At evening, in the long Northern twilights, they would recount the traditions of the past.

Some of the old tales of the Blackfeet, Piegans, and Chippewas, are as charming as those of La Fontaine.
The Rainbow Falls are far more beautiful than those of the Black Eagle.
They are some six miles from the new city of Great Falls.

A long stairway of two hundred or more steps conducts the tourist into their very mist-land of rocks and surges.

Here one is almost deafened by the thunder.
When the sun is shining, the air is glorious with rainbows, that haunt the mists like a poet's dream.
The Great Fall, some twelve miles from the city, plunges nearly a hundred feet, and has a roar like that of Niagara.

It is one of the greatest water-powers of the continent.
The city of Great Falls is leaping into life in a legend-haunted region.
Its horizon is a borderland of wonders.