Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1902-09-20
The Caverns Excursion.

pany, ACCOM- lhHleo ny tHe UGH idh 1aiioh
Band-all under the personal oversight
of f. p. McKenna, general passenger
agent.
The train reached Luray an hour late
delay due to unavoidable stoppages.
After dinner the crowd visited the
Caverns and saw all that is visible, but
not one could give satisfactory verbal
description of the views. Indeed, there
are here so many forms of cavernous
crystallization and petrifaction-gro-
tesque, pretty and sublime, that no words
can portray them to the eye, as some
times no speech can paint the beauties OF
musicto the ear. The Caverns must be
explored to be understood.
Shortly after p. III. the Band re-
paired to the Zirkle porch to give the
promised free concert, but found it I'M
suitable. A park near by was utilized.
The absence of platform, however, i'm
paired both the volume and tone of the
performance. But all seemed to enjoy
the occasion and the Band was the
recipient of very many compliments.
Indeed, popular appreciation found elo-
quent expression i'll an address Of APP
plause and thanks by Capt. r. S. Parks,
Page county's representative in the late
Constitutional Convention. Twice there
was applause-when the captain con-
cluded; before that when one of the
sacred medleys closed with Dixie"
Considerably over a thousand people
were drawn to the park, many coming
miles from the country in buggies and
carriages.
Among these was one schoolday friend
of the JOURNAL when it was little in
dividual, not great paper-Miss Mary
J. Davis, a veteran teacher, 'blessed n'
rather than for her long and tireless
career of good "deeds." A stately, cul-
tured, pious lady, she is an ideal exemplar
as well as tutor.
Then there We're Miss Bette Warren,
the faithful daughter of a mother now
% years old, and Charles o. Hit, a som
in-law, the three comprising model
family circle. The old lady is Mrs.
Virginia Warren, loved by her children
and grandchildren and venerated by
everybody in and about Luray. She
knew the JOURNAL as an individual a
long time before the newspaper age and
labOrs under the hallucination that the
individual, Though bad, was not the
worst boy in the circle of her acquaint-
ance.'
Luray is what is known in Virginia as
ga dry town an island, however, sur
rounded by fluids more pronounced than
water. One honest, whole-souled, good
fellow, who had, unfortunately, gone
"out of town or ''off the island during
the day, returned with crippled voice to
say "howdy." Nevertheless, the JOUR
NAL was glad to meet him again.
The JOURNAL met the editors of the
Co"rirr-T. J. Berrey, and Ne"S-
- Lauck. Mr. Berrey began news
paper life on the fouriPr 81 years ago,
has worked III the Office ever since and
publishes one of the best local papers i'll
the State. Mr.. Lauck, still young, is
clever, bright, and hustler whose many
friends say gets up and puts ont an ex-
cellent newspaper. The Co"rier is re-
publican in politics, the Nr"s democratic.
Suppcr-time came on all too rapidly,
the supper itself too slowly. At the
mansion Inn" party of four, under
engagement to make farewell call on
friends, sat over 20 minutes without be-
ing able to engage the service or even
notice of waiter. On the opposite side
a man from Piedmont offered dollar
for recognition, and the excursionistwh
sat at that end of the table threatened to
break plate unless some effort was
made by the hotel people to find out he
table people who had no social contracts
to meet got more service than they
needed. A waiter picked up tray,
made wild dash for the antc-room,
staid four minutes and returned with a
teaspoon. Another, attempting trans
fer of pint of milk from the west to the
east end, unloaded it on a gentleman's
best coat and bad to curry all of it off
with secondhand napkin. Then it
caught on two ladies' gowns, where it
could not he removed without leaving
damage. All this took time that ought
to have been bestowed on the quartet.
The JOURNAL went out to see whether
the people who run the house had any
influence in the kitchen, but the smooth
haired lobster at the door said "no" III
kitchen dialect. A clerk went in among
the servitors but was informed that
"wese jes dun gon' an got all we kin do
waitin' OH dat genlemun fun Midlund
an dat lady wot say she kim all de way
fun de town OBJ Bumper Smash ~
The JOURNAL lost the supper, left sup
PEERLESS, and reached home in plenty
time for breakfast.
The JOURNAL would say to all probable
excursionists from these parts-"take
your dinner and supper along, or stay at
home"-were it not for +. p. McKenna,
the clever general passenger agent who
does his own level best to make matters
pleasant for all.