Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1914-08-28
Washington To Washington Grove
On No. Al, b. & o. r. r.


join the crowd at the iron gate
Where hundred people impatently wait
Look out for your bundles, your clothes ana
your skin
For the mass moves solidly pushing in,
Then breaks to a scurry, scramble, a run
To some it is agony, to Others great fun
The exhibit is painful, for reprimand meet
Each man in the mob is after a seat.
If seat be left on the right am glad
If not, take whateer's to be had.
Out of the sheds so trim and so neat
We gently move; then where tracks meet
And switches cross we pick our way
Twixt cars that 60 and cars that stay
Some Pullmans rich, some plain day
coaches.
Bright Brookland now our train approaches,
Then on yon hill the traveller glances
At the yellow gabled walls of Francis.
Now sweep we by the clay and kiln
Where burn the fires of Somerville.
And now, behold just south of east
A landscape for the eye feast
A vale so beautiful to see
Is worth doctors calling fee.
Next love in brick shines out afar,
The home of Masons and Eastern Star.
Then brown Lamond with its pipes and
flues
Shows touches of fire in various hues.
To Takoma Park we climb the steep grade
hat -. l.
shade.
If you are not happy, this chance do not
miss,
For into your vision floats the famed school
of Bliss.
Now the first of Monteomery's farm lands
appear
AS we glide through the champaign, to fair
Sligo near.
Through tree tops that charm as on we are
sweeping
At distance the kind roofs of Woodside
are peeping.
Look out, as you pass lovely Linden the
lowly,
Where tbs well that the train move little
more slowly.
For the garden that nestles meath the road
and the track
And surely will lure you to turn to look
back.
We now are approaching the trolley line s
ending.
Then quickly, behold, the twin brooks are
blending
Their trickle and sparkle to plunge in the
dark,
Then emerge and 90 singing through Glen
to the Park.
Now climbing the slopes of Capitol View
See the calm crystal pool that mirrors the
blue.
Meath the rocks scanned and gashed by
forces prmeval
When the crust of old Earth broke in Titan
upheaval.
A few turns of the wheels, and the eastern
side
OF Kensington's beauty enlivens our ride.
Here brook and tree and open field
And homes pleasant picture yield.
Next Kengar's growing group one sees,
Then note that basin trimmed with trees
Its near side marked by crumbling walls,
The quondam home of good Duvnlls.
By Rock Creek Branch its center crossed
And then in beauteous hillside lost,
Now watch for the clustered somber sheen
OF the pines forever showing green.
Then Garrett Parks fine sylvan bound
Throws tangled shadows DER the ground.
Now creeping through three cuts we rise
Where cedars point US to the skies,
Another cut and far away
Der hill and dale our glad eyes stray.
Now note five silver poplars stand
Round Halpine house sentry band.
Then pushing on at quickening pace
Through the native locust groves we race,
When, lol on the horizon dark and high
Looms the tower Of ROckville's drink supply
See that green lawn round a fine house
spreading
'ris the happy home of the family Reading.
Then through two patches of forest we
dash
The haunt Of oak. pine, the chestnut and
ash.
Between them a hut. which evokes gibe
and chucke,
Mid apple and pear trees and wild honey
suckle.
For in it is sometimes found sleeper,
But il usually seems to lack keeper,
Beyond il field with two FOOT paths across it
And a crop Of yellow or Green to emboss il.
And now the smooth homestretch heaves
into sight.
With the Welliver barn and house on the
right.
No wonder lines breezy and ideas like
chimes
Are waited in columns through the Wash
ington Times.
Der meadow and woodland the vision
now ranges
Through the months and the seasons with
manifold changes.
The big half of Derwood smiles pleasantly
up,
For the hour is at hand-all are ready to
sup.
Across the pastures. through corn or grain
We rumble on, and now our train
Is nearing the place Of quiet and rest,
OF twenty-five stations to me sure the best.
See the house and, yes, feel the grip-of the
Brake,
The bungalow coy where the COuches
ease take,
Then the great square barn and the brick
home Of Mills.
Then the concrete Of Price. And now my
heart thrills;