The New York herald., 1873-08-15

awkwardness or of hunger In anticipation you
will be able to Judge as the story progresses.
When the excitement was over and the
'.hash,n hgurative and literal, scattered to
the winds we began to look where we were.
without wishing to draw on the "Arabian
Nights" in q fairy land. We had LEFT the
low lanas and were now far up on the mountain
side, and through the trees we caught glimpse Of
the noble Hudson, worming like snake through
Natures lap Now and then we spied white
sailed craft without wishing TO detract from the
beauty Of the foregoing fgure) walking like ny
on the snake. The further up the mountain we
the cooler the atmosphere. Our attention freed
tion OF cold, and forthwith waterproofs and over
coats-not unlike Josephian robes spangled with
egg y%slks % and frescoed with mustard, with here
spongy cake-were brought into use.
from the river being sat ont nv the trees We had
to content ourselves with what GstheticEl people
cali 'nner liie, land no dinner In the basket) un.
at the head Of Sic Sleepy Hollow IN the apex
Glove In the mountains. Here we tried to regalo
our ourselves with milk punches; but as the barten.
wliskey made pills Of the milk. When the liquid
POT cheese was brought out we were sitting ON the
..sleepy hollown Our disappointment W was great;
Put I we made discovery which enlivened us some.
having SO NJ ls yssTy au
son sent his little goblin to this hotel FOR the agon
1u OF wniskey, for t kills at forty rods petri1es
mllk and perforates bluestone nags. From
mere we walked up hill to the Noun
tam House, and, arriving at the hill
TOP we thought OF dinner, but having been IN.
yictuas' at this fashionable resort we went to the
Laurel House, where our menu masher made every.
thing look scarce, and cone.shaped his dinner by
tapering OF on five pieces OF pie. After dinner
the Kauterskill Falls were visited, but owing to the
dry weather and consequent lack OF water, these
were very uninteresting All who have visited the
Falls remember the tablet OF the "Chevalier
Bayard OF Dogs;" but all do not know the melan-
choly story OF h terrible death This is it:-In
panied By his hound Vite. He had taught the dog
many tricks, and on Introduction Vite became
general favorite. One day while Mr.. McCann, tho
owner OF the dOg, was standing on the platform,
overlooking the Falls, some one who had been
playing with Vtte threw cracker over the railing,
ana the dog, suppOsng the gentleman was still
playing, jumped the railing, perhaps mistaking 1t
on the rocks below. A yelp, o convusion and Vtte
was no more. Her mausoleum was inscribed
"S17S peur ct sans TeprOChe."
At four O'Clock we went back to the Mountain
House to enjoy the view. The atmosphere was
clear and the view grand-it included parts Of
three States. With the aid of glasses could be seen
the Berkshire Hills OF the Old Bay State" and the
nutmeg groves OF the Gland OF Steady Habits.u All
the land from the river to the mountain proper Is
looks like one grand plain The fields Of buck.
wheat, green corn and forest patches form
mosaic in verdure that the eye never tires Of look
ing upon.
the ride home was in the dark, and, like straw.
rides and the like, 1t was most enjoyable one.