The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1896-01-08

grees above zero at seven o'clock Some
one recalls blowing on December 81, 1843,
and on January 1, 1874, hereabouts
Miss Julia Blanchard, for years past a
teacher in Eastman's Commercial College,
Poughkeepsie, N. Y, is i'll with nervous
prostration aud has been taken to the Vas
sar Hospital in that city.
We have just learned of the death of the
only child Gan unmarried daughter of forty
or more years. of Abial Goodrich, now Of
Portage, Wis. Mr.. Goodrich is upwards of
seventy years of age, and the loss of his
daughter is terrible blow to him.
Merrill, sou of George and Mrs. Julia
Beckett Martin, all residents now of Wash
ing on, ID. G., is in Cuba, whore he has en-
ployment for five months az chemist on a
sugar plantation. A very interesting letter
has lately come here from him. He Is near
enough to tn rebellion to have witnessed
some sad scenes.
Mr.. Oliver Davenport, The oldest citizen
of our place, was buried in the village cem-
etery, last Thursday, at the age of nearly
ninety three. For some time past, he has
been staying with his daughter, Mrs. Charles
Lyon of Chelsea. He was one of quite a
large family-whose names have long been
familiar ones here. He leaves a wife and
several children.
Hon. Frank Plumley of Mortified was
greeted by an enthusiastic audience at the
| Universalist church, last week Tuesday
evening, on the occasion of his temperance
address before the Washington County
Good Templars' Union. With such senti-
ments, in which speaker and hearers evi.
IDENTITY were one, and with which, doubtless
large majority of the citizens OF our state
are in entire sym patty, high license will
hardly find standing. place in our common
wealth for some time to come.
1t came Just " in the nick OF time "a
letter from one of our former estimabe
citizens, and An old Rom An" so to say.
The second nesting of the Washington
County Good Templars Union, last week
Tuesday, had just closed, and the audience
was dispensing Opening our letter we
read, in substance, as follows: " We lift our
hands in holy horror because OF the slaugh-
ter of the Armenians land it is an awful
calamity; but we fold our hands and look
passively on and see that army of sixty to
one hundred thousand drunkards march
steadily on, each aud every year, to drunk
ards graves Our old friend is one whose
nature and practice are to devise rem
edies when he encounters obstacles in his
own way, and now he Sees as he believes.
an unused po yer in the Christian church
universal that, if put into force, could ban.
ish the curse of the manufacture of liquors
from off the face of the earth.
Mrs. Harriet, widow of the late George
Averill who lives on a farm in the north
west section of our town, and is in her
seventy third year, is not Of the kind
made" in the words OF Mrs. Browning,
of sunshine and snow" and that, too
soon, drop to shade, melt to nought, in
the long trodden ways " Of this busy, weary
world One day last week. when the
roads were too rough to take horse out,
she walked to our village, some three or
four miles, on business, to return in the
same way. 1t is said of her that she can
follow the pillow half day at a time, WELD
an axe effectively and attend to farm at
fairs well. A neighbours house (some dis.
lance away, thought, having taken fire, she
distanced certain Young carpenters, at work
on her own house, in reaching it. What
ever time is to evolve in the way of "new
woman" Tor new man," for that mat
ter), who of them all will not some time
sigh for the physical vigor Of hale, hearty
Mrs. Averill, with her crown of threescore
ten and more years? May her tribe in
crease!
1t is grand and instructive old story
that of three or four thousand years ago
when certain wise "spies " reasoned that
no better arguments It, or proof Of a
Canaan could be found, and carried home,
than its grapes, pomegranates and figs.
Our old townsman, j. d. White, has long
been singing, with ink and pen, the praises
OF the sunny South, wanting to entice us
Northerners from our ice and snow. bound
regions to that delightful one. But no,o he
sends us some fruits of that land as a
"clncher " for all that he has written-for
is 1t not ever true that you may have a
mans eye or ear and never move him, but
when once you get his palate and stomach
he is yours? (How we'll our " Eve" know
thaD! Detachable preserved peaches (the
fruit ripening on the trees from early sum
mer to winter), preserved black berries that
we are compelled to say beat by far any
thing we ever saw for fine flavor and lus-
ciousness, nuts, and samples OF grasses from
pastures Qor animals that would be matched
here, If at all, only by the best "fall feed" in
meadows) - these, and many other like
things speak volumes for our friends home.
But thece is the stubborn fact that New
| Englanders at large feel that /" man does
not live by bread alone" They want also
! perfect liberty to think and feel and speak
| and act, responsible only to their Maker,
without fear of molestation Somehow they
! have come to feel, many of them that the
South has not yet TIL "soil and climate" for
| this dearest of all fruits " to them Given
that, and the stampede may begin.
A CARD.-We, the undersigned, do hereby
agree to refund the money on a tifty.ceni
bottle of Greene's Syrup of Tar if ii fails tC
cure your cough or cold We also warrant
a twenty. five cent bottle to prove satisfac
. tory or no pay. We also refund the money
| (tw enty- five cents) on box OF Men Rol pills
if they fail to cure your headache. f @
Huntington, Washington; f. A. Aims
worth, Williamstown; j. l.. Dix, Eas'
Barre.