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Updated: June 29, 2025
No, Joe Mauser would stick to his own position in the scheme of things until through his own efforts he won through to that rarefied altitude in society which his ambition demanded. A sour voice said, "Celebrating, captain? Oops, major, I mean. So you did get something out of the Catskill Reservation fracas. I'm surprised." A scowl, Joe decided, would be the best.
Stirling and Edinburgh Castles would have been visible, but that the clouds hung low in the valley of the Forth and hid them from our sight. The view from Ben Lomond is nearly twice as extensive as that from Catskill, being uninterrupted on every side, but it wants the glorious forest scenery, clear, blue sky, and active, rejoicing character of the latter.
On the rock platform where the Catskill Mountain House now stands, commanding one of the fairest views in the world, old chief Shandaken set his wigwam, for it is a mistake to suppose that barbarians are indifferent to beauty, and there his daughter, Lotowana, was sought in marriage by his braves. She, however, kept faith to an early vow exchanged with a young chief of the Mohawks.
Nature chose the spring of the year for the time of John Burroughs's birth. A little before the day when the wake-robin shows itself, that the observer might be on hand for the sight, he was born in Roxbury, Delaware County, New York, on the western borders of the Catskill Mountains; the precise date was April 3, 1837.
One of them telegraphed his father for more stuff and money, I guess. And we're camping out in a nice little grove right near the Hudson. Good fishing and a row across whenever you want an ice cream soda. Ought to appeal to you, hey? You notice I say we? That's us. Camp McCord is the name of the place and " "But how about rescuing Skinny?" I asked him; "how did you get him to Catskill? How about "
Anthony W. Dimock, of Peekamose, New York, makes the following interesting report: "The Robin Junior Audubon Circle is composed of the boys and girls of three district schools in a Catskill Mountain valley. No one school has enough pupils of required age to form a circle, and the distances between them are so great that frequent meetings cannot be held, but good work is being done.
"Why didn't you hit into the main road and go down through Catskill? You're likely to miss the train this way." "I'm going to hike home," Tom said. "Far?" "In Jersey, about twenty miles from the city." "Some jaunt, eh?" Archer inquired pleasantly. "I don't mind it," Tom said. "What are you goin' home for?" "Because I want to; because I'm finished," Tom said.
Catskill Landing was the station for Temple Camp. It was there that arriving troops alighted from boat or train. It was the frequent destination of their hikes. It was there that they bought sodas and ice cream cones. Scouts from "up ter camp" were familiar sights at Catskill, and they overran the village in the summertime.
"Well," I said, "you want to be careful; it's pretty dangerous business stalking hop-toads." "I came all the way from Catskill scout pace," he said. I said, "Bully for you." "I did it in fifty-two minutes," he said; "scout pace is my middle name. Are you worrying about anything?" "I'm worrying because I don't get a letter, kid," I said; "if it doesn't come to-morrow "
"Farnham went back to New York the day after she came, so I believe she never saw him to the day of her death. "Mrs. Farnham was left behind, and poor Salina had a nice time with her airs and the impudence of her city servants, as she called the white slaves that came with her. Our Anna came alone, for her husband could neither spend time nor money to bring her further than Catskill.
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