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In keeping with Rhe’s interest in old houses and unusual architecture, today I am introducing you to the James G. Blaine house.                                                        Facade of Blaine House The Blaine House is the official residence of the Governor of Maine and his or her family, across the street from the Maine State House in Augusta. The house was built in 1833 by James Hall, a retired sea captain. James G. Blaine, at that time Speaker of the Maine House of Representative, purchased it in 1862 as a present for his wife, Harriet Stanwood, daughter of a prominent Augusta family. Although born in Pennsylvania, James G. Blaine was one of Maine’s most illustrious political leaders. He was Speaker of the House in the U.S. Congress, then a US Senator and, on two later occasions, served as our country’s Secretary of State. In 1884,he lost the presidency by less than 2000 votes, when he failed to carry the state of New York by that small margin. The house was built in the Federalist style, an American architectural genre that differs from the previously favored Georgian colonial style by having a smoother facade and plain surfaces with isolated in panels, tablets and friezes. Blaine substantially enlarged the building, constructing an addition at the rear that was a near replica of the original structure, and removing interior walls to create a large entertainment space. Unfortunately the house’s original motif was changed in 1872 to Victorian and Italianate, and again, in 1919, to a semi-Colonial structure under the direction of noted Maine architect, John Calvin Stevens. The grounds of the house were landscaped by the famous Olmstead firm. During World War I the house was used by Maine’s Committee for Public Safety. It was presented to the State by Blaine’s youngest daughter, Mrs. Harriet Blaine Beale, in memory of James Blaine’s grandson, Walker Blaine Beale, killed in action in World War I, and was established by the 1919 Legislature as the official residence of the Governor of Maine. Blaine House was declared a National Historic Landmark in 1964 for its association with James G. Blaine. 0 0

Good morning, everyone! This post is to remind you that LEGENDS OF WINDERMERE: SLEEPER IN THE WILDWOOD FUGUE by Charles E. Yallowiz is now live on Kindle and available for voracious reading. A short synopsis: The final champion stirs and reaches out to any who can hear her voice. Yet all who heed her call will disappear into the misty fugue. Awakening their new ally is only the beginning as Luke, Nyx, and their friends head south to the desert city of Bor’daruk. Hunting for another temple once used to seal Baron Kernaghan, they are unaware that the game of destiny has changed. Out for blood and pain, Stephen is determined to make Luke wish he’d never set out to become a hero. By the time the sun sets on Bor’daruk, minds will be shattered and the champions’ lives will be changed forever. Intrigued? Download it! About the author: Charles Yallowitz was born and raised on Long Island, NY, but he has spent most of his life wandering his own imagination in a blissful haze. Occasionally, he returns from this world for the necessities such as food, showers, and Saturday morning cartoons. One day not so long ago, he returned from his imagination and decided he would share his stories with the world. After his wife decided she was tired of hearing the same stories repeatedly, she convinced him that it would make more sense to follow his dream of being a fantasy author. So, locked within the house and under orders to shut up and get to work, Charles brings you Legends of Windermere. He looks forward to sharing all of his stories with you, and his wife is happy he finally has someone else to play with. Today is Charles’ birthday! I don’t know about you, but birthdays in my family are always special days. Here are his contacts, so you can wish him a HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CHARLES! Blog: Legends of Windemere Twitter: @cyallowitz Facebook: Charles Yallowitz Website: www.charleseyallowitz.com There are several previous volumes of the Legends of Windermere that I know you will also enjoy: BEGINNING OF A HERO PRODIGY OF RAINBOW TOWER ALLURE OF THE GYPSIES FAMILY OF THE TRI-RUNE THE COMPASS KEY CURSE OF THE DARK WIND One of the things I especially love about these books are their smashing covers, so please admire these: 0 0

An  ‘I’ was definitely hard to find and then I discovered the isacc H. Evans. Isaac H. Evans is another Maine Windjammer, currently serving the tourist trade, similar to the Grace Bailey. This two-masted schooner was built by George Vannaman in 1886 in Mauricetown, New Jersey and was first owned by a consortium. Vannaman Shipyard in Mauricetown, NJ, circa 1873 She eventually became the sole property of Harrison Sheppard. Originally named the Boyd N. Sheppard, she is the oldest of a small number of surviving oyster schooners. Sheppard worked the oyster beds of Delaware Bay, using her to ship his product to New York City. In 1909 she was sold to the three sons of Isaac H. Evans in 1919, who renamed her after their father . She continued to work in the oyster trade until 1946, when her masts were removed and a motor installed. Use of this type of ship in the oystering industry declined in the years after World War II, and many of the existing schooners were either scrapped or laid up and left to rot. Isaac H. Evans was purchased by a couple from Rockland, Maine, and brought from New Jersey to the old Percy and Small Shipyard, which is now part of the Bath Maritime Museum, in 1971. By 1973 she was completely rebuilt to her original sailing configuration and adapted for her new use in the existing Maine windjammer fleet. She was declared a National Historic Landmark in 1992. Isaac H. Evans has a 99 foot long deck, is 20 feet wide at the beam, and draws only 6 feet when her centerboard is up, 13 when it is down. Her very shallow draft allows the boat to haunt the islands of the coast and visit its small harbors. She has two masts and a gaff rigged topsail, low sides and an elegant clipper bow. A trailing small power boat is used for auxiliary power to maneuver the vessel on and off the dock and when she is becalmed, similar to the Grace Bailey. The schooner’s framing is double-sawn oak and she has oak planking. Her complement of sails includes a mainsail, main topsail, foresail, staysail, and jib, and her hold has been fitted for passenger occupancy. Isaac H. Evans carries 22 vacationers on one to six-night sailing trips in Penobscot Bay with her sailing grounds ranging from Boothbay Harbor to Bar Harbor. Passengers help with the sails and other tasks, so they get the experience of a trip back in time.   0 0

Harriet Beecher Stowe and her husband, Calvin Ellis Stowe, lived in this house for a short while. The house is also remarkable for having been the home of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow when he was a student. Today it is owned by Bowdoin College and a National Historical Landmark.  You can find it on Federal Street in Brunswick, Maine. Brunswick was settled in 1628 and is considered to be the gateway community to the magnificent middle coast of Maine. Since Pequod is located fairly nearby, Rhe Brewster would probably pass through this historic town fairly regularly. The old architecture alone would be a great draw for her. The Greek Revival style home was built in 1806 for Franklin and Mary Chamberlin; he was an attorney and state politician. It was originally known as the Stonemore House and combines architectural details like the steep hip-roof and graceful exterior trim with bay windows and porches on each side. The house has a large interior of 4500 square feet, and the facade makes the house appear smaller than it actually is. The Stowes rented the house when Calvin Stow was hired as a professor at Bowdoin in 1850. Mrs. Stowe went to Brunswick ahead of him to set up the house, while he finished his teaching at the Lane Theological seminary in Cincinnati. She was six months pregnant at the time and arrived in May with the couple’s three oldest children, in the middle of a storm. Luckily the house had been prepared for their arrival. Mrs. Stowe missed her husband and wrote him that the house was a rattletrap that the wind shook, creating many noises – screeching, snapping, cracking and groaning. The last of their seven children, Charley Stowe, was born in the house on July 8, 1850. Rent for the home was $125, higher than expected, and Mrs. Stowe wrote for several magazines, including the New-York Evangelist and the National Era in Washington, D.C. to offset that expense. Her best-selling anti-slavery novel, Uncle Tom’s Cabin, was written in this house and was based on her experiences from visiting Kentucky and on her interviews with fugitive slaves. The book catapulted her to international celebrity. There is a story that Mrs. Stowe actually wrote the book in a rented room in a house on College Street, to get away from the noise of her children, but this has never been proven. The Stowes stayed in the Federal Street house for only two years, but Mrs. Stowe later remarked those two years were the healthiest and happiest of her life. At some point, the home was altered and became a restaurant and an inn, with a front desk and gift shop on the first floor and private rooms on the second floor. It was expanded several times to include an attached barn, several ells, and a 54-unit motel. The complex was purchased in 2001 for $1.3 million by Bowdoin College, which rehabilitated the motel for use as a student dormitory. The main house is not currently in use nor open to the public. 0 0

Rhe Brewster’s love of sailing would have undoubtedly led her to the Grace Bailey, which was known for many years as the Mattie. She is one of four surviving two-masted, wooden hulled schooners which once plied American waters. She was one of the first in a fleet of historical vessels offering cruises along the Maine coast – a Maine windjammer. Grace Bailey has an 80-foot deck and an overall length of 118 feet. Her rigging consists of a mainsail, foresail, and two headsails. She has no engines, normally sailing with a small boat tied astern and powered by an internal gasoline engine. Her wooden hull is framed and planked in oak, with pine decking. The decking was originally fastened with wooden tree nails, but these were replaced by galvanized ship spikes during restoration. Grace Bailey’s early deck plan included two cargo hatches between the masts and one between the mainmast and the after deckhouse. Below decks she is now outfitted with crew and passenger cabins. When Grace Bailey was built in 1882 in Patchogue, New York by famed Long Island boat builder Oliver Perry Smith, she was one of tens of thousands of coastal schooners that ran passengers and freight along the Atlantic coast. She was originally constructed to serve the needs of the Edwin Bailey and Sons Lumber Company by carrying lumber from southern ports to Patchogue. Because of Edwin Bailey’s high standards and his access to fine wood, only the best was used in the construction of the ship. Bailey named her after his daughter who was born in that year. Quick, sturdy and dependable, she later hauled everything from oysters to coal, pulpwood, boxwood, granite and salt cod between Patchogue, Fall River, New Haven, Providence, New York City, Baltimore, Norfolk, and even the West Indies. When she was rebuilt in 1906, she was renamed Mattie, after one of Bailey’s granddaughters, and under that name, she continued as a workhorse of coastal trade until 1939, the last twenty of those years on the Maine coastline. In 1939 she was chartered by Frank Swift, who had had the idea of using schooners for passenger excursions, since they had become financially unsuitable for coastal freight trade with the advent of roads and trucks. He purchased her outright the following year. After her second restoration in 1989-90, she was declared a National Historic Landmark in 1992 and renamed Grace Bailey. For the passengers, captain and crew who now enjoy a cruise on this old lady, there’s an emotion felt in the rise and fall of the deck and the shudder of the billowing sail – a feeling of being in the presence of history. 0 0

The Bay of Fundy lies along international borders, surrounded by Maine and the Canadian provinces of New Brunswick and Nova Scotia. It’s quite possible Rhe may have explored (or maybe will explore?) this bay in her boat, the Glass Trinket. But it is also a place for sailors to take care, because of the height of the tide and the tidal bore. The bay was also named Baie Française (French Bay) by explorer/cartographer Samuel de Champlain, during a 1604 expedition which resulted in a failed settlement attempt on St. Croix Island (see S), a small uninhabited island in Maine near the mouth of the Saint Croix River. The Bay of Fundy is known for having the highest vertical tidal ranges in the world, measuring 47.5 feet, with an upper limit of 53.5 feet, in Minas Basin, Nova Scotia. Oceanographers attribute its vertical ranges to a coincidence of timing: the time it takes a large wave to go from the mouth of the bay to the inner shore and back is practically the same as the time from one high tide to the next. During the 12.4-hour tidal period, 115 billion tons of water flow in and out of the bay. A phenomenon which occurs in the rivers of the upper bay is a called a tidal bore, a front of water that “bores” its way up a river against its normal flow. The narrow and shallow river estuaries around the upper Bay of Fundy regularly produce bores when the advancing tide is slowed by shallow waters, creating a noticeable standing wave, occasionally 3 feet tall. The roaring and swirling tidal water can charge upstream at speeds around 10 miles per hour. Many people have likened the sound of the tidal bore to that of an approaching railway train. The folklore of the Micmacs, a Native American people who live in Maine and who feature in the Rhe Brewster Mystery series, tells us that the tides in the Bay of Fundy are caused by a giant whale splashing in the water. The Micmacs fished in the Bay of Fundy and lived in communities around the bay for centuries before the first Europeans arrived and continue to live and work around the Bay in the present day. Eastport, the easternmost city in the United States, is a deep-water commercial port on the Bay of Fundy. It is located on Moose Island in the Passamaquoddy Bay. The city overlooks the Old Sow Whirlpool, which can be seen from Eastport’s Dog Island two hours before high tide. An ocean whirlpool is a rare phenomenon, with only five major whirlpools found worldwide. Old Sow is the largest tidal whirlpool in the Western Hemisphere, measuring about 250 feet in diameter and caused by tidal activities between the Passamaquoddy Bay and Bay of Fundy. The name Old Sow is thought by some to have been derived from the pig-like noises created by the whirlpool. An article in Smithsonian Magazine reported that before the time of motorized vessels, the Old Sow regularly swallowed up boats unable to overpower its forces. Even recently, motor-powered sailboats have occasionally been caught in its maw, barely making headway against its tremendous currents. Mmm…maybe a good scene for one of Rhe’s future adventures? I plan to visit two of the sites described in my A-Z posts this year.  On April 30, I will entertain guesses as to which two. The person who guesses correctly will get a copy of my newest book, Death in a Dacron Sail. Sound interesting? 0 0

Where would Rhe be without her Garmin Persephone, who leads her all over the place? The map industry is changing dramatically with all of the GPS apps available, and globes that used to decorate so many classrooms and libraries have gone out of style. Maybe because it’s hard to keep up with all the changes in names and numbers of the world’s countries? So it’s nice to see that the World’s Largest Rotating Globe (so designated by the Guinness Book of World Records in 1999) still spinning after ten years, in the lobby of a Maine-based family-owned mapping company. The company is DeLorme, and it has evolved into a software company. Creating Eartha, a 41 foot diameter globe has made this company a sight-seeing stop.   Eartha is a 3-dimensional scale model of our earth with mountains and landforms in full 3D, which rotates and revolves simulating the earth’s real movements. Unveiled July 23, 1998 Eartha took two years to build and represents earth as it is seen from space. Every aspect of Earth was developed using computer technology. It was designed by founder David DeLorme and constructed by DeLorme staff members. The mapping database took over a year to compile and is equivalent to about 140 gigabytes(for all you techies). It was derived from satellite imagery, shaded relief, colored bathymetry (ocean depth data) and information from terrestrial sources, such as road networks and urban areas. Every continent is beautifully detailed, with vivid colors illustrating all levels of vegetation, major roadways and cities, and ocean depths. Its scale is 1:1,000,000, which works out to be one inch equaling nearly 16 miles. Eartha’s “skeleton” is a structure made of 6,000 pieces of lightweight aluminum tubing, with “skin” constructed of over 792 map sections, printed on special materials and mounted on lightweight panels. The panels were then affixed to the structure with a unique bolt system. She took two years to build and would have been completed more quickly, but halfway through her assembly DeLorme noticed a slight flaw. Eartha was torn down and reconstructed properly. The fabulous Eartha is housed in a three-story glass atrium at the company’s headquarters in Yarmouth, Maine. 0 0

Maine has a desert – bet you never knew that! This is another place that Rhe and Will would likely have taken Jack, just for its sheer uniqueness. The Desert of Maine is a 40-acre tract of exposed glacial silt (a sand-like substance, but finer-grained than sand) located near the town of Freeport. It’s not a desert in the truest sense of the word, since it receives a lot of precipitation and the surrounding vegetation, largely a pine forest, encroaches on the barren dunes. It was deposited by continental glaciers (like the ice sheet now covering Antarctica) which probably extended across Maine several times during the Pleistocene Epoch, 1.5 million to 10,000 years ago. The slow-moving glacial ice changed the landscape as it scraped over previously existing mountains and valleys, transporting rock debris for miles. The sand, gravel, and other sediments that cover much of Maine are largely the product of glaciation. The Desert of Maine originated when the Tuttle family purchased and began farming the site beginning in 1797. Failure to rotate their potato crops, combined with land clearance and followed by overgrazing by sheep, led to erosion of the soil and exposed the dune of glacial silt. The initial small patch of sand gradually spread and overtook the entire farm. The Tuttles abandoned the land in 1919; it was then purchased for $300 by Henry Goldrup, who converted it to a tourist attraction in 1925. The desert contains hundreds of shades of sand, running through the many colored veins in the floor of the desert. The site is has been preserved as a natural curiosity, with a gift shop, a sand museum, and a farm museum. 0 0

I’ll bet you thought I would choose Campobello Island for C. But I can’t, because it’s a Canadian Island located in the mouth of the Bay of Fundy (see F). Instead, I have something fun for the whole family, a place where Rhe might have taken Jack on a weekend, maybe with Sam in tow, since he likes old cars. The Cole Land Transportation Museum is located in Bangor, ME, and is open seven days a week from May to November. This museum was created to collect, preserve, and display (before they disappear forever) a cross section of Maine’s land transportation equipment as well as U.S. military memorabilia to remind this and future generations of the high price some Americans have paid to protect our freedom. There is always a back story to every museum, and this one is no exception. Charlie Flanagan and Galen Cole, best friends from Bangor High School, served their country together during World War II. Cole was 19 when he was wounded by a German shell that killed five fellow soldiers when it hit the half-track they were riding in during the Battle of the Rhineland in April 1945. Flanagan had been killed in action five months earlier on the Siegfried Line. Here is what Galen Cole has said about Charlie Flanagan to more than 30,000 youngsters who’ve visited the museum over two decades: “Your freedom meant more to him than did his life.” After his discharge in 1946, he and his wife raised five children and grew the Cole transportation companies. His creations included a tank van that allowed the company to transport petroleum and freight in separate compartments. But the man who kept an eye out for what was new and innovative never lost his love for those things that served well in the past. Hence, the museum. The museum contains the former Maine Central Railroad Company’s station house, a Maine Central Railroad car and the front car of the Bangor and Aroostook Railroad engine, which one may board. It also features vintage automobiles, including a Stanley Steamer, early horse-drawn wagons and a prairie schooner, which is a scaled-down covered wagon. The museum also includes farm tractors, a potato harvester (potatoes have historically been a primary export of Maine), a horse-drawn hearse, and delivery trucks of dairy products and ice. A special room includes a command car used in World War II,and there are also outdoor military vehicle exhibits of both World War II and the Vietnam War. Happy A-Zing! World War II tank (Tikiko) 0 0

This is short one – Boon Island is tiny! Before I start, I’d like to give a shout out to the blogs of other authors in my area who are doing the A-Z Challenge: Bob Byrd: Bob is working on his second book, a noirish mystery with an big dog, set on the post-world War II coast of North Carolina. An avid sailor, Bob is writing about things nautical. https://byrdwords.wordpress.com Stephenie Houghtlin: Stepheny is about to release her second book, set in Chicago, so she has chosen to give us a tour of Chicago. http://stephenyhoughtlin.com/ Elizabeth Hein: Elizabeth is the author of two books and is A-Zing on the Galapagos Islands, the site for her next book.  https://scribblinginthestorageroom.wordpress.com   Without further ado, so here is my post for today: Boon Island Light is located on the 300-by-700-foot Boon Island, off the southern coast of Maine, nine miles from the beach at York. It’s most certainly a place that Rhe would have explored in her boat, the Glass Trinket, since it is not open to the public. From land, it can be seen from Cape Neddick. It is the tallest lighthouse in New England at 133 feet, and has a beacon which flashes white every 5 seconds. The idea of building a lighthouse on this tiny bit of land began in 1710, when the ship Nottingham Galley ran aground there, stranding the crew. The crew had to resort to cannibalism before they were found. A station and a day marker were established on the island in 1799, but granite tower with its light were not constructed until 1811, authorized by President James Madison. One of the most isolated stations off the Maine coast, Boon Island Light is also one of the most dangerous. Strong storms in the area washed away both the first tower and its replacement, and the current tower was constructed in 1811. A second order Fresnel lens was installed. This lens lacks the bulk and heaviness of the former lens and can capture more oblique light from a light source, thus allowing the light to be visible over greater distances. A blizzard in 1978 washed some of the tower, the keeper’s dwelling and other outbuildings into the sea, and a result the station was automated and a solar powered beacon installed by the US Coast Guard. Because of the isolation and the danger, at first Boon Island was barely able to attract and retain a keeper. A raise in salary helped, almost too well: it led to unscrupulous competition. In 1932, a newspaper printed a letter about the life of a keeper at Boon Island. “One has to have a varied knowledge of things to be a light keeper. As one keeper here recently said, ‘I thought all one had to know how to do out here was to clean, paint, and polish brass, but I have found out that one has to be doctor, painter, steeplejack, glazier, boatman, gasoline engineer, electrician, stone cutter and even a cook when the women folks leave us in the fall.’.” Legends about the station abound. There is a story that the keepers were once marooned on the island for several weeks because of storms and rough weather, resulting in a depletion of their food supplies. At the point of starvation, the keeper sent a message in a bottle, which was picked up by a passing schooner. The schooner’s crew packed some food in a mackerel barrel, setting it afloat, and drifted into a little cove on the island where it was bounced out of the sea by the surf. The legend persists that during the 19th century, one of the light keepers died, leaving his wife alone to tend the station and the light. Eventually, she descending into insanity and was found wandering the island by members of a rescue ship. Sad to say, Boon Island Light is not open to the public, but landing there could be problematic! 0 0