Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1886-07-29

! oS' s"o4 30 W oe tost IN tue rage oil
a terrible surge, to riot in an ipfuriate
whirlpool and to rise soft as the
feather of bird and be touched by
the sun to splendor.
| Only stones throw from the shore,
Eagle Rock has never been touched
by man, but on the topmost crest an
eagle hswers with wrathful mien over
her young. Standing face toward the
falls. on the extreme left is Pulpit
Rock, next Prospect Point. Cedar,
Walgamott's and Bells are a cham of
islands across, the divided flow of the
Snake coming between them. Pros
peot Point and Pulpit Rock overlook
Bridal Veil, one of the prettiest of the
smaller falls. The former is immedi.
ately in front of the site selected for
large hotel. Lovers Leap affords
one OF the finest views. Facing it
are the lesser falls and the unbroken
front of the great one-75O feet from
shore to shore-unbrokeH, because no
rocks mark its contour; and yet brok-
Ell, for it is no CLASSY sheet of water
that hurries over it till the distance
brings a shudder. Looking aghast,
you cling to the withered pine mark
ing the spot where the lovers fell.
Seven hundred and fifty feet front of a
maddened, malignant torrent, devilish
in the delight it takes in sweeping
with rush nothing but the eternal
rocks could withstand, torn and tossed
into billions of sparkling threads, with
constant spray of prismatic hues,
changing quicker than thought, half
enveloped in its own mist, and then
the wind carrying that away, leaving
it unobscured in subhmity, unmatched
and indescribable.
How felt the Indian maiden, when
with the arm Of her frenzied lover
about her she begged his jealousy to
spare her? How her feet must have
shrunk back from the edge, and her
heart been a stone in her bosom as
she felt the moist breath of death in
her face. Then he jumped and bore
her along. Her scream was nothing
in all that vast volume of sound. He,
life went out in the dread flight, and
it must have been only dusky form
which struck the bottom of the watery
abyss. Such is the legend; and now
it is said the maiden comes, when the
moon is bright, and crouches upon the
rock-the breeze playing with hel
long, black hair. But none may go peal
her, for then, with a gesture of despair
she leaps into space and the yapol
swallows her up once more.
A long, winding trail leads past the
natural bridge and the Devils Flaes
The last are apertures reaching
down to the level of the stream below
the falls. Their origin is mystery
The trail is half hidden in luxurian
shrubbery, for the shallow soil is con
stantly drenched with spray. 1t is nj
place for the lame, halt, or blind
Each eye must be open, each hane
and foot alert for holds. The scram
BILE is for $50 feet.
From below there is such a chang,
in the point of inspection that thu
treat is entirely new. Some would
like it better, this looking up and see
ing the water rearing over in feather,
heaps along that great front, and thu
waves it creates lashing the shore
piling up debris and hurrying on
From here the opposite wall, blacl
and frowning, is over thousand fee
sheer. A thousand feet means NOR,
in such place than three thousane
among the mountains. The Vaulte.
Dome is near by. 1t is made by tn
throwing together of huge rocks. 1
is conical chamber IFS feet in height
and with an atmosphere cooling as
draught from fountain. From tn
top there is steady sprinkle of waite
"a shower-bath which, falling yea
after year, has worn hollow, know
as Diana's Bath. Surely GOODIES
could covet no place more charming
The water fills this to OVERLOOKING
The fluid is nearly ice-cold. Drink
freely. 1t is Nectar. The sides o
the chamber are wet and green wit
moss. High out of reach are brillian
festoons of flowers, growing from tn
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