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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.”
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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.
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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.
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‘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.