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And luckily for Epinetus he didn’t have to wander for years around the Adirondacks to find it.
In fact, Epinetus – – – through fate – – – had run into Doc Stanton as the doc was wandering around the Santanoni Peaks. Epinetus was wandering in the valley below Wallface Mountain when he heard the echoes of old Doc Stanton grumbling and moaning. They spent a few days and nights together bothering the hell out of the Abenaki. Wanakeena showed up and told Epinetus and Doc that it wasn’t nice to upset the natives. Epinetus had too agree.
Epinetus left Doc to his own misery and plodded on to this place; Aiden Lair.
It was a cross-roads where teams of horses were delivering logs southward or eastward towards the headwaters of the Hudson River. There was a plank road from Aiden Lair to its terminal point on the Hudson. Loaded haulers had the right of way going east. When a hauler met another hauler coming the other way the unloaded one had to abandon the plank road and slog through the mud.
Needless to say, there were a lot of broken wheels as the wagons were clambering up and down from plank to mud.
Epinetus appeared every night to repair the wheels and no one could ever figure out who was doing it. This went on for over 150 years until the old Aiden Lair Inn deteriorated and no one ever stopped there any longer.
Old Epinetus, the good ghost, is still wandering around the old inn at Aiden Lair. He gets a little sad because there are no wheels to repair. Then he starts moaning and some tourists claim they have seen him up there in the top windows.
I think they must be mistaken. Epinetus never was one to like the limelight.
Sometimes he wishes to get a little fresh air and he takes a hike up toward Tahawus. There are two old friends, members of the Chateaugay Platoon, who haunt up in that neck of the woods.