Haynes new guide and motorists' complete road log of Yellowstone National Park . chasm. And the stillness, solemnas midnight, profound as death. The water dashing there,as in a kind of agony, against these you cannot hear. Themighty distance lays the finger of silence on its white are oppressed with a sense of danger. It is as thoughthe vastness would soon force you from the rock to whichyou cling. The silence, the sheer depth, the gloom burdenyou. It is a relief to feel the firm earth beneath your feetagain, as you carefully crawl back from your perching place.*But this is not all, n
Haynes new guide and motorists' complete road log of Yellowstone National Park . chasm. And the stillness, solemnas midnight, profound as death. The water dashing there,as in a kind of agony, against these you cannot hear. Themighty distance lays the finger of silence on its white are oppressed with a sense of danger. It is as thoughthe vastness would soon force you from the rock to whichyou cling. The silence, the sheer depth, the gloom burdenyou. It is a relief to feel the firm earth beneath your feetagain, as you carefully crawl back from your perching place.*But this is not all, nor is the half yet told. As soon asyou can stand it, go out on that jutting rock again and markthe sculpturing of God upon those vast and solemn walls.(By dash of wind and wave, by forces of the frost, by file ofsnow plunge and glacier and mountain torrents, by the hotibreath of boiling springs, those walls have been cut into themost various and surprising shapes. I have seen the * middleage* castles along the Rhine: there those castles are repro- YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK 99. FROM THE SUMMIT OF MT. WASHBURN, 10,100 FEET duced exactly. I have seen the soaring summit of the greatcathedral spires in the country beyond the sea; there theystand in prototype, only loftier and more sublime. And then, of course, and almost beyond all else, you arefascinated by the magnificence and utter opulence of are not simple gray and hoary depths, and reaches anddomes and pinnacles of sullen rock. The whole gorge is as though rainbows had fallen out of the sky and hungthemselves there like glorious ibanners. The underlying coloris the clearest yellow; this flushes onward into orange. Downat the base the deepest mosses unroll their draperies of themost vivid green; ibrowns, sweet and soft, do their blending;white rocks stand spectral; turrets of rock shoot up as crim-son as though they were drenched through with blood. It isa wilderness of color. It is impossible that even th
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