At that moment the sound of a cannon came booming over Haverstraw Bay from the eastern shore ; and within twenty minutes the Vulture was seen dropping down the river, to avoid the shots of an American gun on Teller's Point. To the amazement of Andre, s]ic disappcaredJ Deep inquietude stirred his spirit. He was within llie American lines, Avithout Hag or pass. If detected, he would be called a spy -- a name which he despised as much as that of traitor.

\\t noon the whole plan was arranged. Arnold placed in Andre's possession several papers'-Vfatal papers !-- ^xjdanatory of the condition of West Point and its dependencies. Zealous for the interests of his king and country, Andre, contrary to the explicit orders of Sir Henry Clinton, received them. He placed them in his stockings, under his feet, at the suggestion of Arnold, received a pass from the traitor in the event of his being compelled to return to New York by land, and waited with great impatience for the approaching night, when he should be taken in a boat to the Vulture.) The remainder of the sad narrative will be repeated presently at a more appropriate point in our journey towards the sea.

lleturning from tliia historical digression, I will recur to the narrative

THE HUDSON.

of the events of a winter's day on the Hudson, only to say, that after sketching the Lighthouse and Fog-bell structure upon Stony Point, I hastened to the river, resumed my skates, and at twilight arrived at Peek's Kill, in time to take the railway-car for home. I had experienced a tedious but interesting day. The remembrance of it is far more delightful than was its endurance.