Page 140 - John Anderson

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The expressive tribute here quoted is from the pen of Mr.
Mann and was published in his paper, The Record, of Lompoc,
Santa Barbara County, California. Mr. Mann was at one time a
resident of Jacksonville and wrote and edited "The Story of the
Huguenots," a book toward the publication of which Mr. Anderson
gave hearty encouragement as well as material aid
There is on the table where the RECORD editor is writing a
copy of the Boston Daily Globe with the photoengraved
portrait of an old friend, John Anderson, of Ormond, Florida,
who on Sunday, February 19th, crossed the river to join the
great majority. Unlike the usual newspaper presentments, this
one is a strikingly natural portrait of the chief member of a
rapidly decreasing band of pioneers whose work culminated in
turning a tangled, insect, reptile haunted wilderness into a
land of beauty and joy for all time to come, so far as it is
possible for the hand of man to make of any part of this
sublunary sphere such a spot. As we look upon it we recall an
hundred instances of old times, faces, scenes and events never
to be forgotten if we carry with us into the life to come any
memories of the past. Always active, energetic and
enterprising, from Portland, Maine, his birthplace, the White
Mountains of New Hampshire, to the far southeastern coast of
Florida, where is the famous Ormond Beach on which were
made the racing automobile records for the world, near which
also is the splendid palace hotel which grew out of his first palmetto
lodging on the shore of the beautiful Halifax River, our friend
will be remembered by thousands.

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