Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1871-08-02

They were not all 0riginal-sOms were mere
platitude
And the position they took was no, a be.titude,
Unless objurgation and such like expressing
Contempt and disgust might be called Scotch
blessing.
Twas pleasanter far 10 look over Champlain
And see the mist on Adirondack blue chain.
The view was 50 grand that it raised quite
furry
And a cheer was begun by some victims Of Muir
ray.
At last We arrived at our halt for the night,
And St. Adams greeted us, wild with delight,
Little knowing what sort offolks we're we indeed
And judging, no doubt, by the Messenger breed,
Or fear she would hardly have felt it worth
while
To put on for us such blaud, ehild-like smile
But she treated US just as though we were the
best
That the world could produce. And the infinite
zest
With which we all greeted the welden House
fare
Was proof of the way We appreciate care.
Not only the landlord but every guest
Was anxious to have us served with the best,
And the latter. God bless them, turned out Of
their beds
To give us place where We might lay ouI
heads.
'Tis as vely town as ever was painted,
And Albans, if any place, out to be sainted.
The cream Of New England up there has III
rise
And It's churned into butter deserving prize
This churning's the way that the folks get thei
cash
| don't know a town that can show so mucl
dash.
give you toast-the welden House, granC
In all its ppointments-for comfort well plano
Its beds and its linen, its rooms and its proven
der.
Its whole hospitality fragrant with Lavender
No house that is neater, cleaner or quieter--
Let us drink to health of 7. L the proprietor
Let us add to the toast all the people there, too
Who too much fer our comfort could not seen
to de;
Who furnished us all of the house we could u.s.
And showed us the country from off their Belle
views
The elegant mansion of Governor Smith
SO elegant it seems almost myth
With ample proportions, its setting Of green,
Its rich decorations, Ia Louis XIV.
But all things must end and so did our visit
To St. Abans town with its kindness exquisite
And we left it with hearts overfowing will
grief
Though the good people there must have felt
relief)
| need not recount all the trip here reveals
The salute of torpedoes under our wheels,
Though wish we might better respond to sal
utes
| Than to blow with a Fisk horn musical toots.
The halt at the spring at Highgate you know
(The high gate, think, to the realms down be
low
Where all drink by clasping with fingers thci
e. nose
And are dressed, if at all, in the thinnest 0
clothes.)
The feelings we felt as we crossed o'er the line
And the 'Union jack forced Stars and Stripe
to resign
And we greeted the realms of the best of he
SEX
Her majesty, royal, Victoria rex
How the Vermonters feared, if their badges wer
They'd be captured for Fenians by troops of til
Queen,
How we reached here at last, and much to thei
abhorrence
Some found they had got no rooms at the st
Lawrence
And we thought for while there was persona
peril
OF violent sort impending o'er Merrill,
For they said of all management, his the "con
sarndest''
And he said he certainly had done his "go
darndest''
How the Maine folks, mismated. and counting
the heads,
Found two single couples in two double beds
Or booked SOL don't mean they got so last
night:
But few months, I'm certain will make it al
right