The Genteel Gentile, Letters of Elizabeth Cumming, 1857 - 1858

Genteel Gentile, page 070

day light. On the left was, nearlv as high, a mass of the dens- est, richest foliage, not many trees, but shrubs vines, and small trees, fruit trees (wild) every thing in blossom, an 1 know not what foundation close ai your feet a deep, narrow rocky ravine, where the water gushed&rushed &foamed. Do you remember the copper cold. towers, which the powerful Genii, cursed by Solomon, are said to have inhabited, when driven from the mansions af the blest-told of in Eastern Tales & mythologies? These rocky cliffs were as those are described. I could noi think of Echo Cafion-but imaginaiion was thrown far away into the land of fable & mythology. One would not be Kp& ai Amy thing or Amy being appearing in such a place. My pony & I weni every where that pony & 1 Cpuld go-leaving the ambulances to plod as they chose. Some of the cliffs had been scaled by adventurous Mormons, C rude fortifiations were seen in spots where it seemed as though only eagles could attain-forts built for hurling stones? I was fortunate in noi riding in my carriage-for having rode far ahead, I stopped to arrange my hair, which bushes & branches had disarranged, behold my ambulance approached, the mules dragging poor Dundee, on his back on the ground & the carriage lying on its side. The road was so craggy & rough, that the mules could not drag it far, & fortunately there was not damage done-only a few bruises. We went through twenty five or thirty miles in the caiion, when ,i wIdened & other most p~~uresque & lovely scenery appeared-but of a character entnelv dlffermr from that of the cafion. The Weber river appeared, with its lovely islands, groves of lofty trees, names unknown-with a rapid current 70