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Here ts one of those rare books that, like a fragrant flower seen by the wayside, has found its way out of tts obscuring surroundings, and thus has not “‘wasted tts sweetness on the desert air.’ The people of Paterson and the State of New Jersey have been enlightened and delighted, during many years, by the printing, in The Paterson Morning Call, of the prectous treasures of in- formation and delight from the voluminous writings of Joseph Rydings. Carl Schondorf has re-published many of them in his popular weekly column on “Country “Walks in Many Fields.’’ Thus, those reproduced have been read and admired, and have benefited thousands of readers. Some of them and many other gems of “Rydings Writings’ have been collected for this historic volume.

What an heirloom Joseph Rydings, the “‘leader’’ of the Paterson Rambling Club, founded in 1904, has left to this city and to thts state! This book will enrich our literature, and thousands of people, nature students, botanists and others interested tn our city’s beautiful rural surroundings, who read these delightful and tnstruc- tive pages will feel grateful, that this humble and revered man and great naturalist has lived in our midst.

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The Paterson Rambling Club Inspecting Art Treasures -

Anarchy in America - - -

Mr. Rydings in Reminiscent Mood Ramblers at Spring of Dunkerhook

Ramblers at Haledon oils










A Pilgrimage to the Place Where Hamilton Fell

Thanksgiving in the Woods




Ramblers’ First Hike of the Spring Season

Some Recollections of Madison Avenue

An Historic Dundee Ford. - ‘The Beauties of the Notch - Woods Are Beautiful - - The Ramblers at Caldwell - The Ramblers Visit Suffern Ramblers at Oakland - -


















Historic Old Stone Church at Paramus

Springtime Journey to the Glacial Rock






Spring Flowers Greet Ramblers at Sicomac

Rambling Club at Glen Rock


Experiences Along Beaten Paths ‘The Passaic Falls Years Ago and Now

A Trip to High Mountain - A Ramble to Deep-Brook Glen


Ramble to Squaw Brook Valley











How Joseph Rydings Spent a Rainy Day







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Rural ramble, by the bramble, Over the mountain, by the brook; Through the fairy woods we'll scramble, In the field or shady nook.

Fragrant flowers, the fields adorning, Dewdrops glitt’ring on each spray, Whisper in the breeze “Good morning, Hither come each summer day.’’

Leave behind all toil or sorrow, Nature’s sweets shall banish care,

With the sunshine come tomorrow Health is free as mountain ait.

Babbling streams then sing your greeting, Crimson leaves bestrew our way. Merry men and maidens meeting, Welcome to our club today.

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The Paterson Rambling Club

~.| HE Paterson Rambling Club, which has now be- “41 come such a popular organization, was formed September 15th, 1904, when a meeting was con- vened by Philmer Eves to talk over the proposi- tion. ‘The idea had its inception in the spring of that year, when a number of interesting and most en- joyable outings were taken with Joseph Rydings, by a few friends, including Mr. Eves, in the mountains and woods around Paterson.

Joseph Rydings, whose delightful articles are so much enjoyed, was an ardent lover of Nature, interested in botany, entomology and other pleasant subjects, and he rendered those few earlier spring walks very attractive _and popular. His breezy and cheery articles in the public papers had long been enjoyed by all classes of readers.

Mr. Rydings was one of the ablest pioneers who could have been found for the position which he held as the Club’s leader, and the founder of the Club, Philmer Eves, had had years of experience as leader of a similar club in the old country. It was Mr. Eves who originated the idea in Paterson and who called the first meeting to adopt measures for the formation of a rambling club. The idea was decided upon in his mind while taking a winter morning’s ramble, or rather a very early spring morning's ramble in the Notch mountains with Mr. Rydings and John Hartmeier, Jr., editor of the ‘‘Pater- sonian.”” It was on that same day that the dilapidated hut or hermitage of old Nicholas Murphy was discovered in the lonely recesses of the cedar and pine woods, far from all human habitations, where the poor old jilted lover had nursed his sorrows for the long period of forty years all



alone. He had, only two days before that time, been re- moved from his wet and cheerless arbor, suffering from pneumonia and was taken by some friends to the Passaic County Almshouse.

His readers will remember the description given by Miss Susan Contesse in one of her articles, about the rude haunt of poor old Murphy and about the romantic history of this remarkable recluse. It may be remarked in passing that subsequent visits by the Ramblers to this secluded dell showed the long-used cook- ing utensils and a part of the clothing of the solitary hermit scattered in all directions around the ruins of the almost obliterated hut.

An account of the pleasant outings enjoyed by the Club since September, 1904, when the Club was formally organized, would fill several volumes of deeply interesting reading, as it would deal with delightful descriptions of the enchanting rural rambles over High Mountain, along the mountain range extending over to Preakness, and in the woods and fields and beautiful scenes of various parts of Passaic and Bergen Counties. It would take in a comprehensive dissertation on the native flowers, shrubs and plants which grow in such lovely and fragrant pro- fusion on every hand around our city, and would give much interesting information and detail regarding the geology and the ornithology of the neighborhood. ‘The members have discovered and brought to light many an old and almost forgotten homestead or landmark, and they have been warmly and cordially welcomed in the woods or pastures or the mountains of landowners in all direc- tions, to the cheering delight of the farmers and bucolic residents of the various localities visited.

There is another happy feature connected with the Club’s purposes. It is at times when members are sur-



rounded by the glory of the scenery or resting in some lovely and flowery spot in the woods where the beauties of the autumnal foliage inspire a feeling of delight and poetry that appropriate recitations from Shakespeare are heard, and where other poetry of a pastoral nature is re- cited. It is also on occasions such as these that music is enjoyed and happy choruses are sung by the Club.

On each of the journeys the members study the woodland flowers and foliage, pick up specimens of fossil rock, revel in the scenery and in the grandeur of the autumn woods. On each occasion the ‘‘Ode of Welcome,”’ composed by the founder, is sung, and altogether the weekly meetings are greatly enjoyed.

The first ramble to High Mountain took place under the most favorable weather conditions. Mr. Buschmann accompanied the party and generously brought a carriage which conveyed the refreshments to the top of the moun- tain, where a memorable meeting was held in the woods. The woodland scenery of High Mountain was greatly en- joyed, and the flowers and plants which grew along the footpaths were explained by Joseph Rydings. Recita- tions from Shakespeare and other poetry was given, and altogether a most delightful time was shared by all the members. |

The second ramble took place on Saturday, Septem- ber 24th, when by the kind invitation of Catholina Lam- kert, the owner of ‘‘Belle Vista,’’ the Club visited the castle on Garret Mountain. Mr. Lambert personally met the party and conducted them through the Italian gardens, and afterwards through the picture galleries and private tooms of the mansion, describing the art treasures and curiosities of his vast and magnificent collection. At his invitation, the Club members joined in singing the ‘‘Ode of Welcome,’’ and a copy was presented to Mr. Lambert



as a poetic symbol of the Club’s appreciation and grati- tude for the great privilege extended to the Club.

On October 2d, a ramble was taken to the lovely woods around Arcola, and was also greatly enjoyed on account of the beauty of the autumn foliage, which on this day was in full glory. Many fine specimens of botany were discovered and brought away, and a number of flowers and plants unknown to some of the members were revealed and explained by the able and deeply- aes leader, Mr. Rydings.

The Club then held another meeting on outete 5th; the brief rules which the founder had drawn up for consideration were adopted, and the tenor of these rules is fittingly expressed in the concluding paragraph, which provides that ‘‘the leader's suggestions be respected at all times, and members of the Club will add to the general enjoyment and benefits of the rambles by keeping to- gether, following the chosen paths and acting cheerily in accordance with the general arrangements, always remem- bering that the highest pleasure consists in making each other happy.” The object of the Club, is the healthful and delightful study during rural rambles, of botany, geology and kindred subjects. “The idea was promulgated by Philmer Eves, who has always taken a deep interest in Nature studies and in country walks.

The suburbs of Paterson are so famous for their beautiful scenery, both mountainous and woodland, that it is surprising that more of Paterson’s citizens do not avail themselves of the proximity of these lovely places to enjoy more frequently the beauties and charms of Nature, but it is felt that the Rambling Club is doing much good, not only to its individual members, but in a way of attracting attention to outdoor recreation and country walks generally.



Two pretty poems have been composed by Mr. Eves, an ‘‘Ode of Welcome’ was first sung by William Busch- mann at the Club’s memorable meeting under the large chestnut tree on top of High Mountain, when he so en- thusiastically introduced Haydn’s “Hymn to the Em- peror’ to the words of the Ode. This melody has been adopted ever since and is a great favorite with the members.

The doings of the Paterson Rambling Club after its inauguration, had been followed with so much interest by the public that a resume of the Club’s meetings during the first season must certainly be chronicled.

One of the Club’s most delightful and memorable outings was enjoyed on October 30th, 1904, when about forty members took a ramble over the Notch Mountain. On the way they called at the beautiful residence of William B. Gourley, where the party was photographed on the picturesque lawn. The ‘Ode of Welcome’ was sung, and Mr. Gourley cordially welcomed the Ramblers and extended his good wishes. It was a glorious day of sunshine, and as the party journeyed through the dense cedar woods in the neighborhood of the Notch reservoir they came across the remains of the hermitage or hut of old Nicholas Murphy, the recluse who had lived in that secluded woods alone for forty years. The history of this remarkable character had attracted considerable at- tention on account of the love romance attached to the story, and the Ramblers saw all that was left of the old man’s rude and dilapidated habitation. On this delight- ful ramble the witch hazel was at its best, and Mr. Rydings, the esteemed leader, explained the uses and the medicinal virtues of the beautiful tree. Lunch was taken on the top of the precipitous and romantic cliff known as Washington’s Rock, and the members will never forget



the glorious view as seen from that elevated spot in the clear and bracing atmosphere.

Another red-letter day was November Ist, when over fifty of the members enjoyed the hospitality and the cordial welcome of the Pica Club, the local press club, in its handsome rooms in the Colt building. Here a social evening was spent, and refreshments, music and dancing made a delightful time.

One of the pleasant features of the evening was the reading by Philmer Eves of a sketch prepared by him, containing the history of the Club. Mr. Eves read as follows:

“The short history of the Paterson Rambling Club is a history of success, popularity and delightful rambles. Two days ago thirty-seven members of our club shared the never-to-be-forgotten ramble over the mountains and Washington’s Rock to the Great Notch and Little Falls. As we sat on the summit of those elevated cliffs and looked down upon the fertile valley of Richfield, and then away beyond over the surrounding country which was bathed in the glorious sunshine of one of the last of October's brightest days, we felt the inspiring influence of the thrilling charms surrounding us.

“It was when taking a romantic ramble in the same beautiful region, when the ice and snow of a hard winter was being gradually replaced by the genial sunshine and the budding trees of early spring accompanied as we were by our esteemed friend and leader, Mr. Rydings, and John Hartmeier, Jr., that the idea was developed in my mind regarding the formation of a rambling club for Paterson. We advisedly allowed the warm summer months to go by and the annual vacations to be all ended before we took steps to convene the preliminary meeting. You all re- member that happy first meeting on September 15th, of



the present autumn, when Mr. Rydings genially accepted the leadership, and when our respected fellow member, William Buschmann, gladdened us at the outset by giving us the freedom of his High Mountain territories, and by offering to escort the members of our Club on the first ramble.

“And who of us meeting here tonight, who reveled in that glorious outing and meeting in the woods of High Mountain, will ever forget the joyful feeling of healthy exhilaration and delight as we listened to recitations of appropriate poetry from the immortal Shakespeare, or as the sparkling embers of our Gypsy fire crackled a merry accompaniment to the first singing of our ‘Ode of Wel- come, or as we gazed upon the magnificent panorama from the mountain top. We realized indeed that it was good to be members of the Rambling Club, and that henceforth we should be able to look back with a fond recollection of a happy day and enjoy the cheering pros- pect of other happy outings to come. And who among us will ever be able, even if we desired to do so, to erase from the memory the enchanting experience and impres- sions of the wonders of Lambert’s Castle? We felt the poet's comparison of art and nature, so beautifully ex- pressed by Cowper in ‘The Task,’ where he Says:

‘Lovely indeed the mimic works of art;

And Nature’s works far lovelier. I admice, None more admires, the painter’s magic skill, Who shows me that which I shall never sce, Conveys a distant country into mine,

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The cheering fragrance of her dewy vales. And music of her woods—no works of man May tival these, these all bespeak a power Peculiar, and exclusively her own— Beneath the open sun she spreads the feast; ’Tis free to all—'tis every day renewed; Who scorns it starves deservedly at home.’

“Thus in the very early period of our second ramble had it been our happy lot as a young club to enjoy both the beauties of art and the glories of Nature.

‘Another short week of happy recollection and eager expectation brought us all together in the autumn woods of Arcola, where the splendor of the gorgeous sweet gum trees and the loveliness of the blue gentian flowers are still so fresh and delightful to one’s memory.

‘“‘And let me ask the small and enthusiastic few who, after an early morning of threatening rain, went out to Little Falls and felt the inspiration of Nature’s charms as we saw the variegated tintings of the foliage illuminated in the unexpected sunshine and glorified by the sparkling of the myriads of dewdrops glittering on each spray—is it not very pleasant indeed to recall that charming ramble and that beautiful morning along the Passaic River?

The sweet recollection of the giant tree and the luscious spring of Dunkerhook, and the ramble home along the country lanes in the golden gloaming of a lovely Saturday, is still and will ever be to those who were there, ‘A thing of beauty and a joy forever.’

“And ‘old men and maidens, young men and chil- dren’ will often think in the time to come, of the clear October skies, the bracing atmosphere and the romantic scenery around Indian Rock, and of the fairy-like and lovely glen where we all formed in a ring and sang, so


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heartily the song of our Club. ‘There are those among us who have, on more than one occasion, expressed the delight which they have realized in our rambles, and who have felt that their lives were brighter and their health better, because they have been connected with our merry patty whose object is to enjoy country walks together, and to study the charms of Nature as presented in the flowers and the trees, the mountains and the valleys, the by-ways and fields surrounding this good old town of Paterson.

I will close these few reminiscences by saying, that I hope we shall long be spared individually and asa Club, that we may enjoy the benefits and pleasures of these de- lightful country outings and happy meetings for many years to come.”

Among the members who joined the Club at its meeting on November 28th, were the Mayor of Paterson, William H. Belcher, ex-Mayor John Hinchliffe, and Miss Jeanette Vermorel, the talented young violinist.

A few honorary members were also elected at that meeting, namely: Mrs. Edwin Simonton, Miss Marion T’. Meagher, Catholina Lambert, William Meagher, Con- gressman Hughes and Colonel W. H. Rogers.

The principal event in connection with the doings of the Club during the first season was the most successful banquet held at Brunner’s, on December 15th, 1904, when over one hundred members and guests partook of an ex- cellent dinner and enjoyed one of the merriest evenings ever spent by the Club. The floral and electrical decora- tions were elaborate and very beautiful.

Philmer Eves, the president of the Rambling Club, was surprised during the merriment of the evening by being presented with a handsome gold locket, containing the photographs of himself and Mrs. Eves and _ their

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youngest son, thus showing the evident popularity of the Club and its founder.

Stirring addresses were given by Dr. Phin, Colonel Rogers, Judge Kerr, William Buschmann, Alfred Neu- berger and others, and song and music kept the Ramblers happy until midnight.

The “Ode of Welcome’ and the ‘Parting Song” never sounded more harmonious or inspiring than on that festive occasion.

Joseph Rydings, the Club’s veteran leader, enter- tained the company by an encouraging and delightful address.

Some of the guests had come long distances in order to show their appreciation of the objects of the Rambling Club, and Mayor Belcher and Catholina Lambert and others sent letters expressive of their regret at being unable to be present.

The last meeting of the Club, for the season of 1904, was held in the Mayor’s office, in the City Hall, by kind invitation of Mayor Belcher. The “Ode of Wel- come’ was sung heartily, and the president outlined the Club’s intentions for the spring season.

‘The special feature of the meeting that will never be forgotten by those who witnessed it, was the presentation to the Club of a new “‘spring song,’ by Miss Marion M. Henderson, who is known in Paterson as the poetic “Scottish Lassie.’ Miss Henderson, dressed in her Scotch plaid, addressed the meeting and personally recited the beautiful words of the song and gave some other poetry of her own composition.

A number of the members addressed the meeting. Fred Campbell, one of the charter members, gave a vivid description of a lonely visit which he had made to the top of Garret Mountain at night to see the glorious effects of

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Among the new members enrolled was Max Schra- bisch, the able and interesting writer and student of geology. The acquisition of such a valuable new mem- ber as Mr. Schrabisch was appreciated, and a hearty wel- come was accorded our local and talented geologist.


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Inspecting: Art Treasures

GAD| N SATURDAY afternoon, September 24th, 1904, Hh) the members of the Paterson Rambling Club met at the City Hall loop at 2 o'clock, and boarded one of the Main Street trolley cars, their destina- tion being Lambert’s Castle, on the slope of Garret Mountain.

From the foot of Barclay Street the Club walked up the hill to the lodge, where a path was taken leading over the lawn to the castle. Half-way up the beautiful green slope the party sat on the carpet of closely cropped grass and was photographed by John F. Kerr, who had pro- cured permission for the visit. Harry C. Shelby arranged the members in an artistic group, with the officers of the Club and the ladies in the foreground.

Arriving at the castle, the party was met by Mr. Lambert, who received the club guests with a cordial and warmhearted welcome, giving them directions to “ramble” Over the great picture and art galleries, and to inspect the wonderful collection of art treasures from every corner of the globe.

Proceeding first through the long gallery to the italian gardens, other groups of the members of the Club were photographed with the splendid statuary forming the background.

Here the hospitable owner of the mansion again joined the party, making everyone feel welcome to see the wonders of his fine collection of curios, plants and flowers, and personally describing many of them to the large party gathered around him for information.

Proceeding next to the portrait gallery, Mr. Lambert described the paintings and gave the history of other por-



tions of his treasures. The long gallery contains many costly and exceedingly rare paintings by Rembrandt, - Titian, Sir J. Lawrence and others of the greatest masters.

Amid these marvels of ancient art imagination had full play, and the fanciful observer might wonder if, for instance, before the antique mirror some fair maiden in the time of George the Third had turned pale on hear- ing of the death of her gallant Tory lover in the war of the revolution. Could some ill-fated guest have risen from this black, oaken chair, after receiving the poisoned hospitality of the Borgias? Is it possible that over this quaintly carved table the jeweled hands of Charles’ loyalists passed the wine upon hearing that the bones of Cromwell had been dug out of their resting place and hung at Tyburn? From that oaken seat could it be pos- sible that some loyal subjects of Queen Elizabeth had risen to congratulate her friends on hearing of the defeat of the Armada? or how the gallant Drake was sweeping the Spanish seas?

With the faces of ancient courtiers and statesmen, kings and warriors, Dutch Stadtholders, burgomasters and aristocratic dames looking out vividly from the canvas, it was easy for imagination to people the magnificent halls with the ghosts of past ages and to blend the old world with the new, and wed antiquity to modern life.

This thought was exemplified when the kindly host applied the electric light to illuminate the beautiful face of the Madonna in Botticelli’s glorious painting—modern discovery and science lighting up the art and piety of the long distant past. Every reader of the New Testament recalled the story of the riot at Ephesus, as the genial owner paused before the statue of the great Diana and ex- plained the symbolic carving that ornamented the figure of the goddess, though modern taste might wonder what



there was about the lady to cause so much racket and dis- turbance in apostolic times, especially when one compared the dusky features of the Ephesian divinity with the charms of the Paterson ladies present.

Italian and Etruscan marbles, curious and unique urns, vases and pedestals, were shown and explained in detail, the history of some of them connected with the earlier life of the present envied possessor, being especially interesting. Electric lights and reflectors were again brought into requisition to illuminate and display the works of the great masters in clear detail. Astonishment and delight, intermingled with an interested appreciation of art, and coupled with the instruction kindly given by Mr. Lambert himself, rendered the visit and the privilege most enjoyable, enchanting and memorable. The mem- bers of the Club again and again showed their delight and interest as the various treasures were viewed and explained.

Passing from the portrait gallery, the host conducted the party to the breakfast room, kindly permitting an in- specton of one of the most remarkable and antique col- lections of art, brought, as Mr. Lambert explained, “‘a little from everywhere,” and arranged here into an artistic harmony of loveliness.

The delighted party was next invited to the draw- ing room gallery, where there is one of the most surpris- ing and numerous collections of valuable and magnificent pictures in the United States. The large painting repre- senting the sad and touching parting of Napoleon and Josephine was especially admired, as were also the minia- tures of the “‘Senses,’’ and the glorious works of Teniers, Rubens and many other world-famous artists of the old and modern schools.

The piano being open, Mr. Lambert generously sug- gested music and, by unanimous choice, the words of the



“Ode of Welcome,’’ composed by Philmer Eves, the founder and president of the club, were sung by William Buschmann to the melody of Haydn’s “‘ Hymn to the Em- peror,’ At Mr. Lambert’s request the piece was re- peated, and at the close of the song, in which the whole party joined, a copy was presented to the host as a poetic symbol of the Club’s gratitude and appreciation. Mr. Eves here took the opportunity to express his feelings, and, addressing Mr. Lambert, who stood at the head of the large group, explained the object of the Rambling Club, which was to study and enjoy all that is beautiful and lovely in nature, as well as in art. Mr. Lambert again expressed the pleasure he felt at the evident en- joyment of his welcome guests, and left upon the minds of the whole party an unmistakable opinion of an unsel- fish and noble minded master of all that is great and treasured in art.

From this apartment of luxuriance and beauty the party was escorted to the state dining room, in which there is a collection of beautifully carved black oak, silver and antique furniture and curios. The party then as- scembled in the spacious hall, in which, facing the entrance, a Cupid holds the symbolic motto of the owner of the castle in the one beautiful and expressive word, ‘‘Salve,’’ or welcome.

Here the keys of the observatory were handed to the guests, who proceeded up through the gardens and woods to the summit of the rocks. When all had assembled at the foot of the tower, the party unlocked the big iron- bolted door and ascended the long flights of iron stairs to the top, and looked out over one of the grandest pano- ramas of New Jersey. Here the members of the Club enjoyed the romantic scenery as viewed through the colored windows of the dome. ‘The opportunity thus to visit the



interior and the summit of this well known and picturesque landmark was also thoroughly appreciated, one of the party, an English literary man, exclaiming, ‘‘This alone is worth the three thousand miles of ocean travel.’’

From this tower, Mr. Rydings headed the party and fed the way over the rocks and through the cliff passes to the spot famous for its echo, which was distinctly heard. The whole party here sat down on the ledge of the mountain, and a number of recitations of poetry were given by Joseph Rydings, who contributed the appropri- ate legend of ‘““The Well of Saint Keyne,’’ besides which was equally enjoyed by all present.

After this enjoyable gathering on the mountain top the members of the club wandered at will over the rocks and through the woods, collecting and discussing speci- mens of botany and gathering bouquets of golden rod, autumn asters, immortelles and other wild flowers which cover the mountain and grow in profusion.

The delightful aroma of pennyroyal scented the mountain side, and the visitors wondered when they realized that the modest little plant spread such fragrance all around. The prickly pear cactus grew on the bleak portion of the rock, and nearby the twining stems of the bitter-sweet won the admiration of all. Other plants gathered were the herb, Robert Cranesbill, the jewel-weed, the sweet fern, the mountain sumach, and both the true and the false Solomon seal.

Reassembling at the tower, the party returned through the castle grounds, and forming in procession four deep, headed by the leader, the president and a sweet little child who joined in the ramble, marched down the driveway past the front of the castle to the lodge, where



a short, informal meeting was held to announce the next ramble.

On Saturday’s ramble to Lambert’s Castle the mem- bers of the Club wore red and white carnations, the favorite flower of the president of the Club, which it was suggested, could appropriately be adopted as the Club flower, the carnation signifying ‘‘admiration of Nature.”’

Those who enjoyed the privilege of this happy ramble were: Joseph Rydings, Philmer Eves, William Buschmann, Haledon; Horatio Whittaker, of Stockport, England; Bernard Taylor, Arthur Cliffe, George Banni- gan, John Campbell, chief of the Caledonians; Fred Campbell, Herbert Stamp, Nathan Decker, Harry C. Shelby, Herman Benz, John Barbarrow, Siegfried Butz, Thomas Farrer, Mrs. Barbarrow, Mrs. George Bannigan and daughter, Mildred; Mrs. L. Van Riper, Mrs. H. C. Shelby, Mrs. Philmer Eves, Mrs. O’Brien, Mrs. B. Taylor, Mrs. Begg, Mrs. Campbell, Miss Jeanette Vermorel, Miss V. Doyle, Miss Elizabeth Lamb, Miss Buschmann, Miss K. Hynes, Miss Kate Wilcox, Miss Margaret Wilcox, Miss Alice Wilcox, Miss Frances E. Farrar, Miss Lily Whittaker, Miss Annie Dyer, Miss Minnie Dyer and Miss Annie Begg.


Anarchy in America

[Text by Philmer Eves and Joseph Rydings: Re- printed from an issue of the Hoosier Magazine, published in Indianapolis, Ind., March, 1906. ]

NE of the most popular and widely known men of the State of New Jersey