Milford chronicle., 1925-09-04

blame Will be on your own neau' Il
impose upon the patience Oh the
readers OF the Milford Chronicle.
EARLY on Monday, in early August
in company with Mrs. Tom ReynO4us'
Mrs. mad Windsor and myself we
arrived IN Philadelphia, where at
tenued the ran MllInnery Openings
The day was not, out 1 honestly tlled
TO get interested in the styles Ior Ine
coming winter hats; but win the
prospect OF anoIner wonderful trlp
with a Jolly party OF intimate friends
so close at hand the next morning. 1t
was lust no use to pretend, so
threw all care and responsibility 10
the winds and settled down TO anIlc-
ipation of happiness, amid ne"
scenes and in a strange part OF the
country for me; for l had never
travelled for pleasure through Ne"
England.
Everything comes to those VINO
wait-so it is said, and IN my case
it was true, for at $3.50 a. M, Iues-
dav morning we started in the large
sedan owned by Mrs. Emma Taylor,
who is also a Delaware woman, ana
who is a Princess among Prlncesses
of good fellowship. 1 think as the
car started at this early hour to roll
out on it's thirteen hundred mile
tour, that we all felt like saying WIN
Harry Lauder, "Oh, it's nice 10 glt up
early in the mornin', but it's nicer
tn lie in YOUR bed" etc.; but we en-
tirely forgot all that, after eating a
good breakfast and got started OUT
BROAD street in Philadelphia.
The car rolled over the Roosevelt
boulevard to Trenton, New Jersey
and on through Princeton Win tne
great University; thence on 10 NE"
ark. and it was all beautiful ana
charming. At Newark we changeu
onr route so as to keep out OF New
york Citv with it's traffic delays anu
went on I'D along the Hudson RIVER
until we came to the new Bear
Mountain Bridge, which is wonder
fnI toll bridge that has just Deen
completed this year.
From this point we had a magnl-
fcent view both up and down the
Hudson River, with the City OF
PeekskilI in the distance in the
southeast. Turning nOrthward again
we drove I'D the eastern side OF the
river as far as Garrison's, where we
crossed the Hudson on a Terry DoaC
to West Point, where the U. S. Army
Military Academy is located.
How shall I describe West Polnt'
where we arrived at 4:4O on Tues
dav afternoon in time to witness the
batallions parade at $3.50 p. m? I'M
agine. if you can, this beautiful set
ting in the midst of the towering
hill. beside the famous old HUDSON
River. with more than eight hun
dred. stalwart, erect, clean looking
boys in their immaculate uniforms
marching with military precision TO
the rythm of perfect music, behlnd
a band of seventy-three men who
comprise the United States Military
Academy Band.
oh, it thrilled one to the toes; and'
when at the boom of the sunset gun
"Old Glory" slowly descended as the
hand played the Star Spangled Ban
ner. while everybody, soldiers ana
civilians, standing at a rigid salute
to the colors; Oh, it made us breathe
a thanks unto God that we are Am
orleans.
There were hundreds of fathers
and mothers present to witness that
beautiful spectacle, and it was PLAIN
to see by their faces, how proud they
were to have the honor Of being the
narents of one of those splendid
young men; they gazed at their boys
with alteration shining in every
glance as we sat in the hotel din
ing room for a late dinner.
The hotel is in the U. S. reserva-
ton. but civilians are welcome and
the views are splendid from It's
porches and windows.
We were assigned two rooms and
the view from our back bed room
windows was wonderful; overlook
ing the Hudson, which wended It's
wav along and disappeared around
the "Storm King Mountain" IN the
distance.
We expected to leave West Point
early Wednesday morning, but we
were not travelling at "break-neck
speed, but taking things leisurely'
so as not to miss anything along the
way-and so, not even a sign escap-
ed our attention. However, we did
not get away from West Point be-
fore 8 a. M, and from that hour un-
til II O'Clock, the highway was clos
cd to traffic during artillery prac-
tice. That time was well spent
though, for we drove all around the
reservation sand saw the cadets at
all sorts of work. Not one minute OF
their day is wasted. I have men
toned that there were about eight
hundred at the drill on Tuesday, but
at September first, the full classes
return and there are over 1900 of
the boys. In the summer the advanc-
ed classes are in camp under can
vas.
It was fun to watch class put
up, and later pack up, shelter tents,
or pup tents" as they are called IN
the army. How those boys hustled to
get through before the allotted time
was up, and how some Of the more
adept went to the assistance of their
slower "buddies." I could just go on
writing page after page about West
Point (even if I do get the military
terms mixed up in writing it).
The riding stables or hall, the Gym
and that wonderful new 100000 sta
dium and other things were awfully
interesting-but II o'clock was near
so we hustled to get into line so
as to go around the most beautiful
drive I have ever seen in all of my