The Durham daily globe. (Durham, N.C.) 1889-1894, 1892-09-06
AS VANN SEES II
About the Visit Of the Dads to The
County Home.
Colonel riiIsy Makes a Speech Which
Draws the Tears.
A BIT OF HISTORY WHICH is RIGHT
The uou.c where George Washington
and Benz min Franklin Pursued
the Young Idea.

and Benz min Franklin Pursued
the Young Idea.
The county dads. NIessrs. Stokes, Til
ley, Perry, Massey and Holloway, made
their quarterly tour of inspection to The
Door and work bnuse To day. Colonel
Bucket, alias McBrown, alias Alfred
Harris, alias, etc rugged out in spike
tailed coat aud Cleveland beaver Of the
year 1873, with Chesterfeldian grace
welcomed the distinguished visitors to
their ancestral domain.
We will inst here state, for the lntHr
nation Of the antiquarian orth historian
Of the future, that this institutiOn-the
poor and work hOuse-was established in
the year Of grace 1903, on a plot Of land
kindly and tbOughtfully donated by lsa
bella, queen Of Spain, at the time that
George III was king, and swaying the
sceptre Of the colonial empire.
The old school house, in which George
Washington, Ben Franklin and Horace
Greeley had the first principles Of educa-
lIOu SJDlIhCt luiO IiOln, 10 sun StdIIhlbS
here though, we regret to say, it has
been neglected, and is now in a piteOusly
diIapidated condition. The storms of the
mcandering ages have pitlesslY Whacked
down, in their blind fury, upon this an
Gent tabernacle Of medieval art the
glOries Of past events still hover round
its hoary ruins, and the passing breeZes
murmer an eternal requiem DER the play
ground where the father of his country
played ~"keeps" with the vulgar boys of
the neighborhood. We learn these facts
from Major Caleb Green, the custodian
of the archives of that period, and may
be relied upon as strictly correct.
Pardon this depression, gentle reader.
We will now pick up the thread Of our
report and jog merrily along to the end.
After transacting the business for which
they came, our daddies formed a process
sion Colonel Bucket, with a guano
trumpet in hand, headed the squad, and
with uncovered heads and dOlorOus tread,
wendell their way to that ancient ~institu-
tion of l~earning-the old school house.
AS the procession slowly took up its lire
of march, Colonel Bucket, with the in
born skill Of an Ole Bull or juvenile Mo-
Fart, harpedt that good old anthem, selected
from BecthOven's Twelfth Mass, "IIark
from the tOmbs the dOleful sound" On
reaching the house they, in single file
and with r%eyerential tread, marched in
and took seats on We rustic benches of
the long ago; then silently meditated
with the invisible spirits of c%hildhOod's
enhancing, happy hours. After \ digni-
fed silence of ten minutes, Father Tilley
was requested, by the chairman Of the
sorrowful convocation, to give the au-
dience a niece Of OratOry suitable to the
occasion, but he at first begged to be ex-
cused, pleading his inability to do Justice
TO the memories clustering round the
sacred spot! Upon further pressure, he
acknowledged that it was "A pleasant duty,
incumbent on every patriot, to eulOgize
the common fathers Of our glorious re
public, and then gracefully mounted the
rostrum.
After a brief, but lucid review of the
childhood of Washington, and the troub-
lOus times incident to the revolution, he
swOoped down upon our days of mar
chy; and the way he lambasted the Nc
kinley tariff law the pension fraud, the
force bill, aud the cheerful topics, would
have melted the heart of any sinner On
this wicked f~oOtstool-the whole au-
dience boo looed right out, and the tears
ran in briny rills across the floor.
trickled through the cracks and mingled
with the dust hallowed by the touch of
the feet of Washington, Franklin and
Greeley! We had only one handkerchief,
a sorry affair, ii is true-made of guano
s~acking-hut the best we could afford
that was ruined in that Aid torrent of
tears. Will not some sympathetic friend
donate us another in this, our time Of
distress: The grand jury will visit us
along about the tenth of next month
the same scene will be re-enacted again,
and we have not the wherewithal TO dry
our eApectaht IachrYmOSe cheeks
friends, come to the rescue The dads,
after enjoying the feast of reason, re-
paired TO our S~chebang, and there par.
took of a bounteous spread of 'possum
and yams-the latter a Donation from
Colonel Fairbrother's Yam Farm After
all, we believe our dads are a clever set
of fellows, and will be glad To meet them
again. l. ID. NANN.
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