. The Robinsons and their kin folk. laborer who passed his door. The poor women,compelled to work at heavy machinery, as many women in New-ark are, in the many industries for which this city is noted, coun-seled with him as with a father. At one time the laboring people,in spite of protest, nominated him for Mayor. His was not a-winning party! When the Civil War broke out he promptly offered his serv-ices to the State, and for some months was employed as medicalexaminer of recruits. In June, 1863, he went to the front asfirst assistant surgeon of the 37th Regiment of New Jersey Volun-teers. An
. The Robinsons and their kin folk. laborer who passed his door. The poor women,compelled to work at heavy machinery, as many women in New-ark are, in the many industries for which this city is noted, coun-seled with him as with a father. At one time the laboring people,in spite of protest, nominated him for Mayor. His was not a-winning party! When the Civil War broke out he promptly offered his serv-ices to the State, and for some months was employed as medicalexaminer of recruits. In June, 1863, he went to the front asfirst assistant surgeon of the 37th Regiment of New Jersey Volun-teers. An old army man recently met the daughter of Dr. Robin-son, and like many of these old heroes, an infinitesimal of war,a passer at the last hour, standing in the twilight of the tomb, andhalf borne away at certain times by the deep pulsations of eter-nity, told the stories of war times as if he were actually listen-ing for Reveille. Without either knowing, altogether, of whomhe spoke, he said: I tell you, the worst was at Petersburg:. MORTON ROBINSON, M. D.
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