John H. Williams, The Guardians of the Columbia
“ Behind us lay Eliot Glacier, sloping to the summit of the kindling peak. Before us rose—an ocean! Mount St. Helens, seen from the Columbia at Vancouver, with railway bridge in foreground. Never was a marine picture of greater [16] stress. No watcher from the crags, none who go down to the sea in ships, ever beheld a scene more awful. Ceaselessly the mighty surges piled up against the ridge at our feet, as if to tear away the solid foundations of the mountain. Towers and castles of foam were built up, huge and white, against the sullen sky, only to hurl themselves into the gulf. ”
