Dewan
Bellefonte, Pa., March 7, 1924.
PUBLIC PATRIOTIC MASS MEET-
ING AT STATE COLLEGE.
Through the courtesy of Nittany
Post, No. 245, of State College, a cor-
dial invitation was extended to the
borough council, College authorities,
farternal organizations, and every pa-
triotic citizen of the community to
participate in paying tribute to our
former commander-in-chief of the
American forces, Woodrow Wilson,
and to honor the memory of our
statesmen who through the guidance
of the radiance that streams from the
five points of the star of Bethlehem
have proven to the world that they
possessed at least five essential ele-
ments or vitamins of character that
lay the corner-stone of a great De-
mocracy; namely vision, faith, love,
service and courage.
Only the “faithful band of one hun-
dred and twenty” responded to the
call of the voice of the unknown sol-
dier, appealing for justice. For un-
known reasons the “500” did not heed
the call for justice, nor were they will-
ing to respond to the guidance of the
radiance that streams from the five
points of the star of Bethlehem.
However, the small band that so no-
bly responded, felt well rewarded
through the joy of singing “Onward
Christian Soldiers,” inspired by a pa-
triotic selection by the College cadet
band. ' Patriotic talks by “Four Min-
ute” men of home talent caliber, sing-
ing of America and the voice of the
dead pleading for justice to the living
in words as follows:
VISION.
“Where there is no vision we per-
ish.”
Many thanks to the men of vision
who saw a bright future for Ameri-
ca. Due to their visions America
lives today.
Beautiful thougl ts through vision
prompt Souls to action and mould
beautiful characters. Character de-
termines the destiny of the individu-
al, the State and the Nation. We have
a natural law whereby every atom of
matter will one day sink to the level
of its destiny. Stone due to its char-
acter sinks to the level of its density
in the sea. Wood, due to its charac-
ter remains on the surface. The same
analogy is true with every individu-
al character, every organization, every
State and every Nation. The greater
the vision we have of God and His
plans for the world, the greater will
be our rise above the surface to lof-
tier and more noble attainments. But
we also must remember, the greater
the rise the greater the fall, especially
when cur vision is marred.
History is the record of the deeds
of man, and history repeats itself.
Rome fell and great was the fail
thereof. So it will be true of Amer-
ica if we have a vision of gold and
silver under the dome of our national
capitol. Let us not err in vision, nor
refuse to be obedient to Heavenly vis-
ions.
FAITH.
Faith is another essential vitamin
of character. Through vision we gain
a knowledge of God’s plan, and
through faith we guide and direct our
‘forces. Faith is the foundation of
the temple we plan to build. Sound
faith in God and our country will
build a firm foundation on a rock that
will not wash away with the first flood
of corrupt propaganda. Faith is the
substance of things hoped for, and
through which we are assured of in-
heriting the promises of God. Is
America going to live rich in faith,
or have faith in riches and in the gold
bars held in reserve? Shall gold be
our god, or shall faith in God serve
as the foundation stone?
LOVE.
Love is the attitude of the Soul to-
ward God and man. Love is the most
Heavenly vitamin of human charac-
ter, and one of the greatest graces of
God. “Greater love hath no man than
this, that he lay down his life for his
friends.”
Many of the boys that sleep in
Flanders have paid the full price of
love, thousands of boys in our midst
have much evidence of their love; and
service records of millions show the
bonds of love and respect our service
men have rendered to God and to our
country. The command comes from
God, “Love your enemies, bless them
that curse you, do good to them that
hate you, and pray for them which
despitefully use you and persecute
you; that ye may be the children of
your Father in Heaven.”
For five long years the ex-service
men have been obliged to love their
enemies within their midst, have
blessed many of their enemies with
gold, have done much good for them
otherwise, and the real American sol-
diers through vision, faith and love
are praying for their enemies within
their own land. The loving Souls that
sleep in Flanders cry out, “What
shall the harvest be?”
SERVICE.
Service, the fourth vitamin of char-
acter, squares the measurement of
every good American citizen in the
sight of God and man, for vision,
faith, and love without service is
dead. The structure is incomplete.
Service constructs the temple of char-
acter and makes it fit for vision, faith
‘and love to live in. The real soldier is
.enduring in service and is willing to
help build temples of character
throughout the world which will help
make this world of ours a better place
to live in.
Is America willing to pay her debt
of gratitude to the American soldier,
who renders service at the temple of
character building for America’s fu-
‘ture welfare? “They shall put you
‘out of the temples; yea, the time com-
eth, that whosoever killeth you will
think that he doeth God service.”
Many ex-service men are slowly dying
from poisoned gas inhaled during
the war. It is well, fellow comrades,
that we didn’t live under the dome of
the temple of our capitol the past
four years, and have only visions of
gold, faith in gold, love for gold, and
only willing to render service to gold.
COURAGE.
The fifth vital point of the vitamin
star of character is couarge. It re-
quires moral courage today to say as
did St. Paul, “I am not ashamed of
the Gospel of Christ for it is the pow-
er of God unto salvation.” If the
voices of our fallen comrades cease to
be silent, and somehow send a mes-
sage to the living, as did the rich man
of old, saying: “Render to Caesar
that which is Caesar’s, and that which
is God’s unto God,” then ingratitude
may not be the world’s reward? But
not until America will fight the good
fight of vision, faith, love, service and
courage, on the five points of the star,
will America be a fit place for all of
vs to live in. A Nation without a soul
is dead. May the light from the five
points of the star of Bethlehem awak-
en the soul of America to a just sense
of her obligation to the ex-service
men, who through vision, faith, love,
service and courage, have built a tem-
ple not made with hands, and fit for
every American to live in.
COLORS OF THE GOLD
MELLON.
Every mellon that grows changes in
color from time to time. First it is
green, which is an indication of life,
then it turns yellow and indicates
prosperity and weak backbone; with
age it turns black, and is condemned
by vitamin research experts as unfit
for food. So the three colors of
America’s new flag are green, yellow
and black. Only the men who follow
the five points of the star can act as
color bearers of the good old red,
white and blue.
Nittany Post, No. 245, of the Amer-
ican Legion wishes to refer you to
the five points of the star, the service
men, and our future generation, as
three points of argument for justice
through adjusted compensation.
“LEST YE FORGET.”
The writer regards Washington as
America’s Father of vision and faith;
Lincoln, as America’s beautiful soul
of love; Roosevelt, as America’s
greatest man of service, and Wilson
as our late Father of American ideals.
Thanking the patriotic citizens of
State College for helping to display a
joyful voice unto the star of Bethle-
hem for His many blessings in the
past, and with a bright hope of ap-
proaching the millenium in our home
community, our State, our Nation and
the world.
Very respectfully,
JOHN PIERSON,
Chairman of the Program Committee.
THREE
THE HON. W. R. BIERLY
RUMINATES GENERALLY.
Philadelphia, Pa.
Editor of the “Watchman:”
It was certainly highly creditable
to you and gratifying to us that you
gave us a good look at that brave and
jocose young “Oldone,” Rumberger,
whose lucubrations pleased and en-
lightened us, lo, these many years.
Many a good laugh has he given us
and now when the shadows are gath-
ering around the silver top, we are
gratified to look upon that stalwart
form once more. Many happy years
yet to him!
I dropped in to see my friend Hause
at 10th and Walnut yesterday to read
the latest arraignments of govern-
mental rottenness through adminis-
tration, by misrepresentatives of the
people. You know who Hause is,
don’t you? Formerly he was stenog-
rapher to the State Central committee
when Hon. P. Gry Meek was secretary
at Harrisburg. He is now secretary
to the local and only Democratic com-
mittee in Philadelphia, which has a
fixed habitation and a name. In the
years that have passed under the
State Big Four this ancient guild has
been without a guerdon from on high,
yet it still survives the shock of bat-
tle and the transit of time.
I turn my papers over to Mr. Hause,
as he is a very worthy young man and
a brother of Judge Hause, of West
Chester. :
A question of serious import has
been raised by that bony, pugnacious
judge surnamed Bonniwell, who, at
the late election had the largest vote
for judge of the Municipal court, a
body set up here to usurp the consti-
tutional functions of the Magistracy.
It has relation to a different dome
than the oleaginous dome which has
besprinkled and baptized the purple-
clothed flapdoodle statesmen of sev-
eral administrations. It refers to the
dome of an imaginary Municipal graft
court house, which would cost Phila-
delphia a billion of dollars. Bonni-
well and Walsh, with Hibernian “pep”
and Scotch tenacity, are exposing the
dome and by the time they get
through they can write a “domeback,”
bound in cloth and gold, or made of
corals covered with horn and call it
“horn book law!” Another and less
issue Bonniwell has sprung is why a
half dozen un-Democratic leaders
shall be permitted to name a Demo-
cratic member of the National com-
mittee, when the Republicans must
submit that choice to a vote of the
people, according to the State election
advisors at Harrisburg.
W. R. B.
Trap Bears.
McKean county will be open from
May 1 to October 31, for the trapping
of bears for stocking purposes, the
State Game Commission decided at a
meeting recently. The action result-
ed from complaints of damage caused
by the animals and the desire of
sportsmen in other sections that bear
be more widely distributed.
The State Game Commission has
allowed bears to be trapped in Potter
county for several years, the captur-
ed animals being sent to other coun-
ties of the State where bruin is a
practical stranger. That McKear
county is to be opened to trappers is
undoubtedly due to the complaints of
farmers who have suffered from the
depredations of the animals during
the closed season, when scores of
sheep are annually slaughtered, the
greatest loss in this direction, it is
alleged, being sustained in the Marvin
Creek valley between Hazelhurst and
Smethport. :
The Game Commission strictly en-
forces the regulation regarding the
trapping of the animals which must
not be taken ina trap which does no
physical injury. They are trapped in
pits, usually from which they are un-
able to escape and are then placed in
crates and shipped by the Game Com-
mission to counties to Fe stocked with
the animals, where they are given
their freedom.
' business back there.
THE STORY OF MISSION RIDGE.
By L. A. Miller.
“By heavens! it was a splendid sight
to see, for one who had no friend or
brother there.”
Quite recently I wrote a descrip-
tion of the battle and fall of Lookout
mountain. The history of Lookout
mountain is incomplete without giv-
ing facts pertaining to Mission Ridge.
The two are so closely connected and
so identical in many respects, that to
do justice to the occasion I will en-
deavor to give a brief description of
Mission Ridge. I was fortunate a few
days ago, when, as my wife says, I
was nebbing on our attic, when I in-
cidentally found in an old trunk a
much prized diary I carried with me
during the Civil war unpleasantness,
at which time I occasionally sent in
reports from the front to the Phila-
delphia Inquirer. I found in my dia-
ry a hurried description of the story
of Mission Ridge, which I think will
be more interesting than a compila-
tion from histories of the war. So
here it goes.
Chattanooga, November 26, 1863—
Hooker, capture of Lookout moun-
tain yesterday. Was a wonderful
achievement, but in point of brillian-
cy and in magnitude it pales before
this day’s work. From our positicn
on Stringer’s Ridge, a spur of Rac-
coon mountain, we had a complete
view of both lines, except that posi-
tion of Sherman’s, which was at
Chickamauga Station. Chattanooga
is situated in the valley between Look-
out mountain and Mission Ridge.
They both send out encircling arms
which meet, or rather overlap each
other, giving the valley the appear-
ance of an amphitheatre. At the wid-
est part the valley does not exceed
three miles in width and only about
five miles long. The Tennessee riv-
er completes the enclosure by wash-
ing the terminus of Mission Ridge,
sweeping past the front of the city,
and hugging closely under the over-
hanging ledges of Lookout mountain.
Springer’s Ridge, or the spine run-
ning back from Moccasin Point, is di-
rectly opposite Chattanooga and af-
fords a perfect view of Lookout as
far around as the “White House,” and
of Mission Ridge from the river near-
ly to the gap. In the midst of the
valley are Forts Wood, Granger and
Negly, in which are a number of for-
ty-pounders. The lines of works con-
necting these are manned by the ar-
my of the Cumberland under com-
mand of Pap Thomas. A long line of
trenches or rifle pits, located outside
of this line of earthworks, extends
from the river around to Chattanooga
creek, a small stream that flows along
the side of Lookout mountain.
The Confederates were strongly en-
trenched on the top of Mission Ridge,
and two lines of rifle pits between
that and the base of the hill. Their
lower line and our outside line were
within easy rifle range, while their
batteries on top of the hill could have
dropped shell into any of the forts, or
into Chattanooga for that matter. It
was only last Saturday that General
Bragg sent the following note to Gen-
eral Grant: “Humanity would dictate
the removal of all non-combatants
from Chattanooga, as I am about to
shell the city.”
Bragg’s lines were plainly visible
from ours, and his men could be seen
riding or walking about. Of course
they could look down upon us, but
Sherman had moved up quietly behind
the hills and taken a position opposite
where Mission Ridge juts up to the
river, without being discovered. When
it was found that Bragg knew of his
coming, Howard’s men were brought
over from Kelley’s ford, and marched
intc Chattanooga for the purpose of
leading Bragg to think it was Sher-
man.
Last night Colonel Smith succeeded
in throwing a poontoon bridge across
the river, and this morning a detach-
ment of Sherman’s men crossed over,
surprised and captured the pickets
and secured lodgment in a good posi-
tion to cover the passage of the re-
mainder of the force.
It was about 8 o’clock when the
firing broke out at that point, and it
was quite lively for a while. There
was great activity among the troops
on the hill, and unbroken lines of
couriers galloped to and from Bragg’s
headquarters.
By the aid of a field glass we could
see General Bragg, or we supposed it
was him, come out to the front of his
quarters and take surveys of the sit-
uation. No sooner had Sherman been
heard from, than Hooker began
swinging along the face of Lookout
mountain toward the gap leading to
the rear of Bragg’s position. Columns
that had been seen moving toward
Sherman, were now seen to turn and
hasten back toward Hooker. The
ridge became alive with soldiers and
studded with fluttering flags.
General Thomas threw.out a line
of skirmishers, and a strong one, too,
which made a half mile run and cap-
tured the first line of rifle pits. It
was a hot run, for the Johnnies were
expecting the attack, and were ready
for it. Their second line joined in the
fray, and the batteries from the hill-
top rained shot and shell into the val-
ley below. The puffs of smoke from
their cannon which at first appeared
to be about the size of your fist and
as white as a bunch of cotton, would
gradually grow larger and thinner as
they disappeared in air. Owing to
their distance they seemed to be sta-
tionary, and at times they would so
rapidly pop into view, apparently
from nowhere, that the heavens were
studded with them. :
Noon came, but no one wanted din-
ner; we were too much interested in
what was going on in the front. The
light wind that was blowing carried
the smoke away, and the bright sun-
shine showed the lines distinctly.
Hour by hour the excitement became
more intense.
Is Sherman in position yet? Can
he hold out until Hooker strikes at the
other end? Why in the name of all
the Gods doesn’t Thomas move? and
a thousand other questions were ask-
ed. Three o’clock came, the smoke
from Sherman’s line was farther
along the ridge. Batteries were mov-
ed from the crest of the hill and then
voices soon mingled with the musket-
ry ‘showing that Sherman was doing
A big puff of
smoke from Fort Wood caused a shout
to go up from our camp. This was
followed at regular intervals of about
half a minute by five others. It was
the signal for a general attack.
Scarcely had the last shot died out
when two lines of blue coats appeared
in front of the works as if by magic,
and a moment later began moving
rapidly toward the ridge.
“They’ve got it, they've got it,”
shouted Lieutenant Thomas, who was
watching movements through a field
glass.
“Got what?” yelled everybody.
“Got the works. The rebels are
scampering up the hill like rabbits.”
The instructions were to go no
farther than this line until so order-
ed, but on they went—not at a run,
for the hill was steep and they were
exposed to a rattling fire, but slowly
from rock to rock and tree to tree,
loading and firing as they went. The
lines were nearly all V shaped, with
the apex toward the crest of the hill.
This peculiar formation was caused
by the color guards pushing ahead,
while the wings of the regiments lag-
ged. But on they went. Suddenly
there was a tremendous flash just at
Bragg’s headquarters. It followed so
closely a shot from Fort Wood that
we concluded a shell had penetrated
a powder magazine, but it was only a
caisson.
“It’s there!” shouted the Lieutenant
as he jumped down from the roof of
a shanty where he had been perched,
threw up his hat and shouted again,
“It’s there!”
We knew he meant the old flag, and
we all shouted. Just then the cloud
of smoke lifted and we could seé our
men turning the famous Bragg bat-
tery, that had so long frowned upon
us, and using it against the fleeing
hosts that had a moment before yelled
defiantly at our men to come and take
the battery if they wanted it. This
was one of the few places where there
were hand-to-hand fights over the
guns.
It was now but 3:45 o'clock, the
whole affair having lasted only three-
quarters of an hour. The sun, as it
slowly settled behind towering Look-
out, bridged the valley of the Chatta-
nooga with silver rays that illumin-
ated the crest of Mission Ridge where
fluttered, half a hundred riddled, tat-
tered, smoke-begrimed and blood-
stained flags with “every stripe and
every star.” The valley below was in
deep shadow, for it was then the val-
ley of death. Five hundred brave men
gave up their lives in that valley and
on that hillside during that fateful
three-quarters of an hour, while a
thousand and more lay bleeding and
shivering beneath the pall of smoke
that was slowly settling down and
hiding the scene from outside view.
Oh! flag, glory-rifted,
Today thunder-drifted,
Like a flower of strange grace upon Look-
out’s grim surge,
On some Federal fold
A new tale shall be told,
And the record immortal
verge.
emblazen thy
—B. F. Taylor.
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