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derago. It has long been in ruins, and seems as 



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if it were doomed to moulder quite away. 



" Ever and anon there falls 

 Huge heaps of hoary moulder'd walls. 

 But time has seen, that lifts the low 

 And level lays the lofty brow, 

 Has seen this ruin'd pile complete, 

 Big with the vanity of state, 

 But transient is the smile of fate." 



The scenery of Lake George is superb ; the 

 inn remarkably spacious and well attended ; and 

 the conveyances from thence to Saratoga, very Saratoga. 

 good. He must be sorely afflicted with spleen and 

 jaundice, who, on his arrival at Saratoga, remarks, 

 there is nothing here worth coming to see. It is 

 a gay and fashionable place ; has four uncom- 

 monly fine hotels ; its waters, for medicinal vir- 

 tues, are surpassed by none in the known world ; 

 and it is resorted to, throughout the whole of the 

 summer, by foreigners and natives of the first 

 consideration. Saratoga pleased me much ; and 

 afforded a fair opportunity of forming a pretty 

 correct idea of the gentry of the United States. 



There is a pleasing frankness, and ease and 

 becoming dignity in the American ladies ; and 

 the good humour, and absence of all haughtiness 

 and puppyism in the gentlemen, must, no doubt, 

 impress the traveller with elevated notions of the 

 company who visit this famous spa. 



During my stay here, all was joy, and affability, 

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