The Pioche record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1908-1925, 1920-09-24
BY r. A. CANINE.


my life. For years l have run my
stock in these hills and valleys. have
cut firewood and fence posts on the
hillsldes. Yet. never had any idea
that there was such a country just
over the hill yonder until this spring."
said a native in speaking Of Bryce cum
yon. in southern Utah.
"One day happened to just STUN
BILE on this canyon. Fact Is, l came
scar stumbling over into the canyon.
And say, was simply flabergasted.
Beautiful. Say. there amt anything l
have ever seen or heard about that can
light candle to this. Every week,
and sometimes oftener, have been
up here. just gain and gain. Purity
soon the Missus will be givin me hail
Columbia for neglecting my work.
"Glad you came, amt you. mister?
Thought you would be. Rather pays
for the drive from Salt Lake, even If
1t was long drive, Ell? Well. one
thing, they tell me the roads are good
all the way. That helps some. Ought
to go home now, but, by cracky, /
have simply got to take another peek
before 60. Look at that court house
over there. Amt she natural? And
that cathedral. Gosh, looks like the
real goods, don't it?"
There's many a resident Of Utah, If
he or she should speak right out in
meetin', who would have to admit
that they were in the same position
as the native quoted above, as regards
one Of the most wonderful sections Of
the United States.
Many have heard of the wonders of
Bryce canyon. Have heard, but
thought the stories they heard were ex-
aggerations. They haven't taken the
time to investigate. And thus they
have gone on in ignorance of spot in
their own state which If located in
some other states we might mention,
would be visited annually by countless
thousands.
But one could not exaggerate in at.
tempting to describe the wondrous
beauty and attractiveness Of this little
known spot which some day will claim
the homage of the beauty lover from
every section of the country.
The past summer has seen thousands
Of auto tourists, from every state ir
the union, vending their way to Bryce
canyon, returning awe-inspired ant
without adequate words to describe
the picturesque beauty Of the canyon
Strictly speaking, Bryce canyon II
not canyon at all. 1t is an amphi
theatre, which cannot be seen by thu
approaching visitor until he is within
few feet of the jumping off place.
Then. as he stops his machine on thu
very brink, he Is Immediately awe
struck with the panorama tina
unfolds before the eye.
Erosions that have been going Of
since time began, probably, hav'
etched out the earth and stone in al
most every conceivable shape-castles
mansions, cathedrals, minarets, fort
resses, giant organs, figures of human
and animal shapes-all lying far beloy
the visitor and hundreds of feet belO>
the roadway. Miles and miles Of thes
beautiful. yaricolored objects, inter
spersed with pine trees, with littl
silver-threaded stream flowing out
ward to the valleys below.
The coloring instantly challenge
the attention. Every color OF tn
rainbow, then some, to use the word
Of one who stood silently, for at leas
half an hour, entranced with the vi
expected scene. Native brown, ochr'
pink and gray; bronze, yellow, whit
and salmon; orange, rose and red. Blu
why enumerate? A cloud passes b
and the colors shift and change, a
ways startlingly beautiful, seemingl
never the same. veritable kaleid'
scope.
But description of Bryce woul
tax the pen of tho most gifted write
! while The hSuah Of the artist would d