Vermont telegraph. [volume] (Brandon [Vt.]) 1828-1843, 1842-06-22

| Friends Beach and Rogers arrived and.
1--WE an resumed our joufney.to the noun
ltains. About q dozen miles of excellent
road carried us to Garnsey's tavern in the
immediate neighborhood of the great
peaks We stopped there 10 refresh our
selves and horses. and to go out to visit
1.-The celebrated FInme. We refreshed our
selves. for we had brought some whole
Some bread along with US, and got some
spring water. Whether our horses got
any Tefreshment we doubicd-for poor
Garnsey was 50 stupidity besotied when
we returned from the Flume, that he
could not convince US whether he had fed
them or not. He run OF notion he had.
He thought he bad watered them too, but
the horses denied that as soon as we led
them to the trough. We went out east,
70 see the Flume, about mile into the
wood. The way was exceedingly roman
tic. Il was a foot path lhrough the very
deepest and heaviest growth of New
Hampshire woods. We past birches as
big as mast pines. About quarter of a
mile from the high road The path pitched
down two or three hundred feet, very pre-
cipitously, at the bottom OF which roared
mountain stream among the rocks as
clear as chrystal and as cold as a we'll.
Our way lay across it on The trunk of a
fallen spruce that required some steadi-
ness TO pass. We crossed this stream
three or four times more, and came to the
cascade. The bed Of the stream is here a
bare, smooth rock, ascending some ten or
fifteen degrees. 1t is about twice as wide
as the stream, which glides down over it,
barely covering the messy rock. 1t con-
llnues Up, we should think, several hun
dred feet. Al the foot of it the water
dashes into basin. We walked up dry
shod the whole length of the cascade to
where the rocks began to wall up on each
side and form the entrance way to the
Flume. This is a tremendous chasm, cut
directly up into the bosonlsof the noun.
tain-the walls rising on each side in the
highest parts sixty or hundred feet, as if
they had been chisselled 10 the solid rock.
We took no dimensions, but should say
the great sluice was fifteen or twenty feel
wide, and as many rods long. Il may be
longer. The stream was along the bot
tom OF It. among enormous rocks that have
got there we could not conjecture how.
The Fiume bends about at the upper end
and we could not see its termination.
There seemed no place. from which The
rocks could have been rent, in the stu
pendous walls Of the chasm, which rose
up smooth to the top-and we thong bit
they must have ocen tumbled along down
the great trough by the headlong water in
time OF food. We were struck with awe
at entering it, as we gazed up the giant
trench, TO spy massey rock, weighing we
should think hundred ton. hanging in
the very jaws of the chasm, suspended in |
the air. It looks at first sight as il it was
about TO tall. It must have dropped into
the rift. we imagined, when Il was rent
asunder by the volcano or earthquake or
other mountain throe that opened it, or
mayhap some Titan wantonly hu:led il
down there from the peak of the Great
Haystack. A wild and picturesque look
ing bridge stretches over the chasm a liz
tie way from the pendant rock. tits made
by the trunk of a mightytree fallen across
there by some hurricane that swept the
mountain side. Brother Beech had en-.
tered the Flume ahead OF the rest Of us.
and when we had advanced lille wavl
into It, we discovered him, beyond the ac.
cesslble. Path-clambering by the hands
along the side ofthe great wall. He had
doffed his hat, coat and waistcoat, and
pools and stockings, and was adventuring
lot the upper ED Of the cavern. We
feared ne would "catch his death coldn-I
II ne did not get dashed to pieces-for it
was as cold and damp as dungeon. We
shouted TO him al the top of our voices
but he could not hear us, for the roar of
he cataract, and the distance. He soon
disappeared at the end of the Flume, and
we saw no more Of him, till cry over
head made US look up, and we beheld him
midway of the bridge. If Waller Scott
'ould have had such an incident, he would .
make picture of it, to immortallze some !
# his Rob Roys or Helen McGregors. a
We told brother Beach, after~his descent, Ee
hat we would now riskshim for an old
rganized Neutrality-suspicious. ADVISED 8
lin 10 take the field. We all sung Old
hundred at the foot of the cascade and
made our back 10 Garnsey's. After CIV
no the poor .benumbed, besotted taverner
What exhortation he had sense enough TO
lear, we paid him for his probmatical oais.
md rode on for the Notch. e
The way was most beautiful. through q
be Subsidiary primevai woods. We
,oped deer would show himself from
he wild--but he would not-not know.
no that we were no hunters The Pemi- 2
rewassett brawled along our road side, no !
onger river-but a mountain brook 8
oaming among the rounded rocks and
old enough to drink. The air was moist. '