Litchfield enquirer., 1870-03-31

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 tain. Weber river at the base, some 100 feet below. splashing and roaring along, as If angry at the approach of man.
 THE DEVILS CATE.
 For over 40 miles we follow this river more closely, walled in on both sides by solid rocks almost excluding the rays of the sun. It would take volumes to speak of all points of interest andI will confine myself to the Serrated Slide and Devils Gate not wishing to tire your readers with repetitions, as the entire way through these ''Sister Canyons" is one grand suc- cession of massive walls of solid rocks ever varying in shape and beauty. The Serra- ted Rocks or Devils slide consist of nar- row slabs. standing on end. from fifty to two hundred feet high, seeming to have been forced out of the mountain side. There are two of these walls, parallel to each oth- or, running at distance of 300 feet apart, and extending up the mountain side as far as the eye can reach. Passing swiftly along we loose sight of these sights. only to be gratified by others far more wonder full, now passing through tunnels of solid rocks, some over 500 feet in length, open ing into little dells of great heauty, thence to shelving paths made out of the side of solid rocks, then shooting across the river on trestle work. many, many feet above the roaring torrent, and. again borrowing un- der the points of rocky promonto tories. Then we rush through narrow gorges whose walls close in and almost exclude the light of day, now turning a rugged point we emerge into widening of the Canyon and pause seemingly to take breath and prepare for what lies in store be- yond. Weber station, small Mormon settlement, lies locked in these mountain fastnesses. From here we proceed along the river and rocks, on one side, some ten miles, when we approach what seems an impenetrable barrier and stop at the Dev- ills Gate Station, surrounded by towering mountains. The whistle sounds, we turn point, and here behold what surpasses the power of description. The mountains seem here to have been doye-tailed togeth- or and rudely torn asunder to allow the riv- or to pass through, leaving only narrow ohasn, uith perpendicnlar i,,.4;nG rnnlrs. from 2.500 to 5000 in height, with scarce. ly width to allow the river to pass through. Here the road passes along over the stream for 6 great distance on trestle work raised some 50 feet above the seething cauldron of water, while above us the rocks project over, looking frowningly upon us as we slowly wind our way slowly through this witoh's cauldron. The scenery is wild be- yond even the power of imagination. We gaze on this scene with feeling of awe and wonder. vainly trying to analyze our feelings, calm them, ,and if possible believe our own sight. What fearful forces must have combined to produce such chasm. Centuries must have come and gone since that mighty convulsion shook the earth to it's very center, producing such wonders. And still they stand bidding defiance to time and his -laborers. We leave them, pas sing the last black buttress which guards the finest scenery I have ever seen. As I so express myself. Dave replied ''New York, you hav'nt seen anything yet. Wait till we get to the Sierras." cannot yet be- believe, however, that such scenery can be surpassed. All at once the 'Iight of day. begins again to look natural, and we get our first glimpse of Salt Lake Valley, spreading out in its great beauty. The feeling is that we have been out of the world and are just returning to it again, when, before we can come to any definite conclusion, we arrive at Unitah Station. Here we once more breathed freely, bid- ding adieu to the beauties behind, and welcoming those before This is the distrib- uting point for Salt Lake City, and here we take stage for the city, 30 miles dis tant.
 BEYOND SALT LAKE.
 Your readers are, presume, conversant with the location and surroundings of Salt Lake City and I will not tire them with repetitions. l only say if any of you visit that city patronize the Mormons exclus- lively, don't even look at a "Gentile"-as they are called-and you will be all right. I was kindly presented with letter of in. troduction to e''Married Man, Brigham, by Mir. L., of Alexandria, Va, and receiv- cd cordial welcome. My stay was short short,in consequence of intelligence receiv- ed from the Telegraph Operator that I was wanted in California. After quick survey of Harem. Taberna- cle, Temple &c., Sc. I found myself again at Unitah, bound for the west. For some eight miles we pass through fertile lands. at last reaching Ogden. This town is strictly Mormon, and has a struggling ap- pearance usual to settlements occupied by that people. The houses are some distance apart-some quite pretty-and surrounded by gardens and orchards. Judging from their extensive families, this provision seems providential. What seems strange