Hopkinsville Kentuckian., 1900-09-11

lPOV. carver, tne nrSt governor Ot
the Ply mouth Colony in the Begin
ming Of the 18th century. Soon we
will be nearing the homes of Long
fellow Emerson. Hawthorne,
Whittier. and The great battleGclds.
where "our fathers stood and fred
the shot heard round The world .
Even here we feel we are almost
on sacred ground, for in Sight
across the Sound, is Cape Cod. and
It was down on the Cape that the
Pilgrim Fathers felled the trees
and made them homes Yes, only
a short run will take us to that ever
memorable rock. "oui national
corner stone, where na Pilgrims
landed from the May i,Ner, on a
cold stormy day in Dce., 1870.
Cottage City is noted nir us school.
the Martha's vibysf. sumner In
stitute, which has lst closed its
25rd annual session. There were
about 500 students from many
states, most of them teachers who
could both rest and study in so
cool tonic air. There were many
fine Lectures, and readings by the
most accomplished artists, and best
of New England talent. DR.. Emer-
son of Boston was'great in his class
lectures on Oratory and Expression,
and made his pupils long for more
of the good and the beautiful in
true art. He is indeed master
mind
Come with me now to the beach,
and well listen to the greatocean' S
roar, as it's waves plunge and
lash the shore, and we will gaze
into the great expanse of waters,
and watch the steamers as they
glide gracefully along the track
less deep. Look at the waves as
they dash against the rocks, filling
the air with flying spray. See the
pretty white winged yachts as they
sail Ger the dancing waves. How
delightful As we behold this grand
scene, of which the eye never
wearies, we want to exclaim with
Byron, "Roll on thou deep and
dark blue ocean roll! Ten thous and
fleets sweep over thee in vain" AS
still we gaze on the"mightly deep, I"
and our souls reach out further and
further Ger the great expanse, it is
then we say-"Thou glorious mir
ror, where the. Almightys form
glosses itself in tempests; in all
time, calm or convulsed, in breeze,
or gale, or storm icing the pole, or
in the torrid cline, dark heaving:
boundless, endless and sublime
the image of Eternity-the throne
of the Invisible, " Glorious, glorious
ocean! how we love thee! to be liv
ing is sublimeI
Come with me again, and we will
board the steamer at Highland
Wharf, for Gay Head, an excursion
leaving for that point every Satur-
day. Bring along your overcoats
and wraps, for you will get very
cold if you do not. 1t is sail of
twenty miles or more around Bthe
island to the southern coast, where
lies hamlet settled by Indians. |
AS We approach the town, in the
distance looms up the beautiful
many colored cliffs. There are
said to be over twenty kinds of
clay composing the cliffs and it is
a remarkable sight to travellers,
who gather specimens and take
home with them. The Indians are
an interesting people, as they meet
US at the wharf, in their odd look
ing oxcarts. You may prepare
yourself for jolly ride in the OK
cart to the lighthouse on the top of
the cliffs. This lighthouse, the
lamp of which is 173 it,, above
water, is said to be the finest Eone
on the Atlantic coast. After
short stay we sail home, feeling
that he have had fine day at sea.
When you want to keep cool and
grow strong, come to Cottage City
and spend a while in the ocean.
This is not "a land of the sky, mot
land of the midnight Sun" but
land where the waters are always