THE FALLS OF NIAGARA.

I had already seen some of the most celebrated works of nature in

different parts of the globe; I had seen Etna and Vesuvius; I had seen

the Andes almost at their greatest elevation; Cape Horn, rugged and

bleak, buffeted by the southern tempest; and, though last not least, I

had seen the long swell of the Pacific; but nothing I had ever beheld or

imagined could compare in grandeur with the Falls of Niagara. My first

sensation was that of exquisite delight at having before me the greatest

wonder of the world. Strange as it may appear, this feeling was

immediately succeeded by an irresistible melancholy. Had this not

continued, it might perhaps have been attributed to the satiety incident

to the complete gratification of "hope long deferred;" but so far from

diminishing, the more I gazed, the stronger and deeper the sentiment

became. Yet this scene of sadness was strangely mingled with a kind of

intoxicating fascination. Whether the phenomenon is peculiar to Niagara

I know not, but certain it is, that the spirits are affected and

depressed in a singular manner by the magic influence of this stupendous

and eternal fall. About five miles above the cataract the river expands

to the dimensions of a lake, after which it gradually narrows. The

Rapids commence at the upper extremity of Goat Island, which is half a

mile in length, and divides the river at the point of precipitation into

two unequal parts; the largest is distinguished by the several names of

the Horseshoe, Crescent, and British Fall, from its semi-circular form

and contiguity to the Canadian shore. The smaller is named the American

Fall. A portion of this fall is divided by a rock from Goat Island, and

though here insignificant in appearance, would rank high among

European cascades....

The current runs about six miles an hour; but supposing it to be only

five miles, the quantity which passes the falls in an hour is more than

eighty-five millions of tuns avoirdupois; if we suppose it to be six, it

will be more than one hundred and two millions; and in a day would

exceed two thousand four hundred millions of tuns....

The next morning, with renewed delight, I beheld from my window--I may

say, indeed, from my bed--the stupendous vision. The beams of the rising

sun shed over it a variety of tints; a cloud of spray was ascending from

the crescent; and as I viewed it from above, it appeared like the steam

rising from the boiler of some monstrous engine....

This evening I went down with one of our party to view the cataract by

moonlight. I took my favourite seat on the projecting rock, at a little

distance from the brink of the fall, and gazed till every sense seemed

absorbed in contemplation. Although the shades of night increased the

sublimity of the prospect and "deepened the murmur of the falling

floods," the moon in placid beauty shed her soft influence upon the

mind, and mitigated the horrors of the scene. The thunders which

bellowed from the abyss, and the loveliness of the falling element,

which glittered like molten silver in the moonlight, seemed to complete

in absolute perfection the rare union of the beautiful with the

sublime....

While reflecting upon the inadequacy of language to express the feelings

I experienced, or to describe the wonders which I surveyed, an American

gentleman, to my great amusement, tapped me on the shoulder, and

"guessed" that it was "_pretty droll!_" It was difficult to avoid

laughing in his face; yet I could not help envying him his vocabulary,

which had so eloquently released me from my dilemma....

Though earnestly dissuaded from the undertaking, I had determined to

employ the first fine morning in visiting the cavern beneath the fall.

The guide recommended my companion and myself to set out as early as six

o'clock, that we might have the advantage of the morning sun upon the

waters. We came to the guide's house at the appointed hour, and

disencumbered ourselves of such garments as we did not wish to have

wetted; descending the circular ladder, we followed the course of the

path running along the top of the _débris_ of the precipice, which I

have already described. Having pursued this track for about eighty

yards, in the course of which we were completely drenched, we found

ourselves close to the cataract. Although enveloped in a cloud of spray,

we could distinguish without difficulty the direction of our path, and

the nature of the cavern we were about to enter. Our guide warned us of

the difficulty in respiration which we should encounter from the spray,

and recommended us to look with exclusive attention to the security of

our footing. Thus warned, we pushed forward, blown about and buffeted by

the wind, stunned by the noise, and blinded by the spray. Each

successive gust penetrated us to the very bones with cold. Determined to

proceed, we toiled and struggled on, and having followed the footsteps

of the guide as far as was possible consistently with safety, we sat

down, and having collected our senses by degrees, the wonders of the

cavern slowly developed themselves. It is impossible to describe the

strange unnatural light reflected through its crystal wall, the roar of

the waters, and the blasts of the hurried hurricane which perpetually

rages in its recesses. We endured its fury a sufficient time to form a

notion of the shape and dimensions of this dreadful place. The cavern

was tolerably light, though the sun was unfortunately enveloped in

clouds. His disc was invisible, but we could clearly distinguish his

situation through the watery barrier. The fall of the cataract is nearly

perpendicular. The bank over which it is precipitated is of concave

form, owing to its upper stratum being composed of lime-stone, and its

base of soft slate-stone, which has been eaten away by the constant

attrition of the recoiling waters. The cavern is about one hundred and

twenty feet in height, fifty in breadth, and three hundred in length.

The entrance was completely invisible. By screaming in our ears, the

guide contrived to explain to us that there was one more point which we

might have reached had the wind been in any other direction. Unluckily

it blew full upon the sheet of the cataract, and drove it in so as to

dash upon the rock over which we must have passed. A few yards beyond

this, the precipice becomes perpendicular, and, blending with the water,

forms the extremity of the cave. After a stay of nearly ten minutes in

this most horrible purgatory, we gladly left it to its loathsome

inhabitants the eel and the water-snake, who crawl about its recesses in

considerable numbers,--and returned to the inn--_De Roos's Travels in

the United States, &c._

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