250 OUTDOOR STUDIES 
as is that of Moosilauke. After you ascend 
above the more luxuriant vegetation, and find 
yourself in a cooler zone, passing, as it were, 
from summer back to spring, —leaving, for 
instance, the ripe red raspberries below, and 
finding them still green above,—after you 
have come to interrupted groves and ever- 
dwindling trees, you step out at length upon a 
bare and narrow ridge. With one bold curve, 
it sweeps away in air, and leads the eye to a 
little summit half a mile beyond, on which the 
Tip-Top House, a low stone building, clings. 
There can be nothing finer than this curving 
crest, raised nearly five thousand feet above 
the sea level, and just wide enough to hold the 
rough wagon road built some years since to the 
top. As you traverse it, you seem to walk 
along the heights of heaven. Looking down, 
you see on one hand all the fertile valley of the 
Connecticut and the broad farms of Vermont ; 
and on the other side there lie spread all Maine 
and New Hampshire. Within the embrace of 
this bending ridge, held as in its arm, there 
drops a precipitous gorge, densely wooded and 
utterly pathless, and it was in this wild depth, 
known locally as the Jobildunk Ravine, that 
the Pleiades were to be sought. 
Little, the historian of Warren, describes this 
ravine as “wild and hideous,” and estimates its 
