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its production and sustenance ? On higher 

 ground, about a mile distant, was a trout 

 pond, the shores of which were steep and 

 rocky. 



Our next move was a tramp of about 

 twelve miles through the wilderness, most 

 of the way in a drenching rain, to a place 

 called the Lower Iron Works, situated on 

 the road leading into Long Lake, which is 

 about a day's drive farther on. We found 

 a comfortable hotel here, and were glad 

 enough to avail ourselves of the shelter and 

 warmth which it offered. There was a little 

 settlement and some quite good farms. The 

 place commands a fine view to the north of 

 Indian Pass, Mount Marcy, and the ad- 

 jacent mountains. On the afternoon of our 

 arrival, and also the next morning, the view 

 was completely shut off by the fog. But 

 about the middle of the forenoon the wind 

 changed, the fog lifted, and revealed to us 

 the grandest mountain scenery we had be- 

 held on our journey. There they sat, about 

 fifteen miles distant, a group of them : Mount 

 Marcy, Mount Mclntyre, and Mount Golden, 

 the real Adirondac monarchs. It was an 

 impressive sight, rendered doubly so by the 

 sudden manner in which it was revealed to 

 us by that scene shifter, the Wind. 



