Train Journeys II

Albany, the state capital, Fort Ticonderoga, the Allegheny Mountains, the valley of the River Hudson, all the golden leafage of autumn and the historical feel of this part of the northeastern part of the USA, at any moment I would see a party Mohican hunters running Indian file through the forest glades or Hawkeye, out hunting face down in the tall grass taking aim with his muzzle loading flintlock at a deer beneath the trees. Is that a detachment of Montcalm's soldiery landing on the side of a placid lake looking for the British Redcoats to ambush? I was sitting most comfortably on the train from the Penn Station in Manhattan on my way to Montreal, Quebec and looking and enjoying the scenes it passed through the window. The train on this occasion had an electric driven locomotive up front but, I am certain, it would have a proper steam locomotive in years past for this journey. I moved down the train to the buffet car and got myself some egg sandwiches and a can of Coke for a snack.