Canada -- Description and travel; Canadian poetry -- History and criticism
counsels Sir Walter; and to view Seattle at her most typical and
representative moment one should see her first in the golden glow of
a morning, that illuminates all her crescent harbour and reveals her
streets alive in the new energy of the day. Seattle is known as "the
Seaport of Success." She takes the opposite pole from the motto
Dante saw over the red city of Dis. Far from any abandonment of hope
by "those who enter here," the very spectacle of her eager, intense
life reinvigorates the newcomer. Has he not entered the Seaport of
Success? "If you want success--Succeed!" counsels Emerson. Of
course one will succeed in Seattle. That is what he is there for.
He is "born for the job." Seattle is the marvel of the day. One
quite sympathises with the citizen who met a press correspondent from
New York on a train and begged him to include Seattle in his glowing
interpretations. "But I was in Seattle last week," rejoined the
writer. "Oh, but you should see Seattle _now!_" replied the
up-to-date resident.
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Seattle has a population of nearly three hundred and fifty thousand;
she has four transcontinental railways; and fifty-seven steamship
lines. Lake Washington, lying just outside the city, a sheet of
water twenty-five miles in length and averaging three miles in width,
offers one of the most ideal and poetic regions for suburban homes,
and one whose privileges are apparently appreciated. The beautiful
residences that adorn its shores render it a locality well worth
seeing. The lake extends to the foothills of the Cascade range,
whose peaks, perpetually covered with ice and snow, are from five
thousand to more than fourteen thousand feet in height. With this
majestic mountain range on one hand, and Puget Sound on the other,
Seattle has an environment that rivals, in natural beauty, any other
city of the world. The boulevards of Seattle are famous, and of
these ex-President Taft declared that they formed one of the most
magnificent combinations of modern city and mediæval forest. From
these boulevards of thirty miles in extent, connecting a chain of
thirty-eight parks, there are continual vistas of lake, and sea, and
snow-capped mountains, and the drive is often among arbours and
flowers and shrubs revealing rare skill and taste in gardening.
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