Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1867-07-26
TnAppEus STEVENS GnAyr.-Sev.

color. Inc brave oiu man declared that
he could not consent TO have his bones laid
in cemetery where any Of Gods chill
dren were excluded for no fault of their
own, and he promptly returned the deeds
He then. OILY few days ago, selected a
lot in "Shreiner's Cemetery" where no
such distinction is made among the dead,
and there viii the dust Of the old Commo-
ner repose-not, we trust, however, until
he has seen the great work of reconstruct
ing the nation on an enduring basis Of
liberty and equal rights, which he has so
long and so consistently labored for trium-
phanlly consummated. History records
no instance of sublimer devotion to prin-
ciple than is exhibited in this incident in
the private life of Mr.. Stevens.-Lancas-
ter Express.
HoRAoE GREELEY.-The individual
who is writing gossip about writers in the
New York Evening Gazette, sketches
Horace Greeley with bold and truthful
hand. After stating that the veteran edi-
tor was married twenty-five years ago,
that he has two daughters, Gabrielle and
Ida, aged respectively eight and eighteen,
whe are clever and interesting, but eccen-
trio and self willed, and that he spends
most of his money, as well as Sundays, on
his hundred acre farm Chaffaqua," thir-
ty-six miles out on the Harlem railroad,
the biographer proceeds
Mr.. Greeley can count his admirers by
tens of thousands +; but he has few person
al friends, for the reason that he does not
want and does not care for them. His at
tachments are rather TO principles than
persons; and while he is answering in
his loyalty to the former, he seems en-
tirely Indifferent to the latter. Perhaps
like the character Goldsmith describes
with a triiing change)-
lie casts Of his friends as a huntsman his pack;
For he knows when he will he can whistle them back
The few men he particularly affects he
he invites to Chaffaqua, and likes 10 dine
with when he has leisure hour or two
When he has written enough to satisfy his
greedy soul he relishes stealing out of the
sanctum with one of his intimates, sitting
down at the Astor table or at Delmonico's
CORNER of Broadway and Chambers) and
having pleasant chat over bounteous
bill of fare. He has an excellent appetite
usually; is fond of meats, and is specially
partial to tea; but he never tastes wine
or liquors, spirituous or fermented, and
never touches tobacco. He does not take
his meals anywhere in particular, but Bo-
hemianizes around Che is thorugh Bohe-
bemian in the truest sense) as is most
an circumstances prompt
1t is part of Fl. G.'s religion to believe
he must write at least two columns for the
Tribune every day he is in town, and he
does it most faithfully. If he does not
have subjects he hunts them up. He en-
tiers the office with half dozen articles in
each eye, calls for the evening papers,
certain favorite exchanges that are always
at issue with him, tits up his chair and
begins to make Virginia worm fences in
ink, which, with dry humor characters
tic of the man, he declares ligible manu.
script. For the next four or FIVE, perhaps
seven or eight hours, he is lost to the
outer world, pays no attention TO anybody
comes in, unless some one be knows init
nately, but scratches away rapidly and
wretchedly until he has said everything he
desires. Then after writing "must 90 in"
ipon most of his matter, he puts on his
lat, expresses daily repeated wish that
he could get somebody to do what he
wants done, and disappears for the night
nto unknown space.
Several hundred volumes have been
written upon Mr.. Greeley's peculiar and |
lovenly dress, which, like everything else
with him, has been greatly carl I
atured, he is neither a Brummel nor n /
)Orsay sartorially. He wears old-fash-
oned clothes, and puts them on carelessly.
lis pataloons sometimes slip up to his
'oot tops, and his cravat to one side, but
e IS too busy to notice such trihes. He
always scrupulously neat. His linen.
hough often limp and crumpled, is i'm
clean, and his garments are
arely ragged or threadbare. He is de-
oted to the bath, and physical purity is,
nearly as aught can be with him, a pas
on. His hands are white and soft as anil
egant woman's, and his face always
oks as fresh and smooth as child's.
ow he preserves that perfectly tranquil,
most seraphic expression, with all his
tie controversies and newspaper wars,
frequent complaints and countless an
yances in his fifty-sixth year, is one of
enigmas his closest intimates cannot
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