New-York tribune., 1899-07-23

things is Cape Elizabeth. So somebody who hon
ored the masterful Queen had hand in naming
the crooks and snarls Of nature hereabout Then
by and by the usual thing happened-the Indians
descended and hacked and slew. and threw the
white bodies into a pond at the very edge OF the
sea, and nowadays there's a ghostly reminder or
this sally in the name Of the pretty watery sheet,
Massacre Pond. Then other Britons came and
slew the redskins. and settled again. and here their
descendants dwell. and thank God they are not as
other men (Which I'm some respects is true), and
they air their odd views Of politics when they are
not haying.
They are a rawboned. hardfsted race, shrewd in
small things. You must not expect to find inno-
rusticty among them. They have an eye 10
the main chance, such 1t IS. and their tenacious
grip and twist Of things is born of spirit not
altogether sanctihed The ways of nature are In
;hem.
Scarborough was, so musty legends tell hun
dred years ago an important place. Nowadays you
would never hear of it were It not for the summer
time winsomeness Of its coast parts l. who have
been in most places known TO the geographers. had
never heard of it until the other day, when the
chance Of a coastwise pilgrimage cast me on its
borders and now l find, such is the selfshness Of
summer seeking men, that many estimable beings
in many parts of the country have known the
charms of Scarborough Beach for years. and have
kept the knowledge to themselves lest their select
summer sestas be broken in upon by the outer
world
A punctured tire at dusk compelled the discov-
cry. Dragging my limping wheel TO railway sta
ton two miles from anywhere. l found lank
sitting on a kind Of coach-a barge" he called It,
'Is there any place around here where l can
put up for the night?" said l.
'Waal. guess So" said the long man.
What kind OF a place is t%' asked him.
II guess it's a place you'll like II you want
suthin' good t eat and don't want T. curl y'r
hair" he answered. with quaint drawl
What's that about hair curling?" said l. bit
nettled. thinking he was making game
"Oh, yr can't do that, cause they've got lectric
light. Folks wants their hair curled must go
where there's ker'sne. That's what tell EN-"
'Well. want good supper and good bed, my
friend"
Supper Down t the Kirkwood they don't have
no supper. they dine t this time. an folks round
here thinks it's next t breakin' the Command
ments"
That's the place for me-" said l. electric lights
and late dinner. didn't know 1 so near
civilization"
"Y' amt Y're two miles off. But guess they
can fix yer"
SO l bargained with him to drive me down
Right" said he. but guess I'll have t hustle"
His faculty for guessing" huge. and his
droll drawl and the easy. prolonged upward-down-
ward infection Of his hustle inmitable by
types. His hustling was the most restful activity
/ ever saw. II the Maine Yankee hustles in this
fashion what must his leisure be?
n
ambed easily along struggling road in the fast
gathering dark.
The goodmans lantern punctured small hole
in the night and the barge rumbled through 1t
down the narrow road.
'What do you do II another team comes along
I'm the night? You can't see IT,"
81 lust hoer" drawled the jehu.
but suppose you into the other fellowT'
'Then he hollers"
After two miles came 10 stand OF electric
lights set over a swinging sign in rustic work. In
good old fashion. Three little green sea horses
standing on their tails supported the legend The
Kirkwood Inn" We turned corner and drove
half a mile through woods. where great trees
stood out black and nodding against the yellow
glow of Incandescent lamps and then another
turn and we were in fairyland.
long low building. with arched verandas
stretching all around IT, the arches dotted with
electric lamps like a great string Of sparkling
yellow Jewels and all the windows streaming light,
stood there on high ground above the sea, which
danced In the moonlight. Music from ballroom,
laughter from young promenaders on the long
yerandas were the sounds that greeted our ap-
proach ] went into a snug Office In a broad han.
registered sent wheel TO the hospital, ate a
good meal digested It with a pipe. and went 10
bod tagged out. In the morning l awakened 10
the beauty of the world.
( Straight before my windows lay tho June sea-
blue Gs tho Gtedite:rancans and cool pIee