That morning of June 7th, hatless, coatless, looking more like a black than a white man, he stood on the ruins of his dearly loved plant, chewed his cigar and reflected. Within an hour he had men at work building other foundations and at noon was back in the city presiding over a meeting that sent the thousands so sorely needed in Seattle to Johnstown. was his spirit and the spirit of Seattle. Without a dollar in the world he managed to rebuild that plant and the brothers had so far prospered in 1896 as to build the great torpedo boat Rowan and to exceed the speed required. What wonder they succeeded? Nothing could keep them down. The man who reached the Pacific coast, a penniless boy, hardly able to read and write, is to-day a famous mathematician, and probably not a man living has a better knowledge of his profession. The situation of Seattle is superior to that A THEATRE IN MADISON PARK, SEATTLE of all the other cities of western Washington. The weather is never very cold nor is it ever very hot. The extreme temperature of winter is about eighteen or twenty degrees and of summer eighty-five to ninety degrees. The death rate is lower than that in any other city in the United States. Looking southward, Mount Rainier, the loftiest dome of ice and snow in all the States is first seen. Rising apparently from the tideflats to a height of nearly three miles, its dazzling brilliancy causes the stranger to stand amazed. From its amazed. From its very base apparently, winds out a sparkling stream, to end in the blue of the great bay. To the west, a cape extends out into the Sound, looking like the battlements and ruins of some old-world castle. Stretching northward is Bainbridge Island. Between it and the mainland, winds a narrow but deep channel to Port Orchard's circular THE SAME STREET TO-DAY The signs and buildings have changed. The street is paved, there are trolley lines, electric lights, telegraph and telephone wires-and no one is standing still PRODUCTS FROM THE FARMING REGIONS FOR THE ORIENT and land-locked lagoon, where is the Bremerton United States navy yard with the largest and best dry-dock on the Pacific coast and one of the largest in the world. At the extreme northwestern point of Seattle, is Magnolia Bluff, where the United States government has acquired one thousand acres and where extensive fortifications and heavy guns have been placed. Two regiments will be stationed here at all times and the transportation of men, horses, provisions, fodder and munitions of war will be, as now, enormous. Still farther north rises mighty Mount Baker, big brother and neighbor of the ice-mantled Monte Cristos of the Cascade range. Stretching southward, to Mount Rainier, a wall of ice, snow and rock, between the sand country and the Eastern world are the Cascades, a barrier no longer because of two great trans-continental tunnels. Fifty miles distant, these mountains are yet so near that their glaciers, waterfalls and snow fields sparkle in the sunlight. When President James J. Hill of the Great Northern R. R. proposed terminating his transcontinental line in Seattle and establishing the line of Oriental steamers, he was welcomed, promised support, and asked to pay a fair price for what he got in the way of land and privileges. He came and has put millions into yards, docks and elevators. His Cascade tunnel, completed but a few months ago, is one of the costliest and longest tunnels in the world. He declares in his public speeches that one acre of Washington timber is more valuable and furnishes more valuable freight for shipment than an acre of wheat with an annual yield of twenty-five bushels for one hundred. years; that Seattle is nearer the Orient and has advantages over all Pacific ports; that it will have a population of half a million within fifteen years. As an evidence of his faith, he will add to his fleet, and is now building two vessels that will carry more than one thousand car-loads of freight each. They will |