Norwich bulletin., 1916-10-28

The early autumn is an ideal time | to visit the mountains. We spent the | first two weeks of October in a quiet | unfashionable little town just at the threshold of the White Mountains. or Crystal EIillss. to give them their little | used, but far more beautiful and dis tinct1Ye name.
 During the first week there was a succession of bright, sunny days. some Of them little too warm. Other days were Just cool enough 70 be exhilirat- | ing. Many of the nights were cold, and on October first, some of the Franconian Mountains had donned a head dress of glistening, white snow, which looked very beautiful against the clear, blue sky. There were some very cold days in the second week and several of the dis tant mountains were entirely covered with snow. exceedingly white; so as no fuller on earth can white them" We | never tired of watching the cloud shadows come and go over these pure | majestic mountains. The combination
 of meadows full of grass as green as in summer time, hills covered with gor- geouS foliage and snow covered l mountains made marvellous scene. We soon learned that in these moun- tains, as Richard Watson Glider has
 expressed it. are "airs that to breathe
 is life and joyousness," for our weari- ness and depression rapidly vanished. Our first all day automobile trip into the mountains was to Crawford Notch. The road wound up hill all the way and for some distance we fol : lowed the winding course of the beau tiful AbbonoSsuc river We passed through the pretty town of Littletol and on 10 Bethlehem, the well-known
 summer resort and great refuge for | ray fever victims.
 Soon after leaving Bethlehem Mount ,-I1S ,S-{x tell ~I T | beauty. and other mountains nd
 ranges Of mountains locmed lip more Llearlv, fol ming 2 semi-circie around the horizon. The low hills near 10 us were Il blaze of color. The brilliant reds and yellows of the oaks and naples often were enhanced by dark l hack g1 unG of pines and hemlocks and a fore ground of tall and era cefIl | birches, their white trunks gleaming l iE the sunshine and delicate yellow | leaves gently tossing in ths breeze. 1 Our chauffeur was thoroughly familiar 1 with every route and drove at an
 agreeably moderate rate. We passed ! through Fabyan and Breton Woods picturesquely located under the shadow l of Mount Washington and not long afterward reached +Cv7 -S'-ord Notch It is a wide double gateway, won l derfuily cut through the mountnins with tf?' failroad on one sid, ard a l driveway or he other.
 | "" dtuHc between -te n w1ls If rocks will little strea 11G flowing at 1 their base and other and more ven l tIresome streams starting from some i diz::v heigl,t and tumbling pell mel 1 dpv the rocks.
 Especially beautiful was 'ha Silver 1 I1sc%de. whlch starts. a thin 1ivulet 1 as far 1T; as the eye can reach, :.ni l wi ie:ls during it's descent until at he foot of the mourtain it is a broad | sheet of water, sparkling in the sum- slime
 Just beyond this cascade. we went l in3o the wood. sat down on some rocks and fallen tree trunks and ate 'ou1 i lunch. A constant stream of automo- i hiies passed, many of them going al 1 a rate of speed which made us more keenly appreciative of the sweet | lreasonableness" of our chauffeur. l In one madly racing car an elder 1 ly man stood up ,gestfcu1ating ., and 1 shouting: There's the Silver Gas | cade." Before the words were out ot | his mouth the car was some distance | beyond the cascade. Poor old man! 1 Perhaps his early life was spent among l these mountains and when he wanted 1 to view the scenery he walked, or rode l horse back. or possibly in a numbering 1 stage coach. at a rational rate. Per- l haps this was his oniy opportunity l to visit the scenes of his childhood. Ii i wasn't ca square deaP' to lighting flash l him through them
 l The next tip was to Lost River. the 1 greatest of the three great natural cu- | riOsities in the Franconian Mountain 1 range. The Plume and the Old Man i of The Mountains are the other two. i In the Kfnsman Notch, about seven