We passed two quiet villages, named respectively Pottersville and Chester. The latter, the larger of the two, is at the outlet of Loon and Friendship Lakes -- good fishing places, a few miles distant. Both villages are points upou the State road, from which sportsmen depart for the adjacent woods and waters. An hour's ride from either place will put them Avithin tlie borders of the great wilderness, and beyond the sounds of the settlements.

Warrensburg is situated partly upon a high plain and partly upon a slope that stoops to a bend of the Scarron, about two miles above its confluence with the west branch of the Hudson. It was a village of about seven hundred inhabitants, in the midst of rugged mountain scenery, the hills abounding with iron ore. As we approached it we came to a wide plain, over which lay -- in greater perfection than any we had

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yet seen -- stump fences, which are peculiai' to the Upper Hudson country. They are composed of the stumps of large pine-trees, drawn from the soil by machines made for the purpose, and they are so disposed in rows, their roots interlocking, as to form an effectual barrier to the j)assage of any animal on whose account fences arc made. ' The stumps are full of sap (turpentine), and wc were assured, with all the confidence of experience, that these fences would last a thousand years, the turpcutine preserving the woody fibre. One of the stump-machines stood in a field near the road. It was a simple derrick, Avith a large wooden screw hanging from the apex, where its heavy matrix Avas fastened. In the lower end of the screw was a large iron bolt, and at the upper end, or head, a strong lever