Litchfield enquirer., 1879-06-12
New Preston.

not snratort as was printed. Neither did we say ''the thermometer marked S9 above 300 Saturday., not much. It was S9o above O. Your imp must have thought of the purgatori- al fires of limbus, or been suffering fearful attack of horrors, to write us down as under going the combustion of Tartarus 179o above zero may be what we deserve, but we beg of him net to consign us there yet, and to be careful and not by mistakes of his, draw upon our devoted cranium the awful wrath of this entire community. We reckon the past week he got cooled off some. Mrs. Mix, the "faith cure" colored lady. was here, Saturday, accompanied by M l.. Delevan, editor of the Ray. and visited Mrs John Ludgate, of this village, and Mrs. l. c. Crofut of Woodvlle. We hear Mrs. Ludgate was benefited, but how greatly, we know net yet, but hope to be able to say more next week.
 There was very interesting temperance meeting at the church, Sunday night. E. H. Beardsley occupied the presidents chair pro tenn. H. o. Averill resigned as committee on exercises, and Miss Lizzie Lemon was chosen to fill the vacancy. MT. Lancashire directed his remarks to the young men of the Union who have arrived at the conclusion that they took the pledge for only six months and conse- quently now imbibe once more. He also cen- sured the young lady members who wink at the peccadillos of these same young men, and even privately and in parlors themselves sip the wine ''when it is red and moveth itself aright." He showed the great danger of such proceedings, how It would lead to greater evils, etc., and closed with strong appeal to be to- tai abstainers.
 Being native of the "Nutmeg State, I've guess (which word is a synonym of knoao) there is a rifle club at the Palace Royal" for bulls eye target stands away against the ver- dant hillside and we hear good deal of noise thereabouts. "Hawkeye Bil'' is the Dr. Car yer of the association thus far, and 'sRamrod Jim" stands second on the list, but the runner that three carloads of glass balls have been ordered for the use of this club should not be credited for a moment.
 A select party of young ladies and gentle men went to Lovers Leap for a picnlc Satur day, including in the tour a visit to Indian Spring, Peint-of-the-R Rocks, and old Wara- maugs grave. The day was cool, salubrious and pleasant, excellent for riding, but, at the repast it was chilly and we longed for those furs we packed Tn camphor two weeks before
 -Leman Cogswell is painting A. H. Bolles' house. This done, with the grading about it, and new fences etc., will make it a pleasant place and add materially to the beauty of that street.
 Miss Lorain Beeman came home from Maplewood Institute, Pittsfeld, Mass, last week, for short visit
 Fred s. Cogswel's little girl Frances is sick with scarlet fever. She had just attained the highest pinnacle of the whooping cough as the fever set in.
 On Saturday night one of New Preston's handsomest, youthful cavaliers, on returning from the picnic, stopped with his fair Dulcinea, to attend the singing school in Marketable. While she trilled the soprano and he did his 'level best" on the 6asso rrotundo, the spirited young horse got loose in some manner and started for home two miles away, and arrived there, himself and buggy all right, leaving the cavalier in tremendous fix. On the way home the horse met team and turned out, giving half the road as he would if his driver had had the rains. Such is good kind of horse to have, but we'll wager even he couldn't do it again.
 Two drunken young men, with white horse drove through our village last Saturday evening, cutting whoever they met over the head with their whip. They drove furiously down the hill by Rev. Henry Upson's so frightening Geo. Wright's COW with their drunken shouts as to cause her to jump through Mr. Upson's barbed iron fence injuring her very badly. Altogether their actions were not pleasing spectacle for civilized com- munity.
 Mir. Wm. Conn has been quite sick for a week past but is now able to be out again.
 On Monday, 9th inst, Mrs. Deacon s. J. Averill was. greatly but happily surprised by visit from her Sabbath school class which consists entirely of ladies. It was Mrs. Aver ills 55th birthday and they had planned sur prise to make her heart glad. They carried eatables enough to make an epicure groan in spirit, and the afternoon was passed pleasantly with conversation, and music; and the ''feast of wit and flew of soup which sparkled and bubbled about that festive festal board baff1es description. At last the happy company were called to silence when Mrs. Walter Burnham read the following poem which was composed for the occasion by member of the class Mrs. B. herself, everybody thought was the author thereof, and think so still-after which Mrs. Averill was presented with a valuable, elegant. and tastefully ornamentede sofa- pillow as slight token of her classes love and affec- ton for her. Then all joined in singing Shall we gather at the river ?" when all dispersed to their homes wishing Mrs. Averill many more years of usefulness and happiness, and feeling that they had enjoyed one of the pleasantest afternoons of their existence.
 With greeting kind, dear Mrs. Averill,
 We come to you on top of this hill.
 To celebrate your natal day,
 With loving remembrances geod wishes to pay As first after As in good order are set
 The Bs in our orthodox old alphabet,
 The Bennets and Beemans and Burnhams salute you Then Clemons and Cogswell who never dispute you, And Humphrey and Hopkins of "Deaconshn flavor Who add to your class goedly savor
 Of womanly virtues; but if you're seeker
 For more of our band there's Griswold and Meeker We're not at the end. for Taylor and Tanner
 With staunch hearts and hands help hold up our
 banner.
 Then Woodruff and Wheaton will bring up the And vanguard and rearguard all of them here. . We bring you gift, of love tis token. And friendship-may the band ne'er be broken! For love is not finite, it lives forever.
 Tho we may be sundered it's links will not sever If founded on Him, our Refuge and Rock
 We can bear all hfes ills; the tempest and shock Will but make us cling closer So wish thee to day Fresh courage and hope to press the way
 The Father apponed, for He knoweth best
 How to care for His own and at last giveth rest From all of He's toil :; then longer we roam But in mansions above are gathered home.
 PEN DEACON.