. Following the tow-path and through the Adirondacks awheel . d roar over a bridge whichspanned the Deerfield river, which now gentlyflowing and then foaming over a stony bed, appearedfirst on one side and then on the other. Again wewere gazing down upon the Deerfield Valley, fairas the Garden of Eden, and then we were shut inby the mountains that now towered yet in a while we caught a glimpse of a bit of thehighway which wound along between the mount-ains, and here and there a quiet farm-house nestlingin a mountain nook. When the train passed Zoar I left the smokingapartment, for
. Following the tow-path and through the Adirondacks awheel . d roar over a bridge whichspanned the Deerfield river, which now gentlyflowing and then foaming over a stony bed, appearedfirst on one side and then on the other. Again wewere gazing down upon the Deerfield Valley, fairas the Garden of Eden, and then we were shut inby the mountains that now towered yet in a while we caught a glimpse of a bit of thehighway which wound along between the mount-ains, and here and there a quiet farm-house nestlingin a mountain nook. When the train passed Zoar I left the smokingapartment, for the famous Hoosac Tunnel wouldsoon be reached, and we never tire of the experi-ence, and always make the most of it. The trainhands came through the cars and closed all the ven-tilators and lighted the lamps. Looking from thewindows we could now and then, as the train swungaround a sharp curve, as it threaded its way in andout among the mountains, see the great locomotiveas it pursued its ponderous way, sending up col-umns of black smoke from its stack.(10). .Lid-s
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