unmetaled

Updated: June 5, 2025

I was master of fate in that proud land; I would not endure That a grief without cure, A love that could end, Or a false hearted friend, Should dwell for an instant in cloudland. Mackay. Nothing but rain, pouring rain, for the next few days, washing the walls of snow down the unmetaled streets, a very slough of despond to all beasts of burden.

Mrs. G. C. Huddleston - Bluebell: A Novel

Frequent passes or gaps in the mountains, through which wagon roads had been constructed, afforded easy access from east and west; and pikes were excellent, though unmetaled roads became heavy after rains. But the glory of the Valley is Massanutten.

Richard Taylor - Destruction and Reconstruction:: Personal Experiences of the Late War