Connecticut western news., 1893-09-07

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 J. H. Killduff, of Waterbury, visited in town Thursday. .....
 MT and Mrs H. 0. Crandall were here last week and loaded their goods into a car which have been shipped to their present home in Bridgeport.
 Misses Lena and Fannie Potter, of Sharon, were guests here portion of last week.
 Floyd Holsapple, wife and child, of Copake, were guests at Joseph Wick. wires Sunday.
 The H. R. R. House will be repainted inside and other improvements made. Work will be begun upon it at once.
 A number of the boys who camped at the Lakes went into camp at "The Cedars" from Friday afternoon to Sun day night. ........
 A reunion of the Merriman family was held at the residence of Harlow Merriman Sunday at which 40 or more sat down to tea. Relatives from Litch- field, Waterbury, Unionville, in this state, and some from Wisconsin were present.
 Several from here attended the Lii brary Convention" at Norfolk, Satur- day.
 Irving Gillette is convslescing from his recent severe illness and has been able to sit up some. His sister, Lena, is on the sick list at this writing.
 The David M. Hunt Library and School association have issued invita- tions to their third annual reception to be given at the school building Satur- day afternoon and evening.
 Public services will be resumed in the Methodist church next Sunday Sun- day evenidg at 7.30 o'clock. Subject: "Whittier.
 A TOUR TO MOUNT EVERETT.
 Ia the attractiveness of the scenery of Berkshire, which has been so oft re- peated in poetry and prose and which is justly and correctly borne out by tourists who have taken the time and trouble of ascending the lofty hills and mountains, which Nature has so gener- ously favored this section with, the town of Salisbury claims an equal share with her in it's fine drives, lakes and views from the lofty peaks contained within her borders which we witnessed last Thursday. In passing through Salisbury Centre up factory street, after passing the last dwelling, you enter the forest which continues without interrup- tion for nine miles, with the exception of perhaps one fourth of mile as you pass the ruins of once prosperous set tlement and iron works at the very top of Mt Riga; the walls of the dams, fur naces and other buildings pertaining silently tell the story of once thriving business where in it's infancy, we are told, the ore was carried from the Ore Hill mine in leathern pouches on tbe horses backs, and the reason of building and utilizing the water privilege here was because charcoal was so esily ob- tained; which modern men of enterprise engaged in that line of business consid- CT more easily drawn down the mouE- tains than 1t is to haul the ore up the precipitous mountain heights, and have since erected their iron works in more accessible places. The road up the mountain, which is one of three routes, overlooks mighty gorge, through which flows the Wachocastinoo stream which you pause to look upon hundreds of feet below you. Farther on, the roar of the waters is heard, and through the wooded landscape the choppers axe has felled the trees which obstructed the view of one of the prettiest waterfalls imaginable; some thirty feet high and twenty broad. After passing the ruins, you take the road leading northward. The one just passed over we would say, although steep in some places, is one of the hardest and best kept in the town. A signboard directs the tourist to Bald poQk oo kh, few miles farther on is another board pointing out the way to Bear Mountain. Journeying on mile and half farther we reach Mt. Washington, passing Weaver's Hotel; and facing eastward, overlooking wide expanse of country, are two elegant villas occupied in the summer by Messrs Garrett and Cope, two wealthy Philadelphians. A mile or two further on we reach our destination and after accepting of the Inequalities of Landlord Isaac Spur, who has en- tertained thirty or more guests all the season, we begin the ascent of Mt. Everett after ride of sixteen miles. Passing over wood-road one mile up the mountain heights, where no sound IS ever heard save the murmuring of the little rills, we reach Guilder Lake which is dotted over with white lilies. The ascent now is by winding pathway through dense forest. At last an open ing is seen and following a by-bath to a lutting cliff the scene only makes the tourist all the more eager to reach the summit which is two miles from the main road. The view is magnificent and the eye takes in 8 stretch of coun- try to the north and west of thirty miles. Thrifty farms dot the hillsides and valleys in every direction. Many villages and lakes are seen in Connecti- cut, New York and Massachusetts, while Bear, Alander, Monument, Prospect, the Cattskills and lofty mountain ranges greet the eye in every direction. The top of the peak is studded h stunted white pines of 8 growth 6f only three feet. The United States Signal Service has erected a pole on the topmost heights on which are inscribed many @ visitors name. With reluctance we re- trace our steps returning by the road leading to Sage's, which is the steepest, crookedest and toughest highway for one mile we have yet seen; for greater share of the way it is paved with cobble stones, no soil being seen. Reaching the undermountain road the best view worthy of note is had from the rustic bridge over the stream which passes through Sage's Ravine.
 One of the best magazine articles, on the World Fair, that we have seen, ap- raarc in tho Qoptan hor Goon opo1;kan