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Passing down the road, shaded by the chestnut and the beech, we soon come to the famous York Furnace Glen, once the proud home of the Piqua Tribe of Indians, and now the pleasure ground of all who care to enjoy its sylvan beauties or restful solitude. Here, try as you might, you cannot escape the rich, fresh, bracing, tonic-laden air, or resist the pure, sparkling, limpid spring filled with its beneficent, health giving water—water such as angels might bathe in, or where fairies lave their milk-white temples and ruby lips. Day after day, year after year, this spring sends forth its copious stream, never reaching a higher temperature than 54 degrees Fahrenheit. And stretching one’s self on the benches by its side or on the mossy banks beneath surrounded by the greensward and the woods, one can not help but envy the Indian who knew no other home than this.
This water, analyzed by Prof. Thomas R. Baker, of the Millersville State Normal School, shows a greater purity (see analysis page 19) than any other ever brought to his attention, and is peculiarly beneficial to persons afflicted with liver or kidney troubles. If there were no other features to attract guests to River-View, the unusual excellence of this spring is reason to keep the hotel filled the year round.
The water used at the hotel is brought from a neighboring spring of equal purity and medicinal virtue. It is piped to the hotel grounds at a very great expense, and is used exclusively for drinking and cooking purposes. Click here to read more about the York Furnace Spring mentioned here.
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Click any of the following links to read more about some of the places mentioned or associated with this area.
- Susquehanna pastimes at the River View Hotel in Pequea.
- Wind Cave: 2,000 feet of dark passages. Unforgiving cold. Hungry cave rats. Discover Pequea’s dangerous spelunking underground.
- Armchair Explorer: Make your reservation today for the Pequehanna Inn – Pennsylvania’s Crown Jewel answer to Lake Placid
- ‘Colonel’ John Mead: the enigmatic ‘Gentleman Bum’ of the River Hills