The Aberdeen weekly. [volume] (Aberdeen, Miss.) 1878-1933, 1911-05-19

tpue fill the mind with wonder .
the vast amount of human ID
hour which must have been EN-
ployed in their construction, bs
the immense pit here excavafet
by human hands indicate q
expenditure of toll that strike
the beholder with more than wO
der. yea, with . feeling of tn
overpowering sublime and mar
velous. Tallest pines grow at TIT
bottom Of the Mine, whose head
wave far, below the feet o.
the beholder as he stands on it,
edges, and gazes down into it,
awful depths. Ages. perhaps. be
fore the Egyptian pyrmaids were
reared, this deep chasm nigh,
have been sunk by. numerous la
bourers, toiling and sweating il
the sun, throwing up the earth
and npheaving the rocks, in the
search of this precious stone
The contempiative mind travels
back to those dim and misty tim
es, when they strained their sin
ews, and expended their vigor.
in pursuit of this deep hidden
treasures.
Who were yet answered, deep
mouthed Govern, who were they
and whittier have they speds
Mocking echo answers: "Who
were they and whittier have they
sped" -.
Naught. then remains to tell,
nanght, save thy yawning jaws,
and the tall murmuring pines
rooted in thy nethermont throat.
Mute and silent as thou art,
Mighty Cavern. and mocking as
are the echoes that haunt thy
inmost cOves, still a voice CON-
es whispering from thy abyss.
and answers: "They were like
thee; vain mortals, striving to
heap up treasures on earth. Like
thee, they were proved lords
who laboured too stamp indelible
traces Of their renown, and ac-
Movements on these mountain
tops, as durable as everlasting.
yea, as their eternal rocks.
But alas, their very names,
have persisted. and nothing is
left Of all their works as q me-
mortal of their existence, save
this tremendous wound inflicted
on the mountain; and we are left
to ruminate and conjecture whe-
Their the time shall not arrive,
when as little, or 4when even
less, may not be all that shall
be told of us.
Most instructive teacher, we
bow our heads, and hearken to
thy voice, amid these eternal
mountains, whose grand propori-
tons and huge dimensions shame
mans insignificant pile Of mar
BILE or brick into less than mole
hills. We lift our eyes above the
Hottest peaks, and strive to pierce
the transparent fields of ether,
with vain hope to catch a
glimpse of the shadow OF that in
visible being on whose arms is
hanging this ponderous earth.
We view with reverence the
footsteps Of his awful minister.
Time, who laughs at human ae-
hievepent, and wipes out all
traces Of their vain glory, time
the destroyer of mans works, bu,
of natures the restorer and the
beautifier, the enemy of man, thu
friend Of nature.
o profound chasm, the tall pines
in thy depths shall moulder and
die,-the rains and floods shall
wash. and the frosts shall disin-
tegrate, and the mountains de-
tritus shall descend, from CEN
fury to century, till the earth q
accretions shall cram up thy
|yawning jaw, and not . vestige
be left to tell of thee, or of
your tolls forgotten mortals that
have deived, died, and rotted.
At the Turquoise Mine, Monte.
yuma, awaited with his SON Ola.
tina, the assembling of the forces
which the swift runners had
been dispatched to 50 mmon. In
q few days. the chiefs, from the
village of Northern Taos, Cen
trail COchite, Iemos, and Nambe
to those Of the more Southern
Landia and Aeoma, f1ocked ia
his standard with their young
warriors, a numerous host of stall
wart and valiant men, armed
with the bow and the formidable
war-club.
Doglatha, the dark browed
and revengeful chief Of the Ap
aches, VIII chad pitched his eamy
near Tower Knob, from who's,