Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1880-07-13
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A Night on The Ba.ks Of tn. s.sqush.n.a.
Mira. Mosquitoes and Misery.
CAMP COD0RUs-ON- ON-THE-SUsQUEHANNA,
July 10, 1880.
Shaking the dust Of Lancaster from our
feet yesterday, we boarded the 1915 a. m.
train for days sojourn along the Susque-
hanna. alighting at Shocks mills, We were
soon landed in the camp of the Codorus
camping club, consisting Of the followin.
young Lancasterians Messrs. Redmond
Conynsham. Emlen Franklin, John
Dickey, Ed. Atlee, w. H. Snyder, w. NJ.
Connolly and w. B. MessenkOp. About
one hundred yards from where the Sus-
quehanna rolls along in reckless glee, and
near the mouth Of the CodOrus creek, on
the York county side, they have pitched
their tent and since last Tuesday have
been Willing away their time hunting and
fishing and shifting the fragrance Of the
buckwheat flower as it is waited over the
hills by cooling breezes from the abode Of
the defendants of the yellow rose. The
boys have been favored with splendid
weather ever since their arrival, and as
consequence have had q good time. Old
Sol has smiled upon them and their
cOuntenances are fast becoming bronzed
beneath his stern gaze.
The location Of the camp is in u very de-
sirable locality. Plenty Of good spring
water can be found near the tent, and they
are so pleased with camping out that they
intend remaining until next week. Every
evening they pass away the time III sing
ing songs and telling stories before retir-
ing. Yesterday morning party from
York visited the camp and expressed
their surprise in finding everything in
such neat order.
The scenery along the river, especially
on the York county side, is magnificent.
and We have wondered why people persist
in going 50 far away from home for the
purpose of sightseeing when they have
such beautiful views right here in their
own county. About two miles down the
river from the camp are Wildcat Falls,
fully equal, if not superior, to CressOn,
Catawiss:s, Or other well-knOwn Pennsyl-
| vania mountain resorts in point vi grand
eur. The water rs it pOurs down from =:
river bed forms numerous cataracts which
seem to be playing hide and seek with
each other as they ripple over the si.le "f
huge bOulders or shoot i'm and out from
behind jolting rocks. The water, tI', is
clear rs crystal and purer by far than
most water found ut summer resorts.
Bridges span the small canOns and ditli-
cult passes, making the top Of the monn-
tain easily accessible. And the winding
steps remind one Of the numerous rustic
bridges characteristic to that well l-kn"wn
New York resort, Watkins Glen. The
accommodations, however, are not exactly
what they should be, but arc, neverthe-
less. good. And We trust that at some
day not far distant, an elegant building
will take the place of the frame structure
that now answers the purpose of hotel,
dancing hall and general rendezvous for
picnickers. In our estimation such II
building would not be Il bad investment !;
at any rate it would be worth the venture.
About two miles farther down the river
from this point the houses of Marietta are
visible, and down a mile further tin:
smOke-stacks OF the Chiques furnaces
loom into view, while all along the soutl,
side of the river rise high hills almost
perpendicular to the waters edge. Huge
rocks projecting far out impress one will,
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by the seaside watching the waves break
and seeing nothing but one broad cxpl,,>.:
| of salt water.
The fishing around here is good.
Several fine catches of bass and catfisi,
occurring since we have been here.
Last evening VIC enjoyed four-mile
row down the river and returned after sun
down. The river is exceedingly rapid at
this point, and We had no trouble going.
down, but in returning was what brought
ON the tug of war. There were two rapids
through which the boat had to pass, and
after some hard and very cretlitable pull
ing on the part Of some Of the boys we
managed to get through all right. Our
energies were fully repaid by the splen-
did scenery and fun experienced in shoot
ing the rapids while going down.
Gentle reader, have you ever campo d
out? You have? Well, then doubtless
you can sympathize with US. Last night
as we lay down for good nights repose.
and were listening to the ripple Of the
waves as they beat against the rocks.
keeping time to the stately march Of the
earth through space, and casting our eyes
hcavenwardly, meteors and comets, like
some wild, flaming train Of heavens artil-
lery, thundered and famed in long drawn,
quick-succeedins grandeur through the
unknown deep, and as we caught u
glimpse Of the moon, like some fair shep-
herdess coming abroad with her full flock
Of stars that roam about the azure meads
of heaven, we felt q vague, indescribable
awe, but the gymnastics Of Talmasc
could not demonstrate our motions when,
in the midst of that vague, indescribable
awe we hear the hum of q mosquito close
to our ear, and as we bring our dexter hand
to bear ON the point where We are sure he
has alighted, we give an inward chuckle
and slowly raise our hand to find we have