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Pulitzer's cigar. In the middle of an eloquent passage from Paterson, Mr. Pulitzer rose, turned abruptly toward me, held out his hand, and said, "I'm very glad to have met you, Mr. Ireland; you have entertained me very much. Please come here to-morrow at eleven o'clock, and I'll take you out for a drive. Good-night." He took Paterson's arm and left the room. The door, like all the doors in Mr.
Major-General Robert Paterson, who was born at Strabane, Ireland, and was the son of a '98 man, saw service in 1812, and became major-general of militia in Pennsylvania, whence he went to the Mexican War. He also lived to serve in the War of the States.
This same report recites the fact that during the Silk Workers' Strike at Paterson, New Jersey, nearly 1,900 men and women were cast into jail without charge or reason.
There is no doubt the short residence of Major Burr with General Washington laid the foundation for those prejudices which, at a future day, ripened into hostile feelings on both sides. Judge Paterson thus writes him: New-Brunswick, July 22d, 1776.
And when the others went up the track he says, 'Get now, God damn your old soul, or I will kill you! I says, 'Sheriff, look here, you are a perfect gentleman, you are, to hit a fellow old enough to be your father. He made as if to hit me again and then Fellow Worker Love came back and says, 'Have a heart! I says 'You run, and he says 'No, they are not going to kill you while I am here. And Fellow Worker Paterson came back down the track and I says, 'What is the matter, Paterson, are you crazy?
Nor will you be able to attain high felicity until you experience such a union as I do. Mrs. Paterson is in tolerable health, and gives you her best respects. I wish her safely through the month of May, and then I shall be still more happy. When you come to Jersey I shall certainly see you. If I do not, it will be treason against our friendship. Peace is distant.
They were totally mistaken in their man. Under that cold outside the commissioner, Paterson, concealed a firm, manly, and fixed principle, a deciding intellect, and a feeling heart.
In the Gallery of Henry II. were to be distinguished a cluster of German Princes: the Grand Duke of Wuerzburg, who did not seem to sigh for his Grand Duchy of Tuscany, finding ample consolation in singing Italian pieces, for music was his passion; the Prince Primate of the Confederation of the Rhine, Archbishop of Regensburg, Sovereign Prince of that city and of Frankfort, who, in spite of his position in the church, joined the Emperor's hunt; Prince William of Prussia, who hoped by his devotion to alleviate the troubles of his country, and to modify the demands of the hero of Jena; the Prince of Mecklenburg-Schwerin, conspicuous for his formal German politeness; the young Prince of Mecklenburg-Strelitz. brother of the Queen of Prussia, less interested in the patriotic grievances of his sister, than in his assiduous court to the Empress Josephine, whose respectful platonic lover he was; the Prince of Baden, who, although the brother-in-law of the Emperor of Russia, the King of Bavaria, and the King of Sweden, was proud to have married a Mademoiselle de Beauharnais, daughter of a simple Senator of the Empire, with but one regret that his wife did not love him enough; Jerome, the young and brilliant King of Westphalia, apparently forgetful of Elisabeth Paterson, and full of mad love for his new wife, Princess Catherine of Wuertemberg.
As to news, must refer you to the newspapers, where you will get a large supply. I wish our printers did not deal so much in the marvellous. It is in vain for them to attempt copying Rivington. They had better stick to the truth. Yours, &c., Rariton, July 18th, 1780. Mr. Paterson went to Brunswick court this morning. The few lines by Dr.
Here a visit to the Schuyler copper mine may be profitably taken; and as I have written a full account of this locality in a previous portion of these articles, I will not reiterate it here, but refer to that paper. The mine, I might add, is only a mile north of the railroad station, and on Schuyler Avenue, a short distance north from its junction with the Jersey City and Paterson turnpike.
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