Dew adn
Bellefonte, Pa., October 1, 1920.
ALL RIGHT IN THE END.
I want to believe in the happy old way
"Phat all will come right in the end some
day, :
That life will be better and days will be
sweet,
Phat roses will carpet the world for men’s
feet,
“Phat love and affection and honor and
trust
Will lift us from sorrow and shadow and
dust. .
I want to go toiling with this in my heart,
That every day brings us the joy of a start
Fresh with endeavor and duty and truth,
As we swing to our tasks with the vigor
of youth, .
Singing the music of love and of cheer,
Till clouds drift apart and the storms dis-
appear.
I want to go trusting that this will be so
As out to the toil and the tumult we go;
That hearts will be kinder and life will
grow bright
With the blessing of labor that leads to
the light;
That troubles, like bubbles, will burst and
away,
And all will come right in the end some
day.—Baltimore Sun.
SWANSONS “HOME, SWEET
HOME.”
She was a slender blue-eyed girl.
With her cheeks wet she wandered in-
to the dim light beyond the splinter-
ed platform of the Redding station
and dropped her bag. Then she lean-
ed quietly against the semaphore pole
and cried.
Swanson was oiling up his nine
hundred freight engine on the second
track, hardly ten feet away. At the
sight of a woman in tears he wrinkled
his eyebrows perplexedly. The girl
cried quietly on. Swanson stopped
poking the cross-head oil-cups with
the nose of his spring can and crossed
the ties to the semaphore pole, the
long neck of the can nodding gravely
%o his legs as he came.
“Something wrong, lady ?” he asked
uncomfortably, stopping beside her.
Perhaps it was the word “lady.” It
might have been something in Swan-
son’s gray-blue eyes. At any rate, the
girl tried hard to conceal that she had
been crying.
“I—it isn’t much,” she protested
hastily. Her brace-up was so sudden
that Swanson misunderstood and
thought he was being told to mind his
own business.
“Excuse me,” he offered awkward-
ly. “I thought maybe I could help you
or something.” He started away, but
‘turned at the sound of a muffled sob.
“If you wanted to help me, why
didn’t you ask me?” choked the girl,
winking hard to keep back the tears.
“Because I'm a boob,” answered
Swanson. Penitently he studied the
platform. When he looked up, instead
of a tear-drawn face, he found clear,
pale skin, the softest of black hair,
and eyes with the purest look in them
that he had ever seen.
seconds more. ‘“‘Can I help you now?”
he asked humbly. “If I can, remem-
ber I can’t unless you tell me what's
the matter.”
“I lost the last section of my tick-
et,” confessed the girl. “And I
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ant chief draftsman of the locomotive
shops, to traveling car-tracer, to his
present important position. It was
not wholly a coincidence that his fath-
er was vice-president of the road.
“Giving a little lift,” explained
Swanson. “Missed Ninety-two. Got
to get to Queenston tonight. Friends:
expect her.” 2 0 :
“You ought to know it’s against the
rules.”
“I got a book of rules,” said Swan-
son patiently. “I've had them for
nearly half as many years as you are
old. This dosen’t come under rules at
all. She doesn’t know anybody here
in Redding and she has no money to
go anywhere.”
“1 give you no authority to take her
on.
Swanson turned reassuringly to the
frightened girl. “Don’t mind him,”
he said kindly. “Nobody on the road
does.”
“He’ll make trouble for you,” pro-
tested the girl. “Please go on with-
out me. I'll be very grateful just the
same.”
Swanson’s only reply was to pick
her up, bag and all, as if she were a
kitten and stand her on the tender
apron. He swung up after her and
showed her to the fireman’s seat,
where, a moment later, he presented
her with an enormous rectangular
bucket with a brass handle.
“Pitch in,” he invited boyishly,
jerking off the lid. “There's jelly
bread and bologna and a pie. The
things that are whole I didn’t touch.
It’s time now for us to be moving.
Don’t be scared. If you never rode in
a cab before, you'll notice we. rock
pretty bad sometimes, but tonight as
far as Queenston I'll take double good
care.” :
When Swanson went to his place,
he found Keens still on the platform.
“Can’t blame me if a bull-headed
engineman makes a fool out of him-
self and has to be shorn of a certain
special privilege he has,” observed the
road foreman meaningly.
Swanson’s only answer was the call
$0 his flagman, four shrieking blasts
that must have troubled young Keen’s
ears. A few minutes later the Red-
ding platform was left behind, and
with an ever faster shup-shup-shup-
shup they were bowling up through
the Redding yards.
To Swanson’s eye there were few
things prettier than a railroad at
night.. He never tired of it. Dark-
ness now hid the unsightly back yards
of Nicholas Alley. Ahead on the Oley
Street bridge hung, in pairs, a con-
stellation of red, green and white
lights, most of them red. Far beyond
the dim outline of the bridge were the
two red tail lights of a caboose, prob-
ably changing crews, on an extra run
to Penn City." On the east-bound
track came a facing headlight, with
the two white side lights that mark an
extra. Here and there, low on the
ground, gleamed a dozen red switch
lights and blended red and blue dwarf
lights. Dead ahead, fresh as minted
silver, curving, one exactly with the
other for all the world like the toy
tracks under the Christmas tree,
amazingly frail to bear up hurtling
tons of train, lay the westbound twin
ribbons of rail.
These magical twin rails! They
were always full of romance to Swan-
son. He could never quite grow ac-
customed to the thought that these
same rails ran all the way to Chicago,
New York and San Francisco, that
they spanned waterless deserts, cross-
haven't any money. I spent all I had | ed deep, wide rivers, wound over the
left for something to eat at Fort | great mountains, and touched hot
Wayne.”
“Fort Wayne!”
“Nothing to eat since Fort Wayne!
No wonder you look so white.
thought at first you powdered your
complexion. Where are you going?
Wait here. I'll be back in a jiffy.”
Swanson swung aggressively on to
the coaches of Ninety-two for which
he was waiting to follow up to Penn
City.
He found Ninety-two’s important
little conductor in the vestibule of his
smoker.
“We'll be out of your way in a min-
ute,” snapped that uniformed individ-
ual before Swanson could speak.
“Can’t go too soon for me. Hang
these women that expect you to carry
them for nothing. The way they dog
a conductor is a crime.”
“Flinty,” began Swanson determin-
edly, I—"
“A girl, mind you!” went on the
conductor, unheeding. She said she
lost her ticket on the Pennsy—a fishy
story. One of her kind caught me
once. A respectable looking old wom-
an, she was. With her promising to
mail the money in the morning and to
remember me in her will, I took her
up. Never heard a word from her.”
The little conductor looked at his
watch, then reached for his whistle
cord. “Never let a woman promise
You anything, Home. She’ll never
eep it.”
“Er—it’s getting damper,” said
Swanson. “Feels like rain.” He wait-
ed thoughtfully while Ninety-two’s
lighted coaches swung by him. Then
he followed and cut across behind her
red tail lights to his engine.
“Bill,” he mentioned to his fireman
who was “cocked up” on the left side,
“I might carry somebody tonight far
as Queenston. She’s stuck here with-
out any money. I sort—of know her.
How about putting her on your side ?”
“Sure. Go ahead,” assented Bill,
getting to his feet. Swanson hurried
out. He found the girl quietly wait-
ing for him by the semaphore pole.
“Couldn’t do much with that con-
ductor,” he explained apologetically.
“He’s an old crab. About the only
thing I can do now is take you’ along
in the cab. Maybe you won’t mind.
It’s dirty, but it won’t be so dirty
since you don’t have anything white
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“I'd be glad to get in a coal car—
just so it went to Queenston,” declar-
ed the girl. She followed Swanson
across the track to his steam-bathed
engine and was just putting her foot
on the steps of the tender ‘when a
young voice called imperiously from
the platform:
“Just a minute, engineman! Who’s
0. K.’d your taking a woman on your
cab?” :
The girl stood at once still as if
rooted to the cinders. Swanson turn-
ed and saw the road foreman of en-
gines, young Keens, who in the last
two months had been jumping abeut
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sand, cool plains, and snowy moun-
When he thought these
things, Swanson breathed deeply; he
I | realized that he was in a great busi-
ness.
This realization had spurred his am-
bition and caused him to spend only
three years before the fire; and it had
kept him keenly watching to do the
right thing, before any one could tell
him to do it. Often, when they lay
out somewhere waiting for a clear
block, the rest of the crew watched the
board like hawks, each wanting to be
the first to call, “There’s your board,
Home.” But when the board would
finally turn, the first man’s opening
.word would be drowned in Swanson’s
calling his flagman in.
He had been thinking what a fine
night it was for “Home, Sweet Home"
to carry over into Second Valley when
his fireman touched him on the shoul-
der.
“Play ‘Sweet Home’ a little.”
“Not tonight,” answered Swanson,
inclining his chin toward the girl on
the other side of the high “goat”
poiler. Si
“Bet she'd like it,” indignantly de-
clared Bill.
“Too much like showing off,” Swan-
son scornfully shook his head.
“Play something else then,” urged
Bill, who never understood. “Crow
like a rooster for her.”
Swanson turned his head away, and
Bill went grumbling back to his coal,
leaving his engineer to dream about
the other home, sweet home, the one
he had never had, a misty, wistful lit-
tle gray future home, that had been
the inspiration of the “Home, Sweet
Home” on his engine whistle.
A tune on an engine whistle! Rail-
road men from other roads had sel-
dom believed it. They called it a fee-
ble fake. More than a dozen had bet
good money against it; only to come
and learn that to every man, woman
and child in Penn Valley it was as
common property as the miracle of
the sun. Night after night, like the
song of some giant spirit stalking
down the valley, the song drifted pon-
derously across the fields. Sometimes
the high note in the third bar was a
trifle flatted, as Swanson tried in vain
with one hundred and thirty pounds to
reach it. Usually his first three notes
were so low that they could scarcely
be recognized. But it was none the
less “Home, Sweet Home.” And,
played on this great screaming flute,
it held a solemn majesty that stopped
you dead in whatever you happened to
be doing and held you fast until it was
done. In many parts of the valley
farmers and their wives and children
waited nightly for it before they went
to bed. : :
Snatches of this misty little gray
home of “tomorrow” were still drift-
ing through Swanson’s head, when he
suddenly came to and: brought his
train to a clanking stop at the small
darkened Queenston station.
“Here you are,” he announced, hur-
rying to the girl. “Shake you bad?”
“I never felt better,” she answered.
She paused earnestly on the st
apron. “Later I'm going to try to tell
you how grateful I am.” Then she
made her way quickly down to the
gravelly platform. The last Swanson
saw of her she was walking toward
the still lighted business section of
town, her little black bag in her hand.
The last he thought of her—There
was no last.
The next two days Swanson blew
perfect bars of “Home, Sweet Home”
each time he passed through Queens-
ton. At the same time his blue eyes
searched the town for a womanly
form and a clear girlish face with the
purest eyes he had ever seen. The
third day the superintendent called
him into the office.
“Home,” said the official, looking
out of the window, “we’ve had a com-
plaint from up the line about your
playing that ‘Home, Sweet Home.’
Aren’t you overdoing it?”
Swanson was plainly taken aback.
“Never—never knew that anybody
didn’t like it before,” he managed to
utter. “Most people told me they
wanted to hear it—especially around
Penn City.”
“This was at Queenston,” said the
superintendent. “Just why have ‘you
started to blow it around there so
much?”
“I—I tell you,” stammered Swan-
son, flushing. “You see—they’re five
or six crossings there in a bunch, and
I thought it would be a lot nicer to
hear a tune going across instead of
screeching out unmusical-like for
every board—especially at night
time.”
“But yoa waste steam, man!”
“No sir,” protested Swanson. “An
engineman to Bill Hendel can’t waste
steam. That's why I always figured
I might sooner turn it into something
than let it pop off and waste.”
“But it isn’t an engineman’s busi-
ness,” persisted the superintendent,
hiding a smile. “We don’t hire an en-
gineman for music.”
“All right,” said Swanson sadly. “I
only wish I could see you at Queens-
ton some time when I blow for those
seven crossings.”
“It’s business, Home,” explained the
superintendent.
“Not much use for anybody to call
me ‘Home’ any more,” said Swanson
forlornly. “If you say I’m not to blow
it, I won’t.” He waited a moment,
then walked out of the office.
True to his orders, he played no
more “Home, Sweet Home.” Bill, the
fireman, often begged him to play at
such out-of-the-way places as the:
Minnersville Cut-off and the Shilling-
ton Link. But Swanson insisted he
would never play it again. When the
managers stopped it, they had killed
it, he maintained; and the farmers
with their wives and rosy-cheeked
youngsters listened in vain for the fa-
miliar tune as they pared their even-
ing apples in Penn Valley; while in
Swanson’s big, simple heart grew a
full resentment against young Keens,
who surely had been the complainant.
The elder Keen’s summer home was
just outside of Queenston.
But the muzzling of “Home, Sweet
Home” was not all of Swanson’s bad
luck. For the fourth morning, now,
the roundhouse slate had him down
for an old burned-out seven hundred
engine. For the fourth morning, Bill
cursed it as a useless bunch of junk.
This same fourth morning, Merrit,
the conductor, brought up to the cab
a written message from the train-run-
ner, signed with the superintendent’s
initials:
C & E No. 103 .
Give cause for making poor time,
“You answer it, Home,” urged Mer-
rit, getting ready his conductor's
book as a pad.
“Just as you say.” Swanson thought
a moment, then dictated slowly: “C.
A. F. Feebleness, old age and gener-
al disability on part of engine 713 is
cause of making poor time.” C. A .F.
were the initials of the chief train-dis-
patcher.
Merrit added the words, “C & E No.
103,” folded the message up in lead
stripped from a torpedo, and threw it
off at Poole Junction. Two stations
farther on, young Keens awaited
them. He had come up from Redding
on Eiglty-three. He flagged Swan-
son briefly, and clambered aboard.
“What's the matter with the en-
gine?” he demanded aggressively.
“Won’t pull the train,” answered
Swanson simply.
“Have your front end open? Mmm.
Open it.” .
Swanson silently complied, although
he knew Keens would find neither of
the steam pipes leaking.
“Mmmm. Close it. Try your cyl-
inder-packing? Mmmm. Try it.”
Swanson knew all the cylinder-
racking was not bad, but he put his
valves on center and opened his throt-
tle. Sure enough, nothing blew out.
“Mmmm,” murmur:1 young Keens
again. He walked in a horseshoe
around the great placid engine and
came up on the fireman’s side.
“How, much steam you got?”
“Hundred and fifty.”
“Ah!” breathed Keens, with the air
of a detective who had found a clue.
He opened one of the fire doors. “Ah!”
he said again much louder. “I sus-
pected as much. Your fire is much
too high.”
“That fire’s just right,”
Bill indignantly. i
“When we get up here on a siding,
you can knock the middle out of her,”
answered Keens shortly. De
“I won’t do it,” asserted Bill right-
eously. .
“If you're looking for suspension,
like your engineman was the other
night, keep right on,” said Keens.
“You have an excellent opportunity of
being stopped from doing more things
than making a noise on an engine
whistle.”
Bill’s eyes widened.
“So it was you, was it?” he asked
violently. “You dirty scab! I ask
you right now, come down off this en-
gine and take your coat off.”
“You certainly are looking for sus-
pension,” drawled young Keens, but
his voice shook nervously.
“Bill,” said Swanson sharply, “hold
on to yourself and do as he says.”
Bill gritted his teeth and subsided.
declared
At the mext siding he grimly knocked |
down his fiwe as requested. Then’
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dred engine out ‘on the Sheridan
grade. ;
“Now you'll see her pick up,” prom-
ised young Keens, going confidently to
the left side.
Old engine number Seven Hundred
and Thirteen managed to groan up a
mile and a quarter of the Sheridan
grade. Then, with a last trembling
gasp, she faltered and died.
“What’s the matter now?” called
young Keens, coming around the boil-
er.
“Steam’s down to a hundred and
ten,” answered Swanson regretfully.
“And still going,” added Bill.
“Damnation!” exclaimed young
Keens. “Can’t your man fire an en-
gine?”
Swanson saw the fiush burning
through the black on Bill's face. He
got up from his seat grimly.
“Keens, you're road foreman,” he
said. “But you wasn’t given your job
just so you could bawl us fellows out.
You’re supposed to tell us how to get
along with an engine when we can’t
get along with her no more. That's
what you get paid for. Now we want
to know what’s the matter with this
engine 7” . ’
“There isn’t anything the matter
with her,” asserted Keens heatedly.
“I'll see after this that a real engine-
man gets this engine.”
It was Swanson’s turn. He fisted
his hands once or twice, then went to
the fire-box and threw open one of the |
doors.
“You looked in there a minute ago,”
he said quietly to Keens, “but you
didn’t, see anything. If you look
again, carefully, you’ll see that the
flues are leaking badly, and so are the
mud-rings and so are the stay-bolts.
Bill's fire stood her off pretty well un-
4 til you made him knock the middle out
of her.
since.”
For a long minute young Keens
bent down, peering into the sizzling
fire-box. He got up stiffly.
“Both of you ought to be suspended
for insubordination,” he muttered.
“You can shop her at Penn City,”
Next day, as usual, Swanson’s har-
dy eyes searched again as they went
through Queenston. But he saw no
sign of his late passenger. By the
night of .the sixth day he was discour-
aged. “I never thought the old crab
would be right,” he muttered, mean-
ing the conductor of Ninety-two. Then
on the seventh day, on their trip
down, they stopped to throw off a car,
and Jim Mattern, the Queenston sta-
tion-agent, came out and handed
Swanson a package.
“Guess this is for you,” he said dry-
ly. “She said for the engineer—if he
was young and had light eyebrows.
She’s asked a couple of times about
you.
“Much obliged,” said Swanson cas-
ually. But his eyes were glued to the
ribboned package and his heart was
jumping under his oil-streaked smock.
Hardly out of the Queenston station,
he untied the ribbon. It was a book—
poetry, “Songs of the Rail.” It gave
him a quick satisfaction—not that she
had judged him a reader of poetry,
but that she herself must like it. On
the fly-leaf he found, daintily written
in blue ink: “To the ‘Home, Sweet
Home’ engineer from a very grateful
person. Please play it some more.”
“She ‘heard my ‘Home, Sweet
Home,” ” he flushed. “I wonder did
she really like it!”
Exactly a week later Mattern hand-
ed him another package, a second
book. Again a message on the fly-
leaf, written in the same blue ink:
“Happy Weekaversary.” Swanson
whistled softly and figured in his men-
tal calendar that it was just two
weeks from the day he had carried her
to Queenston. “The thoughtfulness of
her,” he marveled. Between pages he
found a card with the words: “Why
have you stopped playing ‘Home,
Sweet Home?’ ”
That day Bill caught him at the
book, and Swanson had to explain.
“Books is all right, Home,” agreed
Bill gravely. “But you can’t eat them
when you get married.”
Swanson snorted contemptously.
But Le was filled with pride ‘the fol-
lowing week when there came a box
of the most delicious creation he had
ever tasted—New Orleans molasses
pull taffy, spun into light gold that
melted in his mouth. Each piece was
wrapped in the daintiest waxed paper
twisted at either end into the most ex-
acting of flaring ears. Bill tasted it
skeptically, then, unashamed, asked
for more. Later, Swanson heard him
brag about it to the crew. The re-
mainder of the day Swanson spent
wondering whether she might have
possibly intended the candy by its
common name of “kisses.” Next
“weekaversary’” morning he was all
agog over what it was going to be. To
his mingled ecstacy and surprise he
found the gril herself at the station
when he pulled in.
“I brought it to you myself, today,”
she said, up on her tiptoes to reach
his outstretched hand. Then to his
chagrin she turned gaily and fled.
Inside of the white paper, Swanson
found a cluster of fresh cinnamon
buns, generously sticky brown on the
bottom with the purest of thickened
syrup. He tasted one breathlessly,
was caught in the act and forced to
share with Bill and the front train-
man, Jake. The two ate their allot-
ment greedily. Bill even asked to lick
the paper.
“You're going to have.a great little
home some day, Home,” said Jake,
with a catch in his voice. His wife
had been dead for two years. “When
it comes, you don’t want to forget us
You can see what's happened
fellows. We got to see that it passes
inspection.” Swanson blushed like a
boy.
(Concluded next week.)
ROPOSED AMENDMENTS TO THE
P CONSTITUTION SUBMITTED TO
THE CITIZENS OF THE COM-
MONWEALTH FOR THEIR APPROVAL
OR REJECTION, AT THE ELECTION
T0 BE HELD ON TUESDAY, NOVEM-
BER 2, 1920, BY THE GENERAL AS-
SEMBLY OF THE COMMONWEALTH
OF PENNSYLVANIA, AND PUBLISHED
BY ORDER OF THE SECRETARY OF
THE COMMONWEALTH, IN PUR-
SUANCE OF ARTICLE XVIII OF THE
CONSTITUTION.
Number One.
A JOINT RESOLUTION
Proposing an amendment to section eleven
of article sixteen of the Constitution of
Pennsylvania.
Be it resolved by the Senate and House
of Representatives of the Commonwealth
of Pennsylvania in General Assembly met,
That the following amendment to the
Constitution of the Commonwealth of
Pennsylvania be, and the same is hereby,
proposed, in accordance with the eigh-
teenth article thereof:—
Amend section eleven, article sixteen of
the Constitution of the Commonwealth
of Pennsylvania, which reads as follows:
“No corporate body to possess bankin
and discounting os shall be creat
or organized in pursuance of any law
without three months’ previous public
notice, at the place of the intended loca-
tion, of the intention to apply for such
privileges, in such manner as shall be pre-
scribed by law, nor shall a charter for
such privilege be granted for a longer
period than twenty years,” so that it shall
read as follows:
The General Assembly shall have the
power by general law to provide for the
incorporation of banks and trust com-
panies, and to prescribe the powers
thereof. s
A true copy of Joint Resolution No. 1.
CYRUS E. WOODS,
Secretary of the Commonwealth.
Number Two.
A JOINT RESOLUTION
Proposing an amendment to article nine,
section eight of the Constitution of
Pennsylvania.
Section 1. Be it. resolved by the Sen-
ate and House of Representatives in Gen-
eral Assembly met, That the following
amendment to the Constitution of Penn-
sylvania be, and the same is hereby, pro-
posed, in accordance with the eighteenth
article thereof: —
That article - nine, section eight, be
amended to read as follows:
Section 8. The debt of any county,
city, borough, township, school district, or
other municipality or incorporated dis-
trict, except as provided herein, and in
section fifteen of this article, shall never
exceed seven (7) per centum upon the
assessed value of the taxable property
therein, but the debt of the city of Phila-
delphia may be increased in such amount |
that the total city debt of said city shall}
not exceed ten per centum (10) upon the
assessed value of the taxable property
therein, nor shall any such municipality
or district incur any. new debt, or increase
its indebtedness to an amount exceeding
two (2) per centum upon sfich assessed
valuation of property, without the con-
sent of the clectors thereof at a public
election in such manner as shall be pro-
vided by law. In ascertaining the bor-
rowing capacity of the city of Philadel-
phia, at any time, there shall be deducted
from such debt so much of the debt. of
said city as shall have been incurred, or
is about to be incurred, and the proceeds
thereof expended, or about to be expended,
upon any public improvement, or in the
construction, purchase, or condemnation
of any public utility, or part thereof, or
facility thereof, if such public improve-
ment or public utility, or part thereof,
whether separately or in connection with
any other public improvement or public
utility, or part thereof, may reasonably
be expected to yield revenue in excess of
operating expenses sufficient to pay the
interest and sinking fund charges thereon.
The method of determining such amount,
s0 to be deducted, may be prescribed by
the General Assembly.
In incurring indebtedness for any pur-
pose the city of Philadelphia may issue its
obligations maturing not later than fifty
(50) years from the date thereof, with
provision’ for sinking-fund sufficient to
retire said obligations at maturity, the
payment to such sinking-fund to be in
equal or graded annual or other periodi-
cal installments. Where any indebtedness
shall be or shall have been incurred by
said city of Philadelphia for the purpose
of the construction or improvements of
public works or utilities of any character,
from which income or revenue is to be
derived by said city, or for the reclama-
tion of land to be used in the construction
of wharves or docks owned or to be owned
by said city, such obligations may be in
an amount sufficient to provide for, and
may include the amount of, the interest
and sinking-fund charges aceruing and
which may accrue thereon throughout
the period of construction, and until the
expiration of one year after the com-
pletion of the work for which said in-
debtedness shall have been incurred; and
said city shall not be required to levy a
tax to pay said interest and sinking-fund
charges as required by section ten, article
nine of the Constitution of Pennsylvania,
until che expiration of said period of one
vear after the completion of said work.
A true copy of Joint Resolution No. 2.
CYRUS E. WOODS,
Secretary of the Commonwealth.
CONSTITUTION SUBMITTED TO
THE CITIZENS OF THE COM-
MONWEALTH, FOR THEIR APPROVAL
OR REJECTION, BY THE GENERAL
ASSEMBLY OF THE COMMONWEALTH
OF PENNSLYVANIA, AND PUBLISHED
BY ORDER OF THE SECRETARY OF
THE COMMONWEALTH, IN PUR-
SUANCE OF ARTICLE XVIII OF THE
CONSTITUTION.
Number One-A.
A JOINT RESOLUTION
Proposing an amendment to article three
(III) of the Constitution of the Com-
minwealth of Pennsylvania.
Sectign 1. Be it resolved by the Senate
and House of Representatives of the Com-
monwealth of ennsylvania in General
Assembly met, That the following amend-
ment to the Constitution of Pennsylvania
be, and the same is hereby, proposed, in
dccordance with the eighteenth article
thereof :—
That article three be amended by add-
ing thereto the following:
Section 34. The Legislature shall have
power to classify counties, cities, bor-
oughs, school districts, and townships ac-
cording to population, and all laws passcd
relating to each class, and all laws passed
relating to, and regulating procedure and
procezdings in court with reference to.
any class, shall be deemed general legis-
lation within the meaning of this Con-
stitution; but counties, cities and school
districts shall not be divided into more
than seven classes, and boroughs into not
more than five classes.
ia true copy of Joint Resolution No.
| SA AMENDMENTS TO THE
CYRUS E. WOODS,
Secretary of the Commonwealth.
Number Two-A
JOINT RESOLUTION
Proposing an amendment to article three,
section six of the Constitution of the
Commonwealth of Pennsylvania, so
that the subject of an amendment or
supplement to a law and the subject
to which such law is extended or on
which it is conferred shall be clearly
expressed in its title.
Be it resolved by the Senate and the
House of Representatives of the Common-
wealth of Pennsylvania in General As-
sembly met, That the following amend-
ment to the Constitution of Pennsylvania
be, and the same is hereby, proposed, in
accordance with the eighteenth article
thereof :—
That section six of article three be
amended so as to zead as follows:
Section 6. No law shall be revived,
amended, or the provisions thereof ex-
tended or conferred, by reference to its
title only. So much thereof as is revived,
amended, extended, or conferred shall
be reenacted and published at length,
and the subject of the amendment or sup-
plement and the subject to which such
law is extended or on which it is con-
ferred shall be clearly expressed in its
title.
A true copy of Joint Resolution No.
2.A.
CYRUS E. WOODS,
Secretary of the Commonwealth.
Number Three-A.
A JOINT RESOLUTION
Proposing an amendment to section one,
article eight of the Constitution of
Pennsylvania.
Section 1. Be it resolved by the Sen-
ate and House of Representatives of the
Commonwealth of Pennsylvania in Gen-
eral Assembly met, That the following
amendment to the Constitution of Penn-
sylvania be, and the same is hereby, pro-
posed, in accordance with the eighteemth
article, thereof :—
"That section ome of article eight, which
reads as follows:
“Section 1. Every male citizen twenty-
‘at a
one years of age, possessing the follow-
ing qualifications, shall be entitled to vote
§ 1 electidus, Subject, hoWevel: to uh
aws requ g and regulating the re;
tation of electors as the General As-
sembly may enact:
“First. He shall have been a citizen
of the United States at least one month.
“Second. He shall have resided in the
State one ear (or, having previously
been a qualified elector or native-born
citizen of the State, he shall have re-
moved therefrom and returned, then six
months), immediately preceding the elec-
ion,
“Third. He shall have resided in the
election district where he shall offer to
vote at least two menths immediately
preceding the election.
“Fourth. If twenty-two years of
and upwards, he shall have, paid, wi
two years, a State or county tax, which
shall have been assessed at least two
months, and paid at least one month
before the election,” be amended so that
the same shall read as follows:
Section 1. Every citizen male or
female of twenty-one years of age, pos-
{essing the following qualifications, shall
be entitled to vote at all elcetions, sub-
ject, however, to such laws requiring and
regulating the registration of electors as
the General Assembly may enact:
First. He or she shall have been a
citizen of the United States at least ome
month. :
Second. He or she shall have resided
in the State one year (or, having pre-
viously been a qualified elector or native-
born citizen of the State, he or she shall
have removed therefrom and returned,
then six months), immediately preceding
the election.
Third. He or she shall have resided in
the election district where he or she shall
offer to vote at least two months im-
mediately preceding the election.
Fourth. If twenty-two years of age
and upwards, he or she shall have paid,
within two years, a State or county tax,
which shall have been assessed at least
two months and paid at least one month
before the election.
Fifth. Wherever the words “he,” “his,”
“him,” and ‘himself’ occur in any sec-
tion of article eight of this Constitution,
the same shall be construed as if written,
respectively, ‘he or she,” “his or her,”
“him or her,” and “himself or herself.”
22 true copy of Joint Resolution No.
CYRUS EK. WOODS,
Secretary of the Commonwealth.
Number Four-A.
A JOINT RESOLUTION
Proposing an amendment to section o.
(1) of article fifteen (XV) of the Cone
stitution of the Commonwealth of
Pennsylvania.
Section 1. Be it resolved by the Sen-
ate and House of Representatives of
Commonwealth of Pennsylvania in tie
eral Assembly met, That the following
amendment to the Constitution of Penn-
ig be pnd, the sae is hereby, pro-
d, in accordance wit h
article thereof: — CL
That section one of
which reads as follows:
“Section 1. Cities may be chartered
whenever a majority of the electors of
any town or borough having a population
of at least ten thousand shall vote at any
general election in favor of the same,”
be, and the same is hereby, a
read as follows: %, aneifed to
Section 1. Cities may be chartered
whenever a majority of the electors of
any town or borough having a population
of at least ten thousand shall vote at any
general or municipal election in favor of
the same. Cities, or cities of any partic-
ular class, may be given the right and
power to frame and adopt their own
charters and to exercise the powers and
authority of local self-government, sub-
ject, however, to such restrictions, limi-
tations, and regulations, as may be im-
posed by the Legislature. Laws also
may be enacted affecting the organiza-
tion and government of cities and bor-
oughs, which shall become effective in any
city or borough only when submitted to
the electors chereof, and approved by a
majority of those voting thereon.
i true copy of Jeint Resolution No.
article fifteen,
: CYRUS E. WOODS,
Secretary of the Commonwealth.
Number 35-A.
A JOINT RESOLUTION.
Proposing an amendment to article nine,
section seven of the Constitution of
Pennsylvania.
Section 1. Be it resolved by the Sen-
ate and House of Foneeretoives of the
Commonwealth of Pennsylvania in. Gen-
eral Assembly met, That the following
amendment to the Constitution of Penn-
SYivanin be, ane the same is hereby, pro-
, in accordance with th
article thereof :— ke Sigetenih
That article nine, section se
amended to read as follows: Yeu i be
Section 7. The General Assem
shall not authorize any county, city, ibly
ough, township, or incorporated district
to become a stockholder in any company,
association, or corporation, or to obtain
or Snpropriate money for, or to loan its
0, any corporation, association,
institution, or individual. ion
This section shall not apply td any con-
tract entered into by ore, of Phila.
delphia under legislative roronty with
Posy oct to the use or operation of transit
facilities, whether furnished by the city
or by a private corporation’ or party or
jointly by either or both. Nor shall
this section be construed to prohibit the
city of Philadelphia from acquiring by
contract or condemnation in the Ei
and property of any company owning or
operating transit facilities, or any part
thereof, within its corporate limits or
the shares of stock of the corporation
owniug or operating the same, or
thereof. g Bay pare
ZA true copy of Joint Resolution No.
JA.
CYRUS E. WOODS,
Secretary of the Commonwealth.
Number Six-A.
A JOINT RESOLUTION
Proposing an amendment to the Consti-
tution of the Commonwealth of Penn-
sylvania so as to consolidate the courts
of common pleas of Philadelphia
County.
Section 1. Be it resolved by the Senate
and House of Representatives of the Com-
monwealth of ennsylvania in General
Assembly met, That the following amend-
ment to the Constitution of Pennsylvaaia
be, and the same is hereby, proposed, in
agcardance with the eighteenth article
ereof :—
That section six of article five be
amended so as to read as follows: —
Section 6. In the county of Philadel-
phia all the jurisdiction and powers now
vested in the several numbered courts of
common pleas of that county shall be
vested in one court of common pleas cem-
posed of all the judges in commission in
said courts. Such jurisdiction and powers
shall extend to all proceedings at law
and in equity which shall ‘have been in-
stituted in the several numbered courts,
and shall be subject to«suckh change as
may be made by law, and subject to
change of venue as provided by law. The
president judge of the said court shall
be selected as provided by law. The num-
ber of judges in said court may be by
law increased from time to time. This
amendment shall take effect on the first
day of Jamuary succeeding its adoption.
In the county of Allegheny all the juris-
diction and powers now vested in the sev-
eral numbered courts of common pleas
shall be vested in one court of common
pleas composed of all the judges in com-
mission in said courts. Such jurisdiction
and powers shall extend to all proceed-
ings at law and in equity which shall
have been instituted in the several num-
bered ceurts, and shall be subject to such
change as may be made by law, and sub-
ject to thamge of venue as provided by
law. The president judge of the sald
court shall be selected as provided by
law. The number of judges in said court
may be by law increased from time to
time. This amendment shall take effect
on the first day of January succeeding
its adoption.
A true copy of
6.A.
Joint Resolutiom No.
CYRUS E. WOODS,
Secretary of the Commonwealth.
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