New Britain herald., 1924-04-26

The late William r. Delaney whose recent death grieved so many hun dreds, was known by his intimates as a man of great generosity of spirit. Even in the face of disappointments l he could see a thing from the other | fellows angle.
 Nine years ago when he was can didate for the postmastership there was spirited contest among all can didates for the support of members Of the democratic town committee. It was assumed that the congressman from the district would be guided in his recommendation for postmaster by the advice of the town committee, as is usually the case.
 One of the members of the com mittee was asked by MT. Delaney to 1 support him. Sure l will, Bill," he said. If my name on paper means anything you can have it. l Two weeks later, the member ! learned that man with whom he worked every day and whom he great ly admired was also candidate for the postmastership. He learned this because his fellow worker came to l him and asked for support. He was deeply perplexed and explained that he had already promised his support to Mir. Delaney. The candidate asked i him to transfer his allegiance, which ], he refused to do.' Several days later he told MT. Delaney of the situation and received this reply. You work with You like him and he likes you. It is natural to suppose that you would have promised to sup port him if you knew he wanted to be postmaster before I asked you to support me. I'm going to help you out of your dilemma by releasing you from your pledge to me. Vote for him if this thing comes to vote. I won't feel a bit offended and we will be just as good friends"
 At that time the race was close. Every ounce of support counted: A vote one way or another might have tipped the scales. Yet big hearted "Bill' Delaney, with his great sense of justice, was willing to run the risk of. losing out by releasing a vote be- cause he thought a matter of honor, based on friendship, was involved.
 Herbert E. Erwin, the present post master, made many friends when he telegraphed to Washington and asked permission to close the post office during the hour of Mir. Delaney's fu- neral. It was a courtesy which all MT. Delaney's admirers appreciated. It showed that there is something bigger than politics. Even though Washington, In its politest official language, advised against such . course, MT. Erwins thoughtfulness made lasting impression.
 Conspicuous by his absence last Saturday at Bristol's glorious dedica- tion of its s20,o00 monument in honor of its former service men, was Park Commissioner Albert F. Rockwell, donor of the land on which the new high school is located and through which the Memorial Boulevard runs. Apparently in the hustle and hustle of the celebration preparations, an invitation to Bristol's benefactor was forgotten and when asked about the oversight, some of the committee members felt that Mir. Rockwell was not entitled to any more of an invita- ton than the ordinary citizen, fnas- much as pressure of business duties caused his resignation from the me- morial committee a short time before the actual observance got under way. A Al and all Bristol wondered as Mir. Rock wells popularity because of his gifts to the city in Rockwell park and the site Of the high school and boulevard is well known. No one has offered an explanation except that Mr. Rock wells other engagements kept him from attendance but some unkind citf- zens have said that 1t was a personal disagreement with several members of the committee, which kept him away. His absence was keenly felt by Bristol Tn general and especially by the for mer service men, as his gifts set in motion the handsome Testimonials to the veterans.
 Epitaphs on old tombstoncs are al- ways interesting and, to the modern mind, frequently amusing. The prac- tice of chiseling epitaphs on the tombs of the "dear departed" is more common in Englapd, despite the fact that Americans /credit Englishmen with having little sentiment or humor.
 The Observer has been presented with a number of epitaphs found by a sojourner in the Fright Little Isle" which are reprinted with the hope that they will entertain as well as interest readers of this column. Here lie the bones of William Jones. Who when above collected bones; But Death, that bony, grizzly spectre, That most amazing bone collector, Has boned poor Jones so snug and
 tidy
 That here he lies in bona fide."
 Bideford, Devon. Here under the stone
 Lie Ruth and old John,
 Who smoked all his life,
 And so did his wife;
 And now there's no doubt
 But their pipes are out
 Be it said without joke
 That life is but smoke,
 Though you live 10 four score 'Tis a whin and no more"
 By a parson of Marnhuli upon his clerk, John Warren, who died in i725, aged 94 years.
 In Marnhull, Dorset. .gJefe lies the body of John Walker, A industrious working man,
 But not coyetous of gain,
 A cheerful good companion,