The Cleveland leader. [volume] (Cleveland [Ohio]) 1865-1865, 1865-09-13
Lt,terae Hu,is-Among The mount~ips.

Lftferae Huris-AmOng the BEOuBtains.
From ea Occasional CorresPondsnt.l
There is a sweet sentiment expressed by
Richter, the truth Of which every lover of
nature must have felt. Mature" be says,
twas appointed by God to be the constant
friend, mentor and comforter Of mortal
man to be his guardian spirit, calling
him to unity with himself-with himself IS
an individual, with himself as a race"
1t is singular that nsture should eve be
regarded IS an enemy; not so strange that
she should be worshiped as q god. 1 have
questioned whether the hostile attitude
men have assumed toward this real friend,
is the fruit of the ancient notion that evil
is inherent in matter, or the mere express
sion of an ugly spirit. 1 am looking a
hundred times a day upon an abrupt peak,
wedging the sky between Mts. Morish and
Carter, which resembles the human face,
and; taken together with Mt. Garter, looks
like q man with his knees drawn up in
bed. This grotesque figure is called THE
Imp" A most lovely little recess in the
side of q mountain bears the endesring title
uDsvirs Dem" A romantic mountain
ridge, from which l have witnessed many
a glorious sun set, finds no better epithet
thar "Devils Backbone" the side of the
same being known IS "DeviPs Rib"
Whence such names? Are they conferred
because these modes of nature impedes the
practical operations of men, or because an
e-xtravagant and over jealous Interpretation
has been given to the inspired pTecept,
"Love not the world neither the things
that are in the world p.
A real, and at the same time, safe Ell "
ment of nature depends upon our holding
To tho notion of Mr.. Ruskin thst she is q
Living thing, without passing yer 10 Ine
folly of Pautheism. How true is it that
ospring's warm look has unfsttereI the fountains,
brooks 60 tumbling with silVery feos."
And you cannot meet the little streams
that course down the rough cheeks of these
mountains, without putting into their
mouths the inimitable lines Of Tenn yson's
"Brook,"
1 steal by lawns snI grassy plo's-
l slid by bsz | covers;
1 weave the sweet fOrget-me-nOts
That grow TO- happy lovers.
1 slip, l slide, | gioo1, l gla- &c
Among my skiT ming swallows
1 make the netted sunbeam dance
Ag ,in.t my sandy shadows. etc.
The truth of these sentiments was never
more deeply impressed upon me than by a
days visit to Berlin Falls.
You should mska the journey on foot, if
possible, that you may leisurely avail your
self of every point Of view. lou follow
the chsupel of the Audroscroggin six miles
above Gorbsm, the stream 'glsncing" and
"chsttering" to you a. you proceed, while
Mount Hayes throws bis flank, clothed wi b
. luxu,isnt verdure to his vely summit,
elong the left bank A couple of hours
brings you within the sound ofthe foamiDg
noisy cascade. The whole volume of the
river rushes down through q granite cut
with a pitch of two hundred feet il a mile.
But you do not think of the msthema:ics,
you give yourself to be transported by the
fascinating beauty of the tumbling water
itself. Stan ding on the bridge, or planting
yourself at any point along the three leaps
of the fall, you get q different effect.
Around the corners of these great granite
rocks that seem TO be doing their brst to
fortify the ground against encrOschment
from this crazy river, the cascade glances
ike q living face. Down, down, down
dsshes the reckless foam crested current
reminding you At one time Of savage ami
mails hurrying upon their prey, st another
of laughing merry children, who come
pacing along until they reach the top Of a
hill, then let themselves go with all their
might. We linger here spell-bound by
this amber olored torrent pouring over
black rocks, scattering jets of exquisite
pearls, aud sending y shower. bsth upon
the heads of old boulders lying mid.chsn.
mel, burning under the fierce SUI. L9ok
up or down, and you see the stream plung
ing in its wild hurry edged with green
bushes that patter and plsy in the descend
ing current. We find a rock near the
middle of enc OF the leaps wet with y per-
petual shower of pezrif, and these with
Adams and Madison looking over our
shoulders, at one of the hottest noors of
the summer yet perfectly cool, while you,
Mr.. LEADER, are sweltsring in the prepar-
stion Of your next editorial breakfast
there we spread our rustic dinner, while
our ears are charmed with natures sweet
est music. Mon DDNTEs.
GoRHAM, N. H, September Ist.