St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1904-07-13

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ruin But Judge Parker had antici-
pated the malicious efferts of the mis-
chief makers. He was there with
bag of money he obtained in New York
for the purpose. Leaping on the treas
urer's desk. he called out: "Come on!
We are ready to payi Do you think
we would waste our time on q broken
bank? And the panic was at an end.
Only II per cent of the depositors de-
manded their money. The savings
bank was saved. The court of appeals
sustained the plan, and the treasurer
and assistant treasurer We're sent to
the state prison. Then everybody
wanted Judge Parker as president of
the bank. He accepted the position on
the consideration that no salary should
be given for his services, and he re-
manned its president until it was again
on sound basis and its deposits sew
eraI hundred thousand greater than
they had ever been.
For the six summers during which
Judge Parker has lived at Esopus, N.
Y, he has been in the habit of rising
early and going down the bluff to the
Hudson clad in bathing trunks. Be
fore breakfast he would swim long
enough to wake him up and give him
an appetite, says the New York World.
AS the judge was about to dive off
the little pier the other morning he saw
a photographer with a camera aimed
at him. 1t was the first time that this
ci6n Of yanIif;ooI Efn hod hnar, oh
SO closely home to him.
"You aren't going to photograph me
like this?" he asked.
'"Those are my instructions" an
swered the photographer. "My paper
heard you took a morning swim and
they want photograph of you doing
it,"
Judge Parker was good humOredly
annoyed. He has cheerfully acceded to
the requests to be photographed and
has sat good naturally on his porch for
the purpose, but the early morning
snapshot did not appeal to him, and if
the photographers will not let him
swim in the river in peace he will swim
hereafter in a porcelain tub.
Judge Parker, wrote M. G. Cunniff in
the Worlds Work, had bright po-
litfcal future when he took a seat on
the bench in 1885. There were few
Democrats who did not know him then.
Five years before, in the first years of
his service as surrogate, he had attend
ed the national convention which nomi-
mated Hancock for president.
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gate to the national convention of 1884
and had voted for the nomination of
Cleveland. Less than a year before
President Cleveland had called him to
Washington to offer him the Office of
first assistant postmaster general. Sur
rogate Parker Of Ulster county, n. Y,
courteously declined the place. AS he
and President Cleveland were discuss
ing the matter Postmaster General vi
las, whose candidate for first assist
ants Office was Adlai e. Stevenson, en-
tered the room.
Parker says he does not want the
place, Colonel Villas" said President
Cleveland.
Colonel Villas looked at the erect
young man and said: ,., rf.s,
"May / inquire why, Mr.. ParkerT
81 cannot afford to give up 5000
year position" said Surrogate Parker,
''to take So 600 POSITION 81 -lsI
But I gave up $4,000 practice"
said Colonel Villas, ito take an 5000
position, sg.. 5z ,sf Ell, ns,
"Well. Colonel Villas" said Surrogate
Parker. e''if had been making $4,000
a year for ten or twelve years, I, too,
might afford to accept the presidents
offer" ss s ts.4 ~. ~
So in the fall of 1885 the young man
Of thirty-three, who had declined the
position of first assistant postmaster
general and had led the Democratic
party Of New York to victory, was
widely known as man on the thresh-
old of political success.
Senator David B. Hill, Governor Odell
Of New York, who is a relative, and
Judge Parker were waiting for train
at Esopus, n. Y, the other day, says
the Brooklyn Citizen. The old fagman
called to the judge:
'Say, jedge, them same pair O. robins
is come back"
The judge turned, left his distin-
guished visitors, took the old mans
arm and walked down the track to ex-
anime the newly made nest of the
feathered summer boarders, spending
fifteen minutes in the task.
''An' he's always like that" said the
old man. Thinks jest as much O. me
as he does of the guvnor. Anybody
here agin him? WAL, yes. There's
Abe, the town drunkard. We calker-
late to worry erlong without him,
though"
Judge Parker was showing a friend
around his place at Esopus, on the
Hudson, last fall, and after pointing
out the trees on the big place that he
loved so well and the magnificent view
of the river he pointed across the lawn
to the fields where corn and wheat
We're being harvested, says the New
York Times.
THAT is my weakness" he said. 81