years no saloon has existed, the moral and intellectual tone of the people 

 is of the highest. 



Churches of every denomination flourish here, a public library of 

 unusual merit is universally patronized, a public school system with a corps 

 of teachers of the highest rank, such as to produce work of excellent 

 quality, is here maintained. Throop Polytechnic Institute, a school of both 

 secondary and college rank, is one of the best known institutions of its 

 kind in the country. It has had a marvelous growth in the last few years 

 and is rapidly developing into an engineering college ranking with the best 

 schools of the East. A new site of twenty acres has been purchased, 

 plans for a group of buildings are well under way, and construction will 

 soon begin. 



The Solar Observatory of the Carnegie Institution, located on Mt. 

 Wilson, is known the world over among scientists. Owing to the clearness 

 and constancy of the atmosphere the opportunities for solar work are 

 here unequaled. 



SAN TA C RUZ 



SIDONA V. JOHNSON 



^ ^ ^^ ANTA CRUZ by the Sea!" Just a few little words with which 

 ^^^ to conjure! O'er the thirty thousand or more recreation 

 ^^^ seekers who journey hither every summer they weave a dreamy 

 spell in which the eye and ear of the mind feast gratefully 

 from protecting, environing mountains to the alluring, opalescent Bay 

 of Monterey, with rythmical surf swinging gentle undulations upon sloping, 

 sandy beach, bold cliff and crag, or pounding 'gainst cave and rock and 

 beach — ominuous, suppressed thunder, whose sublime significance cannot 

 escape the apprehension of even the vision beholder. Here is the ever- 

 enthralling charm of mystery, the great interrogation point, the unanswer- 

 able teasing Why in a setting so picturesque, so richly endowed by nature 

 that the mind once fortunate enough to have been exposed to this com- 

 posite glamour of sea and mountain ever after prints readily a vivid repro- 

 duction of the indescribable picture. Here, 'neath sunny skies, in an 

 atmosphere glistening with exhilarating, briny, electric freshness, is to 

 be found everything to delight artist, poet, dreamer, health, rest and 

 pleasure-seeker, sportsman, philosopher, literator, and the feast is spread 

 for twelve months in the year. 



"All things to all men" is this quaint yet modern, thriving, and alert 

 yet restful city by the unresting sea. And its diversified charm by no 

 means ends with the so-called summer season. As the prescribed "season" 

 draws to a close in September, and the thousands upon thousands of 

 summer guests "fold their tents like the Arabs, and as silently steal 

 away," we lucky ones privileged to remain all the year wonder that the 

 departing visitors do not leave even more reluctantly than they do, for 

 just as they are going the brisk, invigorating summer melts into an ideally 

 languorous autumn which does not bring with it even one touch of the 

 sadness so obstrusively present in other climes when all signs indicate that 

 summer is about at an end. By the sheltered shores of the Bay of Monterey, 

 though the calendar carries us forward over the autumn months to the 

 winter season, summer does not wave her farewells; on the contrary, with 

 bright smiling face she affirms her determined disposition to remain with us. 

 This is New Year's Day, 1908, and the writer has been in the garden 

 gathering roses, lilies, geraniums, daisies, gillyflowers, heliotrope, and 

 much other bloom and fragrance to replace similar decorations gathered 

 for Christmas. The sun is high in a June-blue sky, the twitter of birds 

 In the garden is the more musical because of a heavy, roaring accompani- 

 ment from the surf beating against the nearby shore with an impetus 

 born not of local conditions, but coming as an undulating message from 

 some tumultous otherwhere. On the sunny porch the thermometer regis- 



