News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1890-08-14
AMONG VERMONT'S HILLS.


FIELD-PEN PICTURE OF DRIVE FRO
NEWPORT TO MANsFIELD-TOURIsT
THOUSANDS OF FEET ABOVE LEvE
OF THE SEA.
Correspondence of the Boston Globe.l
STOWE, VI, Aug. 3, 1890.
Had you but lived, as | have lived, anon
the moss and boulders,
With Camel's Hump and Mansfield towerin
up above the shoulders
Of other fair sized mountain peaks,
You, too, would have planned to tax
driving trip through the beautiful
hill country of northern Vermont an
visit Mt. Mansfield
The writer's plan materialized on
morning early in July as mater FAM
las and "we" left the Boston an,
Maine railroad at Newport and too
to the old Burlington stageroad, no
must we neglect to mention the thir.
aud essential member of our party
Maggie, the pretty bay filly wht
fleetly contributed her share to tn
success of the trip.
Two miles out from Newport LAX
Memphremagog sinks out of sight
and only mountains and hills gree
our vision Although near the mid
die of July, the country wore the as
pect of June, owing to the unusually
backward spring. Ten miles from
Newport e.struck the Missisquoi riv
er at
TROY, A PRETTY VILLAGE,
the home of State Senator C. p. Stew.
ems, an eXtensivelu lumber manufacture
er well known in Boston commercial
circles, whose elegant residence adorns
the village.
Making a detour of five miles to the
north down the Missisquoi river, we
pass Phelps Falls and reach McCon-
nels Falls, where the river is very
broad and passes over a rocky bed &c
feet high. At the right the rock rises
to a perpendicular height of over 1OO
feet, on the top of which picnics are
frequently held. At the left the bank
resembles the palisades of the Hudson
on smaller scale. Returning to the
main road again, we follow the Mis-
sisquOi to it's source in Eden, passing
through the village of Westfeld.
For few miles the road skirts
along the edges of North and South
ponds, which we were told contained
an abundance of muscalonge, pike
and other lake fish, through the busy
lumber manufacturing village of Eden
Mills.
On through North Hyde Park to
Hyde Park,
A STIRRING TOWN,
whose intellectual interests are stim-
ulated by one of the brightest week
| lies in Vermont, the News AND CITI-
zen, ably edited by l.. HI. Lewis,
whose brother-in-law, C. S. Page, is
| the GOvernor-elect of Vermont. Mr.
| Page also enjoys the distinction o1
being the largest dealer in calf skins
in the world, the industry furnishing
employment for thousands of men
| then through Cady's Falls, a manu-
featuring town on the Lamoille river
/ So far the day had been aDsolutel'
| perfect, but at Cady's Falls it IDeo-sl
to thunder. Three miles from thi,
! village we reached the
MALVERN STOCK FARM,
and not understanding the meteorol-
ogy of the region fortunately yielded
to Maggie's appealing glances and
pathetic whinnies and sought shelter.
After few minutes the hail changed
to rain, and in an hour and a half the
storm subsided so we could resume
our journey. The Malvern stock farm
is owned and occupied by C. R. Page.
The fine house and barns are but fit
ting accompaniments to some of the
best bred horses in the State. A few
short-horn cattle are kept, but mainly
Hambletonian and Lambert horses.
In the absence of Mr.. Page, through
the courtesy of Mr.. Drown we were
shown the animals. The barns are
built in a quadrangle, each stallionis
loose in q compartment about 1OXl2
feet square, containing feed racks and
drinking tank. The keeper opened
the doors and calling them by name
they came to him, and as he said
'sstand back, :" turn round" "here
now," etc, each would turn about to
exhibit his good points. The most
nificent black Tattersall by Rysdik.
Tonicwoodis perhaps themost rangy
animal in the stud. Last year he
took the first money as 3-year- old
at Rutland. Ben Addison, sired by
Rare Ben, is a yearling of great
promise.
WARDS LAMBERT,
sired by Daniel Lambert, leads in the
Lambert department. Mr.. Drown, in
explaining this wonderful dOcility,
said they were petted and handled
from the time theyw "a hours old
and received only kindness.
The remaining seven miles to Stowe
was strewn with the debris of this
storm, and though gangs of men were
clearing the road we were obliged to
take to the bitches more or less. Had
it not been for the mountains
THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN CYCLONE
as it was it was the worst storm II
northern Vermont since 81, the
thunder and lightning, with occas
ional showers, continuing through
the night Throughout the Al miles
FROM NEWPORT TO STOWE
the country is scenographically per
feet. As far as the eve can reacl
there are the picturesque restfu
mountains, the
PLEASANT FERTILE VALLEYS,
diversified by river, rill and lake, anC
everywhere visible signs of peace ant
prosperity. The one great defclenc,
of this country was the
SCARCITY OF GUIDE BOARDS;
the frequently diverging roads, som
distance from u dwelling, left us t.
follow our aboriginal instincts, o
calculate the probable from th
mountain. Fortunately we did no
miss once. Stowe is prosy, sui
stantial old-fashioned village of 60
inha bitants that has been a note
summer resort since the building {
:, the mammoth Mt Mansfield Hous
! by E. c. Bailey of Boston, until tn
J house was burned last fall, and is no
: yet rebuilt.
Mrs. Anna C. Bracket, principal {
i the girls in Brooklyn, and a writer {
} some note, and the Tabor family {
New York have bought and fitted Il
fine estates lust out of town, an