Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1899-09-30

When Admiral Dewey has finished
with the public receptions, reviewed
all the paradeS in his honor, attended Il
score or so of banquetS and shaken
by the hand Il multitude of admiring
Americans, he will need rest about
as badly as any man in the country.
lie will get it too. He will drop into
the navy department some day and
have Il little talk with Secretary Long.
He will say something about needing
shore leave, and the secretary Will say:
"That'S all right, admiral. You just
run right along and take as lengthy a
rest as YOU want to. I'll fix it. All
you have to do is to let us know where
you would like your pay envelope
sent"
And where do you suppose Admiral
Dewey will go?
1t will be late in the fall then. The
enterpriSing managers of Il thousand
winter resort hotels will be begging
him to accept a suit of rooms in their
establishments. A thousand rich ac-
quaintances will be inviting him to
spend a month or two as their guest.
'
open to him.
But the place he will visit first will
be none other than Montpelier, that
sleepy little Vermont town which neS-
ties close to the heart of the Green
mountains. Back where he spent his
boyhOod, back where his earliest and
pleaSantcst memories call him, will 90
the great admiral.
"Whcn a man has done his work"
says Kiplng, home is a good place to
come back to-" And surely Dewey has
done his work.
There are more than memories to
take Admiral Dewey back to Mont
pelier Two of his brothers live there,
both gray haired, soft eyed, quiet men.
His only sister, two years his junior,
lives there also. She was his constant
companion and playfellow when he
was Il boy. He was her hero. She
loved him with the devotion which
only a little sister can show. When
he performed acrobatic tricks or gave
an impromptu minstrel show in DR..
DcWcy'S barn, she was the audience.
When he trampcd for miles up and
down the WinooSki after trout, she
trudged doggedly behind, carrying the
bait.
But beyond these three there are
very few persons in the Vermont CAPT
tai who would be anything more to
the third admiral" than a faint mcm-
Ory. Most of the boys with whom
Dewey played half a century ago have
either wandered far away or been laid
to rest in the old churchyard under
the swaying clms.
But the mountains and the meadows
and the streams, the places where he
hunted and tShed and climbed, are un-
changed Half century makes but lit
tie impression on these rugged, green
clad hills and the admiral, fresh from
the heat and dirt and squalor of the
orient, longs to see these once familiar
scenes again. His eyes hunger for the
sight of the shady village street, the
clean. neat, green and white cottages
and the stately hills.
The house where Dewey was born
still stands in Montpelier, although it
has been moved from its original locL-
1ion. Tho old Dewey homestead, where
his father was born and where his
grandfather lived for SO many years,
still stands in the little village of
Berlin about four miles south of Mont
pclicr.
1t is settled that Admiral Dewey is
to visit his brother Edward. How long
that visit will be has not been settled
Edward Deweys home is a pretty
frame house that peers out from the
trees ut the main street. 1t looks com
Portable and lomclike.
The admiral will find Montpelier just