. Niagara falls in miniature .. . shed across their faces and mouths, blinding andchoking them. Laughter sounds wild and unearthly in thethunder of the falling waters and the pistol-shots hammering on ones head. Still fur-ther down the slippery steps go these threefigures; and the roar increases; and the wildgusts rage with fiercer violence, as if theywould whirl these three yellow phantomsinto mid-air. The last of the woodensteps is reached; the travelers are on slipperyrocks; and now before them is a vast andgloomy cave, and there is a wild whirlpoolof lashing water in it, and beyond it, be-
. Niagara falls in miniature .. . shed across their faces and mouths, blinding andchoking them. Laughter sounds wild and unearthly in thethunder of the falling waters and the pistol-shots hammering on ones head. Still fur-ther down the slippery steps go these threefigures; and the roar increases; and the wildgusts rage with fiercer violence, as if theywould whirl these three yellow phantomsinto mid-air. The last of the woodensteps is reached; the travelers are on slipperyrocks; and now before them is a vast andgloomy cave, and there is a wild whirlpoolof lashing water in it, and beyond it, be-tween the travelers and the outside world isa blinding wall of water, torn by the windinto sheets of grey and white, and plungingdown as if it would reach the very centre ofthe earth. The roar is indescribable. Andhow is it that the rushing currents of windinvariably sweep upward, as if to fight thefalling masses of white water, and go whirl-ing a smoke of foam all about the higherreaches of this awful cavern ? — William
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