Rensselaer Union, Volume 7, Number 45, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 29 July 1875 — Lonely Mount Vernon. [ARTICLE]

Lonely Mount Vernon.

Writing of a visit to Mount Vernon a correspondent of the Boston Globe says: “ Reaching the wharf and beginning td climb the hill you will notice the long stretch of picket fence painted black. I wondered if all inanimate objects were supposed to be in mourning? The effect is not enlivening, and your spirits receive another damper still when, reaching the summit of the hill, you encounter an espepecially black Ethiopian wearing a sort of official label on the front of his hat, and the ugliest face under its brim that ever reminded one°of Darwinian theories. The tomb w ith its hideous loneliness is directly before you, but faithful pilgrims leave that for a sort of climax, nursing their reverential emotion while they laboriously spell out all the inscriptions upon the monuments near it. Then walking up close to the iron gate everybody dutifully pokes his nose between the bars, gazing at the plain sarcophagi within, and wondering if the departed know how much of interest attaches to the places their lives had rendered sacred. There is no attempt at dis-‘ play*, certainly, where these two marble coffins—they are fashioned exactly after the traditional coffin-shape—rest upon bare earth, while all around are strewn pebbles and stones of various sizes, looking as if thrown there by irreverent hands from sheer wantonness. There is nothing attractive about this tomb, which ought to be beautiful at least The old tomb, from which the bodies were removed in 1837, is much less disagreeable, for that is covered with grassy turf, and you pass round its inclosure to the low door, standing open.” —A few days ago the daughter of a gentleman residing in Squog, Me., was cleaning her canary bird’s cage when its inmate escaped and flew out into the yard. Her exclamation of surprise started up a large Newfoundland dog owned by the family, which ran out, and suddenly putting Ms paw upon the bird, which had alighted upon a small shrub, bore it to the ground, holding it there until it was caught uninjured and returned to its cage. A fashion editor says: There is some thing very pretty in ladies’ gloves this season which is a handsome compliment