Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1877-08-22
A Panorama Of the War.

lhlS Is street scene IN harS. we don
know who seen it, but we know it was
Saw. Probably some Russian czar it. The
city is in state of siege. The gentleman
in the foreground, feeling over his head
for the ground, is private gentleman in
u Cossack regiment. He is not feeling
very we'll He is ill. A moment ago he
met fifteen inch shell, and was too busy
to get out of the way. His stomach, lungs
ana swallowing thing went on with the
shell, and he will never enjoy square
meal again. His comrades wish to send
for the doctor. He declines. He says he
does not need him. lie is right He can
die without him. The doctor will weep
when he learns the Cossack is dead. He
will bend over his Jifeless form, and then
he will weigh it and put it an item, to the
last ounce, us II tumor he removed from
gentleman in Scott county. Truly, in the
midst of life we are in debt
The gentleman in gunny-bag trousers
and long pipe is IL Turk. lie is the
friend of the American journalist who
uses him to make puns Of. He will not
last much longer at the rate the American
journalist is using him up. This is all that
anybody knows about the Turk or Turkey.
Move the panorama on.
This is Il Russian General. See the
wide landscape stretching away in the dim
distance. Let her stretch-it doesn't cost
us anything. You cannot see the Russian
General tor his name, but he is there all
the same. You can smell his breath He
eats talow candles. This makes him
light-hearted. His name comes in by the
BIG rock on the left, follows the course of
the meandering brook in the valley, winds
slowly up the mountain side, and dsap-
pears in the direction Of Ulyblowitch, 1t
is nine miles long, without the titles.
When his motller used to call him up TO
breakfast, she started at p. NJ, took IL
long breath, and talked it off till morning.
This is Il telegraph Office The bright
looking young man ut the table is West
ern Union operator. The little brass and
steel thing ticking away on the table is
the instrument. The operator is very
easily distinguished from the instrument.
He cannot talk so fast rs the instrument,
but he can sleep IL great deal more. He is
going to sleep now. The man leaning
over the counter is Il heartess citizen, who
has the check to ask the operator to send
dispatch for him. The operator takes
the message, but he does not send it. He
hasn't time. He loses nine games OF check
crs while that citizen is wondering why he
doesn't get any reply to his dispatch.
Then the citizen starts out TO walk to the
place and see the man. He finds him, and
soon after they meet the dispatch comes
along. The citizen remembers and recog-
nzes it, He is affected to tears. The
operator finds him and charges him forty
cents for sending the message, forty-hvc
cents for the wear and tear of the inslru-
ment, fifty cents for the strain on nervous
system, sixty cents for collecting rate ON
general principles. He learns afterward
that the citizen yet has some money left
and he is going back in the morning to
borrow it of him.
This is Constant O'Noplc. He is the
leader of the muscle-men. All the
O'Noples are muscular men. Constant
O'Nople ism t afraid of 81. Petersburg He
isn't even afraid OF BID burg. The
sound of the bucksheesh is heard in the
distance.
This is Christian martyr Of Roumania.
| He leans up against the awning post and
remarks that there isn't any use in ROu-
maniang around here any longer He is
book agent. He has been kicked down
three pair of stairs, chased through an
alley, bit by two dogs, been hit with Il
poker, slapped with II boot-jack, had II
| lump raised on him with barrel stave,
been pushed into csten, got lost twice
in strange streets, been arrested four
times on charges OF vagrancy, and on gen
eral suspicion, been chased out of town
once rs swindler, whipped by II 'iray-
man, robbed of his watch, lost his hat,
been called 10000 different kinds of
names, and sold two books, one Of which
the man took and never paid him for, and
on the other he made II gross profit of
eghty-two cents. He is not rich, is this
book agent. But he is good. BE kind to
the book agent You may publish book
of your own you will want sold some day.
-BurtlngtOn HaWkeye.