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you have seen. Hither one of you
know, boys?”

“A drop of water,’ promptly
replied Ralph.

“Pooh!” exclaimed Rick.

“But, Rick, your brother is
nearer right than you would think
for. These rocky valleys down
through which rattle the moun-
tain streams, may have been af-
fected by convulsions of the earth’s
surface, but drops of water have
certainly been at work, cutting
and wearing away.

“A stream sweeps from the
mountains down into the plains,
and as it rolls on, it cuts like a
wheel into the earth. By-and-
by, the groove becomes very deep.
The river Colorado has hollowed
out a cafion over a thousand miles
of its way.

“‘ Here is what we term Terrace
Cajions, and you can see the deep
groove back through these steps
or terraces. At the foot of the
first terrace or step, we see the
water on whose surface drift
the boats of travellers of some
kind. In the Grand Caiion,