world.  Far ahead we perceive the first dawnings of day, shining with a silvery pallid hue on the walls, and increasing in brightness as we advance, until it bursts forth in all the golden rays and glorious effulgence of the setting sun.  This parting scene is lovely and interesting.  We bid adieu to the “Great Monarch of Caves.”  We here terminate our subterranean tour.  Standing on the grassy terrace above, we inhale the cool, pure air, and take a last look at the “great Wonder of Wonders!” To all we would say “go and see—­explore the greatest of the Almighty’s subterranean works.”  No description can give you an idea of it—­neither can inspection of other caves; it is “the Monarch of Caves!” none that have ever been measured can at all compare with it, in extent, in grandeur, in wild, solemn, serene, unadorned majesty; it stands entirely alone.—­“It has no brother; it has no brother.”