At every turn of the brook, from its springs to its union with the Hudson, a pleasant subject for the painter's pencil is presented. Just below the bridge, where the highway crosses, is one of the most charming of these " bits." There, in the narrow ravine, over which the tree tops intertwine, huge rocks are piled, some of them covered with feathery fern, others with soft green mosses, and others as bare and angular as if just broken from some huge mass, and cast in there by Titan hands. In midsummer this stream is still more attractive, for there, as Street has sung of the Willewemoc, --

" A fresh, clamp sweetness fills the scene,

From dripping leaf and moistened earth. The odour of the winter gi-een

Floats on tlie airs that now have birth ; Plashes and air-bells all about Proclaim the gambols of the trout, And calling bush and answering tree Echo with woodland melody."

In the neighbourhood of this mountain stream are delightful summer

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residences, fitted for occupation all the year I'ound. Among the most pleasing of these, in their relation to the surrounding scenery, are those of Dr. Moore, late President of Columbia College, and Mr. De Rham, a retired merchant. "We passed through their grounds on our way to Cold Spring village, and Avished for space, among our sketches of the Highland scenery, for pen and pencil pictures of charming spots upon these and the neighbouring estates.

Our road to Cold Spring lay through the region occupied by portions of