Norwich bulletin., 1922-01-28
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Dear Corherites: My pen has been |
laid away since Practical Polly gave |
me the knockout a. while ago. You re- |
member, she had been roaming in the |
by7ways of Canterbury till she saw red |
lights. Yes, / know, where the cider
brandy stills we're located in that town,
but l Keep away from them ana avoid
the red lights
l have been much interested In the
reminiscent letters Sent iii By Pefsis,
Bug, and lola. l know who lola is, but
who are you Bug and Persis? COME over
to. the meetings at Franklin Hall. We
want to meet YOU and We win assure you
good time. lola why don't you come?
Backusville tpart Of Canterbury was
| once a thriving little corner Of the
| town. 1t, had a foundry, store and a
| niimber of dwelling houses. | was born
i, that part Of the town. Ny parents
left there when 1 was five weeks old,
and 1 have never seen that part of the
y.ackpsville, has nearly gone OF. the map.
tjh, dear! This must have all happen
Cd more than twenty years ago.
Did any of the sisters ever hear OF
the Captain Clark family? They lived
On what has been known for many years
Is the Littlefield place. The Clark fam
lily came from Boston, and 1t was said
the captain attended the Boston Tea
'arty. He never advertised it. The
family consis ID of the captain. two
aughters and three grandchildren. One
If the. daughters (Sophie) married
squire Frost. and one of the grandchll-
aren was Macdonald Clark, Called the
mad poet. 1 will enclose few lines
from his, pen, which have a great deal
Of truth In them.
1T is all in vain; for us to wish.
! Our persons first, must be forgotten.
, For. poets are like sinking fish,
They never shine TIL rotten
II Captain Clark lived to the ripe age 8
one hundred Years, and in his will, be
/ queathed some French spoliation claim
/ Sfesn. 1t Is only few years since the,
received the. money. If 1t had ,draNi
: interest what 4 neat sum would fav
: i ma / New York psptf In han
fWh.5) Of March IL; 1914, At the to
|, Of the frst page, 1t teads, place. 4 VIII
I in every hand; to Lash the Rascal
1 Naked through the Land"
4 From the same paper, take the To-
r lowing: On the Death of Macdonal
4 clark, by william Smelling:
4 Ehe FIRE blazed up-it was the dyin
= spark;
r ,ihd in a moment, all was rhurky dark.
: POOR Mac the victim q worthle,
Il whim,
q Still art thou happy, IL Compared I
him.
: The heartless homicide, the mIrderoi
d wretch,
+ Who kept thy tortured nerves upon II
n Who made Thy ~fstcbsdnsss. his spo
1T and play
y IThtii thy tSrGbSins heart at last ga,
d. way.
5 iiest in thy early grave, poor martyr,
m While he, who slew tSss futkisssiy liv
d. on,
lie forever may he draw the vital b,sath.
ID I'he slave Of Conscience and a livir
ch death.
he l;hould none but 1 upon thy virtu
10 dwell,
re IN make them pu6iic, for 1 knew the
ig we'll
e Despite thine phantasii:. it must i
l rhy heart was tatitness, il not Il
iiike the lone turtle, when his mate
irhou livsd'st In sorrow and thou died
In PAIN.
L. and thy friends hand mixed the tat
81 dart,
81 That ranking, festertd, IN thy brok
is heart.
Chou'rt happy no%-thy faults are
forgiven,
In the, blest mansions 81 thy natl
NJ heaven.
think I hear our ienisnt editor. A
tie sisters. say enough. 50 1 win cld
with best wishes to all.