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Show Snow Experience on the Wash-1 Wash-1 ATcn Mo r. stains. A few days ago a I party from ihi-i city, composed of Prof. Chadbourne, ". S. Woodhull, Esq., Dr. , Vullum, U.S.A., and N. Mundy, Esq., 'started to go from tho American Fork (district to Littlo Cottonwood "over-'land" "over-'land" that is, over tho mountains. There is only one way of making this j trip successfully at this season: climb-ling climb-ling where you can and sliding where 'you must. Our adventurous gentlemen tried both. Their experience in climb- ing proves how superior such exercise ( is to the ordinary bottled bitters in ; awakening an appetite. History is silent as to the ravages committed on the first larder met after the experience; experi-ence; but an active imagination can reach it, at least part way. Getting up i the mountains . was difficult, but ; getting down them was easy oh, bo I easy! Snow-capped peaks were around on every hand; below them the j yawning gorge of-the canon; under- neath theui at least thirty feet of snow, j and before them a journey as slippery j as that oft-traveled one which is aup-j aup-j posed to lead to regions where the staple article of commerce is incandescent incande-scent sulphur in its crude condition, j Fifteen hundred feet of a snow-slide is a treat which the Wasatch affords in the middle of' June, and an extraordi-; nary feat of coasting in January wouldn't be a circumstance to it. But it had to be enjoyed, and there wasn't even a chance to divide the pleasure plea-sure with less favored friends, A few steps forward, and they began to sit down hurriedly. It was too good to be walked over. With the nether extremity of tho body-proper fondly ombracing the cooling and glistening snow, with coat skirts carefully care-fully folded away to be used in future days, with lips compressed and eyes firmly fixed on the goal fifteen hundred feet distant, tho descent began. Shut your eyes and hide your heads for a few moments. With continued descent de-scent acceleration of speed was obtained, and the point aimed at was reached like a bolt shot from a catapult. They were already "thar." Tho descent had been made in safety, and the experience was worth having. We envy Professor Pro-fessor Chadbourne the natural envy he will excite, as he relates in thrilling words his snow experience in the Wasatch Mountains to his eastern friends in the future. We had the account from our friend , Woodhuil, but the rest of the gentlemen gentle-men coincided in its correctness with wonderful unanimity. |
