Evening journal., 1913-07-01
TRUE STORY OF WAR TIME
A Transportation.
Mary Ella Michener Hopes.

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His locks we're turned TO grey;
He was very worn and weary
So he brushed tear away
Bis thoughts we're turning backward,
To days long past and gone.
When he was loved and cherished
In his own ancestral home.
Nov upon the wayside
He must wander alone
With none to comfort or cheer
And no place to call home.
Move on" was the salutation
He received upon the street.
For he was called a tramp"
BY all whom he did meet.
He slept in any nook or corner,
That sheltered him from the Wind;
There passed his restless nights
Morning came, it was the same /
again.
ADHit kCl dlAHr Win fNhf
Some one said, giving him poke.
The policeman soon observed
He could not move, his leg was
broke.
<pont you see he can't get up2"
Said a sweet girl near at hand.
Whose sympathy had been awakened,
eHe cannot obey your command"
Where does he live? the same voice
said
With a tremor in its tone;
With deep regret did he reply
"Oh miss. l have no home"
bro the hospital he was taken;
The ambulance was near at hand,
Mhcre ne was made az comfortable
40 possible by willing hand.
1Ii1 face lit up with a happy smile;
When he was thoroughly jathed
and dressed
p feel that I'm in heaven the WHILE
lie said when laid on the he'd TO
rest.
P'I am 40 happy now
I do not feel my pain:
sArd II did I should not nina
A glimpse Of paradise to fnd."
"a heavy cold had settled on his lungs
When ended in pneumonicS
And though SO carefully cared for,
They knew that he must pass away
Tho sweet young girl was still his
friend,
She stood beside his bed;
Ho thanked her for her kindness.
Az she laid her hand upon his head.
n5o asked for book containing old
papers,
Which was IN his coat pocket;
Ard when It was brought to him
10 took out gold chain and loclzet.
Showing tho papers unto the young
girl,
Ho asked her 10 keep them until he
was dead.
And 70 femomter him as they pic
fuFod him,
Not ns she had seen him (whon they
were read)
,fsS0W tho end being near at hand
The events OF his life before him
passed,
in deiiriun he seemed 20 Issue a COM
mand
To his men to stand calmly to the
last,
gt was discovered in the battle of
Gettysburg,
An officer of rant he had been,
nnd with these words he fell back
exhausted
rive must rest, we need food, we arc
tired, hungry men"
aiis mother and brother seemed 20
welcome him,
fThey dreaded so to parD
kThen with outstretched arms he cries,
cMy Mary" and pressed her TO his
Heart
sNaiie waiting stan 20 hear
What else {he might have 10 say,
Twin the words "Mary," "Bennle,"
lie passed from earth away,
We 3eepec into the gold ioeket,
He'd placed about his neck with
care.
And there we saw baby's curl,
And lock Of gold brown hair.
An officer OF high rank.
In the late war he had been.
aHy papers this We iearnedl
Respected by ali those who knew
him.
But misfortune had aHsaiied him,
And friendg had proved untruei
nnd with the loss OF wife and child,
He lost his courage, too.
Uhe Grand Army claimed his body,
And where he lies, @ modest stone
marks the resting place Of him who
fought
A gallant hight, for his country, hii
honor and his own.
November 20. 1892.
EZEKIEL r. BARBER DEAD.
Ezekiel X. Barber. for q number o.
years a prosperous buslne6s man II
West Chester, formerly a resident o
Newark, this State, and az one time NJ
expert spinner and wool worker, diel