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in at the Rockland Hotel, more our speed. We had supper in the town's hot spot, lobster, etc. and in the evening, we took a ride in the car.
Maranacook, Me.,
Friday, July 7, 1939.
We discovered this morning that the Rockland is American Plan too but fortunately we only had to pay for an breakfast. We located Mr. Cornius [[?]], the Gen'l. Agt. here and he took us all over his territory. They use a road engine for a switcher and there is a long pull of 3 1/2 miles from the wharf up hill to the Lawrence Cement Co. which simply throws it out for our small units. As we walked around, it grew hotter by the minute too. So we thanked Mr. Cornius, an obliging pleasant old chap about ready to retire, and started for Brunswick, our next spot to check.
[[new paragraph]]I had thought of weekending at Rockland but the Samoset fiasco made me abandon that. So we had the bright idea of hitting Augusta next, and then Neil could drop me off at Sam Patterson's Tallwood Inn en route to Boston where he is weekending, his wife having presented him with a new boy last Monday, their fifth child. We contacted Mr. Fuller, Gen'l. Agt. at Augusta, a Sidney Withington like gentleman and very nice, about 2:30 PM. It was then up around 100 [[degree symbol]]F in the shade, so after discussing the job and seeing it was an all day job to check, we declared a holiday for the rest of the day, making a date for Monday morning and left for Boston and Maranacook. Neil dropped me in a half hour at Sam Patterson's doorstep, and was then on his way home. 
[[new paragraph]]Tallwood is a beautiful spot on a peninsula in Lake Maranacook and surrounded by tall pines, about 1200 of them in all. The main hotel is old fashioned but