Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1897-07-31

comes the strange incredible part of the
story. With grateful hearts we offered
each of those dear sisters-a shilling-it
was refused! our first experience of the
kind since treading British soil ''rhink
of US kindly they both said .''tis all we
ask. and indeed we always shall. for we
owed them much.
A great deal of the fascination of trav-
el consists in giving way to the days
fancy. making plans and changing them
~ VIII. We felt for one brief instant that
three days would give us such 4 fleetine
glimpse of lake and mountain in north
ern England, that it would be wiser far
70 wait until some future hoped for visit
but when our train reached Birmingham
We cast wisdom to the winds and saying
a half lake is better than no lake. .
sped on through more rugged phase of
English country than we had yet seen.
We shall not soon forget Queen Winder-
mere, her placid waters stretching far
before US, with taickly wooded shores,
the near green hills and distant noun
tains rising peak on peak, brown, purple.
gray with soft-cloud shadows. Fair
Bowness with its shady walks and quaint
old houses, allured US. and We waited
over night before continuing our sail to
Ambleside. We climbed steep hills, ana
fairly held our breath for fear Il word or
sigh might weight too heavily a passing
cloud and give us rain the thing we
dreaded most spelling views: but fate
was kind. and on our drive by coach to
NtsNich gave Us titdT STYLUS Oh okluudN
and Helveliyn. Occasionally shower
for several minutes would send US denser
clouds of mists rising from the valleys
then the sun would break out gloriously'
on Wordsworths stony seat and tiny
dove-cote. We saw them all--calm Rydal
waters Grassmere. and the quiet resting
places of England's famous poets.
The charm of keswick overlooking Der
went waters tempted us to stay, but
Glasgow must be reached, to meet our
so six O;rInrE fa1lDA nj tel
and in our railway carriage, bags slowed,
umbrellas stacked. and We in blSsful un-
consciousness of what awaited us. We
have heard of old that "all roads lead
to Rome" we think the modern reading
must be "all roads lead to Glasgow" We
started from London by the Northwest
ern. when requested to show our tick
cts al Carlisle we We're told we Were on
| the Southwestern" train and therefore
wrong. In vain we pleaded does not this
train start from the same station? Ky
going now we'll reach our destination III
$50 Z. NJ, instead of r." but all to no pur-
pose. why madam there are seven OF
eight roads from this very station 10
Glasgow, but it is Impossible for me 10
tell you whence yours starts or at what
time" We rose in dismay and for near.
ly three hours made life a burden and
not worth living to those officials w
took the right track, Z. the left: we sour
ried by platforms. we hurried over
bridges, we slid through subways: occa-
sionally we would wave the right hand OF
fellowship to cheer each other on. and all
the time we questioned and feed both
great and small" You see ma am
one kind-hearted porter eried--almost In
t'despair-s'it's Just this way, one time tho
Caledonian road uses the track. and 9th
er times some other road, and you just
can't tell till it's signalled a minute OF
two before she comes in. What should
we do. it was physically impossible foi
us to be in eight places at once. and We
| had decided to abandon the chase. wher
| one guard. whom we had ilied with cop
| pers at intervals for two hours. came Il
| the rescue. decisively set his lantern or
lr4he ground, and indicating a new spot
said with conviction. she starts from
| here" 1t was then 9.10-at midnight We
! reached Glasgow, and waiting friends. Il
| find that our box ca new basket trunk
with all its precious belongings hal gone
| -"Centrall
| MRS. HERMANN KOTZSCHMAR