The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1906-06-02
DEAR OLD NEW CANAAN.

New Canaan, May "a, 1906.
Toot-toot too-oo-oo-t," says the
engine; the train stops and here we are
at New Canaan, Fairfield county.
Connecticut. Dear old New Canaan,
and there stands grandpa's house Just
as have seen it for years, and thither-
ward my feet travel with The eagerness
that attends our steps when we APP
proach spot endeared by many strong
and human associations. But what is
mis-? Sand-heaps and stones, mason
| ~ ana workmen designedly busy on the
u9rth meadow" grandma's doWry
lai'o' All, me; it is the trend of the
Times" The old must pass along, the
ne" must take its place, and those Of
| Tue thild generation cannot or do not
lloiu tne old demesne In undisturbed
perpetulty' The north meadow has
pTel solu aad The new owner is putting
up d u"eilifg. 1t Will be attractive as
an Ohe new cottages are, and no doubt
ne coliSluels he is improving the prop
elOS f1e mas Certainly been thoughtful
III one partlcular for his new building
Is so placed upon his land that the view
from my north widows is stiu so IN
I obstructed that the tow If thirteen ma
! pie trees planted by Uncle John long
before was born, can stiu greet NV vi
sion, as 1t follows the street line IL
| lose Itself in a mass OF green foliage
above which points the White sfeenle ~,
Church HILL" That the station il
within speaking distance Of The house is
an advantage to hasty traveers ~ and
from the old homestead; the lonp nm
picturesque sheds and the relav of
freight cars are not beautifiers If +ba
landscape as viewed from the win
dows of the old home; neighbors new
dwellings will screen these objects
have found it wise TO seek out The
points of vantage in every circum-
stance and it is surprising how trans,
forming the effect of a little sunny phi,
losophy upon an event which at first
| seems irredeemably unfortunate.
Despite the drought and consequent
dust, the town is beautiful; attractive
In the fresh foliage and pastures green,
with the activity that pervades a rural
village; where nurserymen, farmers of
leli " Slllelll lllltiSoAO al . plANWA ing
and planting; the atmosphere, physical
and mental, full of an alertness and ra-
tional effort which ibetokens health and
content, and from which we may ex-
pect a sure measure Of happiness in re
suit
The branches of the thirteen NAPLES
bow and wave, the old-fashioned blue
40 r,a,, o1Yrto :, ~ ~ v,yac+ Wi douy hlnnr
about and crackle in the breeze, and no
breezes seem so fresh, SO cool, so alto
gether delightful as that which visits
this old Connecticut town.
Automobiles are whirling by, the ice
man and grocerboys are in great de-
mand; the flrst-cofners among the usu-
al crowd Of summer visitors are al
ready rocking on long shaded piazzas,
and the native villager finds 1t many
times a financial proposition worth con-
sidering when some of the city people
want his tidy little farm for the sum
mer, giving him the opportunity to see
good bit of the world elsewhere or
add substantial sum to his bank ac-
count.
D6uW6GIl GGtll 06LpUIl N41lL PUNT ~
has flickered out; my circle grows small
and must find new friends If I would
not also be retired in personal touch
even before my lamp is dimmed. And
so shy greeting for some little maid
or lad It's gladly responded to and my
more sedate thoughts frightened by the
spontaneity and gayety Of childhood.
The day has slipped along and twilight
comes; the builders have left their
work, lights appear in the houses, the
unsightly railroad sheds are lost in the
dimness of evening, and their shining,
twinloling lights are but pleasant points
on the obscure picture Of the night.
With body weary and mind subdued by
memories of those beyond our ken, yet
cheered by thoughts Of the living, low
ing circle to which I shall tomorrow
return, I climb into the roomy restful-
ness of the four-poster and
lie me down to pleasant dreams.
KEITH SAINT JOHN.