Connecticut western news., 1871-11-03
Correspondence.


 The following communication from the venerable Eliphalet Buel, formerly of Sal isbury, but now resident of Waterbury, will be read with deep interest by many of our readers. He enclosed in his letter, a photograph of their family burial lot in Waterbury, which is located on the bank of small lake, and surrounded us it is with grove, is certainly the most beautiful burial lot we ever saw. The family monu- ment in the center of the lot, appears to be d very elegant and costly shaft.
 WATERBURY, Oct. 18th, 1871. EDITOR CONN. WESTERN NEWS.
 DEAR S1R.-I was in New York last July, and while sitting in my room and looking out at the stir on the streets, friend ap- preached and handed me paper he said was printed in Salisbury, my native town. What! replied, can anything as good as that come out of old Salisbury? There has!! God bless old Salisbury, and all the people and the man who started the paper. May they prosper, do good and live long. Although was not born in Salisbury, my birth place was so near to it that claim it as my native town. I was quite young when my father moved into the place. The night we drove into the neighborhood, we stepped at Capt. Harrisons and took tea. While the elderly folks were taking their tea, I was seated in little chair in the cor ner, and the late Col. Harrison, then a little boy like myself, brought me dough- nuts and cheese, and fed me by the fire. That was our first acquaintance. It grew in after years to ripe friendship, which continued till the day of his death. The last letter he ever wrote was to me, and have it yet. The last time was in Salis- bury, visited the place where they laid him. We were pretty we'll known through out the town, and had many acquaintances. We lived at time when apple bees, quilt ing and singing schools were fashionable, and where they were, we were sure to be. Old Boss Hinman did the fiddllng and made good music, when the boys did nt grease his fiddle bow. The girls used to gather on such occasions, clad in their home.spun and calico dresses, looking so neat, fresh and rosy. They drank in more of heavens pure air than the girls of the present day. They had n't everything tackled onto their dresses, neither were they troubled with the Grecian bend, or with any humps on their backs, but stood up straight when they walked. They could pare apples help their mothers quilt; go to singing school and sing in church without pay. The girls now,-the young ladies should say,-are pretty parlor ornaments and very agreeable, and who can help worshiping them, and don't know as it is sinful for they dress themselves so they are not in the likeness of Gnything. Those good old days MT. Editor, will come to us no more |: The fire on the hearth has gone out there is no more toast and cider; no toastlng of cheese before the fire; no roasting of pota toes among the coals; and great many things have gone out with the fire on the hearth, and you might as well be anybody else as yourself. There was no settled minister in Salisbury when we came to the town. In l796 the Rev. Joseph w. Cross man came as candidate, and preached in the old meeting which was barn like building,- g,-and I remember he used to pray with his eyes open. He was ordained the next year, and in 1900, the present mecting-house was built. Four clergymen have been settled in the place since my time. Salisbury has raised and educated IF young men for the ministry. knew all but two: Some were of my age and personal friends. Two generations of men in Salisbury have passed away since my re- membrance; all are gone except my brother chorister; James Pierce. In five days more shall be eighty-ive years olG, and am the last of my fathers family. The dead arc buried in four different states, viz Connecticut, New York, Ohio and Michi- gan, and no two in any one town. When my own turn comes, shall be buried here. There were ten of us and we shall occupy ten towns. shall be buried ID our beaui- full "River side" cemetery, beside my wife and son; Norton J. Buel. The picture of the lot enclose. l remember my gra1d- father we'll, and in my journeying this sum- mer, have met with several children of the seUeaath generation. If any man has seen more than that, will try again.
 ELIpHALET BURL.