A MOUNTAIN ROAD ON THE HUDSON 



The wild fastnesses of this mountain road with 

 its woods and flowers and utter seclusion, and 

 glimpses of river and highland, have a wondrous 

 charm in autumn. Then it is that the dogwoods, 

 oaks, maples, and liquidambars turn crimson and 

 gold with the shortening days of approaching 

 winter. Not less beautiful are these woodland 

 aisles clothed with snow when the autumn glories 

 have passed. Through the bare branches we get 

 glimpses of the Hudson, often ice-boiind, but 

 always grand and impressive. 



Always this mountain road with its woodland 

 beauty and its various distant views reveals con- 

 tinual charm throughout the changing seasons. 



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