CHAPTEE IX. 
THE AMPHITHEATERS OF THE KAIBAB. 
The spring on the summit. — Tapeat’s Amphitheater. — Descent of the cafion wall. — Surprise Valley. — 
Powell’s Plateau. — The Hidden Spring. — Shinumo Amphitheater. — Muav Cation. — Hindoo Am- 
phitheater. — Milk Spring again.— Shiva’s Temple. — The central chain of parks and the drainage. — 
Thompson’s Spring. — The Transept. — Bright Angel Amphitheater. — The Lagoon. — Ottoman 
Amphitheater. — Alcoves and buttes. — Cape Royal. — The Cloister buttes. — Cape Final. — Vishnu’s 
Temple. — The head of the Grand Canon. — The monocline and the exposures of the Silurian. — 
The junction of the Little Colorado. — The great unconformity at the head of the Grand Canon. — 
The monoclines and faults south of the chasm. 
In the present chapter I shall describe briefly the portions of the Kaibab 
boundary which front the great chasm, noting the more important amphi- 
theaters and prominent objects of interest. It would be the more intelligible 
if the reader have before him the several sheets of Mr. Bodfish’s map of the 
southern portion of the Kaibab. Let us begin this tour at the westernmost 
part of the plateau represented in the northwestern sheet of the map. 
In order to reach that point, it is best to staid from a little spring in the 
western portion of the Kaibab, which the surveying parties have always 
called by its Indian name, Parusi-wompats. The traveler who has never 
visited it would scarcely be able to find it without a guide. It is securely 
hidden in a shallow ravine, which has nothing to distinguish it from hun- 
dreds of other ravines upon the broad platform. But the trail being known 
it is easily reached by a few hours’ ride tlu’ough the forest, either from the 
Big Spring in Stewart’s Canon or from He Motte Park. A more delightful 
camping place in summer or early autumn cannot be found. The grand 
old pines, the large graceful spruces, and pale-green aspens are abundant, 
but not too dense; the grass is knee-deep and swarming with gay flowers; 
the ground is dry and Arm. The ravine rambles away as an open glade 
in the forest, and soon winds out of sight. Beneath a clump of spruces 
the spring sends forth a slender thread of clear pure water, almost icy cold, 
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