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Show fell w, wIm wad lueky enough to . be entirely encompassed liy fair : damsels, seeimd to enjoy the&itua- j lion hugely and persi.-icnily cried out: "Send more along; wo have plenty of room yet,'' while bi,s , girl neighbors serv.uiu-d with excitement, ex-citement, on account of the groat squeeze whether with delight or vexation, 1 will nut say. A grave gentleman from the East suggested that there he a call fur states, to learn how ninny were here, accidentally represented. Tins was greeted with a shout of delight hy the above-referred -to young man, who would do anything any-thing to make his present situation as protracted as possible, and to my surprise, there were wafted on the air from the girls' side, half a dozen half smothered screams of approval, which forever settled the I motion. WHOPPERS OF TREES. UUADKILLEDANC-ED UUADKILLEDANC-ED OX TOP A REDWOOD STUMP. Forty-two People in One Tree J. M's Ad- A gentleman volunteered to act as accountant, and then began tlie calling of states: ''New York, Oregon, Washington, Washing-ton, Maine," etc, etc. "In that all?" asked the accountant, ac-countant, when everyone seemed to have reported. ''No!" I shouted with cnthus-ijism. cnthus-ijism. "Utah, the Queen of the AVeat!" "Utah," repeated half a dozen startled voices, as they endeavored in vain to turn round in the jam in order to get a square look at me, "are you a Mormon?" I had become used to this sort of questioning, and calmly answered: ''Yes, a full-fledged Mormon." ! Thid caused a death silence; much staring at mo and then at each other, which made my position posi-tion a trifle embarrassing. "Fifteen states and territories and one Canadian province," said the accountant, breaking the oppressive op-pressive stillness as we began filing out one by one. AVe were counted by a gentleman gentle-man from the outside who gave me ventnre. ll,anves trom J.M' Jnuranl. Our excursion party, of over 300, left Monterey in tlie morning morn-ing and we were whirled across a productive stretch of land, through several shady little hamlets, reaching reach-ing Santa Cruz at noon. Santa Cruz, a thriving city and a pretty one, stretches from the sandy shores of the Bay of Monterey Mon-terey on the south, over a number of hills to ' the evergreen heights which mark its northern boundary bound-ary , and is fa n n ed the yea r around by the cool, refreshing sea breezes which inspire one with life, activity and industry. The feature of the day was the complimentary feast to be given to our party at the Big Trees, so we boarded the train and were carried along slowly up a picturesque pictur-esque canyon clothed with green shrubbery, which nestled cozily at the roots of the towering, arrow-straight arrow-straight redwood trees with which these mountains are "hidden; passed through several long, dark tunnels, round sharp curves and over dizzy bridges for ten miles, whcn'we arrived at the grove of redwood giants. Before we had time to look about and admire nature's successful success-ful attempt at creating massive trees, we were ushered totthe outdoor out-door feast, which, proved the big-hcartedness big-hcartedness of the California ns. Everything desirable was at hand, including pretty girls to attend to our wants. Nearly 2,000 people ' partook of the repast, among whom were two tramps who had stolen in, and when devouring everything within their reach, like hungry wolves, they were seen to look cautiously round, and cram things into their trowser pockets between mouthsful, and then a peculiar leer as I passed out. and whose mouth opened with astonishment aston-ishment as the numbers swelled up into the "thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three," etc. : Then his voice began to weaken; and as tlie last man passed slowly through the opening, you could have knocked the counter stone cold with a peanut as he gasped, "forty-two." There actually were forty-two people standing upright in the hollow of that monarch of the forest. walk away like lords of creation. When eating any more was out of the question, I look a turn about the place to see if they really had any bi trees. The first piece of immensity that caught my eye was the ;tGiant," which is sixty feet in circumference and was 330 feet in height, but a recent storm lore sixty-five feet from the top. it being only 265 feet high now. "Colonel Ingersoll's Cathedral" is ninety-six feet at the base, but ii is not one solid tree. Then there were many others: a summer house built on one stump; an ice cream parlor in the cavity of a not her tree, and eight people dancing a quardrille on the stump of a third. Nearly two score years ago, Gen. Fremont was camping in this forest and made his headquarter." in the hollow of a t-rcc. Only a short time ago he was here again, when he recognized the tree which now bears his name ''General Fremont." Several of us were inside in-side the monster, looking over the thousands of cards pinned to i ts sides, when it was proposed by some one that we ascertain how ! many could comfortably stand j up in the hollow of this tree. Ladies and gentlemen began piling . in like bees into a hive. When we were pretty well sque.-zed up together, a young' |
