The Western news. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1933-current, 1935-09-19
High|ights Of An
Auto Tour
BY THE EDITOR
FIFTEENTH INSTALLMENT.
Goodbye to the Ocean.


Concluding our visit in Boston, we
headed out of that interesting city
about 3 o'clock one afternoon and
turned northeastward toward Name
over u. S. highway No. |. The country
was typical of New England, much
as we have described it as we ran into
Boston from New York; a delightful
section of gently rolling and wooded
hills, with the highway climbing up
and down their gentle slopes and in
and around the little valleys at their
feet.
A short drive carried us up to New
buryport where we crossed the mouth
of the Merrimac river, emptying into
the ocean. Then the highway carried
us into and through the corner Of
New Hampshire that touches the At
lantic through the pleasant little city
of Portsmouth. Soon we were sl1irting
the ocean in Maine. We could see that
much of this section was given over
to summer resorts and at one of these
resorts we babe goodbye to the ocean.
1t was Ogunuuit little village nestl-
ing III its hills and verdure on a bay
of the ocean. Here were lovely large
hotels. comfortable and attractive
houses and a fine beach, with all Of
the appurtenances that go with a
popular summer resort We were too
early, however, for the crowds of the
summer season and the village was
quiet and the beach deserted, deserted
except for young couple who drove
un as we did and who walked up and
down the beach hand in hand
All three of us are landlubbers, born
and raised in the interior far from the
ocean, and yet to all of us the rolling
waters of the old Atlantic had most
potent appeal. We sat in the car that
late afternoon and watched it in all
its quiet beauty. | wish / had the
power to describe it to you; the in
describable blueness of the water, with
the various shades of the deep and
shallow water, with the ravs of a de-
clining sun throwing soft veil over
it all, with the sea stretching away be-
fore us until in the distance water and
sky were welded and merged into
beautiful oneness. We sat there and
drank in all the beauty Of the marvel
Gus sight knowing that in a few mo-
ments we would turn the car westward
and would start definitely for home
That was our goodbye to the Atlantic
We skirted it for short distance to
Wells, now and then catching sights
of it through the trees and buildings
but such sights We're only glimpses
and we figured our stop on the beach
at Opunouit was really our goodbye
to old ocean.
Homcward Bound.
AT Wells, just few miles southwest
Of Portland, Me, we turned the nose
Of the old boat into the west and knew
that after weeks of wandering away
from home we were now definitely
started on the drive back to Montana
Westward out Of Wells we began 10
run into small mountains, all beauti-
fully wooded with many species Of leaf
trees. Large, comfortable farm houses
OF the colonial type and always with
the white paint and green shutters.
The orchards around the farm homes
were in blossom, countless trees and
shrubs of the wildwood were in flower.
A sweet fragrance, woodsy and en-
ticing, filled the air. Pretty little lakes
were dropped along the highway for
our enjoyment. All of the outdoors
the whole world, was a delight that
quiet evening.
Our travelling car had carried us back
into New Hampshire and through
Dover. A few more miles and we
reached Concord, which we found to
be a pleasant little city Of $4,000
people. Still pressing westward and
enjoying every moment of the drive
winding in and out among the hills
and lakes and among the heavy timber.
we finally saw before us a fine old
farm house and back Of that old
colonial home there was typical New
England apple orchard, an orchard the
trees Of which were solid masses of
sweet smelling blossoms broadcasting
pleasant music from the low-humming
OF bees. And nesting among those
fragrant trees there were half dozen
or more tourist cabins, spotless in their
white paint and with the blossom-laden
branches of the old trees reaching
over them like a quiet benediction at
eventide.
oh, let's stay here tonight some
one exclaimed. enthralled by the beau
tv Of the delightful place. So swung
the, car into what proved to be one