Good Words from A Stranger

      From a genial letter just received from Mrs. Mary A. Stranger who formed many pleasant friendships with the Petoskey people in the summer of 1884 we extract as follows.

      I do not wish to be without the Record.   It comes as an old friend, a comfortable companion at the breakfast table, or at the corner of the sofa, reminding me of green hills, and sparkling water, never stirring up the darker depths of men’s hearts as the Detroit Evening News knows so well how to do.  It is a paper that leaves a smooth record in its path, that we mortals so much need who are searching for the “light ne’er found on land or sea.”

      I am glad the ladies library is progressing so finely, but do not see much more about the Chatauqua Circle.  I shall always feel an interest in Petoskey, and love the place– I suppose in phrenological parlance, I have locality largely developed, but that is not the only reason.  It reminds me of another town in another land, only there hills are decked with mansions built of pink marble, and the streets paved with the same.  What must have “William of Orange” thought as he landed on the strand?  But the wide expanse of blue water counteracts the red halo, and the refreshing breezes of old ocean, makes the beautiful town of  Torquay in “West Essex” worth a year of our lives to pass a summer’s holiday in.  But I must not forget to add that it is a “winter resort” and at this time they have rhododendrons and laurestinas blossoming on the hill, and in the valleys beside the streams, over which run rustic bridges leading to artificial wildernesses.

                     Yours respectfully,

                                    Mary A. Stranger.

    PETOSKEY RECORD.

                J.C. BONTECOU, Editor

        WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 5, 1885.