The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1878-09-12
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They have butit neW FVAu lte"
BloomiuEdale 10 Franklin Fails, or rather
arc building H. This keeps The irAVcler
on The bAuks Of The Safanse, the whole
distance. Twas chilly night the river
felt the chill and clothed Itself heavily
with fog This iog was Of The Kind thai
you could cnt With kniie. Il is not 10.
teresung to look steadily into foes After
having done i an hour OF two you have
exhausted sll The fun there Is IN Il.
I, was about 9 O'Clock OF the morning,
W hen Sid into The bottom Of that wAg.
on. did Il deKlorously, knew ! did
Il, for iell easy 10 doing Il. was 100,
longer than The wagon, bul the wagon
wssn't to blame. There we're Two ways
Of ,boriuing myselt-one was to crook my
knees, or to hang my head ont over the
tail Of the wagon tried both ways
The drivers seat, 80 the wagon bumped
along, bruised my knees, 1.-THE legs didn't
lie fiat, the bead threatened TO part com.
pAny with the body, Il it projected be-
vond the tail board. ! changed positions
as often as Congressman. Finally, by
putting my feet il the northeast corner
ofthe wagon, aud my head In the south
east, aud distributing my body around
the segment of an arc, Ihlt upon posi-
ton that felt was, under the circumstan-
ces, triumphant.
slept. | dreamed. | could have Civ
en- Macbeth niue points and won.
dreamt my bead was rolling along
after one track OF the wagon. | dreamt
that my ribs were sticking out around
the sides OF the wagon, that my legs
were paddles, aud was propelling the
vehicle by steam. Martins steamboat
helped that out, probably, | dreamt that
huge giant was using my body rs a
pestle with which to pack the new road
bed solid. drcamt that bad kicked the
driver = thousand feet into the air, and
that when be went out of sight he bad
only just got iaiIy started. dreamt that
was wading the Sarauac River and was
pulling the horses after me. ! dresmt
that Martins steamboat was sailing along
under the wagon aud about 10 blow up /;
that was a delightful dream; il made me
heroic. | said let her blow death tor
the public good. dreamt that was in
side the piano snd that the inevitable
young lady had just struck into fortis-
simo passage. That woke me.
! sat up in the wagon aud looked
around me with Que eye; then pulled
the other open aud looked again. We
had left the river banks, and were rolling
leisurely along on the plank road. The
driver was fast asleep with the pipe IN
his mouth, his neck aud body As stiif as
an iron ramrod. lie sat so stiff that |
didn't dare touch him, lest he'd snap In
two, | picked upa stout straw from
the bottom of the wagon with the idea oi
amusing myself. balanced Il between
my thumb and forelinger aud began to
advance 1t toward his left ear, IL tickled
me before it did him. BY the time the
point OF IL had got TO within four inches
OF his ear had TO stop and laugh.
| laughed so couldn't hold 1t steady. 1t
tick led me so, TO think how be was going
| TO be tickled At last steadied myself
and advanced the reed and ran IL In be.
tween the upper lobe of the ear and the
hair. lie said Ge-lang! Fast asleep all
the while. | gave him another jab, and,
without moving a muscle Of his face, he
said, GitI Laughf guess | did. think
| never had anything strike me funnier.
You see there was no audience and ] had
full benefit OF the entertainment. The
wagon gave a sudden lurch aud he awoke !
the singular thing about II was, he began
pufiiug at bis pipe, utterly oblivious that
be had been asleep au hour. Sleep is for
gelluness, alter all.
By this time The modest morning came
Fbushing Into sight. For twenty miles !
rode facing The dawn and the full risen
light. The mountain sides teemed with
vapors Above the river wound great
rolls Of fog. Tie odors OF the woods
hung stationary in the damp air. Each
gumlny tree cast the invisible shadow Q
its incense across The road. You lass
from balsam to CEDAR from cedar Ia pine
from pine TO wild rose, as you might pass
into separate rooms filled with their Ifa
GRANGE. The birds left their d:owsy
perches aud sent their calls through the
woods ! heard the robins hule, The
swamp bird. lonely cali, the partridge
beating bis tattoo, aud high up, from
distance the eye could not penetrate, de-
scended an eagles cry.