The Forrest City times., 1890-12-27

CHAPTER XvlI-FURTHER RAMBLTNGs
 We had nominally agreed that MT I4ol- lard should be business manager for the "Troupen as we called ourselves.
 Where are we to go to-dayfa Melvorne asked the next morning at breakfast. That was our place and time of business each day.
 "Glen Eyrie." said Mir Lollard, lis first on my list It is drive of three miles by the Mesa road" he said, referring to his guide book which he kept in his pocket ready to rs fer to at any time
 We found the Mesa road as level as a table and rivaling in smoothness the most perfect boulevard. The view from this road is grand and comprehensive. Glen Eyrie is situated at the entrance of Queens Canyon, and is wild and romantic re. treat in which is built the summer resi-. denee of wealthy gentleman whose per. manent home is in the East Within the glen which Is made sylvan by the thickly growing native shruboery covered by the wild ciematls, Is great confusion of enormous pillars of exquisiteiy tinted pink sandstone
 70, how beautifulw exclaimed Lady Irving, as we passed into this magnificent garden of nature. It reminds me of tho scene described in Shakspearas Mid Summer Nights Dream.n
 This is romantic enough for love in a cottage" said Melvorne, IS We came to a gem of house built in the Queen Anne style, with balconies. gables and trellised porches, and an avalanche of roofs.
 "Yes." l said, "I think it woaId be de- lightful to choose Q mate and live in this secluded birds nest"
 And hear the soft murmur of the little stream that comes babhling down the val- ley" said Stella,
 These little rustic bridges have charm for me, said Lady Irving. "Ruskin's idea of harmonious thought of art with nature seems to have been developed in this little paradise, where the cool, clear water surgling at our feet makes musi. cal accompaniment to the attractive scene
 But to mo the picturesque grandeur of the rugged cliffs is most fascipating," said Mrs Lollard.
 Well, this is the summer home of Gen. eral Palmer, inc originator of the Denver X Rio Glande railway" said Lollard n his practical, business way. "lhe cascade that forms this lttle stream comes tumb- ling down the mountain side into the Dew ns paneh bowl, at .he head of Queens Canyen,' he continued, reading his guide book
 How nice to have living guide hook,n laughed Melyorne, as we walked up the gentle rise of ground until we could look into the round well called the Devils Punch Bowl Here we could go no farther without severe climbing and as it was getting near lunch time. we preferred to Use our time for attachments rather than spend it climbing the mountain.
 While we were at lunch MeIyorne asked where We were 10 go next.
 '''ro the Garden of the Gods" answered Lollard
 Our journey led through i smooth plain, with perpendicular walls of red and yellow sandstone. which marked the entrance to the garden
 What pleasant ride we have lad over these, smooth, hard roads, it reminds me of home said Mrs. Lollard
 Tt seems like the picturesque parts of England and Wales said MeiYorne.
 This, then, is tho famous Garden of ths Gods, said Stella, as We came into the gateway of the garden. II think the name must have been given 1t from its resemb- lance to the heather temples This we
 
 Egyptian temple karnak,n referring to the perpendicular walls, three hundred feet high, of red and yellow sandstone.
 Then these are the speaking statues of Memnon, whose lips gave forth musical sounds when touched by the rays of the rising sum- said Lady Irving, following out stolla's thought of tho heathen temple, as she passed to some forms that seemed weird enough to represent heathen gods. And what are these gretesque formssn asked Melyorne as we came to group of wind cut monuments.
 'o. they are the priests, and these strange forms are bearing incense before the god Apis. who stands there in all the dignity of his sacred godship. even 10 the color. said stella, pointing to q huge dark image iii the center of a group.
 Pray, what was Apiss This looks much like an animal" said f.ollard
 70, 1 know" exclaimed Mrs. I,oilardi. Ut was the sacred bull that the Egyptians worshipadn
 ITO what religion does yon immense cube helongs It is large enough for dwelling honsc, and sn nicely balanced on point that the weight of chti1's finger could seemingly upset itF1 I asked.
 That is the sacred seal Of Mahomet's faith, only the temple has been rcmoved," said Stella.
 Then those high hattlemcnts with broken windows are part of the Mosque of St. Omar" suggested Inllard
 This is Buddha, and that tue sacred cow" said Lady Irving, going from one statue to another.
 'How appropriate 1t is that the doms nant color here should be rcd, which means passion. as the heathen gods appeal only to the haser sentiments of mankind.n said Stella thoughtfully.
 ''But leave out the thoughts of the heather gods and view the wonders of the landscape filled with strange colossal snAaes Here and there snow-whiss