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Greycourt Inn. 45<br />
While thus <strong>the</strong>y sang <strong>the</strong> mourners viewed<br />
Their foes by Cyrus’s arm subdued,<br />
And saw his glory rise, who spread<br />
Their streets and fields with hosts <strong>of</strong> dead.<br />
This was <strong>the</strong> first Christian song heard on <strong>the</strong> banks <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Shawangunk kill.<br />
Tradition says <strong>the</strong> savages were charmed with <strong>the</strong> music, and delayed <strong>the</strong> execution <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong> singers while <strong>the</strong>y listened. Was <strong>the</strong> last stanza given above prophetic <strong>of</strong> what was<br />
<strong>the</strong>n and <strong>the</strong>re to take place? In answer to <strong>the</strong>ir prayers, God had sent <strong>the</strong>m deliverance.<br />
A panic seized <strong>the</strong> red men, and <strong>the</strong>y fled in dismay for <strong>the</strong> mountains. The captives, not<br />
knowing <strong>the</strong> cause <strong>of</strong> alarm, ran after <strong>the</strong>m; but <strong>the</strong>y presently heard <strong>the</strong> sound <strong>of</strong><br />
well-known voices calling <strong>the</strong>m back. The next moment <strong>the</strong>y were clasped in <strong>the</strong> arms <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong>ir husbands and bro<strong>the</strong>rs.<br />
The day was too far spent to start on <strong>the</strong> return journey, so <strong>the</strong>y composed <strong>the</strong>mselves<br />
for <strong>the</strong> night, with <strong>the</strong> dried leaves <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> preceding autumn for couches; and <strong>the</strong><br />
overhanging branches for shelter. The fires were lighted <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> fagots ga<strong>the</strong>red by <strong>the</strong><br />
Indians, though, providentially, not for <strong>the</strong> original purpose <strong>of</strong> torture, but for warmth and<br />
comfort.<br />
The night was sleepless. Each recounted to <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs matters <strong>of</strong> interest relating to<br />
<strong>the</strong> death <strong>of</strong> friends at <strong>the</strong> village; and incidents <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> captivity and pursuit. The<br />
sympathy <strong>of</strong> all was drawn out towards one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> relieving party, who, <strong>the</strong> day previous,<br />
had come upon <strong>the</strong> remains <strong>of</strong> his wife in <strong>the</strong> woods. It was she who had been<br />
tomahawked and scalped, not having <strong>the</strong> strength to keep up with <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r prisoners; a<br />
pack <strong>of</strong> wolves had devoured most <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> flesh, <strong>the</strong> only means <strong>of</strong> identification being her<br />
dress. The journey home was begun next morning, where a warm welcome awaited<br />
<strong>the</strong>m.<br />
GREYCOURT INN.<br />
PASSENGERS by <strong>the</strong> Erie railway, as <strong>the</strong> train slows up at an unassuming station in<br />
sou<strong>the</strong>rn Orange, will hear <strong>the</strong> stentorian voice <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> trainman call out “Greycourt.”<br />
This appellation, so rythmical, and made up <strong>of</strong> such a strange combination, at once wins<br />
<strong>the</strong> attention <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> tourist; and he casts about him for some romantic incident that may<br />
have given rise to <strong>the</strong> name. He moves up to <strong>the</strong> nearest bystander, who appears to be a<br />
resident, and blandly inquires what this uncanny title means, and is answered in <strong>the</strong><br />
prevalent dialect, “Dun-no.” A second venture is met with—“Can’t tell, boss; give us an<br />
easier one!” The name cannot be <strong>of</strong> Indian origin, nor does it savor <strong>of</strong> having been<br />
handed down from <strong>the</strong> broad-breeched Dutch ancestral population <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> valley; yet it has<br />
an historical significance if tradition is to be believed.