The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1900-09-19
FROM THE FIRST WARD.

mill will soon be under roof again
The weeds of the vacant lot belong
ing to the Water Power Company, on
South Main street, below the Mann
Paper Co. 5 plant, are about ready for
harvesting and the crop is very abun-
dant. Enough seed can be harvested
from this crop to supply the town.
The fire department had long run
last week when the alarm was struck.
1t is no snap to handle these heavy
machines here in town when fire oc-
ours, but when they undertake four
mile run it is really more than bar
gain, although assisted with team.
The run is far too great to accomplish
much at the end of the run, as the
men are completely tired ont.
The gang of loafers that has been
hanging around the corner of Swan
and Main streets all summer is begin
ming to look pretty seedy, as they
commence staring into the vacancy of
the coming hard winter. If there is no
law that can touch this gang, there
should be one enacted and have them
removed from the street, as it has been
fairly demonstrated they will not work
and they are a nuisance to the com
munity. The police seem to ignore
them altogether, and they run things
to suit themselves
A little assembly of Democrats can
be seen nightly gathered together and
| talking over the political situation,
and your correspondent can occasion
ally get drift Of their conversation,
which seems to be all running to Bryan.
| They cannot see how these bets are SO
favorable to Mckinley when they know
he will not be elected, and if they only
had the money what n chance they
would have to make small fortune by
putting it upon Bryan. Now these
men look like fair and intelligent men,
| but they don't seem to catch on 10 the
political drift and place too much con
| fidence in the yellow Journal. The
sooner these men drop the Journal and
take good reliable paper. the better
posted they may become upon the real
facts of the campaign Bryan is no
thing more nor less than calamity
bowler. He cannot get upon the plat
form and say Pm Democrat, as ID.
Il. Hill did. He is simply putting mp
"a big bluff to deceive the people, He
has hit upon imperialism for the para
mount issue.
Music has subtle power to stir the
soul Some music has got this sort of
power. Music that is human, appeals
| to the human heart. Unnatural musical
vibrations are not classed with music
that is human. Some very high toned
classical music has sort of human
Jingle to il and only the heightened
classical inhuman jingle-headed PEG
Pile dare pretend to gather inspiration
from its wall Of discordant triple-ton
gued howl. The music that IL human
is able to tell story of love or heart
ache; II has the power To smile or sigh
to weep or laugh aloud; to make the
heart dance with JOY, or throb with the
memory of wrong or disappointment.
That sweet toned negro melody com
posed by Foster, way Down Upon
de Swanee Ribber;" tells the whole
story of human slavery in three short
verses. 1t tells all the SORROWS and
heartaches Of the slave, of which Mrs.
Harriet Beecher Stowe wrote in Uncle
Toms Cabin, but it does it far better
In the song we see only the good
"nigger,' his heartaehes and his
wrongs, his love, his memory of q
happy childhood, and no odds how old
he may he, this songs bring him before
us IA poor, lonely, homesick colored boy
signing for his mother and the old cabin
home. | remember one time when
was peeling logs in the lumber district,
near Mount Range, and was set to
work in little laurel thicket all by
myself. BY aud by musical inspira
|
in the thicket, thought wonld burst
out and MARBLE little song for my
| own edification, to my weary soul
| The most popular song at that time
was called "My Pretty Quadroon,
and had learned the first verse and
the chorus 1t was peculiar tune,
and the words seemed 10 be sawed oil
too short to fit the bars, and some Of
the words had to be pulled out and
syllables elongated, like pulling warm
taffy, and the voice made to vibrate
and nndulate and teeter up and down
| the scale until the line was pulled out
long enough to reach the opposite bar
post and allow the singer to get on top
of the next panel of fence and skip of
like red squirrel with two dogs and
red headed boy in pursuit. Well, !
had reached the difficult spot in the
deep brown voice to suit the occasion,
and must have made Il failure Of it, 80
far as the music was concerned, for !
hadn't reached the opposite bar post
before three or four other woodsmen
came rushing into the thicket and call
ing out at the top of their voices at
every jump What's the matter?
What the matter? In heaven name
what's the natter" Nothing, says
l, 81 was only singing" Good
heavens!" says one, eve thought a
log had rolled on you and was crushing
your life ont. "
| A Book on Poultry
Containing ll6 pages, a beautiful litho-