crevice the particular hell of the place. On the
bottom and along the sides are two hundred grinning
mouths spurting liquids of every hue. Into this
sewer of desolation and dire combustion, midst hissing
vapor and the stench of decomposing drugs, vomit
white blue and black sulphur springs, boiling alum,
epsoni salts, and magnesia springs ; iron and soda
springs; conglomerate and nondescript medicated
mixtures, until the little rivulet, nauseated by the
vile compound, turns whejash in color, emits a faint
gurgle, tosses feverishly on its rocky bed, and then
slinks along its slimy way. Round stinking pools
that fill the air with their fetid breath, are incrusta-
tions of iron, tartaric acid, copperas, and verdigris.
The clammy ground, crispy with sulphuric crystals,
rough with scoriae, quakes and sends forth noxious
gases. Waves of sulphuric seas thump against the
thin crust of the seemingly hollow earth ; jets of
liquid black leap hissing from blue-vitriol mud, and a
cavernous roar echoes through the pitchy glen.
Nature, sick with sore boils, eaten by acids, palsied
and jaundiced, is smothered with alopathic abomina-
tions.
Pass Proserpine's Grotto and ascend the canon. Pick your way carefully and plant your feet in the footprints of the guide, else your legs may suffer for the neglect. First there is an Iron and Alum spring, with a temperature of 97° Fahrenheit ; then the Medicated Geyser bath, containing iron, sulphur, epsora salts and magnesia; Eye Water spring, om- nipotent against ophthalmia ; and in the order men- tioned Boiling Alum and sulphur spring, Black Sul- phur spring, Epsom Salts spring, Boiling Black sulphur spring. The largest spring is the Witches' Cauldron, situated two-thirds of the distance up the canon, and the loudest the Steamboat Spring at the head of the canon. The Witches' Cauldron is a hole or sink six or seven feet in diameter, of unknown depth, and with a temperature of 292° Fah
