The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1892-02-17

train Thursday morning for Underhill, and
returned at noon with Whipple. Mean
while subscription paper had been circu-
lated about town, O'Neil's fine had been
paid, and his friends had spirited him away.
The officers watched for him at the Wells
River station, but O'Neil was at the "know-
nothing" crossing, where he boarded the
train for GrOton. Landlord Whipple was
discharged. The fact that O'Neil had only
one arm led to the report that he was q vet
had paid his fine. O'Neil was too young to
have been in at the declaration OF peace,
even.
THE town OF Calais was saddened, last
Saturday, by the news Of the death, within
a few hours OF each other, OF Mr.. and Mrs
J.V.R Kent. Both were victims OF the grip
Mr.. Kent was in Montpelier last Friday
week. Upon his return home he was taken
ILL., failed gradually, and died at 8: 45 last
Friday night. Mrs. Kent had also fallen q
victim to the disease, and died at II: 30 Sat-
urday morning. The funeral was held last
Monday morning, Rev. l.. Warren officiat-
ing. John Van Rensselaer, Kent was born
in Calais, November q, 1913. He was always
leading man in the affairs OF his town
and his advice was constantly sought. He
was representative from Calais in 1862 and
1853, and had been selectman, lister, Justice
OF the peace, and the holder of other minor
town Offices. He was married twice-the
first time to Laura Curtiss in 1841. They
had no children, and Mrs. Kent died in 1851.
The second marriage was contracted in 1856,
when Mr.. Kent married Mrs. Catherine
Morse, the daughter OF Alpheus Bliss They
leave one son-Charles V. Kent of Calais.
The second wife was born August 81, 1923.
She leaves one sister-Mrs. g. Il. Robinson
Mr.. Kent is survived by two brothers and
sister-Ira Kent, born in 1903; Ezekiel Kent,
born in 1911, now living with J. II. Liv:,
Tucker, born In 1900. Mr.. Kent was the
| youngest to die in the family, excepting one
son who died in adolescence.
A MERRY band of Chautauquans assem-
bled, last Monday, to take the famous ride
to Waterbury. The Monitor was filed 10
overfowing, but, rather than divide the
| company, stool was placed upon the bot
tom of the sleigh and furnished cosy
though humble seat for the Elocutionist
| Soon the metropolis, with all its din and
hustle, was left behind, and the party were
speeding through snow-white world to the
music OF merry bells, almost wishing that,
like the river, they might "go on forever"
The number boasted two poets, and they
were called upon to compose "yell" for
the occasion. The junior poet soon produced
something original and unique. The yell,
| accompanied by the music Of the horn,
walked the echoes far and near, and drew
the staid old farmer folk to their windows
to look at what must have seemed to them
like load af lunatics en- route for Water
bury asylum. The Chautsuqua salute was
waved, but elected no response except
from the dogs When Waterbury village
was reached a flourish of handkerchiefs in
the upper balcony of the hotel proclaimed
the presence of a few wary Chautauquans.
who, not daring to risk life and limb to so
frail bark as the Monitor, had come by
train and had resolved themselves into a
committee Of reception. After dinner Mrs,
William p. Dillingham; looked in, staying
to the post-prandial exercises, which diff
fered little from the ordinary The elo-
cutonist gave Mrs. Maloney's Receipt for
Cake" which called forth peals of laughter
The senior poet then introduced the junior
poet as the chief orator Of the day. She re-
spOnded with fine poem, THE Ride OF
the Geese" She then retaliated upon the
senior poet, calling upon her for poem
From the depths of the latter's pocket was
produced bit of paper, from which she
proceeded to read the sweetest little thing
imaginable Mrs. Dillingham; delighted the
party with some stories which she had
heard ex Governor Paul Dilling am tell hel
little son concerning life in Waterbury
when he first knew it, at the age of foul
years. The snow which had been threaten
ing all day was now a decided certainty
but it was warm, there were plenty o.
wraps, and if clothes did get a little damp
ened the spirits did not. Stories, conun
drums and songs enlvened the homeward
way, which, with the peanuts and gun
some one had thought to provide left moth
ing to be desired