One may really say there is no road.

For at least one half of the way there is nothing but a rugged track of rock and roots of trees, ever threatening the springs of the carriage and the limbs of the passenger with frightful fractures.

However, by walking over the worst of it, you protect the latter and save the former, thus rendering accidents of rare occurrence.
The hotel is a straggling building, chiefly ground floor, and with a verandah all round.

The air is deliriously pure, and in summer it must be lovely.

It is situated on a plateau, from the extremity of which the bank descends to the Green River.