Palisadian. [volume] (Cliffside Park, N.J.) 1906-current, 1916-10-07
Village Gossip

Randolph Brown is ready for
getaway to Princeton University
where he is entered to start October
9. He will leave to-day, and goes
with the affectionate good wishes of
a host of friends in Palisade and else
where. He doubtless will make fine
record, as he is that kind of a chap
all. Maybe some Princeton records
will go by the board when Randolph
gets started, for he has already won
his spurs on the track as fast run
ner, and when he gets his head set
for winning, he seldom plays second
fiddle to anybody. Same way in his
studies. Go to it Randolph.
DR.. Hunters borders of saliva
are blaze of red beauty, especially
in the late afternoon with the sun
firing them up with added brilliancy.
Pretty hard to beat.
These autumn afternoons find lots
of people walking in Palisade to en-
joy the seasons beauties which are
many at this time.
Last Saturday night the weather
man got busy and sent the mercury
downwards at rapid rate, and the
next morning the frost king was
around in all the low places and some
of the high ones.
Freddie Bull may not be able to
drive car as yet, but he can toot
the horn quite Justify, and dosen't
hesitate to do it when papa is inside.
There are so many automobiles now
in Palisade that the real record must
be broken.
The E. Yancey Cohens have re-
turned to Palisade from their sum-
mer home at Meriwold Park, Sullivan
county, N. Y, and are now ensconced
in their Brook lane home, "Eastcliff. !"
The late opening of the public
school was cause of delight that
had to have an ending sometime.
Postmaster George Stabel says it
feels like a different thing to be in
the Third Glass of postoffices.
The Mccartney family is to turn
to Palisade to live. The daughter,
Miss Flossie, recently wed, will re-
turn with the family, the young
couple living here, also. And little
Artie, they say, has grown half an
inch taller, and still sings like a
canary.
Mr.. and Mrs. J. Guyon Clark, of
Staten Island, called on Mr.. and
Mrs. Charles T. Logan last Sunday.
Last Sunday was Communion Day
at Trinity Episcopal Church, Grant
wood, and several Palisadians at
tended. Rev. Montgomery gave a
very Jealous treatment of the cause
of the Episcopal Church and what it
stands for and why. AS usual his
sermon was gem. The vested choir
was on hand some twenty-five strong,
with Mr.. w. S. B. Dana at the organ.
The music was very fine indeed, and
added greatly to the impressiveness
of the service.
Last Sunday developed in Ander
son avenue at least two fools who
wanted all sides of the road a one
time, and only miracle proven ed
collision each time. The law itsElf is
the only means of killing off the
chump auto driver. And every
,,other's son of them who makes an
ass of himself this way goes on
giggling over it. Watch 'em.
Nearly all the Bradys were at the
farm last Sunday. A delightful day.
The Palisade Fairgrounds are a
never-ending source of joy for the
sketch artist in oils who go there be-
cause of the slight elevation which
gives an elegant pitch to whatever
composition they may pick out of the
landscape. One of them sat last
week near the site of the burnt
grandstand and got an ideal bit of
scenery made up of the two big oaks
near the left field foul line, one form
ing the middle foreground, with a
touch of autumnal color on it, the
other bit back of the middle ground
with the. boughs hanging into the
left corner of the canvas. The young
artist got a very CHEEKY little picture.
Teddy Baldamus has been enjoying
kite-hying recently with his father
or rather the father has been having
most of the fun himself. Also Prof.
Rautenstrausch likes kite-fying a
little bit better than most people and
allows his little son to look on while
he does the work of elevating the
kite and the boys hang around.
Palisade had one kite twelve feet
high few years ago that required a
quarter-inch cord to hold it. 1t was
an Eddy made by the Logans.
The little chaps of the Palisade
public school are enjoying the delight
FL Octoho, Lotto afternoons down at