Mr. Reeves also had developed a breed of pheasant,
the Reeves Pheasant, that is known throughout the world. Some of
the breed can be seen in the pens on the parking lot of the Sweetwater
Casino, at Sweetwater, NJ.
Regarding the spring at the foot of the hill off Roberts avenue near Evans Lake, the stones used to build the well were left over from the foundation when the Springfield terrace was built. The workmen, on their own initiative, made the basin to hold the water so a drink of that clear, cold water was easy to secure.
A resident on Roberts avenue recently noticed an automobile parked for a time near the woods and asked the driver when he returned to the car if he had lost anything. The gentleman replied that he had not but that when a boy he had often played around the woods and drank from the spring. He seemed so pleased to learn that a boyhood memory still existed.
Long ago, Ed German, a carpenter and nature lover, drove every piling and nailed down every board to form boardwalks over every marshy spot around the shore of Evans Lake. He did this of his own volution to insure a good pathway around the Lake. It was done out of the goodness of his heart so that Lakeside strollers could enjoy their walks. He did this before the Camden County Park Commission took over the area.
Old Ed also made the sign on the old buttonwood tree near the corner of the Main street and Haddon avenue. It denoted that the British army had passed under the tree during the Revolution.
German and another oldtimer, Mr. Farrell, grandfather of former commissioner George Farrell, every spring cultivated a pansy garden at the corner of east Summit avenue and south Atlantic avenue. Those beautiful flowers wre well known and customers came each year from all over South Jersey.
Mr. German also keep bees. One evening a huge swarm was discovered on a tree in a rear yard of a house on east Cottage avenue. Old Ed was notified and he appeared carrying an empty cardboard box which he placed near the swarm. He began to tap on the box explaining as he did so that if he could get the gueen bee into the box that the others would follow. Sure enough the queen mother must have moved in for all the bees were finally in the box. Ed went home with a box full of bees to add to his bee family.
It is delightful and refreshing to learn and reminisce
about our old characters who once lived here in town. These activities
helped shape our community to what it is today, a town that cherishes its
landmarks, traditions, and its heritage.
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