The Bar Harbor Record
Jan. 16, 1895
I visited the Italian encampment last week and found it quite a settlement. These sons of sunny Italy are working like beavers on the line of the Bar Harbor Water System, and accomplishing a vast amount of work. When I drove up to the encampment I was fortunate in finding Mr. Savage there, who took me into the camp and explained their method of living.
One big camp contains their bunks with accommodations for about 80. The store room is at the end, in charge of an intelligent looking Italian who portions off the edibles to the others. The room was redolent with the fumes of garlic.
Scattered about the big camp are dozens of smaller huts or wigwams built in all manner of styles. In these different huts cliques get together and cook their rations over a fire built in the center, right on the ground.
It is a picturesque scene though not particularly attractive.
Accompanied by Mr. Savage, I walked the length of the trench from How's Park, where about twenty-five local laborers are at work, to duck Brook, and saw the Italians digging away all along the line. Mr. Cusker, the contractor, was giving his personal attention to the work, which must be progressing to his satisfaction.
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