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Collection: Books and Periodicals

Three Years in California by John D. Borthwick (1857)(LoC) (423 pages)

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108 IMPRESSIVE SCENERY. bound for the uttermost parts of the earth, for all we could see that was to stop them. To sit behind four horses tearing along a good road is delightful at any time, but the mere fact of . such rapid locomotion formed only a small part of the pleasure of our journey. ' The atmosphere was so soft and balmy that it was . i ) i { a positive enjoyment to feel it brushing over one’s face like the finest floss silk. The sky was clear and cloudless, the bright sunshine warmed us up to a comfortable temperature; and we were travelling over such an expanse of nature that our progress, rapid as it was, seemed hardly perceptible, unless measured by the fast disappearing chimney tops of the city, or by the occasional clumps of trees we left behind us. ‘The scene all round us was magnificent, and impressed one as much with his own insignificance as though he beheld the countries of the earth from the summit of a high mountain. Out of sight of land at sea one experiences a certain feeling of isolation : there is nothing to connect one’s ideas with the habitable globe but the ship on which one stands ; but there is also nothing to carry the imagination beyond what one does see, and the view is limited to a few miles. But here, we were upon an ocean of grass-covered earth, dotted with trees, and sparkling in the sunshine with the gorgeous hues of the dense patches of wild flowers ; while far beyond the horizon of the plains there rose mountains beyond mountains, all so distinctly seen as to leave no uncertainty as to the shape or the