The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1912-09-12
IT'S WANDERING
over, pEN|TENT
RETURNS HOME
BERT zABRisKiE WELCOMED
DY HIS FAMILY AND FRIENDS
AT M0NTvILLE, N. J.
Long Absence Seemingly Only
I. Had Made Hearts Grow Fond.
er-Share Of His Fathers Es.
tate Waiting for Him, With a
Welcome From the Grand.
daughter He Had Never Seen

ONTVILLE, N. 1.-THE row
ing fever had got into Bert
Z%abriskie's blood, and it made
WI him fdget. He dreamed OF
the wide-stretching prairies,
and the valleys lying snug and warm
at his home here, became pitifully a
row; be thought of the lofty peaks of
the Rockies, and the wooded ridge
back of Boonton shrunk to an ant.
hill; he pictured the distant great wa
tiers reaching down a thousand miles
to the sea, and the prattle of the
Rockaway river winding in and out
among tho swales above the old mill
sounded like childish mockery.
These symphonic.
AL the thirty-odd years Of his life
Bert Zahriskie bad lived in n neigh
borhood. There he had married.
There two daughters had been born.
But the fever reached its height, az
I'll fevers must, and he struck out
He didn't take his family with him.
Other men have struck out that way.
BoQnton and Montville gossiped. 9th
or towns have done that, too.
And this ends chapter one, except
to say thai some Of our best doctors
have been trying for years to find
some sort Of blood purifier that would
alay the rowing fever in country bred
boys, and they haven't hit the right
thing yet Dosing doesn't seem to do
1t any good.
Descendant Of Patriots.
When George Washington, Father
Of His Country, and consequently of
New Jersey, was in camp at Morris
town Heights and his soldiers were
ull Of patriotism but otherwise empty,
times being hard, a squad of CONT
nentals We're sent down the Rockaway
river to pick up supplies by fair meaAs
II possible, out to get EN-.
Even at that early day a Zabriskie
kept the mill. He stood at the grain
hopper.
You may tell General Washington
he said, as the incident is handed
down, that so long as water runs and
wheels turn and millstones grind I'll
do all l can to relieve the distress of
the fighters for liberty"
This shows the kind of people the
Z~abriskies were, however.
One gray bearded Zabriskie after
another slipped into the four-dusty
overalls. The last was Albert James
Zabriskie, father OF the rover and of
two daughters, both married.
BY hard work, long hours and Incl.
dental thrift this miller Zabriskie had
1ready become well-to-do, as Jersey
ok measure savings, when an oppor.
tunity came to him to make some big
easy money.
Deal That Meant Wealth.
Jersey City was down in the Rocka.
way river country to establish a water
system n bull a great reservoir. la.
br1skie owned the water rights on the
river and Jersey City had to see him
nrst. There's more money in water
rights than there is in grinding neigh.
borhood corn. Zabriskie drove a
harp bargain and became rich at Just
the time of his life when he wanted to
knock of work for good. 1t looked
then as if he would live out his years
IN contentment, but you never can tell
bout such things. Son Bert took the
Fever and struck out. Months passed
and nothing was heard from him.
One day Lawyer Nelson S. Kitchell
wal summoned opposite the mill. He
found the old mar rather poorly and
anxious to have his worldly affairs
set in order, for he felt that his end
vas fast approaching.
A will had been drawn dividing the
estate into three parts, but as the
1overS whereabouts was unknown. q
odlc1l wal added providing that Bert's
hare should be held in trust by the ad.
m~1nistrators until his young daugh.
ter should reach the age Of "a. II
me absent son should return before
that tim he could claim his share:
II not the two granddaughters were tn
divide 1t.
Done With Earthly Troubles.
This provision being set forth In
detail to his liking, the miller scratch.
cd his name to the document and wit.
nesses appended theirs.
There being no further call to the
grtst bin, and enforced idleness having
added its burden to the weight of his
Tour times twenty years, the miller
sell into a rapid decline and in mid.
January, four years ago, Grape 1ut.
tered at the door of the homestead
md the death hush was in the spare
room.
The did not return for tho fu.
aeral. He sent nc word. His where.
sbouts remained unknown to Mont.
Vile. Years had piled up since he had
struck out. The old mans will ha.
name operative.
And this brings the second chapte,
. IT. conclusion.