land route, that the marvels of this wonderful trip began to dawn upon the young man.
He had seen the Yosemite valley many times. The Cascade and the coast range mountains were very familiar to him, as were the Rockies. He had visited Yellowstone Park and Glacier Park but this northern trip was even more wonderful than all of these.
The splendid ship wound its way in and out among islands which were like fairyland, yet unspeakably grand and beautiful. Great cedars and pines shot their green spires two hundred feet straight into the heavens. Mighty rivers poured over beetling cliffs into the blue ocean, so near that the mist from the spray wet the passengers on shipboard. Jagged cliffs thrust their hoary heads seaward trying to bar their progress. Seals played upon the partly submerged rocks and seaweed swam on the currents and eddies which swirled and boiled beneath their prow, and sometimes the waters at twilight were like fire because
