Newark post., 1911-08-30

meaning in Indian a stretch OF
water" is ID mileslong by II wide.
On Our way up the lake we pass
Indian Island, and Fry's Island,
with it's thousand acres of dense
forest. Steaming up the lake we
pass the rock 70 feet high where
Capt. Frye made his famous leap
from the summit and swan across
the lake to the Island more than
quarter of mile when hotly
pursued by the Indians. On the
sides of the rock are scenes which
were painted by the Indians,
which time has nearly obliterated;
but have been restored by repalnt-
ing. Some of the most interest
ing of these scenes are Captain
Frye making his leap for life to
the water seventy feet below, an
Indian wigwam with the chief o:
| the tribe sitting at the doorway, |
an Indian war dance, a deer
bounding over rocks, etc. While
| passing this rock an Indian in cos
tune appears on the cliff and gives
the Indian warhoop and fires sa-
lutte. We pass Indian Pulpit and
Hawthorne Cave, the latter place
being a favorite boyhood haunt
of Nathaniel Hawthorne, where it
is said that he wrote his scarlet
letter. Passing out Of the Sebago
Lake we enter the Songo river,
which threads her tortuous way UP
what is termed the "crookedest
of all rivers" This is but two and
half miles as the bird flies to the
| head of the river, but we have to
sail six miles and make twenty
seven turns vending our way up
this crooked stream, and often
within leaping distance of the
banks. The stream is not any
wider than our White Clay creek.
The waters were CLASSY and
smooth, and the forest that lined
the bay was reflected in most
vivid colors, and delicate foliage
in the dark mirror of the waters,
with marvellous accuracy Long
fellow has beautifully described it
, in these words:
, Nowhere such devious stream
, Save in fancy or in dream,
Y Winding slow through brush and
r brake,
: Links together lake by lake.
After five miles sailing we reach
the lock at the confluence OF Son
!. go and Crooked Rivers. The water
:. in the lock is raised seven feet in
= order to lift the steamer up over
g the rapids from the Songo river
:, into the Bay of Naples which we
! now enter. At this point the In
= dians made one of the most for
;, nidable assaults on the English
= ever known in the early annals OF
! Maine. The Indians were lead by
= Worrambus who after desperate
fighting fell mortally wounded
He was buried at the foot of ar
!, old tree, but a life sized statue
: now marks the spot with the chief
. tain daughter Minnehaha holding
n her hand the cup from which
i she gave the dying chieftain his
;, last sip of water. This peace;u
/ stream which we were sailing over
:, was at one time filed with Indians
:, in their canoes in their savage
= state.
:. Passing out OF the Bay Of Ma
pies, we enter Long Lake, anc
- after a sail of nine miles we ar
- :, rive at Bridgton Junction and {
; train back to Portland. On thi
a trip we have a grand sight of tn,
- White Mountains in the distanc,
i with their towering peaks. TIL,
:, waters are filled with black bass
:, white perch or pickerel, so variec
:, is the fishing. 1t truly can be saic
- that it is a sportsman paradise
= We will spend few more days a
!, this attractive spot and then star
49, for home.
!; T. f. Armstrong.