AMERICAN HOMES AND GARDENS 



July, 1907 



July, 1907 



AMERICAN HOMES AND GARDENS 



of the white man's rifle awoke them from their dreams of savage bliss. 

 Every foot of ground In this valley is rich with the associations of the 

 past, for here is to be found hard beaten old Indian paths, afterward 

 utilized as wood roads, crossing and recrossing In every direction. 

 The rocks on either side of the stream stand forth with the same brown 

 rugged mystery as when they flung back the echo of the Moonhaw 

 war whoop. 



For a full century after the title passed from the red men, the soli- 

 tude of this grand primeval forest remained undisturbed until in the 

 year 1S49 '^^ beautiful growth of hemlock attracted the eye of the 

 lumberman. Mills were built and the valley resounded with the axe 

 and the saw as the work of destruction went on. In a few years 

 the lumberman had completed his work and had robbed these pic* 

 turesque hills and valleys of their finest features. 



This tract of land adjoins the magnificent eighty-thousand acre State 

 Forest Preserve, which stretches away to the north and west, embrac- 

 ing within its great area the grandest combination of mountain, forest, 



A Forest Green Slain Is Used for the Woodwork 



stream and valley in New York, and which is to be kept in perpetuity 

 by the State for the use of its sovereign people. 



Wittenberg Park's crowning jewels are its streams of pure, clear, cold 

 waters, of which there are more than two miles within its limits. They 

 are alive with the finest specimens of the gamey Salvelinus fontinalis, the 

 genuine speckled brook trout of the Catskills. These streams spring 

 into life far away amid the rugged beauties and tangled foliage of the 

 Wittenberg and Cornell mountains, where here, there and everywhere, 

 under high moss-covered rocks, which are piled on each other in chaos, 

 are marvelous veins of water which trickle down, forming beautiful 

 mountain streams which flow through one of the most charming glens 

 in the world. For over a mile, as It winds and turns o\'er In Its rough, 

 rocky bed, it is a succession of impressive pictures, with cascades and 

 waterfalls innumerable, no two alike, and all beautiful and picturesque. 



In Its darkest recesses where Mount Cornell and the Wittenberg 

 cast their deepest shadows, the scene Is singularly wild, strange and deso- 

 late. It Is only a few miles from civilization, yet with the exception of 



The Wedding of the Waters 



■ Moonhaw Lodge" Is Built on the Site Formerly Occupied by the Old Moonhaw Chief 



