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Bellefonte, Pa, February 24, 1928
THE VOTING MACHINE.
At the presidential election in No-
vember of this year, electorate of the
State of Pennsylvania will vote on
the Voting Machine amendment, and
if ratified will authorize the Legis-
lature to make optional the use of
machines in any community.
To assist voters in casting an in-
telligent vote on this amendment, a
State wide voting machine education-
al program is being conducted and
through the efforts of a ballot reform
committee, 50 of these machines were
placed throughout the State for dem-
onstrative purposes.
This mechanical contrivance, which
insures secrecy of the ballot, absolute
secrecy, easy and speedy voting, elim-
ination of spoiled and defective bal-
lots, immediate election returns, a
permanent record and a substantial
curtailment of election expenses, is
built like a metal filing cabinet, with
inclosing curtains and stands about
six feet high. The machine is of the
utmost simplicity, as one official has
stated “so simple that a child of five
can operate it.”
The cost of the machine is $960.
Where election expenses are consid-
erable, it soon pays for itself and in
all sections will eventually pay for it-
self besides eliminating all chance for
error and fraud and saving much time
and personal energy, with returns
available as soon as the polls close.
There are now voting machines in-
stalled in more than 1,800 communi-
ties in different pars of the United
States, which are used by 4,000,000
voters.
It is in the great congested sec-
tions that ballot box stuffing and
election frauds of various kinds exist
but the vote of the rural electorate
in favor of this reform must be ob-
tained to counteract the voting
against the amendment which will be
bound to occur in great centers of
population. All other reasons for its
introduction save the one of fraud
elimination, is as pertinent in rural
as in urban communities. )
When the machine is not in use, it
is in plain view of voters and election
officers. When the election officer
raises the entrance knob, the voter
enters the space in front of the ma-
chine, on the face of which appear
the names of all the candidates, those
of the same party in one row and at
the left a series of levers beneath the
names of the leading parties.
The voter, having entered the vot-
ing space, swings the .curtain lever
overhead, to the right, closing the
curtains and at the same time unlock-
ing the machine for use. If he wish-
es to vote a straight party ticket, one
turn of the lever underneath the
name of that party and the swinging
back into place of the overhead lev-
| er accomplish it. If he desires to
jority of the candidates of any given
party, he must turn the party lever
at the left, which automactically
turns down all the little levers under
the names of the favored candidates.
The big overhead lever is then swung
into place and the voting is complet-
ed in not more than 23 or 3 minutes
at the outside instead of the usual
five or ten minutes consumed when
the paper ballot is used. If there are
quetions to be voted upon, they are
placed on the face of the machine
with levers “Yes” and “No” beneath
and are voted for in the same way.
So long as the voter remains in the
curtained booth, he may change his
vote or rectify his mistake, as no
votes are recorded until the curtain
lever is returned to the left side. One
conversant with the use of the ma-
chine, can vote in 30 seconds.
When the voting is completed, the
counting is done. This benefit of the
machine is cherished by the voting
public, the contestants and the news-
papers. Only the totals are disclosed
on the registering counters on the
back of the machine and all the elec-
tion officers need to do at the close
of the polls is to transcribe the totals
on the statement of canvass. The
machine remains a permanent record
of the returns until it is time to put
i in use again.—Wellsboro Gazette.
Beautifying School Grounds.
The Department of Public Instruc-
tion and the Department of Internal
Affairs at Harrisburg are co-operat-
ing in the preparation of a bulletin
on beautifying school grounds and
plotting these grounds for play activ-
ities.
A study of the school plants over
the State reveals that in a great
many communities the most unattrac-
tive spot is that of the school
grounds.
inform school authorities and others
interested in the schools on the basic
principles of landscape architecture.
It will contain numerous illustrations
of what has already been accom-
plished in this field in various sections
of the State. Some of these will
show the grounds before and the same
grounds after the landscape archi-
tect’s suggestions have been applied.
The Department of Public Instrac-
tion is making the beautifying of
school plants its chief objective in a
state-wide program for the spring
Arbor days, April 6 and 20.
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Outdoor Lighting.
terior lighting fixtures such as porch
lznterns, entrance lights and exterior
garage lights because of its well-
known ability to successfully with-
stand the destructive action of snow,
sleet and rain. When exposed to
these elements, copper takes on a
protective green coating which is an
added charm.
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MALLORY HATS FOR SPRING 1928
NOTTINGHAM SUITS for
young men—all with 2 pr.
trousers — Tailored specially
for young men and generally
regarded as America’s Lead-
ing Young Men’s Suits.
We take great pleasure
in showing these suits and
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(© by D. J. Walsh.)
S CASSY BARTLETT turned
from the street to enter the
house she heard a swift fall of
steps behind her and a panting
voice:
“Wait, Cassy! I want to see you!”
It was Elly Marsh, who doubtless
had seen Cassy passing by, had
thrown a shawl over her head and
run out to intercept her.
“I was watching for you and called
to you,” Elly said, “but I guess you
didn't hear. I've got something for
you. There!” She pressed a small
package into Cassy’s hand. Then in
answer to Cassy’s astonished look, she
added: “You know what it's for.
don’t you? Your birthday.”
“Oh, yes! This is my birthday, isn’t
it? Do you know I couldn’t think for
a minute. How good of you to re-
member it, Elly! And thanks for the
gift. You always are such a darling,
Eily. If—if we weren't standing here
in the street with Miss Piper watch-
ing us from her kitchen window,
should certainly kiss you.”
“It isn’t anything of great value,
only a remembrance,” Elly said. “And
now I must run or my potatoes will
burn.”
She was gone, and Cassy went on
into the house. A smell of turnip met
her in the hall. Upstairs she could
hear Miss Frost and Miss Marx, two
other boarders who had got home
open
doors as they prinked for lunch.
There was no one in the sitting roon.
and Cassy went in there to open her
package. Her birthday! She had for-
gotton all about it; her thirty-sixth
birthday! She almost wished Elly had
not remembered it. What had Elly
given her? What could any one give
her that could brighten the fact of her
being thirty-six, alone and obliged to
work hard for her living?
Without expectation or thrill Cassy
vpened the little package and found
a delicately hand-made handkerchief
wrapped about something thin and
hard. A card? No, a picture—a pho-
tograph of herself. Now, where had
Elly got hold of that, and what did
she mean? Cassy turned the photo-
graph over and found that Elly had
scribbled on the back: “This is the
way you looked at twenty. Compare
it with the way you look now, and be
thankful for your thirty-sixth birth-
day!”
A smile twitched at Cassy’s lips as
she gazed at the little picture which
recalled to her an almost forgotten
self at twenty. Hair dragged back
from a forehead into a high pompa-
dour, built up over a scratchy jute
pad, exposed ears, collar straining her
neck, huge sleeves—how funny! And
her face was long—she had been thin
at twenty. “Looks as if I could have
eaten oats out of a churn, as grand-
mother used to say,” she commented
with amusement. And yet, too, she
felt a curious bit of sympathy for the
irl with the pompadour who had
teen herself sixteen years ago.
a fool the girl had been, to think that
Enoch Morrow could care for her!
She could understand now, looking at |
the little photograph, why he hadn't;
why he had married Alice Stimpsen
and gone away into a life unknown
of the Castle Creekers.
The lunch bell was jangling, ang
Cassy, tucking the picture away in-
side her blouse, went into the dining
room. About the huge square table
gathered seven people besides Cassy.
Mrs. Higby sat at the head, Mr. Hig-
by at the foot, and on either side were
ranged the boarders, Oagsy sat be-
{wéen Mrs. Pike and Mr. Hdrton, who
was staying there while his wife made
her annual visit to her old home.
“I snan’t be here after today, folks,”
Mr. Horton announced. “Got a letter
from Molly this morning and she says
she will be home tonight.”
“Sorry to lose you, I'm sure,” said
Mrs. Pike in her stiff way.
“Sorry to go,” rejoined Mr. Horton.
And as Jenny just then came in with
the roast, conversation subsided for
some minutes.
Cassy hurried through lunch in or-
der to have a moment at Elly Marsh's
before she had to return to the office.
And Elly, taking her by the shoulders,
marched her up to the big mirror,
triumphantly.
“Now that you have seen the way
you looked at twenty, I want you to
see how you look now,” she said.
Cassy looked, rather shyly. She saw
a woman who appeared younger than
she was, a woman charmingly plump
and rosy, who had an air of well-being
and style. The memory of the little
photograph was still with her and she
smiled.
“Well—I certainly weigh more,” she
admitted.
“I should say so! You were skin
and bones when that picture was tak-
en—grieving yourself to death over
Enoch Morrow. Now you don’t look
as if you had ever had a physical or
mental pain in your life. Talk about
late blooming! You are am autumn
| rose all right.”
“Oh, Elly! You flatterer.” But Cas
&y kissed her and went on her way,
happier than she had been in months.
{ Life wasn't altogether bad, although
you were thirty-six, had seem home
1 and fortune evaporate, and had been
forced to earn your own living.
“If I am as good looking as that, 1
| need a new hat,” Cassy thought on
| her way home from work that after-
noon. She had paused to glance into
the window of that smart little shop
What
known as “The Mary Louise.” There
wus just-the hat she wanted, agree-
ably marked down, too! Why should
she not get it? “I will,” she decided.
“That last rainstorm I was caught out
in nearly finished this one.”
Twenty minutes later Cassy cume
out of “The Mary Louise” wearing the
little new hat with its bright orna-
ment and the clever twist to the brim,
which showed the waves of dark hair
above her left ear.
As she entered the Higby house, a
smell of soup met her, adding itself
to that earlier odor of turnip, which
still lingered. This was her first im-
pression. Her next was of a man who
was kicking off his rubbers at the
hall rack, with his back turned to her.
He was tall, heavily built with gray
hair, a little thin at the top. A new
boarder, in Mr. Horton’s place! Mrs.
Higby never had to wait to fill her
vacancies.
As Cassy approached the hall rack
the man turned and she found herself
standing face to face with Enoch
Morrow,
There was the slightest pause, dur-
ing which she realized that he did not
know her, then she spoke as casually
ad she could:
“Why, how do you do, Enoch?
Have you forgotten Cassy Bartlett?”
“Cassy Bartlett! It can’t be pos
sible!” He held out his hand.
They had time for but the briefest
handshake before the dinner bell went
jangling. At the table he had Mr.
Horton’s place. Cassy sat next to
him.
Mrs. Pike, always inquisitive, found
out a great many things about Enoch
Morrow before the meal was over.
His wife was dead, he was alone, and
he had come back to Castle Creek to
sell some land he had been holding on
to in order to get a higher price. Ev-
ery one he knew had gone or changed
about and he felt himself very for-
tunate to be able to find a place at
Mrs. Higby’s. He had his own car
and was thinking of driving it clear
through to California, where he in-
tended to spend the winter. He had
been working pretty hard and needed
a rest.
Cassy, hearing these things, sat ver)
quiet and tried to eat her dinner, but
she was aware that Enoch looked at
her often in a puzzled, wondering way.
Afterward, in the sitting room he
made her sit down and talk to him.
“You don’t know how pleasant n
seems to find you, Cassy,” he said.
“All the old crowd has drifted away.
Sixteen years is a long time to be
away.”
Then he told her how Alice haa
nad pneumonia the previous winter
and had died. There were no chil-
dren—“only a dog, and I have given
bim away. I could get him back
though, if—if 1 had a home to take
him to. But I have only a house, a
big one, and a man makes pretty poor
work of living alone, don’t you know
ite”
Three weeks later Elly made Cassy
another present. This time it was a
wedding present.
Grewsome Objects in
Room of Archeologist
No more fearful and wonderful ob-
jects exist than those astounding tur-
quoise skulls, some of which I saw in
Mexico, which are real human skulls
solidly paved with turquoise chiefly
than obsidian and other stones.
and that reminds me of one of the
most amazing men | ever knew—EKu-
| gene Boban, who did more than any
. other one man to show us the won
ders of Mexico.
skulls are dreary things at the best,
even if studded with gems, but to
Boban, so saturated in archeology
that I have no doubt he thought,
when he saw a pretty woman, what
a beautiful skeleton she would one
day make—to Boban a skull was
merely an interesting ornament for 8
room.
- T shall never forget my first visit to
his home, where I went to see a won--
derful sacred painting depicting gems,
the marriage of Joseph and Mary, in
life size, which he had unearthed for
me from an ancient Mexican church.
Boban’s room! A tiny cot placed
petween two mummified women which
he had dug out of the walls of that
same church, and at the foot of this
bed, that he might, on retiring and
rising, contemplate its never-ending
archeological wonders, the head of a
man, which, during burial, had been
transformed into adipocere, a sort of
natural hard soap.—Dr. George Kunz
in the Saturday Evening Post.
Tactful Answer
A taxi driver picked up a fare who
appeared to be slightly unsteady on
his feet. He asked to be driven “to
the end of the rainbow.”
The taxi driver humored the man,
and off they went, but suddenly he be-
gan te wonder whether his fare had
sufficient money te pay. He pulled up
and opened the door,
“Here you are, sir!” he cried cheer-
(ully,
“Is this the end of the rainbow?"
asked the fare. “I can’t see it any-
where.”
“Well, we aren't quite there,” agreed
che taxi driver. “The end is just a
few yards up the road, but the
street’s up, and you'll have to walk
the rest.”—TLiondon, Answers.
Newfoundland Airport
80 many planes have visited or
passed over Harber Grace, Newfound-
land, in ‘their trans-Atlantic or coastal
hops that an airport has been estab-
lished 'to ‘facilitate refueling and re-
pairs. Tt is situated on a hill and is
visible for 30 miles. A runway has
been ‘built and hangars and lights will
be provided later.
tion-
help.
It teaches proper
great value.
accounts receive.
Small Bank Accounts
N these days no one in business can afford
to be without a bank account and by
business we mean every kind of occupa-
A bank account identifies you with an
institution that some day may prove a great
It encourages thrift.
It helps your credit, — and credit is of
No matter how small it may seem to
you, this bank will welcome it and give it the
same careful attention that its largest
business methods.
The First, National Bank
BELLEFONTE, PA.
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EAGLES ATTACK PLANES
OF BRITISH AVIATORS.
Eagles, startled by invasion of their
aerial precincts, have become a men-
ace to fliers in Europe.
Bird Societies of the British Isles
and associations of airmen alike have
set out to collect information which
it is hoped will help aviators to vro-
tect themselves from danger of at-
tack by the birds.
Some of the adventures of aviators
with eagles have been harrowing in
the extreme, even to the point of fa-
tality. The eagle seems to have no
fear of an aeroplane much bigger
than itself.
A British aviator was flying high
over a chain of hills in misty weath-
er when he saw a great bird dashing
straight at his plane. Without slack-
ening speed the eagle dove for the
plane and collided with the propellor,
breaking it to pieces. The eagle was
killed, but the airman was in great
difficulties in having to make a forced
landing in awkward country.
Another British pilot encountered
a huge eagle over a mountain range.
The eagle flew around the plane in
circles, growing ever less in diamet-
er, evidently trying to pick out the
most vulnerable part of the plane
for an attack. The pilot moved his
head and caught the eye of the eagle,
who prepared for the sweep. The
pilot remembered a pistol in the lock-
er near his seat. He drew it and fired.
He did not hit the eagle, but he
frightened it, and the big bird flew
away. *
The mountains behind Athens con-
tain eagles of particularly pugnacious
character. An aeroplane was flying
over the mountains recently when
several eagles swooped down and at-
tacked it simultaneously. Their dash-
es at the machine so crippled it that
the pilot was forced to descend quick-
ly, and landed so badly that he and a
passnger were injured.
A pilot flying from Paris to Madrid
met an eagle which apparently chal-
lenged him to a high flying contest.
The bird soared and so did the plane.
Higher and higher they went, until
the eagle’s wings began to flag and
its strength failed. The eagle sud-
denly stretched out its wings and
sailed away to earth, leaving the
plane master.
Even smaller birds, such as swifts,
evidence no fear of a plane, according
to other British pilots.
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Mt. Lindbergh in Pennsylvania.
Pennsylvania is to have a Mount
Lindbergh.
Dr. George H. Ashley, State geol-
ogist, has been authorized by the
State Geographic board to seek a
mountain peak along the United
States air mail route formerly trav-
eled by Col. Charles A. Lindbergh
which is to be named in honor of the
intrepid Lone Eagle.
The board declined the sugegstion
of the Alpine club of Potter county
that they name a peak there in Col.
Lindbergh’s honor, choosing rather to
select a peak along the route Lindy
followed in the air mail service.
‘PENN STATE HONORS
MEMORY OF DR. PUGH
The 100th anniversary of the birth
of the first president of the Pennsyl-
vania State College, Dr. Evan Pugh,
was observed on Wednesday, Febru-
ary 20, by the students and faculty
of the college and members of the
Central Pennsylvania branch of the
American Chemical society.
In a large measure the college of
today owes its existence and service
to the Commonwealth to Dr. Pugh.
With possibilities of a brilliant fu-
ture as an agricultural research
chemist before him, Dr. Pugh in 1859,
at the age of 31, elected to give up
offers of high salaried research posts
to direct what was then known as the
Farmers’ High School. Largely be-
cause of his own efforts he obtained
the approval of the Pennsylvania Leg-
islature to make the institution the
Pennsylvania land grant college un-
der an act of Congress. The strain
was too much even for the robust
young giant, and overwork brought
about his untimely death after five
years as president, his death occur-
ring in Bellefonte in 1864 at the age
36.
After four years of chemistry stud-
ies in Germany and France, the ‘first
Penn State president was regarded as
one of the foremost American chem-
ists of his day. He had made a spec-
ialty of plant life growth and culture
and was the ideal man to direct an
institution of the type that the col-
lege represented in its earlier days.
At a centenary memorial meeting on
the 29th at State College, Dr. Erwin
W. Runkle, college historian, will
speak on the life and work of Dr.
Pugh. The meeting is to be held
under the auspices of the American
Chemical Society branch, of which
Professor R. Adams Dutcher, head of
the agricultural chemistry depart-
ment of the college is president.
Chemists of the central part of the.
State will be in attendance.
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Hope for Agriculture. &:
Figures compiled hy Deam R. L..
) Watts, of the Pennsylvania State Col--
lege school of agriculture, show that:
29 per cent of the graduates of ag--
ricultural courses at that institution:
return to the farm. This exceeds the:
average for 19 State colleges, which:
is 27.8 per cent.
Eighteen per cent of the Penn State
agricultural graduates are teaching,
1156 per cent in agricultural extension
work, 7 per cent in research work
and the remaining 31 per cent in
miscellaneous pursuits. The figures
for the country at large in teaching,
extension, and research are 24, 8.4,
and 5.8 per cent respectively.
Leading institutions are Kansas,
with 24 per cent engaged in business
farm, Florida with 12 per cent in re-
search, North Carolina with 37 per
cent teaching, Georgia with 26 per
cent in extension work, and Texas
with 24 per cent engaged in business
related to agriculture,
——The “Watchman” is the most:
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