THE DOWN EAST ENTERPRISE May 1967 I Remember The Green Mountain Fire Eighty-three years ago in 1884, when I was a child of eight, I was spending the night with my mother and sister in the hotel on top of Green Mountain, now Cadillac Mountain, at Bar Harbor. There were no other guests at the hotel that evening, and as it was sort of a family reunion, we were all seated around the table playing cards. About 9 o'clock I looked out the win- dow and saw a sheet of flame. The building was on fire. I was taken quickly outside and left on a grassy spot near the hotel while the others rushed back inside to try and save what things they could. The building burned SO quickly, however, that very little was saved. There was no way for us to get down the mountain except by the little open train of the Green Mountain Railway that ran on a narrow gauge cog line from the eastern shore of Eagle Lake. Fortunately, someone across Eagle Lake saw the flames and rowed across the lake to the railway terminus and roused the engineer. The train then came up the mountain and rescued us. The hotel that burned was replaced the following year by a new Summit House. Many years later, my sister visited me in Bangor and we went up Cadillac Mountain. In the ruins of the old hotel where we had stayed we picked up a piece of slag as a souvenir. Now ninety-one, I think I must be the only one able to say, "I remember the Green Mountain fire." EDITH B. GUTH Hingham, Mass.