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GLEANINGS 
 
 FROM THE 
 
 GOLDEN STATE 
 
 A Queen beside the Western Sea 
 Awaits a glorious destiny " 
 
 ELVIRA RASKINS HOLLOWAY 
 
 A uthoi and Publisher 
 
 PRESS OF 
 
 H. S. CROCKER COMPANY 
 SAN FRANCISCO 
 
COPYRIGHT, BY E H. HOLLOWAY, 
 
 1893. 
 
RESPECTFULLY DEDICATED 
 
 OF THE GOLDEN WEST, 
 
 BV 
 
 AUTHOR. 
 
Pref. 
 
 ace, 
 
 "tN the pages of this book, as the title indicates, are glimpses 
 * of the beautiful State of California ; glimpses of her sub 
 lime and picturesque scenery ; of her majestic mountains, her 
 noble forests, her mighty cataracts, and natural wonders of the 
 Yosemite Valley ; her beautiful lakes that gem the moun 
 tains, her mines of virgin gold, her grand and beautiful rivers, 
 her magnificent harbors, her wide-stretching fertile valleys, 
 her fruitful vineyards and her orange groves ; her vast 
 domain of everything lovely in Nature, where all the tints of 
 the most beautiful skies that have ever been are seen ; the 
 emeralds of all the seas, glorified with the silver light of 
 celestial stars ; the glowing purples of all the hills, the 
 exquisite radiance of Orient dawns, the magnificent splendors 
 of golden sunsets, and the ten thousand rainbow glories of the 
 beautiful flowers, strewn with a prodigal hand over this broad 
 Empire of the " Golden West ! " 
 
 ELVIRA H. HOLLOWAY. 
 
1 hanks, 
 
 To the OVERLAND MONTHLY, the OAKLAND HOME 
 INSURANCE Co., and others who generously 
 assisted the writer with illustrations for this 
 volume, I desire in this public manner to 
 express my earnest thanks and grateful 
 appreciation. 
 
 Also sincere and grateful thanks to Miss 
 BAKER for the figurative, artistic design of 
 
 the frontispiece. 
 
 Very sincerely, 
 
 E. H. H. 
 
QUEEN OF THE PACIFIC. 1 
 
of t\]e pacific." 
 
 A Queen beside the Western Sea 
 Awaits a glorious destiny; 
 
 Her sandals flecked with glistening spray. 
 From white-caps tossing on the bay. 
 
 Her face uplifted, like a star, 
 Gleaming above the heights afar ; 
 
 She guards the commerce of the sea, 
 And waits her glories yet to be ! 
 
 Upon her brow a crown of gold 
 That sunset rays with glory rolled ; 
 
 Her purple garments trailing o er 
 The silver sands along the shore; 
 
 Her vesture broidered o er with flowers 
 From nature s lovely fragrant bowers, 
 
 She thus in proud array doth wait, 
 Enthroned within the Golden Gate. 
 
 From coffers rich at her command, 
 Bestows her wealth with gracious hand; 
 
 Where e er distress is hovering nigh, 
 Her golden eagles quickly fly! 
 
 While nations far and near, I ween, 
 Pay tribute to Pacific s Queen. 
 
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 Amid the beauty of the sunsets beside the Western sea, 
 
 There is a land of glorious promise, fair California! 
 
 Where, with majestic grandeur mountains lift their summits high, 
 
 Unto the azure realms of a peerless, sunlit sky; 
 
 And purple walled they stand amid the sunset s golden glow, 
 
 Looking down on grand old forests and the ocean far below. 
 
 Looking down on wave-like hills, sleeping amid the dreamy calm 
 
 Of the beauteous summer time, and on the stately palm, 
 
 With green fronds rustling in the breeze wafted from o er the sea, 
 
 With balmy breath of odors sweet, from far off India ; 
 
 While Flora smiles with wealth of bloom, with grace and beauty rare, 
 
 Crowning the hills and sunny vales with garlands fresh and fair. 
 
 Her silken tresses rivaling the sunbeam s molten glow, 
 Wreathed o er with amaranths that bloom near mountains veiled 
 
 with snow; 
 
 With lilies of the valley twined with roses fair and sweet, 
 And purple heather blooms from Diablo s vine-clad feet; 
 Her trailing emerald robe with meadow daisies starred ; 
 She walks in sunshine o er the hills, her banner crimson barred. 
 
 Looking down on fertile valleys, over fields of waving grain, 
 On golden-fruited orange groves that skirt her vast domain, 
 On orchards with their scented bloom, and on the thrifty vines 
 That bear rich promise of the yield of sparkling ruby wines, 
 On crystal streams that flow o er gleaming golden sand, 
 On singing rills and fountains that rejoice the grateful land, 
 
LICK OBSERVATORY ON MOUNT HAMILTON. 
 
 " Proud Science on Mount Hamilton has made her lofty home, 
 Searching for unknown worlds of light through heaven s jeweled dome. 
 
Where Pomona walks with pride at the harvest s golden prime, 
 Bestowing gracious gifts from this semi-tropic clime ; 
 With purple clusters of the vine, and orange blossoms fair, 
 With olives green, entwined in her burnished nut-brown hair; 
 Her silken banner w 7 aving through fields of tasseled corn, 
 Festooned with garlands flamed with the orient beams of morn. 
 
 Among the rocky battlements are gold and silver mines, 
 
 Where the pioneer has wrought and dreamed beneath the swaying 
 
 pines. 
 
 Broad rivers from the canons flowing down to meet the sea, 
 Bear ships and barges laden with the fruits of industry. 
 Within these haunts Pan trills his pipe amid the insects hum, 
 Where the pheasant wakes all living things, at daybreak with her 
 
 drum. 
 
 The "Sierras" guard in serried ranks the eastern gates of day, 
 While Mount Diablo guards the west, three hundred miles away ! 
 Proud Science on Mount Hamilton has made her lofty home, 
 Searching for unknown worlds of light, through heaven s jeweled 
 
 dome. 
 
 Mount Tamalpais watchful stands beside the Golden Gate, 
 And grand old Shasta, throned and crowned, guards all the vast 
 
 estate ! 
 
MOUNT SHASTA. 
 
 Grand old Shasta, throned and crowned, 
 Guards all the vast estate ! " 
 
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 ount (5)hasta yAyter a @)torrr|. 
 
 The storm has passed, and swift clouds roll by 
 With graceful pennons through the wind-swept sky, 
 Drifting fair and clear in billowy white, 
 As the sun shines forth with mellow light. 
 
 Like a gallant ship that outrides the storm, 
 Shasta towers serene with majestic form, 
 Her massive, snow-crowned, rock-heaved, shining crest 
 Rising high above the ocean s billowy breast. 
 
 Thus grandly sculptured on a colossal throne, 
 Her summit tow rs above the forest s verdant zone, 
 With majesty sublime to the bending skies, 
 While far below the vale of summer lies. 
 
Admission of (California 
 
 TO THE UNION, SEPTEMBER 9, 1850. 
 
 Rejoice ye sisters of the Stately band, 
 
 Who meet in council at Columbia s knee, 
 
 There cometh one, with wealth of golden land 
 Washed by the billows of the sunset sea. 
 
 In gala dress she comes, with hair of gold 
 That veils her with its shining tresses o er, 
 
 Down to her jeweled feet of peerless mold, 
 With sandals wrought as Incas were of yore. 
 
 She comes with gracious manners free from guile, 
 Like Sheba s queen, across her fertile plains! 
 
 With loyal heart and beaming, genial smile, 
 Proffers rich gifts of ripened fruits and grains. 
 
 With jeweled fingers proffers her red wine 
 That all may drink to labor and success. 
 
 Drink to the brotherhood of all mankind! 
 
 To love that wins them, and to deeds that bless. 
 
(golden poppies. 
 
 (THE KSCHSCHOLTZIA.) 
 
 Gay, satin blooms of lustrous sheen 
 Garland the hills and meadows green ; 
 And dainty bits of color fling, 
 As in the breeze they nod and swing, 
 Above the greensward to and fro, 
 While fleeting shadows come and go. 
 
 Wild birds and bees and butterflies 
 Sing o er them low, sweet lullabies, 
 Sipping the raindrops and the dew 
 From out their cups of golden hue 
 Lifted upon the mountain side, 
 And o er the green fields stretching wide. 
 
 The floral emblem of the State 
 That borders on the Golden Gate: 
 Unfolding in the gleaming rays 
 Of sunshine, crowning all the days 
 Of summer s mellow atmosphere, 
 A bright-hued, golden pioneer. 
 
THREE GRACES," YOSEMITE. 
 
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 osemite Valley 
 
 A beautiful valley, a wonderful land, 
 
 That Nature has fashioned with masterful hand ! 
 
 With sheer massive cliffs forming high granite walls. 
 
 With towering domes and magnificent falls ! 
 
 With booming cascades that in swift torrents leap 
 
 Over high battlements, down the rocky steep. 
 
 Dashing and swirling, tossing glistening spray 
 
 Of feathery foam. Lovely fountains at play, 
 
 Like the plumes of white clouds becalmed in the sky, 
 
 \\ hen zephyrs float softly on noiseless wings by. 
 
 There are beautiful rocks with turrets and spires, 
 
 That are bronzed with the sunset s smoldering fires ! 
 
 And the river Merced with calm beauty flows 
 
 Through green groves and meadows, where shadows repose 
 
 In the waters that mirror along the shore, 
 
 With picturesque beauty green boughs arching o er. 
 
 There the robin s clear notes of sweet minstrelsy 
 
 Are oft heard from each sylvan bower and tree, 
 
 From the odorous pines on the woodland hills, 
 
 And in fair, shady nooks by the laughing rills. 
 
 Joined in mystic union the Three Brothers stand, 
 
 In a vast mountain building that Nature planned; 
 
 And the faithful Guardsmen, with majestic form, 
 
 Keep their silent watches through sunshine and storm, 
 
 Through the long summer s heat and the winter s snow, 
 
 As the changing seasons ever come and go. 
 
 And the circling years pass with a tireless pace; 
 
 The lengthening shadows at eventide trace; 
 
 The diurnal passing of Time in his flight, 
 
 With the radiant sunsets, on wings of light 
 
 The Great Architect with munificence planned 
 This beautiful temple, majestic and grand! 
 And glorious anthems that quicken the soul, 
 Through broad, winding aisles with sublime music roll 
 To the high arching dome among lofty towers, 
 And through leafy cloisters fragrant with flowers, 
 Where the beauteous wealth of the passion vine 
 Around glowing altars their sweet blossoms twine, 
 While the faint heard chime of the distant cascade 
 Tinkles gently afar through the sylvan glade. 
 
MIRROR LAKE. 
 
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 Nature s beautiful mirror! When evening draws near, 
 
 In thy waters her radiant glories appear; 
 
 On thy calm, peerless bosom fair Luna reclines, 
 
 And the bright, starry bridge of the "milky way" shines 
 
 With silvery rays from the archway of heaven, 
 
 And a glimpse of two worlds is in duplicate given. 
 
 The calm "Breath Divine" o er thy still waters flowing, 
 Is borne on the zephyrs the soft winds are blowing ; 
 And the crystal wavelets of thy glistening rings 
 Are the moving circles made by viewless wings, 
 When the spirits of Silence and Peace hover there, 
 In the hush of the noontime of night in the air. 
 
 As the silvery stars at the dawn s early gleam, 
 From a clear, stainless sky o er thy blest waters beam, 
 The rock-ribbed summits of lofty mountains are seen 
 Inverted below with the green woods between, 
 Where soft zephyrs woo plumy boughs arching o er 
 With picturesque beauty, thy bordering shore. 
 
 As the morning light dawns, a magnificent scene 
 
 Is exquisitely penciled in thy crystal sheen ! 
 
 And the great golden ball flushing orient heights, 
 
 Shoots his ambushed arrows gilt with burnished lights, 
 
 On the high fronting cliffs, while glowing tints and shades 
 
 Are reflected through gorges and deep everglades. 
 
 A beautiful halo, ineffably bright, 
 Transfigures thy heav n-painted canvas with light ! 
 And the verdure-framed picture beheld with rapt gaze, 
 Is aflame with the splendor of dawn s glowing rays 
 An exquisite painting that Nature has wrought, 
 Resplendent with beauty the sunlight has caught. 
 
EARLY MORNING AT MOUNT TAMALPAIS. 
 
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 With lofty grandeur Tamalpais 
 Is looking down from high estate, 
 Over the broad Pacific s strand 
 And harbor of the Golden Gate. 
 
 Upon a firm-built, rocky throne, 
 With triple crowns this monarch stands 
 A sturdy bulwark by the sea, 
 Guarding the realm of fertile lands. 
 
 Holding the ocean winds at bay 
 That lash with fury all the main ! 
 Lifting its beetling front to heaven 
 That storms may never reach the plain. 
 
 There, looking down from cloud-wreathed skies 
 When winds are blowing wild and free, 
 Fair vales in tranquil beauty lie 
 Nestled within the sheltering lee. 
 
 When waves roll high, wit.h surging boom 
 Bold breakers climb its rugged breast, 
 And round its base the tides make moan 
 While balmy vales neath sunshine rest. 
 
 No monarch guards a lovelier realm 
 Neath brighter skies beyond the sea, 
 Nor zephyrs whisper sweeter tones 
 To flowers that gem the verdant lea. 
 
 From winding paths on heights sublime 
 The broad horizon meets the view, 
 A panorama vast and grand 
 Beneath God s canopy of blue. 
 
 There through immensity of space 
 A vision greets the wondering gaze, 
 That thrills the soul with reverent awe, 
 And moves the heart with fervent praise. 
 
 Three centuries of time have passed 
 Since the explorers landed here 
 Cabrillo, and Sir Francis Drake 
 The first to find the harbors near. 
 
 The first white men who trod the sands 
 Of California s wave-washed shore! 
 Who dreamed not of her wealth of lands, 
 Or treasures vast of golden ore. 
 
 And looking backward o er the years, 
 To me, the wondrous changes seem 
 As strange as those by fancies wrought, 
 In Bellamy s romantic dream. 
 
 For lo, the commerce of the world 
 Finds entrance through the Golden Gate ! 
 And Freedom s star-eyed priestess guards 
 The helm that guides the "Ship of State. 
 
 Far in the west ihe sunset skies 
 Gleam o er the ocean s wide expanse, 
 And crimson waves of sea and sky 
 Do meet and mingle with the glance. 
 
 In Nature s drama, Tamalpais 
 Acts well a generous, noble part, 
 Teaching that greatness is endowed 
 With gracious kindliness of heart. 
 
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 Three hundred circling years have passed 
 Since first a Saxon crossed the sea, 
 
 And anchored safely at Point Reyes, 
 Within the harbor s sheltered lea. 
 
 A hero from Great Britain s Isle, 
 A valiant man of noble birth, 
 
 Who in the good ship Golden Hind 
 "Did plow a furrow round the earth." 
 
 Sir Francis Drake, who trod the sands 
 Of California s wave-washed shore ; 
 
 Who knew not of the fertile lands, 
 Or bounteous wealth of golden ore. 
 
 Who sailed away and knew not of 
 The harbor of the Golden Gate; 
 
 Nor dreamed he of the future fame, 
 Or wealth, or grandeur of the State. 
 
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 Li-one cypress 1 ree. 
 
 (NEAR MONTEREY.) 
 
 On a rock in. the ocean the lone cypress stands, 
 Like the mountain that rises amid arid sands ; 
 Like the fountain that flows with clear, singing rill, 
 From the bare rock that gleams on the crest of the hill ; 
 Like the stream that burst forth in the desolate wild, 
 Where sad Hagar roamed with her innocent child. 
 
 Like the love that survives neglect s blighting power, 
 
 Like the friendship that lives through misfortune s dark hour 
 
 Like the hopes that are born of the waves of despair, 
 
 That green cypress tree is a harbinger fair ! 
 
 Like an anchor it rests on the rock in the sea, 
 
 While the winds breathe around it their wild symphony. 
 
VIEW OF MARKET STREET, SAN FRANCISCO, SHOWING TWIN PEAKS 
 IN THE DISTANCE. 
 
 " And glowing clouds the Twin Peaks kiss 
 When falls the curtain of the night." 
 
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 1 he I Win [&eaks oj JV|t. [Dolores. 
 
 (SAN FKANCISCO.) 
 
 The mountain, with its verdant peaks, 
 Stands sentry near the ocean shore ; 
 
 Guarding the vale where roses creep 
 With clustering vines the lattice o er. 
 
 The feathery palm with beauty grows 
 Among the roses sweet and fair, 
 
 And lovely calla lilies bloom, 
 
 With fragrance in the balmy air. 
 
 By fresh ning breeze from o er the sea 
 The plumy palms are gently fanned, 
 
 When white-capped waves, with wanton glee, 
 Toss foam-wreathed spray along the strand. 
 
 At sunset s hour, bright golden rays 
 Illumine vale and mountain height ; 
 
 And glowing clouds the "Twin Peaks" kiss, 
 When falls the curtain of the night. 
 
 The watching stars are peeping through 
 
 With twinkling smiles, that seem to say, 
 " We saw the blushing clouds that passed 
 Kiss verdant hills, then float away." 
 
(5) uq beam s Wooing. 
 
 The sunbeam followed the moonbeam 
 Through meadow, vale and glen, 
 
 Into the darkling forest, 
 
 Far from the haunts of men. 
 
 The pale and trembling moonbeam 
 Stole into the dense green shade, 
 
 And through dim aisles and cloisters 
 With wavering glances strayed. 
 
 The sunbeam softly followed 
 Into a vine-wreathed bower, 
 
 Where the moonbeam s quivering glances 
 Fell in a silver shower. 
 
 The sunbeam caught the glances, 
 And clasped in a warm embrace 
 
 The lovely trembling moonbeam, 
 As she hid her shy, pale face. 
 
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 A quaint adobe structure, built 
 
 With an arched door of ancient style ; 
 
 Tiled roof, and windows small and high 
 A rude, but reminiscent pile. 
 
 High in the storied arches rang 
 
 With vesper chimes, the Mission bells ; 
 And of the years, a century 
 
 Of silver tones, the record tells ! 
 
 A marble tablet bears the name 
 Of one who near the ocean sleeps, 
 
 The founder of this ancient church, 
 
 O er which the green-leaved ivy creeps. 
 
 Now silence reigns within the walls, 
 Where voices chanted music sweet ; 
 
 But Mount Dolores guards alway 
 This antique temple at her feet. 
 
GOLDEN GATE PARK. 
 
 There in profusion lovely flowers 
 With fragrance scent the ambient air 
 
(Bolder) (gate park, 
 
 Where sand dunes piled beside the sea, 
 Drifted by winds and ebbing tide, 
 
 A lovely park now meets the view, 
 That is the city s boast and pride. 
 
 There in profusion lovely flowers 
 
 With fragrance scent the ambient air, 
 
 And rare exotics breathe perfume 
 
 In bowers wreathed with garlands fair. 
 
 O er feathery ferns and plumy palms, 
 Bright fountains in the sunshine play ; 
 
 And mosses cling round tropic vines, 
 Beneath the iris tinted spray. 
 
 And sculptured statues grace the scene, 
 Wrought b}^ the artist s skillful hand 
 
 In memory of our honored dead 
 Brave heroes of this chosen land. 
 
 One is the likeness of a bard, 
 
 Francis Scott Key, the poet s name ; 
 
 Our starry banner was the theme 
 That won for him immortal fame. 
 
 Another bears the honored name 
 
 Of one who was our country s pride ; 
 
 From duty s path he never swerved 
 The Nation wept when Garfield died. 
 
CLIFF HOUSE AND SEAL ROCKS. 
 
 1 We stood on the heights in the gloaming, 
 Gazing out o er the restless sea." 
 
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 We stood on the heights in the gloaming, 
 
 Gazing out o er the restless sea ; 
 Oh, what are the wild waves saying?" 
 A laughing voice whispered to me. 
 
 My dear, if you listen attentive, 
 
 You can hear what the ocean waves say, 
 As they break on the shore with low murmur, 
 Or dance lightly in sportive play." 
 
 The fair, glowing face was a picture, 
 
 As she watched, with eyes opened wide, 
 
 The white-capped waves that were dancing 
 In the arms of the ocean tide. 
 
 I can hear what the waves are saying, 
 As they bound o er the waters free ; 
 They bear from the mystic islands 
 A sweet message of hope to me." 
 

 MOUNT DIABLO. 
 
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 The cool, salt air blew o er their faces, 
 
 As hand in hand they stood on the height ; 
 
 Before them the throbbing waste of waters, 
 And sunset sky of crimson light. 
 
 A white sail gleams in the far horizon, 
 Where flaming sky and ocean meet ; 
 
 Along the shore white waves are breaking 
 Against the rocks beneath their feet. 
 
 The crimson waves of sunset glory 
 
 Are fading over sea and land ; 
 The last bright rays the waves are kissing, 
 
 The waves return and kiss the strand. 
 
 Is it a dream that I remember, 
 
 Those two, alone, in the waning light ? 
 
 The ocean waves and sunset splendor, 
 Or gleaming sails of the ship in sight? 
 
CROSSING THE BAV 
 
(grossing the h)ay of &at} prancisco, 
 
 (NOVEMBER II, 1890) 
 
 Small boats are gliding o er the bay, 
 And ships are sailing out to sea ; 
 
 One with broad sails, like drifted snow, 
 Is bound for far-off India. 
 
 The wavelets dance with rippling glee 
 To meet the sun s bright glancing ray, 
 
 And sea gulls whirl and circling skim 
 The. gleaming surface of the bay. 
 
 The coast range in the distance lies, 
 
 With outline of celestial blue ; 
 And Fort Point, with its arsenal 
 
 Of mounted guns, recedes from view. 
 
 And out beyond the Oakland pier, 
 
 The vernal hills among, 
 Are tall church spires that heavenward point. 
 
 Where golden clouds are hung. 
 
OAKLAND HOMEllNSURANCEjcO. BUILDING. 
 
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 /IEW OF OAKLAND. 
 
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 From Oakland s vernal, wave-like hills, 
 Comes the breath of summer flowers ; 
 
 Where sunbeams with the shadows play, 
 Through the fleeting, golden hours. 
 
 The dreamy hills are sloping down, 
 
 To meet the green fields stretching wide. 
 
 Through glades of oak, round curving roads, 
 Wind crystal streams with silver tide. 
 
 The coast range girdles field and plain 
 
 Outlined along the far confines ; 
 Upon their rugged, craggy slopes, 
 
 Soft breezes woo the dusky pines. 
 
 The sun drops down, a golden crown, 
 
 Upon the waters of the bay ; 
 Then slowly sinks in crimson skies, 
 
 As twilight dons her mantle gray. 
 
 The cool, salt breeze from o er the sea, 
 Wafts echoes from the signal gun ; 
 
 Now swallows to their nestlings fly, 
 And daily tasks of toil are done. 
 
LAKE MERRITT. 
 
 " Nestled among the dreamy hills 
 The quiet waters slumb rouslie." 
 
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 Nestled among the dreamy hills 
 
 The quiet waters slumb rous lie, 
 With sunbeams flashing o er the brim, 
 
 From out the sapphire-tinted sky. 
 
 The vernal hills, from grassy slopes, 
 
 Reach down to where the wavelets leap 
 
 To meet the light winds as they pass, 
 
 And through the rustling hedge rows creep. 
 
 White sail boats, with broad canvas spread, 
 
 Over the gleaming surface skim 
 Like white plumed birds, with graceful sweep, 
 
 Circling around the silver rim. 
 
 The wanton breeze ripples the leaves 
 Of stately oaks, that skirt the shore ; 
 
 And wild birds to their nestlings sing, 
 High in the branches leaning o er. 
 
JNSET AT LAKE TAHOE. 
 
 And burnished rays with splendor crown 
 L,ake Tahoe as the sun goes down. 
 
counsel at Lfcike | ahoe, 
 
 With twinkling light the vesper star 
 
 Shone in the horizon, afar ; 
 
 And glowing rays of mellow light 
 
 Were streaming o er the mountain height. 
 
 The burnished arrows, darting through 
 The lofty pines of emerald hue, 
 Illumine dusky aisles that glow, 
 Mirrored within the lake below. 
 
 And, as fair evening nearer came, 
 She threw her amber robe of flame 
 O er all she passed, till shore and height 
 Were radiant with the crimson light. 
 
 Now golden arrows flash and gleam, 
 And o er the crystal waters seem 
 To shine with a resplendent crown 
 Of brightness, as the sun goes down. 
 
 Across the west, with gleaming hand 
 She stretched a flaming purple band ; 
 And all the glittering sand stained o er 
 With rainbow hues along the shore. 
 
 Kre shadows make the twilight dim, 
 Close to the water s azure rim 
 There leaps a line of smoldering fire, 
 That gleams like a cathedral spire. 
 
 The bordering hills and mountains glow 
 With brilliant hues, that flash below 7 ; 
 Their shaggy slopes, from tow ring height, 
 Transfigured with the golden light. 
 
 Methinks I hear the vesper s chime, 
 And see the altar s votive shrine ; 
 Then twilight kneels devoutly there, 
 And night ascends day s golden stair. 
 
 She flings her mantle, gemmed with stars, 
 Across the sunset s crimson bars ; 
 And burnished rays with splendor crown 
 Lake Tahoe as the sun goes down. 
 
pollen Leaf Lake. 
 
 A lovely emerald lake, that nature s fairest mood 
 With sylvan beauty framed, by mountain, rock and wood ; 
 Where happy song birds chant their joyous, tuneful lay, 
 And softly calls the wood dove in the twilight gray, 
 When gentle zephyrs fan the mountain s rugged brow, 
 And whisper through the pine tree s verdant, rhythmic bough. 
 
Lj ottcTs fountain. 
 
 (MARKET ST., SAN FRANCISCO.) 
 
 The ancient story runs that once a man 
 Who found a spring within a desert bare, 
 Scooped out a well, and walled it in with care. 
 
 And then, in furtherance of his kindly plan, 
 A ladle wrought, and hung it on the brink, 
 That from this well the thirsty traveler might drink. 
 
 Thus, in our time, a woman s thoughtful brain 
 Conceived a kindly, generous deed, to bless 
 The passer-by, who with the throng might press 
 
 Along the dusty street, intent to drain 
 The cup at Lotta s fountain, flowing free 
 To all who thirst within its boundary. 
 
 And oft beneath the noontide s glaring ray 
 The passing stranger pauses there, to scan 
 The handiwork of this most gracious plan 
 
 To cheer the toiler on his weary way ; 
 
 Meanwhile ascends a grateful blessing there 
 
 For L,otta s generous gift on the city s thoroughfare. 
 
UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA. 
 
DEDICATED TO 
 
 I he JNjatiVe g)ons and l|)auqhters 
 
 OR THE GOLDEUNJ WEST. 
 
 Iii days of yore, the Indian roamed 
 With savage instinct, fierce and wild, 
 Through dense, vast, sunless forests, where, 
 Amid the tangled, steep defile 
 Of mountain pass, the grizzly bear 
 Was hunted in his secret lair. 
 
 Now, from the mountains to the sea, 
 The sturdy pioneer has made 
 A garden of this wilderness ; 
 Admitting to the gloomy shade 
 And fertile soil the sun s caress, 
 Robing the earth with loveliness. 
 
 The mellow sun and balmy air 
 Ripens the fruits o er hill and plain ; 
 Flaming with ruddy glow the vines, 
 Tinging with gold the waving grain ; 
 While in the depth of secret mines 
 With wealth of ore, the nugget shines. 
 
 With lightning chained to progress car, 
 Across the prairies heralds fly ; 
 The iron horse plows through the dome 
 Of tunneled mountains, grand and high; 
 And with swift speed the coursers roam, 
 While reapers gather harvests home. 
 
 With grateful pride and fealty, 
 The native sons and daughters wear, 
 As an emblem of the " Golden West," 
 A nugget, which the grizzly bear 
 Hugs close to his broad, shaggy breast 
 As California s proud crest ! 
 
I he pioneers of California. 
 
 From o er the seas, brave argonauts and bold 
 
 Sailed through the burnished highway of the State, 
 
 In search of treasures deep in mines of gold, 
 With varied plans, and hearts with hope elate. 
 
 And others "crossed the plains," o er arid sands, 
 
 To reach the Eldorado of the West ! 
 Encountered savage foes in hostile bands, 
 
 And braved the mountain pass and rocky crest. 
 
 In deep ravines, and leaping, singing rills, 
 The river s bed, and on the winding shore, 
 
 The miner wrought and tunneled through the hills, 
 Then freely gave from out his golden store. 
 
 The farmer tilled the soil with frugal hand, 
 
 Where late had roamed the bison and the deer ; 
 
 And reaped as he had sown a harvest grand 
 His faithful toil rewarding, year by year. 
 
 Now Ceres guards, through autumn s mellow prime, 
 The hills and valleys of this fruitful land ; 
 
 From bounteous stores of corn, and oil, and wine, 
 Pours out full measure with unstinted hand. 
 
 And from the mountains to the sundown sea, 
 Minerva s temples rise with lofty dome ; 
 
 Her halls of science, art and learning free, 
 To all who seek in this fair land a home. 
 
 A heritage of grand and noble deeds 
 Wrought by the bold, intrepid pioneer, 
 
 Who wisely planned and built for future needs- 
 The argonauts whose memory we revere. 
 
DESCRIPTIVE NOTES. 
 
 Yosemite. The Yosemite Valley is a cleft or gorge in the granite peak of the Sierra Nevada, 
 situated in Mariposa County, California, 150 miles nearly due east from San Francisco. 
 
 The name Yosemite signifies "full-grown grizzly bear." The floor of the Valley, from Mirror 
 Lake to El Capitan, ranging from half a mile to a mile in width, is level and charmingly wooded, with 
 stretches of meadow lands, and knolls of oak and maple. Through the center of this park, with many 
 an eddying curve, runs the Merced River, a clean, pebble-banked stream, where cloud shadows from 
 off the high domes love to linger. 
 
 The Valley is seven miles long and a mile in height. Cloud s Rest is 10,000 feet in height ; the 
 North Dome, 7,568 feet ; Kl Capitan, 7,300 feet ; Cathedral Rocks, 6,660 feet ; Three Brothers, 7,830 
 feet ; Yosemite Falls, 2,700 feet ; Bridal Veil Fall, 900 feet ; Vernal Fall, 475 feet. 
 
 Tamalpais. Looking northward from Telegraph Hill across the bay of San Francisco, Mt. 
 Tamalpais is seen standing with bold front outlined against the blue sky, a majestic bulwark by the 
 sea, rising 2,700 feet distinct and clear above the water. Its profile, which forms the sleeping beauty 
 Elaine, extends along the entire coast of Marin County. This mountain sheltered the explorers 
 Cabrillo and Sir Francis Drake, the first white men to approach the Golden Gate. Drake was the 
 first Saxon to visit the shores of California. June 17, 1579, he sought shelter at Point Reyes Harbor, 
 where he tarried thirty-six days, repairing and refitting his ship the Golden Hind, in which he sailed 
 round the earth. Cabrillo landed in the same harbor in the year 1542. 
 
 Lake Tahoe. Tahoe is the grandest of all the Sierra Lakes, lying partly in California and 
 partly in Nevada. It is twenty-five miles in length, and in some places is from twelve to fifteen miles 
 in width. It has a depth of 1,700 feet, an altitude of 6,220 feet, and is surrounded by mountains, which 
 tower above the lake from 2,000 to nearly 5,000 feet. The water is clear as crystal. There is grandeur 
 and enchantment at all times in the scenery which environs the lake. The summer sunsets upon 
 Tahoe are remarkable for their great beauty and wealth of coloring, that no artist can paint. 
 
 Mirror Lake is a beautiful sheet of water, clear as crystal, at the foot of North Dome in the 
 Yosemite Valley. It is the most beautiful lake in the world, and the environments are picturesque 
 and sublime. 
 
 Mission Dolores. This Chapel was dedicated November 9, 1776, by Father Junipero Serra, 
 amid the firing of guns. While the Chapel was being built, a bell was brought from Mexico that had 
 been cast in Mendoza, Spain, of gold and silver, in the year 1192. 
 
 The morning of November 9, j ust a few months after the Independence bell rang out its glad 
 tidings of liberty, this bell rang out in clear, resonant silver tones, rejoicing- the hearts of the soldiers, 
 who recalled the scenes of old Spain and Mexico. 
 
 In 1802, two silver bells that were molded in 1797 were suspended, one on the right, and the other 
 on the left of the smaller bell already placed on the day of the dedication. The interior of the Chapel 
 is simple but interesting. The altar is modern. The statues are of adobe, but the gilding and painting 
 are modern. 
 
 Sierra Nevada Mountains. According to the State Geological Survey, there is an area of 
 about 200 square miles in this section that has an elevation of about 8,000 feet, with over 100 peaks 
 that rise above 10,000 feet, a score reaching 12,500 feet, and several over 14,000 feet. On the western 
 slope of the High Sierra region, nature seems to have clustered the greatest of her California scenic 
 wonders scenery both grand and varied, solitary and magnificent, including the Yosemite and the 
 Sequoia. Scattered along from Tehachapi to Tahoe are ice-carved canons, glaciers, time-eroded crags, 
 frost-riven pinnacles, spires of granite and cliffs of basalt, beds of lava, sounding waterfalls and silent 
 lakes, grand pine palisades, and beetling cliffs. There are beautiful streams in almost every square 
 mile of its area, culminating in the mighty rivers of the San Joaquin and the Sacramento. 
 
 Lake Tahoe is the bright particular gem of the Sierra. 
 
 Mount Shasta. Shasta is the crowning glory of the north, and from all sides is overpowering in 
 its grandeur. Half its slopes are of evergreen and half of snow, and is the grand, towering landmark 
 of the Sierras in the north, and has no rival within a radius of fifty miles. It is 14,440 feet in height. 
 
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