a^ujsing ti^e Ctgi^teenti^ 



Along the Northern Line 



ONE'S attention is forcibly seized upon by the 

 undergrowth in the forests of the North- 

 ern Pacific slope, into which he is lured 

 by trout and the natural scenery. One who is ac- 

 customed to the willows and alders and jack-pine 

 which line a Wisconsin or Michigan stream, with 

 many an open glade or meadow between, makes 

 here his usual confident dash at a thicket, but finds 

 himself detained. I did not attempt to classify the 

 score or two of specimens which united their per- 

 suasions, but in regard to their general character- 

 istics there is no room for difference of opinion, 

 though there is variety in the way of expressing it. 

 Slender and tough as belt-lacing and spikey as 

 cactus, they first throw one down and then jag him! 

 There is a variety which I have heard variously 

 spoken of as "devil's club" and "devil's cabbage." 

 I looked curiously at a specimen, but did not be- 

 come intimate with it. It is said to be a vegetable 

 scorpion. 



One thinks of cedars as fence-posts or paving 

 blocks. I never saw a large tree of this species 

 before. Here they grow from four to six feet in 

 diameter, and the firs easily reach the height of 



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