nder, with his own name signed." I am going
down town now, to see for myself, what is going on. Later--I have
returned and I never saw such performances in my life. Every man has a
bell or a horn, and every girl a flag and a little bell, and every one
is tied with red, white and blue ribbons. I am going down town again
now, with my flag in one hand and bell in the other and make all the
noise I can. Mr. Noah T. Clarke and other leading citizens are riding
around on a dray cart with great bells in their hands ringing them as
hard as they can. Dr. Cook beat upon an old gong. The latest musical
instrument invented is called the "Jerusalem fiddle." Some boys put a
dry goods box upon a cart, put some rosin on the edge of the box and
pulled a piece of timber back and forth across it, making most unearthly
sounds. They drove through all the streets, Ed Lampman riding on the
horse and driving it.
_Monday evening, April_ 10.--I have been out walking for the last hour
and a half, looking at the brilliant illuminations, transparencies and
everything else and I don't believe I was ever so tired in my life. The
bells have not stopped ringing more than five minutes all day and every
one is glad to see Canandaigua startled out of its propriety for once.
Every yard of red, white and blue ribbon in the stores has been sold,
also every candle and every flag. One society worked hard all the
afternoon making transparencies and then there were no candles to put in
to light them, but they will be ready for the next celebration when
peace is proclaimed. The Court House, Atwater Block, and hotel have
about two dozen candles in each window throughout, besides flags and
mottoes of every description. It is certainly the best impromptu display
ever gotten up in this town. "Victory is Grant-ed," is in large red,
white and blue letters in front of Atwater Block. The speeches on the
square this morning were all very good. Dr. Daggett commenced with
prayer, and such a prayer, I wish all could have heard it. Hon. Francis
Granger, E. G. Lapham, Judge Smith, Alexander Howell, Noah T. Clarke and
others made speeches and we sang "Old Hundred" in conclusion, and Rev.
Dr. Hibbard dismissed us with the benediction. I shook hands with Mr.
Noah T. Clarke, but he told me to be careful and not hurt him, for he
blistered his hands to-day ringing that bell. He says he is going to
keep the bell for his grandchildren. Between the speeches on the square
this morning
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