re from an inch to a foot thick and from ten to fifty feet long,
according to the size of the tree which they support. The cause of the
queer root formation is not apparent.

The whole plateau country is scarce of water. The Grand Canon drains
the ground dry to an unusual depth. The nearest spring of water to the
Canon at Grand View is Cedar Spring, forty miles distant. Until
recently all the water used at the canon was either packed upon burros
from springs down in the canon or caught in ponds or reservoirs from
rains or melted snow. Since the completion of the railroad the water
is hauled in on cars constructed for that purpose.

The watershed of the canon slopes away from the rim and instead of the
storm water running directly into the river it flows in the opposite
direction. Only after a long detour of many miles does it finally
reach the river by the Little Colorado or Cataract Creek.

Now that the Grand Canon is made accessible by rail over a branch road
of the Santa Fe from Williams on the main line, it is reached in
comparative ease and comfort. But to stop at the Bright Angel Hotel
and look over the guard rail on the cliff down into the canon gives
merely a glimpse of what there is to see. A brief stay of one day is
better than not stopping at all, but to get even an inkling of its
greatness and grandeur days and weeks must be spent in making trips up
and down and into the canon.

After having seen the canon at Bright Angel the next move should be to
go to Grand View fourteen miles up the canon. An all day's stage ride
from Flagstaff to the canon was tiresome, but the two hours' drive
through the pine woods from Bright Angel to Grand View is only pleasant
recreation.

Seeing the Grand Canon for the first time does not necessarily produce
the startling and lachrymose effects that have been described by some
emotional writers, but the first sight never disappoints and always
leaves a deep and lasting impression.

As immense as is the great chasm it is formed in such harmonious
proportions that it does not shock the senses. But as everything about
the canon is built on such a grand scale and the eyes not being
accustomed to such sights it is impossible to comprehend it--to measure
its dimensions correctly or note every detail of form and color at the
first glance. As the guide remarked, "God made it so d-- big that you
can't lie about it."

To comprehend it at all requires time to re-educate th