The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1892-07-28

DUR GEORGE GOES TO THE RANGELEYS.

Between Phillips and Rangeley is great
numbering district. There is camp at one
station called Reddngton Mills, entirely
composed of lrmbermen. | should think
there were twenty houses, some of them
large boarding houses. There is large
steam mill in operation, and the way it is
chewing up the lumber Will have "A tendency
to clear some farms in the near future. The
lumber is either spruce or hemlock, very lit
tie pine being visible Before we reached
Rangeley the cars pulled up, and woman
jumped aboard When first caught sight of
her, she looked like a cross between
mans Fighter and the Salvation Army She
was dressed in dark blue blouse. with her
dress looped W to the top of a heavy pair of
boots On her head was mans helmet hat,
which fitted her ''too much In one hand
was fly rod and in the other she had a
pole on which were strung about 40 as hand
some trout as one would care to see the re-
suit of half days fishing She was look
ing for DIR. Iaplam, and on finding him. i'll
troduced herself as Miss Connie" Crosby.
of Pennington, and informed him that the
nStl W ere lti our bItdkldSl l4dttl On w lltli
we came to know her. we found Miss Crosby
a most genial and pleasant lady, an ardent
fly fisherman and sportsman from way
back. Of this catch. she had taken three
pairs, with 4 IL OF. rod. She lays claim to
the champion fly catch on record, "a trout i'll
IS minutes. Strictly speaking, | cannot say
that there We're ''no flies on her, for they
We're wound about her cap, and I'll venture
the assertion that the fellow who puts his
arm around her, will get fish hook stuck in
his finger Miss Crosby knows everybody
about Rangeley-all the guides, all the
hotels, and all the ''regulars,' who come
there; and we We're under many obligations
to her for favors received at her hands,
Miss Crosby's nom de plume is Fly Rod.
over which name she furnishes sporting
news to the Phillips Phonograph. She takes
great pride in exhibiting beautiful gold
watch, gift from her friends, on the case of
which is engraved a trout, just as he has
swallowed fly. His countenance would
lead one to believe that he had swallowed
brrmbebee. She also has hundred dollar
fishing kit, including Wheeler (of Farm
ington) II OF. rod, a fine reel and book
of flies. When Miss Crosby was in repose,
and not sllirnishing for trout, she resembed
any other lady, but when she gets on her
pennyroyal war paint to keep off the mosqui-
toes and her fishing rig, feel obliged to
assert that she is daisy from way up the
creek.
We arrived at Rangeley i'll season for a
late tea. Our headquarters We're at the
Lake House, and Landlord Marble provided
us with meal that went right to the spot
and settled up all outstanding Indebtedness
due our stomachs. Fried trout and field
Strawberries don't have to ,lot1 their hats to
anything else bill of fare, and We had
them to our hearts content. Rangeley is IA
small! numbering town at the head of the
lake. | shall not forget this little village
for some time not till the new skin grows
on my shins. This is the way it happened.
After tea my better seven-eghths suggested
that we take a little walk. 1t was tritie
dark, and ] was not acquainted with the pit
falls and snares that beset the stranger We
We're proceeding town IA street at a rather
brisk pace, when suddenly my sllns came
in contact with something, and into the
darkness Went, turning triple somer-
sault, thus beating ali previous records by
turn. | landed all over myself in no
particular place or township. When my
wife feels very badly, or is greatly depress-
ed, she always laughs. and she must have
had great SORROW come over her about the
moment | was making my revolutions. She
did not tell me what her trouble was, hut |
am satisfied it must have been something
terrible. Investigation proved that | had
collided with a cart pole that was run out
into the street. If it had been waiting for
me it has accomplished its purpose. Every
time see a cart tongue for The next sixty
years my shins viii ache and | shall think
of Rangeley.
Tuesday morning We took small steamer
at kangeey and Went to the foot of the lake.
where carry of IA mile and IA half brought
Us to a hotel with the bob-tailed name of
Moose ookmeguntic House. Twomiles down
the lake from Rangeley is an island con-
tanning about twenty-five acres This be-
longs to Frederick S. Dickson, of Philadel-
pllld anu btlHS Il wealthy man, anu there
tore able to do as he likes, he courageouslv
named it Manescootuk Island which means
trout place. On the highest part of the is
land, a few minutes walk from the landing,
he has built him house which is unique in
design. pretty to the eye, comfortable for
the occupants and extensively furnished I
think this covers the whole ground. Through
personal acquaintance of Miss Crosby, we
were invited to call and We're met at the
landing by Mr.. Dickson and his wife and
shown over the establishment. Entering the
house we found ourselves in large square
room whose ceiling was the roof of the
house, which was two stories high A flight
of winding stairs led the way to the upper
room Below, all the rooms opened from this
main room which contained huge tirepIace
and was furnished as only room can be
when the owner has only to crafty his taste
Suspended from the ceiling about one third
the way down were two wild swans shot by
Mr. Dickson and friend and mounted lust
as they appeared when shot. They were
huge birds and as they swing, moved by the
air it seemed as if they must be alive. AS our