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Title: Picturesque America; or, The land we live in. A delineation by pen and pencil of the mountains, rivers, lakes, forests, water-falls, shores, cañons, valleys, cities, and other picturesque features of our country
Year: 1872 (1870s)
Authors: Bryant, William Cullen, 1794-1878, editor Bunce, Oliver Bell, 1828-1890
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Publisher: New York, D. Appleton
Contributing Library: University Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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ifying to admit that Mont Blanc is almost sixteen thousand. But, with this fore-ground of river and forest, with all this blaze of color set against the cold splendor ofthe icy peak, and with the blue intensity of the warm skv above. Mount Hood is more UP AND DOWN THE COLUMBIA. 45 magnificent than words can tell or brush can paint. And, if any vagrom man, havingseen the two, pretends to think Mont Blanc the finer, let us, as Americans, laugh him to scorn. Where the mountains recede before Mount Hood, the forest again encroaches, but itleaves bare a desolate peak called Coffin Rock, which was a place of Indian sepulture.Cairns of gray stones cover it, and rude monuments of rock. One is not near enoughto see the vileness of the human taint upon it—for your true Indian in his death is littlebetter than in his life, and bequeaths himself, a foul legacy, to the pure elements—and itsgray melancholy is pathetic. The Dalles is the second town of Oregon. The Idaho miners make it their base
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Coffin Rock. of supplies. The gold comes down there for shipment, and this babe in the woods evendreams of a mint. But its interest to the traveller is neither in grocery nor in ore, butin its wonderful outlook on river and mountain. For ten miles up the stream the dalles,or flag-stones, choke the way, and there you must take to the cars again. Here thestrange, weather-beaten, weary-looking, old red rock reappeared, after a long absence,looking, amid the harder and bolder cliffs, like a poor relation, pathetic, but very seedy.The queer, battered, time-worn peak on the opposite page is of it. The cliflfs disappear above Dalles City, and lo, the sand-region ! The endless wonder of the Pacific-coast journeys is the suddenness of their changes, as if supernatural scene- . shifters were kept constantly busy in whipping off the old scenes, and setting new and 46 PICTURESQUE AMERICA. unexpected ones for the next act. From forests of tropic splendor to mountains ofnorthern bareness and grande

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