The Hudson, from the Wilderness to the Sea
The lines of Longfellow were suggested and pondered. He says, --
" I like that ancient Saxon phrase which calls The burial-ground God's Acre ! It is just ; It consecrates each grave within its walls, And breathes a benison o'er the sleeping dust.
" Cod's Acre! Yes, that blessed name imparts Comfort to those who in the grave have sown The seed that they had parner'd in their hearts. Their bread of life, alas ! no more their own."
THE HUDSON.
Night had fallen when I reached Treason Hill, so I passed on to the village near. Early on the following morning, before the dew had left the grass, I sketched Smith's House, where Arnold and Andre completed those negotiations concerning the delivery, by the former, of "West Point and its defenders into the hands of the British, for a mercenary consideration, which led to the death of one, and the eternal infamy of the other.
The story of Arnold's treason may be briefly told. We have had occasion to allude to it several times already.
•SMITHS IIOUSK, OX TEEASOX ' HILL.
c
Arnold was a brave soldier, but a bad man. He was wicked in boyhood, and in early manhood his conduct was marked by traits that promised ultimate disgrace. Impulsive, vindictive, and unscrupulous, he was personally unpopular, and was seldom without a quarrel with some of liis companions in arms. This led to continual irritations, and his ambitious aims were often thwarted.) He fought nobly for freedom