The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1874-08-26

that encloses us and climb to the floor on which
this current strikes. It is plain upon which
rests in a manner almost precisely as the one
before described, the encircling wall, Of anoth-
or half-cylinder whose length is that Of the
whole height Of the falls This section Of the
cylinder is singularly beautified by the uneven
and corniced appearance of its wall, dependent
upon the wearing away and disintegrating Of
the successive strata of the rock forming 1t. ---
At first it is the floor of hard argillaceous
sandstone extending from the rear of the cove
to the falls above described, a distance of $50
centre, reaching from side to side would
measure about 1875 It. As our eye scans the
rear of the cylinder from below upwards, for
about go #. the rock is firm, so as to wear
away slowly. Succeeding this is a stratum of
soft crumbling shale, about 8 IT. thick, which
under atmospheric influence has disintegrated
and fallen away, until by the process is form
ed a corridor entirely around the chamber
some 2 #. wide and offers fine elevated path
way to the venturesomc gazer. Above this
layer of shale, project some 25 #. a ledge of
harder argilaceous sandstone completely roof
ing the above named corridor, and apparently
cutting the cylindrical chamber into an upper
and an under part. Above this shelf, the wall
rises perpendicularly to the top stratum. This
as the stream passes over it is unevenly chan
neled, SO that the current as it leaves the edge
of the precipice seems confused and foaming,
and not in one continuous even sheet, as it
would be did it pour from an even uniform
edge.
In its descent, about one-flfth of the water
impedcd by the difficulties here described,
trickles or drops down SO as to clear the YER
tical wall until it strikes the projecting ledge,
upon which it is driven by the force of the
fall into mist-drops or spray. The remaining
four-ffths of the current, bounding clear and
breaking almost into jets, sometimes almost
into an interrupted current, meets no obstacle
until it strikes the rock at the edge of a quiet
pool.
AS we stand in the direction SO that we are
between the sun and the cataract, most
beautiful rainbow is casting its gaudy colors
upon the rocks beyond This scene is indeed
delightful to behold. As we speak to each 9TH
en- here we hear Distinctly the echo of our
voices as if we were in some sounding gal
lery.
From Kauterskill Falls, we went to the lake
tful sheet of water,-cneircled by the hills,
and has the reputation of being good fishing
ground
Our barometer indicates that the snrfara of
trIs lake is 262o 1t. above the level of the
sea.
South Of this lake about mile upon a table
rock that overlooks the plain far and wide,
stands the Catskill Mountain House, hand
some building, well-furnished, and surround
ed by most beautiful grounds-calculated to
accommodate about 800 guests As we stand
upon this elevated table-rock 2700 feet above
the level Of the sea, and survey the wide
stretching plain, through which comes the
slvery acknowledgements with villages and
falm-h ouscs--and variegated by woods and
cleared fields, we are reminded of that match
less view we had as we turned onr eyes towards
the plains from the lofty Overlook. In our
descent of this mountain towards the city
Catskill, we passed through the classic cove
Sleepy Hollow. The wilderness of scenery
here, the gentle murmuring of breeze among
tue trees, and the roar of the splasling water
of the rocky brook, would to-day encliant and
lul to repose a less sleepy fellow than lrv-
iug's Grip Van Winkle.'
As we reached the plain at the foot OF the
mountain, we directed our course towards
Kingston. This leads us down the valley of
the Hudson Here the roads are good, and
the land much better titled than that of the
Flagging-stone district; but yet not so well
titled as the land back of the mountain.
When we had passed Plaingvile we cncamped
for the night. Before we had eaten our sup
per, we learned that we, once more, had come
into the land of musqutoes-a kind that do
their business without making any fuss
that don't sing worth a cent--in fact, you cant
hear them. There is no use to talk to them
they won't listen they are quiet fellows
themselves, and they wish you to be also.
WELL hereupon / began to cogitate. Now,
to be bored all night with mosquitoes that
won't even favor you enough to sing for their
Suppef--WnaJ Siidli We W doout iVF = h"'
seen the big kind, up North, and the persever-
ing kind found on some of the inland plains,
and the little buzzing kind, that sings SO
melodiously down in New Jersey but this
kind that makes no noise at all, is altogether
new to me. 1t seems that all their energy is
concentrated in running their blood-macbine,
and then they don't have any system about it,
Every fellow works on his own look and yet
it is surprising what Roadway they make. |
think by morning they had my skin full of
holes, bored and tapped all over. Ifthere are
any places they have not hit don't know OF
them. | think felt a little lighter ihan
did last evening but what have lost in
weight have gained in size-their work
swells so.
About o'clock 1t began to rain and con-
tinucd to do SO all night.
CAMP MOSQUITO.
Wednesday morning, July goth, 1874 1t
rains, and we make arrangements to continue
our course to Rondout. We pass through a
beautiful and well titled farming district
The corn looks WELLS setting ears. The
rye lays in the swath, or stands in the shock.