The white steamers of the Hudson River Day Line were once as much a part of New York as horsecars and Coney Island. On sweltering summer days, their cool decks were a breezy contrast to the city's steaming streets. Even for those who couldn't or didn't know that it was more beautiful than the Rhine, the Hudson, with its cliffs and vistas, was still a sight for city dwellers' sore eyes. Picnickers dropped off at Indian Point or Bear Mountain at noon, took a downriver boat back to New York in the early evening....
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