. A gallop among American scenery; or, Sketches of American scenes and military adventure . scythe ! What! hastgone ? Am 1 ?—ay, I am—alone ! Nought but the blackenedruins, and the crumbling ramparts, in silence surrounding me. MONTREAL. N OW, in steam palace, we shoot in swift career oer thytranquil surface, Lake Champlain ; thy rolling moun-tains, in wavyoutline, ac-c o m p anyingus in our rapidprogress. Vastprimeval for-ests sleep instillness alongthy sylvan patriarchs, reigningfor centuries, untouched by wood-mans axe, stretch proudly theirfar-reaching branches, till ancientT
. A gallop among American scenery; or, Sketches of American scenes and military adventure . scythe ! What! hastgone ? Am 1 ?—ay, I am—alone ! Nought but the blackenedruins, and the crumbling ramparts, in silence surrounding me. MONTREAL. N OW, in steam palace, we shoot in swift career oer thytranquil surface, Lake Champlain ; thy rolling moun-tains, in wavyoutline, ac-c o m p anyingus in our rapidprogress. Vastprimeval for-ests sleep instillness alongthy sylvan patriarchs, reigningfor centuries, untouched by wood-mans axe, stretch proudly theirfar-reaching branches, till ancientTime, pointing with extendedfinger, the wild spirit of the windsbreathes on them as he passes, andthey succumb, with sullenuproar, long with mock semblance retaining form and length,as if deriding the puny offspring shooting up around them ;bestowing sore fall, I ween, and tumble on adventurous hun-^ter, as stumbling through the undergrowth he plunges pros-trate oer them. Forests immense cover themountains, gorges, valleys,reigning in stern solitude and silence, save where the fierce. MONTREAL I 3 I fire-god, serpent-like, pursues his flaming journe)\ There,followed by wreathing smoke columns, forward he leaps,with fiery tongue licking up acres, while the waterpools,hissing in mist, join in his escort, and the wild game, withfrantic swiftness, strive to escape the hot destruction of hisembraces. With steady, noiseless progress, the white villagesappear and disappear beside us. Rouses skeleton Towerlooms largely in the distance;—now, tis passed. Thy military works, and crimson flag, Isle Aux Noix,town of St. Johns, Richelieu, La Prairie ; we pass ye all; andadvancing in soft summer atmosphere, Chambly, we beholdthy mountain ramparts filling the far distance. St. Law-rence,—majestic river, stretched like sheet of polished steel,as far as eye can reach—we stand upon thy level , wide, rushing expanse of waters, with what gloriousbrightness thou lookst upon thy
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