St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1875-03-26
Barton.

We copy the following from the Bar
tom Monitor. which is getting to he IA
decidedly tacctiou> journal: Last Sat
ur'lay. Elisha Grant. Il hoy - Years old
VIII" works for Col. Eaton. took his
sled. there being a slight crust. and
went ont To show the Col. how he used
tn skim the fields III his boyi>h glee
when hr was not 50 stiff lnintcd and
clumsy H. lie i now. The Col. stood
looking ON. as the Presidents name
sake gave It >hrill whistle in imitation
of Il steam engine. mounted the sled
bell, bump fashion and daIted of with
lightning rIpiditN down very steep
hill "Chn- chou' chu-chu", choo,'
sounded from the sled as the speed in
creased. All went smooth ;S Il piece of
CREASED ice until he came To Il knoll
from the summit of which the sled
lrapcd about five feet into the air, and
when il came down il cut through the
crust and came to Il dead stand still
Not :" with Young Grant. oh, no a, he
went out to show the Col. the belly
bump style of sliding. and 50 he Scooted
about fifteen rods. to the foot Of the
hill. >kinming his forehead. nose and
chin in il very unsatisfactory manner,
tearing the buttons all of his clothes.
securing the palms of his hands and his
knec-panS down to the thickness of
tissue paper, and wearing his number
eleven feet down To about number six.
After leaving the sled il seemed to him
that he WAS i'll Il dream. and that some
body waS rubbing him with indpaper.
or putting him through a nutmeg CRATER
OF sausage cutter. But when he final
" got upon his feet. SAW the sky. the
. hill and sled half way up, and the Col.
at the top shaking his sides with laugh
ter, he SAW it WIS not Il dream. He
now "Oes limpimg around, with his nose
did up in court plaster. and wondering
why the Colonel don't stop laughing,
and why somebody don't start sub
scription paper to get him some clothes.
Last Thursday morning, as the way
freight. north, passed the second cross
ing between Barton and South Barton,
) the engineer saw pantOmine in the
snow which 50 struck him with wonder
aud amusement that he reversed the
engine and backed the train so us to
get IL second view of the picture. 1t
/ consisted of Il pair of horses standing
: stock still in he middle of il steep pitch,
Il Sled-lOad of wood. the most part OF
which had slid off the forward end, and
Il pair of cowhide boots protruding
: from the prOmlscuous heap. The spec
| tacle was Il comical one, but, convinced
, that there was a human critter at the
buried end of those boot legs, the
> train hands ut once set to work clearing
away the wood, and were soon reward
/ ed 10y finding Il Young man named
. Archie Sanborn, alive and we'll, but
considerably agitated, us the engine
whistle had sounded to him-buried
head down us he waS-like blast from
GabrierS trump, aud the rumhling train
as though the earth was being shaken
; up by a monster earthquake 1t seems
t that he was sitting upon the forward
tier of the wood that the top had slid
p off while descending the pitch and
taken him along with it that he had
called ont ''ThOd ~ to the horses while
,. on his way from the wood pile to the
: ground, and that the horses obeyed his
3 command so instantaneously that the
rest of the wood was pitched forward
> leaving him i'll the predicament de
, scribed above. When taken up, we are
= told, the back of his neck Law against
4 or very near one of the horses heels.
, and that he was so wedged in that il
= would have been an impossibility fol
him to have ever extricated himself. He
must have died i'll IA short time had be