My comrade was even more startled than I, and we paused at every turn of that enchanting passage to gaze upon the masses of rock projecting over our heads hundreds of feet in the air, and casting their dark rude outlines upon the clear autumn sky.

The pass is a mile long, while in no one spot can many yards' distance be seen on either side.
The road seems to lose itself every moment in the bowels of the mountain, but as you proceed, you find a new avenue of escape, and a more fantastic group of impending rocks of a yet more entrancing beauty than that you had left behind.

In such a scene one could have no feeling of weariness and no sense of fear.

Neither could he doubt man's truth any more than God's omnipotence.

We lingered in the solitude and drank the moonbeams as they strayed through disjointed rocks and fell silvery and glowing on our path.