= Bellefonte, Pa., June 11, 1915.
STAIN NOT THE SKY.
Ye gods of battle, lords of fear,
Who work your iron will as well
As once ye did with sword and spear,
With rifled gun and rending shell—
Masters of sea and land, forbear
The fierce invasion of the inviolate air!
With patient daring man hath wrought
A hundred years for power to fly,
And shall we make his winged thought
A hovering horror in the sky,
Where flocks of human eagles sail,
Dropping their bolts of death on hill and
dale?
Ah, no! the sunset is too pure,
The dawn too fair, the noon too bright,
For wings of terror to obscure
Their beauty and betray the night
That keeps for man, above his wars,
The tranquil vision of untroubled stars.
Pass on, pass on, ye lords of fear!
Your footsteps in the sea are red,
And black on earth your paths appear
With ruined homes and heaps of dead.
Pass on, and end your transient reign,
And leave the blue of heaven without a
stain.
The wrong ye wrought will fall to dust,
‘The right ye shielded will abide;
The world at last will learn to trust
« In law to guard and love to guide;
The Peace of God that answers prayer
Will fall like dew from the inviolate air.
—Henry Van Dyke, in the Independent.
The Hague, Netherlands.
RETURNING FROM INDIA.
By One on Medical Duty in that Far Eastern
Country. China as Seen on a Brief Trip
* Through Some of It’s Cities.
SHANGHAI, MARCH 8th, 1914.
Dear Home Folk:
A dérk, rainy, sullen Sunday and I am
sitting trying to imagine myself warm in
an English boarding house kept for mis-
sionaries. No, not by the biggest stretch
of imagination could you think yourself
comfortable on such a cold, wet day with-
out any fire, but as I am going on to Pe-
king in a day or two it will matter but
little—just another thing that makes me
long for money and then I'd go to the
Astor House, a very decent hotel.
I had intended to write you some more
© details about Canton, but somehow the
days on ship board slipped past and I
didn’t keep any record of time. But I
do wish I could take you in the sedan
chair, after the *“sanpan” ride, where
women are the rowers—and such nice,
neat looking ones, fat, happy folks, who
seemed to beon good terms with their
neighbors. The chairs are so easy and
you feel like the ladies on the circus
elephant look, for of course all the folks
natural to these parts stop and stare at
you. y
The Chinese folk wear clothes made to
“sorter” fit them and all the coolies seem
to have solved the puzzle of how to use
both hands and yet carry a protection
- from the rain. They wear hats shaped
like a parasol and covered with oil-skin;
the hats wide enqugh to even protect
the shoulders. It really seemed as
though I would enjoy wearing one my-
self. i
Did I tell you of the broth I saw the
coolies eating; they had been unloading
the boat and, tired and wet, the cook
boat drew alongside and in it were little
Chinese cups, with China spoons in them
and for a penny he put in a little raw
fish, chopped fine, a little ham and onion,
and what looked like crackers—all chop-
ped fine. Over this was dipped from an
immense pot, steaming hot broken rice,
cooked until it looked like thickened
milk. This was handed to the patron at
once and I can assure you he lost no
time in disposing of this curious concoc-
tion. Or to meet the long, long lines of
coolies with their burden placed in two
buckets—one on each end of a pole which
they carried on their shoulder—and this
‘time they contained onions. I think all
Canton must be preserved in onions,
judging from the mass I saw. The cu-
rios were so beautiful but if one started,
I wonder where they would stop; ability
to buy was all you needed—but I have
bought but little.
The trip to Shanghai was by the boat
“8.8.” Siberia, U. S. mail steamer, and what
* apleasant time we had. Oh, such nice
folk, but the elements decided that we
must have a new experience so a heavy,
heavy fog drifted in over the sea and we
were alone in the world. Down went
the anchor and all one day and night we
lay there waiting for sight. There were
five other boats anchored just near us, so
we discovered—but we did not know it
until the next day. We came into Shang-
hai late and had a little ride on the ten-
der, as no big boat can cross the bar in
Shanghai harbor unless half unloaded and
s0 passengers are sent up the last twelve
miles by the tiny boat. This bar has a
history: Hundreds of years ago there
was no bar, but the tides placed one and
the Chinese say that Shanghai was loved
by the gods and so the protection sent;
but it was the cause of our nearly going
to the bottom. As we were going along
merrily, we were looking into the setting
sun, when a great high black Russian
mail steamer steamed right toward us.
We thought that it would swing into the
' river at our side so the regulation signal
was given and answered but instead of
changing her course on she came, seem-
ingly intent only upon getting away
home. And then, folks dear, we puny
humans realized that in less time than I
can tell it, our little boat would be cut
directly in two "unless something unfor-
' seen could save us—and it did. Just as
we all with bated breath stood waiting
for the crash, our man at the wheel]
| swung our boat about into the direction |
they were going and the big ship’s nose |
‘was swung about into our direction.
{ They struck us about four feet from the
bow and down we all went like ten-pins;
; but not a scream nor a moan and I know
for one, I expected to see our boat go
under immediately. At once dozens of
| native boats came alongside to render
: aid, but it was found that only one bulk-
head had been crushed and the other
' would take us the last six miles, so on
| we steamed. We did not realize how
! fortunate we had been until next day,
| the newspapers repeating the accident
remarked that as the tides in the river at
that point were so peculiar that had we
. gone down most of us would never have
come to the surface again. I came here |
| with the people with whom I expect to
i see Peking so, although it is not especial-
[ly comfortable, they are here also and
| that means much. :
This city is too thoroughly tinged with
the west to really be anything but a
European city with a Chinese quarter.
There are big, beautiful buildings, splen-
; did street car services, motor cars by the
bushel; but I ride in the rickshaw, for I
like to be jogged along by the funny
padding men. Here, too, the asphalt
streets, the rubber-tired vehicles make
you remember that you are getting home,
if the fact that I am living on the fourth
floor after two years of a first floor exist-
ence, did not remind me each time I
climb to my room.
Somehow, it seemed when I lived in
the United States I knew plenty of peo-
ple, but strangely enough they always
seemed to belong and stay just where I
knew them and so unlike nearly every
other person I have met this far, I know
no one out here and while my traveling
eompanions are hunting up folk to visit
with, I may look at the shops or study
native life at a short quarter.
Tuesday morning we leave early, going |
to Nanking; then to Peking, stop at Shan
Hai Kuan, to see the great wall; then on
to Mukden, down to Antung, thence to
Seoul, (Kor.a) and Fusan, and to Shi-
monoseki, (Japan) and after that I don’t
just know, for you see it will depend on
many things. But I am hoping the cher-
ry blossoms will be all abloom by the
time I reach there for I do want to see
them; but know this, that if Japan is as
cold as it is here now those little pink
blossoms would get their noses pinched
by Jack Frost’s naughty fingers.
These Chinese kiddies are the cutest
affairs I have seen in the east; seems as
though one can’t honestly tell which way
they ought to move—they are so fat and
round, rolling would seem the easiest.
They’ are so ducky I want to squeeze one
until J am honestly sure it isn’t all just a
cotton baby. The Chinese ladies, of
course, don’t wear skirts; they are far
beyond us and when their fashion comes
in I'll adopt it at once—all except their
shoes, for the tiny feet, so deformed that
they positively make me sick, is revolt-
ing. I must just pinch myself to remem-
ber that this is really my own self. And
now I'm off to bed.
(Continued next week.)
Must Give Name and Address.
An act prescribing the duties of col-
lectors of taxes in boroughs and town-
ships and for county treasurers has been
passed and approved by Governor Brum:
baugh. As the new law is of far-reaching
importance to all collectors in the coun-
ty they should peruse and become con-
versant with the same which is as fol-
lows: .
SECTION 1. Be it enacted, etc, That
each collector of taxes before he assumes
the duties of his office shall notify the
county treasurer, in writing, setting forth
his name, address, where the taxes are
receivable, the office hours when he sits
to receive taxes, and the district or dis-
tricts for which he collects taxes.
SECTION 2. The county tredsurer shall
procure, at the expense of the county, a
book to be known as the Tax Collectors’
Address Book, wherein he shall cause to
be set forth and indexed, by township
and by borough, and by name of collec-
tor, the information furnished him as re-
quired in section one of this act. Such!
book shall be kept in the office of the
county treasurer, and shall be open dur-
ing office hours to public inspection.
SECTION 3. Any person who neglects
or refuses to comply with the provisions
of this act shall on conviction summari-
ly before any alderman, magistrate or
justice of the peace be sentenced to pay
a fine of not more than fifty dollars.
Advantages of the Zeppelin in War.
The value of the airship in warfare has
been much underrated for the reason
that its powers and limitations are im-
perfectly understood. It is true that
when it goes abroad in daylight and in a
clear sky it has small hope of escape
when attacked by hostile zroplanes. In
such a case its bulk, which enables it to
raise heavy weights and to fly for days
without alighting, is a serious disadvant-
age. But the commander of an airship,
if he has studied the limitations of his
craft, will not expose himself to attack in
daylight: or, if compelled to do so, will
go out under the guard of a patrol of
2roplanes. An airship, hovering from
dawn until dusk behind its own lines,
protected by guns and by 2roplanes, can
make a detailed and continuous survey
of the enemy’s position.
At night, with engines silenced, and
flying so high perhaps that it is hidden
among clouds, an airship can steal over
the hostile territory without being seen
or heard. Of course the enemy may
detect its presence by means of search-
lights; but it is not easy for a search-
light to find it, especiglly above a great
city, where the dense atmosphere re-
duces the penétraing power of the light.
—Claude Grahame-White, on “Aircraft in
War,” in the Youth’s Companion. ’
——They are all good enough, but the
‘of the people outside.”
WATCHMAN is always the best.
THE NEW CRUSADE.
mt
- BY CHARLES STELZLE.
“The time has come when the church
must emphasize more strongly the salvation
of society. It must help to raise the level of
hving and thinking to so high a plane that
it will not be necessary to Lift men and
women so far when they make the decision '
to adopt the Christian standard.
(Concluded from last week)
AS WIDE AS HUMAN LIFE.
If it is desirable to preach about the
Hebrew Fathers who lived in the wilder-
ness three or four thousand years ago, it
surely is more to the point to talk about
the Abrahams and the Isaacs and the
Jacobs who live in our city tenements
today. If we listen with swelling throats
to the story of Christ blessing the little
children, what credit does such emotion
do us if we can hear of the babies in the
mills without a twinge of conscience? If
it is a good thing to export our gospel to
the heathen in foreign lands who need it
in all the fullness of its healing power,
surely it ought to be good enough for
home consumption—or shall we confess
that this gospel is effective only when it
it exported, and that it is non-effective in
a so-called Christian country where one
would expect it to be at its very best?
After all, is this gospel the best and the
only solvent of the social question, as
many of us have been contending when
talking to workingmen? Let’s be honest
about it, if only to ourselves.
The gospel, as Jesus taught it, is as
wide as human life and as broad as hu-
man experience, Anything short of this
ideal is an insult to him who gave it to
us and a slander upon true Christianity.
This gospel should have a clear-cut!
message regarding child-labor, women in
industry, the sweatshop, underpaid and
over-worked men, the ‘unsanitary tene- '
ment and workshop,the scourge of tuber- | William McFarlane
culosis, and every other condition which
is breaking down human life * and!
efficiency. Without committing itself to
any particular social system, the church
must apply the fundamental principles of
Jesus to society in all its ramifications.
It cannot endorse Socialism, Communism,
Anarchism, or any other ism, but it
should be big enough to tolerate and wel-
come every man and woman whose life
is dominated by the spirit of Jesus and
who is honestly seeking to bring in the]
Kingdom of God, no matter what their |
convictions with reference to economic
or social systems may be. They have a
perfect right to accept these philosophies
and systems—provided that they are
doing what they consider is right and are
animated by the spirit of Jesus. :
Social service means bigger things than
mere personal salvation. The church
has for many years been limiting its
work to the saving of individuals. This
has been an important service. But the
time has come when the church must
emphasize more strongly the salvation of
society. It must help to raise the level
of living and thinking to so high a plane
that it will not be necessary to lift men
and women so far when they make the
decision to adopt the Christian standard.
The step should be made as short and as
normal as possible. The Christian life
will then be easier to maintain and there
will not be the same chance to slip back
into the old ways. :
Every great period in the world’s pro-
gress demands a new message, rather, a
new emphasis on the old message. Mar-
tin Luther preached the doctrine of
“justification by faith.” It seemed to be
the message needed in his day and he
became its prophet. Later came John
Calvin, who emphasized the ‘sovereignty
of God.” Then John Wesley balanced
up things by advocating the doctrine of
“the free will of men.” He was follow-
ed by Charles G Finney, who thundered
“the law of God,” and next came Dwight
L. Moody, who pleaded “the love of God.”
Each became a prophet for his day, be-
cause he saw the needs of his times.
Each included the messages of his pred-
ecessors, but he added a fresh emphasis.
The day has arrived for the proclama-
tion of a great new truth—the social |
message of the gospel as contrasted with
the message of the individual. The one
is just a trifle blind and a good bit selfish;
the other connected with all that even
remotely may touch a man’s life in one
way or another. And here’s the slogan
for the new crusade: “He that saveth
his life shall lose it!”
NOT TO BE MINISTERED UNTO
Somebody once asked Canon Wilber-
force: “Wilberforce, how is it about your
soul?” And the great man replied: “To
tell the truth, I've been so concerned
about these poor slaves that I forgot I
had a soul.” And Wilberforce was near-
er the Kingdom of God than many a
zealot who is tremendously concerned
about his own soul’s salvation.
There's a church in an Eastern city
which has a legend carved in the stone
arch over its front entrance that reads:
“This church is conducted for the benefit
This is social
service: it is forgetfulness of self.
Jesus came not to be ministered unto
but to minister. He came to give his life
a sacrifice for mankind. This is the basis
of all his teaching. This is the philosophy
of his religion; and you will recall that
he said to his disciples: “As the father
hath sent me, even so send I you.”
Some of us have been thinking only of
what we could get out of our religion.
Jesus thought only of what he could put
into it. You will remember that he spent
much of his time healing the sick and
feeding the hungry. He was so busy
ministering to the purely physical needs
of the people that he forgot to eat. His
disciples thought that he was “beside
himself.” They, too, felt in a groping
way that he was over-emphasizing the
social service side of his mission, just as
there are some solicitous people in the
church today who cannot be patient with
others who serve as their Master did,
and who feel that his example and. his
precepts are a sufficient basis of action
for them.
“He that saveth his life shall lose it
. . . . and he that loseth his life for my
sake” (and this means for the sake of
our fellow men) “shall find it.”
This is the fundamental principle of
the great new crusade which is, after all,
the oldest religion.—The Woman's Home
Companion.
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SOLDIER DEAD.
Following is a list of old soldiers bur-
ied in the cemeteries of Ferguson and
: College townships, as furnished us by
| Capt. W. H. Fry:
{ PINE GROVE MILLS.
| John E. Thomas Daniel Musser (1812)
. E. Reed William Floyde (1812)
amuel Reed John Goheen
Reuben Reed . A. Murphy
| W. H. Stonebraker 0s. Murphy
| Michael Grosman G. R. Dunlap
i Er Daniel O’Bryan
* Fred Seigel Wallace Hunter
Daniel Sheffer (1812) J. H. oIthey
: G.Daniel Musser Alex Sampell
| Robert Craig obert Eason
George Trimbal R. G. Brett
Joserh, Ward George Eckel
.G. Heberling J. R. Smith
James Dunlap Harry Sholl
G. D. Dannley Isaac Merryman
C. S. Faber D. L. Miller
: W. H. Graham Cyrus Goss
, Gabriel Lucas D.S. Erb
D. H. Weaver Reuben Hamer
John Musser W.]. Henry
G. W. Keichline J. G. Hess
Hs: Bailey H. W. McCracken
illiam Musser Thomas Kustaborder
MEEK’S CEMETERY.
H. C. Campbell W. A. Carter
John Campbell John McKelvey
A. K. Harper D: S. Keys
; : BRANCH CEMETERY.
. Gen. John Potter (1776
i PINE HALL CEMETERY.
W. C. Patterson Harry Sheffler
Samuel Lytle Joseph Sheffler
| David Krebs A. R. McCollum
George Murphy David Behrers
John Cramer George Cronemiller
John Bottorf Jae
| Hugh Riddle ohn Fagan
¢
STATE COLLEGE.
| Dr. George W. Atherton
i
BRANCH CEMETERY.
Col. Robt. McFarlane Wm. Thompson
Adam Hartsock
Hiram Thompson
George Glenn
Thomas Glenn John Halderman
Daniel Riley John Moore (1812)
Daniel Osman (1812) Geo. Cronemiller (1812)
Benj. Osman Reuben Cronmiller
Dr.J.A.Lawrence (Mex) Jacob Ray
W. P. Hasson artin Houser
Capt. R. M. Foster Christ Houser
Samuel Everhart Fred Carver
Thos. Williams Andrew Shuey
Wm. Williams Uriah Stover
John Burrows Uriah Evey |
J. W. Stewart L. B. McEntire
Cornelius Dale Harry Fishel
Alex Johnson ohn Hoy
"Wm Burchfield . H. Boyer
James Mattz J. C. Bathgate
PENNSYLVANIA FURNACE.
Robert Keatley Lem Scruders
Geo. W. Sharrer ohn Cornelius
ames H. Benn as. Cornelius
ohn Goddard nos Calderwood
ohn Burd Lieut. John Irvin
m. H. Bateman George Goodman
George Harris
The Russian Soldier.
“The Russian common soldier is one
of the most patient of creatures. He has
all the qualities of a willing horse. He
follows his officers blindly. Judged by
American standards, he lacks initiative;
but in the war of the trenches initiative
plays little part. You can put a com-
pany of Russian soldiers into a trench
and they will stay there until they are all
killed, captured, or frozen. When it so
happens that all their officers are disabled
they have one simple rule—to charge.
‘They have received orders that under no
circumstances must they go back, so they
merely go forward.
“I don’t believe that they know much
.of what the war is all about, but they
have a distinct dislike for the Germans.
It is said that they never did understand
why they were fighting the Japanese,
who were a people practically unknown
to them. But the ‘Germanskis,’ they
have been told, want to take a big slice
of Holy Mother Russia. : .
No sacrifice is too great td prevent
; this. Judging from the great masses of
| troops I have seen, and these include
; regiments from the Emperor’s Guard Di-
vision and the Siberian Fusileers, I be-
lieve Russia to have the finest raw ma-
terial for her armies of any nation of the
world.” .
The Aeroplane’s Uses in War..
As the zroplane is built today, it has
only two uses in war that are really ma-
terial, or likely to influence the general
course of a campaign. Those are as
scout and as director of artillery fire.
: Upon occasion, of course, it is used as a
real offensive weapon; from it aviators
drop bombs and tiny steel arrows upon
the enemy, or make swift dashes into
the hostile territory, and there bombard
an airship shed and destroy or disable
the lurking monster within it. Occasion-
ally, one of these zroplanes may meet a
slower-flying craft and put it out of ac-
tion, or swooping down upon the enemy,
it may stampede their horses, but these
services are incidental to its chief work.
It is when the scouting airmen, flying
ahead of an army, are able to warn its
commander of some impending attack
that threatens to overwhelm him, that
they render a service that may alter the
fortunes of a battle, or even change the
whole course of a great campaign—Claude
Grahame-White, on “Aircraft in War,”
in the Youth's Companion.
“The White Man’s Burden”
Medically speaking, is dyspepsia. The
hurried eating of meals, the consumption
of greasy foods, and improperly prepared
dishes, tend to ruin the stomach. IlI-
health and unhappiness surely follow.
So long as men and women eat careless- |
ly and hurriedly so long will Nature need
the assistance of Dr. Pierce’s Golden
Medical Discovery. This great medi-
cine acting directly upon the stomach
and organs of digestion and nutrition, in-
creases the flow of the digestive juices,
cleanses the system of clogging obstruc-
making glands, and so builds up the body
with sound flesh and strong muscle.
“Golden Medical Discovery” contains no
Whiskey, alcohol or intoxicant in any
orm.
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The Blood and the Brain.
Among the many important physiological facts
that should be as well known by people generally
as they are by physicians, is the dependence of
the brain for its proper action on the vitality of
the blood. If this is impaired, the blood affords
an'imperfect stimulus to the brain, and, as a
necessary consequence, languor and inactivity
of the entire nervous system follows, and a ten-
| dency to headache or faintness makes its appear-
ance. :
It is probable that no other medicine ever pro-
duced has done more in the way of revitalizing
the blood, making it pure and rich, than Hood’s
Sarsaparilla, which should certainly be given a
trial where there is any to believe that
the blood is defective in quality or deficient in
quantity. Tha 8
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tions, stimulates the action of the blood- |
2 Hunch Almost Justified.
After shaking hands at the ferry
dock the other day, one colored man
inquired of another: “Didn’t you mar-
ry de Widow Jones. about de first of
Jinuary?’ “Dat’s me—I did,” was the
answer; “but I've dun left her.”
“Why, how’s that?’ “Well, de fust
week she called me honey; de next
week she sulked around and called
me old Richards; the third week she
cum for me wid a flatiron, an’ I'se
kinder got a hunch she don’t like
me.”—Ezxchange.
Couldn’t Prove It by Him.
“It—er—seems,” said he, regarding
the unfortunate with scientific inter-
est, “that the attacks of fever and
chills appear on alternate days. Do
you think—is it your opinion—that
they have, so to speak, decreased in
violence, if I may use that word?”
The patient smiled feebly.. “Doc,”
said he, “on fever days my head’s so
hot I can’t think, and on ague days
I shake so I can’t hold an opinion.”
Botanical Divisions,
A teacher in a Woodland avenue
school asked the other day: “How
many kinds of flowers are there?”
Three pupils held up their hands. She
chose one to reply. “Well, Isidore,
how many kinds of flowers are there?”
“Three, teacher.” “Indeed? And what
are they?” “Wild, tame an’ collie.”—
Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Toads.
Thére is nothing very attractive
‘looking about toads. If you should
find one of the homely little fellows
hopping about among your flowers and
plants do not allow anyone to disturb
him, as they are invaluable to farm-
ers and gardeners. They destroy
many insects and bugs that would oth-
erwise min plants.
Insect Pest Causes Heavy Loss.
It is reported that the blowfly
causes an annual loss of more than
1,000,000 sheep in Australia. Victoria
this pes, owing, no doubt, to the
compulsory dipping of all sheep, and
to the starlings, which are here found
in large numbers.
Source of Loneliness.
Loneliness is one of the bugbears of
mankind. With some people, it is a
constant source of unhappiness. They
make plans, sometimes exceedingly
complex, to keep it at bay. They think
that it lies outside. It really lies with-
in their own consciousness.
Pancakes Constitute a Meal,
Pancakes contain all the ingredients
necessary for a complete meal, says
a British authority. Aside from its
food value, the pancake also contains
a certain medicinal value in its pro-
portion of lecithin, which is important
in digestive processes.
Secret of True Industry.
How profitable is it for every one of
us to be reminded, as we are remind-
ed when we make ourselves aware of
the derivation of diligence from “dili-
go,” to love, that the only secret or
true industry is love of that work!—
R. C. Trench.
Wanted a Diagram.
“That young wife was evidently
buving her first turkey.” “She was,”
said the dealer, “and she was greatly
surprised that no book of instructions
went with it.”—Louisville Courier-
Journal.
{
Convalescent.
Butler (to Rev. Dr. Priestley)—No,
sir, Mr. Baker cannot see you today.
He’s very sorry indeed, sir, but he’s
too well now to see any of the clergy.
=—Life.
Subject for Congratulation.
Maybe a man is lucky if his wife
takes an interest in politics instead
of reading best sellers and feeling
hurt because he can’t act like one of
the heroes.
Daily Thought.
In the long run men hit only what
they aim at. Therefore, though they
should fail immediately, they had bet-
ter aim at something high.—Thoreau.
German Scientific Discovery.
German experiments have indicated
that drainage waters do not.tfke any
more plant food away from fertilized
soils than from unfertilized.
Dye From Osage Orange Wood.
' Osage orange wood is a source of
dye and can be used to supplement
the imported fustic wood as a perma-
nent yellow for textiles,
To Keep Butter.
When there is no ice in the house,
and there is butter to keep, submerge
it in bran heavy enough to hold a po-
tato at the surface. ¢
Uncle Eben. ‘
“Dey say dat opportunity knocks
once,” said Uncle Eben. “De man dat
misses it is liable to put in de rest of
his lifetime knockin’.”
Curious But True. :
Love is a game in which we win
when holding the smallest hands.
Beware of Discontent.
Discontent is the father of temptae
tion.—Amiel.
——For high class Job Work come to
the WATCHMAN Office.
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has not yet seriously suffered from
County Correspondence
Items of Interest Dished Up for the Delec-
tation of “Watchman” Readers by a
Corps of Gifted Correspondents.
PINE GROVE MENTION.
’Squire Keller is among the sick this
week.
Overcoats and gloves were in demand
Tuesday.
Wm. Wands is manipulating a new
Maxwell car.
. Rock Springs is undergoing an epidem-
ic of measles.
Walter Albright reports a new arrival
at his home. Its a girl, No. 2.
Willard McGirk, of Altoona, was a
business visitor on the Branch last week.
Little Daniel, son of Mr. and Mrs. W.
C. Frank, is seriously ill with bronchial
trouble.
y Miss ue Metin came up from Belle-
onte for a few days’ outing amon
friends on the Branch. 2 2 her
Little Rosella, daughter of Mr. and
Mrs. John Keller, is recovering slowly
from a surgical operation.
J. H. Williams is breaking ground for
a new home at Struble, to be completed
before the snow flakes fly.
Mr. and Mrs. George Harper were over
Sunday visitors at the old farm home,
with Ed. Mayes and family.
Farmer Chas. Henderson, of Guyer,
spent the latter end of the week with
friends at Pine Hall and State College.
Mrs. Calvin Lykens, of Benore, passed
through here Saturday on her Foi to
spend the day with friends in Bcalsburg.
: J. C. Behrers, one of Halfmoon’s hust-
ling young farmers, spent Saturday with
his cousin, Chester McCormick, at State
College familiar...
Mr. and Mrs. J. B. Gingerich, of Arch
Springs, _were welcome visitors at the
N. C. Neidigh home at White Hall, part
of last week.
N.E. Hess and wife and Harry Shaffer
and wife were royally entertained at
Sunday dinner at the H. H. Goss home
on the Branch.
Samuel Albright, of near Bellefonte,
with his family, were over Sunday’ visit-
ors at the Jacob Sunday home near
Meek’s church.
Fred B. Goss, who for the second time
was under the knife in a Pittsburgh hos-
pital, is here with his mother recuperat-
ing his shattered health.
His friends in this section were sorry
to learn of ‘Squire W. H. Musser’s acci-
dent, at his home in Bellefonte, and hope
he will not be laid up long.
Farmer James Harpster is housed up
with several broken ribs. He was ex-
amining an injured horse when the ani-
mal kicked him in the side.
Mrs. George Homan is planning to
leave her State College home and flit to
her farm in the Glades; a most bounti-
ful farm, and known as the Cal. Ayers
place. ®
Mrs. Clark Grazier is breaking ground
for a new residence on east Beaver
avenue, to which she will retire as soon
as it can be completed. At present she
resides near Warriorsmark.
Mrs. George Glenn, of State College,
gave a dinner party on Wednesday, for a
number of commencement ' visitors.
Ralph Gregory and mother, of Peters-
burg, were the guests of honor.
Dr. Ray D. Gilliland, with several
chums, are planning an auto trip South
next week. They expect to visit some
of the old battlefields-Antietam, South
Mountain, Gettysburg and other places
of interest, and will be gone a week or
ten days.
George Roan, who has been at the
Wills Eye hospital for the removal of
cataracts on bothleyes, which almost
blinded him, returned home Tuesday
with his sight restored and able to read
almost any kind of print. This his many
friends will be glad to learn. »
Frank Strouse and family are over
from Baltimore for a week’s outing and
attending commencement exercises at
old Penn State, of which Mr. Strouse is
d graduate in the class of 1892 and the
family have taken refuge at the old and
well known Strouse home at Pine Hall;
a royal place to stop.
On Monday evening while Mable and
Ruth Swabb, in company with a gentle-
man friend, were driving to State College,
their horse fell on the railroad crossing
near J. H. Strouse’s place. Passersby in
an automobile rendered assistance and
after the animal was gotten on its feet it
was found to be little injured and the
young people were able to contiune their
journey without further misshap.
Col. J. Miles Kephart came up from
Bellefonte this week and has taken quar-
ters for the summer at the St. Elmo
hotel. The Colonel is one of the best
known men in Centre county and through
his eight or ten year’s residence in the
south has imbibed enough of the south-
ern style and vernacular as to make him
appear almost “to the manor barn.” It
is hoped that his sojourn in Pine Grove
Mills will prove the recuperative atmos-
phere he so much desires.
S. E. Weber, the implement dealer of
Boalsburg, was quite seriously injured
while on a trip to the Major Ross farm
last Friday. He had gone there on busi-
ness and when his work was completed
went to unhitch his horse to go home.
While in the act of doing so the animal
frightened at something, made a plunge
forward and jammed Mr. Weber in the
right side with one of the shafts. He
sustained several broken ribs and was
otherwise injured. He was kept at the
Ross home until Sunday when he was
taken home in a car and is now improv-
ing.
‘ Couldnt See Use of It.
At a town meeting a large taxpayer
rose up to protest against building &
new school house in a certain part of
the town. “What's the good of it?
They are an ignorant set down there
anyway.”
‘ Wasted Brilllancy.
De man what talks de longest an’
de loudest sometimes says somethin’,
but his audience don't know it, kaze
dey ain't expectin’ it.—Atlanta Consti-