Morning journal and courier., 1884-02-22
Price Two Cenfs

replied Bill, ''he is the only gentleman in New Haven who thinks 1t necessary to take of his hat when he speaks to himself" About the year 1885 the Grays went down to Stonington to celebrate the anniversary of the victory there in the war of 1872. When in New London on their tour the Grsys' band advertised concert. On going to the hall at the appointed hour in the evening they found an immense crowd outside waiting for the music which they could have free, as it vas an August night and the windows neces- sarily wide open but inside there was @ paying audience of only two persons. They were naturally ohagrinsd at such penurious- ness, and refunding to their audience, gave up the concert. The next day at a public dinner given to the military in New London the bass drummer of the band arose for toast. Being apparently over happy, his companions tried to restrain him, but he mounted a chair, lifted his glass and yelled, New London !-never! Stonington-for- ever p'
 The last thing on training day was the fring-fring by sections, platoons and com- panies. A rivalry existed between the com- panies as to which should deliver their fire with the most perfect unity. This finished, the warriors were dismissed, the noises grad ually subsided and the little town of white houses and ten thousand people only soon after fell asleep, tired and worn out with it's day of pleasure and fin peace prepare fo war"
 Our militia system was burdensome and gradually grew into disrepute until compa- uies in burlesque came in order. On Satur- day, June 1, 1883, a company of "Invinci- bles," as they were calledf paradsd the streets of our city attired in all sorts of out landish garments. To see them was to be reminded of the old lines:
 Harkl hark ! hear the dogs bark
 The beggars are coming to town;
 Some in rags, some in tags,
 Apda in
 The corps assembled in front of the old museum at the head of Court street, where Home Place has since been opened. The steed of the commanding officer, General Timothy Tremendous" was little more than collection of old bones. The general did not mount his "ossifcation," but descended on to his back by ladder from the second story window of the museum. Then they took up their line of march through the streets, about sixty strong. Their standard was blue rampant on an ample field of coarse cotton, veteran in reversed order on his back, holding on by his tail, surmounted by the motto, ''The bull-works of our country" The music was by the best calithumpian masters This grotesque and unique procession brought up at the south portico of the State House, where the general delivered bis speech. The heroic man, General Timothy Tremendous, Is still living with us somewhere in the lower part of Wooster street. in 8 sort of "otium cum dignitate" becoming 8 warrior descended from former generation, and who has yet l to fight his last battle. His speech is still before us in print as it dropped from our youthful pen and then his lips; but as in the ! lapse of more than fifty years it has lost it's old time flavor, we do not reproduce it here, | although we have it as printed in the daily COURIER of the next day and saved in our ] private scrap book among the relics of our youth.