The last chapter of Mr Wallace’s travel diary.
Overawed by the majesty of the Yosemite National Park
everything went well until we covered about half a mile and then the car just stopped. Geraldine could do nothing with it and I have never had time to learn anything about a car except how to keep the accelerator down
A few yards from the hotel we looked down and suddenly without any warning the earth stopped short and the grand canyon of Arizona was below us.