A tour around New York, and My summer acre; being the recreations of MrFelix Oldboy . \ /I. MECHANICS BELL TOWER across the polished surface of the dark mahoganycomes a dignified utterance which is strangely in con-trast with the love that I never failed to find in mygrandmothers eyes— Wait and see ! It was natural that we should fall into talk oncemore of our favorite theme, the beauties of the EastRiver shore of the Island of Manhattan, and that the 4o6 MY SUMMER ACRE old colonel and I should compare recollections of thedays when it was peerless for scenery. The touristnow sees a succession
A tour around New York, and My summer acre; being the recreations of MrFelix Oldboy . \ /I. MECHANICS BELL TOWER across the polished surface of the dark mahoganycomes a dignified utterance which is strangely in con-trast with the love that I never failed to find in mygrandmothers eyes— Wait and see ! It was natural that we should fall into talk oncemore of our favorite theme, the beauties of the EastRiver shore of the Island of Manhattan, and that the 4o6 MY SUMMER ACRE old colonel and I should compare recollections of thedays when it was peerless for scenery. The touristnow sees a succession of docks, broken here and thereby rocks on which shanties have been thrown togeth-er, by the remains of a bluff, which recalls the terracesof a gentlemans country-seat in the past, by theghosts of some old houses that were mansions ofwealth in the past, or by a house and garden here andthere, decayed but still genteel, bent upon keeping upappearances to the last. Some few landmarks stillsurvive. The old mechanics bell, which for nearlysixty years has rung out the hours of work and din
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