. Crofutt's new overland tourist and Pacific coast guide : containing a condensed and authentic description of over one thousand two hundred cities, towns, villages, stations, government fort and camps, mountains, lakes, rivers, sulphur, soda and hot springs, scenery, watering places, and summer resorts : where to look for and hunt the buffalo, antelope, deer and other game; trout fishing, etc., etc. In fact, to tell you what is worth seeing--where to see it--where to go--how to go--and whom to stop with while passing over the Union, Central and Southern Pacific Railroads, their branches and c
. Crofutt's new overland tourist and Pacific coast guide : containing a condensed and authentic description of over one thousand two hundred cities, towns, villages, stations, government fort and camps, mountains, lakes, rivers, sulphur, soda and hot springs, scenery, watering places, and summer resorts : where to look for and hunt the buffalo, antelope, deer and other game; trout fishing, etc., etc. In fact, to tell you what is worth seeing--where to see it--where to go--how to go--and whom to stop with while passing over the Union, Central and Southern Pacific Railroads, their branches and connections, by rail, water and stage, from sunrise to sunset, and part the way back, through Nebraska, Wyoming, Colorado, Utah, Montana, Idaho, Nevada, California and Arizona . w us. This isCape Horn, one of the grandest scenes onthe American Continent, if not in theworld. Timid ladies will draw back witha shudder—one look into the awful chasmbeing sufiicient to unsettle their nerves,and deprive them of the wish to lingernear the grandest scene on the whole lineof the trans-continental railroad. Now look farther down the river andbehold that black speck spanning the sil-ver line. That is the turnpike bridge odthe road to Iowa Hill, though it looks nolarger than a foot plank. Now we turnsharp around to our right, where thetowering masses of rock have been cutdown, affording a road-bed, where a fewyears ago the savage could not make afoot trail. Far above us they rear theirblack crests, towering away, as it were,to the clouds, their long shadows fallingfar across the lovely little valley now ly-ing on our left, and a thousand feet belowus still. We have lost sight of the river,and are following the mountain side, look-ing for a place to cross this valley and. ROUNDING CAPE HORN
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