[With recently added photos of the items mentioned]
"All the small streams north of the city were bank full Saturday as
yesterday as a reality of the rains.
Like the bad weather, automobiles were numerous on the streets
yesterday. And a 15 minute period picked at random during the afternoon 13
motor cars passed a given point on Campbell St.
The red man's street fair or circus at the fairgrounds drew
the usual Sunday crowd of curious spectators.
A great many people wondered why the post office was
decorated so profusely yesterday the building was in patriotic holiday garb
from bottom up all on account of Mother's Day postmasters all over the country
having been advised by the postmaster general to fling out the old glory in
honor of the owner of “ the hand that rocks the cradle”.
It was noted that the young folks and older ones as well who
enjoy a walk on Sunday afternoon, took occasion to profit by the vagaries the
hide and seek weather of the past two days and carry umbrellas with them
yesterday.
Down Maynard street just now, between 3rd and 4th streets, you suddenly draw a most delightful smell when you reach vine street, in fact before there it comes from the upper end of Ways garden there stands a large tree, filled with white blossoms and throwing off a fragrance which is so sweet that you want to stand there for a long time so as not to lose any. There is another of these trees in front of s home at 4th and center streets, and hundreds of people have sniffed delightedly as they got the odor. Mr. Bubb had two of these trees but one was blown down in a heavy storm last summer.
Speaking of Ways Garden it seems too bad that there is not some sort of protection to keep small boys tearing off limbs of the lilac and other bushes. The splendid Magnolia tree, now and full bloom, has been almost ruined by vicious boys who climbed it and then tore off big bunches in order to carry away a few flowers which they dared not take home. Yesterday the lilac bushes were just getting ready to bloom and the boys were jealously waiting for a chance to get at them.
Down at the jail yesterday the prisoners were at their grated windows on
the 2nd tier, sticking their arms out through the bars and probably wishing
they were outside. A handsome male Robin full size and red breasted, sat
astride the walls and burst into one of his wonderful love songs, “te wheet, te
wheet, te wheet.” The sound could be plainly heard in The Gazette and bulletin
office so loudly did this bird Carol, and the prisoners eyed it wistfully and
craned their neck to see it. Perhaps robin read breast what cheer them up.
Down on the jail yard wall the Ivy vines, planted 2 years ago through the efforts of Dietrick Lamade, manager of the grit, and replanted last year, are growing beautifully and give promise in a year or two to cover the entire wall. Already they are sending out smaller shoots. It will be recalled that the vines were planted 2 years ago. The first summer they did not grow well as they did not have the right soil. Then last year they were replanted and given proper attention and regular care by one of the “trusties” jail their present condition shows their appreciation of the treatment.
The past few days of heavy rain have swollen the river. Those who own canoes below the dam were around yesterday looking at their boat houses, all but 1/2 under water and in cases where canoes had already been placed for the season, desperate sights. Down the river came logs, boards and debris of all kinds, while the current ran like a mill race. Boats and canoes were visible on the stream, while a number of young men took advantage of the high water to take a swift trip to Milton. The run can be made in three or four hours with this stage of water.
There is every prospect that someday South Williamsport will have a beauty spot just back of the air Dome on the South side of the bridge. This used to be a great swamp but the borough has taken it over for a dump and is filling it in. Strip has already been reclaimed and is, presenting a fine appearance, while the dumping is going on rapidly and the land which remains will be rapidly filled.
South Williamsport has an opportunity to serve the entire
population of the borough of Williamsport as well as its riverfront. Nothing
would be finer than a park along the north side of the river, a park such as
this city's made out of their riverfront. But if the cost of the park
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great the borough could still serve many
by laying out a neat path on the north side and making a wider path out of it
comma so that the people could walk on the riverside and enjoy the view period
many took the walk yesterday but had to stay on the South Rd. losing half of
the beauty of the view.
The woods were never prettier than they are just now. Colors
of variegated hues touch up the trees and the greens of the Pines contrast with
the Dogwood blossoms and the leaves of the trees, making lovely shading effects.
And in the woods there is the smell of spring, the smell which seems to drive
away thoughts of care and worry and make everyone feel good. While the rain
kept some away from the woods yesterday there were other who other and trips
and enjoyed them.
Just now there are a few flowers blooming. This week seems
to find only small flowers, the violet and similar species save the dogwood.
The arbutus is practically gone and the Mayflower, or wild honeysuckle, as it
is more commonly known, and the Mandrake have not yet come into their own. They
will be here within a week or 10 days and their fragrance will make an entirely
different odor in the woods. The hill South of the city have a wonderful
profusion of flowers especially the honeysuckle, and our pink with these and
also covered with Laura which will soon add its color to the hills.
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