Its perfection of colours seems to be reflected again and yet again in the roaring torrent, and to be also an emblem of peace where all is turmoil.

We were hurried away to remove our wet rainproof coats and to dry our hats and faces in the brilliant sunshine.

It seemed as if the Falls guard their beauties jealously, and do not allow the spectator to gaze on them without paying the price of being saturated by their spray.

For the next two hours we were taken from one point of vantage to the other, and yet felt we had not seen half of even what is known as the north side.

We were shown the barely commenced path leading right away down to the edge of the foaming, boiling gorge, which is to be known as "The Lovers' Walk," and from its steepness it occurred to me that these same lovers will require to possess some amount of endurance.