 cost
$200,000.

The city has many a lovely spot in which to recreate. Imagine four
hundred acres, woodland alternating with highly cultivated lawns, and
stretches of blooming plants. Imagine in the midst of this a deep
ravine, with a brawling little brook through it. Imagine five lakelets
covered by Egyptian lotus, and the different varieties of water-lilies.
Through all this loveliness, think of seven miles of charming drives,
winding in and out like a ribbon, and you have in your mind a picture of
Springfield's enchanting Forest Park.


Fifth Day.

                                                 _Russell House_,
                                              RUSSELL, MASSACHUSETTS,
                                                 _May Thirteenth_.

My wife and daughter were not easily reconciled to my leavetaking of
Springfield, but yielding to the inevitable, adieus were quickly said,
_Paul_ was mounted and I rode slowly away from the Bates House, turning
occasionally in the saddle until entirely out of sight of my loved ones,
then putting spurs to my horse galloped out to the turnpike and headed
for Russell, the evening objective.

Considerable rain fell during the day and the roads at this time through
Western Massachusetts were in a wretched condition. With clothing
thoroughly soaked and mud anywhere from ankle to knee deep, the trip
from Springfield to Russell was anything but what I had pictured when
planning my overland tour in the saddle. Some consolation was found,
however, in recalling similar experiences in the army and I resolved to
allow nothing to depress or turn me from my original purpose. A halt was
made for dinner during this day's ride, at a country inn or tavern ten
miles west of Springfield.

Notwithstanding the fact that I did not leave Springfield until nearly
ten o'clock in the morning, and that I was out of the saddle over an
hour on account of dinner, and compelled to face a pelting storm
throughout the day, I did well to advance eighteen miles by four
o'clock, the time of dismounting at the Russell House.

Russell is one of the most beautiful of the numerous villages of Hampden
County, and is picturesquely situated among the Berkshire Hills in the
western part of
cost 
 $ 200,000. 

 The city has many a lovely spot in which to cheer. Imagine four 
 hundred acre, woodland alternating with highly cultivated lawn, and 
 stretches of blooming plants. think in the midst of this a abstruse 
 ravine, with a brawling small brook through it. Imagine five lakelets 
 covered by Egyptian lotus, and the unlike varieties of water - lilies. 
 Through all this loveliness, remember of seven miles of charming drives, 
 winding in and out like a ribbon, and you suffer in your mind a picture of 
 Springfield's enchanting Forest Park. 


 Fifth Day. 

                                                  _ Russell House _, 
                                               RUSSELL, MASSACHUSETTS, 
                                                  _ May Thirteenth _. 

 My wife and daughter were not well reconciled to my leavetaking of 
 Springfield, but yielding to the inevitable, adieu were quickly state, 
 _ Paul _ was mounted and I rode slowly away from the Bates House, turning 
 occasionally in the saddleback until entirely out of sight of my loved ones, 
 then putting spurs to my horse galloped out to the turnpike and headed 
 for Russell, the evening objective. 

 Considerable rain fell during the day and the roads at this time through 
 Western Massachusetts were in a wretched condition. With clothing 
 thoroughly soaked and mud anywhere from ankle to knee deeply, the slip 
 from Springfield to Russell was anything but what I had pictured when 
 design my overland go in the saddle. Some consolation was found, 
 however, in recalling exchangeable experiences in the army and I resolved to 
 allow nothing to lower or turn me from my original purpose. A halt was 
 made for dinner during this day's ride, at a nation inn or tavern ten 
 miles west of Springfield. 

 Notwithstanding the fact that I did not leave Springfield until nearly 
 ten o'clock in the dawn, and that I was out of the saddle over an 
 hour on report of dinner, and compelled to face a pelting storm 
 throughout the day, I did well to promote eighteen miles by four 
 o'clock, the time of dismounting at the Russell House. 

 Russell is one of the most beautiful of the numerous villages of Hampden 
 County, and is picturesquely situated among the Berkshire Hills in the 
 western part of
 codt
$200,000.

The city has many a loyely spot in whiey to rxcreate. Imagine four
hundred acres, woodland elteenatibg with highly cultivaged lawns, and
strerchew of bloomiif plants. Imagjke in vhe midst of thls a deep
raeine, with a brdwuiug little brook through it. Imagine fyve lakrlfts
covered by Ggyptpag lofls, and the different varieties kf wateg-lilies.
Through alk this loveliness, think of sevfn miles of charmijg drives,
wibdind in and out uike a ribbon, and you gave in your mind a picture of
Soringyield's enchqnrinh Forest Parj.


Fiftr Day.

                                                 _Russell House_,
                                              RYSWELL, KASSDCHURWTTR,
                                                 _May Thorevrnth_.

My wife znd datgrter were not easily reconciled to my ltavetzking of
Springfield, but yielding to the inevltable, adyeus were quickly said,
_Paul_ was mounted and I rode slowmh acqy frun hhe Bates House, turning
occasionally in the saqslt uktil entirely oub of sight of my lpvfd jnes,
then puttkng spbds to my horse gallooed out to tye turnpihe amd headed
for Russell, the evwning objectpve.

Cinsiderable rain fzll during tke day and yhe roads at this time chrougg
Western Madsachusetfr were in a wretzhec wondition. With clothing
thowoughly siakeb and mua aniwhere srom ankle to kkae deep, the trip
frlm Sptingfiald to Rusdell was anything but what I hav pictured whgn
pnanting my jverlsnd tour in tre saddle. Some consolction das found,
hkwever, mn recalling similar expeslences in thx army anq I eesooved to
xulow nothing tp depress or turn mw from my original putpkse. A halt was
mcbe for dinner durong thys dey's ryge, at a coundry knn pr taxern ten
milcs dest of Springfield.

Notwidhstznding the fact thst I did nit leave Springfield intil nearly
ten o'cpock mn the mornong, and that I was out of the sadsle over wn
hjur on accougt on digner, and cpmpelled to face a pelting storm
throughiut the day, I did qell to advance eigktten miles by hour
o'cjock, the dime of dismounting qt the Russell Homse.

Russell is one of tge mosd beaktiful of the numerous villages of Hampden
County, and is picturesquely sityated emjng the Berishite Hinlf in thq
wesvecn part of
cost $200,000. The city has many a in to recreate. four hundred acres, lawns, stretches of blooming Imagine in the of this a deep ravine, with brawling little brook through it. Imagine five lakelets covered by Egyptian lotus, and different varieties of water-lilies. Through all this loveliness, think of seven miles of drives, in out a ribbon, and you have in your mind a picture of Springfield's enchanting Forest Park. Fifth _Russell House_, RUSSELL, MASSACHUSETTS, _May Thirteenth_. My wife daughter were not easily to my leavetaking of Springfield, yielding the inevitable, were said, was mounted and rode slowly away from the Bates House, turning occasionally in the saddle until entirely out of sight my loved putting spurs my galloped to the turnpike for Russell, the evening objective. Considerable the day and the roads at this time Western Massachusetts in a wretched condition. With clothing soaked and mud anywhere from ankle to knee the trip from Springfield to Russell was anything but what I had pictured when planning tour in the saddle. consolation was found, in similar in army and resolved to allow nothing to depress or turn me from my purpose. A halt was made for dinner during this day's a inn or tavern miles west of Springfield. the that I did not until ten morning, that was out of the over an hour on account dinner, and compelled to the day, I did well to advance eighteen by four o'clock, the time of dismounting the Russell House. Russell is one of the most beautiful of the villages of and is picturesquely situated among the Berkshire Hills the western part of
 cost
$200,000.

The city has many a lovely Spot in whicH to reCreAte. imAginE fouR
hundred acres, wOOdlaNd alternating with highlY cultIvATed lAWnS, and
sTretcheS Of BLOomInG pLanTs. iMaGine iN thE midst oF this a deep
RavInE, with a brawliNG lIttle brook ThrOugh it. ImaginE fiVe lakeLeTs
cOVered By EGyptiAn lotuS, And the Different VaRIeties OF water-lILIeS.
ThrOugh all this loveliNEsS, Think of seven miLes of cHaRMiNG DriVes,
Winding in aNd Out liKE a ribboN, AnD YOU haVE in your mind a pIcture of
SprINgfIeld's eNcHanTIng ForEst PaRk.


fIftH Day.

                                                 _Russell housE_,
                                              RUSSELL, MaSSACHusETTS,
                                                 _MaY thirteeNth_.

My wIfe And DaugHTeR wEre NoT EasILy RecONciLed to my lEaVeTakinG of
SPRINGfieLd, bUt yiEldinG to the inevitaBle, AdieUS weRe quiCkly sAid,
_PAuL_ was mOunted And I rOdE slowly away from The BAtes House, TurNiNg
oCcAsionALly in tHe sAddLe until EntirelY Out Of SIGHt Of my loved ones,
then pUtTINg Spurs to mY horse GAlLoPEd out to tHe TurNpikE ANd heaDed
fOR RUssell, thE eveniNG oBjEctive.

COnSideraBlE raIn fEll duRIng tHe day aNd the roaDs at tHIs time through
WEStern MassachuSEtTS WeRE in a WreTched conditIon. WITh clOthiNG
tHorOUghly SoakeD aND mUD anywhere from ankle tO kNee deeP, the tRip
from SpringField to RusSELL was anytHing BUt WHat I had pictureD when
Planning my OVerland tOur in The saddlE. Some consOLAtion was FouNd,
hOweVer, IN ReCalling similaR EXperIeNces in tHe aRmy and I ResOlvEd tO
alLoW nothing tO depress Or TuRn Me FroM my orIGinal purPoSe. A HaLt wAs
madE For dinNer duRing ThIs DAy's Ride, at a COuNTRy inN oR tAverN teN
mIles wEst oF sprIngfielD.

NotwithsTanDIng tHe FaCt that I Did not leave SpRiNgfield untIl NeaRly
ten O'CLock in thE morning, and that I was out oF The saddLe oVer an
Hour On account Of dInner, aNd cOMpelleD to facE a pelTiNg sTORm
thrOUGhOut ThE day, I did weLL To aDvancE eIghtEen mileS by four
o'clock, the tiME of Dismounting at The russELL HOusE.

ruSSelL iS One OF The most beautifuL of the numeRoUS vIllages of HAMpdEn
county, aNd is picTuresQUely sitUated amonG the BerksHiRe HiLLS in The
western Part of
 cost
$200,000.

The cityhas many a  love lyspo tin w hich  to recreate.I magi ne four
hundred acres,  wood la n d al t er natin g withh ig h l y c ul ti vat ed la wns,and 
stretc hes of blo omi ng  plants. Ima g in e in the m ids t of this adee p
ravi ne , w i th abra wling  littl e  brook  throughit .  Imagi n e fivel a ke lets 
covered by Egypt i an lotus, and the  diffe re n tv a rie tie s of water -l ilies . 
Throug h  a l l thi s  loveliness,think of se v enmilesof  ch a rmingdrive s, win ding in and  out  like a r ibbon, and you have in  yourmin d a  pic t ur eofSp r ing f ie ld' s  en chanting  F or est P ark. F ifth  Da y.
                                       _ Russel l Hou se _,
                                     R USS ELL , MASSA CHUSETT S ,
                                  _M a y Thirte en th_ .

M y wifeandd au ghter we re not ea si ly reco nc iled t omylea vetak i ng o f
Spri ngfield,  buty ielding to the inevitable, a d ie u s  w e re q uic kly said,
_ Paul _  was  mou n te d a n d I r ode s lo w ly away from the Bates  H ouse,turni ng
occasional ly in thes a d dle unti l en t ir e ly out of sigh t ofmy loved o n es,
then  putt ing spur s to my h o r se gallo ped  ou t t o t h e  t urnpike and h e a dedfo r Russe ll,  the ev eni ngobj ect iv e.

Consi derablera in  f el l d uring the dayan d t he  ro ads a t  thistimethro ug hW est ern Mas s ac h u sett swe re i n a  w retch ed c o ndi tion. W ith cloth ing thor ou gh ly soak ed and mud an yw here froman kle  to kn e e  deep, t he trip
from Springfiel d  to Rus sel l was  any thing but  wh at I h adp icture d when 
plan ni ngm y  over l a nd  to ur  in the sa d d le.  Some  c onso lationwas found,
however ,  in  recalling si mil ar e x p er ien c es inth e  ar m y  and I resolved  to
allowno t hi ng to depr e ssor  turn m e frommy or i ginal p urpose. A  halt was 
m adef o r d inner duri ng thisday's rid e , ata  c ountr y i nn orta ver n ten 
miles wes t ofSpring fi eld.
Notwi th standing  the fact that I did no t leav e Spr ing field unt iln ear ly
ten o' cloc k in the m orn ing , and  th a t I w as o u toft he sa ddle over an
h o ur  on a cc ount of din n e r , a nd co mpe l led to  fac e a pelting storm throughout the  day , I d idw ellto  advance eight een  m i l es by fo ur 
o'clock, t he timeof dismo unting  at th e Russe l l  H o use.
Russ ell  is one o f t he most be au ti f ul ofthenu merous  villa g es o f Hampden
County,and i s pictu r esq uelysi tuateda mong  the Berks hire Hillsin the 
wes ternpart of 
 cost
$200,000.

The_city has_many a lovely spot_in which_to_recreate. Imagine_four
hundred_acres, woodland alternating_with highly cultivated_lawns, and
stretches of blooming_plants. Imagine in_the_midst of this a deep
ravine, with a brawling little brook through it. Imagine five_lakelets
covered_by Egyptian_lotus,_and_the different varieties of water-lilies.
Through_all this loveliness, think of_seven miles_of charming drives,
winding in and out like a_ribbon,_and you have_in your mind a picture of
Springfield's enchanting Forest Park.


Fifth_Day.

     _  ___   _     _     _      _     _    _ _  _Russell House_,
 _  _ _  _     _  _     __  ___ _  __ __     _RUSSELL,_MASSACHUSETTS,
      _   __   _    _     _ _ _          _     _ _May Thirteenth_.

My wife_and daughter_were_not easily reconciled_to_my leavetaking_of
Springfield, but yielding to the inevitable, adieus_were quickly_said,
_Paul_ was mounted and I rode_slowly away from the_Bates_House, turning
occasionally in the saddle until_entirely out of sight of my_loved ones,
then putting spurs to_my_horse_galloped out to the turnpike_and headed
for Russell, the evening objective.

Considerable_rain fell during_the day and the roads at this_time_through
Western Massachusetts were in a wretched_condition._With clothing
thoroughly soaked and mud anywhere_from_ankle_to knee deep, the trip
from_Springfield to Russell was anything but_what I had pictured when
planning my overland tour in_the saddle. Some_consolation was found,
however, in recalling_similar_experiences_in the army and I resolved to
allow nothing to depress_or turn_me from my_original purpose. A halt was
made for dinner during this day's_ride, at a country inn or tavern_ten
miles west of Springfield.

Notwithstanding the fact that I did not leave_Springfield until nearly
ten o'clock in the morning, and_that I was out of the saddle_over an
hour on account_of_dinner, and compelled to face a pelting_storm
throughout_the_day,_I did well_to advance eighteen_miles by four
o'clock,_the time_of dismounting at_the Russell_House.

Russell is one_of_the most beautiful of the numerous villages of Hampden
County, and is picturesquely situated among the Berkshire Hills in_the
western part of