The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1867-10-01

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ArlingtoniAns, Sandgatoitos and a host
Of other tribes too numerous 70 men
tion; groups Of men might be seen here
and there looking at the stock upon e1.
hibition, talking politics. condition oI
crops. &c Ladies gossiped among
themselves concerning the fashions and
other kindred matters---boys and girls
we're usually paired of in couples, en-
] joying Themselves hugely; those Of a
younger growth regaled themselves with
candy. peanuts. &c. and gave great anx-
iety TO their papas and mammas.--
Following the mass wa found ourselves
in the Ladies Department--took hasty
glances 10 the right and left as we we're
borne alongby the crowd, and had visions
ofbeautiful things.gorgeous colors, rain
bow tints, rare paintings, moonlight on
the waters, heavenly faces choice flow
ers, &c, then it vanished and we were
in the open air. A young lady presi-
ded at cottage organ, in one corner.
and sang touchingly "Annie's Grave" to
the passors-by, but they did not seem
in the least affected at the story Of her
death and burial Sounds of the violin
and banjo now greeted our ears, and
pursuing, it led us to large tent at
the entrance OF which stood o man en-
deayoring TO sell old clothes, hair oil.
and some wonderful pills TO the crowd
collected around-he talked wonderful
ly, and his perseverance was like the
widows cruise Of oil, for just as we
thought it was going to give out. il was
miracnously replenished. Another man
besought the people to go in and feast
their eyes on something wonderful, and
some went, but we did not; two large,
circular swings attracted much atten-
ton, and as fast as the seats were vaca-
ted others took their places. But come
with. me, MIR. Editor take walk
around the grounds, and let us observe
the people unnoticed and human ma
ture little. Do you see that nervous
little man dressed in black he is worth
only five million, but is afraid Of dying
poor and grasps his gold so tightly as
to leave the prints of his nails on tie
eagle: just look at that old blind man
leaning on his cane, how it stirs ones
soul to hear his mournful cry "h-e-l-p
the b-l-i-n-d;" gentleman has just
thrown small bill into his hat--why,
the fellow has picked it up and is actu-
ally looking to see whether it is a five
or ten See how cautiously he peeps
from beneath his hat, but there comes
another man, he has closed his eyes
and is crying out again "h-e-l-p the
b-l-i-n-dl" Here is poor soldier who
has lost his arm at the battle Of the
Wilderness or some other place; he is
appealing to the patriotism of the peo-
pie and gets considerable change-but
see, he meets boon companion and out
comes the arm we thought was bleach
!, ing on southern soili--well. well, this is
a great fair for swells and swindles.-
Do you see that young lady in the dis
tance, isn't she gotten up regardless of
expense just take my eye glass and see
If you eau find her hat you may esti-
mate her pride by the length Of her
trail. Yonder is a group from the coun-
try, if you are tired Mr.. Editor, just go
and sit down with them under that
Elm, and / win pursue my investiga-
tons alone. ] could 60 on relating in
cidents OF this fair that would fill vol
ume, but | have told you long story
already and will desist. We had noon
light rides home every night, when all
would get merry relating tho expert
ences and adventures Of each day.
On Friday was the horse trot which
I attended, of course. as it belonged to
the fair; it was very exciting, and re-
minded me of the old Olympic games
Of Greece in olden time,only they did not
crown the victor with lanrel and ever
greens on the contrary, he, looked re-
mArkably commonplace, and shouted
at the top Of his voice as they neared
the goal came down from his gig with
a bound, perspired freely and was very
red in the face; ! did not think they
treated him with enough respect for a
O hero. for ! saw one man slap him ia
miliarly on the shoulder and call him
"old fellow" they said that the Barber
horse, which won the race, belonged TO
him. We arrived home late that night
in pelting shower, thankful for a
breath Of fresh Green Mountain air, and
IN our dreams lived over again the event
fuI fair. Yours very truly,
Sc4nBsLuINA
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