The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1902-04-02
FROM THE FIRST WARD.

The President has hard time to
find suitable place for Commissioner
Evans, and according to the reports
i published, he is to have consular
appointment as soon as the President
can lind vacancy to fit his especial
case. The G. A. Il have spoken their
little piece concerning II, Clay Evans,
and no doubt the President has been
wise enough to see and know what
that means. There was 800, 900 in
crease of claims rejected last year by
Commissioner Evans. The G.. A. Il.
people think that the most of these
claims should have been granted. A
further grievance is that Evans in
many instances refused to allow the
rating Recommended by the Medical
Boards. This is a sore point with the
Grand Army mon, inasmuch as there
are 1900 pension boards throughout
the country. composed of men who
know the applicants and the circum-
stances surrounding them, and who
ar believed to be honest in their rec
concentrations.
John Mcnamara died very sud
denly on the cath inst, in Philadel-
phia, where he had been employed
for the past six months. The de-
ceased was a resident of the First
Ward, and musician of note. He
formerly worked in the Lambertyille
Rubber Works making shoes. He
was 81 years of age. The suddenness
of his death was from heart failure.
The funeral took place from his sis
ter's residence, Mrs. John L. Casey,
on South Main street, Thursday, the
27th ult.
There is some talk of public action
to start spring boom in our city, but
we shall take no part in it. Our ex-
perience with town booms is that the
price of drinks keeps pace with the
rise in real estate and crash is inev-
table. We want steady, solid
growth, with no wabbling ut the bar.
There is "All Fools Day." and
fools for all day the fools for one day,
and the fools for every day the hap
Ply fool, the cheerful fool, the blunder-
ing fool, the political fool, and the
fool who fools other fools just for the
foolishness of fooling the fools who
are easily fooled.
The other day colored man about
80 years of age, drove up to the depot
with load of oats, and had Just be-
gun unloading when an old gray
headed negro, with bad limp, came
down Bridge street and saluted him
''Say, 20 possum dere?" "Helloi I'm
Gle Joel" saluted the other. "Now
den, what sorter men be yo?" demand
cd the old man, as he reached the side
of the wagon. "An' what yo mean by
date" / mean, sab, is yo man of
honor or not?" "Of co'se ar. Why,
ole man, yo's all excited dis mawnin'.
What's de mattah?" Sam Johnsing,
I'ze got darter Annnbell,' replied
Uncle Joe, as he Strengthened up and
waved his arms about. Eyes, of co Sc,
yes sab, yo's got darter, Annabell,
an she's pow'ful fine gal" Last
Sunday night, Sam Johnsing, yo axed
dat gal to marry yo. :" "Hul hui Sun
day night, lemm see. Say, reckon
l did, Uncle Joe. Yes we were ter bt
married this mawnin'." "But yo ain'
dar, sahW "Dats fack /; just clear
slipt my mind" "But what yo gwii
ter do" shouted the old man as h,
danced around. "What / gwin te
do? Am Annabell all ready an d,
preacher dar?" Eyes sab" Den yc
cum round heah an hang onto dat of
mewl an hold him stiddy, an TIL run
ober an marry Annabell an be back
heah in 10 minutes. If Major Jones
Gums long an wants to know why
dis oats amt unloaded, yo tell him
dat OWN to disqualification of a
matrimonial disrememberance Tze
had to procrastinate for a few min
utes "