Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1911-08-26
AT OCEAN POINT.
John Quill BreeziIy De-
sCribes This Breezy Spot.
Most Prosperous Season in The
History Of the Point.
The Hobble Skirt and Other Incl.
dents that Make Life Livable.

Ocean Point, Me-, Aug. 25.tSpeciaD-
Just at the present time. this little
winds swept peninsula, that juts out
like finger into the blue waters of
Boothbay, is very much in the lime
light, in fact, it is the one bright spot
on the map. The season here has neen
a very lively one. the most prosperous
lin the history of the Point. Every
cottage is occupied and has been since
the opening, and every indication
points to full round of gaiety up
to the goIden-rod period at the end
of the season. The hot period, when
the earth was sizzling and the I'M
lucky mortals caught in town were
sweltering under the thinnest of
clothing, the Pointers were sitting I'M
der their vine and fig tree, enjoying
life TO its utmost in an atmosphere
tempered by cooling breezes from old
ocean. There was but one, possibly
two, days during that awful torrid
spell that was in any way uncomfort
able: the nights were cool and any
one with Il clear conscience and a
straw tick could sleep like a night
Waterman.
But the Pointers hair is just get
ting down 10 its normal condition
from the effects of that mid summer
storm that came unheralded out of
the northeast some little time ago.
That famous old doggerel of the east
wind that blew up from the west and
blew old Grimes away was a gentle
zephyr in comparison. The day had
been loWery and overcast and Il few
clouds scudding across the sky until
the MONDAY hour, then the rain came
patterng down, and later in the day
ol0 BoreaS commenced to tune up. 1t
blew some, then il blew some more,
and by night fall anything not chained
down or weighted down by a mort
gage, commenced TO get restless and
move. Houses rocked Hike cradles and
the flood descended
1t is said that in times of peril a
mans misdeeds all float before him:
the Pointers were no exception. Some
even admitted that the time was a
little short To think of all their mis-
deeds and they did the best they oo;ild.
But. seriously. it was a wild night,
the widest the Maine coast has seen
for years, and even now when Il cloud
as big as blaksmith's apron appears
on tho horizon, the Pointers hair,
like Banquo'S ghost, refuses 10 down.
The hobble skirt has reached the
Point al last; lady from one of the
niehboring resorts, whose figure had
somewhat run to waist. came ashore
from the boat the other day and as
she hobbled up the wharf, a horse
which had been quietly sleeping near
the landing. reused from his slumbers
gave one look and with a Whitney
fed. AS the whistle on the steamer
footed at the same time, the Pointers
are wondering just what started the
animal.
The little waiting room built this
season by the A., G.. & b. s. s. co. on
their wharf property. is very much APP
preeiated and has supplied a long
felt want. Every year the season
grows little longer; some years ago
the last week in August was the much
dreaded packing up time and by Sept
/. the Point was deserted, or practi-
cally so and given over 70 the natives.
Now the last of September is all too
soon to go, and some even linger We'll
into October. September is one of the
most beautiful months of the whole
year at the shore Dog days are over,
the air is clear and bright. The days
are ideal and the nights are dreams. |
Our island neighbors across the little |
strip of blue are holding their fete
day, or week, as ii extends from the |
18th to the 18th. The program from
day 10 day is quite attractive and
many from our little colony have put
on their old gray bonnets and gone
over. but nothing on the little green
isle can ween them from the Point
once "A Pointer always a Pointer.
Miss Flag, who has for years pre-
sided over Uncle Samuel's postal de-
partment has returned to her duties
after an absence Of some over = yoar