Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-02-15
SUFFRAGLST HIKE
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ed Mrs Louise Boldt, the sprint queen
of the party. from Princeton to this
city yesterday
The last-named young lady's ability
to burn up the roads is making her
really notorious. Never do the sut-
fragettes enter strange town but
that among the curious crowds on the
curbstones-where there are curb
stones-there are many who persis-
tently ask: Where's Mrs. Boldt?'
Back in Lawrenceville, where boys
in the school that was famous Ions
before owen Johnson's stories made
IT so, cut up real rough in honor OF
the coming of the mixers. the school
boys weren't satisfied at all when the
pick of the pilgrim talk squad, that is
to say, General Resale Jones, Colonel
Ida Craft, Miss Elizabeth Freeman
and Miss Mary Morgan, had smeared
winged words all over the landscape.
The boys wanted to hear the girl who
could walk and they were not at all
backward in saying so.
I'VE want Mrs. Boldt! We want
Mrs Boldt," they chanted until that
very much perturbed young lady
mounted the balcony of the Lawrence
lodge and announced in a voice al
most as weak as her walking is
strong. that she didn't know what
she could say"
why, are you a suffragette?' some
youngster in the crowd demanded.
Logical and Apropos.
Because I'm a woman." she an
nounced which, one might say, was
excessively logical and most apropos.
Then she gravely informed her au-
dience. of youngsters who lost their
knee PANTS not much longer ago than
last Christmas. that "she had as
much right to vote as they had
But we don't vote" objected one
beardless youth.
But you WILL" the little suffrage
oratoress came back with, land I
hope same day I'll be voting for
every one of you boys"
And this "busted up the meeting
for the youngsters made a rush at
the speaker in their desire so demon
strate their affection and respect in
the only way a boy knows about.
The war correspondents were
awfully disappointed yesterday.
This" they decided on early in the
morning, is the most historic part
of New Jersey. Although most of us
haven't had much schooling we re-
member there was battle of Prince
ton and a battle of Trenton and a
score or SO other engagements spread
over this part of the country in revo-
Htionary days. There must be a
Washington's headquarters some
place about. Wen find it."
| Now. believe it or not. there's not
| a single place between Princeton and
/ Trenton where even the old inhabit-
ants will tell you George Washington
spent a night. The hopes of the
scribblers ran high when they came
to the old Green home in Lawrence
| vile. which a passerby graVely in
formed them was very hysterical
house" but Mrs. Samuel Hamill, who
lives there and was reviewing tht
parade with her children from the
front lawn. said disguised like when
approached:
General Washington? No, indeed
The Hessians spent the night here
once but that's all"
Lose Interest In History.
The correspondents decided 1t was
also enough and did not pursue thei
inquiries further.
Ed Van Wyck. who's sort of aide
to General Jones, a page, chaser anC
factotum. heaved a long sigh of re-
lief yesterday just before the gang
pulled into Lawrenceville, when HI
saw neat but commodious anC
speedy automobile, manned by al
aged, stout gentleman of benevolen
mien, hove into view
Twas no other than Alphons
Major of Brooklyn. He makes
much advertised brand of cement