The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-04-16


 obeyed orders and rushed to the rescue by the nearest way, down the post. Justice Wheeler replied, Sidney, your patriotism is well understood and ap- preciated by the court, but you must make this one exhibition of your pat riotism last a great while. Don't let it happen again. No, Judge" said Sid, I'll resign from the melish; a fellow gets into trouble when he trys to do his duty nowadays" We'll. the voice of Sid is no longer heard in the land. For honesty he was a David Harrunl, and for fun. why it fairly oozed out of him, s did the roast beef from Irving's old time coachman.
 The Green was favorite place for birds. particularly the crow -blaekbird. who had a large rookery between the Center and North churches. During the weekdays they attended to their secular duties in quiet, respectable manner, but when the church bells be- gan to ring on a Sabbath and the people to throng the Green, they became very much excited, and lowering above their nest, chirped and squawled and scolded necessarily through the entire morning, regular feathered tea fight. It seemed as if they were doing all they could in their limited way to keep up with the ceremonies of the day. The two par sons. one jolly. the other sober, meeting under the rookery after the. service, one said to the other who was an advanced i abolitionist, T see you have not dis missed all of your congregation" The other replied, T wonder if those birds know what they are talking about" !" Perhaps they are wondering if we know what We have been talking about ! all this blessed morning." replied the other in the eyes. and turned away; one could not see the joke.
 MORE FOOD FOR REFLECTION.
 How much more than the birds do the wisest really know of the ingress or egress of life's great mystery, our pres ent identity.
 Who knows but that this life is really death,
 And whether death is not what we call
 life"
 What we know not now we may know in the hereafter
 1 IIic SttetlIlllC slflNtStlSdtlOllS UT iuc past seventy years has one advantage, we think, in showing up the vast amount Nf ignorance and superstition that was bound up in the egotistic brain of our old-time religious teachers.
 God is truth; the light is His shad- ow." May we be brought more and more under His shadow until free from bigotry. superstition and prejudice.
 - and leave points of belief
 To simpleton sages and reasoning fools; This life is fiowerlet too fair and too l bries
 To be sullied and stained by the dust of | the schools
 l And then those sleighing carnivals, when New Haven gathered her beauty l and her chivalry in hundreds of sleighs For our girls had not lost the old Eng 1 fish cheek of rose their grandma's had l brought over with them, or the boys the strong arms and broad shoulders of their grandpa's. To use the old-time phrase, They were all our kind of folk. 1 too
 l The skaters bonfires shining bright upon the happy, laughing, singing mas queraders as they rode in procession around the Green under the arched trees, the band playing from the Center church steps, with the ringing of a thousand sleigh and COW bells, made it q scene to be remembered. Those were the halcyon days when we old town borns were in earth"
 What town-born as he turns over the leaves of memory does not come on to Granny Bishops treacle brigade, with rolls of treacle eighteen inches long. Lucky the boy who had some pennies in his pocket when his eyes fell upon those yellow rolls of ambrosial candy. As pennies were bigger than now; candy was served in proportion. Two tricky l treacle peddlers of the candy brigade, In taking short cut to the Green l through Dr. Abe Lewis garden, would crawl under the currant bush and eat off the ends of the rolls, and then pull l the rest of the roll out to fit the breadth of the tray. The candy was very thin in spots, they not having experience in stock watering and capital-stretching but they found boys with pennies all the same. This is world of change" " One of these boys in after years became a deacon, the other a missionary. So good mothers who have tricky boys can console themselves that their bad boys may become good men, for
 Foul often becomes fair and fair foul" but the "Old Nick" will have his own. We are told "The morning stars togeth- CT sung" and next in melodious greet ! ing to the Great Unknown" was the ringing of the bells on New Haven Green. In the vibration the leaves on the trees fairly kissed each other in ec- static joy.
 Our dear old Green presented it's most charming aspect upon fine June Sab bath morning, when the bells were ring ing and the paths were thronged with | Sunday" saints. Their good wives clinging lovingly to the left arm, to least one day in the week, their numer- ous mothers pride (home jewels), pa- raded in front, all in their store clothes, with that "Sabba day. step that be- spoke conscious responsibility and self respect. What more beautiful than a family on it's way to church. They did Inot poise as promoters, and this was before the day of poker club houses and Sunday newspapers. The meeting house steps and ''Sabba day" house was l the club and newsstand. It was respec- table to go to meeting as no scientific l devil of unbelief as vet sat grinnjng in