Describes a walk to a saw mill in the Catskill Mountains with Mr. Hart, Alf Waud, and Dillon Mapother. acquaintance by the road side, in the way. A mile or so, past a Sawmill & the stream growing more picturesque as we advance, at length reached a little village, some ?ǣville ? or other. Then descending into the rivers bed, we return up stream, progressing from rock to rock. This presently became difficult if not dangerous. For there was clinging to mossy rock, scrambling over smooth shelving boulders, and stepping across little chasms where a stumble would have resulted in broken limbs and a
Describes a walk to a saw mill in the Catskill Mountains with Mr. Hart, Alf Waud, and Dillon Mapother. acquaintance by the road side, in the way. A mile or so, past a Sawmill & the stream growing more picturesque as we advance, at length reached a little village, some ?ǣville ? or other. Then descending into the rivers bed, we return up stream, progressing from rock to rock. This presently became difficult if not dangerous. For there was clinging to mossy rock, scrambling over smooth shelving boulders, and stepping across little chasms where a stumble would have resulted in broken limbs and a headlong plunge into the water. And there was steep climbing up and precipitous leaping down, gingerly passing over slimy rock, till we got to the Saw Mill, many pretty little breaks and falls having been passed by the way. Mr [Henry] Hart had disappeared, having gone on ahead. Dillon [Mapother] & I clambered up the internals of the sawmill, while doing it at the water being let on, and rushing & raging at a great rate, turning a very small wheel & sawing wood above. [Alfred] Waud joined us, & on we tramp under a blazing sun, sometimes tarrying to pluck a few wild strawberries that grew blushing through the grass by the road side, sometimes for a vest. Reached the Hotel by 3, hungry enow. Dined, & tarried in-doors till supper time, a mild Summer rain driving down amid the green world without. Reading, talking & reposing. A pop down at the fall at night, & talking with landlord Schutte. Washington Irving being here some twelve years back had intimated that the glen below was the one described in Rip Van Winkle. To the house again, and divers bear stories, and one panther one are told about the Catskills. Bears there are sans doubt, rattlesnakes plenty & few panthers. Anon Title: Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 6, page 19, July 9, 1853 . 9 July 1853. Gunn, Thomas Butler, 1826-1903
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