. The Niagara book : a complete souvenir of Niagara Falls : containing sketches, stories and essays--descriptive, humorous, historical and scientific. e of rock, with no more pathor rail, hugging myself against a slippery wall ofstone. The water clutched my feet furiously. Neitherthe burly guide nor the stranger who had accom-panied me was to be seen. I started to go forward,but as I turned a mass of water struck me tried to find the stairs, but a worse dash of waterfrom the other side outdid the first. Facing thewall again I waited, perhaps thirty seconds, won-dering, when sudden
. The Niagara book : a complete souvenir of Niagara Falls : containing sketches, stories and essays--descriptive, humorous, historical and scientific. e of rock, with no more pathor rail, hugging myself against a slippery wall ofstone. The water clutched my feet furiously. Neitherthe burly guide nor the stranger who had accom-panied me was to be seen. I started to go forward,but as I turned a mass of water struck me tried to find the stairs, but a worse dash of waterfrom the other side outdid the first. Facing thewall again I waited, perhaps thirty seconds, won-dering, when suddenly the guide appeared with thefrightened Frenchman whom he had pursued to thetop of the stairs, and there recaptured. It was a lone-some introduction to the place, but we moved on nowtogether through the water, clinging desperately withour toes through the felt to whatever foothold wecould discover, and glad to have the support of ourhands as well as feet. Dignity in such a place, andsuch a costume, is the last thing to be blinded, quite deafened, gasping,—the agitationof the nerves is too great at first for observation ; but. A bit of the American Falls fronri below the Cave of the Winds—Winter, WHAT TO SEE. 35 soon the eye learns how to follow the curving innersurface of the falling water, half translucent and ofshifting colors, far up to where it leaves the line of thecliff above. It learns to overcome the twilight andgather outlines of black, terraced rocks, dripping withstreams of sleet, that form the amphitheatre of the learn to step fearlessly into the churning water,towards the Fall, knowing that the rebound of thecataract is so violent that even if you lost your footingyou would only be thrust roughly back against theterraces. It is soon over. A brief climb up the ledgesbrings you to dry rock and the bright sun again, butyou have seen a cave of ^olus such as Virgil neverdreamed of. Henceforth the lines in the opening pagesof the ^neid : Hi
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