. Echoes from the Rocky Mountains : reminiscences and thrilling incidents of the romantic and golden age of the great West, with a graphic account of its discovery, settlement, and grand development . thecabin wherein he passed his lonely hours, still remain, preserving hisname and appropriately designating them as his own. Within the cabinare still retained his rocker, fragments of the boat which took thefearful leap, and other relics, which were Tom Bells sole companions,and to-day the only memorials of his lone and silent life. Night, says a distinguished explorer,* is the true time toappre
. Echoes from the Rocky Mountains : reminiscences and thrilling incidents of the romantic and golden age of the great West, with a graphic account of its discovery, settlement, and grand development . thecabin wherein he passed his lonely hours, still remain, preserving hisname and appropriately designating them as his own. Within the cabinare still retained his rocker, fragments of the boat which took thefearful leap, and other relics, which were Tom Bells sole companions,and to-day the only memorials of his lone and silent life. Night, says a distinguished explorer,* is the true time toappreciate the full force of the scene surrounding these broken rim of the basin profiled upon a mass of driftingclouds, whose torn openings revealed gleams of pale moonlight andbits of remote sky trembling with misty stars. Intervals of light anddarkness hurriedly followed each other. For a moment the blackgorge would be crowded with forms. Tall cliffs, ramparts of lava,the rugged outlines of islands slumbering on the cataracts brink,faintly luminous from breaking over black rapids, the swift white leapof the river, and a ghostly, formless mist which the canon walls and * Clarence THE LONE MINER GOING OVER THE SHOSHONE ECHOES FROM THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS. 437 far reach of the lower river, were veiled and unveiled again and againand then a mist of black shadow, where nothing could be seen butthe breaks in the black clouds, the rim of the basin, and a vaguewhite center in the universal darkness. Such are Shoshone Falls by night; but the view by daylight issufficient to inspire the loftiest feelings of reverence for the sublimeworks of nature which lead us, like a child led by the hand of itsfather from Nature up to Natures God. CHAPTER XXX. LOST IN THE MOUNTAINS OF MONTANA —WANDERINGS —THE MINERS CAMP — MFGUIDE —THE WILD BEAST IN THE JUNGLE-THE PARDS REGRET —THEGOVERNORS SEARCH PARTY —THE TELEGRAM TO SALT LAKE CITY - RESCUE. It was a bright morning,
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