Constance Fenimore Woolson,
The Old Stone House
“ Towards the west extended the headland of Stony Point, and still farther the faint outline of White River beach, looking like an enchanted island floating in the sky."The lake looks very beautiful this evening," said Aunt Faith; "it makes one think of the sea of glass mingled with fire.""It is treacherous with all its beauty," said Bessie; "these fresh-water seas cannot be relied upon for two hours at a time. They are more dangerous than the ocean.""You make too much of the little ponds," said Hugh. ”
