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[[start page]] [[circled]]15[[/circled]] Oct 23 The sun has set and twilight is falling. A quart of beef tea and a large slice of raisin bread ought to inshure me to write but on the contrary I am lazy. The view however is grand and inspiring To the right and left the canon walls rise in a clean cliff over 2000 feet. In front, down the river a great mass of the outer wall rises like an immense castle pile falling to ruin. Four thousand feet above to the summit of its gray cap. To night it is a great black mass, yet small as compared with the greater extent of canon walls beneath. By the light of the rising sun the effect [[end page]]