million-year-old boulders. On last New Year's eve I was reading the

book, and had lost myself in it so completely, that I forgot my

usual New Year's diversion, namely, the wild hunt to Amack. Ah, you

"The journey of the witches on broomsticks is well enough known-

that journey is taken on St. John's eve, to the Brocken; but we have a

wild journey, also which is national and modern, and that is the

journey to Amack on the night of the New Year. All indifferent poets

and poetesses, musicians, newspaper writers, and artistic