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Tonight, I continue the story,

The Yosemite by John Mior.

So lie down, close your eyes,

and let me read you a story.

The Nevada Fall

The Nevada Fall is 600 feet high

and is usually ranked next to the Yosemite, in general interest among the five

main falls of the valley. Coming through the little Yosemite, in tranquil reaches, the river is first

broken into rapids on a moraine boulder bar that crosses the lower end of the valley.

Thence it pursues its way to the head of the fall

in a rough solid rock channel,

dashing on side angles, heaving in heavy, surging masses

against the elbow knobs,

and swirling and swashing in potholes without a moment's rest. Thus, already chafed and dashed

to foam, overfolded and twisted, it plunges over the brink of the precipice as if glad to escape

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