Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1873-12-10

'i"oAsmith. A very good workman he
"ueh SOBER and clothed in his right mind
onampeau is fghtest whenever he gets
''.'ioe OF two drinks of whiskey. And the
wi one himself couldn't he worse custom
CT TO manage than is Champeau when he be-
comes slightly salubrious. Last Thursday
ohampeau fell in, as he claims, with a North
heid Good remplar and the Town Liquor
Agent. 1t is certain he imbibed too freely
vi something hotter than ice water. Cham
peau warming up for a fight came in contact
Win aWell-known character whose sobrauet
Is "Foxtail," and q went for him - as for
neathen Chinee. In the fight that ensued
oherlf Dudley took a hand. Champeau
didn't like this interference and instead of
running for the secret Businesses of the lava
beds, enacted the part of Captain Jack, and
undertook to raise the Sheriff's scalp then
and there. The Sheriff proclaimed the riot
act, and with the aid of law-abiiing citizens
pa the bracelets on Champeau's wrists,
bandaae on his mouth and took him over as
boarder at the County hotel The excellent
fare there provided without liquid appetizers
soon brought the would-be Modoc into a
peaceful frame of mind lie was willing to
make confession of where he obtained the
lighting rum, and to be forgiven for resisting
an officer
Champeau was afterwards fined by JUS
tice Field, s. and costs for intoxication and
so and costs for resisting She riff Dudley.
He disclosed that he had his liquor of Luther
Knapp of Mortified. Knapp being brought
before Justice Field swore he did not let him
have it and that he had not drank any him
self for several months. Knapp was dis
charged and it is said his conduct before
going home Friday, the day of his acquittal
was such as to cast discredit on his state
ments, and to lead people to think that
Champeau told the truth about getting his
rum of him
a BUTTERFLY OVER THE DANA young
but fully fedged Butterfly last Friday after
noon went over the dam of the Lane Manufac-
turing Company, and received a plump
ducking in the dismaliy cold waters below
He was rescued most speedily with one limb
severely bruised, aud the beauty of his out
ward adornment slightly demoralized and
married. 1t wasn't just the season for Butter
flies to be.abroad, and we half suspect this ad
venturer inwardly prayed as he Topped
over into the icy flood beneath for some one
aside from the sexton to put him in hi
little bed =" This Butterfly had a name
And it was George. He wore skates. AnC
he skated over the dam while '' cutting VI
shines . on the ice above.
We have from the publishers, Messrs
futile q Co. Of Rutland, a copy of " A
Parsng and Drill Book in the Elements o.
the English Language" by Edward Conant
) A. M, the Principal of the Normal Schoo
at Randolph The body of the worl
consists of selections from which to study
in the school room the language in its bes
form. Appended is q list of roots of Englisl
words which. being carefully studied, serve
to give the student in great measure tn
knowledge of the meaning of root form
supposed by some to be attainable to an,
extent only by the study Of other languages
G The introduction treats of the sentence, Q
the analysis of words, scanning, &C., an
= contains suggestions to teachers which the
l will find of use. The book is recommends,
by the State Board of Education, and it
general use would lead to a more thoroug
knowledge of the language
THE HARVEST Moon, and other Poems; b
G, n. Brigham, Printed at the Riversid
Cambridge, Mass.) Press, and for sale b
G. W. Wilder and T. G. Phinney, Mont
pelier.
1t is gratifying to know that the sale of tn
first edition of this little work has been sucl
as to Justify the author in issuing reviset
and enlarged edition. The volume before u
contains 90 pages-being an addition of 8
; pages to the previous issue. 1t is nicel
printed from clear type, on fine tinted paper
and handsomely bound in muslin. Its au
thor-Dr Brigham of this place-has rar
poetical fancy, and the wild wierdness o
many of his unique picturing5 will be bette
E appreciated as the author thereof become
more frequently read and more general.
understood. We trust many will avail then
:, selves of this opportunity to secure the lates
edition of our native authors exuberan
,oIorings with which to while away many
, pleasant or pensive hour. We know tn
poet and our readers will pardon US for re
printing the following little gem, entitled
, Song of the HYacinth, y in which we thin
we discover an incident, told in sadly swee
verse, connected with the death-bed scene q
the authors beloved wife:
SONG OF THE HYACINTH.
One lay with bright eyes looking for the Christ,
q And SO near to heaven 1t seemed that she cou
: The song of flowers. A purple hyacinth,
: Which from a vase drank dew and shed it round
q In fragrance played an interlude that called
- Her halfhown .lrit back. For when her eye
&c Was fixed on it, till all her face did smile,
20 She handed forth her pale white hand and asked
I That 1t be given her We never shall forget
II That smile, the dainty way her fingers toyed
Among the petals lastly, unto her nose
- Began, How sweetln Twas even as child
% Sweet toys and grows ahame with Joy. Ana as
q we gazed and saw the dappled halo glow
- And ripple over all her face, we said
D. Its the breaking light of heaven. That night
She died, the fragrance of the hyacinth
~ Upon her fingers, sweetest smile that eer
- Warmed human face yet lingering; and her
rs Low lullaby song of that sweet flower.
e, SONG.
II There is no death, no death, my dearest.
. No death but death of pain;
The sleeping ones, my child, are nearest
= TO Aiden's rapturing strain.
es The sleeping ones with flower, are singing
Holy, holy heaven is fair;
: :: The weary of ear h are bringing
Their sweet sopranos there.
O, fold thy lids and drop thy sorrow,
And sleep thee free of pain;
le And when thou wakest on the morrow
, Thou wilt be born again