. To California and back;. ited. And the existence of the cUff-dwellings isascribed to the exigencies of that dark period, whenthe inhabitants of the plateau, unable to cope withthe superior energy, intelligence and numbers of thedescending hordes, devised theSfC unassailable re-treats. All their quaintness and antiquity cannotconceal the deep pathos of their being, for tragedyis written all over these poor hovels hung betweenearth and sky. Their builders hold no smallest nichein recorded history. Their aspirations, their strug-gles and their fate are all unwritten, save on thesecrumbling ston
. To California and back;. ited. And the existence of the cUff-dwellings isascribed to the exigencies of that dark period, whenthe inhabitants of the plateau, unable to cope withthe superior energy, intelligence and numbers of thedescending hordes, devised theSfC unassailable re-treats. All their quaintness and antiquity cannotconceal the deep pathos of their being, for tragedyis written all over these poor hovels hung betweenearth and sky. Their builders hold no smallest nichein recorded history. Their aspirations, their strug-gles and their fate are all unwritten, save on thesecrumbling stones, which are their sole monument andmeager epitaph. Here once they dwelt. They leftno other print on Time. At an equal distance to the north of Flagstaff,among the cinder-buried cones, is one whose sum-mit commands a wide-sweeping view of the its apex, in the innumerable spout-holes thatwere the outlet of ancient eruptions, are the cave-dwellings, around many of which rude stone-wallsstill stand. The story of t
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