DEDICATED
To the loving memory of my Father and in grateful
recognition to my friend J. F. C., whose
encouragement made this book possible.
| Reuben | Frontispiece |
| Page | |
| Margaret | 61 |
| Into this den of venomous serpents, only the hardy dared penetrate | 149 |
| Tim Watson | 170 |
| Jack De Vere | 194 |
| Beyond the hills melting into a pinkish haze | 206 |
| Canal boats still crept sleepily on | 248 |
| Sam’s Point | 255 |
| The Rondout Creek tumbled musically over the rocks below forming many beautiful cascades | 292 |
| The laurels take on a rosier hue in the warm afterglow | 308 |