. To the Shenandoah and beyond: the chronicle of a leisurely journey through the uplands of Virginia and Tennessee, sketching their scenery . raceful interference of groves, make an irregular mosaicvery pleasant to look upon. In the centre of each cluster of fields standsa white farm-house with its shade trees, its huge barns and surroundingorchards. Here and there, where we can trace the white threads of roadscrossing, will be seen a group of such houses and the steeple of a wider intervals, a village with compact masses of brick, and thesmoke of factories to distinguish it. Waynesb
. To the Shenandoah and beyond: the chronicle of a leisurely journey through the uplands of Virginia and Tennessee, sketching their scenery . raceful interference of groves, make an irregular mosaicvery pleasant to look upon. In the centre of each cluster of fields standsa white farm-house with its shade trees, its huge barns and surroundingorchards. Here and there, where we can trace the white threads of roadscrossing, will be seen a group of such houses and the steeple of a wider intervals, a village with compact masses of brick, and thesmoke of factories to distinguish it. Waynesboro, the largest of these,is close at hand, and its great factories for the making of agriculturalmachinery are in plain view. Hagerstown, twenty miles away, becomesa cluster of spires. The scene is one of agricultural thrift and prosperity,which it would be hard to parallel. Nowhere is there a bit of waste land,nowhere a mean farm or miserable shanty. Everywhere industry and cul-tivation and general content. No worse shadows lie upon it than those thedrifting clouds throw picturesquely down, and the winds as quickly snatch awav. , . ^. 16 THE WESTERN MARYLAND RAILWAY. The Fast Mail.—Baily wants to go a-fishing.—Rushing through a Farmers Para-dise.—Pretty Girl at Westminster.—Prue is Shoclced.—Another PrettyGirl.—Mountains in Line of Battle.—Trout-brooks and ArtistsForegrounds.—Enthusiasm Justified. Baily telegraphed me that he would be back on a train passingPen-Mar in the early evening, and we resolved to go forward at thesame hour. The poor fellow was aghast when he saw us at the station ;but I pointed out to him that there was need to make haste, as it reallywas of no importance to the world that he should stop at the big hotelor dance with some pretty girl at the picnic grounds. So he lugged hisvalise back into the car, and we sped away down the hill toward Hagers-tovvn. Now, said Prue, kindly wishing to comfort him, Ive no doubtyou had a charming tri
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