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VERMONT WATCHMAN & STATE JOURNAL, WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 31, 1892.
I'nnip's Blnebellia Tlu'.v nrriviil at daik, ln tlie ditance MoDl Vnli rlcn lny qtlltt aml DtMtfttl M n Itunbtrlog lion. A liwlit tni-t enveloprd It, fallltig ftoin tin' bltu tkjr, mni which tht Mttlng lUD east ol(lcn fltmtfi Two Mrp inviiy Paris grombltd, Tht Stlnt tunoundtd tht QrandtJattt isle with n inw, gtntlt tnurmur, a nnnnni thnt wns one Iiiiik cnn ss, ancl there wns ln tht atmoipherti ptrfntnt of flowtrt and frtthly Uown irrnss. Along tht drlYtwajr on tht othtf sideof tht river oarriagti pAMtd nt a troti btar Ihk tht Imppy otcupantt ti tht pronatnadt Or taklng thttn back to tht city. On tho Water joyuns nierryiiinkers fli'W hy ln ynwls thnt Mtnitd llke toys, tht rOWttt fcliont hiK loiid snlutcs to a l.iii, luitiberiliK towbo.it, black nnd awkward, whloh mtdt thcni dnncc llkt OOOklMhtllt 011 tli waves made liy it pacldles. Ainl thc ferryraen, Who, fot ou sou a PWMtPgtfi mtdt tho erotting fran bank to bank, pauttd tolet pass the tnofnoni nuuw of barttet dftcgtd ln tow, while tlie nlert, lnujcliitiK, nolny onrsnjen, full of bravado, dMhtd bf brisk ly plyina tlu-ir Mttllt, The Btlnt thtn Wll fnll of latiKhter, 1' 1 1 1 n i l; tt Kr"'ii Wattft Wttfa a crlsp, chon- bingtoond thtt tttnitd toonront to ail, "Come on, cont on!" nnd bnithtd the banks with a lljr little kiss thnt bent the reeds and the wntcr lilies still QDgathtPtd by the pronii'nadirs, while the rascally parrows little ragabondl with their sweethearts leaped and skipped ln the prassy nooks, nenr which the grttnith MQin of tiny rlVnlttl niade moYtngtpott of ttntrald. From time to tinie a pretty girl at the tiller threw n lnugh to the wind; voices lOUndtd everywlicre; tlgbti and jerscys, red and white caps, and the pay toileta of WomtBi castinn for a ninmeiit the flash of their vivid color tipon the rolling waves, canie and went and were littlo by littlo effaced by the tbioktnlng mist that the heat drew from the water. "Oh, if only I had tomt blnebells!" Paule ipokt feebly ln a soft. muffltd voice, liko the coolng of a blrd, Her tritnd bal niade her a tiny nttt of mott, and near the little birch yawl, drawn out on the grass, seated or rnther rtcllning there, her white flannt ikirtstpnad outarotind her, her black, curly bair thick and abundant, brlngtng out by oontratt tht Ivory pallor of her skin, slie suetned herself with that faint, wavtring red deeptning and paling ln the wan cheeks some strange, frail blpssoin. She wanted blnebells, the whim of a child, Of Ont incnrably tlll Her beautiful dark eyes, surrounded by bhiish eiroles and shaded by long, curling lashes eyes almost too big for the delieate face spark led with dttirt tht wanted blutbtlltl "But, dearest," her friend responded, "there are no blutbtllt here." "Truel IIow very annoying!" And she gave a sigh that was nearly a Bob ln her stinken little bosom. Allat oucea joyoua racket camt through the trett, the oraab of a bass dmm and the flourishes of trombones niarking the timo of a gay quadrille. The boatnien of the Seine danoe with all their heart at these Island ballsl Paule listened and joyously clapped her hands. "Come, let us see theui!" said she. And bti with a gentle, kindly Btnlle, full Uevertheless of nn nnavowed sadness, he, Pauie's friend, held out his two strong hands and said limplyi "Get up thtn," ln the eabaret frequented by the boat meu the crowd was donte; pretty and gayly dressed u'irls ln the arms of stalwart oarsnien every uiuscleof the body plainly outlined under the thin woven shirts niadly whirled about tho table of the drinkers. An orchestra of some dozen musicians, led by a signor soiuething or other, the name spiead out in letters a foot long on a gaudy poster, played a f urious quadrille. Some of the dancers atlected the style of the ohortgraphl of the outer barriers, their gambolings, tpringtand alert gyiu nastics; some, moro serious, dance sedate ly and without bothtring themselves with the manner of others, gallantly lead lug their loved ones here and there, with a certain Qnt and lofty seorn of their sur rouudings. Truly a strantie medley, in which friend and stranger elbowed each other as chauce threw them together, and each took pleas ure, according to his taste, intoxicating himseli with the breath of the evening, whlle the perfume of Pernod mingled in the air with the smoke of pipes and cigars, to be quickly iwtpt to the river or to hang lor a moment little blue clouds in the trees as if caugbt by the branches. "Ah, but life is goodl" lightd Paule, leaning heavily on the arui of her friend. Lifel the eternal dream of those early doomed, of those that dream of a morrow they will uever see, of a morrow already nymgl Paule had in her eyes uow tlie in toxication of a blissful vitlonl Why could Bhe uot have in reality the joy that hor eyes beheld, the deceptive mirage of the happiness of othersi1 Bnddenly she atttrtd a littlo cry: "Bluebcllsl Blnebells, Henri!" It was true; there they were on the cor- sage of one of the women. She had passeil Hke a whirlwind close beside them. On the gray robt of the duncer the Qowtri stuck out in an enticing tuft , and her cava lier, a lad of perhaps twenty years, Beemed to breatho in the odor and to draw from the faint perfume an always increasing ttrtngtb to ciasp ins eompanion to him Paule eagerly stretehed out her thin lit tle hands. "I want tomt blutbtlltl" said she, and she bent as if to sei.e them. But the OOUPlt whirled on: it was near lng the end of the (luadrille, and they Whirled on and on and down the length of the ballroom, WOilt tlie inusic played loud ly and tlie day Bnithtd dying, but from time tO time tht dancers returned to pass again beside l'aule's table. Iler wldt open eyes still followed with eager Interett the dance of the blue llowers on the bivast of the Hniling walt.er. A BOirowful ibtdOW insensibly cloudec the DrOW of l'aule's friend. The llowers that the little one dicamcd of havlng were really her Life. .Slie would never, llever have them, por her all was eiided. They I. id told 1.1... so at the llospilal de la Petie wlien he bJU gOM there to seek lier monsieur," the inllrmary chle had said to him, "it is uierely uUcstion f time." The chaplain wliom Paule had wished to tti nd who hiul bttn he eonlidaut of her atieft, had munnurtd lo bittwi "She is lost, monsieur, poor child; make her haniiv six montba at UMt And the pritst, persisting in the belief that, Paule was his wife, had audeil: "It is the duty of a BOOd husband." And really, after all, why Hhould she not have the llowers she wanted why hhould not he, her friend, gratlfy the little one innocent deslref "Wait i" said he. And as the dance had ended he rose and fent Btraignt to the shady little thicket ffefv-tTfTi,font' wifli tlie blueliells had taken refugeto rest for a inoment with her breatliless partner. The orchestra played now a dreamy song Wtltt, to which Bome daneud and all joined in the words, the deep lmss of the men supporting and Btrengthenlng the treble of the gri.ettes, the leader of the band pointing the measuro gayly, aml Itndlng his aid to dlrect and harnionizo thls choral nnd instrumental concert. l'aule, leaning bnck In her chair, de- ligbttd with ITtrythlng, had a tight, harsh little OOttgh that from tltnetotinio was smothered in her handkerchief, but the surrouiiding joy was insensibly infec tlous; Pnuhi's face 1000 was nidiant with mile that niade lier for an instant beau tiful with youth and health. Then her frienil was back again, a bunch of blue- bells in his liand. Voti have theml" eried she, "you have the lillicbells!" Her friend did not answer, but held thtm to her. She seized them as a child seizes an Ofttrtd plaything, with t brUtQUfl gesture, inspired apparently at once by pleaturtand fear tht pltuurt of havlng, the fear of losing. Buthow had herfriend secured the blne bells!' One niust trulv love much to bo capable of a devotion that borders on the ridieulous. Two words had told the story of thc htppy girl with the flowers. He wanted them, he said, his voire trcm- bling with dread of a rcfusal, for a poor sick child. A mad cajirice, he knew lt Wtlli but no one was sclling them, he could not buy them, and disappointment would sadden the last hours of a dying one. llien couipassionateiy. tietore lier iluiiib struck escort could bow or say yes," the girl had pulled them from her breast and thrust the blueliells into his band, "You have them!" repcatcd Paule, nnd without asking how he had ODtaintd them, she took them tenderly in her hot clasp, carried them to her lips and pinned them to her corsage, smiliug, oonttnt and proud. Her friend rcgarded hel" sadly with swimming eyes, lus gaze vague and ab scnt. Beyond the preseut, bo near, he saw the morrow. It was cruel terriblc. Ah, but life was short! And men but fools to live as if it were long! And for Buch trifles, t(X), did vitnlity ezptnd itself, wlseaorti and artists use up their wits, lawyert iOW ruin, and polltlci and war do the restl That poor little bloodless body, so pretty, so frail, nearly transparent, that a cold breeze would wither toniorrow like a leaf without a was it uot tho luiage of life, so brief and lleetingf Dear little Paule! Slie would last, like the blnebells she loved, just long enougli to charm and to be gathcredl Meanwlnle all about them the music, noise and laughter went on. Evening now had fallen, and everywhere they were setting the tables among the trees and the shrubbery nnd along the banks, brilliant with Venetian Innterns; some of the boatnien were going awnv, Wholt boat trains in fnet, but double as many had conie and still were coming. Paule s friend, teting theever deepening flame in the white little face. led her to a kiosque that overlooked the Seine. "Are we gomg to dme here:' denianded ghe happily. "Yes, dearest; and if you are too much tired, as I belleve, I will bave the yawl put in a boathouse and we will also sleep here, that you may rest." Paule Olasped lier hands dehghtediy; the idea of tleeping on the isle made her smile Imtnedlately, "And I shall see the Seine nuining under the stars all night long," said she. "But no; you 11 be Blttping." "If Oh no, I sleep so little." It was true, slie did not sleep. At night the oough killed her, the fever burne 1 her. ceaselessly, witbottt respite. Even now, with the suu an hour gone, the littlo hand- rcbief was raised more and more fre- qutntly to the palt lips. .1 utt t iii-n a Bervent entered and tet dowu a lamp. Paule spread out her llowers on the clenn white cloth, nonchalant ly leaned lier elbows on the table and her chiu in her two hands such feeble, bloodless little hands, like bits of snow! 'If only," lightd she presetitly, in her soft, wenry voice, answeriug some un- poken thOUght, "if only I could d'ue on flowers, like the buttertlies!" Bomething strange in her tone made her friend raise wonderiug eyes; she continued, never httdingl 'Yeu, on llowers these blnebells here" her voice broke n little, but she went on bravely, "for for I am going soou, and I know it. But I am very happy, all the the Bame, knowum IS, AHu necause oi ii knowing it, 1 mean that I wanted just for the last time to come with you today. If I could eat blnebells like tlie buttertlies they would spring from my grave, como up all nrounri nie, growmg from my body, and and you could gathtr them." Oh, the beartbreak in the pitiful little voice. As she ipokt, slowly, with evident eftort, but smiliug at her friend to prove to him that she was indeed happy, l'aule strove to raise her head and givt her band to her Btartled lover, who, unwilling to see the truth, had still not moved. But the support of her hand renioved, the heavy little head fell helplessly i'orward on the table and the palt brow lay ainoug the lOatttrtd bluebellB. "Paulel Paultl" cried her friend, tprlng' ing with a sob toward the poor littlo body. Just at this moment, after a brief rest, the orchestrn began again a waltz by Slrauss, to which whirled couples iutoxi Oattd witli life, wliile the rowcrs, depart iug in their illuminated crafts, aicoin panltd witli their strong young voices tht Blraius of tht bomt uiid violius. But l'aule heard no longer; l'aule was gone, thongb the soul, perhaps, still hov ered over the fading blueballs that tho tears of her friend bathed with a scalding dew. And all tht Btlnt, under the nwon that ilvtrtd it, rang with orltt aml tongt from the Btntan bridgt to the brldgt of At nleres, and tht river rolled its water.-, with a iiiiiniiuriug Bound that Beemed to say "Come on! come on!" nnd brushed its bankl with n tly little kiss that bent the reeds anil the water lilies; whlle in the distance Mout Valerieii slept now under n sky full of stars, and two steps away Ptrit gruinbled. -From Ihi Fri ivh of t0n Hiiot. tibcrnsemcnts. A WfHM'l faith save.l her. ttIIcie are htf own WOrdl : "I was prostratc wltll displace ment of the womb and the conse quent ulceratioti aml spinal weak ness. " 1 wns obllgtd to lio in bed, a3 to WiHt or stand was inipossible, because of dizziness and severe bearin-down pains. " A friend told mc how she had bcen cured of similar trouble by usin tydfa F.. PinkhatiCi Vegttabu Compouud, and I belicved if it would cure her it would mc. " And it did one bottlc lrought me out of bed, and three got me up so that I could do the house work. " I believe it is the best medicine in tlie world for feinale coniplaints, and I want every woman to ktiow about it." JoSSPHtirg Schoen horn, 713 liaker St., Baltimore, Md. Yes, we have proof abundant which shows that no one remedy in all the world has relieved so much female luffering. u inull, 111 It.riu uf I'iIIi ,,r lAiivii(ti, r,n rmtpi 1.1HI, e '. . . u r,....iv iwnto .1 lurtii in oonfl. y.-u, ItBMi r.TIHl K. I'inx. S m UAM ItRlltCAt CO., I,YMH, Jtti ?JiiCi'df Uabk. Llm Pllli, Mc y bberttsemcnts. AtPOMfMf sound honlth for every c.insumptive who v naani mnv 1 100 long. V'-vsG Tbere'i a positlve cure with -W Dr. Plarco QoMen Madleal DitOOTtry, Just os it cuvei the worst of the many forms of serofuln, so ft curcs, and just u ojrtaln ly. tht OrOflllOttl alTi.Ttion (if tlie lunpi tlmt's cnlkxl ( '1 msumptli m through the blonl. llut. even with this rrmo dy, it won't do to wait. It ean't make new lunifs, but It ran make disivised ones healthy whon DOtbing else will. As a blood -clennser, Btrengtn restorer. nnd ftesh-builder, there's nntiiing like it known to medlea scienco, For Serofula in all its forms, lironchinl Throat, and Lunt a(Vection:i, Wenk Lungs, Asthnin, Stvere CoUgUtf nnd every disoaso that enn bo ftaohtd through tho blood, it's th" only remedy so unfuiling that it cau Ijo QUdrtnitevd. If it doesn't lieneflt or eitre. in every case, you navo your tnonoy Doca On these tenns. it's an i; ItUigttlCt to have soniething MM bemg 11. -t us gooa" to your olfered a ViTAL INTEREST 13 THE A SYSTEM WORTH STUDY IS THE O. L. HOYT, Attorney at Law, Plainfield, Vt. r .voa & jm wmm a a. k. i 1 11 111 muM Richmond Stove Co., Norwich, Conn JOHN W. PECK, Sole Agent for Montpelier. Vermont PcnMoners. The following Vermonters have re cently rectived pension: Original Homar A. Dndlaj, Henry J, Adams, Jamtl I'. Shipman, William II. Asn, (Jeorire W. Sargent, Granville Shcdd, (leorge Spaulding, Janics A. North, Oeorge E. Moran, I'hilo S. Severance, Geoige W. Wallnee, Ilenry S. Jack man, Iliram Ilenderson, I'hiletus Aver ill, Prtd W. W. Glover, Asa A. Shaw, Joseph Carbo. Additional John Kyan, Irving B, (iilnon, Durow C. Sheldon, Jamoi li. Willon, Oollioa H. (iriswold, Francis Lajoy, James Washburn, Ly man Rondtau. John Foley, Ames El lis, John Y. KaiBtnck, Rtnty Hogan, Frederlok A. JoBlyn, Darwln Johnson, Martin V. William", Cotnelius Ganey, Ransom E. Hathorn, Charles D. Rice, John M. Joy, Leonard T. Park, Jamts McAnanT, Inerease Leonard Dolpb, Hcnry McGregor, Samuel P. Webster, Timothy Wisell, ilyron W. Smith, Sam uel 15. Boydcn, Patrick McBride, Ed ward II. James, C'alvin Drown, Cbarles II. Wright. Henewal and Increase Joseph llelrose, David E. Fuller. Original widows, ctc. El'.eu Ilammer, Abbie W. Godfrey, Harriet Kings bury, I.ucy Chaunette, Michael Eynch (father), Louisa M. Alden, Ediua L. Sanborn, Eupheniia A. Strong, Maria II. Sleeper, Levi Ray (father), Sophia Kyckert, Keuben Allard (father), Jo seph Uatease (father), Lucy Shaupan (mother). William Marshall, Hoyal C. shipman. Murray Kimball (father), Lydia Woodward (tiiother). Toll Bred Soon OTod GIRLS WHO USE ARE QUICKLY MAERIED. TRY IT IN YOUR NEXT HOUSE-CLEANING. TbaonlT Paintthat will lucotttfnlly rttitt tht Betion of salt nir, the biiii's direet rays, and coal gas. C,y Kaets demoustrated by ai:tual tests. t'- LIQUIO RUBBER PAINTS 0 Tliirty-six shades. specially selected ns heing tho uiost durable and eolor latting, eaibiaciug all the latest stylish shades in body and triuiming colors Houses Painted Ten Years Still Looking Well. Ingersoll'a Llqnld Bubber House Palnta, rndestruotlble rtarn Paint.s, Oarriago and Wagon Paints. Oldttt Miztd Ptint House in Amerlra. Established 1842. Correspondence tollolttd, O. W. INQER80LL, Proprlotor, 241 and '4:t Plymouth street, Biooklvn, New York. THE MONTPELIER CRACKERS Have always borne the reputatlon of btlng the "Bett iu the World,'' and are ad vertised thus. Why is it so? It is becauso the old tlrm of 0. H. Cross and C. II. Cross & Son have made them for sixty years. The same workiuen have baked them in the factory for tblrty years. They are Baked in Ovens with Soap-Stone Bottoms, Which keeps them moist, crisp aud teuder a great wliile longer than if baked in ovens with iron bottoms. As good craekers eannot be baked on Iron as on soap-stone. Bo sure to eall for M MONTPELIER CKACKKKS," and you get tho tiuest made. MANUFACTURED 11Y G, H. CROSS & SON, MONTPELIER, VT. A Drunkard Lives, the Opium-eater Exists THROUCH A LIFE OF WRETCHEDNESS. Wife mni chiidren fer hlmi uii'i bfl fitully dlei wi tiiu a itrunkart'i kmt6i wblltttbeoommunlty in wiitt h b tlve.l ty. " (llal to tfot r!.i f hliu." A BMIIOt ts ntferod TO BECOME A MAN ACAI N, Mitko boni Iiiippv au'l lo a wortliy tddlttOU to tho coinmunity THROUCH THE KEELEY CURE for nnitikt'iiiii'H aiit tho optuin 1I:thlt. Thid Cl'liK i.i no hmtilm ory; the (Jntted SttittM onilnrnos mni uso it ; Kov. T. DoWitt Thi-iiKtK'- llon. KoIxtI (1. IutTMiill aiil munv othor loailliiK inon nrtle it imhllcly and privatoly. Do you want to ho Curetl MM MTOQT If so Co to the Keeley Institute, MHU Montpelier, Vt., llUff All nt't-'iissary illroctlon as to treatmont, hoard, ott cau be ohtafuod hy wrltinK to THE KEELEY INSTITUTE OF VERMONT, 0AU BOfrtspondtiMt eonfldvnthU I k II. ?l. MdNTHKI.IEB, VKUMONT. Now TitY This. It will cobt you DOtblDg and will surely do you goodj if you have a OOUgh, cold, or any trouble with Ihroat, cbest or lunejs. Dr. Klng'l New Discovery for C'ou8uniition, Cougbs aud Coldu iB uarauteed to givo relief , or money will bo paid back. Suf ferers from la grippe fouud it just the tbiug, and, under its use, had a spoedy and perfect recovery. Try a samplu bottle at our expense and learn for yourself just how good a thing it is. Trial bottles free at C. Ulakely's drug store. Largesize8 tlfty ceuts aud one dollar. Childhkn Cry for ritcher's Castoria CuiiiDKKN Cry for ritcher's Castoria. VERMONT METHODIST SEMINARY Montpelier, Vermont. REV. E. A. BISHOP, A.M., - - - PRINCIPAL A Iecl(lilly ('Itrlntlitn s. hm.l F1TTI01) ITOB t.'OI.I.KtlK POVNOW) in MM s,.en Oonrttt of stu.iy TVDKMTI Tlioitoi (ilil.v, Inn Ailvuiieed OonriM Oiieu to l.nillen. gallant leadcr never took up a flght than Fannin, and with the instructions from headquartcrs to hold tho fort at all liaz ards, he startrd into thc battle not one bit daunted by his small numbers. The flght rolled liigh. The fcderals catne nearer as tho day cped by, and about three o'clock in the afternoon, things were red-hot around the foit. It was Sunday, but those few confedcrates workcd over their rnuskets as never men workcd bcfore. Volley after vol ley was poured into the ranks of those fcderals, but they returned tho flre with as much determination as 'twasgiven, and broke into tlie premiscs with over powering numbers. Tho jig was up, and Fannin, gallant and brave to the last, ordered up the flag of truce. While the federals were llling in, Charles Montgomery of the confcderate band flred several shots at them, and was atming his musket again, when Col onel Fannin threw it up, exclaiming as he did so: " My God,man, don't shootl We have surrendered, and they will massacre us all as assassins, if you shoot them." The bullet went whizzing through the ceiling, an i it was thus that last shot of the war was flred. Sixty-four men were surrendered by Fannin, and shoitly after this it was learned General L,ee had surrendered, and so this was the last bat tle between the forces. Col onel La Grange, after a hotly contested Ught, was given the fort. His horse had been shot from under him in the engagement. Ntiv York Dispatch. MUSIC AND ART SPECIALTIES Theae dei.artliiinU l.uliixtlie Urxest auilliuit Iu Nw Kniiliiii.l Mtt Bf BOflOQ. Tlia Milalc DtpAllnMl trunKly ln.lorted l.j Ir. Tourjeo. IMrnctur t the New KiikU.i.1 CoiwarvHtorjr. Kluu PlM OrKnm Uuoil llaiios, tlbrm'), ttt. All thu liiiililliiKt llglitud liy ulsctrlulty. Pwll torm oiens AiiKiiat :! Torms Very 2VIoca.oicito rOR CATAIiOOUE or INFORMATION ADDRESS the PRINCIPAL. ltcfriiiiental Reuiiions. Tbx Seventeenth Vermont enjoyed a pleasant reunion at Montpelier on Thursday of last week, when about flfty comrades reuewed their acquaintance and talked old titnts over. A session was held at Grand Army hall iu the morning, and after diuner the regiment was again called to order, Vice-pitsi-dent A. C. Inman of White Kiver Junc tion presiding. A committee ap pointed to nominate ollicers reported the following, who were elected : Fresident, J. C. Kutherford of Newport; vice-presidents (one from each com pany), C. A. Pettenaill of St. Albans, William I'owers of Iiurlington, A. F. Geary of Stowe, W. V. Eastman of South Royalton, A. B, Voodry of White River Junction, Thotnas Maxwcll of Waitsfield, Charles M. Wallace of East Ryegate, Noah Latbrop of Bristol, E. L. Wells of Lyndonville, J. B. Williams of Charlotte ; secretary and treasurer, Edward Baker of Montpelier. The newlv-ekcted presideut made a short speech before taking the chair. Colonel J. H. Lucia of Montpelier made re marks regarding the war record of the Seventeenth. The regiment had lost in actual battle, be said, a laiger num ber, both of ollicers aud men, tban had any other Vermont regiment, and for a year it was in a pitched battle on the average of once a ruonth. Comrade E, L. Wells complimented Colonel Lucia in the work he had done in the new Vernu.nt rotttr regarding the Seven teenth. Colonel Daniel Ballou of the Twe'f'h Rhode Island Regiment spoke eloq'.iriiuy of the valor of Vermont troo) s in the war. He believed they had il 'he the h.irdest tightiug of any troop.- in the war, aud the hardest flghtiug tver doue in the historvof war was that done at Cedar Creek under Generai Stephen Thonia-?. It was voted thnt the selectiou of the time and place lor the cext rtunion of the regi ment iie ltft to the Lew offlcers. Colo nel Lucia aanouncttl that tn vernor Fage had iuvittd the regiment to uccupy his tett at the National Guaid canip ground. The rain prtveuted the com rades from going to vhe camp, but the courtesy of the governor was appre ciatfd. THE lifih reunion of the Xiuth Ver mont was belil at the goveruor's hcad- fuarteis at Canip Gjvernor Fage, on 'riday of last wetk, with between flfty and sixty coiurades prebent. Speeches were made by Major John C. Stearns aud Colonel D. K. Andross of Brad ford and General Stephen Thomas of Montpelier, aud Captain Joel C. Baker of Rutland made an address. The fol lowing crticers were elected: Fresident, D. K. Andross of Bradford; vice presidents, T. S. Peck of Burlington and George M. Lane of Springfleld, Mass.; secretary and treaaurtr, R. F. Parker of Newport; executive committee, C. F. Branch of Newport, S. II. Kelly of Salisbury, C. W. Haskell of Westmore land, N. H., Myrou Corbett of Ben nington, and A. W. Turuer of Gar duer, Mass. The reunion was a very pleasant gathering. Tbe Last Shot uf the Wnr. Much inquiry has beeu made as to the man who tired the lirst shot in tho great memornble contest between the states. Perhaps tho questiou has never been answered with geueral sat isfaction. But the question is now set tlcd, so they say, beyond tbe remotest sbadow of a doubt as to who 11 red the last shot iu that never-to-be-forgotten war between North aud South. At leas, the claiiu is unquestionable and the proof intensely iuterfcstiug. Charles II. Moutgoniery is the man, ar.d the shot was lired at the federal tTOOpt wbile they were llling into the fort at West Poiut, Ga., after tho fort was sur rendered bv Commandcr James II. Fannin to Colonel O. II. LtGrangC, acting brigade-general of the Unitrd States forcts. The circuuit-tances un der which the last shot of the confed eracy was flred are very inlercstinir. It was tbe Ittt tDgagemtnt of the war be twteti regularly orgauized forces, and was fought on tbe tenth of April, 18(16. Geueral I.ee had already surrendered on the bloody Held of Appotuattox, but in those dnys news didu't travel very fast,aud these two comniar.ds were not aware of thc surreuder. Brigadier (Jcneral E. K. Tyler, wiih a gallant little troop of confederates, held the fort at West 1'oint. Colonel LaGrange, with about 3,700 I'uion soldiers, canie down upou the fort eaily in the nioru ing. The fkht began. Geueral Tyler was biniself killed, supposed to bave been sbotby au Indiau from Dr. Griggs' residence. The command of the forces then doveloped upon Colonel Fannin, who had been senl there from command of the prison at Audersonville. A more Colonel Sperry Gets a Medal. The adjutant-general's office has re ccived notice from the war departmeut that a raedal of houorhas beenawarded Lieuteuaut-colonel William J. Sperry, Sixth Regiment, Vermont Volunteers, for diBtinguished ccuduct at the battle of Petersburg, Va., April 2, 18C5, in accordance with the act of congress approved March 3, 1803, providing for the presentation of medals of honor to such ollicers, non-commissioned offl cers and privates as have most distin guished themselves to action. It is over twcnty-seveu years since one of the greatest achievements of the old Vermont Brigade was performed. On the 2d of April, 1805, this gallant com mand made its flnal assault upon the lines of Petersburg and broke through, carrying everything before them. The Sixth Vermont Regiment was com manded by Colonel Sperry, who led them over" the works with great gal lantry. The following is his record: Enlisted as serseant of Company E, Sixth Vermont Volunteers, September 25, 1801; promoted stcond lieutenant, August 21, 1802, first lieutenant, March 3, 1803; captain, August 4, 1801, major, January 0, 1S05; brevet lieutenant colonel, April 2, 1805, for gallantry in the assault on Petersburg; mustered out of the United States service June 20, 1805. Since the war Colonel Sperry has been a resident of Cavendish. He is to be heartily congratulated in this rccoanition of his distinguished service. Geueral Graut as au Author. Not the least remarkable tbing in thc truly remarkable career of General Ulysses S. Grant is that, in addition to being one of the greatest geuerals of his era, he should, iu his decliniug years indeed, in his dyiug days, to speak more delinitely have becorue the most successful author of that epoch. His family have beeu paid the enormous sum of 841 1,855.28 for the book he then wrote. Before General Grant took up his pen to write his Memoirs, it seerued almost as unlikely that he would gain this dUtinction iu authorship as it had seemed before the rebelliou that he would becorue the most celebrated geu eral of his time and the pretident of the United States. His career was a mar vel, and it defled intelligent predictiou with regard to the events that charac ttrizcd it. Exchange. The New Penslon Bill. The regular annual peusiou appro priation bill as agreed upon in cou ference and passed by congress ap propriates 8110,757,300. This is an in crease of 811,032,281 over the bill as it passed the houBe, and is still 811, 542, 505 more than was appropriated by the last congress. This increase has been compelled by the rapid operations of the penslon bureau duringthe past four mouths. Since March between 75,000 and 100,000 names have been added to the pension list. ln July, 1801, there were only 070,109 names on the list, while on tbe lst of July, 1892, there were 889,000. During the last flscal year there has beeu au increase of some 200,000 names on the list. He Was the Big Party. A story is told of a i;eutleman promi neutly ccnnected with oue of the big fouudries in Pittsburg. The gentle luan in (uestion is au uuusually large man, very tall aud far arouud. Find lng bimself caught in a little town about eeveuty-Uve milea from Fittsburg, one night, with no traiu going to the city, and beins very anxious to reach there at eleven o'clock, he wind to an express traiu down the track lo stop for him. " We stop for cilioials only," came the answer. (uick as a llash weut the sec ond telegiam. ' Will you stop for e. large party?' " Yes," was the reply, aud the long express slowed up and stopped when it renched the little town and the gtutkniaucomplacetitly stepped aboard. "Whcie is the large partj ?" loqulrtd theconductor, with wide opeti, astonished eyes as he gazed about tbe enipty depot. " Ain't I large enough?'" chuckled tbe delighted new passenger. Tbe conductid glareil, then burtt into a hearty laugb as the tituess of the appli Mtion burst upon him. CUvelund l'lai)i-Dtukr. A PoiMT POn Yih-. In viewof wbat Hood's Sarsaparilla has dono for others, is it not reasonable to suppoee tbat it will be of beuellt to you? For lerofula, salt rheum, and all other diseasos of the blood, for dyspepsia, iudigettiou, sick beadaoht, loss of appetite, that tired fttllng, catarrh, malaria, rheumatism, Hood's Sarsaparilla is au uncqualled remedy. Hood's pills cure sick headache. Children Cry for Pitcher's Castoria. Ciiildkkn Cry for Pitcher's Castoria.