The Wheel and cycling trade review . cause a sec-tional split, but at last a compromise is ef-fected, and the moon finds all en route on theboat. Let he who has never enjoyed this rivertrip repent at once, or hide his unappreci- ative soul forever more. The rarepanorama of trees and bush, hill and dale,humble cot and country seat, town and city,mount and plane, coupled with an ever-changing marinorama, can nowhere find a re-production. We stroll the upper deck, where ever andanon are wafted on the breeze the melodiousstrains of the band below, while we enjoy thegrand scenic treats spread so pl
The Wheel and cycling trade review . cause a sec-tional split, but at last a compromise is ef-fected, and the moon finds all en route on theboat. Let he who has never enjoyed this rivertrip repent at once, or hide his unappreci- ative soul forever more. The rarepanorama of trees and bush, hill and dale,humble cot and country seat, town and city,mount and plane, coupled with an ever-changing marinorama, can nowhere find a re-production. We stroll the upper deck, where ever andanon are wafted on the breeze the melodiousstrains of the band below, while we enjoy thegrand scenic treats spread so plenteous beforeus. The shaggy, sombre, frowning Palisades,the rolling heights of Rockland, the villa-dotted hills of Peekskill, with scar-facedBreakneck rising abruptly on the oppositeshore; now the gates of the Highlands, as weround bluff Anthonys Nose; now the frown-ing, tier-clad heights of West Point; nowunder the graceful, lacelike span of thePoughkeepsie Bridge; now with the majestic,cool blue tops of the Catskills sloping from. the horizon down and across the valley, up-ward with the slopes of Dutchess County tothe crown of the Berkshires in the dim dis-tance beyond, till at last the imposing gabled-top of the massive Capitol building looms upbefore us, and we swing up to the wharf atAlbany, to seek the L. A. W. headquarters,Hotel Kenmore ($3), in Pearl street. As only the Chaperon and the Fat Man havebefore visited the capital city, an early touris suggested, and three of the morning hoursare spent in viewing the State Buildings andthe handsome armory, followed by a spinthrough the pretty park and out Madisonavenue just to get our shore-legs. Then aline-up and a start for the Queen of Ameri-can Spas, now, alas! somewhat shorn of herformer splendor, and our trip is well begun. From the Kenmore we turn our faces north-ward and wheel out Pearl street over thepaving blocks—not bad, but rather jolting onthe Fat Man—with a turn to the riefht at thesquare, a short block, an
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