Ghost of the glacier and other tales . and the Sunshowed me no pity, the waters beat upon me and sappedmy strength. To this uneven struggle there could be but one end. Oneday, a tiny bit of glistening ice, I sank into the blue watersand cast my lot w-ith them. Years afterward, as I glistened alone on the rocks, a rayof Sunshine kissed my trembling lips, and my love carriedme, a vapory cloud, toward the blue heavens. I became the Ghost of the Glacier. I took for my home a great peak rising from the edge ofthat lake now called Hopatcong, and from that eminence Iwatched through many centuries. I
Ghost of the glacier and other tales . and the Sunshowed me no pity, the waters beat upon me and sappedmy strength. To this uneven struggle there could be but one end. Oneday, a tiny bit of glistening ice, I sank into the blue watersand cast my lot w-ith them. Years afterward, as I glistened alone on the rocks, a rayof Sunshine kissed my trembling lips, and my love carriedme, a vapory cloud, toward the blue heavens. I became the Ghost of the Glacier. I took for my home a great peak rising from the edge ofthat lake now called Hopatcong, and from that eminence Iwatched through many centuries. I saw the remaining forces of my old brethren, the Gla-ciers, pushed further and further into the northland. Theirold fortifications could be discerned on every hand. Insome places, wherethese had beenthrown across val-leys, they had im-prisoned the spark-ling waters, andbeautiful lakeswe re a one wasthat which dancedmerrily at the footof the peak whichmade my other places thewaters had worn LAKE LEFTBV THE GHOST OF THE GLACIER, SINCE MAN CAMETO HOPATCONG. channels through the fortifications, and were leaping insparkling torrents to the plain below. When the Glacier had long been driven far into thenorthland a great change became apparent. Over themountains and the plains a soft carpet of green was spread,more beautiful far than I ever had seen before. Trees,smaller but prettier than the old, and flowers and ferns andmosses, took their being. These the winds wooed and theSun kissed and the dewdrops lost their hearts to them, andthey grew fairer day by day. Strange animals found their way hither from the south-land, smaller, daintier, more graceful than the old. Then came one day that animal that walks erect and whichis called Man. Red was his skin, and lithe and strong hisstep. About our pretty paradise he builded traditionstrange and fanciful. Then came the stronger Man, the pale face whose won-derful ways threw a gloom over the Red brother and drov
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