Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1882-10-03
BA1f1MoRE. September 10 Iss9.

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.BALT1MoRE, September 10, 1889.
''Feel my noses 4-eA
eyes, sirS"
..Is it cold y,'
'.Aa a dogs sa
Cali right, come out in the orchard ~.
And the Eastern Shore farmer will talk buss
mess to you as he loans against tree and let's
the chill shake down the peaches.
You enter his hospitable mansion, and boz
tore dinner he passes yon in his roomy parlor
the genuine bowl, and perhaps some. whiskey
to worry it down with. In his pantry. side
by side, ara two Wellsflled barrels-one Of
-four, one of quinine. And yet, despite the
chills, the Eastern shore Of Maryland is the
fairest and most God>favored land the vriter
has ever visited.
thought my own homo Valley was the
richest and best spot on earth, and next to
that came the Connecticut Valley, with i.s
beautiful garden farms, bat have Just spent
q month down In Kent and Queen Anne's
counties, and they, to use the language of the
day, "remoye the dilapidated linen from tho
shrubbery."
A drive through Kent is TO roll along rss
pidly over roads innocent of stones, ruts, or
rough places, past clean, tidy, neat, artistic
country homes. by field after field of wells
hedge fences that frame the picture in an
evergreen frame. A wide lane bordered by
well.tfimmed hedge leads to the house:
back of the house You let down your buggy
top, and driving into a peach orchard of from
80 to 100 acres, eat the best fruit from tho
top of the tree.
Down back of the orchard the land slopes
gently down to the banks of tho beautiful
Chester river, whore oysters, soft and hard
crabs, and delicious fish are to be had by drop.
ping q line over-the marshy acres; lone~
legged pelicans float lazily by, aud later on
the canvass back duck, the red head and the
reed birds are plenty and easy, to get.
tYou tickle the sandy soil of Queen Anne's
ever so gently, and it laughs out loud in a
most abundant crop of Jumbo watermelons
and Baby Elephant canteloups.
1t is the paradise Of carriage makers. The
first thing the baby cries for is q buggy,
il he don't get that he gcts little sulky.-
AS soon as he reaches the age of fourteen he
sets up his team, modest one at first, pro>
crossing, however, by degrees, until finally
having reached the end ho steps from his
buggy TO his bed, and his last words are,
''Let the hesrse be stylish"
| In some parts of Queen Aune's you will
find sand, and they will tell you that the road
from ono town to another is "two miles long
and three miles Deep" They do not exsgge-
rate the depth.
Toll gates are unknown, but at Chesters
town there is atoll bridge. One evening last
summer four tired Irisbmen camo to tho
bridge aud asked tho fare for foot passen gers.
'Ten cents piece" Aftcr consultation they
found that their joint purses only yielded
twenty cents. This would have noDpiussed
any one save one from the Emerald Isle. But
one asked the toll man
Sure and man can carry load on his
back without extra chargeT' . -aat
Certainly" spats
''Thin mount me back, Tim" es--
And the two carried the other two safely
and tareless over the bridge.
Crumptou, at the head OF navigation on the
Chester river, is very delightful place to
spend the summer months. a causewsy o!
oyster shells, shaded by double row of .weep-
log willows, leads from the wharf to the town.
Here we'll kept homes speak volumes for the
thrift and industry of the Orumptonians
| They say people never get tho cbilis In Crnmp-
ton, they import them from other places II
would replenish the town treasury If they
would tax cash chill: . s.< Z ~. - ~.
| Still, with all its attractions, when Orioio
time came we7were glad 10 sail homoWsrds---
/ up by the light houses, by the old historic
fort whore tho Star SpaDgiod Banner still
waves, into Light st. wharf4scented With
peaches and pbosphate-up into the heart Of
Maryland, whore the rush Of business, tho
tramp of hurrying feet and the strange faces
all said Carnival time is here" l ,ii.f
Surely last week our city was more lovely
aud gayer than ever before-dull care end
crosking evil hid their ugly faces. poverty
forgot its rags, penury it's hunger, the bed
ridden laughed from their open windows and
| JOY was supreme. Baltimore street in tho day
was river whose waves were happy people,
and the sky mirrored in their happy faces was
sky of banners. at night the gay lights
and gas.coyered fronts put the day to blush.
From the frat tap of the drum on the morn
ing of the 18th, until the last taper sputtefed
and died in its socket on the night Of the
l4tb, throughout the whole programme the
Oriole of 1882 was grand success A great
many of your readers saw it, and all have
probably read ~ on Il In the daily press.
Enough for me 70 say that for three days
the SQUAD OF the city was laugh, the tread
of her Thousands dance, the heartbeat OF
the city grand swell of joyous, happy music.
| We may confidently look forward 10 the
time when ere we have forgotten the lights of
the Oriole of 1882, while the echo Of it's
music is still with us, We shall once more vel
come Lord Baltimore, and the banner of black
| and gold shall wave over q fair and brilliant
pageant in 1888.
May we all be here to sec.
Yours, ky.
- nAMoST HEst4sKABL. CAss.-Dying- yetliv.ng'