Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1860-08-11

Editor Telegraph--From all parts Of the
county, our newspapers are bringing accounts
of the celebration Of the Fourth. " Pray,
would You like TO know how II was observed
BY us, Well, gunpow der Of course awoke Us
tos he fact that day was about to dawn, and OF
an es, ly hour the streets we're alive with people
IN their holiday attire. And lovely morn It
was-iust warm enough, just breezy enough
At the warves were the "Northern Light" our
own smaller steamers, hll decorated with ever.
green's aud banners, aud wbistling loudly for
their expected guests.
Upon the programme Of the Light" were
run up and down Portage Lake, good dinner,
and dancing; but the sequel showed that eating
was the order OF the day, for not until after our
return to the wharf we're oil the Oppetites np-
peased, and some Of the hungry Cornishmen ate
at each re-setting Of the table.
The Germans had chartered the Princess
Capacious baskets, neatly covered with napkins,
aud sir barrels of lager beer we're conveyed on
board, long scow was Fastened by her side for
the dancers, the band struck upon an inspirtiug
air, aud soon they were of for picnic at Pill
grim Point, three miles down the Lake. What
a contrast between the crowd solemnly MUNICH
ing oranges in the close cabin OF the elegant
Northern Light" and the laughing beaux and
bellies who wbrled 10 the dizzy waltz upon that
homely scow Surely, these foreigners are
wiser than we, for they have learned the art Of
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BY them 10 festive scene.
The "Ajax" was appropriated by party of
sightseeing Americans who returned at night
very much disgusted, for the boat had grounded
upon thesunknown shoals of Torch Lake again,
aud again and they had labored hard in show
ing her Off (Torch Lake is body of water
emptyng in Portage Lake, some six miles be-
lon our town Of Houghton.) The Pratt was
hilarious with party OF French, who enjoyed
themselves so much that they did not return
until tho night OF the 5th. The "St. Mary"
ran here aud there and everywhere, carrying
anybody and everybody. In the evening we had
the customary fre-crackers, rockets, &C., but
drizEng rain soon set in, the streets we're early
deserted, and SomnuS claimed his own.
Crowds Of summer visitors are now arriving
on every boat. and our hotels are full to rcple-
tion. The large steamers which chance to re-
main over night, usually give dnucing party
on board and a few evenings ago there were
balls in the town.
Since wrote you last nine miners have been
drowned eight Of them in Portage Lake. Sew
en- perished at one time by the sinking Of an
overloaded boat. Some days elapsed before
the bodies were all recovered, and the heavy fir.
ing above the water to raise them to the surface
was = most melancholy sound Three Of the
Cornishmen were buried at one time, and more
than thousand miners walked in the process
sion, singing oil the way to the cemetery, as is
their custom.
The same day these men were drowned, we
had shooting affair on one of the wharvcs,
bat fortunately the pistol was so badly loaded
as to infict but little injury. The would-bc
murderer is now in Jail at Eagle River, await
ing bis trial at the August term of court.
Various stories are aAoat as to the cause of the
trouble, and those people who maintain that in
every untoward event, it is safe to ask "Who is
she," find in this fresh cause for their belief.
The parties oil were strangers here
On the morning Of the 18th, we, like you,
were looking through smoky glass at the great
eclipse. The Indian boys in CONSERVATION ran
to an acquaintance Of ours saying "The sun
is sick not so bad as il was while ago, but
sick! sick The comet also showed US its
mysterious phiz "for a few nights only" and
then having filed its engagement" whirled off
into space. Madam Aurora Borealis has for
the past week attracted Opplaudlng crowds; and
with all these inducements, eur thoughts have
bad Of late decidedly skyward tendency.
The weather has thus far been most delight
full we have no weather really hot. The golden
are just fading from yonder lovely
hill-tops, as sit at my window writing to you;
and as gaze upon the gently ripping water,
with its changing pearly tints, and feel upon my
brow the cool soft fingers of the evening breeze,
think how all you 'below" would revel 10 this
beauty. and this GOODNESS, could you be trans
ported here. Mc.P.
Take care Of your health aud that of your
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