A SEARCH FOR THE PLEIADES 251 
depth at three thousand feet. Osgood’s White 
Mountain Guide-Book says that it is “one of 
the wildest places in the State, but is difficult 
to explore on account of its forests,” and adds 
that “in its upper part are the woodland beau- 
ties of the Seven Cascades.” At the two hotels 
on the side of the mountain we found no very 
definite knowledge of these cascades, and they 
were confounded with certain other waterfalls 
on Baker’s River, several miles away. At a 
late field meeting of the Appalachian Club, 
however, an interesting report had been pre- 
sented by Rev. G. H. Scott of Plymouth, N. H., 
who, with the Rev. H. O. Ladd of Hopkinton, 
had once spent the night on top of Moosilauke, 
had descended into Jobildunk Ravine next day 
for fishing purposes, and had come upon these 
falls; after which they had followed Gorge 
Brook, as it is called, through the forest to 
Baker’s River, and so on to the village of War- 
ren. These two explorers, it appeared, were so 
delighted with the beauty of the cascades as to 
feel moved to do all that could be done for 
them in recognition; so in due form, by what 
may be called a self-acting baptismal process, 
—since the brook itself furnished the font, — 
they christened the sisterhood “the Pleiades.” 
Such was the region we wished to visit. 
The rule as to the inevitable exaggeration of 
