An eight hours' climb over ridges of granite and snow. "Shall
we ascend Mount Tyndall?" "Why not?" At first Professor
Brewer believes the attempt madness, but yields consent at
last. The climb begins and steadily increases in difficulty. A
gulf of 5,000 feet in depth. A night's lodging in a granite
crevice. Rocks of many tons strike near. The galling pain
of heavy burdens. A profound chasm is crossed on a rope.
Exhilaration of utmost peril. A small bush ensures salvation.
A welcome stretch of trees and flowers. A spire, all but
perpendicular, of rock and ice is surmounted, and at last is
reached the crest of Mount Tyndall. 97
POWELL, JOHN WESLEY
THE GRAND CANON OF THE COLORADO IS EXPLORED
Embarkation under cliffs 4,000 feet high. A swift run ends in
a descent of eighty feet in one-third of a mile. Breakers
render a boat unmanageable. Walls more than a mile high. The
baffling waters capsize a boat. Relics of ancient dwelling-places.
Rations destroyed by wet. Clothing lost and blankets scarce.
Grand views not fully enjoyed. A wild run through ten miles
of rapids. In places the rocks so cut by water that it is
impossible to see overhead. Great amphitheatres, half-dome
shaped. Mammoth springs of lime-laden waters. An ancient
lava-bed channelled out. Stolen squashes provide a feast.
Difficulties thicken: is it wise to go on? Three of the party
say no, the remainder proceed. All but lost in a whirlpool.
Emergence from the Grand Canon in safety and joy. 131
EXPLORERS COLUMBUS DISCOVERS AMERICA
Justin Winsor
[Part of Chapter IX., "The Final Agreement and the First
Voyage" from "Christopher Columbus and How He Received and
Imparted the Spirit of Discovery," copyright by Houghton,
Mifflin & Co., Boston and New York, 1892.]
So, everything being ready, on the 3rd of August, 1492, a half-hour
before sunrise, he unmoored his little fleet in the stream, and,
spreading his sails, the vessels passed out of the little river
roadstead of Palos, gazed after, perhaps, in the increasing light, as
the little crafts reached the ocean, by the friar of Rabida, from its
distant promontory of rock.
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