F 57 .B6 C9 Copy 1 W AN ACCOUNT OF THE CELEBRATION OF THE FOURTH OF JDLT, 1881, AT • MASON'S POINT, LAKE BOMOSEEN. Under the Auspices of the Citizens of Rutland County, and the Rutland County His- torical Society, conjointly ; includ- ing the Report of the Ceremony of Christening the Island of COMPILED BY JOHN M. CURRIER. M; D., OF CASTLETON, VERMONT, Secretary of the Rutland County Historical Society; Member of the Vermont Historical Society; Life Member of the New Hampshire Antiquarian Society ; Member of the New England Historic-Genealogical Society; also a Member of the American Associatfon for the Advancement of Science , and others. PUBLISHED UNDER THE AUSPICES OF THE RUTLAND COUNTY HISTORICAL SOCIETY. AN ACCOUNT OF THE CELEBRATION OF THE FOURTH OF JULY, 1881, AT MASON'S POINT, LAKE BOMOSEEN, Under the Auspices of the Citizens of Rutland County, and the Butland County His- torical Society, conjointly ; includ- ing the Report of the Ceremony of CJirlstening the Island of COMPII.EJi) BY, , . ; ; ; ,. JOHN M^.'^'CURRIER,' M.t)' OF CASTLETON, VERMONT, Secretary of the Rutland Cf rei)resenting a jieople to whom liberty had been long familiar as a living law, as an organized institution as a homely household fact. The peitutiiii-ilius which distinguish the whole substance and tone of this solemn inslrument, are peculiarities of the American revolution itself, giving dig- nity to its events and import to its principles, as they gave success to its arms. As the salutations of the moi-ning never weary us by their 'ilical deeiis. Vermont expected to make a glad welcome to the President, this week — but now mourning covers the pathway he would have trod. Our (»over- nor instead of greeting sends on the wings of the wind the j'egi-ets of the commonwealth at the sad event. Mr. Clark proceeded to state the purposes of the celebration and the ob- jects of the Historical Society, commending them to the favorable patron- age and aid by the people of Rutland County. We stand on historic ground within ear shot of one of the battlefields of the Revolution— and let that echo to us fiom the past- be impressed upon us at this hour, and let us proceed diligently to gather up the materials of our local history. The address of welcome was delivered by the Hon. L. W. Reddington of Rutland, as follows: Mr. President, Ladles and Gentlemen : — This is the anniversary of our na- tion's birth. A little over a century ago, Thomas Jefferson jiromulgated the Declaration of Independence and this nation was crystallized into being. And it is fitting the American people should, ever maintain undiminished and unrestricted the ceremonies pertaining to the celebration of this day from which evolved the everlasting cieed of liberty, and the prerogaUve of good government for mankind. Through this annual celebration, patriotism is preserved — our race ele- 10 vated, anil a love and respect for our laws engendered, by the periodic universal, commemoration of this historic day, the fundamental princijilea of our constitution are kept ever before us, impressing us with the necessi- ty of a constant guardianship over the privileges thus bequeathed us by our ancestors ; for so long as humanity has aspirations, vaulting ambition, and the thirst for power, liberty will only be preserved by unceasing vigils, and untiring zeal. And although the heart of the American people is at this present mo- ment, immersed in sorrow over the dreadful ti-agedy of last Saturday, (referring to the shooting of President Garfield July 2nd,) which has al- most deprived a loving domestic circle of a father, a host of admiring friends of an associate, and a great Nation of our Executive ; still the hand which has wielded the destines of this country hitherto, will preserve us in the future ; and while individualities must cease to exist, and man- kind fade away as the leaves of the forest, etill our duties to the Church, Family and State, survive. A few weeks since, the Rutland County Historical Society, decided to make this i)Ccasion more interesting by the ad- an Island or parcel of land in Castleton Pond or Lake Bomoseen. and denominated or called the "Island," for the consideration of seven hundred and fifty dollars, to John A. Leggett, of Dorset, County of Bennington and State of Vermont. Reserving and ex- cepting, however, during the life of said S. H. Langdon, the use of twenty - four rods of ground, at the north end of said island, lying south of the bay or inlet, being four rods wide on said bay and extending south six rods. John A. Leggett, having become a bankrupt, the island together with his other property, went into the hands of John W. Crampton, of Rutland, Vt., as assignee, on the 18th day of Sept'imber, 1878. On the 12th day of October, 1878, John "W. Ciampton, assignee of John A. Leggett, deeded the island to George W. Chaplin, Jr., of Rutland, Vt., for the consideration of seven hundred dollars. On the 4th day of November, 1878, George W. Chaplin, Jr., deeded one . undivided half of the island to John W. Crampton, for the consideration of three hundred and fifty dollars, mentioning the reservation to S. H. Lang- don. On the 11th day of September, 1880, John W. Crampton and George W. Chaplin, Jr., gave a quit claim deed of their interest in the island to Jane Barker, of Brooklyn, Kings County, New York, mentioning the reservation of 24 rods of the north end to S. H. Langdon. Robert R. Drake, of Pittsford, Vt., for the consideration of one hundred dollars, deeded the the island to Robert H. Drake, of Pittsford, Vt., on the 11th day of January, 1878. The deed was received at the town clerk's office at 4 o'clock and 40 minutes of the same day. The deed given by Robert R. Drake to Henry Langdon was given Januai-y 18th, 1869, but wa^^ not received at the town clerk's oflftce for record until Januai-y 12th, 1878, at 3:30 o'clock, p. m. 19 INDIAN HISTORY. Almost nothiny with Mi-. Baker ; his piggery alone costing some five thousand dollars ; whei-e he kept all kinds, and this breed of which he presented me a pair, was given to him by the Queen of En.land a few years previous, and was of the famous Berkshire breed I had these pigs sent by express to Castleton ; one was smothered and the other was kept at friend Langdon's. One day W. F. Bixby photographed it for me, aftei- which it died ; what was the cause none of us knew. 1 had it buried up on the Island in the lake ; on the tombstone was put : Fraternal Welcome A Pig Died Berkshire. The name "Fraternal Wel- come" was from Mr. Baker's fete, which v/as called that. It was my in- tention to have raised here and sent during the fall following a young pig to each of the companies who were present at the fete, so have a sort of a barbacue or reunion, but like many other plans, it lailed. I would say here that this fete of Mr. Barker's was a "big thing." It cost him some ii;25,000, and was heralded all over the south, (the aflFair, not the cost), and was, I believe, the means of doing a great deal of good towards "healing ihe breach," as this was the first instance of southern military visiting the north since the war. The Washington Light Infantry, of Charleston, represented South Carolina ; Fayettsville Independent Light Infantry, of Fayettsville, North Carolina; Norfolk Blues, Virginia, and others I cannot think of just now. Hastily Yours Respectfully, Chas. G. Child. The remains of the pig were put into a casket and taken to the Island for burial. John Doolan, John P. Ryan, James J. Sweeney and William H. Burke, acted as bearers. Their services were paid for in cigars and whisk-^y. The marble monument was engraved by T. Smith Sherman. Mr. Langdon, referred to by Mr. Child, was at the Centennial in Phila- delphia when the pig died, when he returned, as his old cronies framed the story, he took his prayer book and a bottle of lager, went over to the Island and read the Episcopal burial service ever the pig's grave. 22 GUIDES AMD BOATMEN. Every summer resort in rural districts, whether of mountain, river, lake or mineral spring-s, has its guifthe court, but Skeensboro was found to be an unsafe place for the court and it was removed to Fort Edward — The first session held there was in 1773, at the house of one Patrick Smith. Upon the organization of our state government in 1778 the who'e terri- tory west of the mountains became and constituted the county of Benning- ton (Feb. 11, 1779) By act of the General Assembly in 1781. all north of the present limits of Bennington county was made into a county by the name of Rutland. The petitioners who made the application to the Octo- ber session of the previous year, 1780, had proposed that the new county be named Washington ; The bill for its incorporation was passed Nov. 8, the General Assembly being at Bennington, but it was hud over by the advice of the Council until the next session. At the next session, held at Windsor, a new bill was passed Feb. 13, 1781, and the name was made Rutland, instead of Washington. Addison county was next taken off from Rutland by act of the legisla- ture Oct, 18, 1785. Tinmouth was the county seat of Rutland territory and the courts were held in a large log house of two rooms, one room being the tavern of Solomon Bingham. The jail was made of logs and stood a mile away. The settlers had purchased their lands and titles of the government of New Hampshiie, New Hampshire having gianteshire Grants. Congress did not favor them and the petition was withdrawn. After the declaration of the 4th of July 1776, New York, undertaking to enforce the collection of rents, the old conflict was reviving. To ascertain what the pi-evailing opinion was, and what should be done in the case a general convention was called by circular letters. This convention met at Dorset July 24, 177G, and consisted of 51 members, representing 35 towns. The convention agreed to enter into an in know our rights and to maintain them. Mr. Rowland Walters, of Poultney, delivered a poem in the Welsh Language on Lake Bomoseen, written expressly for the celebrUtion. This is the poem : O fryniau Meirion estron wyf, Yn y wlad, estronol ydTrf, — Yn aros mewn dwfn hiraeth Ar ol y Trosgol a'r Traeth. 34 Toi y Manod dymunol, — am ei nen, Y inae niwl caddugol ; Anaele fyd ! niwl a'l fol Tew ai* ysgwydd y Trosgol. Y Moelwyn mawr yn mlaen Meirion — wga Ar wanegog eigion; Hir yw ei dwf — her i'r don Lithro 'i sail a'i throsolion. Ni welaf, gan y niwloedd, — y Wyddfa, Gorseddfainc tymhestloedd, — Na brig yr Enig lle'r oedd Aruthr antur rhuthrwyntoedd. Llawer llyn, — llawer llanerch Y sydd yn denu fy seveh Ar ororau'r Eryri — Bron haf yw ei hwybren hi. Cilio o gan y clogwyni — ydoedd Newidiad chwith imi; Mae'r awen yn ymrewi Ar y llawr sy'n do i'r Hi. I Bomoseen ba maes ia I'w wynfwng yn ymdaenfa; A'i wyneb a adwaenir Yn un cryg tebyg i'r tir. Ffordd ddaw a gosgordd yn gynt, — o'i wyneb, Gwnaetli anadl y rhewynt ; Cerbydau yn gwau 'n y gwynt, A'r don yn cysgu danynt. Yn ei wgni wanega,— y rhew Dan ei droed a'i gwasga ; Gwisgwyd ef a gwasgod ia, A'i gwsg oer a gwisg eira . Er hyn, daw gwanwyn yn gynar — allan I'w ollwng o'l garchar ; Daw hefyd a bywyd bar Ddeol rhwymau y ddaear. 35 Gwisgir y gwiail a dail a diliau fewn ei Iwynydd, hyd fin ei lanau; A Uwyni blydd gwinwydd ugeiniau, Acw a liongiant wrth dewfrig gangau: A chuddir ei lechweddau, — a'i gymoedd, A rhy w filoedd o goed per afalau. Y Bryniau Gwyrddion i Meirion gydmaraf Amhoen eu hiechyd, a'u tegweh mwynwychaf : Paentir tlysineb ar vvyneb tirionaf Tlysion lanerchi rhwiig llvvyni dillynaf ; Ami wig yn llawn temlan haf — trw/r parthau O gaerog aeliau y graig a welaf. I Bomoseen bu mwy sail Yr edtyr ddyn ar adfail Na llynau rhai parthau pur, Hynotaf myuwes natur. Ymwelwyr wrth y miloedd — a dynant I anadl ei ddyfroedd; Gwua'n iach ami uu afiach oedd Fel yn dwr o flinderoedd. Meib hael y sir ymbleserant I chwai hwyllo'r cwch lawer cant ; A'r hwyliau i'r awelon, Oriau'r dydd, a chwery'r don. A dygir, ar adegau, — areithwyr I fritho ei lanau, — A gwych gerddorion yn gwau Rhif y ser o fesurau. I'r awyr pan ddaw'r huan I wneyd dydd a'i amrant dan, Y digoll wych redegwr, Ei lun dyn ar len y dwr ; A rhwydd y tyn, ar ei hynt, "Werni a'u hadar arnynt, Y gwawl hoyw, gloyw, glan, Yu ei bur wyneb eirian, 36 A chwery, yn ddrych araul Ei drem, o lygad yr haul Y pysg yn gymysg emau ; O'i fewn geir heb rif yn gwau; Gwisg der fel gwasgod arian Ar ei lif welir o'i Ian. Uwch ei ben yn wyrog, crog y creigiau, Yn enfawr linell, yn fur i'tv lanau ; Ar loy w adenydd ei grwydrol donau En llun welir dan eu hyllion aeliau Yna dolydd llawn dillau — porfaog, A llwyni cuweddog, llawn cy wyddau. Ei donau ar fanciau 'i fin Gurasant y gro iesin Oeaau na eheir hanesydd, Yr oes hou f'w cyfri sydd. Ba hanes tj'biau henoed Heddy w wyr flwyddi ei oed ! Cawn hwn yn mhell cyn hanes Yn llyn a'i aw el yn Ilea I ymwelwyr y miloedd, A ser yr hen amser oedd. Ki wendon borthai Indiaid A physg, ac eto ni phaid A phorthi rhy w ri o'r oes, I'w Ian ro'nt ran o'r einioes. Yn ei for hynt mae'n dyfrhau ; Rhywiog wlydd y gweirgloddiau ; Ireiddio y fro yn fras A lliw gwymp oil o gwmpas; Ireiddio'r coed Derwyddol, — Gwylwyr o dwf ar glawr dol ; Ac o honynt gan henoed. Oni ddaeth rhai'n ganoedd oed ? A mlaen, gan droi'n raelinau — gorenwog A ranant ei flfrydiau ; Ac at alwad gwlad yn glau Y rhedant tra ceir ydaii. 37 Daw mynor yn domenydd, — a llechi Lloches ddofn y creigydd, Fr man y ceir ymenydd, — Arf, a saer, i'vv ffurfio sydd. Ei haf olaf a welir, — a'i auaf Mwyach ni ddycb welir ; Yna'i feirwon a fwrir Ar gael hwnt i'w argel hir,. Eigion daear gan dywydd Ffrwydriad gwefr dan rhwyga'n rhydd ; Y graig a naid o'i gwregys, A chwal ei ddyfroed i yn chwys I wyneb y ciogwyni ; A gwna'r wybryn llwybr i'r Hi'. O'i wyl wydd, heb le iddaw, Y bryn a ddianc mewn bi'aw ; Y coedgor, He ceid cydgan, A mawr dwif a gymer dan ; Ei le, a'i wasgawd, losgir, Wedi i haf a'i anaf hir. Diwedd pob peth a nesaodd. A Duw y mab yn dweydy modd, loxoKON Glan Dwyryd. Hon. Henry Hall, of Rutland, delivered the following ad- dress: Some sixty years ago, at a political dinner in Mass., a venerable dar- key gave this toast: "G'lbbernui" Strong : may his mantle-piece fall on the head of his successor." Audience and speakers alike pei'haps to-day need the thick armor of a darkie's skull, to shield them from the mantles and mantle-pieces of our predecessors, recent and remote ; if half the stories of modern anci ancient tradition present truthful views of what has been on these shores and neighboring isle. Nearly a quarter of a century has passed away, since the Legislature of the state enacted a law authorising towns to provide each for a town his- tory at the town's expense. The town of Castleton, has as yet, made no effort, toward pi-operly preserving and publishing its own history ; and yet no town in the state has a Revolutionary history, surpassing, or even equaling, that of this town. 38 Castleton, was the home of Col. Amos Binl, Col. Noah Lee and Lieut. Elias Hall. In Castleton, in May 1775, met that little band, at whose summons first ■went down the British flag, before the coming Republic. In Castleton ■was planned the captures of Skeensboro', Ticouderoga and Crown Point ; in Castleton, met Ethan Allen, Seth Warner and Benedict Arnold ; In Cas- tleton. it was, that Benedict Arnold, by virtue of a Massachusetts commis- sion claimed to command those Green Mountain Boys, who had enlisted for the capture of Ti., on the express condition that Ethan Alien was to be their leader ; it was in Castleton, that St. Clair with his army and staff of distinguished young officers, camped over one night, July 1777 ; it was in Castleton, that a British army tarried briefly ; it was in Castleton, that Bur^'oyne summoned Tory and Whig to meet Gov. Skeene and accept Bi-it- ish protection and swear allegiance ; it was in Castleton, that the Head- quarters of the Vermont troops were located, the latter part of the Revolu- tionary war ; it was in Castleton, that the next to the last of Vermont's National legislatures met; Castleton once rejoiced in the teachings of some of the ablest medical talent in the country. The proposed naming, of the most noted i.sland in all this region, calls attention to other local names. The origin of the name of Castleton, is found in the first paragraph of Scott's novel, "Peveril of the Peak." William Peveril, a son of William the Conqueror, fought at the Battle of Hastings, was givin large real estate in Dei-byshire, 120 or 130 miles north of London, built a sti-ong Castle over the "Devil's Cive ;" thence the neighboring village was called, Castleton. The name was applied to this town by George Wentworth of N. H., the collegian, merchant and politi- cian of ancient and aristocratic Portsmouth, to whom our state is indebted for such a choice collection of good old English town-names ; so fixr remov- ed from the tawdry nomenclature, borrowed from the shores of the Med- iterranean, by our louder brethren West and South. It was your Col. Bird, that furni.shed a name, for that Ira mountain, which is such a notable feature in the landscape, miles away. Your Glen Lake— a lake rai-ely equaled in beauty— once rejoiced in the soubriquet of •'Screw-Driver Pond" a name now without meaning — but among the old hunters, a screw-driver, was a triangular shaped utensil of the gunner — one branch was a hammer, used to pick the flint, one branch was an awl for cleaning out the passage from the lock to the inside of the bai-rel, and one a screw driver proper, for screwing down the flint fii-mly into its place. Such a hunter's screw-driver apily designated the tiiangu- lar shape of Glen Lake ; resembling the equi-distant three legs of the rounded emblem in the coat-of-arms of the Isle of man. Your principal lake has always suffered fi-om an unhappy name. In Wm. Blodgett's map of 1789, it is called, "Lake Bombazon ;" for many years it was "Lake Bombazine" and recently '-Lake Bomoseen ;" all thi-ee a-"bom"-inable. As Castleton invites city visitors, by its other attrac- tions, may it soon rejoice in attractive names. 39 Castleton was a favorite resort of Ethan Allen both before and after his captivity, both before and during the Revolutionary war. At one time, • he was returning- in the winter from "Ti.," whither he had been on an "alarm," he wore a new pair of snow-shoes and they hurt his feet. As they reached the head of Castleton Lake, the soldiei-s cut down a small evergreen ti-ee and induced him to ride thereon while they drew it on the ice. For some miles Ethan amused the "Boys" with stories and then leapt oiF the boughs, declaring — or if the revised edition had been out then, would have declared — he was not going to ride to Hades or Gehenna on that condemned hurdle. NAMING THE ISLAND. The chairman announced that the time had now arrived for naming the Island and inquired if there were any names pro- posed. Geo. M. Fuller Esq. of Fair Haven stepped forward upon the rock and spoke as follows : Mr. PresvJtnt : During the troublesome times between the Green Mountain Boys and the Yorkers there resided on the eastern bank of Lake Champlain with the family of Capt. Hendee an Indian by the name of Neshobe who es- pousing the cause of the Green Mountain Boys became one of the most noted of scouts and spies. His knowledge of the country gave him a decided advantage over the New Yorkers ; still later when Burgoyne was attempt- ing to pass from Quebec to Albany we tind him lirking about the enemy and giving the Federals timely notice of the movements of the enemy. Indeed it was he who first gave them notice that General Frazier with a larsre number of troops had crossed the lake, and was upon Vermont soil ; having received this notice the Federals now proposed to meet the enemy on Old Hubbardton battlefield : Side by side with Allen, Baker, Warring- ton and old Pete Jones, this noble savage fought for your liberties and mine. And now Mr. President that the name of this noble savage may not be forgotten, but handed down to future generations and ages, with that of Allen, Baker, Pete Jones and others, I move that this beautiful Island whose shores are washed by the waters of this lake, whereon in days past he has jiaddled his birch canoe, be named in honor of the noble Indian scout Neshobe, and may it hereafter ever be known by that name. Prof. Abel E. Leavenworth, principal of the State Normal school at Castleton, then gave the following address : Fellow Citizens. — Why meet we here to-day ? Do you reply, " Our fathers thus kept the day, and so do we ?" May we not seek for a better reason, one having a deeper meaning, and one more easily justified before the world, and especially, at the bar of our own consciences ? 40 One of the best tests of any custom is to pass it through the crucible of repetition. If it responds ever to the wants of the body, the mind, or the heart, we tire not of it. That diet which conduces most strong-ly to de- velop, in a healthy way, the bodily powers, and through them carry energy to the brain and courage to the heart, never cloys a healthy ap- petite. The Creator of the heavens and the earth works by constant methods. Our hearts are to-day moved to pleasant emotions and to exclamations of delight, as we glance up and down this lovely vale. These wooded hilla and grassy meads, so beautiful in their vestments of green, speak to us of the wonderful changes that have come over this enchanting prospect since the bursting of the icy bands of winter. A.nd yet all this is but the repe- tition of six thousand successive years. Why tire we not of it ? It meets our necessities. The unceasing revolutions of the earth and the unwearied round of the seasons, bring to us, with all of their sameness, constant oc- cupation and the means of providing for the wants of life. We need to be reminded of the coat of the liberty of which we so proudly boast to-day. And where can seeds of patriotism and undying loyalty be better sown and their principles more surely inculcated than on this com- memorative occasion ? Here we lay aside all partisan feeling and all political differences, and meet, with one h -art and mind, upon this ground, hallowed by heroic sacrifices, to renew our fealty to the principles sealed to us by the blood and eufferings of our fathers. " Dis well received. 44 Rev. E. T. Hooker of Castleton, was then called upon, and after placing his little child, that had fallen a-^leep, into Col. Joyce's arms paid to him the following compliment which we copy from the Fair Haven Era : "I lay down my sleeping- cliiltl in the amis of our distinjjuishe'i friend and one (lay when Ci)I. Joyce shall have become even more honored and beloved than he now is, will tell the boy for his pi-ide and pleasure that on this day he was held in his arms, I pray God that the child's more mature intelligence may then know that out of the shadow and grief of this awful calamity, we came into the sunshine and joy of a great deliver- ance." Mr. Hooker went on in strong and earnest words, such as he al- ways speaks when his soul is moved, and gave hope for thirsty hearts, that when all other hope had faile(i the hand of Gi)d could heal. As his faith is so may it be unto him and us. A Poem on "The Valley of Lake Bomoseen," composed es- pecially for this occasion, by Captain James Hope, of Watkins Glen, N. Y., formerly of Castleton, was read by Prof. D. Arnold, of Washington University, St. Louis, Mo., which we insert in full : THE VALLEY OF LAKE BOMOSEEN. You ask lor a song, from a sexagenarian, A Poem, in praise of this beautiful vale — Can a heart I'ke dead leaves in last year's herbarium. Respond to the summons in aught but a wail ? When wild roses bloom 'mid the frosts of December, And summer flowers gladden the snow-covered plain — Then may I, with my feeble hand strike the glad numbers And bid silent harp-strings revibrate again. Can scenes that awakened my soul's deep devotion, The fountain from whence inspiration I drew, Cause the heart that is wither'd to beat with emotion, " When fond recollection recalls them to view ?" I have seen thee ! Fair Vale, in thine autumnal splendor, Thy glories of Summer, thy beauties of shade ; "When the Storm -King of Winter rode fiercely in grandeur ; When the sweet breath of Spring-time wooed forest and glade. I know thee ! Sweet Valley, every flower in thy wild-wood. Every leaf on thy trees, every song of thy rills ; *' And they're dear to my heart as the scenes of my childhood," As I gaze on the picture that memory fills. 45 Your green, mossy grottoes, by streamlet and fountain ; Your lichen-clad rocks that embattle the hills; Your gray morning mist-wreaths that mantle the mountains, And daisy decked meadows, are dear to me still. I have loved thee ! Sweet Vale, Silvery Lake and Grreen Mountain With aftection that's deathless, deep, tender and true; With the ardor of youth, and the strength of full manhood, As the years lengthened onward the stronger it grew. How oft ! Silvery Lake, o'er thy crystalline waters, I sped the light shallop with bright flashing oar ; Keeping time to the songs of Vermont's fairest daughters While we drank in the beauties of sky, lake aod shore. On thy green, fairy isle ihat so peacefully slumbers, Like a silver-set gem on thy fair throbbing breast ; Where the forest- thrush warbles in wild woodland numbers. When weary at noon-tide, I've laid me to rest. Ah I well I remember the first kindly greeting, When an exile, I met, where these bright waters flow ; The heart-warm friendship, so true and unfleeting, You gave the lone boy, in the dear long-ago. But stilled are the hearts that gave welcome so kindly, And hushed the dear voices, so musical then. And cold are the hands now, whose gj'asp was so friendly And soundly they slumber by hillside and glen. I grew with the growth of your sons and your daughters ; I've tasted their love,- and I've led them in war ; — And not in this wide world are fairer or braver, Than the Daughters and Sons of these valleys so fair. I thank the All-Father, of earth's teeming legions. The Guide of my youth, who still guides me as then ; Who directed my steps to this fair mountain region, Whose god is the Lord, and whose products are men. 46 The following poem on Neshohe was composed by E. H. Phelps, of Fair Haven, and read before the annual meeting of the Rutland County Historical Society, held at Adams' Hall, in Fair Haven, Aug. 10, 1881 : NESHOBE. Nesh-o-be ! Pray tell me who was he ? (Or perhaps you call him Neah-o-hQ .) What was his family pedigree ? An Indian brave, I am simply told, A painted savage, saucy and bold, Wbo roamed the forest in days of old. And hunted for scalps and glory ; Whose name to us has been handed down As an Indian scout of great renown, The hero of song and story. But though he was known as an Indian scout, He lived like other braves no doubt. Whom all the children have read about, A sort of a savage wonder ; A free and easy child of the woods. Who had but little of this woi'ld's goods, But lived to scalp and plunder. His cares were light and his wants were few ; He had no bank notes falling dae. And his wife and daughters never knew About the styles and fashions ; He loved to hunt as he loved to eat, And 'twas simply fan to get the meat, > That furnished his daily rations. His house or wigwam was rude indeed, But perfectly answered every need ; When the glad earth smiled and the sky was fair, He lived and slept in the open air. And cared not a cent foi- a cover; But when the weather grew cold and bleak, He built a house that was quite unique, A dozen poles run up to a peak, With dear-skin covered over. 47 His dress was arranged with simple taste ; A wampuin belt encircled his waist, And his feet and ankles were well encased In moccasins made of leather, And trimmed with beads in the neatest style. While on his head he wore no tile, But simply a turkey's feather. His frock and leggins were deer-skin, tanned, And trimmed in a style that was simply grand ; And his manly cheek, by the breezes fanned, Was painted red and yellow ; And when he walked out to meet the foe. With his knife and tomahawk, arrows and bow. He was really a killing fellow. Long years ago, ere the pale face came, He roamed these hills and valleys for srame ; He hunted the fox, the deer, and the bear, Or anything else that was covered with hair ; And when these grew scarce he didn't care, But turned to hunting his brother ; Natural hunters these Indians were. And this is the reason, I infer. Why, next to hunting for food and fur, They loved to hunt one another. And when returned from war or chase, As the shadows of night came down apace, These noble sons of the Indian race, Encamped by brook or river, Joined in the dance, and the songs they sang Down through the shadowy valleys rang, And the hills re-echoed their savage slang ; The thought of it makes one shiver. But though trained to the arts of war and strife, His heart could respond to a gentler life;- And oft as the day began to fade, He was wont to emerge from the forest shade, With the choice of his heart, a dusky maid. The fairest of Indian daughters. 48 To seek the lake and the birchen boat, And bathed in the moonlight silently float O'er Bomoseen's silvery waters. Long years have flown since maiden and brave Floated and wooed on the sparkling wave; Their dust lies under the earth's green face, And DO man knoweth their resting place ; But Neshobe dieth never ; His name still lives in the island green, That rests on the bosom of Bomoseen, And thus it shall live forerer. THE BOAT RACE. On account of the poor condition of the wa*er the boat race was post- poned from four, till eig-ht o'clock. The participants were Grant, Mans- field and Ryan. The jud^^es, Will P. Hyde, Smith Sherman, Wood- ward, James H. Spencer and Ira R. Allen. Ryan had the misfortune to injure his boat, which was repaired however, in time foi' the race. The positions as drawn were Mansfield, Ryan and Grant. The cours^i was fi'om Mason's Point to Coffee's Landinuf and return, makin^p one and one- half miles. The boatmen took the water at the word "go ;" V)ut Grant started with a spurt and continued it till he held the lead when they all settled into a steady pull. The race was very even till the turn with the odds in favor of Grant. At the turn Mansfield failed to find his? buoy, which through some unknown cause had disappeared, and made the turn about one hundred an <1 fifty feet beyond. This accident g-av« Mansfield the last place on the return, but by frequent spurts he shortened the dis- tance. At the finish Grant pulled in one and one-half lengths ahead of Ryan, and Mansfield followed by two lengths. But for Mansfield's mis- fortune at the turning stake, the race would undoubtedly have been closer and more exciting. Winner's time 12.57. — Fair IJaven Era. FIRE WORKS. The fire works in the evening were let off" from a raft in the bay east of >[ason's Point and were witnessed by thousands who stopped over, along the shores of the Lake. This closed one of the most successful celebrations ever held in this section of Ver- mont and the largest collection of people ever assembled in the town of Castleton. PROMINENT CITIZENS PRESENT. Hon. Hiel HoUister, author of the History of Pawlet, and Marshall Brown, of Pawlet; Dr. John E. Hitt, of Granville, N. Y. ; Dea. Joseph Joslin, Dr. L. D. Ross, Hon. Merritt Clark, 49 author of several historical papers and poeips, of Poultney ; Dr. T. E. Wakefield, Hon. Simeon Allen, Potter Wescott, Esq. ; R. T. Ellis and Richard E. Lloyd, Esq., of Fair Haven ; E. L. Bar- bour, author of historical and poetical productions, and Dr. H. R. Jones, of Benson; Simeon Young, Benoni Griffin and W. P. J. Hyde, of Sudbury ; E. J. Ganson and M. M. Dikeman, of Hubbardton ; Newman Weeks and William Gilmore, of Rutland. Rutland County Historical Society. OFFICERS. President. — Hon. Barnes Frisbie, Poultney, Vice-Presidents. — First, Dr. James Sanford, Castleton ; Second, Hon. Joseph Joslin, Poultney. Secretary. — Dr. John M. CuRRiEii, Castleton. Treasurer. — Hon. R. C. Abel, West Haven. LIBRftRY OF CONGRESS 014 065 838 8