The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-08-25

a ing the arrival of the 00yageurs, who will
0 buy whiskey of him. In the Oneida re-
a servation, the Episcopal Bishop makes a
desperate attack upon Mr.. Lo with
7 PRAYER Book and ritual, but the filthy
Menominee clothed in rotton blanket.
: gorgeous with .barbaric color and royalty
1 drunk, stalks through the streets an I'M
breeched nuisance. The:telegraph clicks
in the depot, and now and then you may
hear distant whistle up the Fox River,
but it is impossible to get away with the
feeling that you are living in the past.
It would not surprise you to see band
Iof Indians emerge from the edge OF the
pines, or some of those old iron Jesuits
I padding down the river in their bark
canoes with their Indian pilot. In the
afternoon we chartered the fussy little
terry boat of which have spoken, and
visited the Iron furnaces of Depere, the
index finger pointing to the great iron
region further north.d3 Ponderous jaws
of iron which are never troubled with
the tooth ache crush the solid blocks of
ore into fragments, and Dore never
could have bound more glowing pic
ture of hell than in the roaring seething
mass of molten iron rushing from the
i furnace doors and vcining the sanded
4 floors with white hot rivers of metal.
These furnaces, however, are but the APP
proach of the great iron region of Mar
quette and Negaunee, ard are only
worth visit when you have to kill time.
Three citizens Of Fort Howard waiting
all the afternoon to cross to Green Bay
because the Free and Easy Club had
pre-cmpted the transportation facilities,
and the proprietor Of the fussy ferry
boat will probably retire to enjoy the
fortune he made this afternoon, in log
cabin among the pines. al Ia
JuLg IA cool, cloldless day, wind
: east by northeast, and just strong enough
q to make sailing difficult At $50 q. m.
8 we were on the steamer George l.. Dun
n lap, Captain Wilson, leaving Green Bay
e behind US, our trumpeter playing the
! ssAartant pour lie Syrie" for the edifca-
! ton of small boy fishing on the dock.
J. East and west of us dark green belt of
0 pines, and head OF us only the white
! caps cresting the green waves of the bay.
7, How artistieally nature makes a picture
g What painter would dare to paint this
p expanse of water, with dim shore lines
l. and no accessories but floating log with
la SOlACdlJ WuiIC SuAt uPOn AZ
n Nothing in nature is ever made without
y purpose. Some little flower grows in q
e far distant spot, which year in and yeaI
u but the time comes when you will be
delighted with Its beauty. This solitary
u gull riding on log, the only object visi
n Die for miles, was made for the picture
q because 1t is in perfect harmony. Tive
q gulls would have married the work. This
re beautiful bird, which makes curves Ho
a garth would have envied, is the connect
% ing link between life and matter. WheI
lg will our artists learn what the grea
ID Mother silently teaches those who APP
ne proach her in love? AS the morning
n wears away, columns of white and yellow
e. smoke rising out of the green of tn
It pines show the localities Of Pensaukee
y Oconto, Menominee, Peshtigo, and othe
ne lumber outlets, and our landings exhibi
ID sawmills and endless piles Of lumbe
awaiting shipment Far off on our RICH
Deaths Door, the fatal entrance to LAX
w Michipan, is as placid as if it had forgot
"a, ten its hecatomb of Indians, and Their
I'd were no keels rottlng in its wsters, AM
IS, so we sail on this delightful day, eatin;
o. lotos, and, at p. m,
IL ESCANABA
s. comes in sight, and half an hour later
!, we are landed at the head of Green Ba-
- and the terminus of the Peninsular Rail
an road. Escanaba is hardly London o
co New York. But it has an ore dock
~ Without its ore dock and the Peninsula
- Railroad, to feed its vast hoppers witt
No iron, Escanaba would go where the wood
60 bine twineth. Escanaba sits contentedl
~ enough, that is as contentedly as a hand
IN full of houses, one hotel full grown, an,
! another in embryo, can sit, on a spot %
h. sand which runs down to the bay il
~ beautiful beaches, ribbed round with til
o. Hudson River group, and Tapped b,
= waters which furnish US with SAVIOR,
Of pickerel for supper. Across the bay i
I Stonington, collection Of cabins perchet
~ upon steep and lofty hillside, which
NJ curiously enough, is based upon tn
:, Trenton group, and filed full of the fos
5. 5, silized shells which strew the bed of tn,
n ocean. The botanist and geologist could
. hardly fined more inviting field, for no
m only are the hillsides embossed will
4. shells, butthe SUBMITS are fairly spanglet
al with brilliant red and pink flowers, anC
- every shrub is lnterlaced with gracefu
90 creeping vines. Berries grow here il
. profusion. The ground in every direc
i. tion is fairly red and blue with the rasp
4 berry, whortleberry, BURBERRY, and mul
~ berry, and the Indians and half-breed,
:, drive quite lucrative business in pick
= ing them. Vegetables, however, do moi
~ thrive well, with the exception of the
70 potato, and as your table must be fur
ar nished with vegetables and fresh % meat
- all the way from ChicaOo If hahnouo