. The calumet of the Coteau, and other poetical legends of the border. t of trappers,Or the gulch where miners dwell, Searching for the hidden treasures,Shall for toil reward them well,And the wealth of nations swell. Even thus the bard in singingStrains of those who fighting fell By the bolts from rifles ringing,For himself may harvest well,And the works of knowledge swell. RUSTIC BRIDGE AND CRYSTAL FALLS. 81 Will these feet that trip so lightlyOer this structure rude but strong,Or these eyes which beam so brightly,Eer greet scenes more meet for song? Skipping rill from snowy fountainsDashing

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. The calumet of the Coteau, and other poetical legends of the border. t of trappers, Or the gulch where miners dwell, Searching for the hidden treasures, Shall for toil reward them well, And the wealth of nations swell. Even thus the bard in singingStrains of those who fighting fell By the bolts from rifles ringing, For himself may harvest well, And the works of knowledge swell. RUSTIC BRIDGE AND CRYSTAL FALLS. 81 Will these feet that trip so lightlyOer this structure rude but strong, Or these eyes which beam so brightly, Eer greet scenes more meet for song? Skipping rill from snowy fountainsDashing through embowred walls, Fairy dell mid frowning mountains, Grotto pool and Crystal Falls. Charming dell, begirt with wonders, Mighty falls on either hand, Quiet glen amid their thunders, Matchless, save in Wonder-Land. Oer their mingled mists and shadowsRainbows beauteous, tinted, rise, And their ever-changing halosBlend and vanish in the skies. Shy beneath the crystal waters, In the grotto of the glen, Sylvan forms of natures daughtersSport and bathe unseen by men.132. RUSTIC BRIDGE AND CRYSTAL FALLS. 134 RUSTIC BRIDGE AND CRYSTAL FALLS. Here we part, perchance forever, In our pilgrimage below;Yet in scenes like this together, Above may we each other know ! HIGH TOWERS THE CRAGGY SUMMIT. High towers the craggy summit, begirt with glistening snow, Mirrored in emerald lakelets in flowery vales below;Proud soars the fearless eagle around the frozen crest, Low, mid the blooming daisies, the turtle builds her nest;Down verdant sloping terrace flow sweetly gliding rills, Roars cataract like thunder in echoes mid the hills;The woolly-sheep and big-horn trail deep in mountain snow, 82 And beavers build their wick-e-ups where warm the waters flow. 83 Gigantic wrecks of forests, all fossilized to stone, By trailing vines and cedars are, trellis-like, oergrown;Through flowery vales the river meanders on its wayTo cataract and canon, their thunder, mist, and spray;And vales of blooming roses ar