Democratic watchman. (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1855-1940, July 19, 1929, Image 7

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    —4OLKS warned Jennie Maxwell of
the Warren Way before she
married Joe Warren. But she
laughed at them. Joe was big,
ean-bodied, clean-hearted, good-lock-
g and he loved her. She loved him.
he Warren Way didn’t bother ber
1e bit.
For two qr three years Jennie did
st as Joe's mother had done; she
it along with things as they were
, the Warren homestead. House-
»eping tools were clumsy and old-
shioned. Jenny washed by hand, us-
g a pair of leaky wooden tubs and
tin washboiler. It was hard work,
wrticularly as she used her nice
eces of linen every day. Somehow,
ie just couldn't get the grime out of
ie towels.
When Joe had the place joined up
ith the electric light system in the
sar-by town Jennie saw help ahead.
{ the same time the barn was wired
zhts were installed in the house. But
aprovements stopped right there. Joe
1t he had spent enough money.
One Saturday afternoon Jennie
ove to town to do some marketing
1d happened upon a demonstration
electric washing machines. Aft-
- looking through the window at the
owd of interested women inside the
ardware store, she entered. Her fa-
Jer had been a machinist and she had
therited a knack for machinery.
here was a joke in her family ‘to
\e effect that if you gave Jennie a
airpin and a button hook she could
lend almost anything. This brisk,
ipable labor-saver fascinated her. The
simiest towel came out Snowy white.
Jennie’s big dark eyes grew lumi-
pus with longing. Two or three wom-
a gave orders for a machine. One of
jese women was the wife of a man
ho worked, odd times, for Joe. Of
yurse she had a big family.
‘How about you, Mrs. Warren?”
je salesman asked, smiling at her,
encil poised above order blank.
Jennie flushed and shook her head.
he wanted to talk it over with her
usband, she murmured. Behind her
ney Frost laughed.
“That's all it will amount to—talk-
\g it over,” Lucy said to the woman
oside her. “My husband works for
oe Warren. He's tighter than the
ark to a tree. And set in his way—
1e Warren Way.”
Jennie could not get away quick
nough. She raced the car home.
ucy Frost was a liar. Joe would, he
Just after that, let her have the wasb-
1g machine,
But Joe wouldn’t. : When he learned
1e price he was astounded.
“But, Joe/i—pleaded- Jennie; “you
on’t know what you're talking about.
ust see how the thing works before
ou decide against it.”
Nothing she said had any effect up-
n Joe. His lips shut in a straight
ne, his sandy brows drew down over
is gray eyes. With a gesture he dis-
lissed the washing machine forever.
Two days later a truck drove up to
ne barn. Two men got out and be-
an to unload a huge box. Joe came
anning from the field. Jennie was
uzzled. What was it going to be
ow? She went out to see.
It was a milking machipe of the
10st improved type. Joe hadn't told
er he was going to get it. They had
nly four cows, registered Holsteins,
hich Joe never allowed anybody else
> touch. This expensive contraption
ras for them, to save Joe that hour's
ilking night and morning. Jennie
arned around and went back into the
ouse. She was washing, for Joe's
hings got dreadfully dirty. She
crubbed on the old washboard with
11 her might. Suddenly a cry burst
rom her lips. She had torn her hand
n the zine. It required bandaging.
he couldn’t finish her washing that
Next morning Joe had something
Ise to do, so Jennie drew the milk
o the condensery. She drove the
ight truck as well as Joe could and
here was always somebody there to
nload the cans for her, Her hand
sas still bandaged and very sore. And
ier disposition was sore, too. She felt
he had as much right to a washing
aachine as Joe had to a milking ma-
She was delayed at the condensery
nd she went in to watch the ma-
hinery. She peeped into the great
‘at where the fresh milk bubbled to
he proper point of condensation in
hree hours. Wonderful! She moved
n to take a look at the way the cans
vere being filled and capped automati-
ally. But most amazing of all was
he tireless carrier which hurried
Jong with the empty shells while two
rirls were feeding it with deft, swift
potions. She knew the girls well.
They were neighbors, young, alert,
;00d looking.
“Say, Elsie,” she said, “how much
lo you get a day for doing that?”
“Five dollars.”
“Pive—" Jennie was startled.
ooks easy,” she added.
“Qh, it is! And I'd like to stay on
rere but—" she blushed.
“She's trying to tell you she’s go-
ng to be married the first of the
nonth and her place here will be va-
ant,” said Mary Fancher.
“They are looking for somebody to
‘ake my place,” Elsie said. During
‘his conversation the girls didn’t once
ause in handling the empty shells,
Jennie turned around and went
straight toward the office. As she
went she made swift computution—$5
\ day for thirty days would buy her
that washing machine. Meanwhi'e,
she could hire Melissa Sprague to help
her with the housework,
When she went home she had Me-
lissa with her.
“What's the idea?’ Joe demanded.
“Melissa is going to do the work here
for a few weeks, Joe,” replied Jennie,
“On account of your hand?”
“No,” _Jennie tried to laugh but she
was trembling all over. “On account
of my taking Elsie Dumond’s place at
the condensery.”
“What are you talking about?” Joe's
face was crimson.
“J mean it, Joe. I've hired out for
one month. I begin my work tomor-
row,” Jennie’s tone sounded much
steadier than she felt.
Joe jumped up, overturning his
chair, and dashed out of the house.
He was angry clear through, but he
knew—all that Jennie hadn’t told him.
Jennie went to work next morning.
She drove over to the condensery,
She drove home at night. Joe said
not one word. Nor did she, They sim-
ply dropped the matter. But she knew
when she looked at him that he wasn’t
going to give in about the washing
machine. The Warren Way had hold
of him. It was the first time that
Jennie had ever seen the hateful Way
in action, and she hated it. Her mode
of procedure had become now a chal-
lenge. She was striving less for the
coveted labor-saver than for victory
over an inherited trait which threat
ened to mar their happiness.
After the first week Jennie’s work
became monotonous, Just an endless
handling of shells, Once she awak-
ened in the night to find herself sit-
ting up in bed going through the mo-
tions on the ¢ounterpane. Night found
her tired, her head aching from the
pounding of the machinery all about
her. Her washing machine was cost-
ing much, much more than money.
Could she hold out, could she?
She held out to the last day ana
che last hour until her month’s check
was in her hand. Wearily she climbed
into the car and started homeward.
She had given up her job. She was
glad to be through with that. But
a harder job lay before her. If she
got that washing machine it would
add to the trouble, And the distance
between her and Joe was wide and
getting wider. Perhaps Joe's mother
bad done the better thing; she had
bowed to the Warren Way. Of course
she hadn't lived ong. But what mat-
ter? Jennie was worn out. Her
thoughts were thouggts of defeat as
she drove homeward, the big check in
her pocket.
Joe was nowhere in sight. She got
out of the car and went slowly into
the house. She heard Melissa slam-
ming pans in the kitchen. There was
a good smell of pot roast.
She went to the door, looked into
che room, at the grinning and excited
Melissa, and at something else—the
washing machine of her dreams stand-
ing. in the.corner. that seemed JUSLI0 | goes to the art-galeries amd—fees=tof
have been made for it.
“Melissa!” gasped Jennie. “Where
Jdid that come from?”
“From Allen’s hardware. Just got
nere. Joe told 'em to be sure and
have it here before you got home.”
“Joe?” Jennie felt tears coming. She
ould hardly see Joe strolling in cas-
“Hello, Jen!” Joe said. He looked
at her an instant, then went up to
her, took her in his arms and kissed
her. Melissa slipped from the room.
Jennie put her arms around his neck, |
her head on his shoulder. “You're a
brick, I'll say,” whispered Joe. “But,
Jen, say, if you won't go back to the
condensery ever again I'll get you any-
thing you ask for. I—I can't come
into the house and find you gone
Jennie. Why, it—it just about kills
Heart-Searching Voice
of Violin Best Music
There is music on board, and to its
merry tunes the great ship dances
along on the silvery crest of the
waves. The “white horses” leap and
laugh, with the children sporting on
deck. Gayly the music and the wind
whips everything into movement and
animation, and on goes the ship—a
happy creature of freedom, carrying
joyously its human freight.
Or, perhaps, it is a tree-fringed road,
white in the moonlight. A musician, in
the midst of a strolling group of hill
walkers, wildly plays to the night.
Fantastically the shadows of his com-
panions dance with the flickering shad-
ows of the leaves. They merge, then
part, as in a grotesque procession.
Now. they pass, and the music, and
the songs of the men, and the laugh-
ter of the trees, mingle into one.
But the best music of all is the
neart-searching voice of a violin
played by an open-air fire. To be car-
ried here and there on the exquisite
waves of sound, to watch the flames
leaping, to inhale the. smell of the
burning wood, to lose oneself in the
blackness of the encircling earth or
in the vastnesses of the starry sky
overhead—is to hear music.
Wanted—An Epidemic!
The doctor's little daughter took a
lot of interest in her father’s profes-
One day a lady friend called to see
ner mother, and in the course of con-
versation turned to the little girl and
asked how she was and how her fa-
ther was getting on.
“Qh, we aren’t doing so badly,” re-
plied the young womgn, with a new
interest in the entertainment—‘not
so badly, all things considered.
There's plenty of colds, some bron-
chitis, and a little fever here and
there; but as daddie said yesterday
morning, what we really want is a
nice little epidemic.”—Exchange,
One Will Visit Canada, Other |
Goes to Egypt.
London.—The world’s latest and
most expensive experiment in aircraft
construction will be given fits first
test soon when gas is blown into the
bags of the R-100 and the R-101, Great
Britain's new $4,000,000 airships.
Sir Samuel Heare, British air min-
ister, recently announced in the house
of commons that the two new airships
would make flights to Canada and
India in the fall if the trial flights
were successful. Air experts of the
world perked up their ears at this an-
nouncement for Great Britain's failure
in these two ventures may mean death
for future airship construction.
The R-100, the air ministry has de-
cided, will go to Canada, while the
R-101 will make the first long flight
to India and Egypt, where arrange-
ments already have been made for
handling the ship. It is understood
here that the R-100 might include the
United States in its itinerary if Wasb-
ington extends an invitation.
But so far Sir Samuel has refused
to divulge when the shed tests and
first trial flights will be held. Pre-
vious delays, and subsequent question-
ings in parliament, have made him
cautious. It was learned, however,
that the bags will be filled some time
in June, after which the first local
flights will be made.
The construction of these two 5,000,-
000 cubic feet gas-filled airships is
rapidly nearing completion after in-
numerable delays occasioned by
changes in plans and the addition of
many new devices which never before
have been employed on giant airships.
The R-101, in particular, represents
several radical departures in the con-
struction of the steel frame and in
the arrangement of the interior.
As the R-100 is fitted with ordinary
petrol engines, it was selected for the
flight to America, whereas the R-101,
equipped with Diesel engines, is more
suited to the warm atmosphere which
will be encountered on the flight to
India and Egypt.
Pope Limits Use of
New Vatican Money
Rome.—Officials of Vatican City will
continue to receive their salaries in
Italian money after the papal govern-
ment’s new money. is issued, it was un:
The papacy’s own silver and gola
coins will be few and their use lim-
Gold coins of 20 lire value and silve:
| soins of 5 lire value (about $1.05 and
26 cents, respectively) are planned.
The coins will be used to purchase
Vatican City stamps, to pay entrance
the holy congregations, especially to
the congregation of sacraments in
cases of annulled marriages.
Robber Splits Loot So
Creditors Can Get Pay
San Francisco, Calif.—Kind hearted-
ness of a robber mixed with the ora-
tory of Herman Krieger reflected sat-
{sfactoriiy upon the latter's creditors.
Krieger told police a man came in-
to his house, drew a pistol, and forced
him to give up $85. He said he plead-
ed with the man not to take all the
money because he had to meet some
“All right, guy,” the robber an-
swered; “we'll split it.”
The robber counted out $42.50 ana
gave it back to Krieger.
The next day the creditors got their
Gives Away Old Shoe
With Diamonds in Toe
San Francisco, Calif.—The fun
started when Mrs. A. J. Jadig discov-
ered her husband had hidden her dia-
mond ring and his diamond stickpin
in an old shoe—the old shoe she gave
to the Salvation Army two days be-
The brogan search that followea
Mrs. Jadig's discovery surpassed in
| excitement the annual city Easter
egg hunts by far and was successful.
Salvation Army workers found the
shoe among thousands of others and,
what was better, found the $3,500
worth of jewelry.
Begs for Life Term
Minneapolis.—Raymond Askley told
Judge E. A. Montgomery he had
proved a failure at everything, includ-
ing being a burglar, and asked for a
life sentence so he would have some-
thing to eat every day. The judge
$15,000 Frogs Are
Loot in Robbery
Toledo, Ohio.—Toledo’s latest
% pobbery, involving two frogs val
ued at $15,000, is shrouded in
Dr. Robert Wald, owner of the
high-priced amphibians, told po-
lice they were stolen from their
tank in the rear of his home.
Raised on artificial food and
imported from Louisiana, the
hoppers were the subjects of an
important experiment, intended
to prove whether amphibians
could be raised in artificial sur-
roundings in sufficient number
to warrant commercial invest-
Phrases Long Stock of
|= Writers and Orators
An alternative sauce for over-state-
| ment is hearty and spirited under
statement. “Not ‘arf,” says the cock-
ney, when wishing to say that a thing
fs an ample whole. “The time has
been,” says Macbeth, “that, when the
brains were out, the man would die
end there an end.”
The British schoolboy has no terms
of praise more emphatic than “pretty
decent.” unless it be “good enough.”
gense of the extreme barrenness of
the Sahara a British statesman de-
geribes it as “very light soil” To a
woman brawling abuse from the door
of an inn Charles Lamb imputes cer-
| tain “murmurs not very indistinctly or
ambiguously pronounced.”
‘America does herself equal justice.
She it was that first called the At-
lantic “the herring pond,” and “the
drink,” and Noah's flood “the big
rain,” and said that a rattlesnake's
bite would “do you no good at all.”
The Greeks had a recognized name
for this ruse of saying much less than
you mean in the hope that your hear-
er's mind will make good even more
than the large percentage of discount
which you have deducted from the
truth—cunning fellow, casting your
bread on the waters, under the form
of a kind of rebate, in sure and cer-
tain faith that it will return to you
puttered.—C. E. Montague in the Cen-
tury Magazine.
Production of Maple
Sugar Natural Wonder
Sugar is a purely vegetable produc-
tion, as in common use, though large-
ly mineral, carbon-hydrate, in its com-
position. The sun has much to do
with its formation; though, as the
| beet crop proves, not as much as was
formerly thought to be the case. We
know carbon best in the form of coal.
Some prefer it in its purest form as
diamonds. It is in one form or an-
other one of the commonest things in
pature. How it gets up into a maple
tree, it would be hard to say. “Out of
nothing, nothing comes,” and no man
would care to claim that the tree
makes it, in the face of that dictum.
If the roots search for and having
found it in the soil, pass it up through
the sap, they are very clever, or parts
of a wonderfully clever machine. It
is found in the combustion of vegeta-
ble, and of some mineral matter, and
there may be intimate connection be-
tween sunshine in the tree tops and
the searchings of the rootlets which
gets it into the mounting sap. We
shall find it all out some day.—Mont-
| real Family Herald.
Cold Baths
A friend, in the hospital last winter,
found his recovery hastened by fresh
aiffgyhich was admitted to his room
despite zero temperature. If the win-
dow remained closed long he felt
“wilted,” The fresh air was a tonic.
! Fortunately, he had been prepared to
stand cold temperatures by daily cold
plunges. The frequent bath is some-
thing which the Western world learned
from the Far East. India taught the
British conquerors the value of the
taking daily baths for a thousand
years before Perry visited Japan.—
| Grove Patterson, In the Mobile Reg:
, ister.
Fish Armed With Knives
A “physician” fish, accoutered with
| razor-edged lances which are used to
i wound, however, instead of heal, has
| been listed with the Smithsonian in-
stitution’s vast Philippine collection.
It is known as the surgeon fish. On
each side of its tall are sharp pieces
of cartilage, so keen that they are
veritable knives. In an instant they
can be made to stand out from the
body for a ripping blow. A slight slap
from the tail is sufficient to cut a
man’s hand to the bone. Many of the
lances are poisoned. The surgeon fish
Indian and Pacific oceans,
the occupant of the chair opposite him
fn the smoking room. At last the
victim decided he would have to be |
rude if he were to escape at all.
-nd he gave a prodigious yawn.
“Excuse me,” he said.
But the club bore was a match for
“That's quite all right,” he said. “It
doesnt bother me at all
When little Bobby was taken to the
hospital to see his newly arrived baby
sister he was highly delighted with
her. He. regarded her with beaming
approval, taking in the fascinating
details of her fuzzy nails and the lit-
tle numbered identification disk on a
cord around her neck. This last item
he regarded for some time, and then
said: “Well, when are they going to
take the price-mark off of her?”
Considering Posterity
Old Multrox—Want ‘to marry my
daughter, ‘do yon? Think I'll make
a nice, comfortable father-in-law, eh?
Young Allnerve—No, I don’t; but
I'm: going into this thing with my
eyes open. What worries me is that
I've. picked a pretty rough grandfa-
| ther for my innocent children.
To spring in his audience a vivid
daily bath. Oriental peoples had been
is confined to the tropical parts of the |
For more than two hours the club
pore had been telling his stories to
When the next story came to an |
the best where rudeness was con-
You see, |
I've lived close to the entrance of a |
railway tunnel for the last five years.” |
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