The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1866-08-07
From the Wellsville Press.
A. Turnout. Tour and Trout.

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Pic-ncs are usually of such commonplace
character as to make their mention merely
dull reference, to the dullest of incidents. Re-
Gently however, we have had the pleasure of
participating in picnic, SO striking inits char
acter and impressive in feature, as to Justly en-
title it to place among the anniversaries. Our
company was a spontaneous one, numerously I
made up, and yet, as we sat out for our days
journey up among the mountains of our neigh
boring county of Potter, we could not but feel
it pity that many more of our nelghborssome
detained from one cause,and some from another
could not all be participants In our tour. The
day was bright and beautiful throughout,w arm
ed by the sunniest suns, aud cooled by the
blandest of breezes, Just such day as makes !
July the month of beauty among the AIIega-
MES
All dav we meandered along,here slowly as /
cending to the summit of the mountain, and
again dipping down into the valley, when at
length Just as the sun went down among the
hills we brought up for the night at that char
ming little County Town of Coudersport.
We all stopped at Glassmire's; and, when we
say this, We say all that is necessary by way OF
comment on mine hest Dear reader. did you
ever stop at Glassmire's ?-Tf notand you have
not somewhere else tn an in Coudersport found
perfect model of the country inn, cosy, neat
YEA charming You can form but FAINT con-
cepton of our hotel entertainment In short
Glassmire is not only model fisherman, who
can throw a fly with greater magic, and snatch
a trout from the brook with greater facIlltly
than any of his compeers, but he knows how to
keep hotel He knew how to court the right
woman when young,and marry, her too, Just the
most CHEEKY and matronly hostess who ever
spread the cloth for the weary traveller among
the mountains. How We did justice to that
glorious supper of choice biscuits, golden butter
crystal honey and fresh caught trout, let our
readers imagine. Supper over, and there came
in the burghers of the town, meeting US in frlenly
Introduction and pleasing chit chat at the hos
pitable entertainment arranged at the house OF
Judge c. S. Jones. Itwas pleasant gathering
A rare coming together, where new faces grow
familiar in an hour, and where one forgets at
once that he was ever unknown,or that his new
made acquaintance was ever stranger.
The evening passed-night came, with sleep,
one of those cool luxurious nights, repleie with
balm and breeze, causing the sleeper to dream
of peace, purity and paradise. Weslept,sweetly
and soundlv, awaking in the morning, each
looking for latitude and longitude,slnce the good
burghers had, in the exercise ofa generous hos
pitality, so divided up our company as to make
it difficult to determine where one went away
into slumber, and came out into wakefulness.
| Again passed away the curtains of highland
the snn rising up, looked over the mountain top
upon the dwellings in the valley, and bade our
company lie away to the fishing grounds. Over
most beautiful road along the valley of Mill
Creek our carriages rolled along, till, at length
on gentle decleyity amid forest and field and
grove, at the point where one feels that he is
just passing away into primeyal shadows, we
pitched our tents and lit up the camp fires. The
sun rising up, looked down brightly in to the
valley, and yet, as MONDAY approached, the
0dpv from ba UtaIn
camping ground. Pearly streams, mur-
muring down from the gentle slopes of the
hill-sdes, abounding in trout, invited to sport,
and charmed with their ripping voices; springs
| of cool and crystal water, fountains of purity
and sources of great rivers, switch gurgled up as
freshly,when Earth first dropped newly formed
/ from the hand of Deity, as now, invites the So
iourners to rest beside them, pitching there his
( tent for life. In the valley below, dimly dis
cerned as we looked out from our camping
ground among the trees, along the slopes were
seen, here and there, the homes of the sons of
toll, hung as eagles nests upon the side of the
mountain. The brave old wood beyond, prime
val in growth and green in their grandeur, made
shadows such as night shades commingle with
sunshine. In short this was earth's dreamland
! the recollection of which will abide as pleas
| ing vision, so long as memory shall recall the
day dreams of the past Here, in this lovely
! spot, partook we Of the repast gotten up with
| such dainty care, and Profnse abundance. The
! fishermen came in with their baskets well filled
with the speckled beauties, and these by the
score went fresh from the brook into the frying
pan. Giassmire came with patent pailful,and
the Olmsted's with their scores and hundreds
Chief of all the beautiful trout brought to our
tables that day. was the one drought to bay"
by the rod of H. J. Olmsted, Esq out of which
Judge Lee declared that he ate full pound
and a half. and several ladies of our company
also largely shared each her part. That was a
wonderful trout 4 several FOUNDER" which
would certainly have been weighed had we
only possessed the scales
/ The day past, we returned at evening to par
take of the genial hospitality of cur entertainers
whose doors again thrown open, bade US once
more forget that this is world of strangers
/ Green be the memories long the lives and
/! pleasant the ways of those into whose faces we
looked forIa day in the county of Potter And
when, at last, the Great Shepherd shall gather
into his fold the sons of Liberty and daughters
of Freedom, may we all meet again among the
everlasting mountains beyond the River, where
. the shadows and the sunshine commingled, shall
sit for all time in the Valley of Peace.
ANC.