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Incidentally, this stretch of river is said to be capable of producing the most tremendous water-power in the world. After skirting four miles of water that ran like a mill-race, we came upon the Rainbow Falls, where a thousand feet of river takes a drop of fifty feet over a precipice regular as a wall of masonry. This was much more to my liking a million horse-power or so busy making rainbows!
The immediate cause of this was no less than the falling of Master Percy, the youngest of my pupils, into the mill-race, with imminent danger both to his life and to mine, since I had to risk myself in order to save him.
But soon he was out again, and apparently more perplexed than ever. Presently he ventured to remark, with deference 'Pretty good stage of the river now, ain't it, sir? 'Well, I should say so! Bank-full IS a pretty liberal stage. 'Seems to be a good deal of current here. 'Good deal don't describe it! It's worse than a mill-race.
Down the long corridors there was a sound of weeping and scrubbing; while the galleries and the dark wooden stair-cases were sluiced with water. "Look out there!" called somebody every moment from somewhere, and then it was a question of escaping the downward-streaming flood. During the whole morning the water poured from one gallery to another, as over a mill-race.
Ever since St. Francis of Assisi appeared in Italy, barefooted monks and grey-robed nuns, who follow him, Franciscans and Sisters of St. Clare stream hither as water flows into a mill-race when the sluice-gates are opened.
He was at Monterey when John Marshall discovered gold in Sutter's mill-race. One of the streets in San Francisco is named after him." "I know it," Billy put in. "Whitney Street. It's near Russian Hill. Saxon's mother walked across the Plains." "And Billy's grandfather and grandmother were massacred by the Indians," Saxon contributed.
He could hear the rush of the water through the sedge in the mill-race, and then, all at once, the roll of the wheel, the low rumble of the mill-gear, and the cool whisper of the wind in the willows. When he went back into the house again the painted cloths upon the wall seemed dingier than ever compared with the clean, bright world outside.
The "herring-frogs" were keeping up an incessant, birdlike chirp down the glen, and nearer at hand the plunging water of the mill-race made a soothing noise. It really seemed that the poor creature had found a quiet refuge at last. Suddenly, something rustled and moved behind the mass of budding lilacs, at the farther corner of the garden-paling.
Then Daisy came home, school began, and wonderful events were happening all the time. The old story of Eldorado repeated itself. Strange rumours ran about like wildfire in meadow grass. A Captain Sutter was having his mill-race on one of the forks of the Sacramento River deepened and repaired, when a workman accidently discovered a shining nugget that proved to be gold.
A man named Marshall was building a mill for Sutter in the foot-hills of the Sierra Nevada mountains at the time when California had just come into the possession of the United States. While at work he noticed some shining grains in the sand of the mill-race. A little testing of the grains led him to the conclusion that they were gold.
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