Judsonia weekly advance., 1915-07-07

And today, we ramble about the shadowy precincts of the Colony Town, we chance de- lectably here and there upon twisting street yet holding its first given London name-a London like old court, byway, alley; Londonish foot passage making short cut between thoroughfares; an arched way through buildings in old London style. So too we find yet lingering, though long since in disguise, old London fashioned under ground passage two between courts time habitatons suggestive of smuggling days and of romance Such is that grim, underground passage between old Providence court and liar yard place issuing Washington street oppo- site the old South Meeting house. which starts in the court near a plumbing shop and along side the huge granite foundations of the rear wall of the old Province house, seat of the royal governors, long gone it's side wall of Holland brick, which still remains intact. This passage must have eluded Hawthorne, else surely it would have figured in of his incomparable
 legends of this rare place of provincial pomp and elegance. Then there was until recent years, that other and more significant passage, opening from this one and extending under the Province house and the highway in front eastward toward the sea. Gossip tradition has it or some latter day discoverer has fancied that by this passage some of Howes men made their escape to the waterfront at the evacuation Others call It smuggler's passage. In that day the water came up Milk street to the present Library square and southward to old Church Green, which used to be at the Junction of Summer and Bedford streets. An explorer of this passage-the engineer of the tavern which now occupies the site of the Prov ince house orchard Ca genuine antiquary this engineer, who during service with the tavern from it's erection has deved deep into colonial history of this neighborhood) that it's outlet apparently somewhere near Church Green. It's closed up in part in late years by build ing operations, and further by the construction of the Washington street tunnel.
 The peninsula as the colonists found it we re- 11ol of fhn 1Onn1 historians It neck of land jutting out at the bottom of Massachusetts bay with a fine harbor it's sea side; at it's back, the Charles river, uniting at its north end with the Mystic of Charlestown; it's whole territory only about four miles in circuit; it's less than eight hundred acres comprising several abrupt elevations, with valleys between The loftiest elevation was the threepeaked hill in it's heart, which gave it its first English name of Trimountain, and became Beacon on the river side; the next in height, on the barbor front, the north and south promon- tories of great cove, which became respectively Copp's hill and Fort hill.
 The town begun round about the Market place. which at the head of the present State street where is now the old statehouse. About the Market place the first homes were built and the first highways struck out. Thence meandered the earliest of those legendary "cow paths,' the lanes from which evolved the crooked little streets leading to the home lots and gardens of settlers. State street and Washington street were the first highways, the one ''The Great Street to the Sea-" the other "The High Wave to Roxberrie" where the peninsula joined the main- land, perhaps along Indian trails. At the outset the High Wave" reached only as far as School