The Planters' banner. [volume] (Franklin, Attakapas Co., Lou.) 1849-1872, 1871-12-13

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The Great Canon Of the Yellowstone.
| The Great Falls are at the head of ono
| of the most remarkable canons in the world
"a gorge through volcanic rocks fifty
miles long. and varying from 1000 to nearly
5000 feet in depth. In its descent through
this wonderful chasm the river falls almost
5000 feet. AT one point where tho passage
has been worn through the mountain range.
our hunters assured Us it was IN ore than a
vertical mile in depth, and the river, broken
into rapids and Cascades, appeared no wider
than ribbon. The brain reels as we gaze
into this profound and solemn solitude. We
shrink from the dizzy verge appalled,, glad
to feel the solid earth under our feet,
| and venture no more, except with forms ex-
tended, and faces barely protruding over
the edge of the precipice. The stiffness is
horrible. Down, down, down, we see the
river attenuated to thread, tossing its
miniature waves. and dashing, with puny
strength, the massive walls which imprison
it, All access to its margin is denied. and
| the dark gray rocks hold it in dismal shadow.
Even the voice of its waters in their con-
vulsive agony cannot be heard. Uncheered
by plant or shrub, obstructed by massive
boulders and by jutting points. it rushes
madly on its solitary course, deeper and
deeper into the bowels Of the rodky frma.
ment. The solemn grandeur of the scene
surpasses description. 1t must be seen to
be left. The sense of danger with which
it impresses you is narrowing in the extreme.
You feel the absence of sound. the oppres-
sion of absolute silence. If you could only
hear that gurgling river. if you could see a
living tree in the depth beneeth you, if o
bird would ily past, if the WIND woutd move
any object in the awful Jfhfehdgt tension Of
the nerses which the scene has excited, and
you would rise from your PROSTATE condi.
tion and thank God that he has permitted
you to gaze, unharmed. upon this majestic
display Of natural architecture As il is.
rrmpurnizing IN spirit with tho deep gloom
of the scene, you crawl from the dreadful
| verge. scared lest the firm rock give wav
beneath, and precipitate you into the hor-
rid gulf.-N. P. Langtord.
A FRIENDS REBUKE.-Some years ago
the attention of people passing near the
drawbridge at Hull. England, gas attracted
by hearing man on barge swearing in q
most awful manner. A Wesleyan minister
spoke to him, but without effect, and the
people waiting till the bridge went down,
had to submit 70 the painful sounds. Pres
emily Quaker came up, and with loud
| voice called out, "Swear on, nan. swear on.
The Wesleyan minister expressed surprise
that he should tell a man who was blasphem-
ing so to swear on. The Quaker said he
could hear there was deal Of bad within
the man, and it wanted to come out.
Whether it was the oddness of the advice
or.whether it was the conscience of.the man
that was touched, he was silent from that
moment, instead of replying with abuse. as
might have been expected. Many months
after one of the bystanders met the same
boatman in Hull, and asked him if he re-
membered when he was swearing so under
the drawbridge when the Quaker spoke to
him. 'Yes, l do" he said land an oath
has never passed my lips since" He
learned afterwards that the boatman had
become an altered man, and the beginning
of his change dotted from the time when the
pious Quaker's strange advice arrested his
attention.