The rivers that flow in canyons have been thousands of years in carving out their channels, yet they are newer, geologically speaking, than the streams that drain the level prairie country. The earth has risen, and the canyons have been carved since the prairies became rolling, level ground. [Illustration: This little pond is a basin hollowed by the same glacier that scattered the stones and rounded the hills] [Illustration: Every stream is wearing away its banks, while trees and grass blades are holding on to the soil with all their roots] The Colorado River flows through a canyon with walls that in places present sheer vertical faces a mile in depth, and so smooth that no trail can be found by which to reach from top to bottom. The region has but slight erosion by wind, and practically none by rain. The local rainfall is very slight. So the river is the one force that has acted to cut down the rocks, and its force is all expended in the narrow area of its own bed. Had frequent rains been the rule on the Colorado plateau, the angles of the mesas would have been rounded into hills of the familiar kind so constantly a part of the landscape in the eastern half of the continent. The Colorado is an ancient river which has to carry away the store of moisture that comes from the Pacific Ocean and falls as snow on the high peaks of the Rocky Mountains. Similar river gorges with similar stories to tell are the Arkansas, the Platte, and the Yellowstone. All cut their channels unaided through regions of little rain. When the earth's crust is thrown up in mountain folds, and between them valleys are formed, the level of rivers is sometimes lowered and the rapidity of their flow is checked. A stream which has torn down its walls at a rapid rate becomes a sluggish water-course, its current clogged with sediment, which it has no power to carry farther. When such a river begins to build and obstruct its own waters it bars its progress and may form a lake as the outlet of its tributary streams. Many ancient rivers have been utterly changed and some obliterated by general movements of the earth's crust. THE STORY OF A POND Look out of the car window as you cross a flat stretch of new prairie country, and you see a great many little ponds of water dotting the green landscape. Forty years ago Iowa was a good place to see ponds of all shapes and sizes. The copious rainfall of the early spring gathered in the hollows of the land, and the stiff clay subsoil prevented the water from soaking quickly into the ground. The ponds might dry away during the hot, dry summer, leaving a baked clay basin, checked with an intricate system of cracks. Or if rains were frequent and heavy, they might keep full to the brim throughout the season.