Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1860-01-26
OUR SPORTING PAPERs.---No. 8.
BIZ NED JEUNER.
MOONS DOG.

The men that laid out the roads in old times,
in this billy region, had forgotten, or never
knew, the very anciently- discovered mathemati
cal fact, that it is as far OUer kettle bail as it
is round 1T; and as consequence, put their
roaGs straight through, over every hill they
could find, moderners think. At any rate,
there was no lack of hills in the old roads,
where now, by the new routes, you find quite
level travelling. The first settlers showed about
the same tact when they commenced on the
highest land first, to transmit to their cred
! itOrs g when first moved into this town.
forty years ago." said an old townsman, the
other day, "all the farms were on high land,
and on the main roads now the best farms ar
ali in the valleys, and there too" This is tru
Of many towns, though very likely it is not Of
ALL
In one of the Canada border towns, there
was an old road, running through the westerly
part, over all the hills, as usual, and crossing
the line in deep valley of wet, swampy land.
On the steep declivity cantmg, or rather,
pitching, north, one of those enterprsing indi-
viduals, known as first settlers, had cleared him
up farm, which, in process of time, was left
back from any road, and entirely out Of sight
Of all but a small, one-horse concern on the
Canada side. 1t proved, however, a most ex.
cellent piece of land, and the proprietor had
added to its attractions good buildings, and one
of the best orchards in the section SO that when
the road left them, they still clung to the old
homestead, notwithstanding their isolated stua
ton. The owner was a Connecticut man, and
said to be rather rough old chap, though
when my father moved irto town, in 1910, we
found him very good neighbor, and the father
Of an interesting family of girls, which made
his house a very comfortable place to while
away an evening | was young man then,
and frequently visited at his house, and always
had an idea that should have been drawn into
a more interesting relationship, but for the fact
that the twins-who were supposed to be Of
tho right age for me-were 50 exactly alike,
that found it impossible to choose which of the
two should play Baggage Master " to. Il
one twin went anywhere, the other had to &c
too and if one had beau, the other was sure
to think that she had an equal right to his at.
tentiOns. If could only have found man tc
take care of that other twin, undoubtedly
should have been sucked away by the smooth
delusive current Of love, and swallowed un in
the whirlpool Of matFimony. As it was, how
ever after awhile | became so excessively annoy
ed at Juggling around the twins, and counting
the twins, and buying candy crackers for TIL
twins, that retreated, and left the twins toa
m ore glorious destiny. | escaped the twins
but not the whirlpool though.
TWAS in the first year of my intimacy with tn
family, an evening in October, think, that the
old GENT might as we'll call him Peter Pen
der-came in about seven clock in the evening
and told his family that he had got to go dowr
to AnsonviIle, and perhaps he shouldn't be bach
till morning.
"Stay till you get homesick, father" sale
one of the twins
"We can get along just as we'll withou
you" said the other
"What on airth yer going to Nashville to
night for, Peter?" asked Mrs. Fender. "Bu
of cours faint none O my business"
Il agreed to meet Elder Rawbns there, t.
settle that dog damage, and if don't go, h
swears he'll mount with the papers. 0, mebb
I'll be back tonight, if faint too dark ant
wet, said Peter
"Confound that dog damage" said Mrs
Fender, rising, and waddling into the pantry
:" but it'll have tO paid, s'pose. Peter, here !
she said as he opened the entry door, here'
some aggs that want to send down-six dozer
git half pound of tobarker, and half q
pound of tea, and quarter Of snuff, and taxi
the rest in West Injy mollassis."
" Its too dark to cary aggs tonight, Susan
cary 'em back
"'Tan't nuther take 'em along"
Peter Fender made no further objections, bu
took the eggs, which were packed in larg
basket like dutlful husband, and opened tn
front door, and stopped for moment on tn
threshold. In sight of where he stood, an,
about four rods below, were the pasture bars
where the sheep and cattle came to lay o
nights. 1t was great pasture, and stretched
off down the hill nearly half mile, to tn
swamp in the hollow. 1t was through this pas
ture and swamp that the old road run, and tn
road which he always took for Ansonvile
"There if old Moons dog amt in my shee