day before
would accept nothing for his trouble, and was, as most farmers
are, exceedingly kind. It is embarrassing to call upon strangers
for assistance which means work and inconvenience for them, and
then have them positively decline all compensation.

The ride into Worcester was a fast one over good gravel and
macadam.

Immediately after luncheon we started for Boston. Every foot of
the road in from Worcester is good hard gravel and the ride is
most delightful. As it was a holiday and the highway was
comparatively free of traffic, we travelled along faster than
usual.

It was our intention to follow the main road through Shrewsbury,
Southborough, Framingham, and Wellesley, but though man proposes,
in the suburbs of Boston Providence disposes. About Southborough
we lost our road, and were soon angling to the northeast through
the Sudburys. So far as the road itself was concerned the change
was for the better, for, while there would be stretches which were
not gravelled, the country was more interesting than along the
main highway.

The old "Worcester Turnpike" is Boyleston Street in Boston and
through Brookline to the Newtons, where it becomes plain Worcester
Street and bears that name westward through Wellesley and Natick.

The trolley line out of Worcester is through Shrewsbury and
Northborough to Marlborough, then a turn almost due south to
Southborough, then east to Framingham, southeast to South
Framingham, east through Natick to Wellesley, northeast through
Wellesley Hills to Newton, then direct through Brookline into
Boston.

The road, it will be noted, is far from straight, and it is at the
numerous forks and turns one is apt to go astray unless constant
inquiries are made.

At Marlborough we kept on to the east towards Waltham instead of
turning to the south for Southborough. It is but a few miles out
of the way from Marlborough to Concord and into Boston by way of
Lexington; or, if the road through Wellesley and Newton is
followed, it is worth while to turn from Wellesley Hills to
Norembega Park for the sake of stopping a few moments on the spot
where Norembega Tower confidently proclaims the discovery of
America and the founding of a fortified place by the Norsemen
nearly five hundred years before Columbus sailed out of the harbor
of Palos.

Having wandered from the old turnpike, we thought we would go by
Concord and Lexington, but did not. The truth is the automobile is
altogether too fast