Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1868-07-03

lie deprecated all ofit. His own paper he
feared, had not always been free from it,
but he endeavored to make it teacher
and instructor of the public, and not
weapon with which to assault the person
of any brother of the craft. He hoped
to see kindness and courtesy, dignity and
fairness, characterize the treatment which
each member of the association, through
his paper, awarded to every other men,
ber. Our contests should be for the
truth, and our victories triumphs over
ignorance and enor,-for in that we all
ought to be engaged in a common cause !;
but we should never shoot arrows, and
especially poisoned arrows, at each other.
The law makes mans house his castle,
and every editors person, his individual
ity, and his household, ought to be secure
from the attacks of every brother of the
profession.
In conclusion, the speaker expressed
the hope that the association would be
the beginning of the good work of ele-
waiting the character of the press Of the
State. 1t is, probably, already superior
to what may be called the local papers
of any State in the Union, but it is by no
means yet up to the ideal of any men,
Der of the Convention. Where we have
hitherto done well we may yet do infin-
itely better, and where we have hitherto
erred we have abundant leisure and in
centive to reform. If we will all put be-
fore us the ideal newspaper, working for
no partisan, or selfish, or personal end,
but for the common veal, we shall i'm
mensely multiply.the educating and ele-
waiting influences of this mighty power,
which we too carelessly WELD, and cause
it to bless, and beautify, and enrich the
land, like the sunshine, the rain, and the
dew; and we shall take from it all the
evil influences which, like the storm or
the malaria, carry desolation and death
in their march.
John Cain of the Rutland Courier,
who was appointed poet for the occasion,
read the following poem:
THE PRESS.
From East and West-from South and North
From valleys green and mountains high
The sons of Franklin are come forth,
Natures own beauties to enjoy.
Our cares our pen our printing press,
Are left behind in DEVILS charge,
Who. in his own acknowledgements,
Win of his honesty enlarge.
Even though our wives left short for wood.
Editors wives being all so good,
Forget-forgive-whe fondly kissed
So let's enjoy life when we can
And have a happy time;
This world, when made was made for man,
And filled with prose and rhyme.
Just see the hills all clad in green
Behold the azure sky
On every side Gods works arc seen
To fill the world with JOY.
To Memphremagog let's betake,
Though far from oceans tide
And on the Lady of the Lake"
Enjoy pleasure ride.
How still and smoothe these waters deep,
The moon shines forth. the banks are steep.
Like some enchanted land.
Here, represented more or less
~, Stand W &tggnSard, tg Times s and ID Free Press;
We Register on the same page.
This Hoasehod too can well afford
The PhoRir to put on Record:
Our Freemdns Bdnner stretch afar,
A Messenger to the North Sdr.
Independent Opinion we Eapress
And send a Transcript OF the Journals Ne'os
As the Repository of our views,
Away, to the far off CaleRonian shore,
Our proud Argus eyed-Eapie is destined to soar,
And should any Vermonter there need friend
A Courier stands ready the bounty to send.
But let us change this festive lay
Let solemn facts minds incline,
Aud study this progressive day,
To drink a healthier, purer wine.
When God amid the chaos deep which reigned.
Said-Lct the light chase darkness from the earth
And when the g morning stars. with Joy nnisigned'
Then. when our globe of beauty was upreared,
Man, in the image Of his GoD appeared.
Breathed with his vital power, Gop gave thought
To scan the wondrous works which he had done;
And man, amid the various wonders, sought
To utter praises to the Glorious One.
Thus speech at flowed from his lisping tongue,
! In strains of an adoring joyous song.
| COP said-and TINS from Heavens hierarchy
Came language from its Maker down to man;
\ COP said-and man took up in ecstacy,
| The stars of mornings song-creation's plan.
| So our Creator in the worlds youth.
Gave tongue to man that he might speak the truth.
Next in the course of GoDs great gifts. given
| What therefore was hid from Israel's ken
| Writ with Cons finger in His throne in II eaven,
The power that man might theneeforth use pen !;
Twas on Sinai's Mount in mighty awe.
/ COP gave the tcritten tablets of His law.
| At length light more glorious burst the mist
Men-slaves in mind more-tbe rod they kissed
Was broke and scattered from the moment when
| The art of Printing to bless the land
Another gift from the Almighty hand.
| Now new era DER the world spread.
And knowledge issued from its pent-up stream;
Long -shackled nations from age of dread,
| Awoke in wonder from their bondage dream
| And the strange lettered page to them became
/ The bulwark of their nation and their name.
And from the momont of its mystic birth.
The million minds n recognition had:
The march of freedom Travelled round the earth.
| To guard fair liberty-inspire the sad.
| Even the Printing Art. with scattered leaves,
Sowed seed which yielded ripened yellow sheaves.
Yes Heaven born Printing! man owes much to thee,
| For thou to him art guardian teacher. friend:
Without thee he may live; but is he free
| Or can he knowledge to his race extend?
/ All, no without thee he is poor and lone.
| For thou art wsdom's great memorial stone.
| And now wide streams of knowledge yearly flow.
/ To tighten minds which otherwise were dark;
| And bring from hearts, in roughest frames, q glow
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