Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1882-08-30
The freema
MONTPELER. VT.
WEDNESDAY, AUG. 30, 1882.
Our Vacation.

recreation. We must close shutters and
door of study, and turn our back upon the
same if we would calm our aching heads
and rest our weary bodies. But we cannot
q, in this Gust and heat, we think, and so
make a proposition to the clouds that II
they will pour forth rain we will take our
dep,rture the coming Tuesday. And in
spite Of the prayers of anxious house.
wives that their clothes might have time
to dry the showers came on Monday ana
we 90 on Tuesday.
Where shall we go9 Well, everybody
must 20 either to the hills and mountains
or to the lakes and seas; and as we live
among the former we must go to the
latter. We take the old familiar rout by
Wells River and Plymouth. where we
always find genial conductors and officials.
One of our p lrty drops few tears for the
hills which, perhaps, she will never see
again. We examine our follow travellers
and find that they, too, are off for vacation.
Some Of them drop out at the summit for
n few days, camping in the woods and
fishing in the lake and climbing the
mountains and we love that quiet retreat
SO much that we envy them their pleasure
and almost wish that our journey was to
end there. At Wells River and Plymouth
we meet crowded trains fastening to the
White mountains and to our own Mem
phremagog lake. At the Pemsyewasset
house they are full of guests from the
cities tarrying here for while, and then
taking coach ride through the Franconia
notch, Here we meet our friend Stowell,
in the new position of superintendent OF
BIC. e. NJ. r. R., which he is filling so
acceptablv After dinner the rapid ex-
press train soon brings us along the shore
of beautiful Winni piseogee, with the fine
grove on the left, owned by the Metho-
dsts, and another on the right owned by
the railroad company, and nice little
steamers at the wharf ready for the pleas
ure seeker. Here on our return Neal
Dow, J. w. Hamilton, Mrs. Foster, Mrs
Malov and others are heraldng the glad
tidings of temperance. And here also,
Mr.. Editor, your wrath would have a
chance to rise against Sunday camp
meetings ~ you looked at the flaming
advertisements Of Sunday excursions to a
camp meeting on the other side of the
lake.
Concord is quiet but beautiful city, and
among the most pleasant homes is the
home of our warm friend PArkhurst. lie
is spending the month of August in a still
more attractive home by the seashore,
Accepting his kind invitation we hurry
away from Concord to share with him his
kind hospitality at Revere Beach. Instead
of u humble cottage we find almost a
mansion in which he and his family are
having IL most delightful vacation. We
ride with him in his carriage for miles
along the beach, visit that most popular
resort for B Bostonans, the Point of PineS,'
listening to the music of Americas most
popular band-Germania. which plays
there every day at night; we dig CLANS,
swing in the hammock watching the
waves of the ocean, and sit on the piazza
by night looking at the beautiful fireworks
in the distance and talking of the dista nj
friends and by-gone days. Charles Park
hurst is one of our richest men. (Now
do not let any tax collector get mad and
accuse him of covering up his gold and
bonds) lie is rich in mind and hear
possessions, and he is generous with these
riches. He has friends because he has Il
heart in which to hold them.
We stand in the Old Colony depot
waiting for the train. Where shall we
go? Looking ut the maps and guide
books of this company which owns abou
five hundred miles of road we could select
more than a score of pleasant summer
resorts. But we are in hurry so we will
choose the best. The South Shore branch
of the OldiColony, bending around Bostor
harbor and passing through Quincy ant
the most delightful villages of Weymouth
and bingham and branch off to Nantaskel
beach, to us the most delightful section OF
this great railroad. We spend week
enjoying the cool sea-breezes, driving
over the fine roads, eating the freshly
caught fish, talking and singing with the
dear friends of the past, and resting il
one of the most delightful homes. Nan
tasket Beach is within an hours ride O
Boston either by steamboat or railroad
and is probably visited by more people
from that city than any other place II
Massachusetts. While many large ant
small hotels are full of visitors for tn,
season thousands come almost every day
returning after the pleasures of the even
ing are over.
But we cannot 80 home without taking
II run to Martha's Vineyard. Three hour
by rail and two by boat and we are land
ing.at the wharf Of Cottage City. Thi
has become real city of summer home
and every time we visit it we declare i
to bethe most pleasant and enjoyable plac
we have ever seen. Both the Methodist,
and B'ptists have large and costly taber
nacles for their camp meetings, thre
societies have churches,and there is build
ing for the summer school of philosopbv
But home and camp meeting ar
sounded 50 loud in my ears that | shu
my eyes to other sights and hasten home
ward. But hardly before know it | &c
one OF them open enough to see st came
aud am horne soon out of tho harbo
again to hotel Pembcrton. Walking it
verandas enjoy sea side tempest tossin.
the boats and sending the water to wher,
stand.
But Nolthlicd camp ground an,
Marshiicld church sound louder than tn
water of the sea and start again. Blu