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THE ADIRONDACK. 



I will only add, that none of the drawings or paint- 

 ings I have seen of this pass, give so correct an idea 

 of it, as the one accompanying this description. We 

 turned our steps homeward, and after having chased a 

 deer into the lake in vain, reached the Adirondack 

 Iron Works at noon. We had traveled twelve miles, 

 a part of the way on our hands and knees. 



I had received a fall in the pass which stunned me 

 dreadfully, and made every step like driving a nail 

 into my brain. Losing my footing, I had fallen back- 

 wards, and gone down head foremost among the rocks 

 — a single foot either side, and I should have been 

 precipitated into a gulf of broken rocks, from which 

 nothing of myself but a mangled mass would ever 

 have been taken. Stunned and helpless, I was borne 

 by my friends to a rill, the cool water of which re- 

 vived me. 



Yours, &c, 



