“At Grand Tower, too, there was a railway; and another at Cape Girardeau. The former town gets its name from a huge, squat pillar of rock, which stands up out of the water on the Missouri side of the river– a piece of nature’s fanciful handiwork–and is one of the most picturesque features of the scenery of that region. For nearer or remoter neighbors, the Tower has the Devil’s Bake Oven–so called, perhaps, because it does not powerfully resemble anybody else’s bake oven; and the Devil’s Tea Table– this latter a great smooth-surfaced mass of rock, with diminishing wine-glass stem, perched some fifty or sixty feet above the river, beside a beflowered and garlanded precipice, and sufficiently like a tea-table to answer for anybody, Devil or Christian. Away down the river we have the Devil’s Elbow and the Devil’s Race-course, and lots of other property of his which I cannot now call to mind.”
Mark Twain, Life on the Mississippi, 1883.
Above is the Devil’s Backbone, I think. It seems, as Twain noted, that every feature near the town of Grand Tower is named after the Devil.
The river dominates the town, and has swallowed it on numerous occasions.
The bridge off in the distance has no road or track bed; as far as I can tell, it functions only for power lines. But that doesn’t seem right, either. Update: It’s a gas pipeline bridge.
The town itself has a couple of interesting buildings, such as this corner store above, and the old city hall below.