The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-12-20
make the State support him. No more do I. And so I went.
 Tribute To Moore

Tribute To Moore.
 There are cheerful aspects to the coming Christmas celebration in this mans town. One or theme is the an nual tribute which many of the chill dren of New York will pay to the mernory of C1=c2aent Clarke Moore, au- thor of '' Twas the Night Before Christmas" who sleeps in Trinity Church cemetery at Riverside Drive and 155th street. For two three years, on Christmas morning, hun dreds of children have formed <prOces- sions which marched to the cemetery, singing Chris tnas songs and carols, and carrying flowers and holly to place upon the plain granite monument to the man who knew Santa Claus So well.
 Moore's father was Bishop Moore, president of Columbia College, and his mother was the daughter of an Eng fish army officer. Moore wrote the poem for the entertainment of his own children, on the day before Christmas in 1922. The verses might never have been published except for the fact that the Moore children had as their guest the daughter of a Troy, N. Y, clergy man. She copied the poem, and, upon her return to her home, gave it to the editor of the Troy Sentinel,- who pub- 1ished it in that paper.
 Dr. Moore was the author of learned works and he didn't think much of his poetic effort, but before he died half a century ago the verses had been trans lated into dozens of languages, and printed in newspapers all over the world; Now his memory is honored because of the simple little poem, and not because he compiled a. Greek and Hebrew dictionary and other ponder ouS tonnes.
 Wall Street Xmas.
 From present appearances, Wall streets Christmas isn't going Ito be a very happy one this year! The year 1913 has been a bad one for the brokers and stock exchange firms, and the an- nuaT holiday gratuit1es to employees will in many cases be considerably re-- duced. The big banks and trust com panies customarily give to employees a bonus ranging from five to twenty five or thirty per cent. of their annual salary. This year, in most cases. it will be nearer the drsc than the latter percentage.
 In whatever direction the prosperity cat may jump, there is one class of working people in New York who can depend upon having their share of Christmas cheer. However fnan- cia11y ttpinched'' the residents Tn apart ment houses may feel. they never for get the janitor. They have learned from bitter experience that it doesn't pay.
 The customary tariff exacted ranges from a dollar per family in the poorer houses to five or ten dollars Or more in the apartment houses of the higher class The French labor leaders who invented what they called ttsabotage' probably thought they were doing something novel ana new, shnts5 New York janitors have, practiced foiaz1 of sabotage for as long as the oldest inhabitant can remember. Sa
 There are any number of petty an- noyances. and crimes of commission and omission that a janitor can per oetrate on those who forget the Christ | mas contribution, and he is an un- | usually 1enient janitor who refrains from any one of them. Yet the tribe | 1f janitors, as found in New York, | nave been unduly ma1igned. They are nore often courteous and considerate md willing than not, when treated lind1y, and they look upon the holiday collection as part of their earned lnd legitimate wage. The fault, if any, s with the system.