, 1879-08-24
WAUKESHA.

The sprlngs-Excursion to Pnlmyra-DIhsr-
emit Hote1s-1tcms-Good-1s 1sy for Season.
| Sntcia1 Correspondence Of The Tribune
WAUkEsHA. Aug. 21.-Like Rip Van Winkle
| awakening from his long sleep upon the, mount
ain, does one feel on finding, himself in this
! 1oyely village after an absence Of dozen years.
| The 1nn where be aud his cronfes used to gather
! has grown intoa pretentious hotel. He gazes at
| long rows Of elegant loafers leaning back In
their ayly-painted chairs, and sghs for his old
comrades. The stores are all changed, and on
the signs be reads the names Of those who were
mere lads when he went away: ~. ". Sher-
| man, &C. l.. Duulap,'' ~. T. Wardrobe ~
"a. G. Ncke'l.'' There arc scores OF new
buildings that he does not know at all. The
angling streets are just the same, but they are
full of people now. Carriages and long omni-
buses are passing IN quick succession. He ven
lures to address gentleman who is walking
RAPIDLY BY with little brown jug In his hand.
"Strapger, where aro you eoing,' he asks.
s'To Bethesda" is the answer. "Bethes-
da! What is that!" But he follows
on after the throng Of well-dressed people that
on foot, in carriages, and on horseback, Seem all
to be making Tor the same place. STRAINS OF
music are heard, and presently, on the very
place where he used to come sometimes With
dog and gun, and throw himself down under
the shadow of M ancient oak, and drink from 3
refreshing spring that gurg1ed near, fairy
scene bursts uuon his bewildered gaze. A large
park, well shaded with young naples, Is filled
With people, riding, resting, chatting. Seats
and partitions are scattered about and they all
appear to be full. But the crowd is gathered
about structure larger than tue rest, over
which droops the National flag; while near by
is a circular-walled pond, that reflects like
mirror the trees aud the little children playing
about its edges. The clinking OF glasses is q
welcome sound, and it Is to be noticed that
nearly all the people about the place are drink
ing. Two men are busy passing up glasses to
the waiting crowd, and several dozen barrels
stand at one side, evidently as sort Of reserve
force. Has our modern Rip fallen into bad
company2 No,--the liquor that all are quatiing
ia clear as crystal; the glasses that the
people are SO gayly tossing of are
filed With nectar broTed 10 the skies, seasoned
on the hillside. stored in the rocks,-older than
old port, sparkling as champagne. Tred-eyed
invalids grow strong as they drink the delicious
beverage, and young men and maldens drink
TO each others hcalth and happiness in pure
Bethesda Water. 49,.
IT IS TWELVE YEARS
this mouth snce the late Col. Dunbar made
the discovery that changed Waukesha from
quiet, humdrum country town to fashionable
aud TideIy-lznown watering-place. The parttcu-
lars Of that event are as twice-told tales to
those who are at all familiar with the place.
and, during Col. Dnubar's life, be delighted to
celebrate It in special gathering at the park.
Some may tell with lengthening faces OF the
tide OF iniguity that has come In like food,
and few lingering skeptic6 stt1i doubt the
value Of the water; but the hundreds OF strang-
ers here, and the many cures effected, are facts,
and hn nce tn he so considered. That some have