. Down east latch strings; or Seashore, lakes and mountains by the Boston & Maine railroad. Descriptive of the tourist region of New England . nd his friends were rolling swiftly on into the heaven of onrexpectation. Just beyond Rochester we entered the town of Farming-ton, a shoe-manufacturing village near the Blue hills, or Frost moun-tains, from the loftiest of which, we are told, the ocean, Monadnockand the White Mountains, are all visible. Do you remember? I ask my companion, the one great shoe-maker who belonged here half a century ago? Oh, yes, says Baily. Vice-president Henry Wilson; b
. Down east latch strings; or Seashore, lakes and mountains by the Boston & Maine railroad. Descriptive of the tourist region of New England . nd his friends were rolling swiftly on into the heaven of onrexpectation. Just beyond Rochester we entered the town of Farming-ton, a shoe-manufacturing village near the Blue hills, or Frost moun-tains, from the loftiest of which, we are told, the ocean, Monadnockand the White Mountains, are all visible. Do you remember? I ask my companion, the one great shoe-maker who belonged here half a century ago? Oh, yes, says Baily. Vice-president Henry Wilson; but itwas after he had earned money enough to get some education, and hadgone to Natick, Massachusetts, that he began to become famous. A low pyramid — in shape,—but far taller than any hill Ave haveyet seen, comes into view at intervals on the right, which we know tobe Copple Crown; certain rugged heights fire our eager interest on theleft, and presently we slow up at Alton Bay, on tlie southern extremityof Lake Winnipesaukee, — the pleasant water in a high place whichends the first stage of our vacation pilgrimage. 17 CHAPTER 1/IKE ffilNNIPESAUKEE. Till death the tide of thought may stem, Theres little chance of our forgetting,The highland lake, the water-gem With all its rugged mountain-setting. —Milnes. FLAVOR of the high lands and all the pleasurecountry in advance, was caught in the very nameof the handsome steamer awaiting us beside thewharf-station at Alton Bay, for it was the — the largest boat on the lake. Why its just like a river, Prue exclaimed,with a shade of disappointment in her tone, asshe looked down the narrow inlet leading to thelake, five miles was a highway for the French and Indian raiders, who came incanoes; and in the troublous old times a stockade and garrison wereplaced on one of its boldest headlands, still known as Fort it another promontory bears the name of Gerrish, and recalls theCocheco massac
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