As you glance up Black River valley, coming in from the right, is “Flemming’s creek,” or Lewis’ valley, a fertile valley, in which is located the euphonious Mendora; those blue highlands, apparently at the head of the main valley is “Robinson’s,” or “Pine Hill,” between Black River Falls and Sparta. This way to the left, that beautiful notch in the bluff is “Peacock Pass,” and is just this side of North Bend, and though apparently so near, is some “twenty miles away.” This heavy point, at the left of Black river, is “Heuston’s Bluff,” the next best point from which to view this valley garden. To the left and farther away, _look_ at that _great rock,_ big as a barn, topping out another cone. That is the veritable “Decora’s Peak,” named after that wonderful one-eyed chieftain, who, with a few of his brave and loyal band, lodged, occasionally in a cave in that rock; and from its hight were enable to discover any game, or even an enemy within a large range. Once on a time, it is said, he discovered the prowling “Black Hawk,” with his band of warriors, and ran to Prairie du Chien, ninety miles in one day, to inform the U. S. Government; and, then, helped to capture their enemy. A little farther to the left, and just across the garden from us wedged in a narrow opening, lies the village of Galesville, on Beaver creek,—a branch of Black river,—with its exquisitely beautiful lake, and bounding fish, its fine water power, health giving mineral springs, Galesville University and choice people. “Beautiful for situation” is Galesville, the joy of all its inhabitants, if not of all the earth. And “as the hills are round about Jerusalem,” so are the hills, and vastly more magnificent ones, round about Galesville, and the scenery simply GRAND. Looking up Beaver creek valley, to the left, is Maughmer’s bluff which affords a grand view; and still to the left, that dim mountain peak, pointed with rock and shrubs (in the direction of Blair, in Trempealeau valley,) is “Chapel Peak.” In the early settlement, by whites, of this region of country, two Methodist itinerants, A. B. Smith and Isaac Springer were following a dim wagon track, on their way to Galesville, which track passed along at the base of that peak; and they clambered to its top, and found there “The rock-formed pulpit” or altar, which had stood there for ages, into which they entered, and as they were both good singers, they sang,—to make the welkins ring, as there was nothing else thereto hear:— On the mountain-top appearing, Lo! The sacred Herald stands, Welcome news in Zion bearing Zion _long_ in _hostile_ lands.