The Republican journal., 1915-09-02

fords, however, is not long deferred, &C.
cording to one lady whom heard COM
planning, ''This is the cleanest place!
never saw anything like it. I've been
here three weeks and haven't seen a
speck. I'm going out now and try TO
! get this dress dirty 60 I can have it
laundered. Mrs. George Rowland, who
is largely responsible for this condition
of things, received the sad news of a
brothers. death this week, and she and
Mr.. Rowland left suddenly for New
| York. We are all little saddened by
our sympathy for our beloved house,
keeper. A few days ago l overheard
Mr.. Rowland telling some one that this
was his thirty-fourth summer at Craw-
fords. He has also been for many years
at the Ormond Hotel in the winter sea-
son. "When first went to Ormond" he
was saying I'VE used to do about nine
thousand dollars worth of business with
about twenty horses. Now we wouldn't
do nine thousand cents" Ormond, with
its miles of smooth hard beach, is the
earthly paradise Of automobilists, and
horses ard carriages have very little
business there.
We are still having great rush OF
guests, who are here for change and
rest. "The walters get the change,
the hotel gets the rest" as the post
cards say. Last night the choir boys
from the Stickney Memorial church at
Breton Woods gave a concert in the
Crawford House parlor, and their audi
ence was an enthusiastic one. Yester-
day and today we have had in the ex-
hibition room the most attractive display
of embroideries and fancy articles that
l have yet seen there-as we'll as the
most expensive. A gentleman, land one
who can we'll afford to crafty expensive
tastes) came out of the room yesterday
and said 81 saw something in there that
l took for an opera cloak, and it turned
out to be a tablecloth. It's ridiculous to
pay an everlasting fortune for thing to
eat hash on That settled it for me.
l gave up all idea of spending my "ever-
lasting fortune for that tablecloth.
Today l am feeling very complacent
over having solved a problem. At the
beginning of the season, needing time
piece, sent home to Chase & Doak for
one of those tiny one dollar clocks, that
tick away as cheerily and do their work
in the world az conscientiously (for
while) as much larger and more expen-
sive clocks. The dollar part was all
right-but the clock, when it came,
turned out to be a good sized alarm
ciock-and by the way, this is the first
time that | ever got too much of anything
for my money. The things that have
happened since that clock came would
fill book. One man takes delight in
reaching through the window and slyly
turning the clock face to the wall, so
that when l look up to time telegram,
nothing but the brass back of the clock
confronts me-and one day when time
started on the wire and l reached for
the clock to set it right-lo! it had disap-
peared bodily and my frantic search
failed to locate it until all was over.
But "the worst is yet to come" and that
is the alarm. That alarm, wound up
and set by mischievous hands, has rung
out at strange and unexpected times,
Sin season and out of season." In the
lobby, people recognize its chime above
all other chimes and know that some
where am making plunge to check it
and stop the noise. 1t has done no good
to use the "brake"-for it was pushed
therefore, today | have removed
the bell itself and am waiting to see
what Benton and "children of larger
growth will say when they find the
clock thus decspitated.
On August 21st the illumination in
honor of the opening of the new summit
house on Mt. Washington took place as
scheduled; but although the day had
been beautifully clear, the evening came
in hazy and thick, with Jacks pot boil
ing in the Notch. The illumination, on
this account, was not the success that
people had hoped it might be. Still
from Crawfords we watched the summit
of Avalon and at nine O'Clock saw the
beacon light flame brilliantly there,
burn fifteen minutes, then die down to be
repeated twice again for the same
length of time. Mr.. Pinney, George
Heidelberg, Benton and his chum, Ches-
ter Kinsley, were there in charge of the
illumination, having made the climb by
lantern light, and as Mr.. Chase, the sta
ton agent, Mrs. Pinney and l, watched
the fires from the station platform,
where we sat comfortably sheltered
from the wind, and saw the fame grow
brighter and brighter, and then gradual
ly fade and die, we could picture the lit
tie party up there in the glare of it,
after their hard climb, and imagine the
pleasure the two boys were getting from
the excitement and novelty. The party
had lunch with them, and did not reach
home until long after midnight. In spite
of the threatening c1ollds MANY neODle