Bena idan
Bellefonte, Pa., February 14, 1919.
YOU AND YOU.
Every one of you won the war—
You and you and you—
Pressing and pouring forth,
more,
Toiling and straining from shore to shore
To reach the flaming edge of the dark
‘Where man in his milions went up like a
spark;
You, in your thousands and millions com-
ing,
All the sea ploughed with you, all the air
humming,
All the land loud with you,
All our hearts proud with you,
All our souls bowed with the awe of your
coming!
more and
Where's the Arch high enough,
Lads, to receive you,
Where's the eye dry enough,
Dears, to perceive you,
When at last and at last in your
you come
Tramping home?
glory
Every one of you won the war,
You and you and you—
You that carry an unscathed head,
You that halt with a broken tread,
And oh, most of all, you Dead, you Dead!
Lift up the Gates for these that are last, |
That are last in the great Procession.
Let the living pour in, take possession,
Flood back to the city, the ranch,
farm,
The church and the college and mill,
Back to the office, the store, the exchange,
Back to the wife with the babe on her arm,
Back to the mother that waits on the sill,
And the supper that's hot on the range.
the
And now, when the last of them all are by,
Be the Gates lifted up on high
To let those Others in,
Those Others, their brothers, that softly
tread,
That come so thick, yet take no ground,
That are so many, yet make no sound,
Our Dead, our Dead, our Dead!
O silent and secretly-moving throng,
In your fifty thousand strong,
Coming at dusk when the wreaths have
dropt,
And streets are empty, and music stoppt,
Silently coming to hearts that wait
Dumb in the door and dumb at the gate,
And hear your step and fly to your call—
Every one of you won the war,
But you, you Dead, most of all!
—Edith Wharton, in Scribner's Magazine.
U. S. NAVAL FORCES LAID 70.-
000 MINES.
Rear Admiral Joseph Strauss and
Commander William Glassford, who
achieved distinction with the Ameri-
can naval forces abread, have arrived
on beard the Lapland at New York. '
Admiral Strauss was head of the!
greatest mine-laying expedition’ ever
attempted, when an American and’
British fleet, working under his order,
spread 70,000 mines across the North
Sca from the Scottish coast to Nor-
way, 245 miles, and virtually bottled
up the German submarines operating
out of Heligoland and Kiel. i
“When the armistice came and
some time before that, the work of
laying the great field, 20 miles wide
and 245 miles long, was completed,” !
said Admiral Strauss, “and long be-!
fore that time we had begun to take
toll from the Huns. We have posi-
tive information that many German
* submarines were destroyed. Our
fleet consisted of eleven ships between
5000 and 6000 tons, four ocean tugs
and several tenders and a force of
7000 men. |
“We have laid 70,000 mines, and at
one time laid 5500 mines in four
hours. There were plans perfected to
lay a complete mine barrier in the
Mediterranean, when the armistice
came and stopped further work. The
British navy had three ships working !
with us.”
Commander Glassford was com-
mander of the destroyer Shaw when |
her steering gear jammed at :
o'clock in the morning of October 9. |
She was one of the convovs of the gi- |
ant Cunarder Aquitania, then in the |
British channel loaded with American |
troops for a British port. It was a!
question of whether the Shaw would !
ram the Cunarder or Commander |
Glassford suffer his craft to be cut
down. He chose the latter course, and
the Shaw was cut in two just forward
of the bridge by the knife-like bow of
the Aquitania. .
Sir Charles C. Allen, head of the
Goaport Aircraft company, yachts-
man, who arrived, said that had the
British government allowed the use
of an aircraft engine that had been
developed the Atlantic would have
been crossed by airships at least four
times by this time.
“It is logical that a flying boat
must be the craft to make the trans-
Atlantic trip,” said Sir Charles.
“We are building the largest flying
froat in the world at the present time,
which can make the trip and return
at an economical speed of seventy-
five miles an hour if necessary. It
would be a sportsman’s game to cross
by airplane by high speed, but it is
the flying boat that will be selected
to make the voyage an undoubted
success. It is doubtful if any cross-
i will be made before next year.”
—Ex,
Another Roosevelt Story.
“Theodore Roosevelt never failed to
take a side or a stand in any argu-
ment or any fight,” said Judge Ben
B. Lindsey, of Denver, at a communi-
ty memorial service in the First Con-
gregational church a. Wilmette.
“Roosevelt was the most courageous
man of his day,” said Judge Lindsey.
“He was the type of man the country
needs as a political leader. I was with
Col. Roosevelt when he was shot in
Milwaukee. The bullet of the would-
be assassin struck a folded speech in
his pocket. In the speech were the
names of a number of his enemies.
Some of their names were obliterated
by the bullet. At the hospital he
smilingly remarked to me that his en-
emies had done him a service at last.”
—Chicago Tribune.
The Infant Terrible.
Caller—How much your hair is like
your mother’s. ne
Little Girl—Oh, nc, it isn’t.
Mam-
| ruary,” gives appropriate lines in his
| a pasteboard heart, each to be in a
ma’s comes off and mine don’t.
VALENTINE MEMORIES
AND |
GAMES.
St. Valentine’s Day! What fond,
sentimental recollections of our youth
it recalls! Even when we were boys
we manufactured terrible Valentines,
consisting of a very sanguine heart,
or generally two hearts, pierced by
an arrow, the artistic offering being
drawn with a liberal amount of red
ink, while underneath was sure to be
some doggerel about mine, thine, di-
vine and valentine.
Then there was, and still are, for
that matter, the grotesque comic val-
entine, in which the butcher, the bak-
er, the grocer, the plumber, the dude,
the flirt, etc., are lampooned with
slapstick satire a la Billy Sunday, if
he wrote verse, though Heaven forbid!
REAL HEART TEASERS.
There are many dainty and really ar-
tistic valentines, the receipt of which
sets many a maid’s heart a-flutter.
The poets, of course, have sung elo-
quently about the day, and some of
these songs, such as Herrie’s (who
seems to have been a hack poet, for
he sang about everything) give the
origin of the pretty custom:
Oft have I heard both youths and virgins
say
Birds choose their mates, and couples, toe,
this day;
But by their flight I never can divine
When I shall couple with my valentine.
Praed, in “Song of the 14th of Feb-
usual breezy way:
Apollo has peeped through the shutter,
And awakened the witty and fair;
The boarding-school belle’s in a flutter,
The two-penny post’s in despair;
The breath of the morning is flinging
A magic on blossom, on spray,
And cockneys and sparrows are singing
In chorus on Valentine's Day.
Last year the Cockneys were singing
in the trenches, incidentally hearing
the shots and shells “singing,” and re
ceiving as well as sending Valentines,
though Mars is a ruthless rival of Cu-
id.
Of Valentines there are no end, be-
ing of all kinds, shapes and sizes.
Of paper curiously shaped, (sang Bohn)
Scribblers today of every sort,
In verses Valentines y’clep’d
To Venus chime their annual court.
I, too, will swell the motley throng,
And greet the all-auspicious day,
Whose privilege permits my song,
My love thus secret to convey.
St. Valentine’s day is a pretty priv-
ilege for lovers, and an interesting
one for everyone else, for as Emer-
son said, though we generally mis-
quote it: “All mankind loves a lov-
er.
Certain people, however, take an
unfair advantage of the “all auspic-
ious day” to send forth a spiteful car-
icature to an enemy, though in many
cases there is no deliberate intention
of insult, but a spirit of fun of the el-
emental variety.
GAMES FOR THE DAY.
In fact, St. Valentine’s day is a day
of youthful frolic, and there are nu-
merous ways of passing the evening
delightfully. For instance, on the ar-
rival of the guests partners may be
chosen by giving each girl one-half of
different color, then, from a grab-bag,
the boys draw their halves of the
hearts, matching colors with the girls
for partners. §
Then for the jolly games! Putting |
an arrow in a heart is good fun. ’Tis |
done like this: On a white sheet on
the wall is drawn a large heart. The
players stand a short distance away,
and with sharp-pointed arrows try to!
hit and pierce the heart. This is
harder to do than it sounds, as the ar- |
rows often rebound. This game can
be made more interesting by blind- |
folding the players, turning them |
about to confuse their sense of direc- |
tion, and then letting them try to pin |
the arrow on the heart (where they |
think it is). The way in which the
players go, and where they pin their |
hearts furnishes no end of fun. The
one who succeeds not only wins a|
prize, but will soon be happily mar-
MATCHING VALENTINES. |
Matching Valentines is another jol- |
ly game. A comic Valentine is put!
into an envelope, a boy draws one |
from a bag, and his partner is given
an envelope with a jumble of letters, |
and from these they are to write a
verse appropriate for the Valentine. |
The original verse is written in a
notebook, which the hostess keeps. !
After a given time each reads aloud |
what they have written, then the has-
tess reads from her notebook the cor- |
responding poem. As the two are’
greatly different, plenty of fun is the |
result. :
Many other interesting games can |
be played. The frolic should end with
a dinner of light refreshments. The
tablecloth may be decorated with fes-
toons of crimson paper hearts. Little
Cupids will do for favors, and a large
ry cardboard heart for a centrepiece,
filled with candy and nuts.
The menu should be suggestive of
St. Valentine’s day, such as dough-
nuts formed in lover’s knots, heart-
shaped cakes with red icing, sand-
wiches cut in heart shapes, etc,
while cider or grapejuice will do for |
beverages. ’
Mercy for Flies.
A French doctor, famous for his ef-
forts to protect animals from cruelty,
was one day annoyed by a big blue fly
which buzzed uninterruptedly on a
window pane. The doctor called his
man servant.
“Do me the kindness,” said he, “to
open the window and put that fly care-
fully outside.”
“But sir,” said the servant, who
thought of the drenching the room
might get through an open casement,
“it is raining hard outside.”
“Qh, is it?” exclaimed the doctor.
“Then please put the little creature
in the waiting room and let him stay
there till the weather clears.”
——The world’s record for carry-
ing an umbrella belongs to Postmas-
ter General Burleson. He has carried
an umbrella for 36 years; is never
without one. The reason is this:
When he was nineteen years of age
he had an attack of gout. It left his
walking difficult, he disliked to carry
a cane, so he adopted an umbrella.
He has now carried one for over 13,000
days.
DON’T QUIT!
“You're sick of the game?”
that’s a shame;
Well, now,
You're young and you're brave and
you're bright.
“You've had a raw deal?” I know, but
don’t squeal;
Buck up, do your damnedest and fight.
It’s the plugging away that will win you
the day,
So don’t be a piker, old pard.
Just draw on your grit; it’s so easy to
quit,
It's the keeping your-chin-up that's
hard. Anon.
HAVE A HOBBY IF YOU WOULD
LIVE LONG.
New York. — This hurly-burly,
racking existence that many of us
lead day after day and year in and
year out would soon finish us off com-
pletely, says the American, if we
hadn’t a few real side interests to
fuss with during our few hours respite
from the daily grind. “Fleas are good
for a dog,” says David Harum, “be-
cause they keep him from thinking on
being a dog.” Hobbies are in some-
what the same category—they keep
us from thinking of our troubles.
The average American boy runs a
whole gamut of hobbies before he
leaves a grammar school. Usually he
starts with postage stamps or coins,
passes on through successive years of
picture-card, mineral, sea shell and
butterfly collecting, and finally grad-
uates into amateur photography,
wireless telegraphy, aeroplane making
or something else of the semi-scien- |
tific or mechanical sort.
Stamp and coin collecting are the
childhood hobbies that most often per-
sist into mature manhood. Thousands
of grown-ups are as eager devotees of
philately and numismatics as they
ever were in their teens. Not infre-
quently a small fortune is paid for
some rare stamp or coin, while there
are many collections of both valued
at thousands of dollars, says a wrifer
in Gas Logic. So strong a hold has
the stamp-collecting mania on the
public that small nations frequently
find it profitable to put out entire new
issues of stamps.
There are many other hobbies com-
mon to large numbers of people—
rare books and prints, old china, laces,
pewter-ware, chickens, yachting, epi-
taphs, birds, sweet peas and dahlias,
heraldry, autographs and so on ad in-
finitum. The most interesting fads,
however, are those that have an un-
usual twist. There is no end of hob-
bies of that sort. One of the strang- :
est things about them is that they so
often represent the almost exact an-
Hithesis of the hobbyist’s vocation in
ife.
One of New York’s ablest and best
known chemists, for example, is an
ardent devotee of everything theat-
rical. For years he has carefully col-
lected books, periodicals and clippings
dealing with every phase of the life
and accomplishments of stage folk.
His home is filled with theii pictures
and autographs, with the playbills of
premieres and other souvenirs of the
drama that are the chief joy of their
scientifically-minded owner.
In the same class is an English
clergyman who is an enthusiastic col-
lector of old decanters. Still another
clergyman—the rector of a large New
York city church—took up wood-
carving in odd moments and in a
small workshop in his rectory turned
out a great deal of wonderful work of
this kind. A beautifully carved altar
and other woodwork in the church
may be seen today.
Another hobby far removed from
the everyday interests of its owner—
a hardheaded business man—is that
of collecting everything printed on the
subject of Paris.
It would scarcely be stretching it
much to say that he actually lives
there. He has practically everything
ever printed and obtainable on Paris
—ancient tomes, guidebooks to its
streets and points of interest printed
in all languages, and maps of all per-
iods. No one, perhaps, knows all
“Paree” better.
Motorists Pay Millions.
Harrisburg.—Receipts from 1919
automobile licenses are around $2,-
000,000, many thousands of dollars
ahead of what they were at this time
last year. Money has been rolling in-
to the automobile division at a rate
which has never been known before,
and one of the reasons assigned is
that the weather conditions have been
of a character which has permitted
owners of cars to drive them freely.
The division has been running with
three shifts of men in order to get out
the tags.
Those Girls.
Miss Elderly—Next year is leap
year, I had a chance to marry las
leap year, but I wouldn’t accept it
because everybody would say I had
done the proposing.
Miss Keen—You were foolish, dear;
they would have said that at any time.
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Up to Date?
This interesting question will be answered
when the result of the campaign for the
local Y. M. C. A. is known.
Should we not,
as citizens of Bellefonte, help to bring a
right answer ?
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