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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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s repast, if only the quantity is sufficient, andtime enough is allowed for him to eat it. To aman who assured me that the food was better thanthat furnished farther east, I replied that the im-provement was just in proportion to his increasedappetite. The scenery at Revelstoke is enchanting, andhere we meet again our old friend, the ColumbiaRiver, which has broadened considerably whilemaking its winding course around the SelkirkMountains. We steam along the banks of Kam-loops Lake for an hour, and here see many steam-boats and pleasure yachts, a proof that even in thisseemingly isolated region, local diversions are notlacking. The fishing hereabout is said to be goodand the accommodations agreeable. Majestic moun-tain ranges rise on either side of the lake, and forhours we enjoy the views of this valley, windingaround the slopes, and watching the river as it nowdraws smilingly near, now in sudden coynessrushes away almost out of sight. At many of the stations along our route the vil-
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Descending Kicking Horse Pass See page 66 From the Mountains to the Sea 93 lagers turn out in holiday dress, and current newsand gossip are frequently exchanged. But one pas-senger train from the East, and one from the Westtouch at these points daily, and it is thus that thenews from both directions reaches these distantlocalities. Many tunnels mark our line of travel, these beingthe only means of proceeding in numberless por-tions of this mountainous country. From Kam-loops we follow the Thompson River through itsvalley, which is in reality a canon, as the mountainsrise up on either side to a great height; but broadand beautiful, the river flows along, twisting in andout around the mountain spurs which would fainencroach upon its banks. The railway runs closeto the shore, and sometimes we venture to the veryedge of the rocks, arousing a series of small shrieksand various ejaculations from the more timid pas-sengers. I tell them this is the spice of travel. Andnow so closely are we pr

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