Bellefonte, Pa., January 8, 1904.
THE NEW LEARNING.
They taught him to hemstitch and they taught
him to sing, 3
And how to make a basket out of variegated
string, ;
And how to fold a paper so he wouldn’t hurt his
thumb
They taught a lot to Bertie, but
he couldn’t ’
do a
sum.
They taught him how to mould the head of Her-
cules in clay,
And how to tell the difference ’twixt the blue-
bird and the jay, -
And how to sketch a horse in a little picture
frame, :
But, strangely, they forgot to teach him
how to
spell his
name.
Now, Bertie’s pa was cranky, and he went one
.day to find
What *twas they did made his son so backward
in the mind.
“I don't want Bertie wrecked,” he cried, his
temper far from cool ;
“I want him educated !"’ so he
took him
out of
scheol.
—Newark (N. J.) News.
WIDOWER
BROWN’S
KEEPER.
HOUSE-
“I wonder who he can get.”” Mrs. Miles
spoke as though the idea had just occurred
to her. At thesame time she hitched her
rocker away from the creaking board in
the porch floor and looked at the offending
board critically. She wished to avoid
Candace Blake's eyes.
This was a useless precaution, as Mrs.
Blake was gazing fixedly down the turn-
pike at nothing particular, while she ex-
claimed, also as though the idea were new,
‘Sure enough ! He’ll probably be lookin’
around for someone right soon now—poor
man !”’ :
The two rocked vigorously a moment,
Delphine Miles in short, spasmodic jerks;
Candace Blake with long,even, calm move-
ments. They sat on the south porch over
near the west end to catch the warmth of a
late September sun. Mrs. Blake had turn-
ed ker back to the sun to preserve her com-
plexion. Mrs. Miles had not thought of
her complexion in years, and consequently
carelessly faced wind and sun.
‘I have an idea,”’ began Delphine Miles,
slowly, gazing down the road, ‘‘that he'll
probably ask you—?’
‘‘Me !"’ interrupted: Candace, in a shrill
tone. She threw up her hands in a gesture
intended to impress the other that such a
thought had never occurred to her. ‘Me!
And with such a cook as you right next
door on the other side. Mercy, Del!
You’ll be there in less’n two weeks.’
Delphine ceased her rocking. ‘‘Who
ever heard of such a thing ! I'd be the last
one he’d think of.”” And Mrs. Miles, with
a very red face, began again her jerky
movements.
‘‘Let a man alone to get a good cook,’
said Candace, airily, ‘‘when he’s free to
pick and choose. Mandy was not much
on the cookin’ and I guess now he’ll want
a chaoge,’’ and Candace fixed her gray eyes
on Delphipe sharply. She could act as she
did not feel, but Delphine could not; Del-
phine was to honest. 4 3
Candace picked up her parasol from the
porch floor, and moved quite to the edge of
ber chair. ‘Well, I must be goin’ soon,’
she remarked, with an air of finality.
‘You better stay to supper,’ urged Mrs.
Miles. ‘‘I sort of feel minchin’ abont ask-
ing you, for I hain’t got anything good to
eat—jusst a bite of chicken salad and—’
© ‘No,”’ said Candace, rising resolutely,
“I nrust be goin.’ ”?
Sbe picked her way gingerly along the
turnpike through the dust, glowing with a
fine satisfaction as she compared herself to
Delphine Miles. She wore a hat and it be-
came her; Delphine bad worn a bonnet for
years. She had not ‘‘put on flesh;’’ Del-
phine had. She had preserved her com-
plexion to a gratifying degree; Delphine’s
face was full, freckled, and inclined to
flash. To he sure, Delphine’s cookery was
town talk, while she had never become
proficient in the art, but there were other
ways of reaching a man’s heart. She knew,
because she had proved it twice !
At this point in her reflections she reach-
ed the home of Melvin Brown, midway be-
tween her large white house and Delphine’s
small brown one. It was near supper time,
and Melvin sat on his front porch smoking
a short clay pipe. His front yard, sur-
rounded by a white picket fence, was nar-
row, and Candace’s pleasant smile was
plainly visible to the man on the porch.
He removed his pipe and grinned back
with a solemnity befitting his recent be-
reavement. :
*‘Nice day,’’ called Candace, in a firm,
pleasant voice. :
‘Not bad,” assented Melvit® as Can-
dace passed on.
That she did pass on and did not pause,
Mrs. Miles saw from the crack in the north
kitchen door to which she had applied her
eye the moment Candace left the south
porch. Mrs. Miles heaved a sigh of relief
and shut the door gradually.
All she wanted was to Jee that Mrs.
Blake Kot past Widower BrOwn'’s withont
conversation.
Neither lady had desire ‘the other.
Each knew the other stoo/i ready at a mo-
meut’s notice to respond to Melvin Brown’s
call for a housekeeper. Each knew that
Lindaville was wondering which of the two
widows, who lived one on either side of
Melvin, would be called eventually to fill
the departed Mandy’s place, for this ens-
tom held sway in Lindaville; when a man
was, in the wisdom of Providence, be-
reaved, he hunted out some widow, re-
spected by the community, to undertake
the duties of housekeeper, and generally,
afer a decent period of mourning, the
twain became one, and Lindaville was
satisfied.
“I know Melvin’ll want that you shall
keep house for him.’’ began Candace, one
day in October. “Everyone in Lindaville
issavin’ 80.” Candace had settled herself
calmly by the new fire in Delphine’s sit-
ting room stove and was looking at her
hostess with understanding eyes,
She enjoved seeing Delphine grow red
and uncomfortable, beganse for years they
had heen the most intimate friends !
. “My, Can!’ Delpliine exclaimed, “I've
heen hearin’ folks sayqhe’d have you sure
as preachin.’?. ©. i a
“ “Ol, but I’ve told ‘you, Del, that'I
‘couliin’¢ hive ‘my place even if he wants
thas I should, whichain’t like!v for a min-
ute.
Mrs. Miles’ turned scarlet. It had not
oceanrred to her to protest that she conld
not leave home becanse she knew that she
ng §
could, and Delphine couid not tell a lie,no
matter how much she wanted to. She
looked hard at Candace aud sad, repioach-
fully : ‘‘How often, Can, I've heard you
say that your house was so big and full of
mice—"’ : Eo >
“And if I should leave,” interrupted
Candace, quickly, ‘‘the mice would get
such upper bands of me that I couldn’t
never get rid of em.”
Delphine’s eyes fell in vexation, but
Candace laughed and raised her shapely
foot to the heat, drawing aside a becoming
new gray skirt. Delphine pulled her own
broad shoes under her own skirt and long-
ed fervently to be able to say sharp cut-
ting things in the sweet way in which the
other spoke.
+ “Well, I must be goin,’’’ said Mrs.
Blake, rising slowly, ‘‘even though your
fire does smell good. I haven’s got my
sitéing-room stove up yet. Melvin said
he’d run in this evenin’ and pus it up,”
and looking over her shoulder ‘to assure
herself that this blow had struck home,she
departed. .
November snow flew, but still Melvin
Brown had not made choice of a house-
keeper, and Lindaville had become more
and more curious. People asked questions
of everyone save Melvin himself. He was
not a man whom people questioned. He
lived alone, in two rooms, and kept them
as neat as any woman could have done,
cooked his own food, and seemed to enjoy
life in spite of his neighbors’ disapproval.
‘It ain’t natural for a man to be put-
terin’ around in a woman’s place,’ said
Delphine anxiously one December day
when Candace Blake was calling. :
It was always Candace who was calling
on Delphine, as Candace prided herself on
her pedestrian powers, principally because
Delphine was too stout to walk even the
balf mile which lay. between the small
brown house and the big white one.
‘Oh, I don’t kuow,’’ returned Candace,
carelessly. ‘‘He tells me he is gettin’ along
all right,”” with a sly emphasis on the
‘‘me,”” which instantly congested her
hostess’ cheeks. . And then, ‘‘Now, before
I forget it, Del, will you give me that
receipt of yours for your new salad? Mel-
vin said the last you sent him was lickin’
good.”
Delphine gasped. She lost the power of
speech in the wave of anger and embar-
rassment that went over ‘her at the knowl-
edge conveyed in her caller’s words. Her
round face revealed the workings of her
mind instantly to Mrs. Blake, who stroked
a large new muff and smiled evenly at the
shamefaced woman hurrying after her
receipt book. In the pantry, behind the
door, a few tears fell into the furrows of
Delphine’s fat cheeks. She wiped them
away with her apron and rubbed out her
eyes before returning to the sitting-room.
Mrs. Blake copied the receipt and drew
her golf cape around ber.
a blanket shawl.) ‘‘Well, I must be goin’
now,’’ and for once Delphine did not urge
her to remain to supper and eat of ‘‘just
what few vicuals there is in the house.”
The winter passed and spring came.
‘May found Melvin Brown putting in his
crops and cooking his food. June found
him still alone, barrowing, hoeing, cook-
ing. Lindaville, all except two of its resi-
dents, bad ceased to wonder and turned
its attention elsewhere.
These two could not abate their interest
while one lived a quarter of a mile due
north on the turnpike and the other a quar-
ter of a mile due south.on the same road,
counting Melvin Brown’s house as the cen-
tral point, and as long as one of them was
famed for her cooking and the other for at-
tractions unusual in Lindaville’s middle-
aged women.
Throughout the year each bad steadily
assured the other thatshe would be the one
selected. The only difference was this :
Delphine said it honestly, Candace merely
to torment her friend. Delphine believed
in the depths of her simple soul that Mel-
vin was a regular caller at the big white
house because of the chance and apparent'y
careless remarks that Candace let fall as to
what’ Melvin said to her about this and
that. She came to dread Candace’s fre-
quent visits, vet long for them. She wait-
ed for a call as for a blow which could not
be averted—in cringing submission.
Still when it came she was not prepared
for it. "One July afternoon she had taken
her basket of mending out on the south
porch and settled herself in a straight-
backed chair, when the gate opened sud-
denly and Mrs. Blake swept ‘up the walk.
For once she looked heated and excited.
Delphine’s heart rose suddenly into her
throat and so filled iv that the words,
‘‘Well, Can,” could scarcely force them-
selves oat. .
Candace dropped into the rocker opposite
Delphine and began to fan herself vigor-
ously and rock rapidly. It was unlike
Mrs. Blake. Delphine felt the change in
the atmosphere and all her world dark-
ened. : %
“Land! . Ain't it hot ?”’
Candace. E
‘‘Some,”” murmured Delphine, laying
her stocking down, for her hand shook so
she could not control the needle.
‘‘Such a muss as I've got to go into !”’
continued Candace. She meant to thrill
her tone with disgust, but, instead, it rang
with triumph.
Delphine cleared her thioat to hide the
tremolo in her faint, ‘What 2’?
Candace eyed her. ‘‘There’s all that
house of Melvin’s to be zone over this hot
weather. Imagine that!”
Delphine tried to speak. Her large face
turned from red to a faint greenish pallor
as she managed to articalate, ‘‘I told you
you’d——"’ she could get no further.
Candace seemed, for once, not to notice
ber friend’s confusion. Kindly, she look-
ed attentively at the turnpike and said,
brightly : ‘Ob, yes! ' I know you’ve
said all along that Melvin would call on
me. He wouldn’t take a ‘no.’ ?? :
‘‘When do you go?’ came huskily from
Mrs. Miles. Her voice proclaimed tbat
tears were not far off.
“Well, I've promised to shut up my
bouse and go down to-morrow. Guess]
might as well, if I’m goin’ to get his house
into living order by November. Not a
mite of cleaning’ done since Mandy died.
My stars! It won't do for me to be set-
ting around with all that work on hand.
I just ran down to horrow vour ceilin’
broom. Such a lookin’ place! You must
come up and see is. Well, if you'll lend
the broom, I must be goin’.
Armed with the ceiling broom Candace
departed, every movement of her skirt pro-
claiming victory. The north kitchen door
did not open its: usual crack this time.
What was the use? The die was cast and
Mrs. Blake, not Mrs. Miles, was installed
as Melvin’s housekeeper, and Delphine’s
world was a temporary blank.
The days passed slowly even when she
had again taken to opening.the north
kitohen door and sitting opposite, where
she could catch glimpses of the limber Can-
dace’s progress from room to room in her
house-cleaning course.
Candace was too busy to call at the little
hrown house, therefore all that Delphine
knew she had to observe. ~ She frequently
Co
exclaimed
(Delphine wore
wondered when ‘it’ was ‘comin’ off,”
meaning Melvin’s wedding, and concluded
that **11’’ would trauspiie after harvesting.
And so it did.
One afternoon, when Candace had been
at Melvin’s about four weeks. Delphine
heard the rattle of the chain as the well
curb back of her house. She went to the
open window and looked out. Melvin
Brown was drinking. He had just come
from the oat field, clad in his blue over-
alls. They needed patching, Delphine
noted, and determined to tell Candace
when an opportunity presented itself.
‘Afternoon, Mis’ Miles,”’ said Melvin,
sociably.
He leaned his rake against the well carb
and, pushing his big straw hat well back
on his head, came up to the window. *'I
was comin’ down after supper,’’ he said, a
shade of embarrassment creeping into his
stubble-bearded face. ‘‘I wanted to ask
ye to do me a good turn.’”’
Delphine shook a bit in sudden excite-
ment and leaned over the window sill.
“You might as well come yet,” she said,
eagerly.
Melvin’sembarrassment increased. Well
I guess I’ll ask you now and save time,’
he said candidly.
He turned and expectorated skillfully o\ er
a hed of pansies. The movement gave Del-
phine time to recover herself. She trem-
bled no more, but stood upright ag in.
‘Well, ’’ she said, in a hard voice.
‘I want that ye should do a little bakin’
for me. Could ye?” Melvin discovered a
straw clinging to his coat aud gave it his
undivided attention.
‘‘Do some bakin’ for you?” gasped
Delphine. ‘‘For the land sakes! When ?’’
Melvin began chewing one end of the
straw while he hung on to the other end.
‘For next Sunday and that week. Some
pies, and puddin’s and cakes, and sich
stoff.”’
Delphine gasped. ‘‘It’’ was to happen.
‘‘She wouldn’t like it, I’m afraid.
“Who ?”’ asked Melvin, blankly.
“Why, Mis’ Blake.’
*'0, Christmas ! Mis’ Blake can’t cook,’
returned Melvin, good naturedly, absorb-
ing the entire length of the straw. ‘‘And
I want somethin’ decent in the house when
I git back from—’’ there Melvin paused
and his face got red.
‘‘Where are you caloulatin’ to go !’’ ask-
ed Delphine. faintly.
Melvin ground a hole with his heel in
the edge of the pansy bed and successfully
blew the chewed straw as far as the well
curb.
‘Well, if I must tell ye, Mis’ Miles, I'm
goin’ to Smith Summit Sunday to git mar-
ried.”’ .
‘Smith Summit!’ ejaculated Mrs.
Miles. ‘‘Why should you go to Smith
Summit ?”’
Melvin began another hole among the
pansies. ‘‘Why, dang it all, Mis’ Miles,
I've got to go where my girl is.”
Delphine took a firm hold of the window
sill. A sudden burst of sunshine illumi-
nated her world. ‘‘Then ain’t it Mis’
Blake ?”’ :
Ain’t it, Mis’ Blake ?”’ Melvin drawled,
grinning. “‘Ketch me! I got Mis’ Blake
for a few weeks’ cause she’s 80 spry on her
feet for a woman of her years, and I want-
ed that the house should be put to rights.
That’s what I wanted of her.”
Melvin carefully pushed back the dirt
that his heels had displaced. and turned to
his rake. ‘‘Will ye do them things, Mis’
Miles, the cakes and things ?”’
‘‘Yes, yes," cried Delphine. Her voice
was joyful. Her face wae aglow. All the
gloom of the past few weeks vanished as if
by magic. She suddenly discovered that
she had been unbappy, not because she
cared for Melvin Brown, hut hecause she
bad been humiliated by berintimate friend
who was ‘‘so spry on her feet for one of her
years !”’ . Delphine’s bosom swelled as she
leaned out of the window and called eager
ly. ‘‘Does Candace Blake know 2"
‘‘Naw,’’ returned Melvin. He stooped
for his rake with a knowing glance hack-
wards as he added. ‘‘But I spose she’ll
be likely to hear of it before Sunday
though.” —By Alice Louise Lee, in the
Johnstown Tribune.
| Woman's Story of the Horror.
In all the Heaped-up Dead nnt FivejWere Men, She
Says.
Katherine Kenny Brooks, a wellknown
newspaper writer, tells this storv of the
fire.
A pile of children and men and women
four feet deep an fifteen or twenty feet
fquare a mass of crisped humanity arms
and legs and headless tranks—that was the
first thing I saw, and over all the sicken-
ing smell: of burned human flesh. What
appealed to me most were the children liv:
tle boys aud girls—boys in knee breeches
and girls in short skuts and with braids
down their backs—Ilittle ones who afew
moments before had been listening to the
fascinating story ‘Bluebeard.’
. ‘The pity of it all was thas they were
warned. Burton Holmes says that after
the fire was discovered on the swage it was
announced to the audience and they were
begged to go out quietly and without con-
fusion. If they bad gone out when the
anuouncement was made, hundreds of
them would have been alive to-day.
*‘But they thought it was a joke, part of
the play, Janghed and sat in their seats
placidly and waited for death. Two hours
later I saw them lying in a pile horrible 10
the sight and smell. In Thompsen’s res-
taurant I saw more than a hundred perhaps,
a hundred and fifty. In another store.
across the street, twenty-five lay dead,
In Vaughn’s seed store were forty more,
and in other stores near by no one kuew
bow many.
‘The fire happened at a most Gisastrous
time. It was the holiday week for the
children and a visit to ‘Bluebeard was
part of the Christmas treat. The theatre
was filled with chiidren and women the
worst kind of a crowd in case of a panic.
In the hundred or more dead bodies J saw
there were not more than four or five men
Thompson’s restaurant looked like a
battlefield. Near the door and to the lefs
was a mass of charred humanity thrown
into a pile. Asa bodv was hiought in,
the doctors would work over it a few
moments and then, when it was discovered
that life bad really lefs the body it would
be flung aside to make room for the nexs
one. There was no time for order. The
dead lay with arms and lege interwoven
until in some cases the policemen had to
work hard to extricate them from the, pile
when they hegan the work of carrying
them to the morgne. ;
At the top of the mountain of what had
been human beings lay a little girl about 8
year of age. Her long golden hair was in
a long braid down her hack, bus the face
was unrecoguizable and the upper part of
her clothing was burned away. Her arms
were thrown over her head, as if she bad
been trying to fight off death. .
‘Underneath the little girl was a man
with his head burned to a orisp. One
man’s head was hurned completely off to
the shoulders. Every face was destroyed.
In most cases the skin was burned away.
.and
“Bodies were everywhere—lying over
chairs where they had been thrown, under-
ucath tables, three or four deep on the
tables, sitting up on chairs. ;
‘*At one table there was a sudden stir.
A doctor came in and believed that he had
found signs of life in one of the bodies that
of a woman. A crowd of fifteen or twenty
doctors gathered at once. They administer-
ed oxygen. gave hypodermic injections of
whisky and handy and finally of hoiling
bot coffee.
‘‘They tried . every method known to
medical science to bring back life to the
woman hut all to no purpose. After nearly
an hour’s work they gave up, and the body
was unceremoniously thrown into a blank-
et and carried to the morgue. Get
‘Back in the resturant,near the kitchen,
was a waman who had heen resuscitated.
She was the only one who was brought back
to life. Her face was burned so badly as
to be unrecognizable.
‘The place was crowded with anxious
ones seeking to find their dead. They
would go up to one of the bodies, hesitate
a moment hefore lifting the hlanket that
covered the face, and then tvined away in
despair. Over all came the voice of police-
men crying "‘Clear the aisles there!" as
they carried the bodies to the express wag-
ons, for the undertakers could not furnish
enough hearses and express wagons were
passed into into service to carrv the bodies
to the morgune.”’
Will Centrec County be Represented?
Nowhere in the United States—or in the
world —has the march of improvement and
progress been more marked in the last cen-
tury than in Pennsylvania, and ample and
convincing evidence of this will be forth-
coming in the Keystone State's display at
the St. Louis Exposition. In the centres
of population especially have enterprise
industry advanced by leaps and
bounds, and an interesting demonstration
of this onward progress is now engaging
the attention of the Pennsylvania Commis-
sion.
This exhibit will take the shape of a
collection of views descriptive of represen-
tative featuree of the principal towns and
cities inthe commonwealth—their business
and manufacturing enterprises, their lead-
ing thoroughfares, theii conspicuous build-
ings and their scenic beauties or ornamen-
tal characteristics. The response to the
Commission’s invitation to the various
municipalities to furnish these photographs
have been gratifyingly numerous, and
many of the leading towns have entered
with special zest upon the undertaking In
a number of cases, those of the older towns
for example, the photographic exhibits will
furnish contrasts of their appearance years
ago and today. Philadelphia will have a
particularly fine display in this connection
and so will West Chester, where the aspect
of the centre square in 1840 can be com-
pared with what it is in 1903.
Osher municipalities that have notified
Colonel Lambert. executive officer of the
Comission, of their immediate co-opera-
tion and in which the photographic work
is now under way, are Reading, Wilkes-
Barre Scranton, Bradford, McKeesport,
Johnstown, Williamsport Meadville and
Easton: In each case the staple industry
will be largely featured. Bradford, for ex-
ample, will exploit its oil energies, Wilkes-
Barre and Scranton their anthracite inter-
ests and McKeesport and Johnstown their
{iron works.
It ix particularly desired by the Com-
mission that the interest manifested by, the
places named should he general thronghous
the State, and that the pictured exhibit
should represent every town and city there-
in. A large number of communities have
notified Colonel Lmbers of their appre
ciation of the project and their readiness to
cooperate, but definite arrangements have
heen deferred on account of various munie-
ipal technicalities. It is expected that
these trifling difficulties will be overcome
in time to make the display complete and
representative of Penusylvania’s prosperity
progress aud enterprise fur the opening of
the Exposition on May 1st,
This display of pictures will be on view in
the most conspicuous part of the Pennsyl-
vania bnilling~the rotunda. = The lib-
erty hell will be hung there, and this
circumstance will make it one of the most
important centres of attraction at the Fair.
The photographs will be of uniform size
and uniformly framed, and shoald prove
$0 b- one of the most interesting and in-
structive features of the Pennsylvania ex-
hibits.
A Correction.
Bellefonte, Pa., Dec. 7th, 1903.
Dear Sir: In describing the rohbery
which recently took place at the house of
Mrs. Eddy, the leader of the Christian
Science movement, you omitted to state
that all articles taken from the house by
the liglar were afterward discovered in
an adjoining woods and returned to the
owner.
It maz not he out of place to make (his
announcement at this time and thereby
correct the erroneous impression which has
been left in the minds of your readers re-
garding this event.
Mrs. Eddy claims no spacial immunity
from the depredations of dishonest per-
sons. The good she bas done for mankind
is in a large measure a protection against
dishonesty and its evil works,
We are always glad 10 know of the de:
feat of evil, and this instance the restora.
tion of the stolen goods is a matter in
which many will share the gratification.
ALBERT E. MILLER.
Joseph Hoes
On Wednesday morning, the 30th
ult., the venerable Joseph Eves, a well-
known and respected resident of Hallf-
moon valley, passed away at his
home, two miles west of Stormstown, from
the effects of a stroke of paralysis he sof-
fered at 8 o'clock the evening hefore
Deceased was about 87 years old and is
survived hy the following children :
Samuel and Mary. at home; John, David
and Mrs. Darins Blair, elsewhere. Inter.
ment was made in the Fiiend’s burying
ground on Friday.
GEO. W. Lucas.—A¢ the age of 20 years,
6 months and 4 days George W., the only
son of Miles and Elizabeth Lucas passed
away at their home in Boggs township. on
the 23rd nit. The voung man had been a.
sufferer for some time with consumption.
«and while his death had heen expected for
some time it was relieved of none «f the,
sadness that comes when one just on the:
threshold of manhood is called home.
His parents and sister Amelia survive
him: Interment was made in Fairview
cemetery on Christmas day.
se AVE ANN e
. Sarah Ellen McLaughlin.
The sudden death of Mrs. Sarah Ellen
McLaughlin on December 24th, at her
home at Snow Shoe Intersection has caused
sadness and sorrow to the hearts of many
relatives and friends. The deceased was
born October 20th, 1846, and was at the
time of her death aged 57 years, 2 months
and 4 days. 3
While bat a child she was converted and
united with the Unionville Baptist church,
of which she was a consistent member for
39 years. Her neighbors and acquaintances
testify unanimously to her devout christian
character. Her faith in her Christ was al-
ways strong and sure. She will be sadly
-missed both in her home and the commu-
nity.
Mis. McLaughlin is survived by her hus-
band, Chas. A. McLaughlin, and the fol-
lowing children : Mrs. Mary McKee, Brad-
dock; Mrs. Ethel Murray, Milesburg;
Mrs. Bessie Smith, Miss Sue McLaughlin
and Ralph, at home. These also attend-
ed the funeral : her brother, William Tay-
lor, and two daughters from Defiance, Pa.,
and ber sisters, Mrs. Mary Hancock, Run.
ville; Mrs. Martha Meyer, Rebersburg,and
Mis. Clara Leathers, Washington, D. C.
Funeral services were held at the Evan-
gelical church at the Intersection, conduct-
ed by Rev. A. C. Lathrop, assisted by Rev.
Zeigler. The funeral services were largely
attended by many relatives and friends.
Interment was made in the cemetery near
Unionville. %
John D. Wagner.
With the death of John D. Wagner, of
Martha, Centre county losses another of
its well-known citizens and veterans. He
died on Sunday, Dec. 27th, at the age
of 74 years, 4 months and 8 days. He was
a member of Company H, of the 148th,
Peona. Vol, and served nearly three
yearsin the war of the rebellion. He was
married August 18th, 1853, to Miss
Phoebe Ardrey, who still survives him.
To their union twelve children were born,
of whom seven daughters and one son sur-
vive. He has been for many years a de-
voted and consecrated christian. For 56
years he was an active member of the M.
E. church, and has been class leader of the
church at Martha since hefore the
war. Fuueral services in his memory were
held in the church at Martha, on Dec. 29th,
at 1:30 p. m. These services were attend-
ed by a large number of friends. The serv-
ice was conducted by his pastor Rev. J. B.
Durker, who was assisted by Rev. A. C.
Lathrop. Interment was made in the
Williams’ cemetery. #
May E. Aikey.
Miss May E. Aikey peacefully passed into
eternity Christmas morning, aged 21 years,
1 month and 2jdays. The deceased had been
for about nine months a sufferer from the
dread disease consumption. She was a mem-
ber of the United Brethren church, of Belle-
foute, and was possessed of a sweet chris-
tian spirit which attached many friends to
her. Daring her illness she was taken care
of in the home of her uncle and aunt, Mr.
and Mrs. John Jodon, of Milesburg, where
every ministry of love and kindness that
could be done for the young sufferer was
cheerfully rendered. She loved her bible
and Saviour, and in the very face of death
had an abiding confidence in her Lord
which led her to welcome the end.
She is survived by her father, two sisters,
Miunie and Mittie, and a half brother EI-
mer, of Bellefonte, and two brothers, Har-
ry and Eddie, of the Red schoolhouse.
Funeral services were held in the Bap-
tist charch at Milesburg, conducted by
the pastor, Rev. A. C. Lathrop, who was as-
sisted by Rav. Zeigler. *
KATIE MURRAY.—Few women pass out
of a community who leave behind them 4
memory as fraught with uprightness and
integrity as will be that of Miss Katie
Murray, who died at her home - near
Paradise on the 26th ult.
years old she bad been quite active and self
dependent until the Saturday before, when
in getting out of hed she fell, breaking her
hip. Dropsy and heart trouble developed
as a result of it causing her death within
the week. i
She was a daughter of the late Peter
Marray and her home was one of the mile
stones on the Buffalo-run road, for at one
time the postoffice was there and she ran a
little store which has been the voting place
of Patten township for many years. Her
strict integrity was a by-word in that com-
munity and it is said that in order to give
a customer the benefit of half a cent she
would break a stick of candy. She was a
member of the Lutheran church and Rev.
Aikens, of Pine Grove Mills, officiated at
her funeral on New Years day. Rev.
Eslinger, of the Method ist church, assisted.
She was buried at Gray's. Gr
Surviving her are her sisters Mrs. Emma
Moyer, of Loganton, and Mrs. Annie Neil,
of Matternville.
Wipow oF DR. BARRON DEAD.—Mrs.
Mary McCullough Barron, widow of Rev.
Dr. David H. Barron, of Hollidayshurg,
died at the home of her son James at Saco,
Maine, on Saturday morning at 6 o'clock of
ills incident to her advanced age. She was
ahout 80 years of age and bad resided in
Holhdayrburg almost fifty years, leaving
there a few weeks after the death of her
husband, which occarred Jan. 3rd, 1903.
She is survived by her son James and one
daughter, Miss Lida, both of whom reside
at Saco. Her body was placed in a receiv-
ing vault at Saco to remain until spring
when it will.be hronght to Hollidayshurg
and interred in the family:lot.... The Bar-
rons were originally from Ferguson town-
ship this connty and Dr. Barron was pastor
of the Hollidayshuig Presbyterian chnich
for more than forty years.
Though 75°
Margaret Alkens.
Mrs. Margaret Atkens, of uear Milesbhurg,
passed from earth to the heavenly life on
December 28th, at the mature age of 74
years, 4 months and 12 days. She died in
the hope of the gospel and happy in the
hope of a present Saviour. For about 58
years she had heen a member of the Mes-
siab church. She was one of a family of
20 children, all of whom have passed away
except one brother and one sister. She is
sarvived by her hushand, Perry Aikens,
three sons, Litch and William, of near
Milesburg, and George, of Uniontown,
and one daughter, Mrs. Mertie Heverly, of
Milesburg.
Funeral services in her memory were
held at her late residence on Wednesday,
December 30th, conducted by Rev. Zeigler,
assisted by Rev. A. C. Lathrop. In-
terment was made in the Messiah ceme-
tery. *
CHRISTMAS--WEDDINGS.—The marriage
of Miss Eva Bell, daughter of Mr. and Mrs.
John Bell, and Ralph J. Bierce, of Tyrone,
was celebrated on Christmas eve at 7
o’clock at the home of the bride’s parents
near Warriors-mark. Rev. E. M. Aller, of
the Warriors-mark Methodist church, pro-
nounced the ceremony and at the con-
clusion of it a sumptuous supper was
served.
The Wieland-Leitzell Wedding.
On Wednesday noon, December 23rd.,
amid the ringing of sweet wedding bells,
Sara Elizabeth, youngest daughter of Mrs.
Catherine Wieland, of Linden Hall, was
married to Murray E. Leitzell, of North-
umberland.
The assistants to the bride were Misses
Clara Gentzel and Winifred Wieland, and
to the groom were Melvin Leitzell and
Mitchell Garbrick. Masters Earl Rishel and
Boyd Wieland were pages and Scott Wie-
land gave his sister away.
Sixty gnests witnessed the ceremony in
the beautifully decorated parlor. Prof.
Philip H. Meyer played the wedding march
from Lohengrin, and Rey. A. A. Black
performed the marriage ceremony.
After the wedding breakfast amid showers
of rice and the good wishes of friends the
bride and groom departed on the train east
to spend their honeymoon at Northumber-
land, Bethlehem and Philadelphia. After
January 15th, they will be at home to
their friends in their new house at Linden
Hall, where the groom is employed as
bookkeeper for the Linden Hall Lumber
company.
GARDINER--NOLAN.—Joseph Nolan and
Miss Rebecca Gardiner, both of this place,
surprised their friends considerably by be-
ing married on Christmas at Emporinm.
The bride is a native of Roanoke, Va., but
bas resided at the home of her grandfather,
William Long, on Reynolds avenue, since
the death of her mother several years ago,
while Joe is well known as one of the
younger sons of engineer Jerry Nolan. He
is an industrious, diligent. young man, and
so good natured that surely comfort and
prosperity will come his way.
UTLEY--GATES.—At noon on Christmas
day, Miss Sarah L. Utley, of Dungarvin,
and Benner G. Gates, of Loveville, were
united in marriage by the Rev. E. M.
Aller, of the Warriors-mark Methodist
church. The marriage took place at the
home of Mr. and Mrs. Robert Malaker and
‘| was a very pleasant affair.
LINDSEY-- KUNES.—Miss Annie Lindsey,
of Maidsville, and Clarence Kunes, of
Eagleville, were married on Tuesday, the
20th, of December, at Howard, by Rev.
George F. Boggs, pastor of the Methodist
{ church. The young people will make their
home at Eagleville, where the groom is
highly respected.
LOWER-- ROTHROCK—On Thursday, Dec.
31st, at 6 o’clock Miss Eunice Lower and
Chester Rothrock, of Altoona, were mar-
ried at the home of the bride in Warriors.
mark by the Rev. E. M. Aller. Mr. and
Mrs. Rothrock will make their home in
Altoona upon their return. from their wed-
ding trip to Cleveland. Ohio.
NORRIS--MARSHALL—On Tuesday even-
ing Nov. 11th, 1903, at the home of the
bride’s father in Benner township, Centre
county, Pa., by the Rev. E. L. Eslinger,
pastor of the Half-moon M. E. charge,
Mr. Charles R. Norris, of State College.
and Miss Eva A. Marshall, of Benner town-
ship, this connty.
FYE--LuTZ.—On Tuesday, Dec. 29th,
1903, at the home of the bride's parents in
Benner township, Centre county, Pa., by
the Rev. Eslinger, Mr. Wm. A. Fye, of
Altoona, Pa., and Miss Mary M. Lutz, of
Benner township, this county.
SELLERS—ELLENBERGER. — On Satur-
day, Jan. 20d, 1904, at the M. E. parson-
age, Stormstown, by the Rev. Eslinger, Mr
James H. Sellers and Miss Inez G. Ellen-
berger, both of near Warriors-mark, Pa.
——On Saturday evening, the 26th, the
barn of A. E. Loomis near Beech Creek
was entirely destroyed by fire. Four horseg
perished in the flames with all the harness,
farm implements feed, hay and grain. For-
tunately his cattle, 14 head, were in the
barn yard at the time the fire broke ous
and thus escaped being burned. The origin
of the fire is a mystery.
——VIN-TE-NA—Brain. workers, such
as Bankers, Merchants, Bookkeepers, Law-
yers, Ministers, Clerks, etc., whose con-
stant strain of work givés a depressed feel-
ing, tired over- worked - brain,fagged nerves,
nervousness, sleeplessness, can quickly re-
store health by useing VIN-TE NA. If
nos henefited money ref unded. All drng-
gists.