The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1890-05-16

a saw, venerable with gears, well set, and
sharpened to a feather edge. You see it
runs about this way-anybody can throw
stones. No matter how worthless, how
Godforsaken and good for nothing, they
can at least throw stones. It's a game
that not only two can play at, but about
all the twos tina ever had an existence. 1t
doesn't require much of a character either,
not much erudition, not much grace, but
a big stock of devlltry. That is about all
that is necessary to set up the business.
There is a glass house dweller in Bridge
ton who just now knows more about the
stoue-throwiug business than he did a
few weeks ago. He never was hand
some, not even in the sense that "hand-
some is that handsome does" but he
knows more now than he did up to that
date even if lie he a blamed sight uglier.
This stone-tbrower is possessed of some
humor, grim humor though it be, and so
delights 10 stand at tie door of his crystal
palace and heave tones now and then at
the casual passer by. No matter who the
passer- by, so he hits and makes a squirm,
it's lots Of fun. 10 this.little diversion he
didn't respect sex, age or previous condi-
ton of servitude. All that he wants TO
know is that somebody is hit and that it
hurts, that somebody is compelled to
vince, then the end of his creation is an
swered and he is happy. But he isn't so
happy now. Some fellow threw back last
week and crash went the stone through
his glass roof, bringing the whole thing
down and lodging it on his ears. The
throw revealed a pretty state OF affairs in
the--nOt exactly harem, not house OF as
signstion, not quite either. and yet some
thing alarmingly near it. A man who had
set himself up as Presiding Elder doing
such very naughty things as the news
papers revealed the other day was really
too much (for those who didn't know HIM
to believe. Some have believed this man
to have had nothing but gall and venom
in his nature, but such persons haven't
read the papers, not last weeks Bridgeton
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brimful of love-te the ladies, enticing
them to his den, making love to them, and
asking to beau them home. Was there
ever so brittle a glass house before?
Europeans and others, tourists through
this country, say there is nothing old in
America. No old cathedrals, no ancient
piles of stone or brick, 30 bridges that
span great rivers and centuries of time in
short nothing that deserves the name of
old. This would not be so bad, in fact it
would seem altogether the thing to expect
in a new country like ours, if it were not
for that other unexplainable and unreason-
able desire We have 10 tear down and up
root anything and everything in the least
approaching the antique and supplement-
ing it with something ''up to the times"
This is the American idea of progress, and
the haste in which even the best structures
are now put up and the c~heapness Of their
construction is warrant enough that we
will have no very old buildings in the fu-
ture.
Now to our mind there is nothing so
%restful, SO ~hallowed, ard so rare too, in
this country as the m~oss-covered, mil
dewed walls of an old church. So old as
to be practically deserted and left to the
moles and bats, like that at ~Oliphant's
Mill, the old stone church at Fairfield, the
West Side Presbyterian brick at Bridge
ton, the First Presbyterian at Daretown,
and others. These buildings are almost
all overtopped by great towering trees,
W hose waving branches in the souehing,
r~ustling wind seem to tell III their weird,
strange way of the now restful dead who
at one time thronged the sacred portals of
the church over which they stand guard
and made its now silent halls vocal with
praise.
The Baptists at Roadstown celebrated
the 2OOth anniversary of their church or
ganizatiOh at that place Yesterday CThurs-
day., and the other day III company with
a filend We drove over to the grounds,
The old brick is not SO old after all, being
erected so late as 1904, still it is sufficiently
SO to be a part and parcel Of the grand,
stately style of architecture unhappily so
rare nowadays. Very comedy and lovely
the edifice stands with the matronly,
homelike look that SO greatly charms the
beholder. However, We suppose this
church organization, like others here and
there all over the land, Of this creed and
that, will in time come TO think it too
small, or too much out of date, or too
something, aud VaLdal hands will pull
down, brick after brick, the walls their
fathers erected and put something in its
stead that Ito use the old stereotyped
phrase Wv i'll be more in keeping with the
demands of the age" Farewell then the
beautiful frieze and Corinthian pillars,
'the long drawn aisle and fretted vault"
the thousand and Ole historic recollections
OF the time ard place aud the old associa-
tions which can never be returned.
Out of the church and over into the
graveyard we next went and were shown
the spot contai ning the first interInent
made in the yard. The inscription Oh the
stone reads
I.ETISIlAH CLEANER.
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