The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1872-07-11

One hundred miles north Of Greenfield
writes q correspondent, up Tie dark roll
ling Connecticut, in the town of tairlee,
VI, aud embosomcd among the mouu-
tains, lies the most beautiful lake that
ever gladdened the heart ofthe fisherman
At It's southern point the mountains open
Just wide enough for an outlet which, af-
ter furnishing the motive power for a
number Of mills, passes into the Conuec-
tieut.
A few rods from The lake, by the side
Of this streamlct, stands an old fashioned
house, that was, long ago, the abode of
Capt Samuel Morey; a very ingenious
though somewhat eccentric gentleman of
the very ancient regime.
IN the early part Of May, l77I the
Captain might have been seen snugly
seated at the stern Of a large log canoe,
or dug-out, which was lying on the placid
bosom of the Connecticut, close by the
shore. He was very busily employed in
arranging some curious machinery, which
rumor said he had been at work upon all
winter; but the old gentleman had so
many crotcAets IN hia head, that the peo-
pie were not disposed to mind much
about him or his fandangoes,
This, however, soon proved an excep-
ton, for after he had got all things ready
after the smoke had cleared away, and
the tea kettle, or tin kittlc, or whatever
else he had had begun to sis-the master
of ceremonies let go Of the bush, and with
his paddle showed the craft into the
stream.
Thus far this was a mere common
place affair, but presently he grasped
what we should call starting bar, gave
it pull, and to the inexpressiblc aston
ishment of an old man and bis son, who
had stopped their team at the end Of the
furrow to see the old man take the boat
ride, the wheel at the side began to turn,
the steam began to squizzle, and the rods
began to sprangle and, shade Of the moth
cr Of witches the dug-out began to move
on up stream.
Jerusalem, fatherl said John; see the
old capn go right agin the kurant--and
sure enough away he wentthe old vet
Gran, who had studded, and thought and
thought and contrived while others slept,
Day after day the old canoe was seen glid-
ing up and down the river, guided by the
old man, with his drab coat and
Quaker hat, and was propelled by the
steam power. That, Mr.. Editor, ! AN
sure, was the first steam boat that even
moved on American waters.
Capt. Morey was the inventor Of nu.
merous other machines, among which
was one carried by smoke, the remains ol
which may be seen 10 this day, The ding
although It would 60, he saw that il
ended in smoke.
In fact, he was known far aud near tC
be man Of great inventive powers, and
Robert Fulton was one among the very
many who visited him for the purpose O
securing his aid in unrayelling somt
knotty points Of mechanism, and at tho
same time assist Morey in his various
/ plans, be (Fulton) being a practical me
cbanic The Old home alluded 10 wal
/ their studio, labratory and place Of con
sultation, aud very many days they wer'
closetcd there, for reason Of which th'
curiosity Of the people was greatly moved
But Il was not until the year 1907 tina
Fulton tried his great experiment on thl
Hudson River, which has Feyolutionizet
/ the world.
/ A discriminating and generous publi'
should award at least a moiety Of th,
credit to Morcy of which Fulton has been
the recipient; and the twain should here
after be named together in connection
with the subject Boston True Fiog.