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Show BY PATH AND TRAIL. 29 down the rugged slopes and opened ghastly wounds in the sides of the mountains. These wounds are the deep gulches, the dark ravines and abysses of horrent and gloomy depths where sunlight never enters. The run lets, streams and hurrying waters were rushing to a com mon meeting and as they fled they left scars on the face of their enemy and the clouds were avenged. And when these fluid auxiliaries met together each one of them car ried to the common center large contributions of silt and sand, spoils torn from the foe. The mountains rolled huge rocks upon their enemies, poured liquid, fiery tor rents of molten masses which hardening into metallic shrouds covered the land and obliterated the courses and beds of the streams. But raw auxiliaries and recruits came from the region of the clouds, opened new chan nels, massed their strength, and together cut into and through the great mountains a frightful gash one mile deep and many miles long. Through this gash flows the Urique river as blood flows from a gaping wound, and as I looked down and into the dark abyss, I thought I saw Kubla Khan gazing into the gloomy depths of Anadu Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns, measureless to man, Down to the silent sea. Before, above and around me was a panorama of un surpassed sublimity, a tremendous manifestation of the creative will of God, a co- mingling of natural wonders and elemental forces proclaiming to man the omnipo tence of God and the glory of the Lord. To the material mind the land around me is " desert land, a place of hor ror and of waste wilderness, which cannot be sowed, nor |