Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1838-06-09


lovely girls. They are constant readers of the He
raid and am therefore compelled to say few words
IN relation TO them. 1t is not long since was tnere
and directly Mr.. Bennett returns shall tumble IN
amongst them again. and enjoy the pleasure OF their
sweet Smiles and sail on the lovely lake that skirts
their abiding place.
Skencateles is town in the interior OF this state,
located upon romantic lake Of the same name, tho
Interpretation of which is Handsome Squaw."-
Whoever has CHANGED to spend few days among
its inhabitants will never forget that the daughters Of
the handsome squaw" surpass the generality Of
their sex in loneliness and accomplishments. Most
of them are of the brunette CASTE with large dark
eyes, fine features, and pessliar grace Of manner
which is very bewichlng. They are passonately at
tached to The spot Of their nativity, which has lsng
been the abiding place Of poets, painters and sculp
tors; and which, at this season Of the year. most
enchanting. An enthusiastic young artistic, who ex-
cells in his profession, has been lingering for some
months about the banks of this beautiful lake. as
though It were impossible to tear himself away from
a spot SO well calculated TO draw forth mis- skill in
portraying natures beauties upon canvass. II is &C.
neray supposed to be enthusiasm Cor the picturesque
which binds him to the spot, but have lately had
my suspicious excited, by various tender glances
rogue has other cause for pretracng his stay.
The hospitality OF the inhabitants is proverbial,
and the accommodating host at the hotel is never
so happy as when obieing his guests. Ramor says,
that the past winter has been a very catching time
between the fair residents Of this fairy land and the
city gentlemen who have CHANGED TO visit the place,
either upon business or otherwise. The report is not
unfounded-
But God for bid thatI
kould get mysf II IN trouble, by rev~alsg
Secrets OF this sort. L have too long
Low pretty women, with poets feeling.
Ard WI IN boy, i. day Or, am, and in sone,
Nave knet me dowo ard worshipp'd them-Alas!
TLey never thanked me for but ct that pass.
I've felt full many heart achs jamy day,
A, the mere rusilne of a muslin gown
And caught sos dreadful CO ds blush to say,
While shivsring in The shade ofbeauty's frown-
IT'S said her sRii~s su bsa ans, II may be,
Bat never a sunbeam, would she throw on me-"
This romantic little lake is celebrated for its deli
cious trout which are taken with hook and line,
and afford most capital sport There are few boats
upon its waters well fitted up for short excursions;
one IN particular, belonging 10 young Mr.. B., is
moored under the eastern bank and has often borne
upon its little decks, precious clusters of those fair
creatures for whom we live, and move, and have
our being" and who have beguiled for us many an
hour upon this "moonit sea-"
Strangers who have never ps ssed along this route
have treat in anticipation which can never be sur
passed; they will find The accommodations at the
hotel capital, and have only 10 hint their inclination
TO the commodore, OF desire 10 taste trout al din.
ner and when the hour arrives, you will find him
fresh frsm his crystal element hardly done Topping
upon the table before you.