The Republican journal., 1898-08-04
With Our Nova Scotia Cousins.
Ill.


tive and reminiscent paragraphs may be
i'll order. 1t was not the first visit of the
writer to this section In the days of the
stage coach he had bowled over the
country roads with Harry kilcup holding
the reins, had journeyed leisurely along
by private team or on foot, and on one
occasion had ridden express to carry the
report of a fan from kentville to Windsor
in time to catch the early morning train
for Halifax. Recalling the incident in
conversation with Mayor Rockwell of
hentViile, what was at the time enter
ed into from love of adventure, and to
do good turn for newspaper friend,
seemed to have gained dignity and import
alice with age. The old hotel still stands,
with its massive chimneys to proclaim its
antiquity, and is in striking contrast with
the up-to date Aberdeen. Here is an ac-
count of the ride, as printed at the time:
1t was nearly midnight Wednesday
when the correspondence furnished for
Thursdays issue was completed by the
light Of a single Pickering flame from
tallOw dip" But how to get it through
10 time that was the question. The reg :
ular m il would not reach Halifax until
late Thursday evening and so long de-
lay was not to be tolerated by an enter
prising journal. By midnight the neces-
saly aIrangen ents were made for running
a special express through, and one of your
representatives volunteered to see the
manuscript safely to Windsor. After
vain endeayols to get forty wnksH upon
an uncommonly hard floor with several
others who, like ourselves, were bedless,
the hour liked fO1 starting q a. m. came
around and soon we were on the road in
the darkness of the early morning, pass
ing through chilly fog mists and under
the sckly light of half visible, melan =
choly looking moon. AS the fog rolled
up from the valleys and chung to the
mountain sides the landscape gradually
Appeared to view all tie more beautiful
aftel its vapor bath. Old Blomidon with
a huge FOG Wreath on his head tioated like
an island III a sea of fog, and the Basin of
Miuas WIS completely hidden from sight
Traces OF nocturnal visit from Jack
Frost were visible everyN here, and the
chill penetrating morning all pierced one
to the very bone. Besides, we were
hIeakfastless. not even having fortified
the innel man with a cup of coffee, So
lunied aud SO early was our departure.
Swiftly sped our good nag over a most
execlable road, and ten minutes were yet
to spare when we halted at the Clifton
i mdy lie worth noting here that the
editor 81 t4epapel, The Halifax Reporter,
IL. Which tljs report was written, then
plain Jno. Geo. Boulinot, was recently
kniglted bN the Queen for his valuable
literary wmA. that he lives in Ottawa, is
the Cie'h OF the Canadian House OF Com
mo,s, and has received degrees from
many colleges and universities, and among
them Inns Hopkins University OF Balti-
more.
Whether kentyille retains its love for
horse flesh, not as part OF the daily fare,
bat as d driving and racing animal, we
did not think to enquire; but here is an
extract from an account Of a visit there
more than a thild of century ago
Ii there are two prettier villages in
Nova Scotia than Wolfville and kentville,
we have vet to see them, and for the pres
ent award the palm to their tree shaded
streets and pretty white dwellings en-
powered in foliage. The former place is
noted tor its seat of learning; while the
latter eXcels in producing fast horses,
and Jockeys to rice and drive them. Every
horse, from the one the farmer drives in
his cart to that which dashes through the
streets attached to a racing gig, has a ped
lglee as long as your arm, filled with
names which have won honorable mention
on the English tIrf;and races inpumeIahle
take place here which are never recorded
in Bell 5 Life. Even during our brief STAY
here we lad the leasure OF witnessing a
race between young colt of rather
clumsy build-liGden bareback by a lad
armed with a switch from a neighboling
apple tIee-and mare which had evident
ly seen her best ~acing days. buu Yet man
aged Is come il first to the winning post,
boy S cap on q stake by the roadside.
OF lie town IS it is to- day the following
pen picture is farnisted by Prof. Rich
ards be valleys wind unexpectedly,
and he enclosing banks are abrupt. The
tidal stream Of the Corvallis. twisting
through It's narrow strip OF meadow, is
met here 10y chattering amber brook set
thick with willows. Tie brook washes the
doom yalds, There are unexpected bridges.
ant green shaCe dapples the streets
Every turn gives new and haunting pict-
ure, and one feels as if the place had been
planned IN dream. The air is whole
some, especially kindly to the throat or
weak lungs The streets, MINDLESS though
shady, ale warm in summer; but it is only
step to climb the surrounding bluffs and
come out into the breezes and wide views
of CORVALLIS. The view from Canaan
Heights, several miles back of the town.
is one not to be forgotten. kentvile has
charming social life, many families of
culture having settled in the neighbor-
hood 1t has also an extensive business
as the capital AMI trading centre of the
rich c. unity of Kings. 1t has an excellent
hotel. the Aberdeen, large, comfortable
and modem in equipment; and smaller
hotels, with good accommodations, are
numerous
Of c{o L.,