Home authors and home artists; or, American scenery, art, and literature . nhorst was taken captive by thePotentate of the New Netherlands and thrown in prison at New Am-sterdam. We have met with no record of any further attempt to get at thetreasures of the Catskdlls; adventurers may have been discouraged by the ill luck which appeared to attend all who meddled with them, asif fchey were under the guardian keep of the same spirits or goblinswho once haunted the mountain- and ruled over the weather. That gold and silver ore was actually procured from these moun-tain- in days of yore, we have h
Home authors and home artists; or, American scenery, art, and literature . nhorst was taken captive by thePotentate of the New Netherlands and thrown in prison at New Am-sterdam. We have met with no record of any further attempt to get at thetreasures of the Catskdlls; adventurers may have been discouraged by the ill luck which appeared to attend all who meddled with them, asif fchey were under the guardian keep of the same spirits or goblinswho once haunted the mountain- and ruled over the weather. That gold and silver ore was actually procured from these moun-tain- in days of yore, we have historical evidence to prove, and the re-corded word of Adiiaen Van del Donk, a man of weight, who was an 78 THE CATSKILL MOUNTAINS. eye-witness. If gold and silver were once to be found there, they mustbe there at present. It remains to be seen, in these gold-hunting days,whether the quest will be renewed, and some daring adventurer, firedwith a true Californian spirit, will penetrate the mysteries of thesemountains and open a golden region on the borders of the A DISSOLVING VIEW. iiv .miss coop e i;. Autumn is the season for day-dreams. Wherever, at least, anAmerican landscape shows its wooded heights dyed with the glory of ( >cti>l><r, its lawns and meadows decked with colored groves, itsbroad and limpid waters reflecting the same bright lines, there thebrilliant novelty of the scene, that strange beauty to which the eyenever becomes wholly accustomed, would seem to arouse the fancy tounusual activity. Images, quaint and strange, rise unhidden and tillthe mind, until we pause at length to make sure that, amid the novelaspect of the country, its inhabitants are still the same; we look againto convince ourselves that the pillared cottages, the wooden churches,the brick trading-houses, the long and many-windowed taverns, are stillwhat they were a month earlier. The softening haze of the Indian summer, so common at the sameseason, add- to the illusory charact
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