. The White hills; their legends, landscape, and poetry. e first morecelebrated. As we write about it, we have a picture in mind whichParadise Hill showed to us in a showery noon, on our first visit tothe village. The height is fitly named. We can see now the widearray of gentle hills swelling so variously that the verdure of theforests, or the mottled bounty of the harvests, drooped from them inalmost every curve of grace. Some of these hills were partiallylighted through thin veils of cloud ; some were draped with the ten-der gray of a shower, which now and then would yield to flushes ofmois
. The White hills; their legends, landscape, and poetry. e first morecelebrated. As we write about it, we have a picture in mind whichParadise Hill showed to us in a showery noon, on our first visit tothe village. The height is fitly named. We can see now the widearray of gentle hills swelling so variously that the verdure of theforests, or the mottled bounty of the harvests, drooped from them inalmost every curve of grace. Some of these hills were partiallylighted through thin veils of cloud ; some were draped with the ten-der gray of a shower, which now and then would yield to flushes ofmoist and golden sunshine ; not far off rose a taller summit in slatyshadow ; and between, on the line of the river, the different greens 3i 246 THE AVHITE HILLS. of the intervale would gleam in the scattered streams of light thatforced their way, here and there, through the heavy and trailingcurtains of the dogday sky. In the morning or evening light thathorizon must inclose countless pictures which only need selection,and not improvement, for the The ride in the cars from Bethel to Gorham is very charmmg. Ifthe railroad approached no nearer to Gorham than this point, a stage-ride along the same route could hardly be rivalled in New Hamp-shire. What a delightful avenue to the great range it would be !The brilHant meadows, proud of their arching elms ; the full , whose charming islands on a still day rise from it like THE ANDROSCOGGIN VALLEY. 247 emeralds from liquid silver; the grand, Scotch-looking hills thatguard it; the firm lines of the White Mountain ridge that shoot,now and then, across the north, when the road makes a sudden turn;and at last, when we leave Shelbume, the splendid symmetry thatbursts upon us when the whole mass of Madison is seen throned overthe valley, itself overtopped by the ragged pinnacle of Adams;—itis, indeed, hard to say that any approach to the mountains could befiner than from Conway through Bartlett up the Saco Valley,
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