1882

Word received from Comer says he is carrying on in a department of the Precision Thermometer and Instrument Cos., 1434-6-8 Brandywine St., Philadelphia. The letterhead lists thirty different instruments produced. Comer's department is Experimental and Developmental Instrument Making, in which he has been engaged, he says, "over fifty years."

Lawrence has broken out into a rash of poetry (?); not a bad way to celebrate advanced years. Here is his latest:

I take my antics every night from head down to the foot,

One looking might think me a fright—but I don't care a hoot;

So for a plow, a scythe, a hoe, I antic me from scalp to toe.

Now, why all this rank foolishness each night as I retire?

To all of this I shall confess I do it all to fire the blood, the heart:

Myself revise, and stave off longer my demise.

Whoever thinks him not worth this—the antics I go through—

Would best take passage for the skies and bid this world adieu;

To cheap to live and cheaper die, our somnolence to gratify.

Secretary and Treasurer, 14 Marion Terrace, Brookline, Mass.