This booklet will serve as guide, and be an interesting and accurate record of your trip through beautiful and historic Crystal River Valley.
Marian M. Paschal Marble and Fort Collins, Colo. La Paz, Bolivia, South America
[Illustration: CHAIR MOUNTAIN, CRYSTAL RIVER AND HIGHWAY—just above Hays Creek Falls, nine miles below Marble. Lower road was the Crystal River & San Juan railroad bed, converted to a road in 1945. The upper road (Bunker Hill road) was used for general transportation prior to this time. Beautiful Chair Mountain, covered with snow, can be seen in the background. —_Photo courtesy_ John B. Schutte, Glenwood Spgs., Colo.]
_Crystal River Saga Lore of the Colorado Rockies_
MARBLE _via_ Carbondale, Colorado U. S. A.
COPYRIGHT © 1959 _by_ Theresa V. Francis _and_ Will L. Francis
1st Edition, 1959, 5,000 Copies 2nd Edition, 1962, 5,000 Copies 3rd Edition, 1966, 5,000 Copies
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[Illustration: HOME OF THE AUTHOR—She has lived in this house since coming to Marble in 1923. —_Photo courtesy_ Glen L. Gebhardt, Denver, Colo.]
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I came to Marble, Colo. in 1923 while it was still a very active thriving little city. My first husband, Theodore (Ted) A. Herman, worked in the marble mill almost twenty years: then after a few years sickness he died, and I remained a widow over eleven years, never leaving Marble except for brief visits with relatives. Many times during these winters I was the only person in town, yet I was never bored or afraid. The telephone company kept my phone in good working order and I received my mail three times a week. I had a good radio, loved to read, write letters, and do my pyro-plastic work to sell at the stand (Ken’s Pop Stand) during the summers. This stand was started by my grandson, Kenneth E. Herman, in 1948, as a nestegg for his college education. When I quit teaching school in 1952, we ran it together until 1956 when he graduated from South High School in Denver and felt he must find a more lucrative job. I have run it alone since.