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After a hearty breakfast of mutton and potatoes, we went out to feast our eyes on the spectacle of the surrounding mountains, veiled In mist and dimness, as if they too were spirits of mountains who had materialized at the Eddys’. We ascended to “Honto’s Cave,” a rocky, loop-hole through which a shallow brook forced its way. It came foaming down a gully, of grayish green rocks and descended to the farm, supplying the house with water. Above, on either side rose steep hills which we climbed with elastic step, something within us echoing the old tune “I'm the boy of the  mountain!” Later in the day we returned to the house, and I was selected to read publicly, to the company there assembled. Dr. Beard's energetic protest in The Daily Graphic. The faithful believers among the ladies grew very violent, one declaring she would “smash his darned old bead,” but the gentlemen merely smiled in derision. Horatio Eddy, who sat smoking, occasionally took his pipe from his mouth to laugh whenever anything

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