evenings in the week Prospect Park is filled with a crowd of
free-and-easy men and women, fetching their own tea and coffee
and provisions and enjoying a rollicking dance in the Pavilion.
And all this within fifty yards of the American fall! For their
entertainment there is an illuminated spray-fountain, and their
appreciation knows no bounds when various coloured lights are
thrown upon the Falls. Then a crowd of fifty swoops down upon
one of the hotels--men, women, and children--all in brown linen
dusters; all hot, hungry, and careless. These people must not be
deprived of their recreation. Heaven forbid! None have a greater
right than they to the influence of Niagara. But this way of
visiting the place is all wrong; they derive little benefit, and
they do infinite harm.
In this second sense the destruction of Niagara is making rapid
strides in a far more dangerous direction. The natural
attractions of the place are being undermined. On the American
side the bank of the river above the Falls is covered for a
quarter of a mile with structures of all kinds, from the
extensive parlors and piazzas of the Cataract House to the
little shanty where the Indian goods of Irish manufacture are
sold.
For the purpose of securing bathrooms and water-power, dams of
all kinds have been built; these are wooden trenches filled with
rough paving-stones. Some of the structures project over the
Rapids, being supported by piles. The spaces between the various
buildings are used to store lumber, and as dust heaps. One of
them contains a great heap of saw-dust, another a pile of
scrap-iron. The banks and fences bear invitations to purchase
Parker's hair-balsam and ginger tonic. The proprietor of
Prospect Park has made a laudable attempt to plant trees upon
his land; these extend for a few yards above the Falls. In
return, however, he has erected coloured arbours, and a station
for his electric light, which are almost as unpleasant as the
other buildings.
Just below the Suspension Bridge the gas-works discharge their
tar down the bank into the river; a few yards further on there
are five or six large manufactories, whose tail-races empty
themselves over the cliff. The spectator on Goat Island, on the
Suspension Bridge, or on the Canadian side cannot help seeing
this mass of incongruous and ugly structures extending along the
whole course of the Rapids and to the brink of the Falls. Of
course, under these circumstances the Rapids are degraded into a
mill-race, and the Fall itself seems to be lacking a
water-wheel.
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