The daily morning journal and courier., 1896-01-14

minating point they turn a short cor her; in a twinSling the two leaders on Crotons ropes disappear, then follow the two next; two by two they vanish from sight, until the "Kneepmen" alone are left.
 In vain they peer through the dark ness to see what has become of their comrades. They are not long in quan- dary, however, Forced along by the impetus of the machine, they soon find themselves floundering amongst pro- miscuous pyramids of dirt and brother Crotons. Conspicuous above the din of angry voices as they slowly unmix and gather themselves up, might be heard the name of the street commissioner as- sociated with many doubtful express sions of love and respect. The disaster of the dirt heaps, however, was not the only cause for dissatisfaction. Their competitors in the race, having witness ed the catastrophe, were not slow to improve their opportunity, and as they go whizzing by send up derisive shouts, but Crotons discontinue was complete, as the passing bell of the winner an- nounced the we'll known jingle of their own hose cart.
 Like all other human institutions, Croton was more or less addicted to hero worship, and during her hot coffee moods was prone to call our her favor- ties.
 Picture No may well represent Cro- tonian Hero Worship.
 Amongst others who were frequently ooI1aJ ,,nnp to raoaiua tha a1 pp c of Croton was that hero of many hard fought fire, the long man with the long rubber coat, and still longer hose pipe, a unique specimen of the genuh homo Iwho responded to the name of Bill Park inson. Another popular speaker was wont to harangue the boys as follows:
 Fellow Sufferers-It is my opinion that we are imposed upon. Just look at it; here We are organized with crowd of one hundred men, doing our duty faith fully in season and out of season, con- | fining ourselves to a milk and water diet, drinking nothing but small beer, and all for the benefit of the public. Clear, hear) And yet we are expected to do just as much work with this mis- erable little Boston tub as other com
  chimes Now, boys, I say for one, let's have our rights. (Cheers) Let's bounce the old tub. (Renewed cheers) My voice is for war or a piano machine. | (Tumultuous cheering, during which the speaker, Brother Loomis of melodi- ous memory, is elevated on the shoul- ders of his comrades.
 | It is somewhat remarkable that to the end of his life Brother Loomis mafn- tained a vigorous campaign in behalf | of piano machines. His sons, one of whom we have with us tonight, are nobly vindicating their fathers reputa- ton in this line of warfare.
 Picture No 5 represents Croton on Parade
 The great parade of the New Haven volunteer fire department of which no adequate description can be given at this time, took place July p, 1853. Gro ton boys No. 1 were a unit in their de termination to make a reputation in keeping with said number. Long be- fore sunrise red jackets turned up with blue might have been seen flashing around every corner, but when with a company of one hundred men, headed by Shelton's brass band of New York ray lor uniformed firemen, it was then seen that Croton's efforts to excel had city, Croton fell into line on the right of that long extended and brilliant ar not been in vain. Chief Engineer Allen complimented the company fo it's ''su- perior numbers, manly appearance and excellent discipline.
 The subject of fireman's burial lol was agitated by the New Haven fire de partment, with aspirations many and various. Croton was quick to respond with the tender of a concert by the company glee club; the proposition was accepted and the concert was given ir Brewsters hall November 9, 1853 We are thus enabled to present View No. l-Croton as Aspirants for Musical Fame.
 1 The audience consisted almost entire ly of firemen in uniform, with their la dies in gay attire; they presented a unique and beautiful appearance Amongst other selections an origina song was sung by ten members of the club. each member representing one oi the ten companies located in the city and each wearing a uniform borrowed from the company represented We re- call but two or three verses of this song they were of the machine order. Thf first, which ran as follows, was sung by Goodrich, tenor primo of the club: Although our motto different is
 From those with whom we run, True firemen's hearts you'll ever, find Tn Croton Number One"
 Another musical genius whose pathet ic story of the fiddle has so often ap pealed to the sympathies of brother Gro tons convulsed the house with the fol | lowing:
 "'By actions judge our motto is, And now we'll strive the more
 To show that few machines can work
 With Franklin Number Four"
 The crowning success of the evening was the great effort of "Cinderwig, alias Lovejoy, the basso profundo. Ht broke forth as follows:
 "We never yield-we're ever firm, Our name was truly given;
 Where needed most you'll always fint Washington Number seven"
 Cinderwig was most pains'taking ar tist, it might be truly said of him tha he had music in his sole more particu lary the one belonging to ,the boot 0 his right foot The climax of his SC lection was reached when his voice re linforced by the aforementioned sole |