, 1863-08-12
A, SCnHMEus TRIP EAST.
WARD.
Incidents of the TrIr-Torontot Mon
treaI npd Ktnxhton-The Rapids OF
Fort william Henry-1Ic Beauties Of
H0r1cau.
Especial Correspondence Of the Chicago Tribune,}
Caldwell, n T.. HEAD OF LAKE QEnEoE,
"Wednesday, June 29th, 1868. (

y LII HEAD OF LAKE G7EnEGEst
"Wednesday, June 29th, 1863
Locking out from my window on Lake
George, or, to use its more beautiful and more
appropriate Indian name, the Horizon, can
hardly restrain my eyes from feasting Oh the
magnificent scenery around ms, or command
MY mind from revel1ing in the thrilling his
torical associations for which Lake Cham.
p1sin and the Horizon have for hundred years
been famous, long enongh to notice 70: the
benefit ofthose who propose for themselves
the risit ind the luxury Of an honr east stward,
the Incidents By the way In reaching tals cla=
SIC spot. A trip eastward has been taken. b;
the writer By every route travelled, from the
West 10 the seaooard, rorth Of Philadelphia.
and from none does the traveller, in our ju3g
ment, derive more pleasure and profit than b.
the Michigan Central and Grand Trunk R1il
ways and the St., Lawrance River. It Is in all
respects one Of the finest upon the American
continent, ,and in some Of Its features Its equal
cannot be found any where upon the faca of
the earth. Let no one 60 to Europe tv han
for sights and scenes worthy Of hia study and
admiration TIL he has been down the St. Law
1ance. Our route to this place, with sotne Of
the more noticeable objects and incidents by
Leaving Chicago ca the evening of the 22d,
after good nights rest on the splendid cars
Of the Michigan Central, our little party found
themselves early, In the morning at Detroit
ready to receive us- Soon after s o'clock We
reached Sarnia, ard, taking good look up
Lake Huron and good breakfast. away We
sped through Canada, with yery little to tell
Us That we were in the donlinions Of Queen
Victoria. For the first fifty or seyenty-dve
miles the road runs through new country
mostly level and covered with dense forest,
but for the rest Of the way to Toronto where
the road reaches Lake Ontario, the country is
rich and somewhat broken By hills, but 1t is
generally: well cultivated, bg apparently q
thrifty and intelligent farming community.
The road to tie wants and the inquiries. Of
passengers, and he would be an incorrigiblo
cIabstick who conld find anything to COM
plain Of in travelling oyer this route.
About eight o'clock in the evening, we
found ourselves At Port Hope, nearly serenity
steamer Empress half an honr behind us, We
| left the cars, and In few moments were en-
| joying The hospitalities ofCapt. Andrew Dun.
lap, to whose kindness and courtesles our
| party were greatly Indebted. Of course we
need not tell the tourist, and our railroad
| friends will not be jealous for our saying it,
| that after al, d fine steamer affords the most
| comfortable mode Of travelling possible,
| where time is not an essential element in the
calculation.
| Morning found us at the fine old town Of
Kingston. Everything about it bespeaks Its
age and the substantial character Of its peo-
pie. Soon after leaving the town we are
among *.the thousand islands,'' and a most
wonderful collection Of pine covered rocks,
rearing their heads above the water, they are.
! Gaily the steamer darts about among them.
I now lodging this way. and then that, till one
| wonders how the pilot can remember his
| winding way among them. No description
can begin to do Justice to the wonders Of this
| recfous They must be seen to be enjoTed and
| apnreciated. These s'is1ands Of beauty"
psSsed, and Prescott, 0gdensbnrgh and Wind
NH Point, where, In 1887, the last Of the Ga.
| madam rebels were defeated and taken, behind
ps, The St. Lawrence begins to hasten onward
| to The ocean, with unwonted velocity. In
| passing all the rapids, with the permission Of
the captain, take your stand on the hurricane
| deck beeidet the wheel house. From this you can
take In the whole view, and We pity the man
| whose eorl is not deeply stirred within hlu
as he secs this mighty riyer pouring Its vast
and resistless foods over Its rocky bed, with
the Wild, reckless roar OF mountain torrent.
| And as our good steamer leaps from wave to
!! ware, and rushes ty the dark, fronnlng rocks,