Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-06-17
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Martin Fastnacht. Of the New York
Telephone Company. causes many per-
sons each day to think, they are seeing
double, or else to pinch themselves to
see if they are awake, for F~astnacht
seems to be here, there and every
where.
Here is the reason: Fastnacht is the
relief operator at the different public
stations of the telephone company and
during his rounds visits three times
each day the pay stations at the Penn
s~ylvania station. Lackawanna station,
Court House, two of the Prudential
buildings and the telephone company
branch office on Market street.
A Now York lawyer the other day
ran into Fastnacht three times within
an hour. once at the Pennsylvania sta
House and again in tho Prudential
building. The third time he remarked:
"sey. for heavens sake, what are
you? Triplets?"
Edward NJ. Grover. printer and sta
toner, overheard this one from one of
the negro laborers engaged in tearing
down the plaster of the ceiling in the
firms place on Broad street which is
putting on a new front:
"Gollyi Dis am de N ,st mortifyin'
job I ebber hadi'
The remark was called forth by the
fact that a lump of the mortar had hit
him on the head.
r. L. Johnson, a local poet and es-
sayist and a contributor to this pa
per, has been rendered the honor of
having the degree of L. Fl. D. con-
ferred upon him by Cotner University,
of Bethany. Neb. This degree of honor
is seldom used and is called the Doc
tor of More Humane Letters; that is,
the humanities of university studies.
1t is an honorary degree similar to
IL. D. Walter D. Evans, of Hill
crest. South Orange, wrote to Mr.. John
son and explained that he had read
his poetry and had also cor%responded
with w. p. Alysworth, LII. d. the
dean of Cotner University. Mr.. john
son was informed that the college en-
rolled 500 students yearly, and had a
library which contained $4,000 volumes.
A score of young men and women
were dashing up Broad street one
morning and continued at full speed
around Bank street, where they ran
into the Prudential Insurance building.
NIX an raarfar,,,a raa vroe faH ia
a few minutes by another crowd.
There must be a murder or some
thing in the 'Pru.' said an onlooker.
I'm going to see what's up"
Take it easy" replied Deputy Col
lector Freed, who happened to be pass
ing. IAN those people you saw try
ing to beat the worlds sprinting record
were bent on reaching their desks be-
fore $3.50 a. m. They are all employed
by the Prudential Insurance Company,
and it means a whole lot to be late
there. Each time they are late they
suffer an ignominious blot on their
'escutcheon,' as it were, and several Of
lenses mean dismissal. on the other
hand. each employee is entitled to a
vacation of one day ie he or she has
broken the tape consistently before { .
a. m. for three months"
us that right?' asked the onlooker.
Gee, 1 feel much better now"
81 must see the chandler right away
I want a divorce" exclaimed a poorly
dressed and rnuch-excited woman, the
other day. who haunted the corridors OF
the Chancery chambers.
1t was quite evident that she wanted
either the chancellor or one of the vice
chancellorr. to whom she was anxious
TO tell her story of domestic woe.
Wilson J. Vance. the mayors private
secretary, preoecupied with the city
business, and who happened to be
around. remarked absent-mindedly:
Chandler? Chandler? Well. there's
Dave Chandler, of the Board of Health
Why doesn't somebody send her there?''