Being Nobody and Going Nowhere

"......Almost at once they heard the sound of water coming from above. All the people looked up to the cliff. A stream of water, silvery white, was coming over the edge of the rock. It broke into floating mist and then fell at their feet. The stream continued to float down, in a high and beautiful waterfall.
For many summers the white water has dropped from the cliff into the pool below. Sometimes in winter the spirit of the brave and beautiful maiden comes back to see the waterfall. Dressed in white, she stands among the trees at one side of Multnomah falls. There she looks upon the place where she made her great sacrifice and thus saved her lover and her people from the clutches of death." ----from Indian Legends Of The Northwest