Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1904-12-01
THoRoFARE.


She dreamed not there could come a night
TO dim the glory of her day.,
Antiquity thou wondrous charm.
what art thou?-that being nothing, art
everything When thou vert, thou vert
not antiquity thou vert nothing,
but hads't a remoter antiquity as thou
calledst it, to look back to with blind
veneration; thou, myself, being to myself
fiat, .jgjeuae, modern!- What mystery turks
in this retroversion ?--or, what haitian
uses are we, that cannot look forward with
the same idolatry with which we forever
look back THE mighty future is as moth
ing, being everything The past is every
thing, being nothing ri-Ah, yes-but
then we are sure of the past, is ours
We can dig into the very bowels of the
earth for a lost Babylon, or a persisted
| Ninevah knowing that they-or remains
| OF them, are there, but who can lift the
impenetrable yell behind which the future
hides itself. We may feel reasonably sure
OF some tomorrow, and that same tomorrow,
when It becomes to-day, may dash our
faith into our faces by changing the whole
current Of our lives, and there was no sign
IN the skies, or on the earth to warn us Of
our impending fate. But the past--the
| beautiful past it is ours-a sure possession
We can glorify it as much as in us lies:
and we can delve in it for the hidden
things which will answer our individual
needs, and the poetry, and romance, and
mysticism which hang about it, like a
transparent ven, are ours to use as we will
and SO, even in Thorofare, when the Grang-
ers wish to celebrate the end Of the harvest
season, and to call upon the world to bear
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fields, and to view their well-stored gran
aries, they call upon Ceres, as the Rom
ans called her, the goddess of plenty to
represent them. It is for this reason that
Ceres was the presiding deity at the Grange
on last Monday night. Miss Mary Gibbs,
who is the Ceres of the Grange made the
opening address, which was as follows:-
Dear. Brothers and Sisters -Grangers:-
We are here tonight to celebrate the feast
of Ceres-the goddess OF agriculture of
social order, and of plenty. The old
Greeks called her Delmeter, which means.
Mother Earth, and the myth regarding her
is symbolical of the growth of grain. AT
her festivals, cattle, pigs, honey cakes, and
! fruits were offered to her. Among the
Romans her feasts were styled Cerealia. and
of these the most interesting was the feast
celebrated by the rural population shortly
before harvest, when the country people.
dressed in white, and crowned with oak
leaves, danced and sang harvest songs in
honor of the goddess. Ceres is usually
represented in chariot drawn by dragons.
having her head crowned with garland of
corn ears aud holding torch, or a poppy
in her hand. But we, in later times, know
her best with the eornueopia, or horn of
plenty, leaning against the left shoulder,
while the right hand still carries the torch
which shall enlighten the world, and still
proclaim that Corn is King Aud so
It fiaunts its tasseled banner high,
And beats each swaying shield
. ntil the Summers battle cry
Is chorused from the field
Victorious and sturdy still
1t rises from the fray
And rustling chants of eladness fill
The long hours OF the day
Until the golden Autumn morn
When there will come to spoil
The standing army of the corn
The hopeful Troop of TOLL
Hopeful that some day the army of the
corn will bring them to that bounteous
land, read of-.Where ever at dawn, from
the cloud, glittered DER us a sunbright
hand. Then it open'd and dropt at the
side OF each man as he rose from his rest.
Bread enough fol- his need till the laborless
day dipt under the West Ceres has
provided for you all for this day, at least,
and now cordially invites you to the feast
set before you. Before partaking Of this,
however, delightful little program was
given There was a tableaux, in which
Ceres, crowned with ears of corn, and stand
ing amid such corn as only Thorofare can
boast OF, aud holding poppy in her hand,
was surrounded by nymphs, who carried
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light was thrown upon the scene, and the
effect was lovely. Mr.. L. K. Wilkins read
a Thanksgiving Proclamation to the
satisfaction OF all The Legend OF the
Red Cabbage was read with good effect by
Addie Leach The Mischief Polka, a
piano Duet was exceedingly well PLAYED
by Mable and Lizzie Clement. Mrs.
Rachel DeHart Wilkins read ssMid-sum-
mer Harvest = in way to give pleasure to
tie audience. "Her Boy in Blue, = was a
violin solo, well played by Charles Leon
ard Mrs Ida Heritage read Jimmie and
the OwP' with fine effect, and brought
down the house. Edna Bowers reeited
Homemade bread, = in delightful way
and Miss Alice Dem appeared to great adj
vantage IN the reading Of The Antiquity
of Wheat 4 piano solo by Mahle Glenn
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play with your was lovely little solo.
very sweetly sung by Maggie Gibbs; and
the Farmers Blessing was beautifully
recited by Anna Carter The feast which
consisted Of pumpkin pies, doughnuts, cake
fruits, and coffee was eaten with gusto, and
good social time ended the evening.
Mrs Z. J. Lodge, and Miss Alice Dun
were visitors, last week, in the home of
Mrs Hattie Milford, in Salem.
Mr.. James T. Budd, aud family, expect
to make their home in CIarksboro shoi tly.
Mr.. Bndd feels that he has reached the
years which entitle him to rest, and free
dom from farm cares.
Mr.. Edward Wallace will move on the
farm Of Mr.. James T. Budd. Mr.. Wallace
is an excellent farmer, and the arrange
ment would seem to be advantageous to
both