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Title: Across the Continent by the Lincoln Highway

Author: Effie Price Gladding

Release Date: August 2, 2010 [EBook #33320]

Language: English

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[Illustration: Lincoln Highway near Soda Springs, Cal.]

ACROSS THE CONTINENT

BY

THE LINCOLN HIGHWAY

[Illustration]

_By_

EFFIE PRICE GLADDING

_ILLUSTRATED BY PHOTOGRAPHS_

NEW YORK
BRENTANO'S
1915

_Copyright_, 1915,
BY
EFFIE PRICE GLADDING

Manufactured by
Rowland & Ives
225 Fifth Avenue
New York

_Dedicated to
Lovers of the open road and the flying wheel._

"My country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing."

CONTENTS

PAGE

INTRODUCTION 7

CHAPTER I 11

CHAPTER II 22

CHAPTER III 37

CHAPTER IV 57

CHAPTER V 76

CHAPTER VI 92

CHAPTER VII 111

CHAPTER VIII 142

CHAPTER IX 169

CHAPTER X 191

CHAPTER XI 210

CHAPTER XII 227

CHAPTER XIII 257

INTRODUCTION

A FOREWORD THAT IS A RETROSPECT

From the Pacific to the Atlantic by the Lincoln Highway, with California
and the Virginias and Maryland thrown in for good measure! What a tour
it has been! As we think back over its miles we recall the noble pines
and the towering Sequoias of the high Sierras of California; the
flashing water-falls of the Yosemite, so green as to be called Vernal,
so white as to be called Bridal Veil; the orchards of the prune, the
cherry, the walnut, the olive, the almond, the fig, the orange, and the
lemon, tilled like a garden, watered by the hoarded and guarded streams
from the everlasting hills; and the rich valleys of grain, running up to
the hillsides and dotted by live oak trees. We recall miles of vineyard
under perfect cultivation