The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1892-03-23
WAKING HApPYDAYS PAGAN
WAS 4 coon NAN, AND THERE ARE
NJ ONLY 4 FEW LEFT.
,.. widow Tolls the Friends How He
D,ed, mud the Friends Condoio win Her
"a rxcbsnrc Reminiscepces.


0,ed. md the Friends Condoio with Her
add r,changc Reminiscences.
yor ,ba, Happy Days" Pagan is dead, the
-,',,,ors arc closed in the littlo brick house at
a"y Tl,zabeth street. On the door hangs a
, .S niece OF white Grape. Within. in the par
~. los the body Of Pagan. Ornaments and
w.. H,,,,,res have been taken out OF the room The
.n.,rs and sofas ranged along the walls arc
s".oreJ with black cloth. Fngans coffin rests
..,ho nrpcr end OF the room. with seven burn
,rc candles at tho head On the lid OF tho cof-
A. ara two large tiger lilies buried In a mass
Of ferns.
ro,an . wake began at q o'clock last night.
:, will last until tho burial. at o'clock to-
.,orroyy afternoon. No sports OF any degree
90 admitted, Fourth ward landmarks Of I'M
onestoned dignity and standing were I'D
a,t,ed first. Then female friends OF Mrs
Pagan entered. and last tho speaking ac-
ouain.ances Of Happy Days. barring tho
snorts. Tho walkers ranged themselves along
On, walls in tho crapc- covered chairs. New
oondlos we're put in the candlcstcks. and Mrs.
pocan took q seat Mt tho head OF the coffin.
ayharcd Mrs. ShauGhnessy smoke first.
"rranciscus was good man. Mrs. Pagan. q
good man"
II know It. know it, said Mrs Pagan.
"and alone can tell his history"
DO tell. now: sure we want to hear"
"Well" began Mrs. Pagan. Happy Days
~asa namc do plume for Frank. He got it by
wishing every ono no met happy day.
won't treat with tho sporting part OF his life
except to tell you OF his trouble Mt Mr.. Sandy
snencers He took life. but no was justified
by circumstances. The man who owned the
nis unset n bottle OF ketchup. and when Frank
said stop hckent right on. The result was
he died. / mean the owner OF tho life That
TITS myself that remembers" spoke up old
Thomas O'ponnell. that the Coroner said
twas nip and tuck.
right to save the tuck and lose tho nr.'
"Poor man. chornscd the assembled audi
ence; he was a good man"
oshea. Ibid ii go hard with him. or did he
skip away. easy II e"
Twas three days coming. said Mrs: Fa:
8 last night he gave the death rattle. Mrs;
Parker. Mrs. Frost. and lit the candles apd
got down beside HIM The candles ndl, sputtered
denly one ne Of tho candies went out Frank
raised himself pointed up toward the ceiling.
and fell back corpse.
ers leaned forward. drinking in every. word.
When she raised hcrs"!f up. us he had done.
her audience rose with her. As she pointed to
And when she sank back. exhausted. q deep
sigh Of relief was heard. Then John Herlihy
This life is limited. Mrs. Pagan" no said.
We all must CO. The auctiOneer with his
BANNER calls us un neafter another and says.
Going: going, gone. ponr Happy Is gone. but
; sol going going Life is sell and we are all
murmur Of approval greeted these re;
the boyhood OF Pagan. He told OF his school
days and Of his marriage TO pretty Kate Pagan.
s his
yard at the foot Of scammell street. and told
them how Dry Dollar Sullivan's ancestors
sullivan. who was warm friend Of Fagan's.
are only u few Of US left
said that lie left a family OF two. a wife and An
elght-year-old boy. Conrad Pagan. It was
Mrs. Fagan's express wish. she said. that her
son Re Kept at all times Tree from men OF sport
Mrs; Mullaney followed Mrs. Frost. She
tMTsSs aS faSan's ancestors on the female side.
mothers as connections Of Happy Days" en-
men present, Women clasped hands AS reia-
were kin: During Mrs NInIlaney's ad dress t the
lighted their pipes. The shutters were orenod
within the past few years. Even policemen
we're mentioned. Ono Sixth warder recalled
the days, when Capt. Stevenson was pa troll
man. and when Sergeant Pless used to drive
shs residents Of Hester street before him like
the words. and now poor Happy Days is
gone 1t will be more changed than ever"
flghts OF twenty years ago. were told Of in a
heavy voice. The story OF the tearing down OF
ne the tlks street chimneys to furnish ammuni-
tloR to fight the policemen met with a suo-
pressed chuckle. The deeds OF the convict
t nuten Harmon were exploited: how he crossed
the street hand over hand on a Telegram h wire
ana ana eluded arrest. and how he stole a minis
tet clothing and escaped from hotel.
ABOUT q clock bees was brought in. The
walkers drank and smoked and talked, occa.
s!onaly glancng furtively through the half
opened opened door into the pnrlor. Before beer was
grouped around the coffin. Mrs. Pagan stood
n me centre alone. She bent over the coffin.
!!1nHEed long at her husband. and murniured
farewell" Like an echo the women whis-
Eheted FAREWELL Then they joined the men
gone days