Connecticut western news., 1882-11-08
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We find them everywhere. In Daven- port, Iowa, we found an old-time friend walking down the sidewalk from the depot to the ferry across the "Great Father of Waters, the Mississippi. We saw familiar name on 8 sign, "Geo. B. Hubbell" We remembered that a young man of that name studied law with the Hon. D. J. Warner and went west, we knew not where, and had heard nothing about him for about thirty years. On entering his office we found G. B. Hubben. There were the general out lines of features, little grey, and with hair somewhat thin, but enough left by which to recognize the man. It was our old school mate born in the same school district But the interview brought some sad memories. John Hubbell, who used to heat iron in the old Huntington & Day Works, became 8 captain in the civil war and in trying to swim his horse across the Colorado was carried away by the current and drowned. Royal Hubbell, his brother, who ham, mered the iron, lives a farmer near Galva, ILL, while John Hubbell, the father, still lives with an older son, Judge Hubben in New Mexico.
 But the most sad reflection came in the form of 8 question What will be the final condition of our old and valued friend Hon. D. J. Warner In Waverly, N. r., were two lawyers educated by 1 him, Warner and Dexter. There was | one in Sharon, Samuel Orr, one Charles Ball, somewhere, Hubben in Iowa, and probably others of whom we know nothing, were prepared by him and set loose upon an unprotected public. Can anyone tell us why so many of the legal fraternity are identified with the Protest ant Episcopal or Church of England |? We once asked the same question of one of the best legal minds of Steuben County, N. Y., (Col. Henry Baldwin, and he gave us this answer Lawyers love fear, and as that church has noth- we can live quietly there" This is not our opinion, we only give the opinion expressed by lawyer.
 THE WESTERN RESERVE"
 We are in the Nineteenth Congress sional District, the home of such men as J. R., Gidding, James A. Garfield, Eizur Wright and others, whose love of liberty has placed them in the front rank of statesmen of the age. And we have near neighbors who, in an early day, left Litchfeld to settle in the then west. Near us live two brothers by the name of Baker who immigrated from Washington, Litchfeld County, and love to talk over old friends of the early home. Two miles north lives Lucius Holcomb, of South Canaan, who lived on what is called the Barracks, and who married daughter of Milo Harris, and sister of Harlow Harris, one of the prominent men of Salisbury Centre Eighty rods south of where I am writ ing lives a Mrs. Doctor Bebee, of Nor folk, whose maiden name was Curtis, and whose parents lived near Tobey' pond. She remembers all the names o1 those we used to know in Norfolk. These reminders of the past are very pleasant. We sit in the company ot those with whom we seem to be ac- quainted, and converse of Canaan and Salisbury. In both places we were once well acquainted. Sacred memories ot both the dead and the living mingle in our thoughts. We are nearing the cross ing. The silence of the "beyond startles us !! Shall we meet again Shall we know each other there |? are questions that come more frequently as we near the silent tomb. I believe it It may be delusion,-a creature o imagination-the mere child of socia sympathy-but be it true or false, love the thought and would not part with it for worlds. Good bye, Old Time Friends! Your memory is too precious to be lost. No good shall ever perish No truth ever dies, and somehow 1T our mysterious unfoldings in the future we shall gather up all the beautiful good and true in our lives, and in tht lives of those we have loved, and carry it onward helper forever.
 REV. H. s. BALL.
 Burg Hill, Trumbull Co.,, Ohio.