Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1865-02-02
Artenas Ward i'm Boston.

The winder OF my room command
an exhileratin view of Cops Hill
where Cotton Mather, the father OF tn,
Reformers, and sich like, lie berrid
There Is men even now who WORSHIP
Cotton, and there is wimin who weal
him next their hearts. But | do no
weep for him. | amt goln to be absurd
like old Mr., skillins in our nelghbor
hood who is 90 years of age, and get,
drunk every lection day, and weep.
bitterly because he halnt got no Parents
He's nice Orphan, hsis.
Bunker Hin Is over yonder In Charles,
ton. DIN l775 a thrillin' dramy was act,
ed out over thea, in which the warren
Combination" played star ptS.ts.
Old Mr.. Fanuel is dead; but his Hall
Is still into full blarsts This is the Ora.
die in which the Goddess OF Liberty
wa, rocked, my Dear. The Goddess
hasn't been very well during the Iast
few years. and the num'ris quack doc
tors she calledoin didn't help her any ;
but this, old gals physicians now are
men VINO understand their business
major generally speakin', and think the
day is near when she'll be. able to take
her three meals dry, and sleep nights
90 >Nm'fbly as in the old time. =
~, No, mon is here as ushil and the
low cn CIV, who 90 lied it Vacant Lot,
and wanted wan SI to know why they didn't
cCrnanent II with some bllulns is an
unhappy Outcast in Naponsit.
The State House is filled with states
men, but sum of 'em wear queer hats
They buy EN-, take it, of matters who
carry on hat stores down stairs in Dock
Square, and whose hats Is either ten
yeazs ahead of the prevailing stile, or
ten years behind it just as an tntellec-
tooal person sees fksto think about it.
had the pleasure 6ftalkin' with severil
members of the legislator. told 'em
the Eye of 1000 ages is onto we Amer
lean people of TO-DAY. They seemed
deeply impressed by the remark and
wanted to know if hid seen the Great
Origin,
Harvard College. This celebrated in
stitootion Of learnin' is pleasantly stu
ated in the Bar-room of Parker's, in
School street, and has poopils from all
over the cOuntrS.
hOlG ONGl W 11CAluEbOu YES u v.
My Bosom hove with sollum emotion.
& this" said to man who was driv-
in yoke Of oxen, "this is where our
revolutionary forefathers asserted their
independence, and split their Blud.
Classic ground" Wall" the man said
It's good for whits beans and potatoes,
but as regards raisdn wheat, faint
worth dam. But hav' you seen the
Great origin 2"
returned in the Hoss Cars, part way.
A pooty girl in spectacles sot near nae,
and was tellin' q young man how
much he reminded her of a man she
used to know in Waltham. Poorly soon
the young man got out, and smiln' in
seductiv' manner, I said to the girl in
speCtaCles, Don't | remind you of
somebody you used to know" " Yes"
she said you do remind me of one
man, but he was sent to the penitentiary
for stealth bar'l of mackril-he died
there, so conclood you amt him."
didn't pursOO the conversation. | only
heard her silvery voice once more during
the remainder or the Journey. TurnlH'
to a respectable lookin' female of ad-
vanced summers, she asked her if she
had seen the crate origin.
We old chaps, my dear, air apt to for
git that it is some time since we was in
fants, and ct lite food Nothin' of fur
Their interest took place on the cars ex-
cep colored gentleman, total stran-
ger to me, asked me if I'd lend him my
diamond Brestpin to wear to funeral
in South Boston. 1 told him I wouldn't
not purpaSS.
Altho fur from the prayharies, there
is abundants Of wild game in Boston,
such as quails, snipes, plover and Props.
ment to have alloOded to the Crate
origin in this letter, but havn't seen it.
Mr.. Reeveer, whose tavern / stop at,
informs me that it can be distinctly
heard through a smoked glass in his ma
tive town in New Hampshire, any clear
day. But settin the Crate origin aside
(and indeed, | don't think heard it
mentioned all the time | was therej,
Boston is one of the grandest, sure
footeG9st, clearheadedest, comfortablsst
cities on the globe, 0nlike ey'ry other
large city ever was in, the most Of the
hackmen don't seem to have bin speesh-
ully intended by nature for the Burglery
perfession, and its about the only large
city know Of where you don't enjoy O
brilliant opportunity of bein swindled
in some way, from the Risin of the Sun
to the goin down thereof There4 I say,
loud and continued applaus' for Boston.