Taking your position upon its highest point...you take in one of the most beautiful
prairies that can be found in the northwest; swelling as pleasantly as the long heavy roll
of the sea when left in a midsummer's calm after a storm, so wave after wave falling
to the horizon for miles to the west and south; the north and west fringed with trees,
here and there a glade, a homestead reposing as in a bower of beauty and fruitfulness,
farm houses dotting the landscape, cultivated farms, the bountiful increase of the land in
golden stacks, the zephyr or the more stirring winds of Heaven bowing before its
invigorating and healthful influence, field on field of the ripening corn should make man
bow himself, not only in joyful thanksgiving, but raise the voice in praise to the Creator
of the universe for so rich a display of His beneficence, declaring love and sympathy for
the wants of man, and that overruling Providence which has directed his wandering
footsteps to so rich a heritage. (John C. Gillespy, The History of Green Lake County,
Berlin: T. L. Terry & Co., 1860)
