Palomar Mountain is one of the
grandest natural attractions of Southern
California. It is more than a mile in
height. From its lofty “look-outs”
the beautiful bay of San Diego may
be descried, and also the distant
islands of Santa Catalina and San
Clemente. It abounds with gushing
springs, richly timbered table-lands,
deep, rocky canyons, and rugged peaks.
It is one of the favorite resorts of the
writer, who has spent many pleasant
hours in camp near the mysterious
hidden cabin above the “snow white
clouds,” in company with his friend,
the Rev. John L. Pitner, D. D., to
whom these lines are inscribed.