Identifier: shoshoneotherwes1888robe (find matches)
Title: Shoshone, and other western wonders
Year: 1888 (1880s)
Authors: Roberts, Edwards
Subjects: Mormons Mormon Church
Publisher: New York : Harper & Brothers
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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reen color, and is followed toCimarron Creek, up which the road continues,still through rocky depths, to open countrybeyond. The Black Canon never tires, never becomescommonplace. Here a waterfall starts from adizzy height, is dashed into fragments by lowerterraces, and, tossed by the winds, reaches theriver in fine white spray; there another cataractleaps clear of the walls, and thunders unbrokenupon the ground beside us. In the cliffs.aresmaller streams, which trickle down and are lostin the river below. At times the canon narrows,and is full of sharp curves, but again has long,wide stretches, which enable one to study thesteep crags that tower heavenward two or threethousand feet. Currecanti Needle, the mostabrupt and isolated of these pinnacles, has allthe grace and symmetry of a Cleopatra obelisk.It is red-hued from point to base, and standslike a grim sentinel, watchful of the canons soli-tudes. At the junction of the Gunnison and theCimarron a bridge spans the gorge, from which
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CURRECANTI NEEDLE, BLACK CANON. THROUGH THE HEART OF COLORADO. 105 the beauties of the canon are seen at their best.Sombre shades prevail; the streams fill the spacewith heavy roars, and the sunlight falls upon thetopmost pines, but never reaches down the dark-red walls. Huge bowlders lie scattered about;fitful winds sweep down the deep clefts; Naturehas created everything on a grand scale; detailis supplanted by magnificence, and the placeappeals to ones deepest feelings. Long agothe Indians of the region built their council fireshere. By secret paths, always guarded, theygained these fastnesses, and held their graveand sober meetings. The firelight danced acrosstheir swarthy faces to the cliffs encircling them.The red glow lit the massive walls, the surgingstreams, and clinging vines. The Indians maynot have known the place had beauties, but theyrealized its isolation; and fearing nothing in itssafe retreat, spoke boldly of their plans. Emerging from the Black Canon, the railwayclim

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