THE
Crest of the Continent:
A RECORD OF
A SUMMER’S RAMBLE IN THE ROCKY
MOUNTAINS AND BEYOND.
By ERNEST INGERSOLL.
“We climbed the rock-built breasts of earth!
We saw the snowy mountains rolled
Like mighty billows; saw the birth
Of sudden dawn; beheld the gold
Of awful sunsets; saw the face
Of God, and named it boundless space.”