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The Colorado River 
Here a stop was made for several days, and one evening 
some of us took a boat and went up the Yampa a little dis¬ 
tance. The walls were vertical and high, and the shadows 
thrown by the cliffs as we floated along their base were fairly 
luminous, so bright was the moon. A song burst from the 
rowers and was echoed from wall to wall till lost in the silence 
of the night-enveloped wilderness. Nothing could have been 
more beautiful, and the tranquillity was a joy to us after the 
days of turmoil in Lodore. 
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