St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-06-21
st. Paul, June 20, 1885.

st. Paul, June 90, 1885.
C. s. Cummings, L. W. Rundlett,
John Dowlan, J. W. Roche.
X. L. O'Connor, George Refs.
Charles Fl. Petsch, John Clark,
y. u Cullen, John 7. Black,
Il. A. Smith, Talbot Jones, NJ. D.,
L. A. Prendergast, Theodore e. Parker,
William Barrett, MI O'Connor.
George L. Becker, c. e. Otis,
John +. Hoyt, Joseph Robert,
NJ. Koch, W.D. Cornish.
H. j. Peters, "A, Van Slyke.
John harrington, Edmund Rice,
r. L. German
A GOLD-HEADED CANE.
Mayor Rice then presented Mr.. Murray
with an elegant gOld-headed cane. In re-
ply Mr.. Murray caused a good deal of mer-
riment by saying that when he saw the cane
coming he thought the mayor must have
taken him for an applicant for position on
the police force. The cane was donated by
MI. Murray's youngest son, Fenton.
A BRIEF ADDRESS.
AT this point Gen. Johnson handed the
following to Mr.. Prendergast, the city
clerk, and asked him to read it, which he
did:
leap rom 1925 to 1885 passes over the
proudest period in the world history, proud
grandest achievements have been made in
the arts and sciences, SURPRISING the progress
OF all the centuries since the foundation of
the world You were born the year following
the application of steam, as motive power
to propel boats up and down our beautiful
river. and before the ocean steamers ever
disturbed with their paddle wheels the waters
OF the Atlantic and the Pacific.
You were years old when the whistle of
| the locomotive was first heard on Boston
common. 1t was not until after your entrance
into this breathing world that lucifer matches
were discovered. When you were a babe and
your mother wished to see at the dead hours
of night if her dear boy was still alive, your
worthy father had to strike g. light with a.
flint and steel. Then the telegraph, telephone
and electric light were in the womb of the
future. Three wars have been carried on
within your memory, by which great Access
s1onS have been made to the national domain
and the curse of slavery removed
Now on the wings Of lightning you can con-
verse with friends in the most remote parts
of our country.
WHEN YOU WERE A BOY
you had to subsist upon the productions of
the earth in your Immediate neighborhood,
now you are not satisfied unless your table
groans under the weight of the products of
the world. Then the frying-pan was neces-
sary part of the kitchen furniture, now it has
been banished and the broiling-
iron has taken its place, thus doing
away with the chief source whence
come dyspepsia and half the ills to which
flesh is heir. No dyspepsia nor other ills from
bad cooking accounts for your happy, genial
disposition, which attaches you to all who
come within your influence.
My friend you have reached three score
years and from appearances you are Just in
the prime OF life. Your gait is brisk your
form erect though your eyes are somewhat
Dxyf f3irrI,t of
Mr.. Boeringer this defect can be remedied, I
beg of you to accept the accompanying spec
tacles, they will make your eyes as good as
new and enable you to see in the future, as
well as you have seen in the past, and may
you see your way clear to q happier and bet
ter world where the old grow young again,
and may we meet there to enjoy through end
less ages the friendship which began more
than thirty years ago, and which has known
no change neither shadow of turning. Truly
! your friend, r. w. JOHNSON.
A LITTLE POEM.
Capt. Starkey said his muse had struck
him and the result was the following, dedi-
Gated to the Hon. William P. Murray on
the anniversary Of his sixtieth birthday:
All hail! old friend, on this joyous night;
What scene so grand! so pure! so bright!
As friendships tribute to thy manly life,
Midst duties cares, and worldly strife.
Full three-score years of changing powers,
Thy pathway strewn with golden flowers,
Daily refreshed with heavenly dew,
Inspiring thee on to pastures new.
Who among fhe throng that asked thy aid,
But thy kindly hand, ever ready, gave?
Tohghten sorrow, assuage their pain,
While softly whispering, 'come again.
Good deeds like these are ever blest,
Lasting long after thy Anal rest;
While the recording angel pens on high
Thy name i'll the book beyond the sky.
Wife, children, friends, this garland present
Void of all cant or empty compliment.
But festooned with sincerity, green mem'ry' S
ally
To encircle thy brow in the sweet bye and
bye.
OTHER PRESENTS.
Aid. johnson sent handsome silver
goblet and salyer, with pleasant note full
of kind wishes.
Mr.. T. A. REM sent, with kind note, a
valuable gold pen.
Mr.. Charles Symonds sent him hand
some engraving.
William Lindeke sent large and elegant
basket of flowers.
Dr.. Hobart, am old time Methodist min