Excerpt from Shawangunk Mountain Stories The sky was threatening, and giant clouds reared their shining silver heads or stretched out fantastic arms to far distances. So I had decided not to go picking huckleberries on this day, and, besides, as the berries began to be scarce, I had made up my mind to take in hand my pilgrim staff one of the next days and strike out for New York City. The huckle berries, the blue, the black, the grey, the silver, the flesh-colored and the pearl - colored ones, were begin ning to get very scarce and only swamp - berries were. To a certain extent, ripe and ready now in certain local ities to be gathered by the diligent searchers. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.