North and South forks of the Platte, a distance of
eighteen and a half miles. As we expected to find no water
for the whole of this distance, the India-rubber bags were
filled with a small supply. The road struck directly up the
bluff, rising quite rapidly at first, then very gradually
for twelve miles, when we reached the summit, and a most
magnificent view saluted the eye. Before and below us was
the North Fork of the Nebraska, winding its way through
broken hills and green meadows; behind us the undulating
prairie rising gently from the South Fork, over which we had
just passed; on our right, the gradual convergence of the
two valleys was distinctly perceptible; while immediately at
our feet were the heads of Ash Creek, which fell off
suddenly into deep precipitous chasms on either side,
leaving only a high narrow ridge or back bone, which
gradually descended, until, toward its western termination,
it fell off precipitately into the bottom of the creek. Here
we were obliged, from the steepness of the road, to let the
wagons down by ropes, but the labor of a dozen men for a few
days would make the descent easy and safe. The bottom of Ash
Creek is tolerably well wooded, principally with ash and
some dwarf cedars. The bed of the stream was entirely dry,
but toward the mouth several springs of delightfully cold
and refreshing water were found, altogether the best that
has been met with since leaving the Missouri. We encamped at
the mouth of the valley, here called Ash Hollow. The traces
of the great tide of emigration that had preceded us were
plainly visible in remains of camp-fires, in blazed trees
covered with innumerable names carved and written on them;
but, more than all, in the total absence of all herbage . .
. On the slope towards the South Fork the valleys are wide
and long with gracefully curved lines, gentle slopes, and
broad hollows . . . . Almost immediately after crossing the
point of "divide," we strike upon the headwaters of Ash
Creek, whence the descent is abrupt and precitous (sic).
Immediately at your feet is the principal ravine, with sides
four or five hundred feet in depth, clothed with cedar. Into
this numerous other ravines run, meeting it at different
angles, and so completely cutting up the earth, that
scarcely a foot of level ground could be seen. The whole
surface consisted of merely narrow ridges dividing the
ravines from each other, and running up to so sharp a crest
that it would be difficult for anything but a mountain-goat
to traverse their summits with impunity. Never before had I
seen the wonderful effects of the action of water on a grand
scale more strikingly exemplified.17 17 Stansbury's Expedition to the Great Salt Lake, pp. 40-41. 18 Ibid., p. 289. 19 Across the Rocky Mountains, p. 107. |
emigrants into a sort of voluntary general postoffice.
Many advertisements in manuscript were posted on the walls
outside. These included descriptions of lost horses, cattle,
etc.; and inside, in a recess, there were a large number of
letters addressed to persons in every part of the world,
with requests that those who passed would convey them to the
nearest postoffice in the states. "The place had something
of an air of a cross roads settlement, and we lingered
around it some time, reading the advertisements and looking
over the letters."20 20 What I Saw in California, pp. 97-98. 21 Across the Rocky Mountains, pp. 97-98. 22 Stansbury's Expedition, p. 48. 23 What I Saw in California, p. 100. 24 Journal of an Exploring Tour, p. 63. |
Engraving from photograph by John Wright, Staff Artist. CHIMNEY ROCK In November, 1904, members of the editorial staff of this History made an examination of the picturesque part of the Oregon trail in Nebraska -- between Ash Hollow and Scotts Bluff -- and took the photograph here reproduced. Chimney Rock, a land-mark easily seen thirty miles distant, is two and one-half miles south of Bayard. The area of its dome-like base is upwards of forty acres. Drawings by the early travelers including Frémont, represent the Chimney as cylindrical. It is in fact rectangular, like the chimney of a modern house. Court House Rock--engraving on opposite page--is about five miles south of Bridgeport. Pumpkin Seed creek, a clear and rapidly flowing stream, about two yards wide, runs close to the southern and western base, which rises abruptly from the level valley, then doubles back about sixty yards, thus enclosing a section of an ellipse. The jail, so called from its association with the Court House, is about forty yards east of the latter, and its eastern front is a remarkably symmetrical circular tower. Labyrinthine water courses have been cut through the base of these rocks which cover upwards of eighty acres. Toward the creek they are from twenty to thirty feet in depth, and the rushing waters have smoothed their walls almost to a polish. These remarkable elevations were formed by the action of water cutting away the less durable contiguous rock. The material of which they are composed is somewhat harder, and lighter in color than the clay-banks along the Missouri river. Letters cut in them fifty years ago remain unimpaired, and it does not appear that they have been much diminished in height during that time. Buffalo grass grows up to the beginning of the steep sides. |
present tendency of the pine growth to extend from that
part of the state eastward, as observed by our botanists.
Parker observes that, "It has been called the Chimney; but I
should say it ought to be called Beacon Hill, from its
resemblance to what was Beacon Hill in Boston." He found the
base of the rock three miles from the river. "This Beacon
Hill has a conical formed base of about half a mile in
circumference, and one hundred and fifty feet in height, and
above this is a perpendicular column, twelve feet square,
and eighty feet in height; making the whole height about two
hundred and thirty feet. We left our horses at the base, and
ascended to the perpendicular. It is formed of indurated
clay or marl, and in some parts is petrified. It is of a
light chocolate or rufous colour, in some parts white. Near
the top were some handsome stalactites, at which my
assistant shot, and broke off some pieces of which I have
taken a small specimen."29 29 Journal of an Exploring Tour, pp. 64-65. 30 Across the Rocky Mountains, p. 110. 31 What I Saw in California, pp. 101-102. 32 Journal of an Exploring Tour, p. 66. 33 Across the Rocky Mountains, p. 112. 34 Stansbury's Expedition, p. 272. |
Scotts Bluff, the most imposing in appearance of all the elevations in the Platte valley, is three miles south of the town of that name and two miles west of Gering. The upper and next to the lower pictures show the Bluff, the Tower, and Mitchell's Pass, the route of the Oregon trail between them, looking west from Gering. The upper picture on the right was taken at midnight by the light of the moon, after an exposure of an hour and a half (photo by H. A. Mark). To the left of it is the Tower alone. The second picture from the top is a view of the Bluff from the east side, an irrigation canal in the foreground. At the bottom is the bridge at Camp Clarke, built in 1876, for the Black Hills traffic, by Henry T. Clarke with the aid of other enterprising citizens of Omaha, leading freighters, and the Union Pacific railroad company.
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