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GOVERNOR, 1903

surprise and pleasure he, on one occasion, received a license to conduct an establishment of his own. Later, he one day came to me and said he was about to send a pair of horses to my summer home at Moore Hall, and I said to him that if he did I should go into court on the following Saturday and revoke that liquor license.”

Neither of those pairs of horses was ever received.

At Franklin there was a reception, a banquet and a ball. Everything was done upon a magnificent scale. The decorations were profuse, the ornamentations and appointments were costly, flowers were hurled at Mrs. Pennypacker and the music was lively and plentiful. In charge was Colonel Lewis E. Beitler, who was especially apt at that kind of thing and besides tall and handsome. Years before Mrs. Pennypacker and I had been at his wedding, and here we were met again. All of the members of the staff were gentlemen, but there were two of them especially marked by gentility and nicety of conduct—Colonel Paul S. Reeves, an old friend of mine at Phœnixville, and Colonel Horace L. Haldeman of Chickies, Lancaster County, whom I had selected at the request of Quay. One of the satisfactions in being at Franklin was a call upon Christopher Heydrick, a long-time friend, now aged, a scion of one of the Schwenkfelder families of the Perkiomen Valley, who had become a corporation lawyer and reached the Supreme Court of the state. He never lost interest in the church of his fathers, wrote a book upon the genealogies of Schwenkfelder families, and was a dependence when financial assistance became necessary. At Erie, on the 30th, I examined affairs at the Soldiers' Home and made an address to the veterans there awaiting the end of their careers. Anthony Wayne died at Erie and was there buried at the block-house. Thirty years later his son Isaac drove across the state in a buggy, loaded into it the bones of his father and took them to St. David's at Radnor, where a monument was erected over them. Two or three of the fingers which he failed to find are preserved

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