The Wheel and cycling trade review . Tongue Mountain, Lake way to borderings of scented pines as weskirt the handsome parklike estate ofSpencer Trask, while through the vista oftrees we have a charming view of the dis-tant hills. The scenery grows wilder as wedash down a long, gradual incline; low,dense underbrush borders the way; coarse,weed-grown bogs, bushy thickets of tangle-wood, their leaves tinted in a myriad ofhues; goldenrod and sumac, elder bush andsilvery birch, all mingle in a rich confusionof color. Now we pass the entrance to In-terlaken, Mr. Wilsons extensive place, and
The Wheel and cycling trade review . Tongue Mountain, Lake way to borderings of scented pines as weskirt the handsome parklike estate ofSpencer Trask, while through the vista oftrees we have a charming view of the dis-tant hills. The scenery grows wilder as wedash down a long, gradual incline; low,dense underbrush borders the way; coarse,weed-grown bogs, bushy thickets of tangle-wood, their leaves tinted in a myriad ofhues; goldenrod and sumac, elder bush andsilvery birch, all mingle in a rich confusionof color. Now we pass the entrance to In-terlaken, Mr. Wilsons extensive place, andcatch a view of the lake as we pull up atMoons, so noted for his fish dinners. (4m.)Here a launch may be had to take a partyaround the lake, that beautiful silvery ex mountain tops over a broad expanse on theright. We wheel through a double row ofgiant maples, whose tinted leaves and broad,spreading branches entwine in a dense net-work overhead. Well-cultivated farms fol-low one another in rapid succession, theirbroad fallow lands, interspersed with whitefields o
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