Maryland Heights is the name given the steep on the north bank, and Loudon Heights the steep on the south bank.
Between Loudon Heights and Harper's Ferry the Shenandoah breaks into the Potomac, and to the rear of the ferry is a less bold ridge, named Bolivar Heights, which falls off in graceful undulations southward into the Valley of the Shenandoah.
The picturesque little village of Harper's Ferry lies nestling in the basin formed by these three heights, which tower into an almost Alpine sublimity.
A line drawn from any one mountain-top to either of the others must be two miles in stretch; yet rifle-cannon crowning these heights can easily throw their projectiles from each to other— a sort of Titanic game of bowls which Mars and cloudcom-pelling Jove might carry on in sportive mood.
But the Maryland Height is the Saul of the triad of giant mountains, and far o'ertops its fellows.
Of course, it completely commands Harper's Ferry, into which a plunging fire even of musketry