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NORTH SHORE BREEZE 
NORTH SHORE BREEZE 
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North Shore. 
Dog-days are here. 
And they came in right on time, 
too. 
July has this year beena real sum- 
mer month for the first time in three 
years. We accept it as a peace 
offering for the old-fashioned winter 
accorded us this year. 
With the beef strike in Chicago 
and the cotton strike in Fall River, 
we here on our beautiful North Shore 
still live on. But think of the poor, 
suffering crowds in the large cities 
these sweltering days, without means 
of supplying themselves with food. 
We are fortunate, indeed. 
How fortunate we are, here on the 
North Shore, to have so many beauti- 
ful beaches where we can hie our- 
selves on these hot days and seek the 
cool breezes. Unlike the beaches at 
many of the big resorts, we are not 
hampered by the crowds of pleasure 
seekers and tourists that would tend 
to destroy the quiet and serenity of 
our sands. 
Grace M, Brown. 
The Breeze is soon to publish an 
article from the pen of Grace M. 
Brown, editor and publisher of Essene 
Magazine, also one of the leading 
contributors to J/ind. 
Mrs. Brown is one of the foremost 
occult students in the world. Her 
contributions are sought by all the 
leading publications. She isa lecturer 
of note. Her home isin Denver, but 
at present she is summering with her 
family at Bayley’s Island, Me. 
- Beverly’s Need. 
A short time ago the BREEZE took 
occasion to speak of the dearth of 
tenements and rooms in the Garden 
City. This has been brought to our 
notice again rather forcibly this week. 
During the week a certain lady who 
has taken roomers gave them notice 
that she was soon to leave the city 
and that it would be necessary for 
them to look elsewhere for rooms. — 
It was found almost impossible to 
secure rooms in the city at any price, 
and places were obtained only after 
long search, and at rates that would 
be considered high, to say the least, 
in much larger cities. What is going 
to be done when the population of 
Beverly increases with the opening of 
the big plant of the United Shoe 
Machinery Company is a grave ques- 
tion. While the operatives will no 
doubt be cared for by the company, 
there is literally no place for the 
numbers of others who always follow 
the establishment of a new industry. 
Some time ago we urged the neces- 
sity of building more tenements rather 
than more business blocks, which 
seem to be rather a drug on the 
market. Today we would emphasize 
our former appeal. 
Ye Elder Brethren. 
When we see what a glorious time 
the “boys” have at their Elder 
Brethren picnic in Manchester, every 
year, we almost long to be on the 
‘shady side”’ ourselves. 
Fond as we are of the ‘luscious 
clam,” as Chauncy M. Depew terms 
‘em, we’d much rather sit and hear 
such men as Deacon Low tell about 
things that happened when he was a 
boy, nigh on to 96 years ago. 
It isn’t all of a reminiscent nature 
that Ye Elder Brethren talk, however. 
They talk politics—the politics of 
Roosevelt and Parker, and the pol- 
itics of John Quincy Adams and 
Andrew Jackson. 
It is at these gatherings that much 
that is incidental to Manchester’s best 
good originates. 
The movement that gave to Man- 
chester its beautiful public library 
originated at one of these gatherings. 
The movement that led to the open- 
ing up of a driveway through the 
woods from Manchester to Chebacco 
Lake was also started at an Elder 
Brethren gathering. 
Manchester can well feel proud of 
her Elder Brethren. It is a unique 
organization, and one which should be 
made to live after those who were 
leaders in its organization since the 
start, 25 years ago, shall have passed 
beyond, and the new “ boys” step ap 
to take their places. 
The Elder Brothers’ Gathering. 
THE INVITATION. 
Come with us this breezy day 
To this point far down the bay ; 
Come from far and come from near, 
Come with hearty, right good cheer, 
Come with gray beards, come with brown, 
Come from in and out of town; 
Come if middle aged or old, 
If your years have fifty told; 
Come if you are rich or poor, 
Where a welcome waits you sure ; 
Come if you are fat or lean, 
Come ye to this festive scene; 
Come if you are short or tall, , 
Come and welcome one and all. 
THE RESPONSE. 
Hail! good friends, your bugle call, 
Quick we answer one and all. 
From our homes we haste away, 
For this is our festal day. 
Dusty shops we gladly leave, 
Health and comfort to receive. 
Bid the farm good-bye today — 
Jack is dull without some play — 
Haste we from the city street, 
From the tramp of hurrying feet, 
Come we now from far and near, 
Pledged anew with right good cheer. 
THE ASSEMBLY. 
Sisters, wives, now come with me, 
Stand beneath this spreading tree. 
Gaze upon this honored band, 
Lords and masters of our land ; 
Of us, too — they grandly think, 
While we slyly look and wink ; 
We are bid outside to stay, 
On the Elder Brothers’ day ; 
Which we bear as best we may, 
Since at home we have full sway. 
Watch them as old friends they’re meeting, 
Hear them give their cordial greeting. 
Hear them as they recount o’er 
Present times and days-of yore. 
Friends long parted meet again, 
Scarce their joy can they restrain. 
So they mingle, stroll about, 
While their joyous songs ring out; 
Scarce a merrier throng could be 
Gathered by the sounding sea. 
THE DINNER. 
Hushed a moment is the din, 
Then the clarion note, ‘“ Fall in.” 
Now this Elder Brothers’ band, 
Each with dish and spoon in hand, 
Gathers round the well-spread board, 
Where the savory chowder’s poured. 
All fall to with right good will, 
Never mind a little spill 
Upon their clothes; why sorrow, 
Wife will care for that tomorrow. 
Now is done the jovial feast, 
Satisfied each bidden guest. 
POST PRANDIAL 
Feast of reason now commence, 
Audience seated on the fence; 
Flow of soul may now abound, 
