92 The Evening of Aug. i, 1895. 



down at him from out of the sky, but they 

 stopped when they were near enough to 

 see how swift the water was in which he 

 rested with such apparent ease. The on- 

 set of the hissing chute and the smother- 

 ing white water of the exploding falls were 

 to him nothing more than a challenge to 

 try his strength. He would first leap into 

 the air below the falls and take a good 

 look at them, for they could kill him stone 

 dead in an instant if he were to allow it. 

 After looking at the falls he would run up 

 more closely and hold his head out of the 

 confusing, boiling foam for an inspection 

 of the easiest-looking place. Then he 

 would spring six feet into the thunder, 

 and hurled back violently with injury to 

 his dignity he would gather his powers 

 for a mighty effort, and in one clear pa- 

 rabola of twelve feet or more would sail 

 through the air over the flying water at 

 the foot of the falls and force himself up 

 through the awful current to a resting- 

 place in the eddy above. 



This he would do when the day was 

 bright and clear, but through the night 



