Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1872-08-15

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I seveDty-five feet beneath where yo,
stand. But let us see if we canno
descend by some other way. Drcctl,
back of us is a fearful chasm-not th,
bloody one mentioned by Horace
! but
deep, ,s ,,, romantic chasm, which slanted dowr
referred to by Coleridge. Its sides
, are rough steep, and Shiny, and il
would seem that no mortal feet eve
did or could gain resting. place onr
them. But hearing voice coming uu
from iis hollow depths, we approach
the brink and look. About half way
down, on the opposite side, stands the
'entursoEe Elwell on projecting
rock, shouting at the top of his voice
II see it J see it Oh what a mag
nifcent sight" 'sSee ,rhat!" we ask.
why, where the water comes in from
the sea, at high tide, and spouts up
through this horn. as lis called. Come
down here, Davis" He could 90 no
iarther, but of course our desire to
see the bottom of the horn nerved us
| 10 the daring feat of dropping down
from one projecting rock TO another
until We reached it. There, from a
shelving rock, we could see through the
tunnei into the ocean beyond. The
tunnel IS some twenty-five feet long bv
Ten vide and five high. The tide had
began TO come in, but as the ascent of
the morn would be more perilous than
the descent, our ambition to 90 through
the passage increased. Watching our
opportunity when the rolling waves
receded, We darted into it, unconscious
oil the '~bevond :" but came out all
right on the oceans side, picked our
way up the winding rocky path refer
red 10 Just now, and joined Cur friends
as they were wondering if we hadn't
been washed away, having heard moth,
ing OF US since they saw us make the
dive to go-they knew not where. We
then descended the winding stairway
together. and the whole party skipped
II through the tunnel and took look
'up the spout When the tide is at
It's height. the tunnel is led and dur .
ing a storm, when the waves roll in |
spouting up through the horn with a
terrible roar, filling the air and cover |
ing the rocks with its briny spray. No I
one should visit tile island without at
least taking peep into "Spouting /
Horn"
Returning 10 our carriages from this
point, We drove 10 within about "A mil.
OF ''Grcat Head and Newport Bench"
the former one Of the ronshest pilcs
of mountain rock old nature ever hean
ed +: filed IN with deep fissures ,nd
dotted ali over with impossible b,ul.
ders to.cTtng in jag@nd "Y.,;,a oroen
i...i.,,- ,ha .atiar ':lsSt' III Newport
Mountain. At one point on Great
Head is Il place that might tie named
the Lovers Leap almost all wonder
iul places have one. we hellevc-where
man or woman could make "a run of
about 30 feet across a clean. Hat ledge.
and plunge into the water some 100
feet below-if they wanted to What
a leap. Ugh! 1t makes one shiver to
think Of it. Imagine some loye-sick
swain making that run, aud taking that
leap. 1t were better to die for ones
country on the battlefield, than To hate
self or woman bad enough for that.
We should prefer TO lie quietly down
in the placid waters Of that beautiful
little pool bit higher up the bluff.
and
.'~leep our life out -wectly there"
By the way, this little sheet of water
is not much larger than common par
lor, but it's mystery. The water is
always there-just so much OF it-on
a barren rock, with no perceivable out
let or inlet. Where does it come from: |
Taking a circuit ramble of about two
miles-whch must have been more /
than twice that distance rs we travel |
ed. over small mountains. down into |
ravines. and around scrub spruce. |
bushes. and other obstacles TO an "air
line"-we arrived at a farm house near |
the beach. spread our table cloths on
the ground in the shade cast by Il
clump Of mixed trees, brought refresh |
ments from our carriages, Il short dis |
tance away. treated ourselves to hard |
tack, sandwiches, boi.ed eggs, dough-
nuts and cheese, and water which had |
felt more sun than ice, flies with butter |
on them, and then were up and away
for the city, where We arrived about |
six o'clock, as wearied, "faygcd out"
sunburnt 4 crowd OF individuals rs
ever came in from days excursion
among the mountains and caves. high
WAYS and bv-ways Of Mt Desert. In
fact, we overdid the thing. and few had
sufficient courage and strength left To
..do up" any more of the sights until
Saturday.
The drive to Otter Creek and the
Cliffs through the Gorge. we missed,
feeling too much FUSED up" But it is
counted one OF the grandest drives on
the island Bro. Elwell Of the Ifdn-
script, who is a great admirer of nature
in her rougher forms, was one of the
party, and speaks thus of the Gorge
"The road through this Gorge, rough
as mountain pass should be, is one
continuous bower, bordered by the
most beautiful ferns, columned by state
| ly frs and spruce, aud oyer-arched by
| graceful birches. In this wild retreat
| of nature fashion fares hard, for 1eaiy
fingers sweep off all display Of head
| gear and compel frequent Obeisance to
the deities of the wood. Close on eitl,-
er hand rise the perpendicular cliffs of
the mountain, those OF Kebo ascending
| in series of narrow rocky shelves, eacA
bearing its dark growth of evergreens,
aud thus clothing the precipice with tier
| ON AT iiVlnr a.