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NORTH SHORE BREEZE 
NORTH SHORE BREEZE 
Published every Saturday Afternoon. 
J. ALEX. LODGE and A. E. McCLEARY, 
Editors and Publishers. 
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Entered as second-class matter May 23, 1904, at the 
post-office at Beverly, Mass., under the Act of Congress 
of March 8, 1879. 
Telephones: Manchester 9-13, Beverly 1008-4. 
SATURDAY: OCT. 8,51904. 
Change of Address. 
Subscribers who are leaving the 
shore will confer a great favor upon 
the proprietors of the Breeze uf they 
qwll send in their winter address,either 
to our Manchester or to our Beverly 
office, as soon as they know when they 
are to leave. 
This will greatly factlitate matters 
and will insure a prompt continuation, 
of the paper at your new address. 
Congressman Gardner had a nice, 
‘clean walk-over again this year. Well, 
‘tthe Republican waters in this district 
mever were very turbulent. 
Well, Peters has it again and 
Haskell must lay his forces aside till 
another year. His friends on the 
North Shore did what they could for 
him, but all in vain. Don’t you care, 
Mr. Haskell, 1905 may bring a differ- 
ent result. 
Most of the floats moored off the 
beaches along the shore have been 
taken in and stored for the winter. 
Like the return of the geese trom the 
north, these signs of a closing season 
remind us of the long, cold, drear, 
dead month of the winter before us. 
Grace M. Brown. 
We are glad to publish in this issue 
an article written for the BREEZE by 
Grace M. Brown on ‘ Think About 
It.’ Mrs. Brown is editor and owner 
of the Essene magazine of Denver, 
Colo., which is considered one of the 
best New Thought publications, so- 
called, of the country. Mrs. Brown 
is also one of the leading contributors 
to Mind, and her writings are sought 
by magazines and publications the 
country over. 
Protect Our Song Birds, 
At the Salem district court Monday 
morning a Beverly man was fined $60 
for shooting six robins. 
The killing of six robins may seem 
a small offense to some, but to our 
mind the extermination of our song 
birds, a result that must surely follow 
such actions, is a thing against which 
every true citizen should fight. Not 
only are they a thing of beauty, but 
they are a great friend to mankind, 
as they destroy many insect pests that 
would otherwise cause a good deal of 
annoyance to the country dweller, 
and which are a menace to our shade 
trees, for which the North Shore is 
famous. 
Let the full penalty of the law be 
enforced upon all who thus heedlessly 
destroy our best friends. 
Where is the Flagstaff? 
It struck us as rather peculiar the 
other day to learn there has not yet 
been erected a flagstaff on the school 
grounds of the new school building at 
Beverly Farms. The building was 
finished early last spring, and was 
dedicated long before school closed, 
but the summer has passed and the 
fall is well under way, yet no flagstaff. 
Beverly must certainly be poor if 
money enough can’t be provided to 
erect a staff on school grounds on 
which the stars and stripes ought to 
float every school day in the year. 
What can we better infuse into the 
children if not patriotism! Yet this 
simple lesson of patriotism—that of 
accustoming the children to notice the 
national emblem floating over their 
heads each day as they are at play in ~ 
the school yard is lacking in the 
Farms. 
It is surely time for something to 
be done. 
As the wise man knows he is a fool 
he is miserable; the fool imagines ‘he 
is wise and is happy. 
To get results, advertize in the 
NorTH SHORE BREEZE. 
War. 
[Written for the BREEZE.} 
*Tis true that war, tho’ bloody and severe, 
Has had its Knights without reproach or fear. 
Yet for a single white-plumed noble Knight, 
Who bears him grandly in unequal fight, 
A swarm of licensed ruffiians there be, 
Revelling in murder, lust and robbery. 
’Tis true, stern war calls out great sacrifices, 
Nor less develops hydra-headed vices. 
As from war’s seething rises social scum, 
From heaven-born peace do all the virtues 
come, 
And arts and industries do more for man 
Than war’s parade and ruin ever can, 
On either side, some who are in the fight 
Bethink themselves contending for the right, 
But in all wars, of old or modern fashion, 
A noble purpose breeds a baser passion. 
Better be brute that upward struggle must, 
Than angel bending downward to the dust. 
Not he the hero is who wounds and kills, 
But he who strives to medicine human ills; 
Not he who wastes, destroys and devastates, 
But he who aids, conserves and educates ; 
Not he who scatters ruin, death and terror, 
But who redeems from poverty and error. 
Can war ennoble men or nations? Nay! 
Altho’ it has saved nations from decay. 
By milder means salvation may be wrought. 
’Tis in themselves their safety must be 
sought. 
Of two contestants both cannot be right; 
It is the cause ennobles, not the fight. 
War in itself is loss, the people’s bane, 
Mother of misery and death and pain, 
Parent of passions we should strive to quell, 
The sport of fiends and devils. War is Hell; 
A purgatorial fire to be endured, 
If heavenly ends thereby may be secured. 
How long shall nations with grim war be 
faced? 
Till they shall see the blunder and the waste! 
’Twere better, if by war our wrongs we 
right, 
Those ow the quarrels make, alone should 
ght. 
*T were cheaper and more merciful by far 
Than to make thousands in the quarrel share. 
God speed the day when cruel war shall 
cease, 
And hatred yield to justice, love and peace. 
War is but retrogression. Self-control, 
Peace and good will to men the final goal. 
A time (I dream) is coming when there will 
Be banished war and every human ill, 
When men will stand and rather die than kill. 
—JosEPH A. TORREY. 
Whisperings, 
I was interested a few days ago 
while standing in Central square, 
Manchester, admiring the autumn 
colorings of the trees, to learn that 
the beautiful maple near the Congre- 
gational church was set there a good 
many years ago by Dr. George A. 
Priest, who is well known to all of our 
older residents. 
The tree is of a choice variety of 
rock maple which Dr. Priest found in 
New Hampshire. He planted it 
where it now stands when his office 
was in the old Baker building, stand- 
ing between the church and Mr. 
Allen’s store. 
Over near the police. station is 
