The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-08-11

aunts over the rock you feel
Il heaIlhful WEAKNESS, and it is good
to rest at night. What rest! 1t invigor-
ates as no other can, for when the glorious
old sun stoops behind the mountain, a cool
refreshing breeze follows in his purple
wake and heavy covering takes the place OF
mosquito netting and you awake in the
morning feeling refreshed and ready Tor
the pleasures that the day may bring forth,
That familiarity bred of contempt IS no
where to my knowledge more apparent,
than in Colorado and is eXemplihed in the
| indifferent manner in which the mirer
works. He seems to WELD his pick with
out thought of the towering peaks above
| HIM, whose SUBMITS are lost in the clouds,
nor of the awful chasms below, into which
one false step would dash him in thous-
and pieces. Not SO with the tourist, or one
who sees it from scientific view, his every
step aud movement, is guarded with selfish
/
care. Yet wonder some Of them don't for:
get themselves and become lost in admira-
! ton as did on my ascent to Pixies Peak
on foot, by moonlight, There were four OF
US in the party, and we started several
hours before the moon came up When we
| plunged into China Canon the darkness
became intense, and as We CROPPED along IN
the dark, and heard the water rushing mad
ly on, hundreds of feet below us. We
could not suppress a feeling of dread that
came over US, lest we should be sent head
long into the stream so tar below and dash
ed to pieces on the rocks, for each could see
the other in front ami the dim outlines OF
the narrow path, but that was all he could
see, and not one would say stop, so we went
about four miles in that way. When sud-
denly
THE curtains Of nigh, were pinned back by the
stars,
And the beautiful moon leaped into the skies
And as she smiled her sllvery light upon
the beautiful scenery, the reflection seemed
to have an overpowerng influence upon
me, and | could not resist the temptation
to look back just here we were passing
over a very high precipice something over
a hundred feet high. looked back, and
. h. la, n,rhuntipf tbpt | for
got my peril in admiration for the grandeur
before me, walked on looking over my
shoulder, when suddenly l stepped out of
the path, and felt myself going over, but |
Immediately regained my presence of mind,
and by the friendly aid OF my stick, kept
my balance, for it WAS gradual slope OF
ground instead Of the perpendicular over
which had just passed and mad II hap
pened one minute sooner, never could
have saved myself and by the time | had
reached the bottom there would not have
been enough Of me left to have proven my
identity. My heart danced with joy at my
escape from such a horrible fate, and
lived long enough to eat a snow ball from
the peak.
If Colorado can feel a tlnge OF pride at
the mines that scar and temperate, Of the
fields that bloom, and valleys of smiling
verdure glowing under the rays of the sun
and sweet with brilliant flowers, she Ger.
tainly has an equal right to be proud Of the
mighty range sweeping across, rent, torn,
assuming thousand shapes, yet always
reaching upward, each crest with crown
Of purity saying as they stand there in
their silent granducr. Behold US! We
are kings But they have a majority that
is foreign to loyalty. They elevate man tc
higher place Of thought, awaken feelings
of reverence. They create awe and won.
der at SINE unknown greatness, and teach
| him by their vsstness and silence to bow to
an Almighty power. 1t Is not in abroad
general way like this altogether, but The
architect of the mountains has followed a
detailed plan-though in the wild mass OF
confusion that is piled to the clouds, and
scanned by the convulsions Of nature, ii IL
hard to believe this, but every crystal has
its slope and every fragment OF stone its
story. All the rocks are made to tell theil
stories of passing years, of fleeing age =
and each chapter became more and more
interesting.
TO BE CONCLUDED
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A New Jersey physician advises the ap
pIcatlon of the great pain-cure, ST. jacob