New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-06-25
BY VI. l.. ELSASSER.

The REQ took The Tired Business
Man and The Professional Girl out
for one Of the finest trips last Tues
day. Both The Business Man and The
Girl needed a vacation, so they de-
cided to make the trip do instead.
And before they were more than an
hours ride away from New York
The Business Man declared to the
rest of the party-there were five,
all told-that a day or two like this
in the country beat a vacation al
hollow. That just shows what good
air, an easy riding car-The Bust
ness Man asked me to please feature
the easy riding qualities of the back
seat-and the country will do for
you.
The party left New York by the
Dyckman Street ferry at II o'clock
in the morning. With Dame Nature
playing such funny weather tricks
on US these days, they were fortunate
In having chosen such day for their
trip. For, as The Professional Girl
said, as they were crossing the river
TO Englewood, the sunshine was all
the brighter and the sky was all the
bluer for the fieecy white clouds in
the heavens.
Superb View from Englewood.
The road the driver followed in
Englewood at once began an abrupt
climb that afforded a superb view
across the river of the upper end OF
Manhattan Island and the Spuyten
Duvvil Creek. The Hudson was at
their feet. a blue, sparkling ribbon,
dotted here and there with a saucy
sailboat. or with some swift, grace
full yacht.
They headed north, going toward
Sneden's Landing. But only short
way did they find good roads; then
suddenly they were in a trail that
was heavy, clay mud, with regular
little lakes at either side. The trail
was so muddy that one Of them sand
they might almost as well have fol
lowed the middle of the Hudson. But
the country they were going through
was beautiful. Dense woods lined
either side of the road. LuXuriant
ferns. growing in the marShy soil.
made a vivid carpet. Here and there
YOU could catch a glimpse of an eX-
ouisite little waterfall, or, again, you
would hear the patter of some merry
little brook. The Business Man
leaned back luXuriously in his seat,
even when they were going through
this awful stretch of road, and said
"Just TO think that we are only an
hours ride from the largest city in
the world" You really could hardly
believe it, for the spot was so peace
full so restful and absolutely un-
spoiled.
A cross-road attracted their atten-
ton. Not that it looked like good
road. for it was muddy and as full
Of ruts as the one they were on. But
II led through an especially attrac-
tive bit. So they followed it. 1t ran
at right angles to the state road. and
was about half way between Engle-
wood and Sneden's Landing. II was
only a short road, not more than half
n mile long. but it ended suddenly
right on top of bluff of sheer stone
about five hundred feet above the
river. IL was a 4oNtlg oDpDs -
Won had an unobstructed view Of the
Hudson for miles and miles, and the
green. wooded hills on the opposite
Shore as far as your eye could see.
They could not resist climbing out
on a rock, and just sitting there in
the sun for some time, quietly enjoy
ing the beauty Of the scene before
them.
But they had much more they still
wanted TO see, so they reluctantly
left and made their way back to
the main road again. This led
through stretches of fower-strewn
woods and meadows of daisies and
buttercups to Sneden's Landing, a
little village of quaint homes and old
fashioned gardens. You followed the
pretty. winding streets, hardly know
ing whether TO call it village or the
country.
They were directed then to Rock
land by a road that threaded its way
through the ever beautiful, quiet
country. Here there were many
TRANQUIL. shaded ponds, with pond
lilies growing in them. Then from
Rockland they followed the Rockland
River. The ferns and green, luXu-
RANT trees grew right to the waters