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his ears, and he catches distant glimpses 

 of the white cloud which hovers in the 

 ravine. When the river is brimful from 

 bank to bank, and its entire volume is 

 rolling over the precipice in one vast 

 wave, there is really little to be seen, 

 because the clouds so fill the whole ra- 

 vine as to shroud the scene. But when 

 the time of high flood has passed, the 

 waters are found to have parted into 

 four divisions, each of which as it passes 

 over the brink of the precipice assumes 

 an individual character totally unlike 

 the rest, just as four members of one 

 family may be found differing so strik- 

 ingly in face and form and temper, as 

 to make their common origin matter of 

 surprise. 



In this family there is one plain and 



