Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1876-10-31
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bridges (meeling Gen. Chamberlain and
family on their way TO the mountains)
ill we reach a little bank directly opposite
the fall. Here VIC obtain & good view
of the hali-dozen pearly ribbons OF spray
which make their way over the sharp
cliffs and plunge into the dark pool be-
low. We reach Jackson, and dine at
the new Glen Ellis Hotel. opened to the
public for tho first time this season,
after which We start for the Glen House.
One Of the ministers, anxious TO show
bis horsemansbip, persuades the driver
smuch against his better iudgmenDto
let him handle the ribbons. We were
not upset by Charities driving, though
VIC were terribly "shaken up" and con-
graduated ourselves on our arrival that
our necks were whole. The new driver
seemed greatly eia.ed as he drove along
his tour-in-hand, cracking his whip. with
bis foot on the break, Feeling as big as
Cufee,n as his wife stated it. The ride
through the Pinkham Notch was On in
spiraLion, eniiyeued as IL was by wit,
anecdote and story, and occasional bold
views that broke through the leafy arch
which oyerhung this wooded road.
Many a mountain llOwer, aud the wild
clematls in great proiusion met our eyes
on tne banks Of the streams and by the
highway.
The beautiful Glen Ellis Falls are on
this route but'a few rods from The high
way, where, after descending rural
path, over many q cliff and dil'pidated
stairway, we reach the base OF tho fall,
and look up and behold this white ioamy
torrent leaping as it were from the very
heavens above, broadening and growing
more ethereal Us il dScends and spread
ing out into grand blossom of silver
spray ere it reaches The bottom OF lis
eighty-leet plunge, in tue dark-green
waters below. The full swelling waters
of the Ellis river produce this waterfall,
and unlike many OF the cascades about
the mountains that are made by the melt
ibg shows, and dwindle in the late sum-
mer, this is always luil and white as
sno~-b bank. We did not visit the Crys-
tai Cascade but reserved that delight ior
another day. \ cool and shady stroll
some halt or three lourths oi = mile in
length, leads TO this beautiful cascade,
which fairly contests for the first honors
among ali the White Mountain water
tails. Oar driver, the minister, who is
booked a. the preacher st the Gen the
ensuing Sabbath draws up his reins,
cracks his whip and brings up his four
dashing steeds, nervous and painting on
their pins, to the Glen piazza.
We dismoInt and receive cordial
welcome from mine host Alilliken, who
is host in himself and furthermore
"kn0,Cs h9O 10 keep It hotcl." For eyi-
dence OF this, note the fact that this house
(Which was supposed to have been LETT
out in the cold by the railroads) has been
full all summer while oil the other noun
tain hotels have been comparatively
empty. We have never been able TO see
the attractions OF this place setting aside
the Grs:-clase hotel located here, tor 'ti'
mount aims, mountains, piled on every
side, W ith q speck OF blue above. True
the little green plateau on which the
house is located with the dashing Peabc-
dy river merrily singing before it. is
quite charming for while, bat it soon
seems close and pent up, and pure as is
the air that sweeps through this gorge.
you long for larger breathing-placc.
The trio Of the party who were to re
turn to Fryeburg on the following day
had 10 definite plans or purpose in re-
gard TO ascending the mountain. 1t was
now five o'clock. The last carriages
hs d been gone two ho1rs. 4 special
would take one OF Us to the summit for
twenty-five dollars, or the trio for the
same amount. Ii we rode up we con-
cluded we couldn't 60 to the Centennial,
such was the collapsed condition OF our
purse as a result of the "hard times
We held a council moments were pre-
cious. One suggests "how can We
so quickly earn twenty-five dollars
as by walking up Mount Wash
ington?" IFe raised our voice tor this
pleasant after-:ea walk; for this eight
mile ramble by moonlight and starlight,
though we confess we had apprehensions
for one OF our party, brave old Major,
of sixty-iour winters, whose long flowing
beard might prove more sail than he
could safely carry in White Mountain
gale. We had done the thing before,
again and again, in company with deli
cate ladies; and how we did it this time.
by sunlight. twilight and starlight, We
will tell your readers in q future number
4. T. l..
FBYEBURG, Me. Aug. '76.
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