The Hudson, from the Wilderness to the Sea
We were alone with God and His works, far away from the abodes of men ; and when at evening the stars came out one by one, they seemed to the communing spirit like diamond lamps hung up in the dome of a great cathedral, in which we had that day worshipped so purely and lovingly. It is profitable, as Eryant says, to
" Go abroad Upon the paths of Nature, and, when all Its voices whisper, and its silent things Are breathing the deep beauty <if the world, Kneel at its ample altar."
Early on Monday morning we resumed our journey. We walked a mile through the fresh woods to the upper of the three Spectacle Ponds, on which we were to embark for the Raquette Eiver and Long Lake. Our boats and luggage were here carried upon a waggon for the last time; after that they were all borne upon the shoulders of the guides. Here we were joined by another guide, with his boat, who was leturning to his home, near the head waters of the Hudson, toward Avhieh we were journeying. The guides Avho were conducting xis were to leave us at Long Lake, and finding the one who had joined us intelligent and obliging, and well acquainted with a portion of the region we were about to explore, we engaged him for the remainder of our wilderness travel.
The Spectacle Ponds are beautiful sheets of water in the forest, lying near each other, and connected by shallow streams, through which the guides waded and dragged the boats. The outlet -- a narrow, sinuous stream, and then shallow, because of a drought that was prevailing in all that northern country -- is called " Stony Brook." After a course of thrci' and a half miles tlirough wild and picturesque scenery, it empties into the llaquette lliver.