All The Way Over To Port Townsend The Olympic Mountains Well Maintain
Their Massive, Imposing Grandeur, And Present Their Elaborately Carved
Summits In Clear Relief, Many Of Which Are Out Of Sight In Coming Up
The Strait On Account Of Our Being Too Near The Base Of The Range.
Turn to them as often as we may, our admiration only grows the warmer
the longer we dwell upon them.
The highest peaks are Mount Constance
and Mount Olympus, said to be about eight thousand feet high.
In two or three hours after leaving Victoria, we arrive at the
handsome little town of Port Townsend, situated at the mouth of Puget
Sound, on the west side. The residential portion of the town is set
on the level top of the bluff that bounds Port Townsend Bay, while
another nearly level space of moderate extent, reaching from the base
of the bluff to the shoreline, is occupied by the business portion,
thus making a town of two separate and distinct stories, which are
connected by long, ladder-like flights of stairs. In the streets of
the lower story, while there is no lack of animation, there is but
little business noise as compared with the amount of business
transacted. This in great part is due to the scarcity of horses and
wagons. Farms and roads back in the woods are few and far between.
Nearly all the tributary settlements are on the coast, and
communication is almost wholly by boats, canoes, and schooners.
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