Weekly journal-miner., 1921-07-06
REFLECTIONS ON THE
 GRAND CANYON
From Tuesdays Daily) By ]. B. McNALLY

Ii' NOu! JSHONdH! an Qu1lD, at
 this the sight thou show,
 To our frail eyes beneath thy skies,
 and yet trow,
 It's but glow of thy great power
 and glory, God!
 This sight of sights on Mothers
 breast, appals my very soul.
 Lord! l dare not contemplate thy
 works in all their whole,
 When this small scar so rends my
 senses thus, oh God!
 These jaspered thrones of heavenly
 glow, undulant and clear, Conjures our soul to praise Thy
 name, in solemn, awful fear,
 Not hopeless fear, but that which
 Christians hold, oh God!
 Oh merciful Thou art indeed to Thy
 frail creatures here To lucidly conceive Thy might, we'd
 stand aghast in fear;
 And yet how glorious to our minds
 to see part, oh God! To! when the orb Of day departs to
 other realms serene, In truth, its dazzling farewell rays,
 bespeak celestial sheen,
 At thy command it paints a sheen
 that speaks Thy might, oh God! 
 Inspiring indeed is the splendrous sight one beholds, as the setting sun tenderly casts, over those stately monuments and gigantic pillars, the modulated glow of its departing ef- fulgence, reverently administering the evening bencdiction of its retir- ing glory, on those high altars of Gods grandest earthly temple.
 Nor, is it less fascinating when the rift of dawn, cautiously and tenderly lifts the mantle of night, and allows the returning orb to in- cense and enkindle by its juvenile rays, those sacred pillars of eternal fame.
 As one views the chromatic effect | of those solar salutations, at return ing and departing, on those lofty | superstructures and pyramidal col | unns, whose sedimentary stratifica- tions are almost innumerable and versicolor, one is transported into | an ecstasy of thoughtless and help less wonder
 And, as we lift our eyes, and view with relieving effect each crowning cap of verdiant foliage-while in no | sense concealing the primordal de- signs of natures God in their ma terial construction, adds a pleasing and ever enchanting aspect to this wonderful and indescribable pan orama.
 Our senses and undoubte1y con ceive the appalling magnitude of this unique mundane wonder, but no ton que or scribe may ever hope to ade- quately paint the sublime picture.
 Henry Van Dike has nobly and reverently endeavored, in his inn pressive poem-not to paint the pie ture as 1t is, for he knew that to be !! impossible-but to impress his fel- l low-creatures with the omnipotence of its Devine Architect.
 Henry Fountain Ashurst, the ac- complished and silver-tongued sena- tor from Arizona, whose sentimental soul and keenly developed attributes of perception and description, is nat ionally conceded, and whose early life and activities were spent amid those natural, yet stupendously mar vicious creations of time, has force fully and most elegantly striven by pen and tongue, to describe this earthly tabernacle of all the gods, but failed
 Amid those mighty columns, and natural monuments, on which the departing and returning sun paints superspectral array of ever chang ing tints, there is a sublimity of i'm pressive import in, perhaps the depth and general dimensions of the al most immeasurable hiatus, but sure ly more in the tongueless silence, and very nothingness of the awful void. l The human mind may unquestion- ably contemplate, as well as reason ably comprehend, a formative period ; Of development of this, a worlds | wonder-it will never assert with ac- c curacy the epoch of time, but in its observations of the primary and basic F formations of the Grand Canyon of P the Colorado river it surely must Il assent to the ever existent presence t of supreme, omnipotent and design t ful constructor.
 Fl Tovar. June 23.