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Show es' MARVELLOUS BEAUTY OF BRYGE'S CANYON The following article describing DBryce's canyon, by Frank Beckwith, edtior of the Millard County Chron icle, is one of the best descriptions E5 ever written. The Taj Mahal, one of the most beautiful buildings in the world, if not the largest, many buildings ex-2 ex-2 ceed it in size but few surpass it in beauty. Almost every scenic bit of nature, ;e. park, forest, lake or other marvel, surpasses Bryce's . canyon in extent but this little gem, tiny, in comparison compar-ison to others, is the most gorgeously splendid bit of nature in the state hat and is truly "Utah's Gem of Splen ica dor." Incomparable Bryce's '" Bryce-s canyon is a little amphi theatre only three miles across and about five hundred feet deep. So JD, email is it that one' may walk around the entire rim in a forenoon or an af-ternoon; af-ternoon; or one may clamber down ! the depth, and stand entranced with view after view, and even with such J innumerable delays one may climb ily up the ladder and out at the other end of the path and "do" Bryce's easily in a day. But "do" it more leisurely, and do it more often; newer and newer enchantments en-chantments will be discovered with, each recurring visit. The writer has been to Bryce's canyon now five times, and expects ! to go twice more this year; and lie will then vary his visits with trips to J Yellowstone and California, and then come back again to Bryce's and make u other comparisons, to see if, with wider travel that small snatch of rare beauty still holds a foremost place in his opinion of scenic values. The writer has visited a few places ' been way up the slope of Gilbert's IKSi Peak in Utah, just across the Wyom- i ing line, which peak has an elevation HI . of 13,422 feet, he has been in timber I line and above it; been up the slopes of Mt. Wheeler in Nevada, which fW Is 13,864 feet high; has seen the deep span of the Canadian Pacific over the - -" river at Lethbridge, Canada, one of the very high railroad bridges of the world; he has been down in the caverns cav-erns of Lehman's cave; seen gorges, peaks and canyons; raised in the mountains; and visited the Grand canyon of the Colorado. The Royal gorge and Zion National park but so far, to the extent of his minor U,P" travels, Bryce's canyon is incompar- nce. able. One rides up Red canyon where IOT the first scenic value is the turn of the road as one enters the pines, where a deep dull red cliff meets the road, with the skyline before one serrated ser-rated with the tumbled mass which hints what one may expect further on. One then comes to "L Envoy," an ambassador from the court of w splendor, he himself a speciman of the dress and fashion observed there. 20 Tne new road passes through first r one tunnel and then another; these BM0a two are about 220 yards apart; both excellent photos of the proper sun, and the scene is fascinating, the road disappearing through a narrow red rock, with the deep green of the evergreens ever-greens seen through the tunnel, and 'he h'Hs on the opposite side thickly dotted with pines, and red cliffs just on the crown of the range. A saw mill is passed soon, where C tne writer had the pleasure of eating a meal served by a cook who had been with Zane Grey on one of his Utah-Arizona tours. The road is easy and soon one is at Bryce's proper. Ride swiftly up to the brink and stop. The most gorgeous spectacle then lies below you. Never before m any place has the writer seen such a riot of intricate form, tinted so air-i'' air-i'' and aesthetically. The beauty of Ulkl1 bryce's canyon is not a coloring in du" Pigment; not dull red, nor som- ber standstone hues but the most evanescent, fairy-like gauze of tint that almost floats. The most beauti- ful sight the writer has ever seen in ice I Bryce's was a sunrise in summera splendor of light, which was so re-;tyle re-;tyle fleeted from highly tinted pile upon I Me as to give an almost semi-trans- I lucent gleam to pinacle and wall be- yS J u'een the eye and the sun. It was j mst beautiful. In a place to the east like a pioneer's stockade with lookout posts and corner turrets, the scene fairly gleamed; it shone with radiance, so delicate and so airy that one who could reproduce it in colors would be a master of the craft indeed. in-deed. That same morning, an hour later in one of the deeper corners of an alcove al-cove to the northeast, there was the most tantalizing hue which fairly filled the space between cliff and rim, so all-present was the floating color! It actually stood apart from the material ma-terial like the haze painters film over a space to give distance, or like the drapery of colored gauze which adds depth and hue to a setting on the stage. And those hues that morning were just after a severe thunder shower of the day before, and when everything was washed bright and lavenders, dresden blues and just the hint of yellow ochres held one spellbound. spell-bound. In an hour and a half it was gone, and not since has the writer been able to pick up such view of delicacy. Reverbratlons of Thunder The evening before the writer motored mo-tored to the edge during a sudden and somewhat severe thunder shower; show-er; water had been falling in sheets; it lessened and suddenly, a most blinding flash, and an instant teriffic staccato, and then from the depths came reverberation after reverberation reverbera-tion as canyon after canyon took up the sound, carried it down the sides and delivered it to the ear; it seemed that the canyons handed it back from one to another, deeper, softer, more rolling and gentle, fainter and fainter. faint-er. It seems increditable to say now, but the writer believes that there were surely between thirty and forty echoes of trtat peal. Where Fancy Roams In Zion you see mighty walls, and one spectacular mountain "The Great White Throne," 3,150 feet in one single mass of rock, not two or three pieces piled one on the other, but one solid gigantic piece. In "The Narrows," Nar-rows," you see walls as high as fifteen fif-teen hundred feet meet so close that there is only room for the stream, and if one goes up "The Narrows," one must do it horseback, with the animal wading in the stream. But there is no detail and detail, intricate, intri-cate, splendid details, is what makes Bryce's. Or at the Grand canyon, there is an immense ditch, which it took countless ages to furrow but detail is not to be compared with Bryce's. Bryce's canyon is a gem cut in ex-quisiteness. ex-quisiteness. As if a diamond had thousands upon thousands of facets, each reflecting a different form, a different dif-ferent hue, and differently -placed so are the forms eroded in Bryce's. It is of soft dirt, as highly colored as a paint mine; of dirt so soft that it (Continued next week.) |