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rocks and mountains that surround and adorn it, and the great Tenaya

Canyon, with its wealth of all that makes mountains sublime, they were



welded with the vast South, Lyell, and Illilouette glaciers on one

side, and with those of Hoffman on the other--thus forming a portion



of a yet grander mer de glace in Yosemite Valley.

I reached the Tenaya Canyon, on my way home, by coming in from the



northeast, rambling down over the shoulders of Mount Watkins, touching

bottom a mile above Mirror Lake. From thence home was but a saunter



in the moonlight.

After resting one day, and the weather continuing calm, I ran up over



the left shoulder of South Dome and down in front of its grand split

face to make some measurements, completed my work, climbed to the



right shoulder, struck off along the ridge for Cloud's Rest, and

reached the topmost heave of her sunny wave in ample time to see the



sunset.

Cloud's Rest is a thousand feet higher than Tissiack. It is a



wavelike crest upon a ridge, which begins at Yosemite with Tissiack,

and runs continuouslyeastward to the thicket of peaks and crests



around Lake Tenaya. This lofty granite wall is bent this way and that

by the restless and weariless action of glaciers just as if it had



been made of dough. But the grand circumference of mountains and

forests are coming from far and near, densing into one close



assemblage; for the sun, their god and father, with love ineffable, is

glowing a sunsetfarewell. Not one of all the assembled rocks or



trees seemed remote. How impressively their faces shone with

responsive love!



I ran home in the moonlight with firm strides; for the sun-love made

me strong. Down through the junipers; down through the firs; now in



jet shadows, now in white light; over sandy moraines and bare,

clanking rocks; past the huge ghost of South Dome rising weird through



the firs; past the glorious fall of Nevada, the groves of Illilouette;

through the pines of the valley; beneath the bright crystal sky



blazing with stars. All of this mountain wealth in one day!--one of

the rich ripe days that enlarge one's life; so much of the sun upon



one side of it, so much of the moon and stars on the other.

III



Summer Days at Mount Shasta

Mount Shasta rises in solitarygrandeur from the edge of a



comparatively low and lightly sculptured lava plain near the northern

extremity of the Sierra, and maintains a far more impressive and



commanding individuality than any other mountain within the limits of

California. Go where you may, within a radius of from fifty to a



hundred miles or more, there stands before you the colossal cone of

Shasta, clad in ice and snow, the one grand unmistakable landmark--the



pole star of the landscape. Far to the southward Mount Whitney lifts

its granitesummit four or five hundred feet higher than Shasta, but



it is nearly snowless during the late summer, and is so feebly

individualized that the traveler may search for it in vain among the



many rival peaks crowded along the axis of the range to north and

south of it, which all alike are crumbling residual masses brought



into relief in the degradation of the general mass of the range. The

highest point on Mount Shasta, as determined by the State Geological



Survey, is 14,440 feet above mean tide. That of Whitney, computed

from fewer observations, is about 14,900 feet. But inasmuch as the



average elevation of the plain out of which Shasta rises is only about

four thousand feet above the sea, while the actual base of the peak of



Mount Whitney lies at an elevation of eleven thousand feet, the

individual height of the former is about two and a half times as great



as that of the latter.

Approaching Shasta from the south, one obtains glimpses of its snowy



cone here and there through the trees from the tops of hills and

ridges; but it is not until Strawberry Valley is reached, where there



is a grand out-opening of the forests, that Shasta is seen in all its

glory. From base to crown clearly revealed with its wealth of woods



and waters and fountain snow, rejoicing in the bright mountain sky,

and radiating beauty on all the subject landscape like a sun.



Standing in a fringing thicket of purple spiraea in the immediate

foreground is a smooth expanse of green meadow with its meandering






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