Arlington High School - Indian Yearbook (Arlington, MA)

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lO ARLIN GTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION. longer, I decided that the best thing and the only thing for me to do was to re- pair as rapidly as possible to my state- room; which I did with all haste. And there I remained all the rest of the after- noon, nor did I essay to get upon my feet till, the next morning, I found my- self moored at Ha! Ha! Bay, far from the tumultuous waters of the St. Lawrence, on the smooth surface of the Saguenay. W’e had made the excursion to Ha! Ha! Bay by night, but our return trip was to be by daylight so that none of the grand scenery of the far-famed Saguenay should be lost to our eyes. The Saguenay is unquestionably the wildest, the most majestic, the most grandly-picturescjue of all American rivers. Our excursion of sixty miles from Ha! Ha! Bay to the mouth of this noble stream was one constant succes- sion of the most sublime, the most won- derful. the most awe-inspiring scenes which I have ever beheld. The black- waters of the river in many places have never been fathomed. The frowning cliffs which rise directly from the water’s edge extend far down into the depths of the stream, an unknown distance. But there is one point on this stream without a parallel, which far surpasses any natural wonder which I have ever seen. Cape Trinity! Cape Trinity! ris- ing directly from the water’s edge, and towering almost perpendicularly eight- een hundred feet, into the air. Cape Trinity! A triple cliff of solid rock, with scarcely a tree or - rub growing any- where upon its naked walls. Cape Trin- ity! More wonderful than the geysers of the Yellowstone, more picturesque than the Highlands of the Hudson, more grand and awful than Niagara. Words cannot describe it. To appreciate the fu ll extent of its majesty, its grandeur, its sublimity, one must see it as I did, with its dark, stern brow frowning proud- ly from on high upon the steamer, which looked a mere toy in comparison. Opposite Cape Trinity is Cape Eter- nity, only less imposing than its unpar- alleled rival. The steamer, as it wound into a sort of recess between these two mighty headlands, uttered a piercing blast which echoed and re-echoed, rever- berating from mountain to mountain. Thus may the voice of God have sound- ed when it spake to the children of Israel, from Sinai. Leaving these huge monuments of na- ture, we resumed our sail, and towards noon arrived at Tadousac, situated just above the junction of the St. Lawrence and the Saguenay. This thinly settled town is interesting from an historic point of view; for here stood the first stone and mortar structure ever erected upon this continent, the home of Father Alar- quette, the e.xplorer of the Mississippi, Bidding farewell to Tadousac, after a return journey up the St, Lawrence of a day and a night, we re-arrived at Que- bec, the most historic town in Canada. Many of its points of interest may be seen to good alvantage from the river. The Plains of Abraham where Y’olfe scaled the rocky steep, and where both the French and English generals per- ished in battle, the spot where brave General Montgomery fell, the massive A. NJCAIOLS CO., Stationery and Periodicals. Base Bat Coo(ts, Con feet ion cry , .Soa a. Post Oj ioe Block.

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ARLINGTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION. 9 sight of the Plains of Abraham and the embattled walls of Quebec. But our stay in this historic spot we are obliged to defer till after our further journey down the St. Lawrence, and up the Sag- uenay. Shortly after leaving Quebec behind us. we behold upon our left the Falls of INIontmorency, with its crystal waters sparkling in the morning sunshine. These beautiful falls, leaping over a ledge of solid rock, hurl a magnificent column of water with almost perpendic- ular descent far down to the base of a gigantic clif¥, two hundred and forty feet in height. Scarcely has this splendid cataract faded from our view, when we reach the southern end of the island of Orleans, which the bold explorer and navigator, Jaques Cartier, in 1535, chris- tened the “Isle of Bacchus.” So attrac- tive, indeed, is the appearance of thio island, that after a forty minutes’ sail along its shores, green with the verdure of summer, it is with feelings of deep regret that we bid them farewell and continue our voyage down the river. The .scenery now becomes, hour by hour, more wild and romantic. The ocean tides begin to be felt. The once placid surface of the rn-er has become rough with tumultuous waves, which in- crease in size and energy as we ])roceetl. Lofty mountains rise on either liand. The rocky pinnacles of Cape Tourment tow- ering two thousand feet into the air, come into view. For miles, not a hu- man habitation is seen, not .1 luit makes its appearance along the shore. Nature is here in her primitive state, robed in all her grandeur and sublimity. Moun- tain after mountain, peak after peak, rise up before us, each striving to outdo his neighbor, in height and majesty. ( 3 ne is filled with awe, and stands speechless with wonder before those stupendous cliffs, the grandest works of nature. About four o’clock in the afternoon we come to a landing at Murray Bay, a village most romantically situated amidst the wildest scenery. Frowning heights covered with dark pines and ev- ergreens tower up in the background. The village is a very fashionable sum- mer resort and contains two hotels and several private cottages. In making the journey from Murray Bay to Riviere du Loup, the steamer ploughs directly across the river through the roughest part of the St. Lawrence. The ship rises and falls on the huge bil- lows, which rage in blind fury and hurl themselves with tremendous force at the toiling vessel. To me, who had never had the de- lightful experience of being rocked in t he cradle of the deep, the sensations produced by the undulatory motion of the waves, were anything but agreeable. I was conscious of having a swelled head, which most certainly did not result from pride, for I never felt more utterly in- significant than at that moment. I took a promenade upon the deck, endeavor- ing to throw off my sea-sickness; but I felt, I imagine, somewhat like a peg-top, when, as the boys say, it is just going to “die out.” Fearing I should sprawl most ungracefully upon the deck, if I continued my perambulations much PLEASANT STREET MARKET. Frank P. Winn, Prop. Dealer in.... Beef, Pork, Mutton, Lamb, Poultry, Vegetables and Canned Goods. FISH OF ALL KINDS. Headquarters for Ginger Ale and Hainpden Cream. Fruit in their season, also Game.

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ARLINGTON HIGH SCHOOL CLARION. 1 1 battlements built as a means of defence by the early French settlers, and the king’s bastion, whence, every morning and evening, a signal gun is fired, are all noteworthy objects, which may be easi- ly discerned from the steamer’s deck. Our hotel, during our sojourn at Que- bec, was the elegantly-appointed Cha- teau Frontenac, occupying a command- ing situation on Dufferin Terrace, perched high above the St. Lawrence. The prospect from the terrace, both up and down the river, is magnificent. In- deed, there are few water-views in the world which surpass it. Our stay at Quebec was rather a quiet one. After our long round of sightsee- ing, a day of rest was very acceptable. The majority of the places of interest, as I have already remarked, are close at hand, and can be seen with very little effort. The governor’s garden, wherein is located the joint monument to Mont- calm and Wolfe, is only a few minutes’ walk from the hotel, and we could easily appr opriate the settees in the garden to our use, and gaze, rapt in historical retrospect, upon the massive shaft reared in honor of the two heroes of the French and Indian War. The remainder of our time in the old French city we spent quietly at the hotel, or promenading on Dufferin Terrace, and gazing in admiration at the mag- nificent landscape spread out before us, a scene which I shall not soon forget. Leaving Quebec the evening follow- ing our arrival, we took the night steam- er to Montreal, whence, the next morn ing, we started for home, bidding fare- well to the lordly St. Lawrence, one of the grandest and most interesting of all American rivers. John G. Brackett, ’97. SCHOOL LOCALS. “ A little nonsense now and then is relished by the best of men.” “Blooming” is sometimes a synonym for “vigorous,” b ut isn’t it a little like slang to talk about “blooming dogs.” Pupil (confounding victum “con- quered” with victum “sustenance”) — “L’nhappy conquered one, namely, ber- ries and cornel cherries.” They used to do queer things about 1,000 years before Christ. Here is a cpiotation from Homer as one of our fair maids reads it: “And his Thracian com- S. Stickney cC ' Co., Plumbing and Heating, S ' iUun s J Iol ' v Mass. JV. O. MEN CHIN, Carriage Maker d Painter, Carriage Fainting a Specialty, y.ibjing cf ail kinds promptly attended to. 415 Mass. Avc.. Arlington. ]tanions advanced with their hair done up on the top of their heads.” Did one of the young ladies forget her sex when she said “Je suis Americain?” It mu.st have been an awful battlefield which “resounded with the groans of dead men.” Scholar (translating) — “And I will place a mist before your eyes which was there Ijefore.” Fred A. Smith, Dealer in Watches, Clocks, Jewelry, Silverware, Spectacles. Skillfnl Watch, Clock and Jewelry Repairing. J ' inanre Phrt Mass. Ave. Walter K. Hutchinson, FANCY GROCERIES AND PROVISIONS, ALSO FARM PRODUCTS, POULTRY, CAME, ETC. j Mass. Ave., Arlington Centre, Telephone connection.