The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1898-09-01

would be lovely all the way from Frid-
ley to Keystone. -Buta1o Standard.
WAY DOWN in MAINE.
Miss Huse Has Written an Interesting Let
ter to Her Pupils.
LIBERTY, Me-, Aug. 20, 1898.
My Dear School, Children: 1 f.
Would you like to know something
OF this dear old Maine farm where
your teacher and her sister are visit
ing? Let me tell you first how we-sgot
here.
Get your biographies and turn to
the map of Maine. Look along the
southern coast and you will find the
towns of Bath and Belfast, and if the
counties are given you may see the
name Liberty, the very village in
which this farm is situated, only six
teen miles from Belfast. =
Now shut your eyes and picture Bath
as big town on the banks of a
beautiful river called the Kennebec.
There are trains through from Boston
every day and these trains have the
funniest way of getting across the
river from Bath to a little town called
Woolwich. There is no bridge SO a
big ferry-boat with two lines of rail-
road track comes to the shore and the
cars run right on to this. Then the
boat whistles and steams away with it's
load to the opposite shore.
We went up into the pilot-house
where we could see all up and down
the river; see the pretty town of Bath
with ships anchored all along the
shore. Among them was a 'stramp''
steamer such as you have heard your
papas read about as ''tramping'' up
and down the coast, Watching out for
Spanish vessels during our recent war.
(And, by-the-way, are we not glad
that the war is over, and will we not
rejoice when our own soldier-bovs
come marching home" again?) IL
When the boat reached WoolWich,
we got on board the train which took
US to Wiscasset, a very pretty town on
the Cheepscot river and there we
boarded the cunningest little train YOU
ever saw. I-
1t is what they call narrow guage
railway and there was a tiny engine
with two little bits of cars, one for
baggage and one where the people sat
in little willow seats just large enough
to hold one person each. It looked
much like the toy trains with which
you play, but it steamed away with us
as bravely as could be, sending out
proud, shrill whistle to tell of our ap-
proach whenever we neared any of the
pretty little villages along the way.
In about two hours we came to Palermo
where we left the cars to drive by
stage to Liberty twelve miles distant,
A man was at the station with a buggy
to take us to Palermo post Office one
mile away where he said we would find
the stage. SIS them grips yourn?'' he
asked upon seeing our satchels, and
when we told him ''yes'' he piled us
all in together, mail-bags, ''grips,"
and people, and away we started.
At the post Office we waited for the
stage which soon drove up, a two
seated, open buggy drawn by a fine
''pacer" and in company with more
mail-bags and parcels to be delivered
by the way, we again drove on. I
would like to tell you all about that
long drive past so many lovely hillside
farms with orchards where our driver
would stop and gather apples with
which to treat us; of the beautiful,
great lake, called Georges pond along
the shores of which are pretty cot
tages and shady picnic grounds but it
would take too much time and space
by far. " -. III
It was dusk when we drove through
the village and up the winding road
way tO Jhls place, the most beautiful of
all. And I wish you might be here
this morning with Percy, Dot and
myself, to look down upon the village
with its white church-spire showing
through the trees almost beneath our
feet and away across the valleys to the.
Camden mountains blue in the dis
lance. We would climb old ssHav-
stack from whose summit we can see
Belfast Bay and at the foot of which
stands the selfsame building where
long ago my sisters went to school.
We would go out to the rabbit-pasture
and see the pretty tbabbetts,' (, we.
would go down through the orchards
to the mill-pond where the gray geese
are swimming and we see the MANY
lovely falls in the babbling brook.
whose music luls us to sleep each