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In 1853, the Washington Territory was formed from part of the Oregon Territory. Washington became the 42nd state on November 11, 1889.
Washington shares borders with the Pacific Ocean to the west, Oregon to the south, Idaho to the east, and British Columbia, Canada to the north. Washington is famous for scenery of breathtaking beauty and sharp contrasts. High mountains rise above evergreen forests and sparkling coastal waters. Its coastal location and Puget Sound harbors give it a leading role in trade with Alaska, Canada, and the Pacific Rim.
The deep forests of the Olympic Peninsula are among the rainiest places in the world but the flat semi-desert land that lies east of the Cascade Mountains stretches for long distances without a single tree. Snow-covered peaks tower above the foothills and lowlands around them. Mount Rainier, the highest mountain, in the state, appears to "float" on the horizon, southeast of Seattle and Tacoma.
See also Washington City Government
===Arts and culture==
early Californian history have fairly recorded. It is not my
the usual good-humored lawlessness and extravagance of the rest of
evolution of the city. They were undoubtedly sincere. The
early experience must, therefore, be taken as purely personal and
am writing of what interested me at the time, though not perhaps of
for employment; a full week in my eager absorption of the strange
and incidents of those days, which start out of my memory to-day as
called,--the night.html">night.html">night of "steamer day,"--preceding the departure of
San Francisco may be said to have lived from steamer day to steamer
period, and accounts settled. The next.html">next day was the turning of a
So recognized was the fact that even ordinary changes of condition,
see what I can do after next steamer day" was the common cautious
earner--and to him a night of festivity. The thoroughfares were
myself at such times wandering along the City Front, as the
were burning all night, the first streaks of dawn finding the
lines of warehouses lining the insecure wharves of rotten piles,
become streets,--their treacherous yawning depths, with the
lap and gurgle of the tide. I remember the weird stories of
had fallen and gasped their life away. I remember the two or three
before, built in between warehouses, their bows projecting into the
freedom in their beautiful curves, which the abutting houses could
spaced ports and cabin windows lit up by the lamps of the prosaic
transformed into a hotel, retained its name, the Niantic, and part
old tenants--the rats--who had increased and multiplied to such an
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