Here’s Death Valley

For the arm-chair traveler motivated by curiosity and a desire for entertainment and information, and for the motorized tourist seeking the thrills of unique and spectacular natural beauty in an unspoiled though convenient section of America—this is a volume of vast potential enjoyment and profit.

Although it covers a period of ninety-one years—all within the memory of one man who testifies again and again within its pages—it will be read with the gripping narrative interest of a first-rate novel. And it will be preserved as the most entertaining reference work on the subject yet compiled.

It is a mine of information, amusement, history, geography, geology, tears and laughter, richer than the fabulous mine of Death Valley Scotty. For example, it even tells you where the original Scotty mine was located, and indicates what the sources of Walter Scott’s income have been ever since he quit the Buffalo Bill Show in New York forty years ago.

Scored of vivid and virile characters walk through these pages from the heroic immigrants, the first whites to see Death Valley, lost within its terrors in 1849, to the Master of Science who now explains it to thousands of visitors attracted every years by its good roads, its comforts and luxuries in a setting inconceivably primitive. Gold, silver, copper, lead, borax, and all the wild and mild life to which they gave inspiration are here.

This is American history, enlivened by anecdote, inspiring and completely satisfying.