The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1892-07-29
The NORTHERN TIER.
GLocEsTER.

0lOOCo Cn.
cWhy not Glocester for q summer resort J
A NEWS reporter made yesterday his
first visit to Chepachet, shrine Of Dorrism
and Already of rural delights, and this is
the question that occurred TO him. For
the life OF him he can't answer It.
In the first place. Glocester Is up In the
world. You go to it by balloon or by the
and which ever way you go. you have to
get about 600 feet above the sea level,
and many miles away from the wash OF
the salt tides. The engine climbs up these
green slopes putting aud snorting, ana
galIops down them like play. Ever as
you mount higher along the line, these
open vistas of green valleys with the
stream now narrowed to a mere thread /,
now spread out broad and lakelike just
above each of the quiet manufacturing
villages nesting along the way, and by
aud by in the farther distance the hills
the thoughts fly away to the real
Especially is this noticeable when, after
you have left the station at Oakland, q
slightly baldheaded gentleman with red
mustache bundles You and the mail bag
into q coach humorously styled :" New
port and Tiverton," aud sets off behind
span of grays over those breezy uplands.
Then you thread silent WOODS at times
and again come out on high knolls with
the distant blue of the hills in sight, and
sometimes the deeper blue Of little lakes
nearer at hand, and the smell OF ferns and
evergreens In the air. There is the smell
of new cut hay, too, and one OF the beau
ties Of that is your feeling Of inward salts
faction that you don't have to cut the hay
yourself such internal weather.
For Of course 1t is hot in Glocester. too,
or was yesterday, but with difference.
The air is dry, and there Is apt to be
breeze sporting about the brooks and
lakes. Probably the thermometer would
stand three or four degrees lower than In
PROVIDENCE, and rs Gen. Humidity Is
unknown, the difference in comfort is
greater.
Nobody ever dies in Chepachet. II
resident feels that he has lived long
enough. and is prepared for the hereafter,
he moves.
The roads are simply awful-deep sand,
and plenty of ups and downs. But sum-
mer cutters do not need to be told that
the worst roads lead to the most pleasant
places, all wooded aud full Of blackberry
patches. That's because sandy land Is
poor LAND, and scarcely worth clearing.
Coventry is another beautiful town,
sandy in spots.
In the stage coach days Chepachet used
to be great place. 1t was right on the
main road between PROVIDENCE and the
Northwest. and about days slow
journey for a loaded team. So up and
down the one street were stores and
hotels, aud the evenings and the morn-
ings and the middays were lively with
teamsters at their grog and ladies on
pillions and judges on horseback riding
the circuit very literally. Now the rail-
road passes by on the other side, and every
body is trying to boost it along eight
miles farther But Chepahcet doesn't
care, nor does it bewail the lively times
that went when the railroads mixed
things up so. Chepachet is very much
all right Anybody who doubts this
self.
There is only one fly in the ointment,
one thorn on the rose-Democrats are
pretty thick.