The Land of Lure: A Story of the Columbia River BasinSmith, Elliott
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The Land of Lure: A Story of the Columbia River Basin
Smith, Elliott
Frontier and pioneer life -- Fiction; Northwest, Pacific -- Fiction
Back rush the floods of the Columbia, as if aghast at the havoc wrought;
stays its flow but for a moment, and charges this indomitable foe that
dares to impede its progress, and pours its waters, now made black and
muddy by the tons of ashes and stone sent hurtling into its waves, into
the thousands of crevices and fissures trying in vain to throttle this
fiery demon who greets the oncoming stream with flaming tongue, converts
it into steam and additional power with which it throws out huge volumes
of mud that seal the crevices and cool the lava about its glaring
throat, thus using its enemy to erect a barrier against itself.
Hopelessly defeated, the mighty river seeks a course whereby it may
reach its former terminus, the inland sea. It wanders on with
indefatigable persistence, taking the abandoned beds of some of its
former tributaries; follows it until overtaking the original stream at
some unaccustomed place, absorbs it and hurries on its way over boulders
and through canyons and gorges, rapids and cataracts harrassing its
waters in a manner heretofore unknown. In its wild flight it makes a
detour of more than a hundred miles, appropriates the channel of another
stream, and turns back toward the inland sea, still determined to do its
part in replenishing this vast storage place.
Upon reaching its western boundary, oh! what a change had taken place.
Stretching away as far as could be seen was a mass of oozing matter,
decaying seaweed and pools of slimy water, heated to almost boiling,
reeking with the stench of dead fish, the whole being sprinkled with
cinders and ashes, and teeming with muck and filth.
A break in the southern boundary of the former body of water showed
where a fissure had been opened up, through which its contents had
drained, following the outlet until it had emptied into the Pacific
Ocean. The noble Columbia, unable to gain access to refill the basin,
took up the course of the liberated deluge and followed resignedly in
its wake.
CHAPTER VI.
The third day out the harvesters reached the scene of action in the
grain fields, and by noon of that day had found employment, the entire
party being engaged for the season with promise of work for their
horses. This was indeed an agreeable surprise. They had expected to
remain in the same neighborhood, but to be employed together was more
than they had hoped for.
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