The Portland daily press., 1894-06-04
AROUND THE CITY YESTERDAY.
A BicycIer Makes the Journey and De-
seribes 1t for the PRESS.

Two Promenades-Lights and Shadows
of the Weather and of the City,
When a stranger comes to Portland on a
visit his host realizes that it is worth while
to take ride about the city because the
spectacle, thus;presented, rivals that of any
other city in the world-beca cause seldom can
be found in one locality such grand and
contrasting outlooks as our two mighty
promontories afford, the one commanding
the ocean, the other commanding the land.
Yesterday was the day for stranger to
discover it. 1t was also the day for our own
people to enjoy it. The time of year and the
kind of weather brought the loveliest
possible aspect 10 the beauty that surrounds
US.
Follow bicycler, who yesterday after
noon made the tour of the city and see
what he saw and feel what he felt as he
bowled smoothly along in the clear cool sun
shine. 1t was delightful thing to ride
around the city yesterday on bicycle. He
could enjoy the journey more than anybody
in a carriage could, because of the exhilera-
ton of the exercise, as well as the beauty OF
the spectacle.
He passed up Congress street and the
scene was animated, compared to the usual
Sunday. The long period of rain and gloom
and the bright sunshine at last has brought
the people out in gay attire.
He turns up Vaughn street and comes out
onto the promenade. There are hundreds
of people in quiet enjoyment of the grand
ure of the view and the beauty of the
picture. 1t is pretty day of lights and
shadows, of blue sky and clouds. The sun
light is different when it falls in patch
here and there on the distant hills and
valleys of foliage. It is brighter, yet softer,
than when there are no clouds. Deer1ng Is
buried in her wealth of elms and forest. She
has stolen name from Portland. She Is
the real forest city. The mountains are
scarcely visible, not because the air is hay,
but because the clouds hang low, great
cumulous clouds, bright and white as the
angels garments and friled in tempting
billowy mountains that make the people on
the promenade long for wings to fly up there
and climb them. Probably the cumulous
clouds have been the real inspiration OF all
the flying machine inventors since Icarus.
The promenade itself was never SO pretty,
never so much like well kept park. The
| turf is smooth and closely clipped, the
paths are well defined and everything is
trim and lovely. There is
BUT ONE DISTURBING ELEMENT.
| 1t is the tall unsightly pole on the edge of
the slope, close to the fir trees. Its braces
of wire cable suggest a.derrick. One cable
runs cross to the electric light post and
| supports it against the strong winds. That
| is the object of the tall pole. But it is as
unsightly as a derrick.
In a few minutes the bicycler is on Com
| mercia1 street and peddling along between
the railroad tracks. There are the usual
Sunday loafers, only more of them, sitting
about on the steps and there are many
parties coming from and going to rowing
and sailing trips
lie turns down Portland Pier. On the
\ right Captain Upton of the yacht Jeanette
and Captain Hiram Hamilton of the scow
Alaska are discussing the disappearance OF
the latter's dory. 1t disappeared last night
1t was good dory and some mean rogue
HAS EVIDENTLY STOLEN IT
and left that old worn out one in its place
Ga ptain Hamilton is spending his time, this
beautiful Sunday, in hunting for his lost
dory.
The wheelman passes on and goes down
by the Gait block towards the Grand Trunl
wharves. A man is lying dead drunk will
his neck on lower step of building. Mel
are walking about the great wharves. Mum
| Der three has nearly been torn down by thi
time, but it takes nearly as long to tear i
| down as to rebuild it. The old wharf ant
shed will not be replaced with new ones til
late in the fall. A young negro lad and
little white girl, with gold rings in her ears
are fishing for founders and are catching
: good many.
There is the usual crowd of loafers abou
the Grand Trunk depot. On Fore street
just before reaching the Portland company
plant job wagon with six young men al
preached at rapid rate. The
POOR JADED HORSE is GALLOPING.
e The driver is beating him with the whiI
The whole party arp the worse for lquol
A'short distance farther on man
staggering on the sidewalk. He too is yer
much the worse for liquor.
l 1t is a long climb up the hill to the easter
e promenade. The bicycler prefers to wal
r and push his wheel on the asphalt sidewall
AS he gets up the glorious view gets bette
| and better. The harbor was never blue
the islands never greener. the white-winge
vessls never prettier. There is big clou
up overhead, but the sunbeams come dow
beyond it and flood the islands with the
glory. InlS eIeCG VI lBut duu ououOW
y prettier on the harbor from Munjoy. tina
i on the country from Bramha1l.
The people in Fort Allen Park (and thel
4 are many of them have a better maste
n piece of natures handiwork to gaze upo
than those on the Weastern promenad
l. There is, too, delicious salt breath in tt
bright cool air.
IS When the Eastern promenade is as we
IS cared for as the Western it will be vast
superior in attractions. Naturally it is S
q The whole place is bigger and better as {
outlook. The whole view is grander, mo
beautiful, more varied. The reading itse
is getting better and better. 1t is a lol
ride from one end OF it to the other aroul
the entire headland. 1t is abroad, splend
boulevard now. All it's needs is go
!. mecadamizing now. From the view of Ca
10 Elizabeth and the water front on one e1
4 to that of Back Cove and East Deering al
=, the White Mountains on the other, NUM-
= affords a landscape spectacle that
tremendous in extent and variety a.
lie beauty.
S, Whoever visited both promenades yestt
ce day must have rejoiced that we have su
a. magnificent outlooks, must have felt tn