Identifier: glimpseofgreatsa00uni (find matches)
Title: A glimpse of Great Salt Lake, Utah ..
Year: 1891 (1890s)
Authors: Union Pacific railway company. (from old catalog) Lambourne, Alfred, (from old catalog) illus
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Publisher: (Chicago, Rand, McNally and co., printers)
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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dily falling, and there was that sultry hush in the airtlifit tells of coming storm. We took no care, however, thinking it no cause fordelay; we expected to sail away from what might prove merely a local disturb-ance, and to cast anchor where another wind-current prevailed. We respected,though, even if we did not fear just then, the northwest gales. It was in defer-ence to these we had planned the course of the present cruise. In workingnorthward along the base of Stansbury Island, we would be shielded somewhatfrom meeting with adverse seas, and also escape beating against them in cross-ing from Gunnison to Promontory, over a part of the lake that is especiallysubject to heavy blows. Without dwelling upon the incidents of the opening hours, in which wepassed the mouth of Tuilla Valley, and reached the island (Stansbury), I shallbegin to relate from the morning of the second day. All signs of the storm haddisappeared, the sunrise bringing with it a mildly blowing wind from the south. o
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(25) 26 A GLIMPSE OF GREAT SALT LAKE. With mainsail and foresail set wing to wing (ah oar converted into a spinnacherboom) we moved slowly along; so slowly indeed, that our mate swam ashore toexamine a stranded boat, lying high and dry on the rocks. From the great holesbroken in its side, he concluded it to have been cast there by some winter storm,a supposition borne out by its being just on the edge of the highest surf line. Once away from the island, there was an overpowering sense of solitude inthe waste of waters round. A golden-gray sunset closed in the peaceful day,followed by the earliest stars. Such a meal as we enjoyed out there, under thetwilight sky! Was there an epicure in all the land brought such an appetite tohis supper as we ? While we glided along, gently, as if wafted through air, agreat blue heron came from a lonely rock nearby, to sail over our boat withoutstretched pinions. When he had gone, a shout turned all eyes to the north-ward: Gunnison Island, ahoy! a purp

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