My First Summer 



striking differences in voice, form, color, 

 etc. The Vernal, four hundred feet high 

 and about seventy-five or eighty feet wide, 

 drops smoothly over a round-lipped preci- 

 pice and forms a superb apron of em- 

 broidery, green and white, slightly folded 

 and fluted, maintaining this form nearly to 

 the bottom, where it is suddenly veiled in 

 quick-flying billows of spray and mist, in 

 which the afternoon sunbeams play with 

 ravishing beauty of rainbow colors. The 

 Nevada is white from its first appearance 

 as it leaps out into the freedom of the air. 

 At the head it presents a twisted appear- 

 ance, by an overfolding of the current from 

 striking on the side of its channel just be- 

 fore the first free outbounding leap is made. 

 About two thirds of the way down, the 

 hurrying throng of comet-shaped masses 

 glance on an inclined part of the face of 

 the precipice and are beaten into yet whiter 

 foam, greatly expanded, and sent bounding 

 outward, making an indescribably glorious 



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