Above this point there
were various excellent views of mountain scenery, far off and near, and
one village lying below in the hollow vale.
Having climbed so far that the road seemed now to go downward, I retraced
my steps. There was a wagon descending behind me; and as it followed the
zigzag of the road I could hear the voices of the men high over my head,
and sometimes I caught a glimpse of the wagon almost perpendicularly
above me, while I was looking almost perpendicularly down to the log-hut
aforementioned. Trees were thick on either hand,--oaks, pines, and
others; and marble occasionally peeped up in the road and there was a
lime-kiln by the wayside, ready for burning.
Graylock had a cloud on his head this morning, the base of a heavy white
cloud. The distribution of the sunshine amid mountain scenery is very
striking; one does not see exactly why one spot should be in deep
obscurity while others are all bright. The clouds throw their shadows
upon the hillsides as they move slowly along,--a transitory blackness.
I passed a doctor high up the road in a sulky, with his black leather
saddle-bags.
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