Morning journal and courier., 1892-03-11
A PHYSICIANS VACATION.
Itinerary of a Journey From New Haven to Quebec.
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Haven to Quebec.
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 April 21, 1891. Slept till daylight lying across two seats. Found, too late, that there was sleeper" on this train. Got up while two-thirds asleep and looked out. A dismal, flat blackened stumps of trees, with under brush and snow beneath. It is the remains of the big forest fire of a year or two ago. It covered all of Canada that I saw from ''the states" to the St. Lawrence. Reached Island Point, Vt., at 5 8. m. Ordered breakfast at hotel, but could only drink a cup of coffee. Baggage examined by cus- tom house officers. Nothing of mine con- fscated. Very uneventful ride from part of the White mountains, and q think) Mount Washington. The country very wild, woody and mountainous. It was near Gorham, N. H., that Mount Washing ton was pointed out to me. Spirits rose little about this time, and I enjoyed the rest of the trip to Portland. arriving about 12 m.
 Since leaving Richmond have had the most eminently respectable conductor I have ever met Cannot stoop to famil- iarity with passengers. Has white chin
 
 seems very proud. He condescended to tell me that he thought my ticket to Bos- ton would be good on the Boston steamer. Therefore left the train at Portland and hunted up the Boston and Portland boat, "Forest City" Small, side-wheeler, like those which ply the sound, only smaller. Captain very clever. Allowed part of the price of my ticket to apply ward depot ard found '1hi friendly Irishman with sailor cap Knew everything except how to read. Also knew everybody; "Hello, Bill!' "Wie gates, Pat?" to everyone we meet. He carried my bag to the boat and directed me to good dining place near steamboat landing. It was excellent! more like home dinner than any I have had since leaving Vermont for the north.
 Portland a fine city, very maritime, and | the ocean looked like an old friend. Visit ed big boilershop and the fashionable Irishman again and took him as guide | on my way to see an ocean steamer come in. He knew all about the boats, and the names of most of the incoming i'm migrants! With some difficulty got rid l of Pat, and made up to a stranger who was passing the deck of the ocean steamer. He was acquainted in Portland, and pointed out some Of the points of interest upon and about the peninsula on which the town is built. Having my glass the stranger ! suggested that we watch some ospreys, or sea-eagles, getting their suppers. The big birds would dive down thro' the air from | great height, and reaching the surface of the water, would turn shasp angle, and at the apex of the angle bring up fish almost every time. Sometimes they would dive into the water for their prey, rarely failing to catch.
 Visited the shipyard and saw tug and a small steam yacht being built. A friend explained how the rudder works on the | latter. Boarded the Forest City" again, which soon cast off, On board met MT. Hopkins, who is acquainted in New Haven. Is by profession Bohemian glassblower. :" Pleasant to meet anyone from New Haven. Talked and told stories till midnight, sit l ting on deck. The moonlight was lovely and gave our conversation a poetic tinge. At 12 m. turned in and slept Hike top" FINIs.]