Middletown transcript., 1868-03-21
Correspondence Of he Mddietopn Transcript.
MILLiNGToN, Md NH. l6. '69


Mr.. EDITOR The unwontedly pleas
ant weather considering it is the bluster-
ing month Of Mareh) had tempted me out,
as well as sundry others, and I.was re-
marking to friend the pleasure of being
kindly remembered and that ncxt to the
pleasure afforded by the receipt Of letter
was that Of paper with familiar coun-
tenancc; when 10 the Transcript stared
me full in the face. "Write letter for
newspaper Why l never did such u
thing in all my life I've afflicted my
friends, it is true, with q reanis of paper.
foods of ink" hut how am to make nv
appearance in print, / don't know. fear
my correspondence will have the fate dep
recated by your Newark contributor. viz
the g scrap basket, Il should, perhaps.
say the rubbish basket, if you keep one.
| think your first appearance in our
midst was on the occasion of the breaking
of the earth for our Rail Road. The en-
gine so enthusiastically beckoncd over by
our energetic friend, Major Biggs,-may
his shadow never grow lcss-has not net
walked up this Sleepy Hollow" but if
contractors, engineers and navvics, pro-
coed with their present celerity, Milling
ton will open its eyes-somctine before
the end of the present century. They
have, at present, about twenty men en-
gagged in cutting through an elevation
about half mile from town, at the cost
of two dollars an inch And, bv the way,
some one, from below, has been poking
fun ut tbn ~ e
descent. Quite number made their ap-
pearance' here few days ago to work on
the Rail Road. They had been engaged.
they said, at $3.50 per day and board,
and carriage and horse to go home on
Sundays. They were informed that the
Company paid no such wages; but they
insisted that they had been engaged by
gentleman to work on the Kent and Queen
Annc's Rail Road at said remuneration.
On being asked if they knew the name of
the gentleman, the spokesman of the par
ty, with satisfaction cleaning in every
feature of his face, answered. ." Oh YES,
Sab, Mr.. Bootjack"
We have the promise of from three to
live hundred men, in the course of week.
May the shadow of that promise soon be
lost in the substance of its fulflment. is
the prayer of our waking Millingtonians.
Yes, for forty years we have been play
ing Rip Van Winklc," in Uncle Bo-
ycr's shop! While the pulses of the great
world around MS have been throbbine and
burning with the glowing tide of life, we
have been rolling onward as lazily, as the
smoke from our rusty clay pipes Ono
Narghilehs) rolled upward.
Nothing but race with an iron horse
could quicken our pulsations, and even
that race had to be got up by Delaware
man, who leaves smoking for chimncys
and smokc-stacks, and consequently has
clear brains, and eyes that can look into
the misty future But our sleep is over :.
We are waking, and will soon trundle out
Of our lazy trot into as swift a page us the
rest of civilization.
We are waking to the increased value
OF our property; too much so, | fear.
One eye had better be shut, and things
would be more in the train of improve
nent: Lots can hardly be had for 'love
1r money" The enterprising Masonic
Fraternity, under whose auspices the work
was inauguratcd, wish to erect building
or Lodge, Store-room, Bank and Town
Hall. But, there is no lot to be had. on
;cpt at fabulous sum. Two weedy wilder
lesses, up town, which for want of lining.
lrainage, etc. yield not corn enough to
iced for week the animals used to eulti-
1ate them, are held back, in the hope of
commanding better price. Verify if our
wont or can't build. wont
Or can't they sell the land at reasonable
price and let others do it? Our ancient
own has, however, had an addition in the
shape of an Engineers Office, with stove
pipe out of each window
Hasten the day when the shrill whis-
lie of the fcry-eyed Cyclops shall wake us
up indeed, as the darkics used to tell me-
The thunder does the snakes; and waking.
nay We get rid of the beams in our own
Eyes learn to let alone the NOTES in our
leighbor's, and come altogether to more
civilized state of existence.
If leisure and opportunity allow. you
nay hear again from
Yours Respectfully, .FAMA.
Now for Connecticut.