The Russellville Democrat., 1891-09-10

hoAACW Oh tOR VI thC Otult lnhA the ladies could step across it at one step, but in it's perpendicular decent of ninety or 100 feet its waters spread out several feet wide before being churned into foam on the rocks at the bass of the over- hanging cliff of sandstone, which closes up the deep canyon which is spanned by the first long iron bridge of the Frisco Railroad south of the tunnel. When our party had reached the edge of the bluff we seated our selves upon the large smooth rocks VI hich form the crown Of the tali cliff, resting our weary limbs, enjoy ing the delightful breezss that came sweeping up through that dark gulch, which lay 100 feet below where we sat. The banks and bed of the branch below the bluff were completely hidden from our view by thick growth of small bushes over which were thickly matted grape vines and wild wood pines.
 The ladies were in perfect ecstasies as they beheld from our lofty seat that wonderful and beautiful wild dell, and declared we had found the home of the fairies. After resting awhile vote was taken as to whether we should attempt to de- scend into this wild region below. All voted aye except Judge Carroll, who voted iu the negative, and con- tented himself with what he could see from his very comfortable seat upon large projecting rock.
 Mrs. Falconer, of Fort Smith, who had visited the place before that day, volunteered her services as guide, and successfully piloted us down the al most perpendicular side of the deep gulch, from point some 100 yards east of the falls, and after much labor and care, attended by considerable danger to body and limbs, we reached the bottom and were well repaid for all our efforts. The picture from below, as we looked upward, was simply grand and indescribable. The crowning rock of this bluff projects some ten feet over the solid wall of sandstone on which it rests. The little mountain stream pouring over its edge, it's bright waters spread out in their descent several feet wide, making the most beautiful cascade 1 ever saw, looking more ike brides long white veil than anything 1 could compare it to. From the place where the water fell back to the base of the wall of stone was some fifteen or twenty feet deep, which was perfectly dry. The pearly streams of water pour ing down upon the rocks below, like heavy shower of rain, was so tempting that one lady of our party declared she must take shower bath, and, leaning her head, stood Beneath it several seconds, quite long enough to get her head and clothing well saturated with water. If l owned that bluff and water fall, with | it's w,ld scenery and beautiful sur roundings, and could remove it just as it is to some point within five miles of Little Rock, 1 would not want a better fortune. In tse Ian. gusge of our old friend, White Wash ington ''I would not thank Jay Gould to be my cousin" The cliff, over which the water flows, is at the head of deep gulch, and is in cir cular shape, like horse shoe, and is nearly one hundred feet high. After our party had reached the top where we had left Judge Carroll your correspondent took the names ot those who composed our party, a list of whose names 1 now give you with their address:
 From Little Rock--Judge D. W. Carroll, Mrs. H. NJ. Butler, Miss Kate C. Butler, Miss Julia Zimmer- | man.
 From Van Buren-Miss Maggie McGee, Miss Lillie Melee, Miss Julia Gurery.
 From Fort Smith-Mrs. Ssllie P. Falconer, Miss Fanny McFaulkner. From San Antonio, Tex. Miss Spring and Johnnie Spring.
 | M,ua MonAa Inn lap, Albert Dunlap and Miss Peggy Quesenberry, young lady from the Cherokee Nation.
 All returned safely to their board ing house about sunset, tired, but well pleased with their . ramble through the wildwo ood, and delighted with the prospect of another ramble soon, to explore wonderful cave said to be not far away from Winslow, which the natives call by the not very de sirable name the "Devil's Den." Your correspondent being quite a ladies' man, was sorry he could not remain longer on the mountain and accompany those ladies on another excursion, but would prefer to take a different route from the one which leads to the Devils Den."
 To those fond of romantic scenery, good water, good fruit and pleasant company, I would recommend a visit to the Boston Mountains at Wins low. -J. H. in Arkansas Democrat. Maine to the Cruiser Maine,
 The handsome silver service which