The Newtown bee., 1894-04-27
WARREN.
WARREN AND THE GREAT WEST.

l WARREN AND THE GREAT WEST. Warren received it's name from Gen Warren, who was killed at the battle of Bunker Hill. 1t was at first called East Greenwich, and was part of Kent, but l in l7S6 it became distinct town and | took the name it now bears. AS town we are being reduced in population by l emigration. Each year witnesses the ex- l odus of one or more young people to great centers. This spring we have in-
 creased a little by immigration from l other towns. This is an exception. Doubtless there will be reflex influence ! after a while. The cry has been for hundreds of years among the peoples of ! the world, Westward Ho!'' When America becomes as densely populated
 as Europe, and the great west is settled i;
 the exodus will probably set the other way. and what in the past has been suf- fered to run to waste or only to be parti- ally cultivated, will receive proper at l tentiOn. Just when we cannot predict The face of the earth here begins to | manifest signs of life. The beautiful | rain of Friday night and Saturday, meets
 with a most delightful reception from
 the grass and also the trees. The win-
 ter is over and gone. It is the time for | pAS VI bii OS nhIA UAC 4PCEPiuS O1 1 frogs, reminding one of the perigrina-
 tions of an army of bull-frogs in the
 town of Windham and the fright of the l inhabitants, aroused at dead of night, supposing it was owing to the presence
 of an army of French and Indians. The l bull-frogs, in their search of water, were
 very thirsty, and their language was in-
 terpreted by the inhabitants as follows l Dwight hilder kin dier tete." The peo- pie thought the last word tete meant l treaty and they wished to confer with
 the leader in regard to treaty. Had
 we been there we should probably have I been less brave than they were. It was
 no uncommon thing for the settlers to be
 aroused at dead of night by the horrid l cry of the warWhOop. Indians yell l thirsting for the blood of the white man. 1 Ah little do we know what fear what blood even of murdered parents and children cried unt God, in those early
 days. We know but little how much it l cost to attain unto our present civiliza- tiOn in the first church in New England.
 made of logs with flat roof and cannon planted on top; and the people going to
 meeting with their muskets.
 The farmers are putting in the grain.
 Families that made butter last year and
 the years gone by, are now selling their
 cream, which goes to the creamery below
 New Preston. Austin Humphrey is
 gathering it up in this section. His
 route is about p miles long. With
 span of heavy horses he goes the round
 two or three days in the week. This is
 great relief to farmers wives. Think of
 churning every day with hand churn. Then the working of the butter to remove the buttermilk. It is all work, work.
 work, early and late. Milk, milk, milk.
 It is milk now, but the butter must come from hence. The farmers who sell their milk at the Bridge, or have done 90, still continue. Potatoes are plenty and cheap, 40 cents per busael.
 Farm work has commenced in earnest Vegetation coming on rapidly since the late warm rain quite contrast to the