The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1913-03-14

w WnOle story as
you see it, in
your own way!" Such were the in
structions given by The Citizen to
me; and turning my back on Homes
dale and dear old Wayne" l set my
face towards Wilkes-Barre to carry
out the instructions.
At Peckville the editor of the
Journal was urged to go along, and
shortly after o'clock on Sunday
morning found us at the Laurel Line
station in Scranton. We missed the
tunnel car, but the ride is such de-
lightful one that stop at every sta
tion only adds to the pleasure of the
trip.
At Inkerman station one gets de-
lightful panoramic view of the Sus-
uuehanna river, the broad valley, the
low mountains to the west, Camp
bells ledge to the north, and the viii
lage of Wyoming almost in calling
distance. 1t did not require much
of a strain of the imagination to
bring up vivid pictures of the events
that transpired there not so very
many years ago, and which Hon.
John E. Barrett so recently describ-
ed in his matchless local romance of
1leu ouduOW. Again nClC IhO
grain fields on fire; again were the
Indians pursuing their victims as
they vainly sought to escape; again
was the tragedy at Queen Esther S
rock taking place; again was the sig
nal fire blazing from the summit of
Dial Rock; and not far from this
very point John Zadock assisted
Naomi and her mother across the
river, and they must have landed
on the east side not far from Inker-
man, along with other refugees who
fed across the mountain to the
dreary depths of the 6 Shades Of
DEATH" far away towards the rising
sun.
On Wilkes-Barre Streets
After Many Years.
The city clocks were just booming
out the hour of ten when we left the
station on East Market street and
turned our faces towards the Square
where used to stand the LuZerne
county court house. The gray pile
of bricks was removed long ago, and
the Square is now delightful little
gem of park. Across the left side
of the park we hasten, then turn to
the left down South Main street.
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direction is concerned; but how un-
familiar as far as old familiar
faces are concerned. There isn't a
trace of thirty-six years ago to be
seen, so far as business houses do
any figuring in this " DER true tale"
The buildings are so much taller;
gthe windows talk to you with their
modern offerings of everything that
glitters and glints; there is a bold
ness about it all that gives you the
feeling that you are being shouted
at, and you feel like putting your
fingers in your ears to shut out the
imaginary noise, and to close your
eyes that you may not look at the
things that are looking at you SO
unwinkingly.
Somewhat Descriptive of
Wilkes-Barre Streets.
Wilkes-Barre blocks are long af-
fairs. 1t means something when a
Wilkes-Barrean says he is going to
" take little run around the block. "
In length they are about one thous-
and feet, and that would make about
five blocks to the mile; and yet, be-
fore we had travelled down South
Main to Northampton street we
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ther on as the crowd of people be-
came more dense. Thirty-siX years
ago we might have stopped at the
corner of Northampton street where
Engle, the druggist, sold soda water.
There is no longer any Engle, the
druggist, to be found there.
Down another thousand feet we
reach what used to be called the
Landmesser building, on the corner
of South street. On the second floor
used to be two printing offices, both
owned by Louis Landmesser. One
was for the publication of German
paper, and the other was the outfit
that the late G. Ben Johnson moved
from Schuylkill> county and used in
publishing what was known as a
" labor paper" The paper was call
ed The Wcrkingman." 1t was in
tensely partisan, and supported some
candidate that was before the public
asking for votes, and it supported
him with both feet" Unfortunate
ly Johnson became indebted, or in
Volved, or something or other, and
while he was out spell binding" a
job was put up on him. The express
sion is called " framed up" nova
days. When the " forms were
ready to be put to press a lengthy
editorial Ben had written was lift
ed from the forms" and another
one of equal length was substituted
in its place-an article advocating
equally as earnestly, (and giving
reasons aplenty), the election of the
candidate Ben wanted to defeat.
Then the press was started, with old
'' Welcome" the blind negro, turning
the drive wheel of the machine with
all his might. 1t was hoped and ex-