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tain. Parallel with the latter, for a short distance runs a ridge? 
which commences in this valley, and is called Canoe mountains. 
It commences with a single hill, Canoe hill, which forms a right- 
angle, and in a manner closes the valley. Between this hill and 
Lock mountains, the Juniata forces its passage; the road leads 
over Canoe hill to a handsome valley, called Canoe valley, in 
the centre of which stands an inn with a farm, named Yellow 
Spring. This name is derived from a spring, arising in a rocky 
basin behind the farm, not far from which it empties into the Ju¬ 
niata. The spring is said to be chalybeate, and to give the stones 
over which it flows a yellow colour; however, neither taste nor 
sight could distinguish the chalybeate qualities. Some miles 
from Alexandria we passed a defile in the Tussey mountains, 
where the Juniata again forces its way. About nine o’clock, 
P. M., we arrived at Alexandria, where we passed the night. 
Here I heard in the evening, for the first time the croaking of 
the large frog, known under the name of bullfrog. It resembles 
the bleating of a calf, or rather the roaring of a young steer* 
Alexandria is a small place, and contains about three hundred in¬ 
habitants. 
We intended to leave Alexandria at three o’clock, A. M., but 
the driver overslept himself, and we were obliged to wait till 
four o’clock. We rode sixty miles to Thomsonstown. The coun¬ 
try was again tolerably hilly; we remained for the most part on 
the left side of the Juniata. A few miles below Alexandria 
we passed indeed by a ford to the right side, but after passing a 
mountain, belonging to Warrior’s ride, we returned seven miles 
below at Huntingdon, to the left side again, under a roofed bridge. 
We passed through Huntingdon; Lamberts, where we changed 
horses; and Waynesburg, Lewistown, Mifflin and Mexico. These 
places in general were unimportant, but well-built, with many 
substantial houses. Between Huntingdon and Waynesburg, the 
road led through Jack’s mountains, at the place where the Ju¬ 
niata forces its passage. The road is here generally cut through 
the rock, and runs without railings along a deep precipice by the 
river. After this, comes Juniata valley, which is formed on the 
left by the low Limestone-ridge, behind which, the high Jack’s 
mountains rise, and on the right by Blue-ridge, which rises im¬ 
mediately out of the Juniata. This valley reminded me of the 
regions on the river Lahn in Nassau, except that the mountains 
of the Lahn are not so high as these, and not so handsomely co¬ 
vered with trees to their summit. Waynesburg, where we again 
changed horses, occupies a very romantic situation on the Juniata. 
Lewistown on the Juniata, is well-built, and finely situated. The 
road hence to Thomsonstown, led through a hilly country along 
the river and continued bad. On the other side of the river, the 
