Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1883-07-26
4 VACATION TRIP.


yAA8 Through Kennebee Towns.
MR. EDiroR.-Have you been on YOUR Va
cation yet? If not, follow my advice; take 8
team, tyour own Frefered), as little baggage
as your wife will agree to and start for some.
"nere. Have some definite end to your trip
out an indefinite idea of your route There
In olissful state of uncertainty in starting
out IN the morning, with no idea where night
snail oTertake you; with feeling that you
are very liable to be Obliged to ask for enter
tainment, at some of the many pleasant farm
houses on the road, and that the owners no,
caring to entertain angels unaware will
refuse your proffered offer to dine. take tea
or spend the night with them. thereby cans
ing you to suffer the pang. of hunger n,
push on through the gathering darkness to
the nearest hotel or to call at the mex, house,
only to md all abed. except the dog. For a
"pure, unadulterated, and genuine vacation
trip, take my advice and ..go it blind
Your humble servant had vacation. and
who doesn't, now? the poor as well az the
rich, for II Is getting to be so that one can On
70 the sea shore or the mountains. and cost
but little more than it would u stay az home
Au eA'ra'agaht man at home, can, and prob
aoiy Will be extravagant on his vacation I'm,
II man Is disposed TO make the best of
everything, bent on seeing the bright side of
all there Is to be seen, willing to rough il
little, and to treat everybody he meets cour-
teously, he and his wife, and a child or two
thrown In. can take a weeks vacation. 90
somewhere for change. give the tired brain
ana muscles rest, come home a better man
both physically, morally and mentally, and
with much less expense than he imagined it
could be done. Before he starts let me ad
wise him to do two things be sure and leave
all your cares at home, and don't wear your
best clothes; go determined to be comfortable
and have good time whether rains or shines
But think | mentioned some time ago that
had vacation; such was the fact And
thinking perhaps somebody might take an
interest IN the places we visited, and have
desire to know what we saw will quit Civ
ing advice and tell my little story
We left home Wednesday morning at 9 80
A NJ, (meant to have started at s o'clock
with our baggage (too much of it, strapped
on behind, and check through for Old Orchard
(our objective point. We drove through
two of the prettiest villages in the State. and
getting away from home late, we decided to
make an early stop for dinner with our old
friend Warren Cummings, in Belgrade. Ar
irving at ii o'clock, we found his amable
and always h0spitable wife ready to meet US
at the door. and Mr.. Cummings himself hard
at work in the hay field, bu, not to busy to
give cordial welcome After a bountitul
dinner, such "a Onlv Mrs Cummings can pre-
pare and preside over, we. at 3 o'clock, F. NJ
tore ourselves away from our kind entertain
ers and started for Readfield Corner via.
Belgrade station and over one of the rough
est and crOokedest roads that we ever trav-
eled. The worse wish that | could wish
the surveyors and builders of that
road would be, that once every year
(and that upon fastday) they be obliged to
ride over it, and may the good Lord have
pity on them, for l cannot. Spite of the
roads we found ourselves at Readfeld Cor
ner. (to distinguish from Readfeld Staton)
at $50. The last mile of the way was over a
good read, through splendid farming coun
try, and in plain view of Readield Pond
We being at the. northerly end of the pond,
could look down across its whole expanse to
the narr0ws which connect it with Mariana
cook, and which ia crossed by the Maine
Central railroad. The bridge could be plain
ly seen though miles away, and if it had not
been for the foliage of the trees, we could
probably have seen some of the buildings at
Maranacook station. At Readfeld we found
beautiful little village. well located on the
west shore of the pond and best of all. good
hotel, whose proprietor, probably influenced
by the presence Of summer visitors, had got
his prices up in proportion to his expecta-
tiOns; however, he gave us good supper and
we paid his bill without grumble and start
ed in the cool of the evening for Wayne,
over As nice a road as would
ever ask to see. The farmers were
everywhere busy getting in the last load of
hay for the day, finishing the punching up of
the last cut. driving the cows home from pas
ture and carrying in from the barnyards the
froth heaped pail. Others more fortunate in
being earlier. were resting from the labors Of
the day, with their families around them, in
the shade of the porch or overhanging trees.
swinging in hammocks, playing at croquet,
discussing the ''Tewksbury investigation,
and whether they were likely to have good
hay day on the morrow. Seven miles further
finds US at Wayne village, sometimes called
South Wavne to distinguish it from North
Wayne. which is where some of your Angus
ia and Hallow ell capitalists have made invest
ments. As one nears the village he can but
wonder if it is built on the land or water.
and if the former whether there be a pas
sage through between the ponds (Which lie
upon either side) for the traveller who must
still continue on his way towards the now
fast disappearing sun. WAYNE is a very pretty
village. with beautiful sheet of water coming
up close to many of the back doors on either
side of its main street. 1t has nice hotel and
the landlord I've have forgotten his name) is
a gentleman who is above the desire of making
every passer by his victim for when we in
auired the distance to Leeds and the proba-
bilitv of our getting accommodations tor the
night at that place, he very kindly informed
us that there was no hotel there. but that he
had no doubt we could get accommodated,
and recommended us to try at a certain Mrs.
Foss' One conscientious landlord, Allah
be praised May his shadow never grow
less" Leaving Wayne. through the gather
ing twilight, we hurry our tired horse and
after three miles of easy road we call at Mrs.
F,ss'. opposite the depot at Leeds ststion-
tli-ty-six miles from home--who informs us
that her spare bed is engaged to city board
ers who can enjoy most ANYTHING If contented
at Leeds but that we can have the next best
the house affords. Weary and worn with the
heat and travel of the day, we stow ourselves
away in Mrs. Foss' next best, and forget the
cares and trials of this life in 'tired natures
sweet restorer" More to follow A.
nl.Onr readers must remember that they