Chain o Lakes Auto Trip
Waupaca Post
TO CHAIN O LAKES
Auto Trip to That Pretty Resort and Waupaca Are Delightful
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Visiting
Waupaca and the charming resort, Chain o’ Lakes, is a new idea for Berlinites this season.
Autos for hire have made it easy to accomplish in one day of short
hours. The Dibler Stoddard-Dayton machine is the only
one advertised for hire and most Waupaca parties have taken it. There is none better in this city and no
safer or better driver than Edward C.
His machine is noiseless, powerful, swift as
safety will admit of and altogether his facilities for conveying parties to and
from
Tuesday,
Sept. 10, proved an ideal day for the trip.
It was cloudy, not too cool or too hot; the roads had had time to dry
out after the last rain and were very good.
Part of the way they were superb and at no place were they at all
bad. It was not the intention to make a
record for speed. An easy ride at safe
speed was what we wanted. Departing at
Our old friend and former townsman, Capt. A.G. Dinsmore, Commissary of the Home, was found and kindly showed us about the grounds. The Home is improving every season and as one veteran who came there a couple of years ago said he never knew how near heaven a man could get and yet stay on earth till he became an inmate of the state home for veterans. It is an ideal place. The trees and shrubbery are reaching proportions that make the place shady, handsome, finished by nature, and in all respects the institution seems to be ideal. Capt. Dinsmore urged us to stay and spend the night promising to find shelter and rations for our party but it was impossible to accept his invitation.
Another old Berlinite, “Jim” Carter, was out of town, but we called at the grocery and restaurant of J.H. Carter & Son, just outside the grounds, opposite the electric car station, ad found them doing well and very comfortably situated.
Proceeding to Waupaca we spent forty-five minutes in this handsome little city, calling on the print shops, on Dr. Olson, and strolling about the streets. Erle Whipple was met just as he drove up from the depot with a bus load of passengers. He is conducting a livery and bus stable and doing a nice business. Our old friend Holmes, of The Republican, was seen. He is the veteran editor of the own and has, in the past quarter of a century, done much for Waupaca by persistent advocacy of improvements.
Waupaca
is a fresh, clean, up to date city, pretty as a picture, with elegant homes and
business places, wide, smooth streets, a handsome court house, many small
factories, the biggest potato marketing the state, all the pubic utilities
needed and altogether is most charming city to live in. Her new railroad, built by the push and
enterprise of her own citizens, will open for business in October or early
November, furnishing another outlet, via the
The auto trip demonstrated that horses are getting used to autos, but the drivers are still afraid. Several times the steady old teams met did not show any signs of fear, but the drivers were promptly out and at the heads of their steeds to make sure that they did not act up. One old lady with gray hair and plain garb amused our party greatly. She was met in Waupaca on excellent road leading through the suburbs. The instant our auto hove in sight up went the old lady’s hand as a sign of warning. We promptly stopped dead and shut down the chu-chu, but the old lady and her nag were badly scared. Just as she drove past her hat blew off, but was held by a string so it only floated back of her on the breeze, which also toyed with her whitened tresses and as she passed us she suggested to our imagination a vision of old Barbara Fritchie, or a female Paul Revere.
The
return trip was begun at
After one of the inevitably fine suppers served by Fred Hawley and wife at their cozy Poy Sippi hostelry, we pulled out for home and made it in about forty-five minutes. The day had been a delightful one and our trip to Waupaca and the Chain o’ Lakes will always mark Sept. 10 in red on future calendars.
No
finer country can be found in