Palisadian. [volume] (Cliffside Park, N.J.) 1906-current, 1909-05-01

Councilman David Arthur Carson
made the first speech and that it was
one of the best of the evening goes
without saying. He captured the
crowd with his first utterance and
made a fitting climax to his long ca
reer as councilman in an effort that
stamped him not only a thinker and
writer. but very forceful speaker as
we'll:
He said:
Now is the winter of our discomfort
Made glorious summer by these sons of
Jersey,
And all the clouds that lately lowered
on our house,
Deep in the bosom of the ocean buried.
Grim-visaged war hath smoothed his
wrinkled front,
And now instead of mounting barbed
SteedS
To fright the souls of fearful adver-
SarieS,
He campers nimbly in the same Dor
ough and-dropping Mr.. Shakes
peare-we're mighty glad of it,
Gentlemen / think l echo the SEN
timent of every heart here to-nlght
when I say that Palisade wants peace
the biggest peace she can get. Grim
visaged war hath indeed smoothed his
wrinkled front, the long strife is over
and it now becomes my pleasant duty
as councilman from the Pal1Sade sec
ton to welcome our new neighbors.
welcome to our city! The old
words never had truer meaning imam
they have tonight How often have
we looked over the track and wondered
if we would ever have a chance to save
them. How long has Fort Lee laid low
and waited to spring TINS very gree.
ing. Why, for months Fort Lee has
been in much the same position as the
lady with the colored cook. D1nah,
said the lady one day, Who is that man
that sits for hours and hours down
there in the kitchen with you every
night% 60
dats NAH huSban'.
"'Well, what's his name"
Name Sam said Dinah.
Yes. but what's his last name" per-
go de Lo'd, Miss Why, ali done
furgot to asst dat niger his last name.
We've been so distant down there,
although in the same town. that we
forgot to ask our neighbors their last
names.
But all that is past. We finally
turned to them as you know, MI. May
or and we said to them, Too long mas
our yard been empty; come over ana
play in it; too long has our rain oarrel
echoed to the sound of our own voices,
come over and holler down it; too long
has our cellar door lain neglected, come
over and slide down it, and Wen guar
antee you won't get struck
'tThey came. they hollered' {hey slto
and now it's up to US, Mr.. Mayor, 10
see that they don't pick up any SPIN
ters for they are our'n and we are
theirn and eVerybodyS happy.
MY fellow citizens, we do welcome
you to our city. to our midst. Our
homes, our hearts, are yours. come
and take them.
Heretofore we have been like that
traveller in Scotland who found an old
shepherd driving a flock of sheep up
lane so narrow they could hardly
squeeze through.
@sWhy. Sandy said the traveller,
what do you do when You meet
flock of sheep coming in the opposite
direction%
doe said Sandy, why. mon, we
iuist dr-a-a-ive str-r-raight ahead and
the mon that has the best dogs gets
the most sheep.
But now we are all driving our
sheep in the same direction, toward the
goal of borough prosperity. We be
lieve in the future of Palisade; we pc
lieve in the future of Fort Lee Let
us weld them together into golden
links and then instead of troubling
our sleep with the nightmare OF dlvl-
sion and strife. each citizen OF our
town. his daily work accomplished,
may wrap the mantle of his couch
about him and lie down to pleasant