PETER KALM's 

 T RAVELS. 



July the ifl. 1749. 



AT day break we got up, and rowed 

 a good while before we got to the 

 place where we left the true road. 

 The country which we pafTed was the 

 pooreft and moft difagreeable imaginable. 

 We faw nothing but a row of amazing 

 high mountains covered with woods, fteep 

 and dirty on their lides; fo that we found it 

 difficult to get to a dry place, in order to 

 land and boil our dinner. In many places the 

 ground, which was very fmooth, was under 

 w*ater, and looked like the lides o^ouv Swedifi 

 morafles which are intended to be drained 5 

 for this reafon the Dutch in Albany call 

 thefe parts the Drowned Lands J^ Some of 



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