The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1875-08-12
An Incident of Camp Life.

Chicago is large city and has numer
GUS grand hotels run by very capable man
agers-gentemanly clerks and proprietors.
Vermont sent a number of those wide
awake men west. They don't forget the
old times, but come back as opportunity
allows to revisit the old camping ground,
and crack a joke with the boys.
Among other palaces in Chicago the
Sherman holds high rank, engineered by
the popular managers, Messrs Bissell &
Huber This Bissell-front name Charley
is an inveterate JOKER Every one ap-
preciates his jokes. He is smarter than the
average school boy of the period. He
sometimes meets his match. He played
beggar once and called at the front door of
a certain residence. He asked for bread
and got broom stick over his back
He is good washerwoman, or at least
so considered. Two years or more ago, he
played joke about q COW on mine host
Gaines of the Stevens house, Sam always
hates.to remain in any ones debt.
| A large party have been camping at
Long Point in the town of Ferrisburgh.
Some of the county official and merchants
from Vergennes. They have frat rate
yacht, add nice row boat. Their camp
is conducted in first class style. Many are
the visitors that have tasted the good things
! Of this life at Long Point. Last week Mr..
Gaines spent the night with the "idlers"
and the following was one among many in
cidents of the stay;
M. Bissell was aching for good shot.
Sam was anxious to see him shoot. But
as il the chpmunks and small chirping
birds knew what splendid markham was
waiting for them, no game appeared
The milk can needed replenishing and
Charley went for the milk. Sam who had
heretofore been an attentive listener sud-
denly made tracts and rowing out into the
lake anchored a stuffed duck, in sight of
the camp and returned to his couch. This
was early in the morning. Bissell returned
! and before long espied said water fowl
The noise he made stirring up that camp
and getting rifles would have shattered the
dead. "Sam Sam Bill Bill |! come
out and see this loon. Come quick and
shoot Splendid shot. Why don't you
get up9 Never saw such lazy men in my
life Are you fellows going to sleep all
day? Get up judge. Come on Myron. "
Those were few of the remarks this man
made. All olt of breath he grasps rifle
and fires. A miss is as good rs mile.
Bird there still. Some one remarked that
he thought 1t was not live shot Bissell
remarks he never was sure unless some one
was shooting with him. Once more leaden
pill was thrown away. Bissell excited
boys cool. A strategic movement ON
the part of the duck.
The wind had turned the float so that
from where the "Chcago team" stood it
appeared to be padding away. He was
bound to kill this time. His hungry spirit
called for blood. He would kill that bird
any way after the fourth shot had been
fired. Sam gently reclining uttered the
applause of "boss" "boss' "boss"---in i'm
itation of person calling a COW. Bissell
saw the joke and admitted. Gaines had
gone him better.
Sam had waited two years for revenge
and had it. Bissell is "mum" on the
subject and will not compete at the rifle
match at Fors Cassin.
We hope the the ''game association" will
not bring any suit against Mr.. d. As the