Trout and Troxiting; 59 



The Sand Spring is so called because grains of 

 brilliant sand spring up with the water. This sand 

 resembles a mixture of gold and silver dust ; it forms in 

 little clouds just under the water's bubble and then 

 settles down to form and rise again and again. This 

 effect, with the rich colors of wild pink roses, tiny 

 yellow watercups, blue lilies, and three shades of 

 green in the cresses and deer tongue that grow all 

 about, produces a pretty picture. The spring is not 

 over a foot in diameter, but the sand edges and the 

 pool cover several feet. In drinking the water, 

 strange to say, one does not take any sand with it. 



Being located at one side of the old road between 

 Cresco and Canadensis every visitor has an oppor- 

 tunity of seeing it without going more than a few feet 

 out of his direct way. Some of the stories told about 

 the old Sand Spring are worth hearing, and no one can 

 tell them better or with more special pleasure than the 

 farmers living thereabout. One man affirms that 

 " more 'an a hundred b'ar and as many deer have been 

 killed while drinking the crystal water of the spring." 



Each of the falls is a picture of true wild scenery. 

 Though some miles apart they may be here described 

 in the same paragraph. 



Great trees have fallen over the water from the 

 banks and lodged on huge projecting moss-covered 

 rocks; they are additional obstacles to the rushing, 

 roaring, down-pouring water, which flows through and 

 over them like melted silver. This against the dark 

 background of the mountain woods, the blue and snow- 

 white of the heavens, the green of the rhododendron- 

 lined banks, and the streams' bottoms of all-colored 

 stones creates a series of charming and ever-varying 

 views. 



