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that branches off and runs towards the north-east; and everywhere along 

 the east side of this there are perpendicular walls of rock. As Mt. Car- 

 mel is somewhat isolated, the view from the summit is extensive. 



Immediately northward is the great basin where rise the many streams 

 that unite to form the Magalloway. Beyond is the ridge that forms the 

 boundary between the states and the provinces, and through gaps in this 

 we can see now and then a peak far to the north-east. To the east the 

 view is very fine, while near at hand you look down into the valley of the 

 Magalloway. Here you catch glimpses of the stream, and there you see 

 one of the numerous lakes of this broad valley, for along this river there 

 is scarcely a mile but that has its lake or bog. Save here and there, 

 where the water reflects the bright sunlight, the whole valley is a dark 

 forest of evergreen. Standing on the summit of Mt. Carmel in the 

 afternoon, when the sun shines brightly, it is a grand scene to watch the 

 shadows of the clouds as they fly across the valley, they seem so 

 etherial, yet so much like a thing of life. For displays of this kind, I 

 know not any place where the effect is half so grand. Eastward, we can 

 see far beyond the valley, and such an array of hills, ridges, and mountain 

 peaks is rarely seen. Here is a mountain, irregular in outline and broken 

 abruptly off; there are two similar in shape, while beyond and farther 

 south is a mountain summit that has a graceful contour in its sweep- 

 ing outline. 



"And, glimmering through the sun-haze warm, 



Far as the eye could roam, 

 Dark billows of an earthquake storm 



Beflecked with clouds like foam, 

 Their vales in misty shadows deep, 



Their rugged peaks in shine, 

 I saw the mountain ranges sweep 



The horizon's eastern line." 



Southward, we look down the Magalloway, and for twenty miles in a 

 direct line the view is unobstructed ; then, from the east, Mt. Agizcoos, 

 with its bare summit, extends partly across the valley. Looking still 

 southward in the far distance, sixty-five miles from the point where we 

 stand, we see the White Mountains, in dim yet perfect outline. In some 

 respects the view to the west and south-west is the most interesting. In 



