Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1915-09-15

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made up as it were, from men of our
own county. For behold when you
came to the door. there stood Myron
Adams as doorkeeper and if it be-
came necessary to send a message
either on or back then Donald Keith
mao just such an appointment for this
work. Mr.. Hamblet then insists
that if Judge Advocate Grout should
need any counsel as to just what
disposition should be made of you,
that he can confer with Judge Miles
and the decision will be just what you
deserve. He is undecided just what
the assistant Sergeant at Arms
Howard has to do with the case but in
times of war it is good thing to have
arms, also legs. He is willing to
bank with or on Frank Williams at all
times and believes that Graham is per-
fectly competent to audit the final &C
count. while Harry Black can he is sure
tell him just how to draft his BILL And
through life he is willing to travel the
roads and cross the bridges built by
Highway Commissioner Bates and
when the last bridge shall be crossed.
it will he believes be most fitting that
Chaplain Farman shall pronounce the
final benedictlon. Down through the list
of the eighteen names the president
had responses from all but two of the
towns, whose members were unable
to be present.
At an executive session of the mem.
bers. the following officers were elect.
Derby, president; Geo. w. Russell of
lrasburg, vice-president; c. E. Ham
blet OF Barton. secretary; and COM
mlttee of arrangements composed of
W. W. Blodgett of Newport, T.. F.
Wright of Albany and j. A. Dubois of
Troy.
On the back of the Pisgah Lodge
menu, was an original poem welcoming
the members to Willoughby lake and
the Lodge, which showed much talent
in its composer. Below, too, is an
original poem from the pen of John A.
Dubois, the member from Troy.
To me last night there came a dream,
A shadow If bygOne days;
| stood once more in the old statehouse
And the scenes that met my gaze
We're such as we in our duties there
Experienced every day,
And lived it over once again
In just that same old way.
Once more I heard the gavel fall
The Chaplain read and pray,
With the lands and butts" in the minus
list
Where he always let them stay.
The calendar was loaded full
| With readings third galore,
| And argument was at it's height
Almost to shedding gore.
AS each one of the many bills d.
! Was passed, or made to lie,
| Happy, would call for the yeas and
| nays
And the Colonel voted-aye.
Again | saw our speaker pause
You've seen him all of you
Just swallow once or twice
! Then recognize Peru.
"Mr Speaker" somewhat thickly
Came voice from near the door
And the speaker answers quickly;
"Mr. O'Brien has the floor
81 want to say now. Mr.. Speaker,
This bill is wrong-that's all,
Here the voice grew slightly weaker
It's un- con-sti. tu-t ion. al.
AS the boy upon the burning deck
Whence all but him had fled,
Sweet, fought alone the Eugenics bill
To knock it on the head.
then awoke and babe farewell
To that familiar scene,
hope to dream of it again
That house of old fifteen.
And when our labors here are done
| May we find the gates ajar,
Through which the lights of paradise
Shine out to us afar
The friendly faces we will greet
The height of SOULS citation
The last reunion-there will meet;
| The Orleans delegation.