Connecticut western news., 1915-01-07
]. HENRY AT HOME
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Law, he thought, was not sure road to politics. As he had come to think of it, most of the presidents had been lawyers; but that politicians in the state were by no means all lawyers. He mentioned with several others, Col. Eaton, to prove his point.
 Unlike his contemporary, David Fitz- Gerald, chairman of the Democratic Sate Central Committee, politics is not his recreation. He claimed to spend as little of his time as possible at it.
 However little time he gives to that activity, his life after all is not unlike that of a travelling salesman for crack CTS, say. He leaves Canaan, generally, on Monday. Goes to New York. From thence to the headquarters of his cOm- mittee at the Allyn House ill Hartford. The week is about consumed before he gets back home. Where he transacts such law business as is awaiting him. And answers up his letters.
 Though he wished politics would take less of is time, he said he found his work at the head of the helm grati- flying enough. That it was such a satisfaction to do things when "you know you are right"
 In the summer, and no place is more alluring than Canaan at that season of the year, all his family go to a camp which is about four miles from home. All of the family have canoes. And there are suitable camp furniture to make the stay a comfortable one.
 Now you get Roraback's idea of re- creation. He said (which ou will par don as he was speaking of fish) that he could cast a fly, nobody knows how many rods and have it light within an inch of where he wanted it to go.
 When the fishing is none too good at the camp near Canaan, he goes up to Maine. Bass is his choicest game fish.
 It was showing. such big soft flakes, that you could not discern the sur rounding hills. But inside the house was inviting, especially with the ecru scrim curtains, yes, and the Christmas tree.
 Lewis and his father had gone that very morning to fetch it from the woods. And there it stood by the fire place in the living room, gay with a festoon of bitter r-sweets and its own peacock blue berries. For it was cedar of the gracefulost sort.
 The Chairman of the Central Con- mitte remarked, as he showed off its beauties, that he didn't think people ever became too old to have a Christ mas tree. That he thought indulging in simple pleasures of the sort were parts, and big parts, of the secret of eternal youth.
 Moreover, that if more people follow ed out the really beautiful customs of New England, of which he said there were many, the general happiness would increase astonishingly.
 Lewis, himself, who goes to college next year, has branch office, so to speak. in this living room. He has a type writer and other tools denoting an ener- getic service at the fUunts of knowledge. He is great boy, tall and promising to be somewhere near the size of his father.
 A Knabe piano, which was also over near the tree. showed further evidence of his struggle. For upon its music rack one could see one of the volumes of Matthews Graded StGdies,'' upon which most of the living population has toiled with more force than musical expression. To the discomfort of the family and neighborhood.