Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1853-09-28
Notes by tho way, by our Reporter.
No, Nv.
RocHEsrER. N. Il, sept.. ls52

! took the cars at Rochester, and, IN ten
minutes a(terW ards. found myself standing on the
shores Of Lake Ontario, The scenery the lake
is distinguished for widness, than for grandeur
or cultivation. The almost universal forest ia d.
velsihed " lh little clearngs, and humble villages,
but the eye finds no relief from bold prpmontories,
or swelling hills The lines Of the landscape
mouotouous olzontaIs unbroken by the abrupt con-
6gurations Of bold and naughty mountains. The
poet would find inspiration in the historical associa
;ons Of the lake, and oflhe country that girds it
round like cit, but not in the scenery. The
farmer might prize the territory, account of the
facilities for age, whch'its level surface and deep
soil offers, but the painter would ,careely be struck
with its scenic beauties.
1recolect walking in Scottish glen, one evening
several years ago, with gentleman from the Low
lands, who had been led into the land of the Gael
more from wish to see his brother, than from any
desire to behold the grand old mountains that tower
ed up into the heavens on all sides Of us. | made
some remark complimentary to Ben More, and the
grey peaks Of Bena- cachan, when my chance com.
panion, very contemptuousy, informed me that he
would not give one acre of the Caise oil Gowre, for
all the mountains from Dunnet Head TO the Null of
Kentire. TO such man as this, the lake shore, in
all its vast circumference, would form landscape
Of surprising beauty; to me, ii looked tame and do
nestle, unless when | remembered the tribes that
had once 6shed IN the waters Of the lake, and had
hunted in the woods; or unless l reflected on the
probable millions of my own language and lineage,
who, in the funess Of time, would dwell along this
woody shore.
We started for Canada at 10 2 O'Clock a. NJ,
having cargo Of peaches, handsome American
buggies and wagons, migratory lrsh,men Of business,
and pleasure seekers, on board. When we got
into the sssweet waters,' we found stiff breeze,
and heavy swell, which shook The boat considera-
bly,, and soon had wonderful effect in elOugating
the faces Of several Of the passengers, and covering
them with kind Of transparent paleness. The
ringing of the dinner bell seemed TO have no other
effect than to deepenen the depression Of those mel
ancholy victims of lake sickness. The dinner
board of the boat was excellent, and well served.
do not know that should have remembered this
fact, had it not been for the other fact that my
return to the States, in British boat, winesspirils,
beer, &C., we're profusely used at dinner, while
Adams wine-pure WATERWAYS the only liquid
served on board Of this American vessel
We touched at Cobonrg about A O'Clock, P. M,
but did not go on shore, my compagnon du Uoyage
having special business TO transact at Port Hope,
Canadian town, about seven miles up the river. We
went ashore at Port Hope about half past four O'Clock
p. NJ, IN drizze Of lain, which enhanced the
dull and dirty aspect Of the place The pier, which
is considerably rotten, and perforated with great
black hoes that seem anxious TO swallow your eet
and legs, stretches Tor half mile through
swamp, where sedges and green slime cling round
the spongey piles that support 1t. Wretched, dirty
Looking hus, with cid clothes aud shocking bad hats
10 IN T lass in the window frames stand
gu your right hand, as you proceed towards the
town. They are lathed and plastered outside, and
as the plaster has reus ed to keep company with the
latb, in many instances, they look poor enough for
the poorest of Victoria Aexandtias subjects. Some
law business, which "foreigner" must Transact in
prop1a persona in Canada, had called my companion
from the States 10 this iororn Port Hope; and, as
neither he nor were prepossessed in favor Of "Her
Maiesty's dommons,'' we hurried TO the Office of
our attorney anxious to have done with him, and
then hurry back 10 the land Of clean inns aud decent
dinner fxins. 'rhe office Of Mr.. K was large
and dirty. A huge centre table contained
confused mass Of law books, papers, and dust. A
SMALL law library, composed of works on English
and British Jurisprudence, was arranged on pine
shelves in one part Of the room; several maps Of
Canada, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia, hung
on the walls, and two gentlemen, whose humble de.
meanor and shabby garments reminded me Of New
man Noggs, sat writing at tables placed against the
walls. Mr. K and another sprig of the law,
who resembIed horse jockey Than disciple Of
Grotius, were in conversation with two poor Irish.
men, whom they were endeavorng 10 mulct Of some
money on the ground that they had purchased hut
and piece Of swampy land with vated title.
20 Having finished business with X, who
tall man, with broad striped pants and curly head,
and whose whole appearance denoted vulgar pride,
legal authority, brandy and cigars, little b. aims and
not much heart, lett his dirty office and descended
into the street, the rain coming down in torrents
The principal hotel in Port Hope was 40 redolent Of
dirty dogs and dirty Kanuck4. that we were glad TO
beat retreat from il in order to keep our stomachs
ill supper time but we were no more fortunate in
the second hotel, for the same dingy, dirty aspect,
hung over lis sitting room, and the sane disgusting
odors were breathing from the old sofa, the floor,
and the dizzy window curtains The window hang
ngs had originality represented the arch Of an old
cathedral, but they had been pinned up often, in.
stead Of being drawn up by cord, that they resem-
bed the tatteed banners Of aroea English borough.
The sight and smell Of this hotel determined uN to
forego all thoughts Of eating in Port Hope At IL
O'Clock p. M. we were driven in a caleche 10 the
end Of the pier, in order get the boat for Toronto
The caleche had no doors on H. and as the wind
blew iuriousy, and the rain kept falling in torrents,
we were wet 10 the skin, Notwithstanding our car.
riase. 40 old tumble down freight house, kept by
an freshman, received from our voiiure and the
storm, where, for more than mortal hour, we en-
joyed the luxury of wet ieei and the PROJECT Of the
angry lake through a window ,festooned with spider.
webs dust, aud bits Of straw At last the boat
came up, when we rushed on board, and in half an