The Cantilever Bridge, from the Newport Side (Night)

I often think how the Ohio, in its wild and wayward February and March floods, sweeping all before it in its wild rush of mighty waters, snarls and tears at the bridges that span it.  They defy its fiercest onslaughts and stand serene and untroubled as monuments of man’s triumph over nature. 


From James Albert Green’s 1919 Bridges and Byways: Prints from the Etchings of J. T. Hurley