About The M. C. Grounds

'Station Agent Hayes, of the M. C. R. E., met a Courier acribe this morning, and called his attention to improvements made in the grounds surrounding the station. All the dandelions have heen dug out of the lawn, which was a tedious job, hut the good looks of the grass after the departure of these pestiferous weeds, made it pay for the labor. Mr. Hayes imforms us that if the city will live up to its agreement when it was granted permission to cross the grounds with the main sewer, and fix up the strip of sod despoiled by that work, that the M.C. company will remove the iron fence at the foot of the hill on the east side of the station to the top of the hill, and beautify that strip with flowers, etc. He also states that the company, although having no use for the land, wouhl purchase that whicli lies east of Beakes st., and north of the Station, fill in the low places with the earth con'tained in the knolls to the east of it and buildup a park there that would be a ereat ornament to the place. But it is understood that no amount of money can purchase that strip, as Mr. Henning, baving had sorae trouble about it, prefers to leave it in its present horribly disgraceful condition, rather than to have the city, to which he owes his start in life, have a bit of pleasure out of it. If the city deserved this sort of treatment the case would be different. Mr. Henning has a great raany friends here, who thiuk a great deal of hira, and tliey are astonished that he will not allow this little piece of land to pass into hands that would beautify it. How much more Mr. Henning's memory would be honored here in future years if he would give this to his old home and have it fltted up as n park bearing his name. Of course his name is now associated with this land, and no resident of Ann Arbor casts an eye on it but thinks oí him iti connection therewith, and as tlie scene is a disgraceful one, it stands to reason that the thoughts of bis oíd friends and neighbors are on a par with the condition of the land. A stranger visiting the city a few days since remarked: "For mercy sake, who owns that hole over there?" AVhen told who it belonged to he woukl not believe it, saying: "Why I know Mr. Henuing well, and it does not seeui possible that he would alio a piece oí bis property to remain in such a condition." Bat so it is and "Henning's pestiferous park," as it is derisively termed, will probably always remain a canker sore on the face of the earth for Aun Arbor's eternal benefit (?)