A tour around New York, and My summer acre; being the recreations of MrFelix Oldboy . of Fourth Streetand the East River, and of the parental vengeancethat overtook him the next day, when his mother dis-covered under his pillow a huge eel, which, with a fish-ermans pride, he could not bear to part with, and yet,as a trespasser in forbidden paths, he had not daredto exhibit. He recalls with a sigh the pleasure whichthat nibble afforded him on a summer day sixty yearsago, and in the same way I look back with envy on along day in June that has impressed on my memory avivid picture of the quiet vi
A tour around New York, and My summer acre; being the recreations of MrFelix Oldboy . of Fourth Streetand the East River, and of the parental vengeancethat overtook him the next day, when his mother dis-covered under his pillow a huge eel, which, with a fish-ermans pride, he could not bear to part with, and yet,as a trespasser in forbidden paths, he had not daredto exhibit. He recalls with a sigh the pleasure whichthat nibble afforded him on a summer day sixty yearsago, and in the same way I look back with envy on along day in June that has impressed on my memory avivid picture of the quiet village of Harlem as I firstsaw it —a placid hamlet embowered in trees, set offon either side by the thick woods that crowned theheights beyond McGowans Pass and the elevation onthe Westchester side known as Buena Ridge, and bythe silver line of Harlem River and the East Riverwaters, dotted with islands, that were broadening intothe Sound. The old Dutch settlement, almost coevalwith the metropolis, was a synonyme of repose. Phy-sicians commended it as a place inaccessible to
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