The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1872-05-26
THE GREELEY PICNIC.
The Philosopher FeaShd by His Friends
on the Farm at Chappaqua.
A Lady Audience at the Wood
Chopping.
Picnic in the Evergreen
COpSe.
SOUVENIRS AND SOUVENIR SEEKERS.
SOUVENIRS AND SOUVENIR SEEKERS.
The Rustic Curiosity Still
dissatisfied.
AN UNEXPECTED OVATION


especial pride In Mr.. Greeley because he was
SORT OF PRoTEGE
of hers when he was fourteen. She was honored
with seat at his right hand on Friday evening
while he was receiving.
In the second carriage were Miss Partridge, Pro-
lessor Jackson, Mrs. Stevens and DR.. Linson. In
the third were Mr.. Stevens Mr. Woodman and Mrs.
Stewart and pyramidal pile Of baskets, containing
all the essential good things OF picnic luncheon.
THE REGION OF SLEEPY HOLLOW.
The procession, in somewhat struggling order,
drove gaily over that noble country where Brom
Bones used to Brighten the Old Dutch curmudgeons
with his daring deviltry, and where the headless
horse chased lchabod Crane. The scenery was too
familiar to all parties to call for any unusual ex
pressions regarding it, but the refreshing breeze
the cool, haZy weather, ana even the slight hurry
of rain that laid the dust, all served to enlven the
occasion. No banners were haunted and no music
accompanied
THE ANTE PREsIDENTIAL PROCESSION,
but the wit of keen tongues and the Joty Of happy
temperaments gave it the air Of something more
enjoyable than the pageantry of a proud parade
could have given 1t.
The party arrived in fine STYLE without accident at
the Chappaqua farm, about ten O'Clock, stabbed the
horses put the provisions under guard and started
at once for
THE WOODED KNOLL
which the philosophical wood-chopper is especially
engaged In thinning out and trimming up. Some
OF the ladies gave out half way up the hill and
stopped to rest on the steps Of the new unfinished
house. The rest managed to follow the footeps OF
the lusty Sage far up the hill as the house in the
woods, where, as usual, he cordially invited all
hands to take drink. The depth OF the steps to
the spring in the glen deferred the remaining ladies
OF the party however, from venturing any farther,
and they YEARLY rested In the sitting room OF the
house until the gentlemen returned from the spring
with q pail of the mild but
SPARKLING FLUID
These gentlemen brought away with them all the
drinking vessels, SO that, when an hour after
wards, the reporter offered to show two ladies the
wonders of this peerless" spring, lie was COM
PEELED to offer them u drink out of broken flower
pot.
ADDITIONAL ARRIVALS.
At the house the party was joined by Mr.. Alvin
J. Johnson and Mr.. James NJ. Scovel, member OF
the Liberal Republican State Committee of New
Jersey; Captain Ferguson, heavy weight, and
two artists, intent securing Mr. Greeley in some
new position hitler to untitled
sKIRMIsHING.
AS he has been photographed by this time Oftener
than any other man In the universe. II was difficult
to ind such position, and the artists
endurance to a remarkable extent skirmishing
among the abattis and lodging the axes OF ire
sponsible choppers before they could ''catch" him.
Finally they took him up tree, standing on one
limb and hacking at another, one leg gracefully
twined about the trunk and one woOllen-gloved
while the heavy-wefghted Captain, with nearly two
hundred pounds OF avolrdup0is upon his person.
grasp like the grip OF DEATH
THE DANGERS OF CHAPPAQUA.
The long-handled Ratchet in the Philosophers
hands sometimes rebOunded from sturdy limb and
came too near his benevolent face for comfort; and
sometimes glanced and made demonstration In the
region OF his venerable calves, and sometimes again
missed the limb and swinging low down
payfully described circles about the placid and
unsuspectng Captains head. until some Of the
ladies', who had finally climbed the brow Of the
knoll and had seated themselves on stumps and
stones to view the performance, became
in anticipation of some accident to their reve-
renced friend or his compacent assistant, and were
compelled to withdraw across the knoll, where they
contemplated his white hat and dress coat, thrown
across stump, In fearless meditation.
woop-cHoPPINa BECOMING FASHIONABLE.
The number OF sightseers or rather friends, who
come to Chappaqua to see the Presidential expect
ant trim his forest trees was so increased by the
advent Of this picnicking party, that more axes
sounded with the strokes OF the amateur choppers
At one slender hemock the venerable but still Wig
orous Doctor Jackson-a reverend-made the chips
fy in an artistic way; at another, Mr.. Woodman
in defiance OF the universal cry OF "Woodman spare
that treen attacked bow chestnut, and at every
available tree some ambitious amateur took lesson
In the new political science OF "axing."
AT two O'Clock
for lunch. Everybody was tired and hungry but
the Sage. He regretted the could not have few
hours more at this or that tree.
THE LUNCH
was set on rustic table In the Evergreen copse,
and was an ennobling example of what the art OF
cookery may do toward soothing the anxieties and
agitations Of political canvass. Each gentleman
carried chair or two down from the house, and
the PARTY were thus enabled a to seat themselves
the head and Dr. Jackson the second seat, at the
foot The Philosopher at once called for glass Of
water, and everybody else for glass of milk. The
whole force was hungry and masticated the lobster
salad, cold chicken, sprouts wheaton biscuit,
an ardor and persistence paraleled only by the
zeal OF photographers seeking Grceley's portrait.
THE CONVERSATION
turned upon all enthusiastically, political, aVr-
cultural, journalistic and personal. The Sage, as
usual, spoke with terse freedom OF political men
and things until a shrewd lawyer at hts elbow
whispered in his ear that such complicatng
sentiments might be made the subject OF the
report In the papers, whereupon the Philo-
tical matters discussed In this way were not to be
reported, he hoped. The representative of the
HERALD bowed his willing acquiescence i'm this en-
barge, and the philos0phic mind was eased.
THE PHILOSOPHERS DIET.
"What III you have, Philosopher !" said Scovel,
seeing the eyes OF the Sage wandering about In
search OF something.
.'some more lobster salad, Mr.. Greeley Y' said
Miss Partridge, near him.
"Another slice Of cold chicken, sir ?" said the
Il want some more water" responded the Sage.
said Mrs. Stewart.
"Yes I'll take some brown Bread" said Mr.. Gree
ley; "its my old love-"
HARD WORK.
81 still feel quite hungry" said Scovel, after the
meal was half over.
"You didn't do any hard work, either" replied
the Sage.
"He worked hard at the Cincinnati Convention"
said Johnson.
"Pass him the cold chicken" said the Sage face
tiOusly.
THE FLOWING BOWEL. - :.
A htaAn HATH In. thar anfra
was an object OF wonder and admiration 70 ene
gentlemen. As the meal progressed however, ~
stood idle. One gentleman nudRed another anu
the other nudged back. LETS get MIN 10 open the
bottle . said they. No sooner said tnan done 80
..vr,it ,c,, ouoY, the hottie Greeley wv