The Granite monthly : a magazine of literature, history and state progress . ddle V/onolarc«t Fails. IS: IN THE CHOCORUA COUNTRY. hills, the grey cone of Choeoruapierces the sky, and often its tip islost in the whirls of cloud around darkens with the sratherinff cloudsor gloom. In a tempest it hides itsfury-wrapped head in mist. In sun-shine it shows cold and defiant, andpossesses the beholder with an insati-able desire for an alpine tramp. Twomiles away the Knowles road andpath starts up its steep sicte. A partof the stream that once turned Fow-lers mill flows out from its myriadsprings
The Granite monthly : a magazine of literature, history and state progress . ddle V/onolarc«t Fails. IS: IN THE CHOCORUA COUNTRY. hills, the grey cone of Choeoruapierces the sky, and often its tip islost in the whirls of cloud around darkens with the sratherinff cloudsor gloom. In a tempest it hides itsfury-wrapped head in mist. In sun-shine it shows cold and defiant, andpossesses the beholder with an insati-able desire for an alpine tramp. Twomiles away the Knowles road andpath starts up its steep sicte. A partof the stream that once turned Fow-lers mill flows out from its myriadsprings away to the right. with the writer, a few rears as;o. Thesting of the parting is not yet forgot-ten. Just beyond Wonolancet falls, onthe main road, is Birch Interval andthe Wonolancet farm and cottages,where summer visitors drink deep ofthe nectars of natures bountiful hand,and enjoy Miss Sleepers big openfireplace, and broad porch. MountWonolancet rises just behind thehouse, an out post of the greaterPassaconaway that towers up fartherback among the wilderness of mouu-. *3fcfe*& i. E£Su£&&2 Choeorua La*e and Mountain. & £& ....?. I .,,.., ikii^; ».J«. i:..:;-LA The other half has come away fromthe left. Behind Marstons hill itflows. Here, a half mile from themain road, in the depth of a valley,was once Lockes Mill. Its ruins areeven more complete than those ofFowlers. The stream just at thispoint rushes over some steep ledgesin a series of beautiful cascades. Theold pasture and wood lot was oncefamous for blackberries and the former delicacies are muchdevastated now by the many the little yellow jackets kept theirlast engagement for the season, there, tains, the highest of the Sandwichrange. A mile or two beyond here,up in the valley between the hills,was for several years the site ofan extensive lumber industry. Itbrought many laborers and woodchoppers together, and there grewup, almost in a night, a shanty settle-ment, with matched board h
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