The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-06-29
Pro Bono Publice.

TO Editor of the Journal and Courier:
 Truly. the citizens of New Haven are wonderfully patient and long-suffer- ing people! In vain have we petitioned for suitable and commodious waiting room on that very congested portion of our cfty-the corner of Church and Chapel streets; In vain have we forti- fled our souls with patiencel In vain
 have we lifted up our voices in petitions
 to the powers that be! But thus far our petitions and our protests have been of no avail, We are still waiting on this corner, exposed to the chilling winds of winter or to the burning rays of vertical sun, or perchance, we are drenehed to the skin by the sudden storm which beats down upon our, de- fenceless heads. Forty years ago, when the street railway system was in it's infancy, our fathers waited fifteen or twenty minutes, perhaps even long CT, for the slow coming of a horse ear. What. was good enough for them in the long ago is good enough for their de- scendants to-day. This apparently is the attitude of our city fathers, who, I in my opinion have sacred duty to I perform. They should constitute them selves self-appointed board of health, with an ear ever open to the welfare of the public, and willing disposition to do all in their power for the comfort and protection of the people. It Is as sacred a duty to protect the public health as it Is to improve and beautify our streets. or to guard the city's I finance. This should be done without fear or political favor.
 If the green is too sacred or too his 1 toric for the erection of suitable and | ornamental structure, if it is to be used ! solely for a public dumping ground in winter, are there not other buildings in | the vicinity that could be utilized and
 made comfortable as waiting room ? The spirit of progress is in the air;
 times have changed since the days of
 our fathers. New Haven has extended
 her borders and her population has null
 tiplied. We must imbibe something of l this progression. As if to make way for 1 the march of events, the grand old elm
 that has been a landmark for genera tions, has yielded up Its life. For more
 than century it stood on this corner
 bending low it's mighty head before
 the storm-giant, and, when the skies
 were serene, lifting it proudly agair toward the fair blue heavens. Like g
 sentient thing it stood stretching wide
 it's sheltering arms for the protection o
 those who sought it's cooling shadows
 What more fitting memorial could be devised for this beneficent old tree, thar
 the erection of a building where one
 may wait at ease, sheltered from the
 sunimer's heat, or the winters cold
 on this particular spot2
 We have an almost perfect trolley lsystem, with cars so plainly labeled that he who runs can read, while the
 stranger has little difficulty in reaching his destination. But there is one grave
 fault. Very few closed cars are pro.
 vided when once the summer travel be. 1 gins. One is seldom seen, however coo or rainy the day. If there were com partments in the open cars for the ben.
 eft of invalids, or if every third ol fourth car was closed one, why ont could wait with patience, if pIeasan
 waiting place were provided, and Nev