The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-09-24

Tar" which the good doctor rendered
in mellow tone through all it's innu-
merable verses. The child never tired
of the old sea-song and insisted upon
his fathers singing is as regularly as the
average uncle is compelled by his small
niece to repeat her favorite fairy story.
And because the doctor sang well he
humored George in this, as in some other
; things.
There Were always good horses in the
Dewey stabies-members of that blocky-
built sure-footed, sturdy-quartered,
dainty headed Morgan family that reach
ed so distinctive a development gen
GRAFTON ago in the hills of Western New
England George Dewey, the volatile
nd irrepressible lad Of the Winoosh val
ley, had no points in common with
Ulysses s. Grant, the deliberate, phleg-
matte boy of the Ohio valley, save q
great destiny and a passionate fondness
for a good horse The Union armies
had in them no more reckless and skill
full rider than their great commander,
and there is now no better asquestrian In
the navy than its highest officer. AS
lad his fathers horses were always. at
his service, and he was a daring rider
before he was in his teens, when he was
little bigger indeed than a Canadian
horsefy. Both his brothers recall his
recklessness in the saddle.
Both of them recall also that, while
George was an uncommonly stirring little
fellow, he had all the aversion that I'M
commonly stirring little fellows entertain
for anything that looked like work. He
took no steps that he did not need to,
and, as his next elder brother Edward has
said, he never walked where ne could
ride Sand he always rode like the mis-
chief" Is the qualified substance of Mr.
Edward Dewey's comment. Charles
Dewey, the senior member of the family
recalls that the little fellow ruined one
of his fathers best horses by asking
more of; it, in the line Of cross-country
riding, than it could perform. There was
thi, to be said, however, In favor Of his
horsemanship: If he rode his horse like
mad UP one side of kill, he galloped 1t
like. mad down the other side, which 1s,
perhaps the next thing to riding slow on
: a level.
One of the anecdotes told to illustrate
this trait of the lad presents very fair
picture of young Dewey in his most char
acteristic moods. 1t fell to his lot, at an
early age. as it falls, by certain invert-
ed primogeniture to the younger sons Of
all country families, to take the cows to
pasture and back again. The pasture
field was on a small hillside farm belong
Ing to the Dewey family, and lying about
a mile below the town. 1t was only bit
of walk, but George always saddled a
horse for 1t or hitched up the family
carry-all Between the house and the
farm the Dog river falls into the
Wirooski, and is crossed at ford, pic
tured elsewhere in this number. Vermont
rivers rise rapidly after rains, and re-
turnin glate one stormy afternoon In
early summer, George found that the
stream had risen above its banks and
was moving swift and swollen between
him and the town. He was rolling along
in luxurious state through the fields in his
fathers carry-all, and by his side was his
faithful courtier, Will Redfeld.
I'VE can never cross Dod." said his
companion, whimpering. 1--WE shall
drown, sure"
1--WE crossed 1t an hour ago." retorted
the young admiral, turning frowning
and critical glance on the turbid waters.
'tWhat man has done before, man can
do again! Glang!'' and into the rushing
ST. cam plunged the horse with one pale
and one imperturbable face behind 1t.
1t was a brief but sensational journey.
A careering billow came along and lifted
the bed of the buggy free from the wheels
and carried it down toward Middlesex.