Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1897-02-18

| The ladies of the MONDAY CLUB, Koch
ester, held their annual "Nermont Day
Monday, Feb. Sth, 1897. Tie meeting was
held at Mrs Julia Piefce's and the attend
ance was large and appreciative.
The members roll call responses were
bright and sparkling with wit, pathos and
humor. Many contributions were sent in
by former residents, " no are at distance
and were unable TO be present.
Mrs. l.. II. Celley OF Chicago, who has
toured in Europe, in her contribution to
the Vermont Day, says: 81 declare the
stage ride from Bethel to Rochester offers
scenery that surpasses Trossochs in variety
and beauty, and that the Green Mountains
viewed from Pierce's side porch equal, in
some respects, the scenery Of Switzerland,
and ! am sure no mountains on earth
could afford more pleasure to youth"
Mrs. +. Z. Gould sent a good little poem
to Rochester. us merit consists in re-
view OF days spent in Rochester. Here are
two stauzas:
"Gone are the days az yore:
Sweet childhood's Joy is Ger,
Wakeus the heart no more
To its glad singing.
Yet memory holds more dear
The echoes sweet and clear
Which in that vale we hear,
LIES valley, ringing"
Mr. Phelps, under the title, "By Green
Mountain Boy to Rochester, sends in a
rich poem. Allow us to quote the last
stanZa:
an the south Il is balmy and sunny and fair.
The West has its beauties and grand mountain
peaks
And Wild canona keep CON pany there
While volcano and cataract rumbes and speaks;
But our boyhood's drst love, the Green Mountain
state,
Those beauties and grandeurs can never destroy,
For we're loyal and true, and rejoice ~ The tate
Which permits Us to say We're Green Noun
tain Boy.
Mrs. NJ. A. Phelps sent two newspaper
cuttings which, when read, provoked
much merriment and laughter. The titles
we're "The Force Of Example" and "Geo-
graphical Advice"
l.. q. Phelps sent a poetic composition
sparkling With humor, dedicated "Io My
PEN while Rev. c. Hazen's tribute TO the
flora OF Vermont ought not to be forgot
ten. He took us Maybe Sering with such
vividness that we could almost see The ar
butus, spring beauty, hepstiea, adder
tongue, Dutchman's breeches and the
squirrel corn" and felt ourselves wan
dering in the shady hooks where the
modest violet hangs its dropping head
while greeting us with a fragrance rich
and rare, though frost and snow were
about us.
May Piper Hites wrote a very affecting
poem on The Lost Baby The lost baby
was the baby transferred from skirts to
trousers. The poem expresses the moth
er's love for he baby and her pride in the
growing boy. Listen to one stanza
Last night laid my babe in bed
And thought that he was safe;
This morn | find a boy instead,
A boy in pants, with curly head,
And can love him Maybe
For ne twines his arms about my neck
An Low nil al,
So much like my lost baby
Mr.. Scott Campbell, in a graphic man.
ner, described some OF his "reminiscences
OF his district school teaching and, while
teaching, some OF his boarding house ex-
periences- notably i'm one house where
were kept some everlasting pieces of pie,
which no man could eat, but which were
daily brought to the table to tempt the
hungry boarder, but alas for the luckless
one VINO ventured to essay an assault on
those pieces of pie Pie Is the Yankees
delight, but these pieces were a snare and
a delusion.
A cordial, thong htful letter was received
from Mr.. O. A. Cheney.
Mr.. w. Bliss OF Burlington, though be
headed his contribution, Il cannot write"
wrote a very pathetic poem in which one
may see how strongly memory recalls the
days OF long ago. Listen to nm while he
,lags one stanZg
ut might have been long, long ago
Ere time had touched my locks with snow,
4 thought of OldeR times. replete
with gracious memories anu sweet,
Had won from me some pleasing song
To watt the soul along
And FIJI the senses with delight
Vain vision now, cannot writc.n
Georgiana Hodgkins voices a deep truth
when she writes, Memory is always sad
and looks at old scenes through a mist.
However brightly the picture may glow at
first, the tints sober as we gaze. However
kind life may be, the home circle is never
long unbroken." And yet in a rich prose
she goes on to soliloquize on her early
days spent "within the sphere OF the rain
bow hills"
DIR. Albert Richmond coDgratulates the
ladies OF the Monday club "upon the wide
awake spirit OF enterprise which breaks
the shackles OF intellectual inertia" He
then goes on to speak in the most glowing
terms of Nermont's contribution to the
pation's larger freedom and richer intelli-
gence and wider political influence for
good. The doctor then refers in choice
and impressive terms to the "Morrill
Halr'-the beloved child of "Vermont's
great champion of protection
Mrs. II. II. Cushman and Miss Julia
Trssk furnished excellent music for the
occasion, and refreshments we're served