The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1892-08-04

move the bell from the COW THAT was pas
tured opposite the hotel l learned that En-
rol was settled over hundred years ago,
, and l should judge that after getting com
fortably settled it had never stirred since.
Friday our party took stages from Enrol to
| Colebrook, on the line of the Maine Central.
Our road lay through Dixville Notch, and
before we reached it | got out and walked
about two miles. There is a chain of hills
crossing the path from Enrol to Colebrook,
and DiNville Notch is the only pass through
which it is possible to build a road. Seem
ingly realizing this, the Almighty has ripped
two hills apart, thus making narrow notch
through which winds an admirable road. AS
L walked through this wild place, and look
ed up at the ragged rocks hundreds Of feet
| high on either side, could not but think if
the Almighty had not furnished government
aid, that the county commissioner could
never have laid out road through there
Coming out through the notch, l heheld
nesting below me, the Din House where
we We're to take dinner. Hurrying on | ar
! rived at the house some time before the
teams, and had an opportunity to get cool and
rested. We found Il nice hotel, and We're
served with most appetzing dinner. Any
one wishing for a nice quiet place, amid
beautiful scenery, where he can rest and
enjoy pure air, cannot do better than 90 to
the Dix House, Dixville Notch. In the af-
| ternoon, after an uneyentf'll drive of ten
/ miles, we arrived at the Monadnock House,
Colebrook. My wife had me dropped at a
| barber shop, where the gentleman in charge
run lawn mower over my face and | made
I my appearance at the hotel, a "thng of
/ beauty and a joy forever, as it We're. Should
YOU ever hear any one say that it does not
thunder and tighten at Colebrook. please
tell him for me and twenty seven others,
that he is an unmitgated liar Coehrooll
, is the factory where thunder storms are
made, and we were treated to one of the
best they make, the night we We're there,
AS certain scenes took place in my room
that night, on which do not care to dwell,
| shall not undertake description of that
storm.
Friday morning at five o'clock found us
trying to dress while vet asleep. and an hour
ldttI III llle cars, WnlfllHg along toward INe
White Mountains. 1t was lovely morning,
not too hot. and the ride down the mountain
road, where for five miles the grade is 116
feet to the mile, was delightful Arriving
at Portland about noon, We all sat down to
dinner at the Union Depot. at one table,
President Dunbar of the Association at the
! head and DR.. Lapham at the foot Before
rising President Dunbar. in a few we'll
chosen words, thanked DR.. Lapham for the
Very efficient way in which he had conduct
ed the excursion every little detail being
perfectly carried out and III behalf Of the
members of the party presented him with a
little Remembrance, contributed by those
present. The DR.. feelngly responded. and
the party separated, each taking his own way
home, but not, however, before We had one
and all received a pressing invitation from
Mr.. and Mrs. Adams t. spend Sunday with
them at their home in Detring. business
and other engagements prevented the ac
cepting of their unbounded hospitality, and
with hand sllakes and farewells we took the
cars again, and at seven o'clock was at home
ladling out baked yellow-eved beans to my
family. OUR GEORGE