The road does not extend quite to 

 Lake Cushman, so we were trans- 

 ferred bag and baggage to a boat 

 and rowed about half a mile up the 

 Skokomish river, to the lower end 

 of the lake. Here we paused and 

 gazed enraptured at the scene. 



Before us lay the lake, and, re- 

 flected in its mirror-like surface the 

 grand view beyond. Mt. Ellinor 



MT. ELLINOR FROM LAKE CUSHMAN. 



and Mt. Rose rising, with their 

 sharp, snow-covered peaks, from 

 the very water's edge, made a fit- 

 ting background for the beautiful 

 scene. To the left was the hotel, 

 amid its grove of cotton-wood, and 

 still farther to the left the pictu- 

 resque cottages of Russell Homan, 

 with their artistic grounds, brilliant 

 with flowers. A row of three-quar- 

 ters of a mile brought us to this de- 

 lightful place, and for several days, 

 while making preparations for the 



