The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1910-02-09

alcove behind palms ana moral dec-
orations.
The President, William f. Dor
finger, was toastmaster and did his
part well, and in a happy vein in
troduced the speakers, who were
Rev. Mr.. Farrer, of Brooklyn; Hor-
ace G. Young, of Albany: Judge
Searle, Rev. viii Hitler and Rev. DR..
w. II. Swift, all of Honesdae. The
speeches were all very appropriate
and received with great appreciation.
The menu was most excellent, and
the evening was one to be long re-
membered by all who were present.
The address of Rev. DIR. W.
II. Swift that was to have been
delivered on the occasion of the
Fourth Anniversary of the
WAYNE County Association of
New York City, a part of which
only he could give because OF
the time-limit.
Mr.. President and Gentlemen of
the Wayne County Brotherhood: --
Sometimes that means more than
blood relationship. 1t was so as
Tom O'Brien conceived it. When
asked if he was related to Larry A.
O'Brien. he said: Very distantly,
was me mothers first child, and
Larry was the seventeenth l
think we instinctively love those
places with which our lives have
been associated. 1t is a matter of
pride with me that my ancestors
came to New England nearly 280
years ago. You know John Fiske
says: "Of all migrations of people
the settlement of New England is
pre-eminently the one in which the
/ Almighty dollar played the smallest
part" but he hastens on to say:
/ However important it may since
/ have become as motive power y
/ | roomed in college with a descend
ant" of that importation" We
/ knew nothing about football in those
days, but made muscle by saving and
splitting the wood we burned and
carrying it up to the second, third or
fourth floor of old North College at
Amherst. He kept Saturday nights,
and studied Sunday nights, that is,
| suppose he kept Saturday nights
for he went home every Saturday
afternoon and came back Sunday
afternoon When the winter was
worn almost to a frazzle, he said to
me one day: Swift, you know
haven't been here one day of every
week, so / think you ought to pay
a little more for the wood than
DO" said: How much?' and he
named a sum. Well, money was
money with me in those days.
as yet knew nothing about the lux
urious life of a country minister
but l threw down a bill and said
Keep the change" and he did!
My home until | entered the minis
try was in Orange county, n. Y, the
county noted then for making the
best butter the world over. We liv,
ed within a quarter of a mile of the
Jersey line, and that is the nearest
| ever came to eXpatriation. Fol
twenty-siX years, / have lived in ole
Wayne, and | love every foot of hel
835 square miles. | am proud of the
men who have gone out from it
Think of that little hamlet of Beth
any. There was Wilmot of "Wilmot
: Proviso" fame, Congressman, u. S
Senator, Judge of the Court o.
Claims There were the Woodwards
who wore the judicial ermine, There
were the Torreys whose names are
linked with life's higher things
= There were the Fullers-one o
! whom-the father of the presen
Judge Henry A. Fuller, who is bring
ing common sense to bear on the in
/ depreciation of law, and compelling
: criminals to sit up and take notice
2 represented the old LuZerne Dis
? trict in Congress, and there wer,
= many others. Many have gone from
: Wayne county who have not onl.
) watched Scranton grow" but hav
p done their full share in the bust
ness, professional and civic life o
the Electric City to help make Scran
= ton grow That third city of tn
l State would be lonesome withou
( them. We have read with keenes
! interest the record written by tha
= former Honesdale boy, the scholarl
] ex-Mayor j. Benjamin Dimmick
! who has set a pace it vii
be hard for anyone else TO keeI
4 There are two thoughts in my min
S tonight. First: We Wayne count
= men ought to give to the world tn
a finest type of manhood; second: w
= ought to agitate till we realize tn
: highest ideal in civic life.
e First, then, we ought to give tn
= world the finest type of manhood
Long before Washington Irwin
: made his historic visit to Honesdal'
e and stood upon the Cliff that bear
: his honored name; three years b'
r fore Mad" Anthony Wayne said
!, his last hour: Bury me at the foe
d of the old flag staff, boys" fan
lily came first to Mt. Pleasant an