The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current, January 15, 1911, SECTION SIX, Page 4, Image 70

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THOSE enterprising Individuals who
have devised so many mechanical
devices, whereby the public la given
thrills at Bummer a maw merit park, aeem
to have hef n outdone by Western railroad
in? ii
Rrognlxlng appeal of daring en
gineering (eat to the averag mind,
these railroad men are taking advantage,
ef the natural opportunities afforded by
the Rocky Mountains and are endeavor
ing to outdo each other In the construc
tion of rallroada and Irami that will give
the tourist a mingled sensation of won
der and fear.
The. modern engineer who Is conitruct
lnc a "thriller" In the mountains lava
rail where only the lonely prospector
has been with his burro, or where the
mountain she?p has leaped from crag to
crag. (r prrhaps he swings a cable
acron a mighty abyss, and the thrill
seekT Is swung bark and forth arroiw a.
yawning gulch and has the delightful
enaatlon that com a from speculating
on the possibilities if the steel wire that
hold htm in his bucket should part.
Amusement purveyors of this sort even
have their eyes flx'-d gloatingly on the
far-famed Royal Gorge, in the canyon of
the Arkans". A trolley line from Can
yon City. Colo., to the top of this gorge
la' planned. A bridge will span thla
cleft In the rocksi which la almoet as nar
row at the top as at the bottom, where
the Denver Rio Grande Railroad could
not And room to build Its track on aoild
foo'lng anil had to suspend a brldpe l-e-tween
granite walls. When the trolley
cars spin across the chasm and the tour
ist looks down on the trans-continental
tralna crawling hundreds of feet below,
a new sensation will be provided for the
tireless Amrrtcm thrill-hunter.
The man who started the work of lim
ing the Rocky Mountains Into a sort of
Coney Island Is the Rev. E. J. Wilcox,
who stepped from the mlnltry to mine
promoting and from mining to a new
form or railroading. Mr. Wilcox was
interested In a mine not far from Stiver
J1um. Colo. A tiny narrow-gauge rail
road had been built from Silver Plume
to the mine. Mr. Wilcox was enchanted
with the view unfolded on his first trip
over the line, which was used solely for
the transportation of ore.
The railroad to the mine ended before
timber Una waa reached, however, and
Mr. Wilcox realised at once the advan
tage of extending the rails on to the very
crest of Mount McClellan". which Is a
shoulder of Grays Peak, and which la
only Mr3M feet lower than that mighty
mountain. Railroad experta shook their
heads, but the enthusiastic promoter
raised the money for extending the line,
m a series of switchbacks, to the altitude
of 1UW0 feet. Today the line ends on
the eery summit of Mount McClellan. It
la the highest regularly equipped and op
erated railroad In the world. Thar la
a higher line In South America, which Is
not used tor passenger service and which
is not operated regularly, but this Colo
rado Una to the top of a mountain peak
is used for mall as well as passenger
service and la In every respect a genuine
railroad.
The engines used In negotiating the
tremendous grades to the top of Mount
McClellan are of the 8 hay mountain
climbing type, but are not equipped with
fogs. The steeper portions of the climb
are negotiated by switchbacks, which
rise not unlike a series of steps In a gl
tantlc ladder. By alternately backing and
going ahead oa these switchbacks, the
final altitude of feet ts reached,
e e e
It Is Intended to pile one thrill on an
other, however, by extending thla line
Q HENEX3 BE3T JTO
While the
PROMPTLY at tha teglnning of twi
light, came again to that quiet
corner of that quiet, email park
the girl In gray. She sat upon a bench
and read a book, for there waa ret to
cn a half hour In which print could
be accomplished.
To repeat: Her dress waa gray, and
plain enough to mask Its Impeccancy
of style and fit. A large-meshed veil
Imprisoned her turban bat and a face
that shone through It with a calm and
unconscious beauty. She had come
there at tha same hour on tha day
previous, and on tha !ay before that;
and there was on who knew It.
Tha young man who knew It hovered
near, relying upon burnt sacrifices to
tha great Joss. Luck. His piety waa re
warded, for. In turning a page, her
book slipped from her fingers and
bounded from tha bench a full yard
away.
The young man pounced upon It with
Inatant avidity, returning It to Its own
er with that air that seems to flourish
In parka and public places a. compound
of gallantry and hope, tempered with
respect for the policeman on the beat,
la a pleasant voice, ha risked an In
consequent remark upon the weather
that Introductory topic responsible for
so much of the world's unhapplnesa
and stood poised for a moment, await
ing hla fats.
The girl looked over him leisurely;
at his ordinary, neat dress and his fea
tures distinguished by nothing particu
lar In the way of expression.
"Yon may alt down. If you like." she
said, la a fall, deliberate contralto.
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still further. From Mount McClellan
it Is Intended to extend the line along
the rocky ridge extending to Gray's Peak
Itself. Grays Teak Is one of the highest
mountains In the Rocky Mountain range,
and, years ago. was used as a weather
station by the United States Government.
The peak Is considerably higher than
Plke'a Peak. In fact there are two doxen
peaks In Colorado higher than the state's
most celebrated mountain and commands
an unsurpassed view of mountain scenery
It Is believed that trains can ba run to
the very base of the final pinnacle of
Grays Peak and that tha laM 300 feet can
be negotiated by means of an elevator. A
hotel and observatory will be built on
top of the peak and astronomical obser
vations will be taken In the remarkably
clear atmosphere.
It la a significant fact that thla
railroad begtna at Sliver Plume, where
one of the great railroad engineering
feats of a generation ago waa accom
plished. It Is at Silver Plume that
tourists have been whisked around tho
famed Georgetown Loop. The loop
doea not suffice now, for nearly all the
tourists from Denver take In the new
er wondera that begin where the old
time engineers left off their work.
Utilisation of the mine railroad for
augge.ted an Idea '
passenger traffic
Auto Waits
"Realty, I would like to have you do
ao. The light la too bad for reading. I
would prefer to talk."
The vassal of Luck slid upon the seat
by her side with complaisance.
"Do you know," he said, speaking
the formula with which park chairmen
open their meetings, "that you are
quite the atunnlngest girl I have seen
In a long time. I had my eye on you
yesterday. Didn't know somebody was
bowled over by those pretty lamps of
yours, did you. honeysuckle T'
"Whoever you are," said the girl. In
Icy tones, "you must remember thst I
am a lady. I will excuse the remark
you have just made because the mistake
was. doubtless, not an unnatural one
In your circle. I asked you to sit down;
If the Invitation must constitute ma
your honeysuckle, consider It with
drawn." "I earnestly beg your pardon," plead
ed the young man. His expression of
satisfaction had changed to one of
penitence and humility. "It waa my
fault. Tou know I mean, there ara
girls In parka, you know that Is, of
course, you don't know, but" 1
"Abandon the subject. If you please.
Of course I know. Now, tell me about
these people pssslng and crowding,
each way, along these paths. Where
are they going? Why do they hurry
so? Are they happy."
The young man had promptly aban
doned his air of coquetry. Ilia rue was
now for a waiting part; he could not
guess the role he would be expected
to play.
"It la Interesting to watch them.' he
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to other mine owners on Mount Mc
Clellan who transported their ore In
trama. One of these concerns, whose
steel cable stretched a mile or mors up
the steep side of Mount McClellan, be
gan carrying passengers up In the ore
buckets. Here was a new thrill with a
vengeance, and tho mine owner soon
began reaping more profits from hu
man freight than from his ore. Now ha
does a big business all Summer long,
swinging people up and down the
mountain side. In huge, heavy ore
buckets.
John Brlsbeo Walker, who Is never
content unless he Is mapping out
some startling enterprise. Is respon
sible for a mile-long railroad near
Denver that has more thrills per foot
than any other line In the world. Mr.
Walker conceived the Idea of hauling
passengers to tha top of the front
range of the Rocky Mountains, over
looking the plains that stretch east
ward toward the Missouri. Ha In
stalled a power plant on the summit of
Mount Morrlaon, that towers over the
foothills west of Denver. By means of
steel cables, two heavy cars ara hauled
to the top of this mountain, and are
lowered again with their human
trtlght- The Mcent "" from tho
replied, postulating her mood. "It Is
the wonderful drama of life. Some are
going to supper and some to er
other places. One Wonders what their
histories are."
"I do not," said the girl; "I am not
so Inquisitive. I come here to sit be
cause here. only, can I be near the
great, common, throbbing heart of hu
manity. My part In life Is cast where
Its beats are never felt. Can you
surmise why I spoke to you. Mr. ?"
"Parkenstacker," supplied the young
man. Then 'he looked eager and hope
ful. "No," said the girl, holding ""up a
alender finger, and smiling slightly.
"You would recognlxe It Immediately.
It Is Impossible to keep one's name out
of print. Or even one'a portrait. This
veil and thla hat of my maid furnishes
me with an Incog. You should have
seen the chauffeur stare at It when he
thought I did not aee. Candidly, there
are five or alx names that belong In
the holy of holies, and mine, by the
accident of birth, is one of them. I
spoke to you. Mr. Stackenpot "
"Parkenstacker," corrected the young
man, modestly.
" Mr. Parkenstacker, because I
wanted to talk, for once, with a natural
man one unspoiled hy the despicable
gloss of wealth and supposed social
superiority. Oh! you do not know how
weary I am of It money, money,
money! And of the men who surround
me, dancing like little marionettes all
cut by the same pattern. I am sick of
pleasure, of Jewels", of travel, of society,
of luxuries of all kinds."
"I always had an Ides," ventured the
young man, hesitatingly, "that money
must be a pretty good thing."
"A competence Is to be desired. But
when you have so many millions
that !" She concluded the sentence
with a gesture of despair. "It Is tha
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famous Red Rocks strange forma
tions not unlike those that have given
the Garden of the Goda Its fame. Mr.
Walker has created a park among
these rocks, and haa found a natural
mmpltheater. nestled among the larg
est'" formations, where open-air con
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monotony of it," she continued, "that
palls. Drives, theaters, balls, suppers,
with the gilding of superfluous wealth
over It all. Sometimes the very, tinkle
of the Ice lh my champagne glass near
ly drives me mad."
Mr. Peckenstacker looked ingenuously
Interested.
"I have always loved." he said, "to
read and hear about the ways of wealthy
and fashionable folks. I suppose I am
a bit of a snob. But I like to have my
Information accurate. Now. I had
formed the opinion that champagne Is
cooled In the bottle, and not by placing
Ice In the glass."
The girl gave a musical laugh of gen
uine amusement.
"You should know," Bhe explained, In
an Indulgent tone, "that we of the non
useful class depend for our amusement
upon departure from precedent. Just
now It Is a. fad to put ice in champagne.
The Idea originated with a v'sltlng
prince of Tartary while dining at the
Waldorf. It will soon give way to some
other whim. Just as at a dinner party
this week on Madison avenue a green
kid glove was laid by the plete of each
guest to be put on and used while eating
olives."
"I see," admitted the young man,
humbly. "These special diversions of the
inner circle do not become familiar to
the common public."
Sometimes." continued the girl, ack
nowledging his confession of error by a
slight bow. "I have thought that if I
ever should love a man it would be one
of lowly station. One who Is a worker
and not a drone. But, doubtless, the
claims of caste and wealth win prove
stronger than my Inclination. JuVt now
I m besieged by two. one is
grand
duke of a German principality
I think
he. haa, or has had.
wife, somewhere.
driven mad by his
Intemperance and
ualty. Tha other Is an. English mar
certs are given to vast throngs of peo
ple. Mount Morrison rises high above
the park and amphitheater, -and only a
man of Mr. Walker's daring would have
thought of building a railroad up so
ateep an ascent
' It Is estimated by engineers that
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quis, so cold and mercenary that I even
prefer the diabolism of the duke. What
Is. it that impels me to tell you these
things, Mr. Packenstarker?"
"Packenstacker," breathed . the young
man. "Indeed, you cannot know how
much I appreciate your confidences."
The girl contemplated him with the
calm, impersonal regard that befitted
the difference in their stations.
"What is your line of business. Mr.
Parkenstacker?" she asked.
"A very humble one. But I hope to
rise in the world. Were you really in
earnest when you said that jfou could
love a man of lowly position?"
'Indeed I was. But I said 'might.
There is the grand duko and the mar
quis, you know. Yes; no calling- could
be too humble were the man what I
would wish him to be."
"I work," declared Mr. Parkenstacker,
"in a restaurant."
The girl shrank slightly.
"Not as a waiter?" she said, & little
Imploringly. "Labor is noble, but per
sonal attendance, you know valets
and "
"I am not a waiter. I am cashier in"
on the street they faced that bounded
the opposite side of the park was the
brilliant electric sign "Restaurant"
"I am cashier In that restaurant you
see there."
The girl consulted a tiny watch set
In a bracelet of rich design upon her
left wrist, and ' rose hurriedly. She
thrust her book into a glittering reti
cule suspended from her waist, for
which, however, ' the book waa too
large.
"Why are you not at work?" she
asked.
"1 am on the night turn," said the
young man; "it is yet an hour before
my period begins. May I not hope to
. .1 a ..mi Bffitn'"
Perhaps but tha
"I do not know,
the Mount Morrison railway Illustrates
the ult'mate in cable construction. To
construct a line with a longer cable
haul Is an impossibility, yet this line is
considered so safe that Mr. Walker
carries no insurance whatever, as he
considers an accident an impossibility.
An operator ascends and descends with
each car, and Is In constant means of
communication with the engineer on
the mountain peak by means of a tele
phone. At the middle of the slope the
cars meet and pass each other. The
upper half of the ascent is much the
steeper, and at some points the car
seems literally swinging in the air.
The strain on the cable Beems tremen
THE POOR MAN'S HYMN
BY JOHN GILL.
(Reprinted from The Oregonlan. December
26. 1884).
We are all poor men's children. Genera
tions Have toiled In tears and sorrow since
our sire.
Driven from his home in helpless lament
ations. Saw Edn girt with angel swords of
fire.
Yet we are children of a gracious Father,
Nearer his blessed table than our kind
Who lived and died in hope, content to
gather
The falling crumbs, with glad - and
thankful mind.
Today, through every nation.
To souls In every station.
Christ gives us Invitation
Rich gifts for all mankind.
Some thought his eye forgot our lost
condition.
And cried in anguish, "Lord, how long?
how long?"
But prophets saw In beatific vision
The mourning of all people changed to
song,
They saw the waste and solitary places
In days to come would blossom as the
rose.
The wilderness rejoice, and heavenly
graces
Bloom in the households of their
heathen foes.
The night of death was flying;
War's voice, through ages crying,
Was hushed, in echoes dying;
The red sword sought repose.
Even as a' root out of dry ground ap
pearing. No promise of his matchless beauty
flhnvn:
Despised and rejected, meekly bearing
Our griefs ana eorruvn,
his
own.
ft, T.rr.rhet saw the Son of Man
in
meekness,
Born of a lowly maid of Davids line;
The Lord of Angels, robed in human
weakness.
Come to our aid in love and light divine.
From Judah's house descended,
'Mong outcasts, scorned, unfriended;
His days began and ended
Tho poor man's friend benign.
There came a wearied man and patient
woman, .
whim may not seize me again. I must
go quickly now. There is a dinner,
and a bos at the ptay and, oh! the
same old round. Pernaps you noticed
an automobile at the upper corner of
the park as you came. One with a
white body."
"And red running gear?" asked the
young man. knitting his brows reflect
ively. "Yes. I always come in that. Pierre
waits for me there. He supposes me
to be shopping In the department store
across the square. Conceive of the
bondage of the life wherein we must
deceive even our chauffeurs. Good
night." "But It iB dark now." Baid Mr. Park
enstacker, "and the park Is full of rude
men. May I not walk"
"If you have the slightest regard for
my wishes," said the girl, firmly, "you
will remain at this bench for 10 min
utes after I have left. I do not mean
to accuse you, but you are probably
aware that autos generally bear tfce
monogram of thalx e-wner. Again,
good night."
Swift and evaieiy she moved away
through the dusk. The young man
watched her graceful form as she
reached the pavement at the park's
edge, and turned up along It toward
the corner where stood the automo
bile. Then he-treacherously and un
hesitatingly begaff to dodge and skim
among the park trees and shrubbery
in a course parallel to her route, keep
ing her well in sight.
When she reached the corner she
J turned her head to glance at the motor
dous but In reality it is only a frac
tional paft of what the steel wire will
bear, even with a car loaded to Its
utmost. From the top of the mountain,
after the ascent has been completed,
ono gets an inspiring view of the high
plains and the front battlement of
the Rockies.
Such scenlo roads demonstrate how
the engineer's skill is tested to meet
the public's constant demand for some
thing startling. How far such devices
will be carried can only be guessed,
but with the Rocky Mountains as a
field for exploitation, there is going
to be no lack of room for tourist
"thrillers."
Ages long since, 'mid "Winter's twi
light pale, '
Obedient to the mandate of the Roman,
Seeking their city in a Syrian vale.
Lights gleamed from Bethlehem, to guide
them thither
Their early home, the place so loved of
yore!
But now in sore distress, they knew not
whither
Their eteps might turn, to find an opeo
door.
i
Oh, men of David's city, ''
How monstrous was your shame.
To close the ear of pity
'Gainst folk of David's name!
But in those hills where David's flock
had nestled,
A thousand years before, that wintry;
night
Were shepherds, who with cold and daxk
. ness nestled.
To guard their flocko; and lo! a
wondrous light j- t
Shone round about them, and a host from
heaven.
Crying aloud, "Glory to God on high
And peace on earth! To man this day is
given '
A Saviour, Christ the Lord!" filled earth
and sky.
Those simple hearts, believing.
That word from heaven receiving,
Followed, their sheepfolds leaving.
His gleaming star on high.
In lowly crib, where mild-eyed cattle,
lowing.
Gazed on the Child of Poverty, they,
found
The new-born Prlnoe; their rustic knee
bestowing
His earliest mortal homage; but trie
crowned And mighty of the earth, in glad dovo'
Bring liim today their lovliest, dearest,
best, .
Who bids all weary souls on earth and
ocean,
"Come unto me, and I will give yow
rest."
Thou hast with thee forever,
The poor. Oh Lord, and never
Our faith from thee shall sever.
Who made thyself our Guest.
car, and then passed it. continuing on
across tha street. Sheltered behind a
convenient standing cab. the young
man followed her movements closely
with his eyes: Passing down tho side
walk of the street opposite the park,
she entered the restaurant with the
blazing sign. The place was one of
those frankly glaring establishments,
all white paint and glass, where one
may dine cheaply and conspicuously.
The girl penetrated the restaurant to
some retreat at its rear, whence Bhe
quickly emerged without her hat and
veil.
The cashier's desk was well to the
front. A red-headed girl on the stool
climbed down, glancing pointedly at
the clock as she did so. The girl in
gray mounted in her place.
The young man thrust his hands
into his pockets and walked slowly
back along the Bldewalk. At the cor
ner his foot struck a small, paper-covered
volume lying there, sending it
sliding to the edge of the turf. By lta
picturesque cover he recognized it aa
the bobk the girl had been reading. He
picked it up carelessly, and saw that
Its title was "New Arabian Nights,"
the author being of the name of Ste
venson. He dropped it again upon the
grass, and lounged, irresolute, for a
minute, reclined upon the cushions, and
said two words to the chauffeur:
"Club, Henri."
A Modern Maud Muller. ' t
Judge.
Maud Muller, on a pleasant day.
Walked in the meadow, sweet with hay.
Her gait was clumsy, awkward. Blow.
For she wore a hobble skirt, you know.
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