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Title: Touring Alaska and the Yellowstone
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: Taylor, Charles M. (Charles Maus), 1849-
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Publisher: Philadelphia : G.W. Jacobs & Co.
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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cedars. Wenow made up lost time, and sent forth clouds ofwhite steam as the milestones flew by in rapid suc-cession. The rails are laid on great stone embank-ments, at the bases of which, fully a hundred feetbelow, we perceived many small lakes. We felt thatwe were leaving civilization behind us when atMissanabie Station we beheld the settlement of oneof the Hudson Bay Companys posts. Indians, cow-boys, and some women sat about this cluster ofsmall frame houses, and the skins of various ani-mals were hanging up in the sun to dry. Fromthis point onward we saw many Indians, generallyin citizens dress, and wearing the soft black hat a la Chinee. One after another, mountain ranges came intoview. Now we rushed through a deep tunnel,now, poised dizzily aloft, glided over tall trestles,or hugged the mountain-side for miles, viewingwith delight the constantly changing panorama ofglistening lake and river, wonderfully tinted forestand ravine. With difficulty I clutched the guard rail with one
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>■ From Montreal to the Rocky Mountains 35 hand and my camera with the other, taking a snapshot here and there, as the train swung recklesslyover the road, twisting itself into every conceivableangle. On approaching Fort William we were surprisedto see three large elevators and a line of empty freightcars on the side track, telling of the transfer of grainto boats to be carried eastward. The city looked rather imposing from the station,with its parallel lines of rails stretching miles alongthose iron bound shores. The distant mountainskirting the horizon of Lake Superior is called the Sleeping Giant, and there is, it is said, an Indianlegend connected with the name. Who knowswhat ancient Barbarossa is immortalized here ? Or,is this only a repetition of the old myth that all themountains are the tombs of sleeping giants whowill arise some day and reconquer the world ? The country around Fort William is flat, culti-vated, commonplace and uninteresting. There is agradual rise as we

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