Bellefonte, Pa., April 19, 1929.
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MY SHIP
I stool on the shore of a lonely sea,
Where the silence was never stirred
By a word or a message that came to me,
Or hope of happiness yet to be,
Were no sound but the waves was heard:
And the ships sailed by with their cargoes
rare,
Disappearing in distance gray,
To port less lonely, to scenes more fair,
They flew over the waves away
In the dawn of a brighter day.
I stood and watched, while the air grew
chill,
And the clouds in the sky were black,
And the sun was hidden behind the hill,
And the seagull’'s crying so harsh and
shrill,
I called out, but no word came back,
And they all sailed swiftly away from me,
And the beach was unlit and gray;
No ripple of sunlight illumined the sea,
Where a deepening shadow lay,
With no sign of a brighter day.
One ship sailed over the bar of fate
And came toward the whitened sand,
It came unlooked for, while I did wait,
Alone and tired and desolate,
Alone on the pebbly strand.
It brought a message of cheer and hope,
And my sadness fled swiftly away;
And the sun grew bright o’er the distant
slope,
And the silver replaced the gray
In the dawning of a new day.
And the stately ships
rolled
I care not to summon back,
For this one brought all that my heart
could hold
Of pearls and amber and shining gold,
And nothing my life did lack.
And I moored it there by the shining
beach.
And its cargo is mine for aye;
And now no more o'er the sands I reach,
Those sands that are no more gray
In the dawn of a brighter day.
—May Spencer.
that had by me
ON THE DOTTED LINE.
Women loved Michael Phillips. He
had such an earnest young look in his
eyes.
They held you anyway, those eyes.
They were so eager, so enthusiastic;
trying to see everything at once; nev-
er wanting to miss the tiniest iota
of excitement because the world was
a wonderful place, and it felt great
to be alive. The expression was not
their only invigorating feature. It
was the color that made you stare in
amazement and suddenly realize that
this was positively the first time you
ever had seen a person whose eyes
were a bronze of gold. enhanced by
sparkling amber lights. No matter
what scandals you heard whispered
and more often shouted about him-—
no matter what he did—you knew he
could not be really bad, and still
possess such eyes.
Men liked Michael Philips. And
that is always a good sign. He was
very strong, muscular. A he-man,
who spent three solid hours each day
in New York’s favorite gymnasium.
Some said he happened to be a
Square-shooter when it came to busi-
ness deals, but most people were not
apt to agree with this opinion, es-
pecially after hearing the fairly ac-
curate details concerning his esca-
pades and tue disgraceru! way he
played upon the sympathies of his nu-
merous sweethearts in order to gain
material advantages. They claimed
it would have been bad enough, pro-
viding he was poor, ou" consi ring
‘11s vast fortune, well, ther. Just was
no excuse for such nefarious behav-
ior. Women in particular liked to
exaggerate the accounts of his mean-
ness; women who had proved them-
selves remarkably susceptible to
Michael’s charms. Of course such
critics might be right according to
their fashions; still, even they did not
know Michael in the beginning, be-
fore he met Fay.
He had everything: good looks,
money, health and youth. That stron
fighting chin of his was held high in
the air. He radicated a supreme
sense of power. He was taller than
the least blase of all his crazy circle.
broad shoulders. Michael Phillips,
the average man and boasted such
And it was a crazy circle. He hob-
nobbed with everybody. An indis-
criminate conglomeration of people.
Ham and not-so-ham actors, rush-to-
death newspaper men, bored million-
aires, their still more bored wives,
self-admiring motion-picture celebri-
ties, little obscure extras, great box-
ing champions, flashy bootleggers, re-
tired bankers, tired clerks, pretty
debutantes and prettier chorus girls.
Anyone was his friend.
During Michael’s short life he had
traveled all over the world; peered in-
to every nook and cranny of society,
and you instinctively sensed as you
met him that here was a person who
actively lived in the present, devoting
his terriffic spirit and vigor to the
task of loving things—to the last
drop of pleasure that could be squeez-
ed from a twenty-four-hour day.
When he danced you saw he was
having a wonderful time. Even the
way he relished food was a revelation.
There were no gluttonous traits about
the boy, yet vou knew that after he
sat down and ordered a meal he was
- Sure to derive one hundred per cent.
pleasure from the hors-d’oeuvres to
‘the demi-tasse. A porterhouse steak
or a sweet southern praline could
2 him into ecstasies. Somehow
| liked watching him eat. He was
St bursting with health and vitality.
You liked watching him swim. A
hardy but graceful Adonis in a bath-
ing suit. In fact, you liked watching
him live. And that was what scared
you. It seemed difficult to refrain
from being frightened for him; fright-
ened he would get hurt, and a care-
less someone bruise those fine inner
feelings. Michael Philips, who re-
garded the world as a great play-
ground, and himself as a lucky boy.
Michael Phillips, who looked upon
RB
everyone with the
eyes of a young
lovéd life so.
The Fay interlude occurred just a
few months after Michael went to
work. It actually began during his
first vacation. He had suddenly en-
tered upon a business career because
Bud Nixon, that pleasant-faced law-
yer who was both self-made and con-
sequently self-opinionated, chanced ‘o
tell him that he was missing the thrill
of earning his first dollar.
Up to that time work was some-
thing entirely foreign to Michael. It
meant a word you read about in
books, if you had nothing better to
do than read. As he rebelled against.
losing any sensation this world of-
fers its inhabitants, Michael listened
to Nixon's advice and immediately
began looking around for a suitable
occupation.
Oh, he always had possessed an
elaborate office with a perfectly
glorious golden
idealist, and who
equipped bar and his name embossed |
in large gilt letters on the imposing
| door. An office that was really pre-
| sided over by a high-salaried man-
| ager, who attended to the estate of
| Michael's late father, and only apolo-
"getically bothered the son when he
| needed the latter’s signature on im-
portant but usually, to Michael, puz-
zling documents. The office also had
a secretary, who had worked f.r Mi-
chael’s business czar of a father and
carried on by serving the good-natur-
ed manager. A secretary who could
have told skeptics a few facts con-
cerning Michael's rather renowned
heart, that is now said to be made en-
tirely of flint.
How often had she heard her young
employer angrily rave anent his debt-
ors, and then, when they came for
judgment, look bewildered, turn ap-
pealingly to the manager and grave-
ly hand them checks. How often hai
she watched Michael's boyish face,
as an elderly but wayward tenant
poured forth a sob-story. Always,
the sad and somewhat fictitious tales
caught Michael's sympathy, causing
his eyes to glisten and forcing just
a gleam of a tear to rise, deepening
the odd sun pigments that surround-
ed his pupils. The secretary could
have told you many such surprising
facts, but she was a confidential sec-
retary and did not reveal anything.
Michael intended to find a business
all of his own. An interest that would
have absolutely no connection with
the properties, mortgages and huge
real estate holdings which had be-
longed to his father and now rested
under his own name. The manager
could and did take care of those re-
sponsibilities. Michael wanted some-
thing different from real estate or
dull apartment-houses.
After careful consideration he de-
cided upon insurance. The hours
were easy. He would be a free man.
He knew lots of wealthy folks. He
could become a crackerjack salesman
and insure all his friends. There was
a great deal of money in it too. The
commissions were enormous. It sure-
ly would be a snap. And he became
a welcome agent for a national life
insurance company.
But it was not a snap. Michael
discovered that the jovial expressions
of his pals were apt to change when-
ever he mentioned his new pursuit,
and following two months of what he
regarded as intensive plugging, of
spending huge amounts from his own
pocket lavishly entertaining prospec-
tive made customers, of using the en-
tire force of his magnetic personal-
ity, he took stock and came face to
face with an astounding situation. He
had written only one insurance policy,
and that was for himself.
Such a depressing discovery only
lessened Michael’s faith in his own
ability, so he made up his mind to
take a vacation. It would do him
good, freshen his view-point; and
when he returned to New York, he
+ would once more be fit to pick up the
cudgels for this new battle of busi-
ness. Perhaps, out there in Los An-
geles, he might even find a stray
customer.
! He continued manufacturing ex-
cuses to himself. The truth of the
matter being that Michael was bored,
and such a state seemed definitely
eaginst his principles. Life was too
short an affair for static emotions. He '
g did hot cherish the idea of being a
failure. He wanted to get away. A
vacation sounded like a fairly good
alibi.
Fay appeared during his first even-
ing in California. At that time there
still remained a certain naive quality
in Michael's makeup. He actually
thought Fate had a hand in his meet-
ing with Fay. Was he not up in his
rooms, all alone and feeling sort of
blue? He always felt that way when
he arrived in a stronge city. He for-
got for a few moments that he was
twenty-three years old, had plenty of
money and looked like a motion-pic-
ture star. He only remembered he
possessed no living relative, and that
sometimes even he, Michael Phillips,
the Michael Phillips, could be very
lonesoma.
He gloomily sat on the edge of the
bed, when the telephone rang sharp-
ly, making him start, and cutting him
like the keen blade of a knifz. He
picked up the receiver. He uttered
a gruff hello. To his astonishment
a feminine voice laughed through the
dark, ugly instrument. A voice rem-
iniscent of silvery bells.
“Michael dear,” came the musical
sounds, “I've been waiting and wait-
ing. I'm positively starved. Whut-
ever is the matter 7”
He held his breath. He tried to
think. He did not know a lady ir Los |
Aageles—a indy who had such a
voice and who could be waiting and
waiting.
“Huh?” was what he said.
“Michael, Michael! You naughty
boy! Aren't you feeling well? Js
there anything I can do for you?"
|” Was there anything she could do?
Of course she could dine with him on
this lonely night, and then he groan:
'ed. How stupid not to have thought
|of it before. She must have the
wrong Michael!
“Michael, why don’t you answer
me?” The voice was a trifle queru-
lous this time.
And Michael Phillips, always on
the lookout for excitement, answer-
snd
ed, “You could have dinner with me.”
“Now I really think you're crazy!”
ejaculated the voice. “Only three
hours ago you invited me to dinner
and here I am waiting and waiting,
so you ask me again. Oh, my good-
ness!” And the voice trailed off,
adorably startled.
Michael gasped. She also must
have discovered the operator's mis-
take. He fervently hoped she would
not hang up the receiver, and grin-
ned with relief when she spoke .
“That stupid switchboard girl!” The
silvery bells were indigant now. “I
bet—I mean—I'm sure she’s given me
the wrong apartment. I'm so sorry.
I beg your pardon. Isn’t this Michael
Dalton? I mean, I'm just positive
it isn’t!” The voice was quite confus-
ed, and altogether embarrassed.
“It’s a Michael, but not Dalton.
Phillips is the surname. I hope you
do not think I am impertinent.” He
spoke in the suavest of tones.
“Oh, dear no! I mean yes! I mean
—well, I was careless not to have
found out right away. I suppose it
really is half my own fault. I just
seem never to grow up; but you see,
he promised to take me to dinner,
and I've been waiting for perfect
ages!”
“Could I not perform the duties of
the other Michael?” he asked.
“You do sound i.tecesting, but you
would think I was a terrible person.
I never did such a thing before—I
mean, meeting someone I didn’t
know; but it would serve Michael
Dalton good and right!”
“Then you will meet me! Please —
“den’t you believe in romance at all?”
He was not quite sure, but the sil-
very bells seemed to sigh.
“I keep looking for it, so I guess
I believe.”
“Well why not take a chance on
me. We only live once, you know !”
“All right!” The voice was gay
and reckless, as if it never before had
dared such an enticing adventure
“I'll meet you in half an hour. I'll
be in my car, directly in front of the
St. James. It’s a canary-colored car.
There’s not another one like it here.
You can’t miss!”
“Wait a moment!” he cried.
didn’t tell me your name!”
For just a second the voice giggled
delightfully. Then it vouchsafed an
answer.
“Fay Waring Bennett.” And the
receiver clicked, cutting off the sil-
very bells.
Michael leaped into the air. What
luck! Of course he should have had
sense to know that anyone with a
voice like that would be an interna-
tional beauty. Fay Waring Bennett!
He had heard her name a million
times. The most publicly married
(woman in America. Her divorces
were tabloid history. Was it three or
four millionaire husbands? He laugh-
ed happily. He often had seen her
pictures in the papers. She was
gorgeous-looking. Had a famous col-
lection of jewels too. People would
be bound to point her out when she
danced with him.
“Look who's with Michael Phillips!
Fay Waring Bennett!”
He was young enough to love
sort of notoriety. He wagered “th
would make a striking-looking cou-
ple. Her dainty blondness silhouetted
against his tall, dark figure. He
dressed hurriedly. Fate was certainly
wonderful to play such a kind trick
con him. Just think, if the operator
‘had not given the wrong apartment—
‘but Fate was lovely. Why, she even
saw to it that both their names were
Michael! Such a fortunate coinci-
dence! And he laughed aloud, for he
‘believed he was born under a lucky
star.
Michael would not have credited
Fate with quite so much understand-
ing if at that moment he could have
caught a glimpse of Fay Waring Ben-
| nett,
She sat, a lovely figure, at her
dressing-table, putting the finishing
touches to the evening's toilet. While
1 her maid went to fetch the soft white
ermine wrap, she took one last look
at a newspaper that lay before her.
Her eyes centered upon a certain par-
agraph resting under the social notes.
A short sentence listing Michael Phil-
lips among the new arrivals at the
St. James Hotel.
Of course she knew all about him.
That was an important part of her
life, knowing facts concerning peo-
ple—rich people. She could never
have risen from the lowly position of
an unknown barber's daughter to the
exalted status belonging to the ex-
wife of three millionaires, if she had
not used her wits. Fay Waring Ben-
nett prided herself on her brains as
‘well as her beauty. y
| She now gazed into the mirror.
Certainly, she never looked the thir-
ty-five years that wise folks credited
to her. Catty women claimed small
blond ladies always kept their youth.
She openly laughed at their jealous
opinions and considered most women
to be dubs, stupid. At present they
said she was searching for a fourth
‘husband. Well, supposing they were
right! Some cannot even land one,
let alone three!
i She glanced once more at the note
concerning Michael, and smiled as
she remembered his astonished young
voice when he first had heard her
own. There was something irresist-
ible about a boy in his twenties. His
very gullibility amused her. She
hoped to heaven he would not take
it into his head to inquire whether a
man by the name of Michael Dalton
actually was registered at the St.
James. Good old standby, thinking
of the similarity of names plus the
wrong-number gag.
“Gosh, that was easy,” she com-
mented, and applied a pale pink buf-
fer to her already overpolished nails.
A few minutes later she stepped
into her car.
“The St. James,” she ordered, and
like a contented purring kitten set-
tled back among the comfortable
cushions.
She recognized - him immediately.
He stood there waiting for her, a
handsome, dark-haired boy whose
burning eyes reflected the golden
shade of a sunset.
ward and helped her alight.
“You
t
Bennett, as she glanced up at his
six feet of muscular splendor.
He never had seen such an ador-
able creature. So pink and whitg and
gold. Later he was to remember that
no matter what the season, Fay al-
ways wore white. Now she confident-
ly placed one soft little hand within
the black crook of his arm, and a
delirious perfume was wafted to his
nostrils. His brain reeled. He was
to discover that she merely used
three quarts of a certain exotic scent
each week. Perfume baths can be ex-
pensive.
But he knew none of these things.
He was only aware that she was close
by his side while he escorted her in
to dinner. She seemed to have the
bluest eyes in all California and a
curly golden bob so soft that he had
an irrepressible desire gently to
stroke her head. Her nose was ev-
erything one could expect from a per-
fect retrousse model; and her mout™
—he just could not look at her mouth.
It was altogether too kissable.
He proudly led her to their table,
ever conscious that people were star-
ing at her jewelry, her gown and her
cute little mannerisms.
That night marked the beginning.
A whirl of teas, of dinners, of dances.
He knew that Fay was nearly twice
his age, but he considered that fact
a pretty one. A woman is only as
old as she appears. For the first time
in his life Michael was in love. Noth-
ing else mattered.
It was at Santa Monica that he
proposed to her. They were lying on
the sands, trying to count the glitter-
ing stars as they listened to the soft
lapping of the waves against the
beach.
She did not say yes right away.
Fay was too clever for such a faux
pas.
“Michael—Liebchen. Michael, big
bear. I don’t know. Marriage is a
serious venture. Let me think it ov-
er.”
“But I love you, Fay, and you love
me. I want the whole world to envy
our glorious romance!”
“Well, I'll see.” And they walked
back to her waiting car.
During the drive home, he contin-
ued to pester her.
“Please decide tonight.”
At last she echoed, “I'll decide to-
night.”
She left him at his hotel.
“If it’s ‘yes,’ I'll telephone you,” she
whispered.
“Then I'm going directly upstairs
and wait there.” He kissed her good
night.
He waited for an hour.
denly the telephone rang.
To Michael, the weeks flew by, as
if on wings. Twelve more days and
Fay actually would become his wife.
Fay, glorious Fay. She did happen
to be rather costly. There was the
memorable evening she wanted to see
a famous foreign actress, and when
Michael called for her, she only had
seven friends whom she insisted upon
taking along. Michael paid for the
box. Ninety-eight dollars and eighty-
five cents. But Fay was his financee,
and worth millions of theater tickets.
He bought her a house in Beverly
Hills. They planned to live there
after the honeymoon. Fay was al-
ready installed. Twelve more days.
Twelve more days. Two hundred and
eighty-eight hours. He even com-
menced counting the minutes. He
was in a veritable seventh heaven.
Then Fay became afflicted by a
well-known disease. A malady en-
titled cold feet. Michael did not know
her reluctance was due to tidings that
had swept over Hollywood, causing
the celebrated colony’s feminine plan-
ets to flutter and primp and other-
wise groom themselves. A prince
was coming on a short visit. A real
live Italian prince; who, it was rum-
ored, desired one of two things: either
Then sud-
, & position in the movies or a wife
with money.
Fay was thrilled at the news. Af-
ter all, a title is a title. Princess. She
beamed. No one could snub her if
she once became an honest-to-good-
ness princess. Why, the station was
next in rank to a queen’s and the
elite of Los Angeles would be bound
to kowtow before such a truly glori-
' fied individual. It did not matter that
He jumped for- |
the prince possessed nothing except
his title, and the fact that she had
never met him was also of only mi-
nute importance to Fay. Her previous
husbands had left her plenty of mon-
ey, and she was born with ingenuity.
On his second evening in Holly-
wood, the prince went to the Cocoa-
nut Grove. It was like Fay to insist
upon Michael taking her there. That
night she was brilliant Fay, bedecked
in all her showy array of diamonds.
An animated blonde whose blue eyes,
augmented by excitement, radiated
a lustrous scintillation. Someone
pointed out the prince, and she flirted
outrageously but most successfully.
It was then Fay decided, definitely
to postpone the Phillips wedding.
Michael sat aghast.
“What do you mean? Postpone
it?
“Darling, I'm doing this for you.. I
love you so much, and I don’t wish
you to be unhappy. I want to wait a
few weeks more. You're so young,
big bear, you might not really know
your own mind. I don’t want you to
be sorry. Your happiness must come
before my own !"
“Fay, this is utterly ridiculous ! Of
course I know my own mind. I—"
So the argument began but she re-
fused to listen. Although he rebelled
at the delay, Michael loved her all
the more. Dear little Fay, never con-
sidering herself, always thinking of
the other person’s welfare; so sweet;
so self-sacrificing. To be sure he
did not like this prince com-
ing along on their heretofore cozy
dinners, and butting in upon dances.
He did not mind paying for the poor
chap, in fact, he felt sorry for the fel-
ow, but the latter was beginning to
monopolize Fay.
When the wax-mustached prince
moved into Fay’s house—the house
paid for by the Phillips’ bank roll— |
Michael began to see the light.
“You can’t have that man living in
the house !” he angrily remonstrated.
“Don’t be foolish, Liebchen. It
“Hello, big bear,’ said Fay Waring gives me prestige to entertain a 74-15-4t.
prince as my guest,” was the answer.
Michael tried to reason with her,
but his efforts were in vain. Under-
neath Fay’'s warm purring little man-
ner lay a will of iron.
“It can't go on like this! he shout-
(Continued next week.)
OBSERVATION TOWERS
MANNED FOR SEASON.
All forest fire observation stations
in the Sproul Forest District were
manned for the spring season on
April 1st. James Swartz has been re-
appointed towerman for Tamrack
tower, D. R. Thomas for the Snow
Shoe tower, J. F. Wells for the Coffin
Rock tower and George Scrimshaw
for the Wetham tower.
These 60-foot steel towers ‘which
are open to visitors when an observer
is on duty, serve a number of uses.
They are of use to aviators in determ-
ining position, and a few towers on
the air mail routes are equipped with
lights for night flying. The United
States Geological Survey uses them
for triangulation stations in map
making, tourists for sight seeing,
hunters for stalking game, and reve-
nue officers for locating moonshine
stills. The latest use reported was an
Easter sunrise prayer service.
PREPARING FOR CANNING.
SEASON AT ROCKVIEW,
With an estimated production for
this year of 75,000 gallons of canned
vegetables, to be used by State-owned
and State-aided institutions, the gar-
den and cannery season at Rockview
Penitentiary is scheduled to get un-
der way in the next few weeks.
More than seventy-five men are an-
nually employed in the garden and
cannery of the institution. The gar-
den comprises between 200 and 225
acres, which is devoted to the raising
of vegetables for canning purposes.
The cannery begins operations about
June 1 and continues until late No-
vember. The products are sold to oth-
er State institutions for consumption
by the inmates.
PENN STATE GRADUATES
WANTED IN INDUSTRIES.
Increased numbers of representa-
tives of large industries and public
utilities from all parts of the country
have visited the Pennsylvania State
College this year for the purpose of
offering positions to June graduates
in engineering courses, according to
R. L. Sackett, dean of the school of
engineering at Penn State.
Dean Sackett declared that the de-
mand is so great that he could place
over twice as many students as will
be graduated in engineering courses
in June. Scholarship and personality
are the outstanding qualifications
of the students which they are select-
ing for the best positions, said Dean
Sackett. He also stated that there is
a greater demand for electrical engi-
neers than any other kind.
NEW ADVERTISEMENTS.
OURT PROCLAMATION.—WHERE-
AS the Honorable M. Ward Flem-
ing, President Judge of the Court
of Common Pleas of the 49th Judicial Dis-
trict, consisting of the County of Centre,
having issued his precept, bearing date
of ninth day of April, 1929, to me direct-
ed for holding a Court of Common Pleas,
Orphans’ Court, Court of Quarter Sessions
of the Peace. Oyer and Terminer and
General Jail delivery, in Bellefonte for |
the County of Centre.
And the Grand Jury to convene on the
thirteenth day of May 1329, at 10 o'clock
A. M., and the Traverse Jury called for
the regular meeting of Quarter Sessions
Court will convene on the Third Monday
of May, 1929, at 10 o'clock A. M., being
May 20th. And the Traverse Jury for the
Second Week of Court will Sppeap the
Fourth Monday of May, 1929, at 10 o’clock
A. M., being May 27th.
NOTICE is hereby given to the Coroner,
| Justice of the Peace, Alderman and also
such Constables, (that may have business
in their) respective districts, requiring to
report to the Honorable Court) that they
be then and there in their proper persons
at the time specified above, with their
records, inquisitions, examinations, and
their own remembrances, to do those
things to their offices appertaining to be
done and those who are bound in recog-
nizance to prosecute against the prisoners
that are and shall be in Jail of Centre
County, be then and there to prosecute
against them as shall be just.
Given under my hand, at Bellefonte, the
9th day of April in the year of our Lord,
1929 and the 153rd year of the Independ-
ence of the United States of America.
H. E. DUNLAP, Sheriff
Sheriff's Office, Bellefonte, Pa. 74-15-4t
OTICE.—IN RE Application of the
Pennsylvania Theta Chapter of the
Phi Delta Theta Fraternity, for sat-
isfaction of two mortgages.
In the Court of Common Pleas of Cen-
tre County, Pa., No. 27 May Term, 1929.
To H. J, PATTERSON, and all other leg-
al representatives of W. C. PATTER-
SON, a deceased Trustee, and to ALL
HOLDERS OF BONDS secured by the
two mortgages hereinafter mentioned:
In accordance with a preliminary decree
of the Court of Common Pleas of Centre
County, Pennsylvania, dated and filed of
record in the above stated proceeding
March 4, 1929, I, H. E. Dunlap, Sheriff of
the said County of Centre, hereby notify
you and each of you that the Pennsylvania
Theta Chapter of the Phi Delta Theta
Fraternity, has presented and filed in the
said Court of Common Pleas of Centre
County in the above entitled proceeding,
its petition setting forth, among other
things, that all the bonds secured by two
mortgages of the said Fraternity to W.
C. Patterson, Trustee, dated July 2, 1906,
and recorded in the Recorder's Office for
Centre County, Pennsylvania, the first
thereof recorded in Mortgage Book 30,
page 45 &c., to secure ten first Jorigage
bonds in the denomination of $500.00,
amounting in the aggregate to $5000.00, to-
gether with interest thereon at the rate
of five and one-half per cent. per annum,
payable semi-annually, and the second
thereof recorded in Mortgage Book 30,
page 61 &c., to secure fifty second mort-
gage bonds in the denomination of $100.00,
amounting in the aggregate to $5000.00,
together with interest thereon at the
rate of six per cent. per annum, yable
semi-annually, have been fully d, sur-
rendered and destroyed, but that, for
reasons set forth in said petition, satis-
faction has not been entered upon the rec-
ord of said mortgages, and that the said
petitioner prays for satisfaction of record
. thereof.
You and each of you are hereby further
notified that by said preliminary decree
of Court you are required to appear at
the next term of the said Court of Com-
mon Pleas of Centre County, to wit, at
May Term, 1929, beginning on Moday,
| May 20, 1929, and answer the said peti-
| tion and show cause, if any, why the said
Court should not direct satisfaction of
said two mortgages upon the record
: Thereof
j etep H. E. DUNLAP, Sheriff.
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POLITICAL ANNOUNCEMENTS
FOR TAX COLLECTOR
We are authorized to announce Orian
A. Kline as a candidate for Tax Collec-
tor of the Borough of Bellefonte, subject
to the rules governing the Republican
Diary election to be held Tuesday,
NEW ADVERTISEMENTS.
1
OTS FOR SALE in Bellefonte, inquire
lL of B. H. Shaffer, 117 east h St.,
Bellefonte. 73-13-tf..
L INN'S HISTORY of Centre and Clin-
ton counties for sale to the highest
bidder. It is f
in splendid can )
Nothing under $15 a Siti
considered. Make of-
73-14-8t.
fer to this office.
HERIFF'S SALE.—By virtue of a
S writ of Fieri Facias issued out of
the Court of Common Pleas of Cen-
He gn 2) to ne Sjrecid, will be expos-
ed to public e al e Court House in
the Borough of Bellefonte on
SATURDAY, APRIL 27th, 1929
The Following Property:
All that certain piece of cel of
situate in the Ca of RVaiker. blame
ty of Centre and State of Pennsylvania,
$4 being particularly described as fol-
Ss:
NO. 1. Being all that certain messuage,
tenement and tract of land situated im
Walker Township aforesaid, beginning at
a stone; thence South sixty-six (66) de-
grees West, twenty-three and four tenths
(23.4) perches to stone; thence south
: twenty-four and one-fourth (24 14) degrees:
‘east, twenty-nine and two-tenths (29.2).
perches to stone; thence south seventy-one
(71) degrees west, thirty-four and eight-
| tenths (34.8) perches to a post; thence
South twenty-five and one-fourth (25 14)
degrees East, four and five-tenths (4.5)
perches to a post; thence South seventy-
one (71) degrees West, two and nine-
tenths (2.9) perches to a stone; thence:
North twenty-four and one-fourth (24 3%)
degrees west, thirty and nine-tenths
(30.9) perches to a stone; thence south
| Sixty-one and one-fourth (61 1%) degrees
| West twenty-nine and six-tenths (29.6)
perches to a stone; thence North thirty-
jone (31) degrees west, twelve and eight-
tenths (12.8) perches to a stone; thence
South sixty-one and one-fourth (6114) de-
grees West, twelve and nine-tenths (12,9)
perches to a stone; thence North thirty-
one (31) degrees west, one hundred and
nine (109) perches to a stump along land:
of Beck; thence North forty-eight and
! one-fourth (48 14) degrees East one hun-
{dred three and seven-tenths (103.7) per-
ches to a post, along Tilghman land, late:
Thomas Huston; thence South thirty-one
and one-fourth (31 1) degrees East one:
hundred fifty and five-tenths (150.5)
perches to the place of beginning, con-
taining eighty-six (86) acres and ninety--
six (96) perches and allowance. It be-
ing the same tract of land which John:
Neil and Susan, his wife, by their deed
dated the 6th day of June, A. D. 1849, and!
recorded in Deed Book No. 2, page 493,
December 1, 1849, in the office for the
recording of deeds in and for the Coun-
ty of Centre, granted and conveyed to:
Thomas Huston, his heirs and assigns, in.
fee simple.
NO. 2. Consisting of two tracts of land
situated in Walker Township, aforesaid,
adjoining No. 1 on the South and West:
above described belonging to said Thom
as Huston. (1) Beginning at a stone;
thence along land of Thomas Huston:
North sixty-one and one-half (611%) de-
grees East, forty-two and six-tenths (42.6)
perches to a stone: thence along land of:
same South twenty-three and one-half
(231%) degree s East, one hundred:
and forty-seven and four-tenths (147.4).
perches to a stone; thence along.
land of J. Philips, now Jacob Goble, six-
ty-one (61) degrees West, forty-two and
| six-tenths (42.6) perches to a stone; thence
(along land of H. Rich, deceased, North
‘twenty-three and one-half (23%) degrees
West, one hundred and forty-seven and
nine-tenths (147.9) perches to the place of
beginnite. Containing thirty-eight (38
acres and one hundred and forty-one (141)
perches, neat measure. -(2) Beginning at
a post in the main road leading to Belle-
fonte and Lock Haven, thence along said
road fifty-nine (59) degrees West, thir-
teen (13) perches to a post; thence by
land of North thirty-two:
| (82) degrees West, thirteen (13) perches
to a post; thence by land of Thomas
Huston North fifty-nine (59) degrees:
East, thirteen (13) perches to a post;
thence by same land south thirty-two (32)
: degrees east, thirteen (13) perches to the:
place of begining. Containing one (1) acre:
and eight (8) perches, neat measure. Be-
ing the same two tracts or pieces of land:
conveyed by deed of Charles Beck, Trus-
tee, dated April 1, A. D. 1862, to Thomas:
Huston, his heirs and assigns, and duly:
recorded in the office for recording of!
deeds in and for said County, March 5,
A. D. 1866, in Deed Book ‘‘A.” e 340,
as will by reference thereto more fully and:
at large appear.
NO. 3 All that certain lot or iece of:
land situate in Walker Towhsnip afore-
said, beginning at a stone; thence North.
fifty-nine (59) degrees East, one hundred
and twelve and forty-four one-hundred:
(112.44) .perches to a stone; thence by
land intended to be conveyed to John Orr
South thirt/-two (32) degrees East eigh--
ty (80) perches to a pine knot post;
thence by land occupied by Thomas nk
ton South forty-eight and three-fourths:
(48%) degrees West, one hundred and’
five and six-tenths (105.6) perches to a.
pine stump; thence South thirty-three (33)
degrees East, two and six-tenths (2.6) per-~
ches to a stone; thence South fifty-nine
(69) degrees West, twelve perches to a.
stone; thence by said Tilghman’s land!
North thirty and one-half (301%) de, S
west, one hundred and one and t 3
fourths (101%) perches to the place of be--
ginning. Containing sixty-four and four-
tenths (64.4) acres, more or less. Excepting:
and reserving therefrom and thereout:!
unto Marian Tilghman, her heirs and as-
signs forever, the one full equal undivided’
one-half part of all iron ore and mines of*
ironore on said premises. This being the
same tract of land which Anna M: Tilgh-
man, Executrix of last will and testament
of Benjamin Tilghman, late of the city of’
Philadelphia, deceased, by her indenture
bearing date the 15th day of July A. D.
1850, granted and conveyed to Thomas:
Huston, his heirs and assigns forever,
and recorded in the office for recording:
deeds in and for Centre County on Janu-
ary 28th, 1851, in Deed Book ‘R’’ Page 213.
Being the same premises conveyed by
James Coburn, Executor of Thomas Hus-.
ton, deceased, to Joseph H. Long by deed"
dated the 20th day of January A, D. 1899,
and recorded in Centre County in Deed;
Book No. 75, page 686.
ALSO NO 4 All that certain parcel of land!
situated in Walker Township, County and.
State aforesaid, beginning at g t on:
line of land leased unto the Cen! Rail-
road of Pennsylvania; thence along land:
of said J. H. Long North twenty-five (25)
deg. West, four and one half (4%) Nrorey
to a post; thence North sixty-nine (69)
degrees East, thirty-four and one-half”
(84%) perches to a : thence South:
one and three-fourths (1%) perches to a.
post in the creek on line of said Railroad’
thence about Southeast along line of land’
of said Railroad thirty-four and one-half’
(34%) perches to the place of beginning-
containing ninety-six (96) perches more-
or less.
Being the same premises conveyed by:
B. F. Shaffer and Sophia C., his wife, >
Joseph H. Long by deed dated the 20th:
day of September, A. D. 1903, and record-.
ed in 2a County in Deed Book No. 94
page 6.
he above described four parcels of land’
with the improvements thereon are the
same that were conveyed to J. Harold
Long by deed dated July 16, 1917, between:
J. Franklin Long, et al, which deed is re-
corded in the office of the Recorder of
Deeds of Centre County in Deed Book
120, page 677.
The improvements thereon consist of
frame dwelling house and outbuildings.
Seized, taken in execution and to be
sold as the property of J. Harold Long
and Marion Long.
Sale to commence at 1:30 o'clock P. M.
of said day.
H. E. DUNLAP, Sherift:
Sheriff's Office, Bellefonte, Pa.,.
March 27, 1929 74-14-3¢