This I found was the only really dangerous place, on what was facetiously called, by those who were leaving us, “a very good trail.” The last fifty or sixty feet of the descent was down the sloping side of an immense detached rock, and then down through the top of a black oak tree at the south-westerly base of the vast cliff or promontory known as the “Arrow-wood Cliff.” The “Royal Arches,” the “Washington Column,” and the “North Dome,” occupy positions east of this trail, but upon the same vast pile of granite. I sometime afterward pointed out the trail to a few visitors that I happened to meet at its foot. They looked upon me with an incredulous leer, and tapped their foreheads significantly, muttering something about “Stockton Asylum.” Fearing to trust my amiability too far, I turned and left them. Since then I have remained cautiously silent. Now that the impetuosity of youth has given place to the more deliberative counsels of age, and all dangers to myself or others are past, I repeat, for the benefit of adventurous tourists, that on the southwesterly face of the cliff overlooking the valley and Indian Cañon, there is a trail hidden from view, that they may travel if they will, and experience all the sensations that could ever have been felt, while alive, by a Blondin or LaMountain. This portion of the cliff we designated as Ten-ie-ya’s Trail, and it accords well with the scene in the Jungfrau Mountains, where Manfred, alone upon the cliffs, says: “And you, ye craigs, upon whose extreme edge I stand, and on the torrent’s brink beneath Behold the tall pines dwindled as to shrubs, In dizziness of distance; when a leap, A stir, a motion, even a breath, would bring My breast upon its rocky bosom’s bed To rest forever--wherefore do I pause? I feel the impulse--yet I do not plunge; I see the peril--yet do not recede; And my brain reels--and yet my foot is firm: There is a power upon me which withholds, And makes it my fatality to live.” CHAPTER XIII. The Indian Names--Difficulty of their Interpretation--Circumstances Suggesting Names of Vernal, Nevada and Bridal Veil Falls--Mr. Richardson’s Descriptions of the Falls and Round Rainbow--Py-we-ack Misplaced, and “_Illiluette_” an Absurdity--An English Name Suggested for Too-lool-lo-we-ack, Pohono and Tote-ack-ah-nü-la--Indian Superstitions and Spiritual Views--A Free National Park Desirable--Off on the Trail.