The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1885-03-04

sat down in the Giving room" Back par
Tor. Rag carpet, Homemade rugs on car
pet. Braided colored rags sewed together
by old lady Pretty patterns fine shading
and wonderfully exact for hand and home
made work Complfmented rugs. Old lady
concluded TO let me stay. Asked me how I
came to North Reading. Told her came
on foot from Salem. Regarded me with
suspicion. Felt she put me down as a GRIM
inal flying from justice. Felt uneasy.
Couldn't explain These people can't see
any reason for travelling on foot when the
railroad is so handy. Their sole idea OF
travel is rapidity. Told her wanted to see
the country. Failed to satisfy.
Supper time. Six P n Red table CLOTH
One white napkin Mine Old lady flung
1t at plate. Air contemptuous. Seemed
to say, "City man, s'poss Can't eat
without his napkinl" Knew then where
was to sit.
Nice homemade bread, apple-pis,. 'apple-
sass" Lima beans, three wood teamsters,
old man, boy and elder SON for supper.
Muslty smell, barn-yard. boots Supper
talk on shoemakirg and tan-bark. Old man
and eldest son talked tan-bark till bedtime.
Retired early. Church bell rang at nine
o'clock. Thought town on fire. Mistake.
Old custom. Slept presumably in tho
''spare bedroom" Large bed. Small
towel. Wash pitcher ditto. Family high
school certificates framed and hung on the
wall. Also, motto Perforated card board.
In worsted, Upward and Onward"
Door wouldn't latch. Creaked all night.
Breakfast at six o'clock in the morning.
Ga fah al in, fha
bark. Heard of Mrs. Peters illness. Con-
sumption. Man at table remarked that sit
was a bad thing to have" Mrs. Peters was
Fitch before marriage Husband lost his
situation. Boston store. Was gone week
on vacation. Came back. Was told he
wasn't wanted. No reason. Sad all round.
Started for Lexington, fifteen miles dis
tant. Passed through town of North Read
ing and Woburn. Never heard of them be-
fore. Busting, thriving places Kind
young man, with slow horse, hurrying to
catch Boston train asked me to ride. Car
ried me TO North Reading. Young man a
Boston clerk hurrying to his store. Footed
it thence to Woburn. Distance five miles.
Met an old soldier travelling same road. G.
A. r. Bullet near the right eye Cut away
tear glands. Pension. Hired out as nurse.
Had been tending fever patient. Good So
ciable fellow Free and easy In Woburn
asked him to 'take something" Few saloon
signs visible. Plotted me to a back door
round a corner. Grocery store. Back
room. Bar. Full of jugs Cart at door
loading with them. Apparently large ex,
port trade. Rum. Old soldier took
whisky. Grocer measured a bar tumbler
full and handed him. Saloons seem con,
traband in Woburn. Cause, temperance
agitation.
Arrived in Lexington at noon. Pretty !
place. Wide streets. Comfortable dwell. |
ings. Films. Quiet Sat on the historic
Lexington green. Small area. Triangular |
In shape. Fenced. One liberty pole. One |
mounted cannon under it One monument |
erected 1900, to the seven of Lexington who |
fell there. A "John Brown" fell at Lexington
also. Seven dwellings on one side of the |
green. Two churches and three dwellings |
IN the other. Wondered if the people liv'
ing in these houses thought of the battle of
Lexington every time they looked out OF
their front windows.
Left Lexington for Concord. Six piles.
Same road the British Travelled. Hill and
laIe. Fine views. Church steeples in every
direction.
Concord Stopped at the old Wright
avern." Built in 1747. Modern fashioned
Without. Antique within. Farley with
andlady to secure lodgings House full.
Only the garrett left. Clean honse. Slim |
are. Supper Bread, medium butter,
yerging on strength. Slabs of pressed corn
,eef One to each guest. Tea, cake. Seats
or ten at table. Estimated first cost OF
are or the board at seventy-five cents
said she was sixty years old. Even
he didn't think she looked over fifty.
Old graveyard opposite tavern. On a
ill. Dropped in Large dwelling house
tands in the burying ground, fronting on
be street. Baek-door yard all graveyard,
Kitchen door opens on rows Of old tomb
tones six feet distant
PRENTICE MULFoRD.