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Title: The New York and Albany Post Road
From Kings Bridge to "The Ferry at Crawlier, over against
Albany," Being an Account of a Jaunt on Foot Made at Sundry
Convenient Times between May and November, Nineteen Hundred
and Five

Author: Charles Gilbert Hine

Release Date: December 14, 2007 [EBook #23857]

Language: English

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THE

NEW YORK AND ALBANY

POST ROAD

FROM KINGS BRIDGE TO "THE FERRY AT CRAWLIER,
OVER AGAINST ALBANY," BEING AN ACCOUNT OF A
JAUNT ON FOOT MADE AT SUNDRY CONVENIENT TIMES
BETWEEN MAY AND NOVEMBER, NINETEEN HUNDRED
AND FIVE

BY C.G. HINE

_HINE'S ANNUAL, 1905_
BOOK I.

Entered, according to act of Congress, in the year 1906, by C.G. HINE,
in the office of the Librarian at Congress, Washington, D.C.

[Illustration: Sunnyside.]

Foreword.

The Hudson Valley, above all other places in this country, combines
historic and romantic interest with the beauties of nature. It is one
hundred and fifty miles crowded with the splendors of mountain and
forest and river, and replete with incident and legend. To quote
George William Curtis: "Its morning and evening reaches are like the
lakes of a dream." Everyone who visits New York comes or goes, if
possible, by the river route. Few know much of anything, however,
about the Old Post Road, that one-time artery of travel and trade,
whose dust has been stirred by the moccasin of the Indian and the boot
of the soldier; whose echoes are the crack of the stage driver's whip
and the whistle of the startled deer; wh