beautiful sheets of water near the metropolis, and easily accessible by a pleasant drive from Peekskill, or by the Harlem Railroad from New York.  The old Indian name was Ma-cook-pake, signifying a large inland lake, or perhaps an island near the shore.  The same derivation is also seen in Copake Lake, Columbia County.  On an island of Mahopac the last great “convention” of the southern tribes of the Hudson was held.  The lake is about 800 feet above tide, and it is pleasant to know that the bright waters of Mahopac and the clear streams of Putnam and Westchester are conveyed to New York even as the poetic waters of Loch Katrine to the city of Glasgow.  The Catskill water supply, the ground of which was broken in 1907, is referred to in our description of Cold Spring and the Catskills.

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  Round the aqueducts of story
    As the mists of Lethe throng
  Croton’s waves in all their glory
    Troop in melody along.

  George P. Morris.

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Just above Croton Bay and the New York Central Railroad draw-bridge will be seen the old Van Cortlandt Manor, where Frederick Phillipse and Katrina Van Cortlandt were married, as seen by the inscription on the old Dutch Church of Sleepy Hollow.

=Teller’s Point= (sometimes known as Croton or Underhill’s Point), separates Tappan Zee from Haverstraw Bay.  It was called by the Indians “Senasqua.”  Tradition says that ancient warriors still haunt the surrounding glens and woods, and the sachems of Teller’s Point are household words in the neighborhood.  It is also said that there was once a great Indian battle here, and perhaps the ghosts of the old warriors are attracted by the Underhill grapery and the 10,000 gallons of wine bottled every season.

It was here the British warship “The Vulture,” came with Andre and put him ashore at the foot of Mount Tor below Haverstraw.

The river now opens into a beautiful bay, four miles in width,—­a bed large enough to tuck up fifteen River Rhines side by side.  This reach sometimes seems in the bright sunlight like a molten bay of silver, and the tourist finds relief in adjusting his smoked glasses to temper the dazzling light.

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  Beneath these gold and azure skies
    The river winds through leafy glades,
  Save where, like battlements, arise
    The gray and tufted Palisades.

  Henry T. Tuckerman.

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=Haverstraw=, 37 miles from New York.  Haverstraw Bay is sometimes said to be five miles wide.  Its widest point, however, from Croton Landing to Haverstraw, is, according to United States Geological Survey, a little over four miles.  The principal industry of Haverstraw is brick-making, and its brick yards reaching north to Grassy Point, are of materal profit, if not picturesque.  The place was called Haverstraw by the Dutch, perhaps as a place of rye straw, to distinguish it from Tarrytown, a place of wheat.  The Indian name has been lost; but, if its original derivation is uncertain, it at least calls up the rhyme of old-time river captains, which Captain Anderson of the “Mary Powell” told the writer he used to hear frequently when a boy: