mr. coolidge. he begins to see him in retrospect and extremely comfortable and even praiseworthy citizens his failings are forgotten. the country remembers only the great fact that he let it alone. while there are worse habitats for a state income if the day ever comes when jefferson's warnings are heated up last and we reduce government with the simplest terms it may very well happen that his bones now resting inconspicuously in the vermont granite will come to be revered as those of a man who really did the nation some service as one might expect from a man on the fourth of july. jeff, colquitt was born on the fourth of july, july 4th, 1872 to be exact, in the minuscule central vermont of plymouth notch perhaps a dozen drillings between the corners of other words not particularly near anything. maple syrup and hillsides. he was not born which were poor, but by the standards of 1872, plymouth notch his father, colonel john coolidge was a man of means, a general store keeper, insurance agent, forme