The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-12-19
SEVEN WONDERS OF THE WORLD
An Interesting Account of Some of the Worlds Great
Natural Wonders Witnessed by the Author
Paper Read Before Chauauqua, by W.
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above them the river opens out in
to a lake which is over two miles
wide and about five miles long. At
the end of this lake it rushes
through a deep gorge and falls
over 300 feet.
There are many more falls all of
which are claimed to be one of the
seven wonders of the world. There
are so many wonderful things to
be seen I doubt if anyone knows
which is the most wonderful.
The Mammoth Cave, with it's
200 or more miles of passageways,
while only three miles northeast is
the Onyx Cave, the most beautiful
cave that has so far been discov-
cred.
The scenic views of our western
coast. especially Alaska, to my
mind is one of the most beautiful
sights of all the world. l have
seen so much beauty that the men,
ory of it is like panorama of
glory upon glory. I have stood
on the edge of glaciers in Alaska
awed by the picture spread before
me. / have seen the grandeur
over Mount Diablo, in Jamaica, at
dawn, the tropical splendor Of the
drive from Clombo to Handy in
Ceylon. / have seen volcanoes at
night sending stream of fire hum
dreds of feet in the air, while riv-
ers of fire ran down the mountains
to the sea below. / have watched
the sun turn sapphired-sea, azure
clouds to vermillion as it went
down on this glorious scene.
There are many more wonders
of Gods earth ] have beheld, yet
nowhere have l found anything l
could say was the most wondrous.
Certainly no one who has ever
passed a weekday in Venice will
have failed to see the pigeons fed
at the hour of noon. Many thou
sands of these birds come at noon.
They never mistake the hour.
They never come at ten or eleven.
When the bell of St. Marks begins
to clang out the hour of noon not
a bird can be seen; before the bell
ceases the air will be black with
them, and doves by the thousands
fly to the windows. On Sunday
no grain is given. The old bell
jars out twelve o'clock, but no
birds appear. Can they counta
Do they know when Sunday
comese This is also one of the
wonder sights of the world. There
is no doubt in my mind but what
there are many here that have
seen this great and glorious sight
of feeding the pigeons at Venice.
Again, South America is not
without some of the wonderful
scenic views of natures handi-
work, excluding the workmanship
of mankind.
In South America, however,
confronted with the sights of mar
ble-tipped peaks of the Andes
Mountains, and before the spectacle
of weary clouds reposing on the
snow-capped SUBMITS, man is
finally put back in his place. Stand
ing on the summit of one of ma
ture's pyramids in the Andes, a
human atom is faced with men,
tai reflection of his true insig-
nifcance. There in the Andes one
feels impelled to follow the exam
pie of the Indian worshipper who,
with arms extended towards the
blazing orb, would beat his breast
and, on bended knee, offer a prayer
of thanksgiving to the setting sun.
Leaving Buenos Ayres on a Sum
day morning l obtained my first
glimpse of the Andes Monday
morning upon awakening at Men
doza. The CAIRO Gloria. the fore
runner of range after range of
higher SUBMITS, stands out in
striking relief in the morning