The Republican journal., 1914-07-23
VACATION NOTES.

In July, with Boston the objective
point, the boat is the thing. You may
experience fog that will keep you in the
saloons or the seclusion of your state
room, but you will escape the dust that
accompanies travel by train and the soft
coal cinders that seem to chase you about
when on deck. On recent trip look
from the stateroom window at a. m.
revealed a red glow at the end of the
steamer Camden's wake. The sky else
where was pale blue and pearly gray.
Fleecy white clouds foated lazily about.
The sea, gently undulating, but with I'M
broken surface, was of pale lavender
tint and the colors of the sea and sky
softly blended with an opalistic effect.
The absence of shipping in these days
is always noted by the old-time seafarer-
A three-master, minus her foretopmast
and with all sail set, was seen drifting
cas- tward, her main and mizzen gatttop-
sails hoisted far above the gaffs. Then
in the early morning few fishing boats
were seen seward and tug, the smoke
from her stack going straight up, bound
eastward with two barges trailing behind
her. In Boston lower narbor some
barges and a six masted schooner were
at anchor, and few fishing boats were
met going out to the fishing grounds.
Boston was yelled in mist, so that even
the oilded dome of the State House was
not visible. But soon the tall tower OF
the custom house, now the most proml-
nent landmark, loomed up. The iron, or
steel. construction has been completed to
its full height. The Camden, although
leaving Rockland an hour late was dock
ed on schedule time a. M, and few
minutes later taXicab landed the writer
at or rather in, the North station. Cabs
seem to have Disappeared; at least there
were none at the wharf, and with many
a turn to avoid the most congested streets
Ehe taxicab made quick time between
The two points. One wonders what be-
comes of the cab horses, and more par
ticu larly of the veterans who drove them,
and who would seem to be united tor
other employment in these days OF
psychological business depression.
In due time a train for West Rutland
was boarded and as the ride has been
y,ol i only
said that the chestnut trees in bloom ad-
ded another charm to the landscape. VI
this tree the Worcester Evening Gazette
said in recent issue:
The chestnut is among the last, II not
the very last, of the Towering trees of
this section. Taken by. itself the IN.
7jvidual tree in blossom has nothing OF
the garish and f1amboyant aspect; thev
are modest and unassuming in flower.
1t is when the eye wanders, from the
vantage point of some height, over acres
Of woodland, that the chestnuts stand
out in all their beauty. With their
wealth of blossom pencilled against the
walls of green the lineaments and
character of each tree are depicted IN
the full grace of branch and Dough. |
Taken in the mass they suggest some
9anple of lace work in rich ecru. And
.fheT too. the chestnut blossom has its
.1dor-its perfume, mild to be sure, yet
unoptrusivey pungent and caught only
now and then as some vagrant air waits
il across YOUR path, but in its fleeing
and eyanescent nature prompting one TO
the thought that perhaps once In while
the mor1als of this sphere are blessed
with q breath from paradise.
We write this that those who have
liking for the things that make this
green, f1owery, rock-built earth OF ours
beautiful may not miss sight OF the
che stnuts now at the perihelion OF their
period of Towering. Take trip to the
cou ntry and see them.
.Crne cannot get far out of Boston in
any direction without noticing the trees,
which in some sections resemble prim-
eval forests. All over New England
the re is increasing interest in planting
trees ION the road between Concord
and 1Sunapee, N. H., says the Youths
,Companion, "there is beautiful stretch
of almost unbroken forest. score or
so of the largest pines are from two to
thr ee hundred years old and more than
one hundred feet high, clear of branches
for about seventy feet from the ground.
There are few if any pines like this Won
;ierful group in New England, which was
80 rich with them a few years ago."
ee'In all parts of New England" the
Companion says further, there are
wonderful old elms. They stand sing
4y in farmhouse door yards and in
rows along the highways. They arch the
u uiet village streets and beautify the
grounds of the public buildings.
Belfast has many of these elms, which
give beauty and distinction to our city
The vistas on Church and High streets
when these noble trees are in full foil
age or when, as sometimes in winter,
their branches are coated with f1eecy snow
or encased in ice that sparkles in the
sunshine, compel the admiration of all