I could hardly get away from
there. The full magnificence of the mountains in that quarter;
the river's course between them, the blue hills of the distant
Shawangunk range, and the woody chasm immediately at my feet,
stretching from the height where I stood over to the crest of
the Crow's nest; it took away my breath. I sat down again,
while Mr. Thorold pointed out localities; and did not move,
till I had to make way for another party of visitors who were
coming. Then Mr. Thorold took me all round the edge of the
fort. At the south, we looked down into the woody gorge where
Dr. Sandford and I had hunted for fossil infusoria. From here
the long channel of the river running southerly, with its
bordering ridge of hills, and above all, the wealth and glory
of the woodland and the upheaved rocks before me, were almost
as good as the eastern view. The path along the parapet in
places was narrow and dizzy; but I did not care for it, and my
companion went like a chamois. He helped me over the hard
places; hand in hand we ran down the steep slopes; and as we
went we got very well acquainted.
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