St. Nicholas, Vol. 5, No. 2, December, 1877 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 245 pages of information about St. Nicholas, Vol. 5, No. 2, December, 1877.

St. Nicholas, Vol. 5, No. 2, December, 1877 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 245 pages of information about St. Nicholas, Vol. 5, No. 2, December, 1877.

I fastened the raft to the rock, in doing which I had the ill luck to drop my hatchet into the deep water, and, notwithstanding the evil omen, made my way into the crevice.  I passed over the rough bottom of the chasm until I came to the steps; these I ascended.  At a height of about a hundred feet I came to a wall of rock, the top of which I could just reach with the ends of my fingers.  By a great effort, I got a good hold of the edge of the rock, and drew myself up.

When I stood at last upon the upper ground, I saw before me the most beautiful trees and flowers I had yet met with.  On either side the rocks retreated and rose steeply to the summits I had partially seen from the lake below.  As I passed on and surveyed the plateau, I found it to be a valley about a mile in diameter, encompassed by precipices more or less abrupt.  With but little trouble I found a place of easy ascent, and soon climbed to the top of the rocky wall.

The delight I now experienced surpassed everything I had ever known.  Spread out before me, as I stood upon an eminence somewhat above the general level, was a vast expanse overflowing with vegetation and extending for miles in every direction, whilst all round about rose the mighty domes and pinnacles of snow-clad mountains.  I stood in the midst of the sublimest mountain scenery in the world.  I could look down upon the beautiful lake, and up at the giant peaks, and all about me upon the fruitful verdure, whilst the atmosphere was charged with delightful odors, and a pleasant breeze tempered the sweet warm air.

As here was a delightful climate, fruit in abundance, and scenery soul-exalting, of whose glory one could never grow tired, I felt rather pleased with the thought “Why not stay here?  Why not remain in this beautiful place as long as circumstances will permit?”

All nature seemed here so lovely that I resolved to wander no further.

While gazing around at all this grandeur and beauty, my attention was particularly drawn to a group of lofty peaks which rose in the midst of this smiling garden.  The sides of the towering eminences seemed almost perpendicular, and they were about three or four thousand feet high.

I soon gave up all hope of ever reaching the top, but in examining the rock I found at its base a great cavern, so high and wide that a very large building might have stood in it, with plenty of room to spare.  The sides and roof sparkled with crystals of all hues, and were singularly and picturesquely variegated with differently colored veins running through them; and, as the cave opened toward the east, with a large clear space in front of it, nothing could have been more splendid than when the morning sun shone full into the vast chamber and lighted it up with dazzling brilliancy.

In that chamber I made my humble home.

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