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passed in succession the high points of mountain land which 

 lay in our route until, towards the close of the afternoon, we 

 were dismissed the cars at Waterbury, from which town to 

 the village of Stow we were transported by stage over the 

 Lamoille County Plank Road, ten miles distant, and six miles 

 from Mansfield Mountain, the intended scene of the next 

 day's adventures. A short excursion about the village al- 

 lowed us a view of the distant mountain lying in calm repose, 

 the upturned face of some mighty giant, Avhose fantastic 

 profile was in relief against the evening sky. I noticed an 

 attempt at a nursery, and found some very good looking 

 seedling apples and some pears budded, but just under way, 

 also some young peaches. So northern a climate is generally 

 considered unfavorable to the peach, but I think that were 

 this tree trained low and flat like a gooseberry bush, so that 

 the snow could cover it completely and protect the fruit buds, 

 some sorts might succeed. Under the line of fences where 

 snow would usually drift and lie long in spring, there would 

 also prove, perhaps, favorable situations. We were shown 

 a curious and interesting geological feature in a pot hole, 

 some twelve feet deep and five feet diameter, on the brow of 

 a rocky pasture more than a hundred feet above the village 

 street, indicating the ancient route and current of the stream 

 which is now wending its course far below, through a lower 

 level. The noble mountain fixed our attention, and as twi- 

 light was creeping on, the proportions of the face were more 

 striking. There lay the low and retreating brow, then suc- 

 ceeded the NOSE, somewhat pug and determined; next the 

 lengthened space till the closed lips appeared, and afterward 

 the lofty chin, then the declination into the throat, till further 

 likeness was lost. From our position, some have made out 

 the Pomum Adami, or Adam's apple, which however does 

 not legitimately belong to the face, but is borrowed from the 

 rounded summit of a neighboring hill. We could see only 

 the upper portion of the mountain, too, the intervening range 

 of hills cutting off the base. To take in its entire magni- 

 tude, an excursion down Lake Champlain will be found to 

 be best, from whose waters the Camel's Hump and Mansfield 



