The Republican journal., 1895-10-10
The Beauties of Penobscot Bay,

The Beauties of PenObscot Bay,
AS SEEN BY ALADY NEWSPAPER REPORT
Err.
Mrs. Della L. Perkins, a member of the
eportorial staff of the East Boston Argus
Advocate, spent few weeks this summer
at Saturday Cove, Northport, and gave
her impressions of the scenery and en-
jOyments Of the place in her paper, as
follows:
NoRTHPoRT, Me-, Sept. lS95.-Many
of our readers will recognize the pen pic
lures here depicted by vacations"
whose summer has been spent very en-
joyably on the shores of Penobscot Bay
and amid its exhilerating breezes. Upon
going aboard one of the commodious
steamers Of the Boston and Bangor line,
leaving Boston at P. NJ, person is
afforded ample opportunity to study
human nature in various aspects. All is
hustle and activity, and the passengers
are Of all stages ia life: Here one sees
the factory girl going home to recuperate
after a years toll in some dusty mill;
while ON the port side is to be seen a
young man with his little family going to
visit the old homestead in Maine, and
AAoy nap SCC ldtAS1 duu luOtlC1 QuCc IlOIt.
Then the tourists, to some of whom the
trip is no novelty, while others, after get
ting settled to their satisfaction appar-
emily, begin to wonder how they will like
their new venture down east. Much in
terest is shown as the boat, casting off
her lines, steams slowly down the harbor
steering clear eff the numerous crafts
with white sails spread sklmming the
blue waves while others ride gracefully at
anchor. Then passing the various islands
and when at sunset Boston light grows
dim in the distance, and Cape Ann light
and arther on the twin lights OF Thatcher
island send their cleaning rays across the
sea, sable night draws her curtain over
the vast and mighty deep. The next
morning. should the weather he propi-
tious, the early riser is well repaid by the
magnificent view of the sunrise over the
distant bays and islands. Monhegan,
White Head and Owls Head lighthouses,
in picturesque beauty, greet the eye as
the steamer plows her way up the bay 20
the first landing, Rockland, connecting
with Bar Harbor, Mount Desert and Isles
boro. Leaving here, the beautiful land
scape holds the attention and Rockport,
famous for its lime quarries, next comes
to view. Camden, noted for its ship build
ing, is the next stopping place. Side by
side on the wharf is seen the numbering
old coach OF vehicle from ''away back'' 4
and the natty turnout of some city swell. |
Proceeding toward our destination we see
the majestic Camden mountains rising, as
it were, from the very waters edge and
looking frowningly down upon the pleas
ant summer resort. The two largest are
Megunticook and Meduncook, deriving
their names, according to an Indian leg
end, from two chiefs who built their fires
preparatory to getting supper. The first
chief, whose supper was cooked, is report |
ed to have said ''Me- dun COOKE while /
the other, as the pot began to boil, ex-
claimed, . Me gun to- cook. Hence
these very appropriate names of the two
mountains. On the farther side of these |
picturesque mountains is the s'turnpike,' /
most delightful drive of eleven miles, the |
mountains rising almost perpendicularly /
from the road, skirted by mirror-like I
lake. No vacation is deemed complete |
without a ride, either on buckboa or
hayrack, around this famous spot. Con-
tinuing along the shore may be seen the |
elegant and imposing baronial castle of the /
late Mr.. }. i. Stearns with its adjacent
grounds. Beyond we come to Lincolnville,
with a driveway close to the beautiful ;
beach, Attending excellent facilities for
bathing. Having passed Saturday Cove and !
Temple Heights we dsembark at North
port. Here pretty picture greets us as
we wend our way up the wharf. Tiny cot
tages, elegant villas and a commodious
hotel help to make attractive what is
known IS the Methodist camp ground, |
where the yearly meetings are held and /
looked forward to with pleasant anticipa-
lions by the residents Tor miles around. 4
Temple Heights, prettily dotted with
summer houses along the banks of the
shore, is the home of the Spiritualists
yearly camp meeting. Back of the
Heights is Mount Percival the summit Of
which is gained by circutous route. =
commanding one OF the grandest views /.
imaginable; while from the mainland can
be seen lslesboro, Castine, Blue Hill. |
Belfast and away in the distance Mount
Desert, with the numberless islands YER
dure clad likened by foreign tourists TO
the far famed Bay Of Naples While at
the top of the mountain we must now
turn our attention to Saturday Cove. a
small village nesting amid the green
hills. Many visitors from western cities
seek this lovely spot for its quiet repose
and healthy atmosphere and complete
restfulness. One is never at loss for
recreation uere nSn Qlnner OF clam |
bake on the shore is always enticing; then
there are blackboard rides, with bugler
waking the echoes among the hills; fishing,
rowing and sailing, forming delightful
aquatic sports, and last but not least a
ride to the BURBERRY hills in rack, we'll
filled with hay, and an appetizing lunch
con, which is always provided, gives rare
amusement. Among the beautiful sights
is the bay studded with white winged |
yachts, steam launches, row boats, lumber
and ice laden vessels going to and fro
But the acme of content is a hammock |
swung on the shady side of the veranda |
with a fine view Of the bay and an inter-
esting book of light literature, as solid
reading is tabooed in this sylvan retreat.
Many will be the pleasant memories car
ried by those VINO HE themselves home |
ward during the coming month to take
up the cares and vicissitudes of every day |
life, yet anticipating repetition of the !,
many pleasures for another summer time |
A Mighty Mean Man.
The meanest man in the world is said to |
he in Pennsylvania Ho cold hie con =,