The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-07-04
UP rnR HUDSON.
Alex D. Swee,. ia resaa Sifsinaa.l

some of the delaghtfnl seenexy, AaSn sand. wlcAes, beer and oeAeg Historical remlnis. cenees with wAieA the place is inaessed.
 Fost Lee is situated ten miles from New York oa the Hudson giveV, on the lese hand side as you 70 up, The ruins of the fort are still visible 10 the exposed eye. Exposed eye sounds more genteel than naked eye. Fort Lee was built dur. jag the days oa the revolution to cooper. ate with Fort Washington on the opposite bank, the object being to discourage Brit ish excursionises from going ep the river to West Point with hostile intent. l Eot on . steamboat as the junction ol Twenv-third street and North river, and soon the gallant eratt was blowing the There was 10 other water In the neigh. ooEhood that needed blowing except the placid waters of the Hudson.
 The boat was crosded with 90 many people with Abrahamic features and Oriental lunch baskets, tha, Sykes, who was in one of hts reckless moods, turned to me, and asked in loud voice:
 fish dot a stheamboat or wash ii only floating synagogue P
 reminded him that it being Saturday, the Sunday ot the israelites, had some. thing to do with the numerical prepon. derance Of Jewish faces amoug the pas sengers. Sykes, who had evidently been drinking, pushed his hat back on his head, inserted his thumbs in the arm holes of hts vest, and went about saying {: " lsh dot so ?" and otherwise making out that he was one of the chosen people.
 N D Sykes will probably H.. himself into trouble, for he has a np-tilied nose, and does not look as much like a Hebrew as Chinaman does.
 A wild Shriek from a child. Exclama. tions of horror. Much confusion, Some passengers say child has fallen over board. Dark object floating on the water behind the steamboat. it Is no, ehild. Child would sink. IL is only the hat of little Jewish boy with nose like GU. cumber and other features to match. He weeps. When his features were in repcse they were not pretty. Now that they are distorted with grist, they are a nightmare. His parents promise to punish him at some future day. His father shakes his 6nger at him, and says; Scheost you wait, Shacobl'
 A German gentleman with seeetaeles walks about and sneers At the scenery, He says:
 "Gompare dot Hudson scenery mi; do, Rhine We're wash dose old Raslles ? We're wash dot Rhine wines2 HumpuR l"
 Sykes looks at the hills, and says;
 We're wash dose ola RaStles2 We're wash dot Rhine wine humpugT
 N. B.-Syses will ge, us into trouble yet. Next tune Sykes takes me along 1 will go alone.
 We are at Fort Lee. Large building a, the landing, and the noise oi the roller skates Big sign:
 SWEET X PRoPRiEToRs
 Wonder fl the slim looking grasshop. per on wheels, with side whiskers and a military cap. Is Sweet. Ask him. He shakes his head and points to a short fat man with military zap. He is Sweet. Give him my card. Think he will be proud to make the acquaintance of dts linguished namesake. He sneers at the card and says:
 "So you are an editor. Why don't you settle down to some respectable busi- ness1"
 My namesake Is no, joking. He re- gards journalism as bringing disgrace on the family name.
 N. B--Wondes how much ii costs q man to get the legislature to change his name.
 Scenery like tha, of Austin, Texas, be. ing full of rocks, hills and cedar trees We walk up the hill. Immense dancing pavilion and restaurant. Sykes says he needs more refreshments. Young man with blonde moustache and white nap kin on his arm. He is German. Great heavens are there no Americans in New YorkS Everybody you meet is Jew, or an Irishman, or a German. We converse with Bismarck's exile:
 Bring us some clam chowAer.n
 "Dsre wash yet already no giam chow der'
 "Why not"
 "lt wash too soon for giam chowder." !"
 "Why don't you take aswn that clam chowder sign, then P
 "Pecausc |, wash sailed dot wall on"
 "How about imported beeri"
 Lot beer wash already not imboFted Ven you waits till Sundayr'
 We stroll out, Sykes mods a, the waiter ard says:
 70, yah. ve will come pack some oder ohy, Ven uot peer vas ihOofSso some more already"
 The road leads vp hill. Road very steep. Sun very hot, but scenery beauil- full, pesspiration profuse. Upward and onward we toii in the hope of 6nding ice cold beer at the top. We got thcre--a, last Beer los two. The restaurant ls called the B.sa hoase. Good place foF fort to bluH the English daring ths Tevo. lution--or to play poker for keeps.
 More cold beer. Beautiful view Of the Hudson. Heaven kissing hills crowned by the stately villas cf retired editors.
 We stroll ar0uad. There are dancing pavillions, ice cream saloons, shooting galleries and other places of amusement We continue our stroll until we get ,o where the silence oil forest is unbsokeu We are in the woods. What . beautiful thing solitude isI Suddsnly we hear duli -.. IL A.