The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1890-06-02
OUT in THE sun.
How Everybody Enjoyed the Balmy
Breaths of Sunday.
l,he nrst day of summer!

The first day Of summer!
Oh, what a delightful day 1t was. A
cloudless sky, green grass and leaves
and bright sweet flowers; a welcome
breeze which tempered the warm greet
ing of a dazzling sun upon land and sea
md induced an exodus of thousands from
the dry and dusty city to ripping waters
and shady meadows. Many sought the
seaside and others the mountain, and yet
others, by far the greater majority, de-
serted the hot brick walls in the city n
filed to overaowing the horse
cars which took them to the
Union Hill and the west side of West
Hoboken and old Hudson City were the
romping grounds for hundreds of children
Who drank in a new life with the advent
of summer many of them never having
even seen before q cluster OF trees. IN
this county, Greenytlle was the Mecca 70
which the greater number turned. All
day and until late in the evening tne
horse cars were SO crowded that humid
reds of people were passed by for want Oh
standing room.
Dick Ulrich's one hundred row boats
were all engaged long before many, peo-
pie had left their beds, and all day long
they formed part of the enormous f1eet
of small craft that dotted the gently
ruffied waters of the Newark Bay. Their
occupants were engaged in fishing. GRAD
bing, or indolently reclining on the seats
beneath awnings or umbrellas, Watching
lazily the man0uvres of The san Doats
and yachts that darted hither and th1ther
among the smaller craft. Along the
banks of the bay every shade tree
sheltered a party, and Salter's. WOOD
was alive with men, women and children
whose musical laughter denoted how de-
lici0us to them was the life giving ozone
inhaled in unrestricted quantities. Inn
promptu swings were erected, small
bonfires built TO boil coffee, lemonade and
cakes partaken of in abundance and chill
dren's games of all descriptions enjoyed.
Oh, what a glorious romp the youngsters
had.
BEHIND HoRsEs.
There was another class of people who
also appreciated the beautiful day-those
who could procure horses to drive. The
old and more experienced horsemen knew
too well the condition of Arlington and
Garfield venue for driving purposes, and
these are the only streets in the city any
one ever dreams of driving on for pleas
ure; so they Steered clear of them and
went for u spin over the Brooklyn boule-
ward or up Seventh avenue, New York.
This too from the city all the best
horses and consequence the scene on
Arlington avenue was not as animated
as a week ago. Among those who did
drive there were Inspector Thomas
Leake and Mrs. Leake. who logged along
in q comfortable phaeton; A. A. Newman
n Mrs. Newman Counsellor Henry
Puster, who had his family with him in a
surry. Sewer Inspector James Pallister,
in a new driving coat, had his surry
filled with children and peanuts, and
William Dohrmann drove throught New
York Bay Cemetery to show a friend
how orderly the tenants of that resting
.1ooa Toi1ar Pir1coIl vpoc ont po
with Mrs. Birdsall in q neat buggy. He
drove in leisurely style, enjoying the sun
and the breeze.
While / stood in front of the office at
the cemetery vainly e~ndeavoring to peer
through the binding dust from the red
clay road, it occurred to me that the
management of the cemetery could spend
an hour very proitably by s%prinkling the
avenue in the front of the Office. /
glanced inside and the dust there was
frightful. 1t looked SO awfully dry and
dusty that / became thirsty. Near by !
espied a pump around which were
gathered a score of people drink
ing of its water. | noticed that
it was half way down the hill
and that the surface water must trickle
through the graves of hundreds Of the
dead before it reached the pump. This
did not seem an extra inducement to
drink, but when / saw how ali enjoyed it
concluded the flavor must be good and
from a leaky tin cup I took a good drink.
am sorry now. When the water had
irrevocably disappeared down my throat
began to regret 1t. ! could not help
self a ghoul or vampire of the good old
days Of yore when graveyards
were made for their special de-
lectation. At night l dreamed Of
It. | thought my bowels had been trans
formed into one immense receptacle for
the daQ6 and fhaf hundradd of tho tiua- |
tiest skeletons were indulging in O most
artistic can-can. / thought these skele-
ions were Familiarity known as smallpox.
scarlet fever, typhus fever, dyDhtheria,
yellow jack. and that when they visited
me they came direct from that old pump.
do not drink water that has been filtered
by fostering corpses in d burial ground. |
When / returned from the pump it was
Just in time to see Philip Martins smil-
ing face fit by. He had Mrs. Martin
with him. Then come Counsellor Thomas
Noonan and Assistant prosecutor Joseph
M. Noonan. Tom was the driver. He
had his s0rrel trOtter. Joe did not have a
trotter, but he had a whole heart of gal
Looping rheumatism, and Tom knew it;
for that reason there was not a stone in
the road that the wheels did not past
over, and each stone received q fervent
blessing from Joe. Pat Sheeran being out
OF politics for a couple of hours occupied
the time by driving his wife and daugh- |
ter to Bergen Point, and ex-Assembly-
man Fred. Payne did the same.
He drove an elegant pair of sor-
rels with banged tails. William
Laughlin handled the reins over his 1
black as deftly as he would ribbons over
his counter as he sped on, and Police
Surgeon Nevins trotted at q gait that in
licated a desire on his part to make al
subject of the friend with him. I
Had the road been fit for any one to be
on it would have been crowded. 4