The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1904-09-09

ments. but who are now working with us
Tor common result.
"All men who have attained any degree
OF prominence have their friends, and the
exercise OF ordinary prudence forbids
the alienation OF allies who are willing and
anxious to assist.
THE coming election ia not to be de-
ternined by the September vote In hope
lessiy Republican States, where local issues
and candidates even, are grievously handi-
capped: but the result In Vermont on Tues
day admonishes us-and there can be no
harm in giving voice to the admonition
that harmonious cooperation OF all,
and the elimination Of personal, factional
and unimportant differences involving no
surrender Of principle, are essential to
success
A HANDsHAKINd BEE.
The cheers at the close OF the speech
lasted nearly half a minute. Then line
was formed for handshaking bee and for
more than an hour the editors passed be-
fore the candidate. There was a hearty
grasp and a kind, cheering word for each,
from Herman Ridder down to the editor
Of the Lost Canon Ne,os0etter. Judge Parker
may not be a good stumper, but no other
politician Is his match at conversational in
fighting. Also, he has the smile that charms
yet fades not.
AS soon as the editors had met the Judge
they went to the north end Of the house to
their guests, Miss Schoonmaker, Miss Hall
and Mrs. John w. Searingd Hungry editors
went into the orchard and ate the Judges
fat. yellow apples. Thirsty editors pumped
and praised the chickens. Business like
editors took notes and photographs. Aged
editors talked about John C. Calhoun.
Lazy editors went to sleep on the sunny
hillside. Soon they all became hungry
editors and started. with all the haste COM
Judge Parker walked down to the wharf
to see the intelleotuals depart. More
cheers. Then the band played The Sol
dier's Farewell" He's Jolly Good Fellow"
I HN Lang syyne,. and Home noors Sweet ct
enjoy their luncheon and eighty miles, Of
Hudson River scenery The Judge walked
back up the hill to his house. His cherished
editors were gone, but he was not alone.
William Sulzer was still at Rosemount.
delighting all with wit and eloquence. He
stayed until p. NJ.
The editors got back to town soon after
7 o'clock last night. They all said they
had had great time and all had lot to
mo s s' Se ose several e of "e the editors.
however, also had lot to say about one
little drawback which had tended to mar
the happiness OF the day.
Everything had gone well, and not the
lest5t pleh4dut pdTt Ol tue udy
would be, according to expectation. the
trip back down the river on the steamer
st. John. 1t would have been a nice trip,
only some one forgot to have stock OF
cigars aboard. There was everything else
to make the journey comfortable but the
absence OF something to smoke, and not
a few of the editors were outspoken about
such carelessness.
Some of the editors stuck to the pro-
gramme arranged for them and went to
Coney Island or to the Lyric. Theatre.
Not many, however. went to either place.
The majority felt too tired for further
exertion. Many started back for their
homes last night.
The band from the Dreamland fire show
met the Coney Island remnant OF Tag
CARTS faithful legion at the pier and they
marched up. forty Of them, to the weird
sight Of three pans Of blue fire.. The press
agent took them in charge and they saw
nearly everything Col. John l., Martin
marched in front, with an umbrella for
baton, and played drum major.
1t was Col Martin who nearly caused
a premature fall Of Pempeii by asking
No. front Of the vestal Virgins how things
were on the Bowery. This little sally was
received with great applause. Two editors
rushed out and managed to get 1t on the
wire in time for their morning edition.
They all said that they were glad to see
the place of which they had printed 80 many
cuts, furnished free. EARLY this morning
the last boat brought the last Of the forty
back to Manhattan.