The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1900-05-02
FROM THE FIRST WARD.

to those who We're really in i'll mean
the mud
Thomas j. Barron, resident of Cot
tage Hill, died on Monday evening of
last week. Mr.. Barron worked for the
past 30 years in the Penna. II. II. shops
in this city, but had been ailing for the
past few years and had suffered con-
siderably with some complicated dis
ease. Mr.. Barron represented the
First Ward in Council few years age,
and was we'll known by all residents,
both old and young. He was 90 years
of age and served in the navy through
the war of the rebellion. He leaves n
widow, but no children. The funeral
was on Thursday afternoon, from his
late residence. Interment in Mount
Hope Cemetery.
The necessity for day policeman
becomes more apparent every day,an
he may find plenty of work with the
roughs and toughs, rs this gang is on
the increase i'll our town and can be
easily located. Now and then one is
caught aud taken to the lookup in the
evening, bnt the gang is never molested
through the daytime and they hold full
sway upon the street from early morn
ing until seven p. NJ. Then they can
be seen lodging around the corners
when policeman is in sight. We have
seen so much of these Founders that
they actually make us tired and often
we have to dodge the gang when going
mp the street upon business, rs we are
most certain of getting tagged" by
one selected for the purpose.
Did you ever notice that people gen
orally have good opinion of their
own virtues; but good lands of living
lunatics, they know only too well that
the conditions growing out of modern
civilization are as fatal to absolute
honesty ms bedbug poison would be to
II wicked flea. They need only to look
back into last week and see the dozens
of little half-truths, and nll-grown
humbugs, and shrewd evasions, and
silky deceptions, and mild trickery,
and false bottomed promises, and little
Disguised shams, and Qualifications,
and eajoleries, and disguised illusions,
and plain white whoppers, absolutely
necessary to grease the troubled rond
of modern existence leading ON to for
| tune and an exalted position in refined
society.
Mr. Andrew Carnegie has observed
that poverty is blessed heritage"
| have also observed poverty in all its
various moods and interesting forms;
have taken il into my bosom and
stomach; have sat upon il, slept upon
it, dreamed on it and of it until know
its every wrinkle and crease and rag
and pang and ache and misery and it
is "blessed heritage" | inherited
this blessed heritage from away back.
My grandpa on my fathers side WAS
graciously blest with beautiful and pic
turesque poverty. 1t lay around him
on all sides in such eXtrayagant luxury
that the old man was considered n
financial phenomenon Of economy and
extraordinary make-shift. He could
make n pair of home made tow trousers
last whole year as Sunday school and
party pants, and then with unique
architectural and artistic mending and
repairing and etching in various places,
they could be worn Mt every day labor
for several years after the last remnant
of the original cloth had gone glimmer-
ing down the clothes line Of time to the
shoddy mills located in the city. Grand
pas blessed inheritance was handed
down to my papa i'll the course OF
natural events, the same MS handing
down broken looking glass frame
from the third story of n house on fire,
and papa gave me an elegant sufllciency
at very early day. | found in the
very beginning that poverty is n good
thing on which to sharpen the appetite
and give the feet lots of fresh air and
specific contact with mother earth.
| have seen the day in early boyhood
when the usual smell Of fried ham,
floating on the ftfnl Fall atmosphere,
would put such wire edge on my mp
petite that ! was obliged to chew Il
handful Of wintergreen or sweet birch
bark to strengthen the lining of my
stomach and prevent the gastric juices
from growing out and consuming the
tallow web around my kidneys. |
WAS taught at very early age by the
twenty dollar -a-month school teacher
that if ! was good and faithful SER
want at So month, with my board
and washing and mending thrown in,
and accepted conditions without n
murmur, there would be coupon ON
each monthly check that would draw
interest right along and give me first
mortgage on desirable nook in the
sweet by and by. To be sure, some
people wonld rather realize on their
investment right here and now, so
that they can make a grand exhibition
OF their reward and prove TO the world
that they are prosperous and doing
well in their business. However, like
all other fire and life insurance com.
panies, wo must pass through death OF
fire before we realize on our invest
ment. Perhaps both.
In every human intellect there IL a
longing for something new, n desire
for change, crying after novelty,
variety, innovation. The mind wants
change OF food, the same as the
stomach. The two are nearly related.
In early spring time the stomach longs
for dandelion greens and horse radisl
and sassafrass tea, while the hear
turns to love stories and seed catalogues
and to experimenting with patent in
cubator and burning rubbish in thu
oardau Then M the weather chauoag