The Hudson . eps leads up to the Parade Ground, near the Library. The best way to study West Point, however, is not in the volu-minous or even condensed pages of a guide book, but to visit itand see its real life, to wander amid these old associations, andask, when necessary, intelligent questions, which are everywherecourteously answered. The view north from the veranda of theWest Point Hotel, if seen in a summer evening, is one long to beremembered. It has often seemed to the writer of this hand-bookthat the mountains here are like the leaves of an open volume,with the river lying between th
The Hudson . eps leads up to the Parade Ground, near the Library. The best way to study West Point, however, is not in the volu-minous or even condensed pages of a guide book, but to visit itand see its real life, to wander amid these old associations, andask, when necessary, intelligent questions, which are everywherecourteously answered. The view north from the veranda of theWest Point Hotel, if seen in a summer evening, is one long to beremembered. It has often seemed to the writer of this hand-bookthat the mountains here are like the leaves of an open volume,with the river lying between them for a book-mark—as indica-ted in the Highland section of his poem The Hudson: On either side these mountain glens Lie open like a massive book,Whose words were graved with iron pens. And lead into the eternal rock: Which evermore shall here retain The annals time cannot erase,And while these granite leaves remain This crystal ribbon marks the place. o H W Q!> H OB 1-3 a r. F> 03 o 3 FGO o I—I l-a. THE HUDSON. 127 WEST POINT TO NEWBURGH. The steamer sails too near the west bank to give a view of themagnificent plateau with Parade Ground and GovernmentBuildings, but on rounding the Point a picture of marvelousbeauty breaks at once upon the vision. On the left the massiveindented ridge of Old Cro Nest and Storm King, and on theright Mount Taurus, or Bull Hill, and Break Neck, while stillfurther beyond toward the east sweeps the Fishkill range, senti-neled by South Beacon, 1,625 feet in height, from whose summitmidnight gleams aroused the countryside for leagues and scoresof miles in those seven long years when men toiled and prayedfor freedom. Close at hand on the right will be seen Constitu-tion Island, formerly the home of Miss Susan Warner, who diedin 1885, author of Queechy and the Wide, Wide the ruins of the old fort are seen. The place was oncecalled Martalaers Rock Island. A chain was stretched acrossthe river at this point to intercept the passage o
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