The Bennington banner. [volume] (Bennington, Vt.) 1858-1894, 1891-03-12
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Yermnnt Newspapcrs.

At the Vermont Centennial dinner in
Brooklyn, n. Y, March Ith, Hamilton
Ormsbec of Brandon, now of the Brook
Ign Eagle, III response to toast to "The
Press said:
Your committee cannot have expected
from me any history or eulogy of the
Vermont press, such as the subject de
serves from more familiar and more able
hands. My service upon the newspapers
of Vermont was long enough to show
me that they have record for service to
the best interests of their State which
should be recited as a part OF the States
history, but which should be told from
the standpoint of long and intimate
acquaintance. But there is another side
of the subject upon which it would be
ungracious, in such n company as this,
not to say a word. That is the gratitude
which VermontCrs far from shadow
of their native peaks feel toward the
editors who stay at home. What Eagle
scream be never so ClOqucntly; what
sun, tho it shine for all; what Tribune
on its tower of Judgment, can compare
in interest for the son of Vermont with
those little papers which the postman
brings us on Friday afternoon? How
eagerly we read them from the column
of personals upon the fourth page back
ward to the poem at the beginning of the
first. 1t matters not whether 1t is the
Bennington BANNER, The Rutland Her.
dtd, Tie Burlington Free Press, The St
Adams Messenger, The Montpelier
iEGirhmdR, The st. JOhnsbury CGicd0n-
ian, The Newport Express, The Wndsori
or POultney or Manchester JOumIi, The
Woodstock StdHddrd, the Middlebury
Register, The Barre Enterprise, The Yer
gennes FermORter, The BrattlebOrO Re
former or PhGHjr, The Fair Haven Era,
The Bellows Falls Times, The Brandon
Union or the Londonderry Siter-if that
viyacious little journal is still Sitting
we read them from editorials to adver-
tisements.
Metropolitan Journalists are somewhat
given, believe, to making merry over
the items about the reshingling of John
Smiths barn or Widow Commits rheu-
matiSm. But how much they mean to
those of us who know John and who
remember Mrs. Commits kindly face
with its big trimmed glasses. There is
also q metropolitan impression that a
Vermont printing office is-well, that it
is not exactly a Colorado silver mine.
y SOlltNlllt NdlltN bbStl NtNlDll NOll-
vinCes me that the Vermont editor and
his city brother stand upon n substantial
and glorious equality in that respect
Journalists nowhere become million
aires, except occasionally by marriage
on the other side of the East river. But
neither do they, in Vermont any more
than in New York city, fail to enjoy the
substantial blessings of life. presume
there may be in Vermont Il few editors
who have taken pay for subscriptions IN
cordwood or eggs, but nobody accuses
the Vermont editor of storing his cord
wood inside his skull, or of using his
added eggs to bespatter his neighbors'
regulations with. Then more power to
the elbow of the Vermont editor! May
his subscription list wax fat and never
kick! He knows his public, he serves
it faithfully and he deserves well of it.
especially of that part of it far from
home to whom he is village postoilice,
tavern and sewing society rolled into
one.