One of the delights of driving on the Wissahickon was the stops at watering troughs. Young bodies develop growing pains if too long subjected to the decorous sitting-still proper to a Germantown wagon. We always climbed down while father allowed Don or Nellie to have a drink at any of the watering places along the drive.
-- The Wissahickon Hills, Cornelius Weygandt, 1930.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Face the face
Detail from an old water trough along Forbidden Drive between mile posts 4 and 4 and 1/2.