Western wanderings- a record of travel in the evening land (1874) (14585108330)
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Identifier: westernwandering00bodd (find matches)
Title: Western wanderings: a record of travel in the evening land
Year: 1874 (1870s)
Authors: Boddam, Whetham, John Whetham 1843-
Subjects: Mormons and Mormonism -- General works United States, West -- Description and travel Utah Salt Lake Salt Lake City Description
Publisher: London: Richard Bentley and Son
Contributing Library: Church History Library, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
Digitizing Sponsor: Corporation of the Presiding Bishop, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
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s ;then a castle, with battlements and turrets ; domes andpillars are everywhere. The Witch rocks are also pecu-liarly striking and weird. Presently, we pass the spot where the Mormonserected their fortifications; and on a precipitous rock,a thousand feet above us, are the huge stones that werepiled up one upon another ready to be hurled down ontheir foes. The huge boulders were never used, andnow stand as a monument of folly and superstition. Alittle farther on rises Pulpit Rock, from whichBrigham Young preached his first sermon, on that sideof the Rocky mountains, to his strange, devoted people.Vast circles of rocks rise story upon story, and loftyprecipices frown down upon us as we pass, whilst rightacross the smooth broad brow of a towering cliff may beread in letters several feet in height, A thing of beautyand a joy for ever— Try our rising sun stove-polish !After such a sudden fall from the sublime to the ridi-culous half the poetry and romance of the sceneryvanishes for ever
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DEVILS SLIDE.— Front view. P. 71. OMAHA TO SALT LAKE CITY. 71 On we go through Weber Canon, picturesquecertainly, but not to be compared to Echo, and wecome then to the Devils Slide. What a gymnastthe old gentleman must have been, if he really accom-plished a quarter of the feats we put down to him ! infact, a great part of his existence must have been spentin jumping through rocks, like a clown through apaper hoop, and sliding down hills and mountains likea naughty boy down a bannister. In the case inquestion, he was probably well whipped when hewent home, as, from the rugged state of the rocks, hispantaloons must have been in a most unenviable con-dition by the time he reached the foot of the mountain. The river Weber frets and rages along its coursejust beneath us, and presently we pass a solitary pinetree on our left. A board on it states that the distancefrom Omaha is 1,000 miles. Here another stormpassed us, taking the usual north-easterly direction ; wetherefore only came in
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