Carbon County news., 1937-11-05

The grandeur of beetling gra,
crags, sheer precipices and peren
nial snowfields, out of which ma
ture has chiseled a masterpiece,
with the simple tools of frost, rain
snow and seasonal temperature
changes, will take on a new hale
of beauty.
The pageantry of summertime il
the conventional magnet respon'
sible for the thousands of tourists
who annually drive over the high
way, but to many the coming aut'
umn months will bring to the rug,
ged mountain country lying be.
tween Red Lodge and Yellowstone
park a more subtle charm, as
slowly the lustrous greens and ma.
hogany browns turn to haunting
web of FURNISHED gold and carmine.
Summer, the conquered season.
filings her final challenge to grim
winter with a piquant gesture. AS
though defying the icy fingers
which will soon benumb them, ev-
cry tree, every shrub, swaths it.
self in Joseph's coat of colors.
Nestled on the floor of a mag
nifcently wooded amphitheatre in
a land Of vast, cathedral-like for
nations, built of granite and shap-
ed by glaciers, lies Cooke City-a
town that has recently cast off the
sheet that was draped about it in
the early SOS when perhaps a last
discouraged miner clutched the lead
rope of his pack animal and stolid
ly wandered out over the hills in
search of a new Eldorado.
Still Beckons Adventurer
The days of bewhiskered pros
pectors leading a NANCY burro up
to the general merchandise store
to load up grubstake are now
only folklore, but Cooke City still
beckons the adventurer seeking the
ease and affluence promised in
stories of fabulous wealth to be
found in the rocky buttes of the
Beartooth mountains.
Another generation, wise in the
use of the most modern machinery,
is working out the claims. Where
but a few years ago car or
truck in the city were a novelty,
wizardry of modern engineering
has wound a labyrinth of one of
the finest roadways on the contin-
ent into the, secluded little village
and on to Yellowstone park.
At Red Lodge one gets a vista
of the scenic treasures that lie
ahead. In the first Is miles a rise
of 1900 feet has been covered and
now the real climb to a height of
II, 900 feet begins.
Near Twin lakes the Montana
line is crossed and a
large part of the Wyoming section
of the road lies above the timber
line. 1t is, however, far from be-
ing a featureless plateau, for here
the vast panorama of spectacular
beauty unfolds and
times record is read in the mora
ines, lakes and canyons that tell
the story of vigorous glacial devel-
opment.
Truly forgotten PARADISE"
nature in her omnipotent planning
has made of Cooke City in the fall
and winter an ethereal realm,
something Immortality suggestive
of the mystery of the universe and
the magic of creation.
Here a small handful of scarce
ly 100 persons shape out a life
retrospective of pioneer days. Men
and women, many of whom have
passed their prime of life, but who
are finding in their rustication
of the fabric from which
their dreams were made, something
defying expression, ''the world
forgetting, by the world forgot"
There they area young Har-
yard graduate, who may some day
become an Indian chieftain, but
now finds his hobby of geology
more fascinating than urbanity;
an old Princeton graduate, a mem
Der of family prominent in man
lfacturing and listed in "Who's
Who"
A pioneer, there is, who terms
himself a "cliff dweller," He found |
ne could save himself the trouble |
If cutting wood to stove lengths
~ merely bringing in long pine |
og, and as the wood burned in the |
iron stove with which |
le heats his tiny hut, shove the log
n little further. Rip Van Win
xle might have tripled his years
If sleep and awakening rs years
ater find but little change in
Cooke City life as it is lived in the /
short bleak days of winter.
Life, however, is anything but
lull during the months in which