New-York tribune., 1905-02-08
AT NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS..

When one nation wants to "have the law on"
another 1t goes to The Hague, Il nice enough
place, no doubt, but not the place where one
goes II one is not Internationally lawing
There's Paris, for instance Who would not
rather law in Paris than in The Hague? There
are things in Paris which would make even
Justice open her eyes. But Justice might as
well remain blind in Northfeld, in Northheld-on-
the-Dog
The Hague has its Temple of Peace. or
will have when the sovereign alchemist Time
has transmitted some American millions into
an abode for arbitration Northfield- Dog
has its temple of peace in the brick block
the pride of Northern Vermont The Hague
has had one case for judicial decision. So has
Northfeld. The Hague is serene and neutral.
far from the stress and press Of international
ambitions. "Welt-politik" never penetrates into
Mortified, into Northfeld-on-the-Dog.
The Hon. Frank PIunley live, in Northfield,
and he has done so famously as an arbitrator
of Venezuelan claims that he was the first and
only choice of France and Venezuela to settle
the little questions standing between those
countries. Mr.. Plumley stayed in Northfeld as
befitted the august dignity Of personifed arbi-
tration, and let the litigants come to him, which
they did, in the persons of DR.. Paul, of Caracas,
and the Count de Peretti de la ROcca. of Paris.
Now, we regret TO say that the chief feeling of
the civilized world heretofore regarding North
feld-On-the-Dog was the feeling that Quvered
down the spinal column on reading the weather
mans daily bulletin in that chill resort of
| justice. Held aloft by Vermont's heights as
propitiatory offering to Boreas, as the town
! is, the thermometer there is a summer lnstitu-
| ton, carefully protected from the rigors of an
outdoor winter life. The weather man achieves
his records with an instrument especially built
upside down for sounding the depths to which
the mercury plungeS of cold winters day at
| Northfed. at Northfeld-on-the-Dog
| When the diplomats arrived it was a great
day in Northfeld. The local editor attuned his
! throat after this WISE
That the village of Northfeld-on-the-D Dog
should ever become The Hague of the Western
world That nations should ever make pilgrim
ages Of penance TO its classic shades and there
kiss and make up! Roll on, Dog! Henceforth
thou art numbered with such inmortals the
! Euphrates. the Nile. the Tiber, the Seine and
the Thames Thou art something besides Just
wet Thou art something besides just a leak
in a Vermont hill! Roll on. Dogi Lucky Dog!
On arriving at the Hotel' the diplomats
asked for two rooms together, with baths"
/ Alas! The Hague of North America had no
such facilities. They received rooms on diff
ferent floors and the privilege of bathing
where all true democrats bathe-at least in
the bathing season. which 1t is not now
in Mortified. The diplomats wanted brandy
with their first dinner at the Hotel, but alas! 1!
The Hague of North America is a temperance
town. Justice is blind, and should be without
the appetite for strong drink. Nor was this
ALL With its love OF a shining mark. Fate had
smitten Northfed-on-the-Dog between the eyes
The proud village had builded itself an electric
lighting plant in October, but fire consumed
the institution IN November, and since then
Northheid has been wiring It's light In from
n plant some miles away. The energy of those
distant works is only equal 10 keeping the
town illuminated for few hours at a time
but on Friday The Hague of North America
was TO give banquet 20 the diplomats and
New England hospitality was not TO be thwart-