The name of Vermont recalls the gallant “Green Mountain Boys,” who proved their sturdy patriotism not only in the Revolution, but before those stormy days broke over the land.  In the colonial times the section was known as the “New Hampshire Grants,” and was claimed by both New York and New Hampshire, but Vermont refused to acknowledge the authority of either, even after New York, in 1764, secured a decision in her favor from King George, and set vigorously to work to compel the settlers to pay a second time for their lands.  The doughty pioneers would have none of it, and roughly handled the New York officers sent thither.  In 1777 Vermont formally declared her independence and adopted a State constitution.  Then, since the Revolution was on, Ethan Allen and the rest of the “Green Mountain Boys” turned in and helped whip the redcoats.  That being done, Vermont again asserted her independence, compelled New York to recognize it in 1789, and she was admitted to the Union in 1791.

It was away back in 1633 that the first Englishman bearing the name of Dewey arrived in Massachusetts with a number of other emigrants.  They settled in Dorchester, and in 1636 Thomas Dewey, as he was named, removed to Windsor, Connecticut, where he died in 1648, leaving a widow and five children.  Following down the family line, we come to the birth of Julius Yemans Dewey, August 22, 1801, at Berlin, Vermont.  He studied medicine, practiced his profession at Montpelier, the capital, and became one of the most respected and widely known citizens of the State.  He was married three times, and by his first wife had three sons and one daughter.  The latter was Mary, and the sons were Charles, Edward, and George, the last of whom became the famous Admiral of the American navy and the hero of the late war between our country and Spain.  He was born in the old colonial house of Dr. Dewey, December 26, 1837.

George was a good specimen of the mischievous, high-spirited and roystering youngster, who would go to any pains and run any risk for the sake of the fun it afforded.  This propensity was carried to such an extent that the youth earned the name of being a “bad boy,” and there is no use of pretending he did not deserve the reputation.  He gave his parents and neighbors a good deal of anxiety, and Dr. Dewey, who knew how to be stern as well as kind, was compelled more than once to interpose his authority in a way that no lad is likely to forget.

Dr. Dewey was a man of deep religious convictions.  In middle life he gave up the practice of medicine and founded the National Life Insurance Company, to whose interests he devoted his time and ability, and met with a good degree of success.  George was gifted by nature with rugged health, high spirits and indomitable pluck and fearlessness.  None could surpass him in running, leaping, swimming and in boyish sports.  He was fond of fishing and of rough games, and as a fighter few of his years could stand in front of him.  In numerous athletic trials he was invariably the victor, and it must be admitted that he loved fighting as well as he liked playing ball or fishing.  He gave and received hard knocks, and even at that early age showed evidence of the combative, aggressive courage that became so marked a feature of his manhood.