The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1921-10-28
VISIT 10 FRIENDS In JERSEY
NV Dear Mr.. Editor:


It has been truthfully said that
no person should take journey oil
pleasure and sightseeing, without
dividing their joys with their neigh
bors. So, some time ago, / decided
to take a vacation; slip away from
the old home for awhile, and just
went while the notion was bright.
landed in Philadelphia where a
friend met me at the station. We
stepped into his waiting Buick, and
went to his Office where we remain
ed until lunch hour, when we went
over to the Reading Terminal
Restaurant, and took dinner with
that congregation of nabobs that
infest that place every meal time.
I spent the afternoon in talk, with
my old friend Major G.. w. Kearns,
a living relic of the Civil War-S1
years old Feb. %, 1921. He Is fine
company; mind still bright, and
vigorous, and fine talker; says,
himself that if he only had new
pair Of legs, he would be as good as
new, and I think he would. Toward
the late daylight time, OF the after
noon we crossed the river to Cam
den, and went out three miles south
to West Collingswood, which is one
of those beautiful small towns that
we SO often see in N. J. 1t is situ-
ated on White Horse Pike, with all
railroad and trolley and jitney at
tachments. Well, we stopped at
No. GA Grant Ave, and bolted in
without ringing the bell. They
seemed to be expecting me, for the
supper was ready and every one
gave me glad welcome, FOR it was
the homestead of Chas. c. McCar-
dell, and one of my best girls keeps
house for him, and does the cooking
too. After a night of rest, I arose
next morning and donneo my over
alls and slippers, ate my breakfast,
and located myself on the shaded
porch, where spent most OF the day
reading and watching the line OF
autos going to and fro on White
Horse Pike, where one hundred pass
hourly on their way to- or from At
lantic City. The next day, Thurs
day, we, went down to Glassboro to
see Wesley Chew and wife. We met
Wess alright, but the Mrs. was not
there, she had passed on" last
January. From Glassboro we went
to Elmer where we spent several
pleasant hours with the Kitchener
family, and got home about $50
p. m.
On Friday, Sept. 23rd, we motor
ed to Haddonfield to see my old time
boyhood friend Henry Albright; but
alas; to the vengeance of fate, my
old friend had received the summons
of the pale Reaper" and passed
on" last ary,-farewen dear
old friend, you had kind and noble
heart, and it was always resting in
the right place. May your Celestial
Home be on the right hand forever
On the next day, Saturday, Sept
oath, we, that is I mean Mr.. and
Mrs. G. c. McCardell and myself de-
cided to auto to Rosedale, small
town midway between Princeton
and Lauranceville, to visit some OF
our old friends. We left Ceilings
wood about Ais p. m. and arrived
at the very welcome homestead OF
A. w. McCardell about GAS, max
ing the fifty mile trip in about three
and one half hours, over the finest
kind of concrete roads. we found
the folks all in excellent health; and
they gave us one of their old time
glad welcomes. After remaining
with them all night, we went the
next morning, (taking A. w. along
for guide,) down to Lauranceville
where we called on Mrs. and Rev
Saml. Polk. We had a pleasant
short talk with those good friends
whom we were so glad to see, and ]
know that they were equally glad tc
have us call on them, but, as it was
getting near church hour; and We
were also crowded for time, we bid
them a very reluctant good bye, and
sped up to Princeton, where we
went around and viewed the historic
old town. We called on Hon" Joe
Miller, cousin of Mrs. C. C. Nc
Cardell, and then drove in on our
old friend Peter VanKirk and
family. They gave us quite {
friendly reception. And upon re
quest, Peter got his violin out;
tuned it up, and his granddaughter
played accompaniment OH piano,
and they gave us quite selection of
old, other day music, such as Hunt
the Sqirrel, Niger in the Woodpile
Ole Yep Coon, Arkansas Traveller
etc. After enjoying their grand old
music, with such ability at the bow
end, and after a faithful promise tc
Peter and family for another visit