Mexico weekly ledger., 1916-01-20
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IYcETN \ NEW ENGLAND

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artitssx hrs che revei finds a more
inseaznE sersiou q the United
st1tes thna he New England States
and Il IS 70 these thai ! VII eonhne
myself
East HEzp:Dz. where ] am ar pres
enL is termed the Newport Of Long
Island. Il IS certainly ; beautiful
spot Hers zrs to be found tie homes
Of some Of our most noted and veal
thy people John Drew, the actor,
has . beautiful home in the next block
fr0m the hotel, while On up the line
are to be found the homes of Mande
Adams. Mrs. Leslie Carter, etc
These places are magnificent and the
grounds are wonderful, and one see
o many places that You wonder how
they do It. But we can't afford to
worry over such things, 50 / just say,
swell, they do it" and let it go at
that.
We sing tonight in the first AGA
DENY built in New York State, so
you may know it is an interesting old
place; but no matter how old a place
is these New England people
never let their property run down"
and the farther back a building dates
the moro csre they take in preserving
the same.
Directly across from my window
is the home of John Howard Payne,
the composer of that famous old song,
Home Sweet Home" OF all songs
ever written this is the most famous
and while it strikes the heart strings
Of every one; still to the weary trav-
eIer, that must be away months at a
time. it strikes a little harder, and as
! write these lines the thoughts Of
dear little Mexico and a certain little
cottage on West Love street comes to
my mind and, quoting the words Of
the composer, mid pleasures and
palaces tho | may roam. Be it v g
SO humble-There is no place like
home"
We gave a concert Sunday in
Greenport, Long Island, which is
right at the end Of the island. The
@Ye Clark Inn" in which we stopped
viii be eighty-five years old this com-
ing May. This place is u by two
Of the most interesting old ladies
| ever had the pleasure Of meeting.
The place vas opened by their father,
and since his death they have eontin-
ued to run the business. One Of them
showed me one of the old registers of
the hotel, and our most famous states
men Of the past have been their
guests, of which they are very proud.
Here I met the inventor and builder
of some Of the swiftest boats known
today. This gentleman has just
, placed twelve of these boats for the
Russian Government (only eight have
! been received, the others captured by
Germans before they reached their
destination.) The United States has
/ placed an order for one of these boats.
They have unusual speed, going from
the end Of the Island to New York,
a distance of one hundred and twenty
= five miles, in four hours-some speed.
| know, for / had the pleasure of a
4 ride across Long Island Sound.
: The night before Christmas we sang
: in Fort Fairfield, Maine. Look at
your map and you will see you can go
c no farther and remain in the United
States. The next night was a Christ
4 mas Concert in Boston, Mass. This
concert was Of unusual interest since
it was given at the Mariners Home
and invitations had been extended to
) all sailors in Boston Harbor. Many
: ships and different countries were rep
. resented, and as each sailor had filled
i, out a card giving his full name, a
h Christmas tree was enjoyed after our
k program, and each sailor was well
remembered. After refreshments of
s sandwiches and coffee, ice cream and
cake, these poor homeless sailors
went back to their ships while | with
thoughts Of Mexico and home fand
how ! would like to be there) went
to my hotel feeling lonesome, but bet
ter, for the fact that | had done my
share to contribute to the pleasure of
those sailors, who were far worse off
than |. And this ended my Christ
mas.
7 Follow me closely, and you will see
we have jumped from Maine to Bos-
: ton and now the next day we are al
the end of Cape Cod. Such is the life
4 Of the Lycemite. ! could write pages
on these Cape Cod Folks" but nc