Evening star., 1948-07-25

Along the IL ssa u ID
mile trail were 81. 81
many beavers,
beaver dams,
lakes and fast
flowing streams.
We went over Bobby hoser'.
peak 1O,250 feet high and went on to
others more than two miles high.
We passed through open plains with
distant views, dense forests and
over rocky ridges.
After the ride, I took color pic
lures Of the hot springs and others
which were pretty. Many Of the
streams were so hot they were
steaming. The surrounding rocks
consisted of various colors-espe-
cially orange, red and white.
Celebration at Livingston.
Returning to Livingston, we slept
in a Pullman car on the side track
The next day was to be the big
Fourth of July celebration and rodeo
so a hotel room was not to be found
At the crack of dawn we had left
the railroad siding and finally found
a hotel room. After an early break
fast we took a long walk to the
rodeo grounds to see the horses
and cattle.
We watched the cowboys groom
their horses for the afternoon per-
formance I rode a beautiful black
and white stallion pony. Then re-
turning to our hotel We saw all the
rodeo performers parade on horse
back down the main street
After a hearty lunch We went
back to see the rodeo. Our bleacher
seats were high enough for us to
see over the entire grounds.
The main show began with steer
riding and calf roping which every
one liked. Other events included
bareback riding, catching and riding
steers horse races and bronco bust
ing. Some of the real cowboys near
ly got busted when they were thrown
off, but no one got hurt badly.
Bulldogging was a special event.
This means the rider has to Jump
from his horse, catch the horns of a
fast-running steer, and throw him
to the ground. r-
Another event featured a colorful
red, white and blue Pony Patrol
with riders under 13 going through
many different formations.
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the wild horse race. Teams of three
cowboys had to put a saddle on a
wild bucking horse. One of the
three had to ride the unbridled
horse from one end Of the arena to
the other, take the saddle off and
then carry it to the middle of the
arena. After an enjoyable day l
went back to the hotel tired and hot
for a good nights rest.
Crosses Continental Divide.
Leaving the cattle and range
country of Livingston we crossed the
Continental Divide at an elevation
of 6,236 feet. An extra engine helped
push our train over the mountains.
At Butte, Mont, we saw some of
the largest copper mines in the
world. I got off the train and found
some pieces of copper ore. I talked
to mining engineer who is going
to send me some sulphur, silver and
gold ore.
The scenery along the Missoula
River and Lake Pend Orielle in
Northern Idaho was beautiful. From
the train I could see the high water
marks made by the recent floods
From Spokane, Wash, we drove
into the black-soil lands of the
northwest wheat country. The
farmers expect a big crop.
Mr.. Hatton, friend of my
fathers, drove us to Lewiston, Idaho
From a highland above Lewiston
we could see the city far below and
Clarkston, Wash. in the distance.
The towns were named for Lewis
and Clark, famous explorers who
had once camped there by the
Snake and Clearwater Rivers.
Hunting" Out of Season.
At Genesee Idaho went hunting
with friend. We followed a small
stream just outside the town where
we saw a weasel, some killdeer,
families of redwing teal and mallard
ducks, some ground squirrels and
two Hungarian pheasants.
The hunting season was closed so
we couldn't shoot game with a %
rifle, but We did shoot some snakes
and frogs.
That night We stayed in Pendle-
ton. Greg. The farmers grow lots OF
wheat and green canning peas near
there. Some of the farmers who
had begun harvesting peas stayed
up late at night with lights on their
tractors to harvest them faster.
Travelling by car from Pendleton,
we followed the Columbia River
toward Portland, Greg. All along
the river, damage to towns and
erosion on farm lands were visible.
Some people said during the flood
the Columbia River was so high that
for many days the railroad tracks
and highways along the river were
under six feet of water. The river
was still very high.
The highway We followed was
once part of the old Oregon trail.
At Bonneville Dam, we saw the
fish ladders. We watched the big
salmon and eels swim or jump from
one pool to another as they went
up the ladders around the dam. A
man told me about the salmon lay
ing their eggs up stream every year
where they hatch millions of little
fish that go down stream to the
ocean.
On down the road We saw the
large Multnomah Falls, $40 feet
high, about 65 feet higher than the
Washington Monument At sun
down it was beautiful to watch the
water falling down the rock wall
and flowing into the river. We
arrived in Portland late that night
where We got hotel room and a
well-deserved rest.
Three Ships Come Sailing, by Gill
christ Waring. Dietz; s2)--A
child's story of historic jamestown
Va. from the landing of the first