News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1892-07-07
JOHNS SON.

7 A. Pearl spent the Sabbath in No. Troy
Mrs 7. r. Hill is visiting friends in Hard
wick.
Ralph Chase of Fairfield, was in town las
week.
Chesley Hartwell is spending a few days il
town.
Roy Ward is spending his vacation at home
with his mother.
Nearly all of the farmers have out licenses
for the sugar bounty.
George Baker went to the Kelley Institute
at Montpelier, last week.
johnson was well represented at Morrisville
| and Hard wick the Fourth.
Matte Norton of Fairfax, is the guest OF
her aunt, Mrs. A. II. Buck.
! DR.. Campbell sailed from New York for the
old country, last Saturday
Joseph Holmes and family of Glover, have
been visiting at D. G. Holmes.
F. C. Whiting has let the contract for build
! ing his house to A. ii. Manley.
Mrs Charles W. Baker and son, of New
| York, are guests at I. j. Bakers.
Rev Mr. Newton is spending the entire
week with his Pensioners in Waterville.
| Mr. and Mrs. Horace W God of Jericho, are
| stopping at their fathers, f. 5. Hayford's.
| Mrs. Nathan Mcfarland has gone to Mont
pelier to spend some time with friends there.
Mr.. Farrington's father and mother, from
Walden, spent few days with her last week.
Nat Freeman of Morrisville, has been spend
ing several days with his friend Perley Whit
ing.
Carrie Stevens has gone with Miss Skinner
to her home in st. Adams, to spend few
weeks
Mrs II. W. Stevens accompanied her hus-
band on his trip through Franklin County
last week.
The ladies will hold their Missionary meet
ing with Mrs. II. NJ. Parish next Thursday
afternoon.
Mrs. C. C. Rogers and daughter, Gladys are
spending few weeks in Michigan, with Mrs.
Rogers mother.
Mr. and Mrs. C. FL. Stevens, with their fami-
ly are spending some time at their fathers,
Orange Bucks.
Mrs E. Gale of Florida. with 6sr daffghter,
Mrs. Sanders, is spending the summer at her
brothers, 0. W. Stearns.
Advertised letters: Mrs Laura Burnham,
Mrs. Julia Bryant, V. M. Hatch Mrs. Carrie
Morrison and Mrs. George Smith.
Mrs. Ell. G. Fancher returned to her home n
Bemis Mass, last Friday, accompanied by
Mrs. DR.. Allen and daughter, Minnie.
Rev. and Mrs. Saunders, Mrs. B. L. Fullng-
ton and Lizzie Pearl, started Tuesday even
ing for New York, to attend the p. S. e. E.
convention.
Nearly twenty-five Sons of Veterans. many
of them born since the close of the war,
marched to Morrisvle the morning of the
4th. In physique and bearing, they were
credit not only to their parents, but to the
several neighborhoods from which they came |
Capt. Sturtevant commanded.
Alice Winchester has had charge of the |
Model school for five years and now resigns. |
The parents of the children, who have had |
the advantage of her training and enjoyed |
the influence of her cheerful presence, wish to |
express their appreciation of the value of her |
service and their deep sense of her worth out |
of, as well as in the school room Miss |
Winchester will leave in our socialli life, large
place, not readily or easily filed.
The Goth anniversary of the birth of Mrs
Mary Andrews was quietly celebrated last
Saturday at her home, the residence of Heman
Newton. About thirty friends were present
headed by her PASTOR Rev. N. c. Saunders.
After devotional exercises, the reading of d
poem and letters from distant friends, ex-
aminations of presents with social exchanges
and refreshments, filed up the few hours they
were together. Although Mrs Andrews
would be compelled to worship, leaning on
the top of her staff" still her eye is not dim
nor her natural, mental force abated. -
The following poem was read
hail once more my natal day,
Still in my tenement of clay,
And He who placed the structure here,
Can prop it up another year,
If he should think it best
Long has it stood through SHOWS and rains,
And brayed lifes fearful hurricanes,
While many stronger fell.
The reason why we cannot see
But what to us seems mystery,
The builder knows full we'll.
But now tbs weather-worn and old,
The summer heat and winter cold
Pierce through the walls and roof
lis like garment so worn out,
To mend there seems no where about
So gone is warp and wool.
The tottering pillars all are weak,
The poor old rusty hinges creak,
The windows too are dim.
Those slight discomforts Wen let pass
For looking darkIy through a glass
We catch a hopeful gleam.
Nature and reason tell Us all,
This shattered frame ere long must fall,
When, where, how is unknown;
Well leave that to the Architect,
And trust His wisdom to direct
The taking of it down.
And when you see it PROSTATE lie
Let not tear bedim the eye,
The tenant is not here,
But just beyond times little space
She finds some quiet resting place
No more to date her year.
And though she walks with you no more
The world will move just as before,
IT'S meet it should be so,
Let each his house in order set
That he may leave without regret
Whenever called to go.