Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1917-01-11

all that is left of the natural barrier
once the "bete noire' of the Southern
Idaho statesmen and the hope of the
annexationists in the pan handle, we
have in succession the falls of Hard,
Hazard and Elk Creeks.
Hazard falls is as high as one of
our great pines and it is due to the en-
ergy of our talented artist, Gustave E.
Meyer, who, carrying his camera and
leaping from rock to rock in a noun
tain torrent a distance of one mile, took
the first picture, that we are enabled
to add his view to the treasury of the
world s scenic beauties. Mr.. Meyer and
the writer first stocked with trout the
streams above the falls in 1905.
After this diversion, let us return to
Grassy. This mountain, dashed at its
base by the inexorable waters, has
been undermined so that it settled and
parted in three mile-wide CHAINS strewn
with broken granite blocks. Each one
has its crystal lake and streams, not
yet stocked with fish Beyond the
summit on the Hazard creek side we
have the lovely Twin lakes.
North of Twin lakes comes Hazard
lake and Rainbow park-the latter
named by the writer. Between the
lake and the park is the Hazard basin
sheep heaven. Twenty lakes add
beauty to the scenery here. The OBJ
server on an eminence overlooking the
basin cannot see the lakes, but knows
where they are, for far above each
lake the mountain side has been worn
by the glacier which scooped out the
lake.
Rainbow lake should be approached
at sunrise. The camper there is Au-
gust keeps his milk and butter on a
snow drift. Approaching with the sun
behind him the observer casually
notices a luminous transparency in
the water He sits down on the shore
and sees the purple granite walls, the
snow, evergreen, flowers and the sky
beneath in the water. All the colors
are blended on the farther shore, in a
sheen inexpressibly soft and lovely.
Now begins a miracle. All at once the
distance grows. The reflection is mag
nified. You are transported into fairy
land-your senses ravished by beauty
, more than earthly. For in those limpid
, depths you see the delectable noun.
tains, the realms of bliss, the happy
hunting ground, the home of the soul
, You see through a filmy veil which is
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more charming than moonlight on the
, water. You look up to the mountain
then return to the reflection and find
, it more beautiful. You pick out the
details, and in the mirror find them
glorified; and ever-present is a sense
of the mystery of spirits floating in
elysian spaces. Of ETHEREAL grandeur
imagined, but never before realized. OF
delights the soul aspires to reach. OF
the realms of innocent childhood rest.
ing among the roses. When the read.
err finds the dictionary kept in the city
by the river of life he may find words
) to describe it.
, Leaving the park you come, before
, descending to the every day world, to
Sparkle lake-named by the writer
The water appears black as ink, and
. every tiny wave is capped by flash
: ing light. There is one more wonder
} lower down-a ridge having dry
: gulch on each side of it and stream
J of water flowing down the center of
: the ridge on it's summit. This is on
Hazard creek near the Hot Springs
) But soon we hear the roar of the falls
and see them between the trees. Then
it is verg ragged and commonplace
. world we descend ton Little Salmon
5 canyon. MARSHALL.