yy — rr Bellefonte, Pa.,, November 21, 1924, a —————————————————————————————————— THANKSGIVING. Will Carlton. Live fast, you selfish, thankful throng, For life today is fair, And when the dinner comes along, Take in a goodly share! The future keeps just out of view; And sorrow waits ahead; There may be days when some of you Will beg a bit of bread. The blessings of this day do not Secure a future one; This is to thank the Lord for what He has already done. And every laugh, however gay, By grief shall yet be quelled; O’er each heart that is here today A funeral must be held. Laugh on again with careless voice, As soon as grace is said! God loves to see his folks rejoice, No matter what's ahead. You're sure of this Thanksgiving day, ‘Whose blessings on you fall; A million thanks you should display For having lived at all. Grief should be checked, with crafty plan, But ne'er by dreading nursed; Care for the future all you ean, Then let it do its worst! A VICARIOUS THANKSGIVING. “I may not be much at conundrums, but I can guess easily enough what family near here won’t get any Thanksgiving dinner.” Jimmy Bret- ton rolled a washtub into its corner toughirally, and then added, with more vehemence than ra; : “And that’s us.” Eman Thanksgiving was only a day away, the pantry was empty, the rent was behind, Jimmy’s mother at this mo- ment was sick in bed, and Jimmy him- self had not been able to find any- thing to do in the way of earning money for weeks past. “Lucky if we get even a Thanksgiving breakfast,” e mournfully decided as he sat down dejectedly on the rickety step of the side porch. There was nothing to do Just now. He had cleaned up and looked after his mother’s wants. At present she was sleeping restlessly. . The main avenue of the town was in sight, and Jimmy noticed a handsome carriage rolling by in the distance. There’s lots of people, too, that have more than they need, and could help out, if they would only think,” he mused. He was considering, however, rather the idea that persons of posi- tion and means could help out in find- ing him something to do. If only he could have found work, the dinner part would have been easy enough, of course. “There was that Mr. Merce- reau yesterday,” the boy continued to meditate; “just waved me away when I asked him for a job, and shook his head. If he'd taken time to think, I guess maybe he could have thought of something for me to do all right. When I'm rich I'm going to make a regular schedule for eatin’, sleepin’, workin’ and thinkin’!” . A faint voice came from the house just then, and Jimmy bounded up to answer his mother’s call. She was not any worse, but she had just remem- bered something. She had not been able to do Mrs. Cartwright’s wash this week, but now it had occurred to her that Benny Muller’s mother would be glad to get the work; and she wanted Jimmy to go over and see about it. “You're all right, mother,” Jimmy de- clared as he hunted up his cap. “You are one of the people that thinks about others. I'll be back in a few min- utes.” Kissing her good-by he hurried away, up the street until he came in sight of a crippled boy playing in a yard hung with clothes. Somehow the picture made him feel suddenly rich in his health and strength, despite poverty. “There’s somebody needs thinkin’ about more than I do,” he de- cided, as Bennie hobbled over joyful- ly to meet him. “He couldn’t earn a Thanksgiving dinner if he had the chance to do it. And who else is going to get it I wonder? Mrs. Muller can’t any more than keep alive even when she works every day in the week.” At any rate Mrs. Muller was glad to get more washing to do. When Jimmy smilingly suggested that it would help out with the Thanksgiv- ing dinner, she put up her hands with comical, but cheerful, indifference to the idea. “Land sakes!” she ejacu- lated. “We're weeks behind on meals now. Time to think about Thanks- giving at New Year’s.” On the way home Jimmy pondered. He really believed the Mullers were behind on meals, and he amuséd him- self by imagining the pleasure it would give -Benny_ to sit down to-a real Thanksgiving dinner. “If only people knew and thought about him—-" Then Jimmy stopped short with the suddenness of an idea. “Humph! Why shouldn’t I do the thinkin’, and make the people that’s got do the giv- in’?’ Tickled by the inspiration, Jimmy hurried home to report to his mother. A neighbor was calling, and promised to spend an indefinite time with the invalid while Jimmy went off to tell the patron that Mrs. Muller would do her washing. Without loss of any time, Jimmy harnessed up an old baby carriage, which he used in going after the washes his mother did. Since har- nessing up involved only the clearing out of the carriage and taking hold of the handles, he was soon trotting down the street. After telling Mrs. Cartwright about her wash, he told her also his scheme. A bit of unusu- al luck fell to him at the hands of the sympathetic woman. She had bought herself a small turkey for the next day; now she was going suddenly to visit her mother until after the holi- day. The first gift for Renny’s dinner, therefore, was the principal feature of such a dinner. “My!” Jim- my murmured rather enviously, as he “drove off” toward another house. “I wish this turkey had been twins. Don’t it look snug and good, though ? U-um! I can nearly smell it cook- ing.” It was an easier experiment than Jimmy had expected. With the tur- key already secured, and restfully re- posing in the body of the baby car- riage, he had little trouble in making a collection of potatoes, celery, pies, cranberry sauce, nuts and cake. And Mr. Kramer, for whom he sometimes did errands, added a couple of bottles of ginger ale. The carriage filled up so rog.dly that Jimmy was obliged to turn homeward with it very soon. Not the last part of Jimmy's was the jubilant, sunny smile with which he delivered the dinner to Mrs. Mul- ler. That good and utterly astonished lady was obliged to dry her arms of suds and wipe her eyes before she could take command of the situation. Meanwhile, Benny stood with wide and solemn gaze in contemplation of the wonders Jimmy hauled forth from the baby carriage. ; Mrs. Muller’s questions as to the source of all goodness were easily enough put aside. The fact of Mrs. Cartwright being called away suffi- |! ciently explained things for all prac- tical purposes; and the over-worked mother of a big family was too glad to get the feast to be too critical. And if her gladness did not blot all else from her mind, gratitude for Jimmy’s thoughtfulness did. Jimmy went homeward with a satisfaction that made him forget in a measure that he had no Thanksgiving dinner for him- self and his mother. In his complacency, Jimmy did not observe a carriage coming up the street toward him. A pleasant voice hailed him, however, and asked if he could point out the exact house where Mrs. Muller and one small cripple called Benny lived. “I have some- thing for them here in the way of tu:- key and cranberries—something from Santa Claus, so to speak,” the occu- pant of the carriage said. . Jimmy looked up quickly; then an odd smile came over his face. The gentleman in the carriage seemed to grasp the fact that Jimmy knew of something awry in his purpose of giv- ing Benny a Thanksgiving dinner. “Yes, you're too late,” Jimmy chuck- led, when he was pressed for an ex- planation.” You didn’t think as quick- ly as I did.” The owner of the carriage chuckled, too, over his tardiness, and ordered the carriage to turn about. Since Jimmy was going the same way, he was in- vited to ride, and also to tell the story of Benny Muller’s dinner with detail. And Jimmy was still telling the story of how he got his inspiration when the carriage stopped for him at his own gate. “So you decided that, if others didn’t think, you would at least do your share, eh?” the gentleman ob- served, cutting short Jimmy’s efforts to thank him for the ride. Climbing out after the boy, he lifted the basket from the carriage to the ground. “And you thought we didn’t think, eh? Well, now, for that I'm just going to take this big Thanksgiving dinner right into your house and leave it there. And I want to see this sick mother of yours right away. physician, not too much retired yet to help a little.” Jimmy had been standing a bit stu- pefied by the size of the Thanksgiving diriner that was coming his way; but the suggestion of helping his mother roused him. He led the way with stammering thanks. His mother had not felt rich enough to afford a doc- tor, but she gladly accepted the skill- ful attention of the stranger, all the more readily because he told her that without care she would have a siege of it. “But now we’ll get you up for your dinner tomorrow,” he declared in the cheering tones of a bracing voice. “And, Jimmy,” he added quickly, as Jimmy showed signs of bursting forth with the story of the dinner waiting in the kitchen, “you come down to see me tomorrow morning. It’s an off day from business, you know, and I'll have time to think hard before my dinner, and find some work for you to do. In fact, I believe I am already on the trail of it now. Good-by.” Jimmy accompanied him to the door, stopped in the kitchen on the way back to get a glimpse at the big basket, and then went to sit by his mother and tell her the whole story. “And now I’m wondering,” he observ- ed, after finishing the tale with the remark that their basket contained a big box of candy. “I thought I was helping Benny Muller and his moth- er; but did they or we get the best of it after all?” Perhaps if he could have seen Mrs. Muller just then he would have had his answer. She was stowing away her Thanksgiving dinner and mutter- ing happily to herself. “Thank the Lord for kind friends and neighbors,” she said; “they’re the best of it all.”— The Visitor. No Cure Found for Chestnut Blight. There is little that can be done to control the chestnut tree blight which is playing havoc with the chestnut forest in southern Pennsylvaiia, de- clare pathologists in the State Bu- reau of Plant Industry. Once a tree is infected there is no cure. Specialists say, however, that some trees may develop resistance to blight and so complete destruction is not likely. The one remaining. hope is that trees immune to the disease may be found and then propagated for the future supply of nuts and lum- ber. The disease is carried from tree to tree in the form of microscopic spores on such carriers as wind, rain, an- imals and lumber cut from diseased trees. The infection may take place at any point on a tree, wherever the smallest particle of soft cambium has become exposed such as in the cracks of the bark, where limbs have been broken by storms, or where insects have made incisions to feed or lay eggs. Mrs. Williams—*“When I looked out of the window I was glad to see you playing marbles with Tommy Smith.” illiam, Jr.—“We wuzzn't playing marbles, ma. We just had a fight and 1 was helping him pick up his teeth.” cm——— —————— > Judge—“Did you know that that street was a-one-way traffic street?” Negro—“Yasser, Judge, and I was just going one way.” Judge. “Dismissed.” —It’s all here and it’s all true. I'm ai FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN. DAILY THOUGHT. We Thank Thee. For flowers that bloom about our feet; For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet; For song of bird, and hum of bee; For all things fair we hear or see. Father in Heaven, we thank Thee! For blue of stream and blue of sky; For pleasant shade of branches high; For fragrant air and cooling breeze; For beauty of the blooming trees. Father in Heaven, we thank Thee! Vegetables can be used for decora- tion of the Thanksgiving day dinner table, making an appropriate adorn- ment. The centerpiece can be formed of vegetables piled up in the center of the table. Carrots, turnips, parsnips, sweet and white potatoes, celery tops, a red and a green cabbage, can all be used if they are scrubbed clean and wiped dry. Their colors are beautiful, bh if they are neatly mounded and green parsley they will be quite ef- fective. : About the centerpiece candlesticks formed of vegetables can be grouped. Big carrots make good candlesticks. Cut off the big end to make a solid Ty So yr | player with the lighted candle can ig- foundation on which these candle- sticks can rest and cut off some of the tapering end so that the end left will be half an inch bigger in diameter than the candles used. Then scoop out a little cup to hold the candle. Cucumbers cut on one side so that they will sit solidly on the table, with a little cup hollowed in each end, can be used for holding two candles each. Turnips, potatoes and parsnips can all be used. The place cards to go with this sort eye and palate. of decoration might be hand painted vegetables, with waving, rootlike arms nuts from local and foreign trees. and legs and funny faces formed by Brazil sends us the heavy cream or the creases and eyes and knots in the butternut, with its hard jacket, and vegetable themselves. ° There are poppy crackers on sale glowing with November’s gold. From that would make appropriate favors to England we get the English Cobb nut, go with these vegetable decorations. ! which in the parlance of the laity is a They cost about $1.25 a dozen. Three are decorated with tiny ears of corn, three with tomatoes, three with pump- kins. and three with cucumbers. Each contains a favor. A big paper turkey that costs about $1.25, filled with candies, might serve as the centerpiece, and at each place could be put small paper turkeys, also filled with candy, which cost from 15 to 25 cents apiece. . There are small fruit boxes - sold, filled with candies by some confection- ers, that are also attractive favors. More useful favors can be found in the small silk fruits and vegetables that are sold for prices that range from 25 cents to $1.00. Carrots and parsnips, apples and pears are includ- ed in these fruits and vegetables, and they are all pincushions. The tiny vegetable souvenirs that sell for 15 cents each and the tiny wax vegeta- also make appropriate and acceptable favors. Thanksgiving Fun.—When all have gathered together after the bountiful dinner on Thanksgiving day, one of the most satisfactory games to Charades. The reason of its populari- ty on such occasions is that it neither play is’ requires any deep amount of thought, : nor yet any very strenuous exercise, | bit is a happy medium between the Wo. The only trouble is that frequently one cannot think of words which will “act out.” -Here are a few sugges- tions. The leader can give half the words to the opposing side, and keep half himself—only he is in honor bound not to help his side guess, since he holds the opponents’ secrets from ! the start. Three rules to be followed in selecting charades are: Choose words in common use; choose words which represent plenty of action; choose comparatively short words. Take the word “breakfast.” For the first syllable—“break”—have a young lady and a young man stroll in, arm in arm, supposedly engaged in an interesting conversation. Have them sit down on a bench. He takes out a letter and shows it to her. She be- comes angry, and in pantomime he tries to “make up,” but she refuses. She takes a ring from the third finger of her left hand, gives it to him, and they exit by separate ways. For the second syllable—“fast”— have all the players on the acting side armed with brooms, pokers, etec., held in the “right shoulder” position of guns. March in single file, at a quick step, in one door, around the room and out again. Then there is the word “whiskey.” Have the players come whirling into the room, and flinging out their arms, “whisk” about on their toes, then whirl out again. For the second syl- lable—“key”’—have a little school- room scene. The teacher gives out books, and tells:the children to do ex- .amples.on page 20. Then the teacher becomes busy over something else. The pupils discover the “key” in the back of the book. They nudge each other, laugh (in silent pantomime) and pretend to copy down answers. Then all sit up in a mock attempt to look sober. The word “homage” is easily acted. Have a scene representing a fireside at home. Then let a young boy in sailor hat rush in as though returning from foreign shores. Mother, father and brothers rush to greet him. For “age” a scene can readily be invented. The following words will suggest acting for themselves: Fancied - - - fan seed Champagne -e - sham pain Changeable - - change able Circulate - - - sir cue late Cipher - - - - sigh fur Classic - - - - class sick Junetion - - - jung shun Nautical - - - naught tickle Moreover - - - more over Mistake - - - - miss take Mitigate - - - mit I gate Misty - - - - - miss tea Pageant - - - - page aunt Paymaster - - - pay master Personate - - - purr son ate Rampart - - - ram part Rainbow . - - - rain beau Pursue - - - - purr sue Gossip.—Two or three games of gossip are always amusing. The play- ers sit in a circle. The beginner whis- pers a sentence in the ear of the per- son next to him, taking care not to ! kernels in dates. | ‘can be bought. All but salting, they bles and fruits that cost 10 or 15 cents speak too plainly. The second player whispers what he heard to the third, and so on to the last. The end player says aloud what he thinks he heard. Then the first player tells what it re- ally was. The comparison is often : most ludicrous. - : Light the Candle.—This is a most | exciting game, and one which can be | played for a prize or not, as the host- ess chooses. Line the players in two | rows in the middle of the room, the | two rows facing each other. Have! either a strip of old carpet or some! newspapers on the floor to prevent grease spots. Give each player a can- dle and bid them all kneel down. Go along and light the candles of the players on one side, leaving the can- | dles of the other players just as they came from the store. Every one must then take his candle in his right hand. With his left hand he grasps his own ! left foot, and by it raises his left knee | well off the floor. In this position he | must keep steady enough—so that the nite the wick of the candle belonging to the opposite player, without either having rested his left knee on the | floor. Whichever pair can first rise ' with two lighted candles receive the prize of tiny candlesticks for use in sealing letters. To an American, November without Thanksgiving would be extremely | queer, but a Thanksgiving dinner | without nuts would be like a Fourth of | July without firecrackers. The house- | wife and the chef, knowing this, plan many ways in which to introduce the nut into the. dishes on the festive board, and the progressive storekeep- ers go far afield to gather in the var- ious sorts of nuts which will tempt the In the stores are seen all kinds of the tempting paper-shell almond, hazlenut with its coat and overcoat on. Filbert, Cobb and hazlenuts come also from Spain, Italy and local woods. Although English walnuts sound as though they came from the realm of Victoria, and some of them do, most of them are obtained from American trees. From Italy and Spain come the large chestnuts which make the eyes of the small boy bulge and which fill his soul with longing. They are not very good for eating raw, as they are not so sweet as our own little chest- nuts, but boiled or roasted they have a pleasent flavor. Their main use is for stuffing the Thanksgiving turkey, and here they are supreme and in- comparable. From Louisina comes the great Southern nut, the favorite of dark eyed beaux and belles, the pe- can. Half-pound packages of nut kernels are ready to be served when Mr. Tur- key holds his court on the Thanksgiv- ing table. Pecans, walnuts and al- monds can be bought this way, or, if already salted, by the pound. Glace nuts make a very delightful dish for the table, as the nuts look most at- tractive in their shining transparent covering of candy, and their flavor harmonizes with their appearance. Another dainty way of serving Mon- sieur Noisette is to put the chopped WIFE SLAYER JUST FREED SHOOTS HIS SECOND MATE. Chicago, Ill.—Thirteen years in a prison cell for slaying his wife in Pennsylvania taught Sofron Pulca no lesson. Bitter disappointment in love had once more stirred his soul to a desperate desire to kill. And so he came to Chicago from Turtle Creek, Pa., crept up the back stairs of the apartment where his sec- ond wife worked alone in the kitchen. In one hand he held his suitcase. In the other a revolver. He married her last May while on parole from the State prison of Penn- sylvania. They had quarreled in Sep- tember. He had gone away and im- lored her in letters to take him back. She would not. She preferred to make a living keeping boarders. And so he felt there was nothing to do but repeat the drama of long ago and kill er. The kitchen door was unlocked. He pushed it open. There was his wife standing at the stove. With wavering hand he pointed the revolver at her and it spat out five shots in rapid succession. Two of iin took effect and Mary fell to the oor. Sofron breathed a sigh of content, put the muzzle to his head and pulled the trigger. He had done that 14 years ago when he killed his first wife but the bullet had just grazed his head. Today he was better rehearsed in his part. He saank to the floor dead. The bullet had gone straight through his head. But fate would not allow Sofron to be a perfect actor. His wife still lived. Excited neigh- bors had called the police and the woman was rushed to Saint Bernard’s hospital. There it was said she would probably die—that the love-mad hus- band’s repetition of his drama would be a complete success. : At the hospital Mrs. Pulca said: “I loved him even if he was a con- | viet. I tried to make him a better man. But he was too bad, I gave him money to go away. “And now that he has come back and tried a trick on me like he did on his first wife—my love has turned cold.” : She turned over painfully in her “Let the country bury him,” she said contemptously. The police be- gan an investigation to learn the mo- tive. They found in the apartment a let- ter written by Pulca to his wife. It was an incoherent missive that showed the strain under which he had been laboring. —If a teaspoonful of cold water | is added to the fat in which doughnuts are to be fried they will not soak up too much fat. —Get your job work done here. Muan’s Mind Ever in Abject Grip of Fear Primitive man began his existence on earth under conditions that caused his hair to stand on end a dozen times fn the day of thrilling adventures. When he looked around him it was with an anxious, watchful eye for en- emies, and an ear strained to catch the howlings of strange beasts. It was with reluctance he surren- dered his consciousness at night, for there was no security about ‘his rude couch. He looked up at the sky with ro sense of friendly aid to be sought there, but rather with craven dread of some malign intent in the strange movemencs of the stars and in the periodic appearance of flaming comets. Man lived for countless ages with fear at his elbow, and the centuries of his advance in knowledge and cul- ture have not enabled him to rid him- seif of the monster, says E. V. Odle in P. Ts and Cassell’'s Weekly. One result of this is that the ianguage of almost every civilization abounds with taboos and superstitions, while even a good many of the sayings of the great are colored with the emotions of fear, Science has disposed of superstition, but it has come to understand oniy a very little more abouf the emotion of fear. It is only in his head and in his heart that man is sometimes a hero; in the pit of his stomach he is always a coward. Physiologically, the emotion of fear hits us very lit- erally below the belt. It affects the great network of nerves situated under the diaphragm and known as the solar plexus. These nerves are closely as- sociated with all the most vital or- gans and they control the very pilot upon which the human mechanism works. Hence, the “sinking feeling” that we experience in moments of fear is due to an actual relaxation of the diaphragm itself and the consequent embarrassment of the heart and the pulmonary system. Science has also discovered that che sense of fear, when it becomes intensified, tends to produce a well- marked condition known in medical terms as a phobia. There are agroa- phobia or fear in crowds; monophobia, or fright of being in a confined space; anthraphobia, or fright of society; bathophobia, or fright of things fall- ing; siderodromophobia, or fright of railway traveling. Tells a Pathetic Story it is a two-inch strip of cigar-box ‘wood, with a half-inch hole rudely whittled through it at one end, and with soiled strings of cloth attached. It occupies a place in the collection of curious things in the office of Dr. Sydney Ussher, the chaplain stationed by the Episcopal City mission at the City home on Welfare island. The whittled hole, Doctor Ussher explains, was once filled with a glass lens from a broken pair of spectacles. and the strings of cloth were used as ear loops. An old inmate of the Institution, who had lost the use of one eye entirely and was almost blind in the other, had laboriously contrived a home-made eyeglass in order that he might not lose touch ut- terly with the news of the big city across the river. “It is often necessary,” said Doc cor Ussher, “to help with little per- sonal problems that the city cannot look after. The city provides good medical talent and excellent nursing care for our old folk, but the cost of eyeglasses has never been in- cluded in a municipal appropriation. Sometimes I am asked to play the part of a semi-professional oculist in the hope that the long days may be’ made a little less dreary for the poor people whose lives are ending here.”— Washington Star. Pampered She was really a sweet-looking woman and she wanted something for Teddy. After she had gone through the toy stock and worn the clerk to a frazzle she admitted that she was stumped. “You see,” sald she, “Teddy is three gears old and it is difficult for me to know just what he wou like. When he was a puppy I could buy him balls and things like that, but he does not seem to care for them any more.” And then the worm turned. “Why don’t you buy him a nice silk nightie, tied with a blue ribbon?” the clerk asked, sweetly. But the fond mother didn’t get it at all. “Oh, he has all those things,” she replied.—Argus (Seattle). Law Fixes Teachers’ Pay leven states have laws definitely prohibiting discrimination between men and women teachers in the mat- ter of salary, and some other states have by administrative action recog- nized the principle of “equal pay for equal work,” according to information recently compiled by . the United States bureau of education, says School Life. Those states which have passed prohibitory laws are Cali- fornia, Colorado, Maryland, Nevada, New York (for New York city), Ore- gon, Texas, Utah, Washington and Wyoming. Made : Walls of Ice Ice as masonry has made possible the sinking of a mine shaft through 8.000 feet of swamp to reach deposits of coal in northern Belgium. Work- men were handicapped by walls of the shaft caving in until; the walls were frozen into solid ice. It is expected that the 46 rich coal beds .in . the newly discovered field will be made accessible through the use of refrigeran- tion systems. ONLY ONE WOMAN IN CONGRESS. Woshington, Nov. 18.—Surprise is being expressed in political circles that only one woman was elected to the Congress which will begin to sit in’ March. In view of the success which women ‘candidates met with generally throughout the country, in city and State elections, it was believed that the next Congress would have a number of woman in its personnel. The lone woman member of the new Congress is Mrs. Mary Norton, of New Jersey. Ironically, she is a Dem-- ocrat. i This is the fifth woman to sit in the lower House. No woman has actually been a member of the United States: Senate. One woman, Mrs. Felton, of Georgia, was appointed, but Congress: was not in session during her term of office, and she was never officially seated. The four women who preceded Mrs.. Norton in the House of Representa- tives, all of whom have now passed out of that body for one reason or another, were all Republicans. Jeannette Rankin, of Montana, was: the first woman to sit in the House, taking her seat on April 2, 1917, the day that President Wilson’s war con- gress convened. She later became a candiate for the Senatorial nomina- tion from Montana, but lost her fight. The next woman Representative was Alice Robertson, of Oklahoma, who was defeated for re-election in 1922. The third was Mrs. Winifred Ma-- son Huck, Representative-at-Large- from Illinois, chosen to serve the bal- ance of the term of her father, Repre- sentative William E. Mason, who died in office. - Mrs. Huck failed to get the nomination for the next term. : The fourth was Mrs. Mae E. Nolan, Republican-Labor, of California, who was chosen to serve the balance of the term of her husband, Representative John I. Nolan, who died in office. Mrs.. Nolan was not a candidate for the re- nomination. SMULLTON. Mr. and Mrs. H. J. Stroble, of near- Williamsport, spent Sunday with Mrs. Stroble’s parents here. Butchering season opened in this town on Monday, C. F. Winters kill- ing the first porkers for the year. George Crouse, who was home over : Sunday, returned to State College, where he spent the summer working at the carpenter trade. Corn husking is almost a thing of the past in this locality, as most of | the farmers have finished at this writ- jg though there are still a few who: are not through as yet. The general | crop has been a poor one. z Twenty-nine persons, composed of the children and grand-children, con- gregated at the home of Henry Show- ers on Sunday in honor of his sixty- ; third birthday anniversary, which was a great surprise to that gentleman. Among the crowd were the family of George Showers, of Madisonburg; Ammon Showers, of Green Burr; Charles Brungart, of Salona, and Ed- win Conser, of Avis. After spending the day pleasantly and filling them- selves with good things to eat, all left | for their respective homes late in the i afternoon. We have often wished and hoped that the social condition of this town would improve, but it seems there is | something so deep-rooted that it is | hard to uproot. There is quietude for ! some time then something bobs up that makes not for peace but for i strife. Oh, that these things might | come to an end. A few weeks ago some vile villain placed a sign on the ! fence of one of our neighbors and we would thank heaven to know who it was. The actions of some persons ' afterward gave rise to beliefs as to who were the persons guilty of such conduct. That a community situated in a section spotted with churches and public schools as we are blessed with, have people in it who would attack the character of a family by placing signs bearing © deplorable remarks thereon, is hard for us to understand. There are few people who do not have: enemies, but ‘going into such actions in order to avenge their feelings is not humane, but worse than brutish. AARONSBURG. Recent guests at the J. H. Crouse home were Mr. and Mrs. Hornberger and daughter, of Milton. A. S. Stover returned home from Renovo where he spent some weeks employed at paper hanging. Mr. and Mrs. Shem Aurand, of Mil- roy, spent Sunday afternoon with Mrs. Aurand’s cousin, Mrs. George E. Sto- ver. John Laidacre, of Shickshinny, has again come into our midst, plying his usual trade, that of buying an- tiques. Mr. and Mrs. E. G. Mingle and Mr. and Mrs. H. S. Winkleblech spent Sunday at the home of Mr. and Mrs. George McCormick, at Potters Mills. Clarence Grove and two bright lit- tle daughters, Hazel and Edna, mo- tored up from Mifflinburg, Friday. Mr. Grove’s mother-in-law, Mrs. Ei- senhauer, accompanied them home. Winter seems to have descended up- on us, Sunday the weather becoming cold and windy, later bringing snow- storms. During the night the ground froze for the first time. We begin to think the weather prophet who pre- dicted the early part of the winter quite cold must have foreseen this cold snap. Mr. and Mrs. W. A. Guisewite and Mr. and Mrs. Fred Rachau returned home from Franklin, recently, where they spent several days with Mrs. Guisewite’s aged aunt, Mrs. Lorenzo Wilt and family. During their ab- sence Mrs. Emma Beaver, of Mill- mont, was at their home looking after the wants of Mrs. Harper. Mr. and Mrs, A. S. King had as guests on Sunday their son-in-law and daughter, Mr. and Mrs, Horace Hen- ry and two children; also Mr. and Mrs. Osborn and two sons, all of Mil- roy. . Mrs. King accompanied them to Milvoy for a few day’s visit with her daughter. ‘Another daughter of Mr. and Mrs. King, Miss Pearl King, came down from Bellefonte for a week's visit with home folks.
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