The second we allowed to run through with lines attached, but as she got several severe knocks we deemed it unsafe to risk the other.

Our camp was on a small level place among some pine trees, almost over the fall, and I think I never saw a more romantic spot.

The moon shone down into the canyon with surpassing brilliancy, and this, in contrast to our lavish camp-fire and extremely comfortable surroundings, made a combination ever to be remembered.

See pages 113 and 112.
It was on one of the huge rocks above the river on the left that Ashley wrote his name.

This was in black letters, sheltered by a slight projection of the rock which acted as a cornice.