38 MY GARDEN ITS LOCATION. 



boarding-houses, where city families, at moder 

 ate prices, can enjoy mountain air and scenery, 

 while their children are " done brown " by the 

 July sun. 



To the west, and just back of the village, 

 rises Bear Mountain and other wooded high- 

 lands, abounding in walks, horseback rides, 

 magnificent views, and romantic lakes, that 

 might furnish occupation to the artist and 

 sportsman, and delightful recreation to all not 

 enamored by the richer pleasures of the garden. 

 On the east, within pistol-shot, the Hudson 

 flows grandly by, dotted with white sails, 

 musical with the splashing wheels of passing 

 steamers, and furnishing a broad, cool avenue 

 to my city customers from their hot, dusty 

 streets to the airy summer hotels, where my 

 strawberries, just picked, are ready for their 

 *Mpper. 



We have strong, pure mountain air, and 



