Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1906-07-04

""sPiNfN"s vco"rtol, anu one OF us boys
had to turn out very early in the morning
OF the day to go aud get our neighbor's
old mare, mile distant, that father had
arranged for week ahead OF time,
After delightful ride Of some three
mites we care to ferry which W. crossed,
then another pleasant and interesting
ride OF about two miles throngha neigh
borhoed we knew 30 well In that other
day, and stop 20 meet friends that we
had met In Pasadena, California. Here,
ut store, we procured oats for "horse-
batting and crackers and cheese for our
selves, for We do not know where we will
bring up at noon time.
Then we drove along through what /
knew in boyhood as the .sFalls villa. Q /"
II was very busy settlement then. The
sound of broadax and adz in use was
heard from morning till night. There was
much music from mallet and calking iron
In use, and anvils rang before fired FORCES.
Those were interesting days to- me.
greatly enjoyed being among workmen in
the shipyards, to see cutting with keen
edged tools, and hear the pleasing clicking
sound thereof; to witness the boiling to-
gether oftimbers, the ribs of the ships, and
see them fastened to keels and keeIsons,
tho backbone OF vessels, was more than
schooling in schooihouse to me.
We passed through this now rather quiet
but pretty village, and on by its cemetery,
where sleeps the dust of many of those
men who were very active in all the affairs
OF that village, promoting its veal in
those busy times. ! think OF them as we
pass, and OF the helps some OF its citizens
uneonsciously gave to me. remember
''Faiis Village" and the people kindly.
As we rode on we came TO point where
there are four or five roads reaching out
into the country in different directions;
and here is little schoelhose. My aunt
Mary attended this school when a girl.
She is nov living.
There are two roads leading down wau-
kcag meek or what knewHs "Point Har-
bor". We can go by either of them. We
take the left hand one, however. All we
have TO do is, keep right on going, and in
due time will have arrived at the point OF
our departure here; for the two roads are
really one around the neck, an ox-bow
road, perhaps, will do for want of better
description of il.
As We ride along / am very deeply in
terested in the scenery, for wish to note
changes, II any there are. But there are
none which l can see. The landscape of
the country and the roadway look 10 me
TO be the same as they we're yesterday,
counting thirty-ive years as one day
and il seems like it to me-1and | suppose
II will he the same tomorrow, or hum
bred years hence.
As We ride along farther | get an ex-
cellent view of the beautiful bay on the
south and west, and OF the islands, many
in number, bathing their granite feet in
its waters; and / also see a fine new
schoolhouse nearing completion On the
side OF a wooded hill not far away Pres
entity we come 20 IL; and after chatting
awhile with one OF the workmen about il,
we turn back little way, taking another,
and an almost obseured road through
dense woods, up long hill, to the little
old schoolhouse which this new one is to
replace.
Here il was that mother, when a young
girl, attended school; and this building
over hundred years old, and the lay of
the hand about it, is what is occupying my
attention now, and, in my very feeble
way, am trying to tell my niece all
know about those old times and the
people, learned at my mothers knee.
will quote from my diary of Aug. %,
1905: Al am sitting on the stoop of the
schoolhouse where mother went to school
at Waukeag neck or point. Lottie, a
niece, is with me. She is looking in at a
window, and seems TO be lost in thought.
The building is about % 25 feet, having
a hip roof. and two windows ON each OF
three sides, east, south and west. Because
OF a big black board that . occupies the
space within, there are no windows on the
north; but a brick chimney stands
through the hip on this side. The build
ing has not only shingled roof, but
sides the shingier has done little fancy
work on some OF the courses, letting every
other shingie drop couple of inches or so
below others in the course.
After leaving the sehoolhouse We drive
on down steep hill; then along stretch
OF low land and through lane-like road,
with spruce, fir, cedar, alder and birch;
then climb a hill to the old burying-
ground, where lies the dust of my grand
parents on my mothers side, and the dust
of my great uncle, lothian. Weiwander
about among the graves for half an hour,
perhaps, copying epitaphs. This is a
thoughtful and solemn occasion to both of
us, for we are reading here from marble
slabs, pages of our ancestral history. But
the solemnity is broken by birds sweetly
and gaily singing from the trees near by,
their little hearts and threats atuned as
though they had just emerged from spray
baths by dashing waterfalls, at morn made
gloriously afiame with the beauties of a
new day.
Next we visit the cellar of the house
where mother was born and lived. An