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For the entire length of Monmouth county the families within a mile of the bay shore are nearly all engaged in the business of making these decorations at this season. Four miles from Keyport is the town of Keansburg which now surpasses the former place in this industry. Neighbors are referred to as "making" or "not making" and numbers of new faces appear in the town, attracted by the industry from the north, south, and west. The wages paid are not high but anyone who can "make" can always find a position during the busy season. |
Willows are gathered in quantities from the marshes with which frames for wreaths are made, but the trade in rattan is probably the most benefited, as nothing else will give such satisfaction in making the frames for hearts, anchors, and other decorations of this kind. |
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Gleamed the red sun athwart the misty haze Which veiled the cold earth from its loving gaze, Feeble and sad as hope in sorrow's hour - But for thy soul it still hath warmth and power; Not to its cheerless beauty wert thou blind; To the keen eye of thy poetic mind Beauty still lives, though nature's flowrets die, |
And wintry sunsets fade along the sky! And naught escaped thee as we strolled along, Nor changeful ray, nor bird's faint chirping song. Blessed with a fancy easily inspired, All was beheld, and nothing unadmired; From the dim city to the clouded plain, Not one of all God's blessings given in vain. — Hon. Mrs. Norton. |