. 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 . found fountains burstingfrom the rock high over-head and their spray in thesunshine formed the gemsof beauty dazzling the , the rocks were cov-ered with mosses and fernsand bright flowering plantsThis is Vaseys Paradisenamed in honor of thebotanist. It rained, and as thedrops fell, little rills randown the marble storm increased, andgreat streams rolled the redsand in bright ri
. 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 . found fountains burstingfrom the rock high over-head and their spray in thesunshine formed the gemsof beauty dazzling the , the rocks were cov-ered with mosses and fernsand bright flowering plantsThis is Vaseys Paradisenamed in honor of thebotanist. It rained, and as thedrops fell, little rills randown the marble storm increased, andgreat streams rolled the redsand in bright rivers andcascades over the walls andit was now seen how themarble had been polished bythe wash of the ages. The explorers startedfrom Green River City, as wewill remember, on May 24th,1809. On the thirteenth dayof August of the same yearthey entered the walls of the marble canon. Grand Canon and buried themselves in the bosom of the earth three-quarters of a mile from the upper world. It was not, however,without misgivings that this brave band of explorers entered thegloomy depths of this vast, unknown and awful pathway to thetomb of roaring waters that sang always their own rude dirge 230 ECHOES FROM THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS. All the perils they had passed were as nothing to those they nowencountered. Their journey at well nigh every step was beset bycascades and cataracts. Ledges of rock jutted into the stream, theirtops just below the surface, sometimes rising above, and pinnacles, andtowers broke the swift stream into chutes and whirlpools, and fallsfifty feet high. Suddenly a great roar burst upon them. It was the sound ofmight) rapids, where there was a descent of eighty feet to a third of amile, where the rushing waters broke into great waves on the rocksand lashed themselves into a mad white foam. There was no was no retreat. The rapids must be run. First on the crest ofa glassy wave, then hurled suddenty into the trough of the sea, up anddown they wen
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