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Title: Frank's ranche, or, My holiday in the Rockies : being a contribution to the inquiry into what we are to do with our boys
Year: 1886 (1880s)
Authors: Marston, E. (Edward), 1825-1914
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Publisher: London : Sampson Low, Marston, Searle, & Rivington
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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a beautiful vase-like shape,and came down in hot showers all round. Ofcourse we managed to get outside the rangeof the spray, but we had some difficulty insteering clear of the little rivers of hot waterwhich were streaming all round us. The erup-tion lasts for about five minutes. We saw Old Faithfuls performances justas the sun was setting most brilliantly over thefar-off western mountains. There are scoresof other geysers continually bubbling, boil-ing, and seething on this great white plain,which is hemmed in on all sides by pine orfir-clad hills, forming a scene not to be de-scribed by me. The principal geysers have allnames attached to them. *^ The Giantess onlyshows off her powers once in fourteen days.Then there are * The Castle, The Lion,*The Lioness, and her two cubs, TheGrand, The Comet, &c. One of the mostcurious and eccentric is called The Bee-Hive. She is very uncertain in her move-ments ; but when she does go off she throwsa strange, solid column of water straight up
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OLD FAITHFUL. MV HOLIDAY IN THE ROCKIES, 121 into the air for 220 feet, which is thendiffused in brilliant colours, like rocketsat a Crystal Palace display of fireworks. Wedid not see her—her times are irregular; butthere is a small one at her foot called TheIndicator, which, when it goes off, gives halfan hours warning that ^ The Bee-Hive iscoming. Then there is a strange commotionat the hotel, for she sometimes bursts out atmidnight. A watchman on the look-out shouts,The Bee-Hive ! the Bee-Hive ! and peo-ple rush out of their beds wrapped up inblankets, or whatever clothing they can find,and off they go; there is no time to dress,for the grand display is as brief as it ismagnificent. We could not give time (two days or more)to travel fifty miles farther in order to seethe grandest scene of all in this park of won-ders—the Grand Canon. I am told by every-one who has seen it that it is quite impos-sible by words or paint-brush to give anyidea of its grandeur. As, however, any desc

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