and Columbian water and visited the Grand Union
and United States Hotels & came back in a drenching
rain, and so proceeded on up to
North Creek - the end of the railway line. The scenery was
beautiful – the road following the Hudson – but it rained
until about half an hour before we landed and scrambled up on a six
horse “Concord Coach” – Mrs. Colver and the two
Clarks and I on the highest seat, Trudy & Mr. C. &
Fred
next and then the driver (“Frank”) and a young lady whom
we afterward found to be a college girl going to Merwin’s as
waitress. We were very very high up and the coach rocked to and fro
and the horses scrambled up & down prodigious hills and around
tremendous curves and we actually “ducked” for telegraph wires! At
North River we stopped for dinner – a very good
one – and there met the coach coming the other way – we passed thro’
the towns(!) of
Cedar River and Indian River on
the way – changing horses at the former, but most of the way the
road was very wild and steep and lonesome. Twice or three times it
rained. Once for a long time – and we on the backseat
and Columbian water and visited the Grand Union
and United States Hotels & came back in a drenching
rain, and so proceeded on up to
North Creek - the end of the railway line. The scenery was
beautiful – the road following the Hudson – but it rained
until about half an hour before we landed and scrambled up on a six
horse “Concord Coach” – Mrs. Colver and the two
Clarks and I on the highest seat, Trudy & Mr. C. &
Fred
next and then the driver (“Frank”) and a young lady whom
we afterward found to be a college girl going to Merwin’s as
waitress. We were very very high up and the coach rocked to and fro
and the horses scrambled up & down prodigious hills and around
tremendous curves and we actually “ducked” for telegraph wires! At
North River we stopped for dinner – a very good
one – and there met the coach coming the other way – we passed thro’
the towns(!) of
Cedar River and Indian River on
the way – changing horses at the former, but most of the way the
road was very wild and steep and lonesome. Twice or three times it
rained. Once for a long time – and we on the backseat
and Columbian water and visited the Grand Union
and United States Hotels & came back in a drenching
rain, and so proceeded on up to
North Creek - the end of the railway line. The scenery was
beautiful – the road following the Hudson – but it rained
until about half an hour before we landed and scrambled up on a six
horse “Concord Coach” – Mrs. Colver and the two
Clarks and I on the highest seat, Trudy & Mr. C. &
Fred
next and then the driver (“Frank”) and a young lady whom
we afterward found to be a college girl going to Merwin’s as
waitress. We were very very high up and the coach rocked to and fro
and the horses scrambled up & down prodigious hills and around
tremendous curves and we actually “ducked” for telegraph wires! At
North River we stopped for dinner – a very good
one – and there met the coach coming the other way – we passed thro’
the towns(!) of
Cedar River and Indian River on
the way – changing horses at the former, but most of the way the
road was very wild and steep and lonesome. Twice or three times it
rained. Once for a long time – and we on the backseat
