The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-05-19
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A VERMONT TOME.
The Story of Mausoleum Located in a Typical Vermont Town.

There is ihe long, straight. well kept street stretching in both directions as far as the eye can see. shaded by double rows of ancient elrns arching over the broad roadway, and dotted on either hand with houses, the homes of the villagers of consequence. Half way through the street are a group of stores, the blacksmiths shop, and. lit tie further on the hotel. where centers on.week days the activity of the region for miles around.
 Across the way, in a group of pines, stands the meeting house. grim unwei- coming, and surrounded by the graves of generations gone, with here and there among the sagging stones and sinking turf newmade mound which tells that still another generation is passing.
 4 brook clear as crystal comes tumbling down from the nearest foot hill, finds it's way to the village street, passes under a rude, red covered bridge and dances along to mingle with the greater waters of Lake Champlain CT the Connecticut.
  on range, are distant mountains of deepest green and overhead a cloud flecked of blue. Such is a val- Hey village of Vermont in early sum- mer.
 Many green Mountain village is de- serving a degree of fame never accord- ed to it for it's beauty alone; but when, in addition to physical loveliness, the village can boast of one of the most Interesting country church yards-dis- Iregarding historic associations-in New England, and of mausoleum that would be conspicuous in Montmarter or Pere La Chaise of Paris or the Cam DO Santo of Genoa, it has a double right to recognition.
 Cuttingsville, Vt, is a peaceful lit tie community of about 400 souls, and lies 12 miles south of Rutland in one of the deepesta valleys of that deeply furrowed State. Most of it's inhabitants are pleased to have been born there, are content to live there and would as soon die there as elsewhere. About the time Stephen A. Douglas. | himself Vermonter by birth, remarked that Vermont was a good State to be l born in but mighty poor one to live l in," there was a young man in Cut l tingsville who was an exception to it's average citizen. He was becoming discontented with his opportunities and agreed with MT. Douglas. He followed his inclination. and succeeded probably beyond his expectations, for it was only 20 years later that he returned to his native village a reputed millionaire, de- ltermined to spend his remaining days | in the place he ad learned, during his long absence, to love.
 | He at once actively interested him. self in local affairs. bought the finest tract of land on the main street and built g. residence suitable to his wealth. He was public spirited, gener- ous to those in want and affable with all, and the village soon felt q genuine pride untinged with envy, in it's richest citizen.
 The house was, however barely ready for occupancy when his wife suddenly sickened and died. He was childless and his loss seemed to make different man of him.
 From this time on his thoughts were no longer of this life, and his place, his friends and his appearance were equally neglected. His one interest was the grave of the dead, and by it were spent lall his waking hours.
 Work was begun the following spring on mausoleum intended for the recep- tion of his wife's body and evntually for his own. When it was completed Ithe body was exhumed and placed ltherein and his own followed 12 years Ilater.
 | Up to the time of his last illness he never failed to spend many hours a day within the tomb, occupied in either Ireading or writing.
 The mausoleum fronts the village street and is directly across from the home of the owner. It is of marble built somewhat after the style of a Greek temple and about 12 feet in width
 by 14 in depth and perhaps 12 feet high The walls of the interior are lined witt
 mirrors, that give 1t an appearance O limitless extent, and it is furnished with several chairs, table and foot stool.
 There was clause in the will of the builder setting aside a sum of money 1 for care of the tomb and for the main
 tenance of large greenhouse intended
 to supply fresh flowers for the decora- tion of his last resting place.
 As the doorway is wide and closed lonly by swinging gate, it is always flight within the tomb.
 On the upper step of the marble flight Heading from the street to the doorway stands life size granite statue of the |mourner. He is dressed in the con- lventional garb of grief and is bowed in lwoe. One hand holds his silk hat. In the other is a wealth of immortelles he is about to lay upon the tomb of the dead, while down his cheek courses a stony tear.-New York Sun.
 MEN WHO MAKE RAGING.