POINTS OF INTEREST 



ALONG THE ROUTE TO 



DULTTTH, ASHLAND, ETO., OVER THE 0., ST P.. M. & 0. RT. 



Bright and beautiful is the scene that greets us at every turn, as 

 we wind among the hills and through the valleys of enchanting 

 Wisconsin Every moment seems to bring us something of increas- 

 ing interest. Every village or hamlet becomes an Eden of a brighter 

 hue. The valleys broaden, the hills become higher and the trees 

 and grass appear greener, as we more along. 



From Madison, Wisconsin's proud and beautiful capital, with its 

 grand State institutions, including an historical library unequalled 

 in the west; until our journey ends at Ashland, Bayfield, Duluth 

 or St. Paul, there is one continuous panorama which the traveler 

 never fails to admire. Charming, exquisite, words do not express the 

 delights of such a tour A scene from New England — a village 

 nestled beneath the hills of a far reaching valley; pretty white cot- 

 tages, garlanded with vines and half hidden from view by the 

 greenest of trees, stud the brooklet and swiftly running river from 

 mossy bank to the rising hill on either side. Such is not one, but 

 many sights that welcome the tourist and the sportsman to the land 

 of sweet repose. One is apt to moralize and wonder if such scenes 

 are really of earth. Can it be that poverty and wickedness exist 

 here as elsewhere ? Is not everything beautiful within these pleas- 

 ure gardens; these clean white homes? Are not the maidens of the 

 fairest type, the mothers handsome and gracious, and the men all 

 proud, honest and kind ? 



The train moves on, and we have now reached the Wisconsin 

 River. All eyes are fixed upon the scene before and beneath us. 

 The glassy tranquil waters, the languid woods basking breathless 

 and quivering in the sultry glare, the tree and vine-covered island, 

 the thicket, the marsh and the prairie, all far below us and reaching 

 towards the setting sun, present a picture never to be forgotten. We 

 are now at Merrimac, a few miles more and we will have arrived at 

 Devil's Lake, where vast rocks, crystal waters and an hospitable 



