Geo. M. Vickers.

Lost in the Mountains.

See you that[373] yellow thread, that, snake-like, winds

High up the mountain side, now hid, now seen,

Now lost[374] to view amid the shelving crags

And stunted pines? That is a rugged pass,

Called, hereabouts, The Devil’s Trail. Just where

We stand,[375] I stood one Autumn day, and heard

The legend from an aged mountaineer,