Glimpses of America: A Pictorial and Descriptive History of Our Country's Scenic MarvelsBuel, James W. (James William)
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Glimpses of America: A Pictorial and Descriptive History of Our Country's Scenic Marvels
Buel, James W. (James William)
United States -- Pictorial works
region is abundantly watered by creeks flowing towards the southeast,
with occasional rivers, like the Canadian, Cimarron and Pecos,
intersecting the railroad. On both sides of the road there are numerous
knolls, called mesas, and craters long since burned out. The ascent of
Raton Pass, sometimes called the “Devil’s Way,” affords many exquisite
views, of which the Spanish Peaks, one hundred miles to the north, are
chief, for the atmosphere is so clear and rare that they appear as
distinct as though the distance were scarcely one-fourth so great. Upon
gaining an altitude of 7,700 feet, the road enters a tunnel on the Raton
Crest, and after a half-mile run emerges on the New Mexico side, where
the sunlight appears to be intensified and the warmth of perpetual
summer holds sway. The next considerable town reached after leaving
Trinidad is Las Vegas, which reposes on a branch of the Pecos, the
center of a great many sheep ranches, and it is wool that gives it chief
importance. Six miles north of the place is Las Vegas Hot Springs, a
sanitarium of much note, located in a region of considerable beauty.
They are at the mouth of a small cañon which leads up to the Spanish
Range, and thence joins the Rocky Mountains; the waters range in
temperature from boiling hot to almost freezing cold.
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[Illustration:
TOLTEC GORGE OF THE LOS PINOS, COL.—This is one of the most inspiring
views in all Colorado. It is on the Silverton branch of the Denver
and Rio Grande Railway, 309 miles from Denver City. The road
traverses the verge of the great chasm, the bottom of which is 1500
feet below. The photograph was taken at the bottom of the cañon, and
away up near the top may be seen a passing train, which at so great
a height looks like a child’s toy. A little mountain stream meanders
through the chasm, gently murmuring and singing as it makes its way
over the rocks, but when the snows melt and the rains fall it
becomes a mad, roaring, rushing torrent, tearing the sides of the
mountain and tossing great boulders about as if they were made of
straw.
]
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[Illustration: CAVE DWELLINGS in the CAÑON DE CHELLY.]
[Illustration: A RELIC OF THE CAVE-DWELLERS.]
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