Vermont telegraph. [volume] (Brandon [Vt.]) 1828-1843, 1841-06-16

We are deeply obliged to our dear
friend G. X. for selecting our scoraed
and outIawed paper as record OF his beau !
tif1l tribute to the memory OF William
Ladd. Il is highly valuable to US as a
token of kindness aud respect, and re re-
ioIce to SEE his ekgant aud tasteful pen
employed thus in honor Of peace and Of
its distinguished advocate. Il is an en-
ploymeut highly becoming its graceful
exercise. II I5+t- rrfosser genlusts and venal
muses. furnish eulogies to the faiIen war
rior, and pRans 10 the dead statesman.-
When warriors fall, Humanity rejoices
| II has no cause of lament. Earth is de-
| Iiyered of the ravager of her bosom, the
| destroyer of her bedecked haryesls, aud
the ,ramper of her vineyards He has
marred her fair face with the faithful im-
print OF his war-hoIse. and the wheel of
his deathiul aruliery He has made her
very dust bitter with the tears OF berrave
ment, and stained it with brothers blood,
/ Oh, be is a scourge 10 earth and Il curse
Who will mourn him who was the au-
thor of mourning? He who caused tears
to flow in rivers, shall be be wept aud Ia
menled /? Poetry has prostltuted her Tyre
to honor and bewal him, and how rarely
has it been strung to geatle peace One
song there waste the White. robed SER
iaph. Il was sung, 10 ravShed Ilslenes
ON the plains of Bethlehem, aud there
were other hearers, aboce those stars, by
whose shining these watched their flocks.'
The singers were the dove winged Angels.
William Ladi no doubt now hears and
4 joins that song. ..@...
/ But it would sound most strangely to
the ear attuned only to the piercing f(e,'
the maddening drum, and the discofdant
trumpet 1t could have slight charms
for the hearing that was wonted 10 the
/. cries Of the wounded and the groans oil
; the dying-nof would it strike harmoni.
ouslv on the sense. which has left the
earth deafened with the hurras, or in'oxl
Gated with the aduiatious Of party.
Blessed are The cemakrrs-they
are the children of God. There are
among orr beloved readers those OF
whose bereaved hearts q. Ks sweet line:
will fall with precious consultations. w,
are happy to BE- the bearer OF them.
| ~: ..... .--
D THEaSPIRIT OF LIBERTy.-SOon afte
. the close OF the long French War in Eu
; rope, a boy was standing on one Of TIT
j bridges that cross the Thames at London
Y with number of small birds in ca g
!! for sale. A sailor, who was passing
e obst rived the little prisoners flutterin!
Z about the cage, peeping through the wires
t aud manifesting their eager desire to re
l. gain their liberty. He stood for som
/. llme looking at the birds, apparently los
/, in thought At length addressing th
IS boy, he said, "How much do you ask 10
g your binds 7" ".~......
: "Sixpence apiece, sir was the reply
1t al don't ask hoy much apiece" sal
II the sailor; how much for the lot?
= want 10 buy all hands"
IS The boy began his calculations an
n found they came TO six shllings aud SIX
!, pence.
IS There is your money" said the sal
or, handing out the cash, which the bn
e received with evident satisfaction at hi
!, mornings trade. No sooner was To
u bargain settled, than the sailor opened III
v cage door. and LEI all The BIRDS fly away.
: The boy. looking quite astonjshed. eN
!, caiped, What did you do that for, sir
q You have lost all your birds -
: Phi tell you,' said Inc sailor. "why
. did it. was shut up three years in
6 French prison as prisoner of war, an
an resolved never to see awning il
u prison that can make free. ~ YOUTH
8 Cabinet.