The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1882-08-11
There under that old group of forest

There under that old group of forest
monarchs, our honored pioneers, very
few only of whom are lingering now,
were accustomed to gather on festive
occasions. There, stretched upon the
grass, gazing dreamily up into their
leafy canopies for hours our boys haye
loved to lie and talk, as boys do. of the
Indians and the early settlers. By
those near which the platform stands
our orators have GRATED year by year.
There is the tree to which we tackled
President Lincoln's cheering telegram
on the day of the battle of Gettysburg.
There the group under which our boys
were "lunched' by our ladies as the
gallant fellows went to the war in those
stirring days of peril, many of whom,
alas, lie now In Southern soil, and never
saw the old spark" again. And there
is the group under which by moonlight
and starlight our lads and maidens
many years ago-they are grown men
and women nowhere accustomed to
whisper the old, old story Dear old
park we are sorry to see you look so
sorry" noWl but you have the old
trees, and you will have the grass
again, and by-and-by you shall shine as
never before in the ages primeval.
Our visitors will take notice that none
but our native born are permitted to
call it other than zO0ezy now. Then
there is our lake. 1t is not generally
known that Kenosha has a lake of it's
own, six hundred miles long and eighty
broad. Certainly. Why not? Isn'tit
hers as much as any body else's? Let
the Wanted Eastern resorts beat it if
they can. But we are not particular
about the length or the breadth of it.
Go down upon the lake shore at any
hour you please and watch its ceaseless
ebb and flow, its throbbing beat, its
eVer-varying simmer and sheen. List
en- TO its gentle sigh on the calm days as
it kisses the shore, or hear it's roar as
you lie awake nights and cannot sleep
if you would, and honestly own if it
does not fill the soul to it's utmost
capacity. The big pond by Long
Branch and Newport may have more
water, but can do no more for us
Besides there is the fishing so easy of
access, and domestic like. We do our
business, have our ride, drop down
after tea, enjoy the sunset or the music
of the waters, and bring home string
of yellow perch. A friend of ours went
out little from the shore, spent a few
hours on "the darkly deeply beautifully
blue sea-" and returned with sixty-five,
weighing one hundred pounds. The
delights of our yachts and canoes for
which our harbor has quite repuGa-
ton we leave to men of more aquatic
habits and facile pens. But our drives!
For those who do not love the deep we
can furnish many pleasing prone
made on terra .1frm0. There is the
Ridge road and the Lake shore road,
the Durkee park and the Balm farm,
and the Truesdell farm, each of them
deserving an article, the Race course,
and, last but not least, our full dress
social, elegant promenades up and down
our lake shore avenues. If any one
thinks it is putting on airs" to write
of these let them but come and see and
they will appreciate. / had intended
to write further of our pleasant homes
for people of moderate means, our
schools, our manufactures, but our
space is exhausted. The point of all
this is, that to make of our beautiful
little city a popular resort such as it
should be, we need, in addition to our
widely-known Water Cure and Grant
House, some large boarding houses,
with large grounds and rural surround
ings, we'll situated near the lake shore
Visitors coming into the country like
country and country scenery.
Capitalists afflicted with a plethora
of gold and seeking such modes of in
vestment may be advised gratuitously
as to the way of doing this by calling
at this Office.