John Milton Binckley, June 1859 Travel Diary, Page 23

[John Milton Binckley, June 1859 Travel Diary, page 23. Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing scans of the original document, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source. This is my rough transcription. Extra paragraph breaks inserted for easier reading.]

[continued] of the train seems like to communicate its velocity to the landscape, not itself. I seem to stand and the whole mountain region in mad confusion tumbles around and whirls away. Satan & the Archangel again battle with a mountain, like a brickbat, in Each hand. Here they go, hurled and crashing down immeasurably abysses, fancy can find wherever darkness makes vacancy.

But I have not seen the bridge -- we are over the mountains about -- I have stood out in the wet & cold for forty miles or more, & no Bridge!

Come in half frozen, no fire in cars, & find that we passed that moment I was in to get tobacco!

Out again, just peeping night. A tall dark figure rising up nearby through the jags, instantly suggests the fancy of Paul at Athens. The similitude was strikingly bold. And as I got past a little, the draped arm seemed raised higher [to be continued.]  

[John Milton Binckley (1831-1878).]