St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1905-08-16

streakS and stripes as inRy as TIC TAI
beneath, while at their SUBMITS the ad.
vancing rays OF dawn, catching the
swaying tops of the NAPLES, had flushed
them into fame. Save for that rose-red
blush all was still and cold and dark in
the dim valley-on the lakes themselves
the mist of the morning had resolved
itself into wreaths and rings OF hlmy
vapor, which swung, tilted and swirled,
rose and fell at the touch of an early
breeze.
With mop and NOW, we saw them go,
Slim shadows hand in hand:
About, about, in ghostly rOut
They trod saraband:
And the weird grotesques made Arabesques,
Like the wind upon the sand!
Mile after mile we tramped through
the widening light of the growing day.
From red to orange, from orange to yell
low, then to white faded the flare of
splendor across the sky, fainter and
fainter paled the wan dancers on the
waters; until suddenly the lake ended,
letting us slip from elf.land into the solid,
sordid, sultry forenoon.
wILLOUGHBY, THE QUEEN.
Willoughby is Pisgah and Hor; tor
they stand on either side, gaunt, gray
sentinels, torn asunder in some prehis-
toric CONFUSION of nature to let IN the
beauty of this exquisite sheet OF water.
The effect is foreign to New England,
sends the mind back to Derwentwater, low
ed of Wordsworth and Southey until re-
calls how Rigi and Piatus rise on either
side of Lake Lucerne, Thenceforth the
imagination is in Switzerland. Without
venturing too near the fatal mistake CT
Paris, it may be just possible to confess
that Willoughby, cleaning between her
grim giants, is the queen of all Vermont,
that her hotel, beautiful for situation, at
the foot of those twin tors, is incom-
parably placed.
We were detained two days in this per-
feet spot; the first because, hungry for
Pisgah visions, we climbed the sides of
that mount in the morning AMI drifted
all the afternoon around its base, the
second because it rained. Now woman
tramp, woman who can walk twenty
four miles day, is an unknown, astrange
animal in Vermont; therefore, during
these two evenings and through those
rain swept hours, did the guests crowd
around eager to learn the how and why
and where, to be entertained by the
most Sinbad-like adventures we could
recall. Indeed we have found all stout
ldladies averaging from sixty. to seventy,
though, of course, there were none such
at Willoughbv, avid with desire to start
out instanter and follow Madame on her
tramping exploits.
The bill next morning fell two dollars
short of the price agreed upon. The
hostess, on being questioned, replied with
beaming glances cast Madame-ward,
"Well, l thought your conversation
worth that much to the guests" We
spent the rest of the forenoon discussing
the ownership of those two dollars.
Time fails me to tell of the broad spar
kle of Fairfield, lying open to the sun
shine; of Maidstone lonely among her
empowering woods; of Dunmore, Morey,
Island, Silver, Echo, each with its own
peculiar fascination; though Quechee
Pond stands out wildly beauteous,
shimmering up from her wide valley oil
hemlocks at the scarlet end of a gray,
AN ENCOUNTER AT BRUNSWICK SPRINGS.
There is one, however, which refuses to
be thus passed by. Brunswick is so
elated at the strangeness of her springs
that she let's this wondrous gem go
nameless or rather with no better desig-
nation than 1.-THE pond" The hotel which
stood upon its banks and might have
been trusted to discover a statelier no.
menclature has long been mass OF char.
red timbers and tottering stone. But
the road to it's shores is so grass grown
lies through forest so primeval, its desc.
lation is so lush, gentle, fower-flled that
once seen it cannot be forgotten. Then
a rod away lie the famous springs. Six
conch-shells, hewn by nature out of the
primitive stones, catch the bubbling flow
Of six separate mineral springs with ar
adjustment so perfect as never to tingt
the flavor OF any one by that of its
neighbor. 4..f ...-.. ill.,.
These facts iwere stated to me by ar
aggressive female of goodly bulk, strad
died man fashion across the wooder
platform, which alone shows the vandal
hand of man in the silvern savagery o.
that scene. Having received such explicit
information l knew at once that the
slight tang of elderly eggs, discoverable
in the water on either side OF the sulphei
pool, must be pure product of my i'm
agination.
II come down here FIVE times every
day." went on the militant female, sim
bibe one glass of each kind. and one
glass of the mingled waters; have beer
here ten days and am a new creature.
AS the minerals are arsenic, iron, sui
phur, bromide, calcium and magnesia,
felt strongly tempted to suggest that i
she kept up the present ratio she would
be new kind of creature, inhabiting E
higher sphere thau ours, and that right
shortly, yet forebore.
Where can tale like this find for itsel
close! am reminded of the saying o
an aged parishioner to clerical friend o
mine, who was looking through the
fiuttered pages of his Bible for the most
consilatory passage of all. She interrupted
Don't pick she cried, cts all good
Q, how good it all is, this Book OF the
Revelation of the love in Gods heart
this gospel according to Vermont. Go
look, learn, love, and be thankful"
Hiram Benson, farmer residing ir
Royalton near the Bethel line, during the
storm last week, lost six cows and one
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