Beara fn. Bellefonte, Pa., October 17, 1930. Coma—— cose APPRECIATION. Life’s a bully good game with its kicks and cuffs— Some smile, some laugh, some bluff; Some carry a load too heavy to bear, ‘While some push on ‘with never a care, But the load will seldom heavy be When I appreciate you and you appreci- ate me. “Its the greatest thought in heaven or earth— It helps us know our fellow’'s worth; There'd be no wars or bitterness, No fear, no hate, no grasping; yes It makes work play, and the careworn free When I appreciate you and you appreci- ate me. —William Judson Kibby. “OH! MISS DENTIST!” Mr. ‘Oliver Whidden, a handsome young bachelor dessicating ina city called Crestview, while partaking of a chilled concotion in a pharmaceu- tical emporium with a friend named . Harry Hector, eloquently orated on a favorite subject entitled “The Tragic Decadence of Modern Fem- ininity.” “Woman's place,” proclaimed young Mr. Whidden in tones as final and definite as yesterday's sunset, “is the home. Nowadays altogeth- er too many of them are using powder puffs in business offices and diabolically seeking to take the reins of commercial supremacy from the male. “It used to be,” he earnestly vocalized, “that a girl's sole am- bition in life was to catch a good husband, have a nice home and raise a fine family. What is a girl’s sole ambition today? Why, it is to learn a trade or profession, become inde- pendent, and forget time-honored conventions and her biological mis. sion in life. What man wants to ask a girl who is making as much money as he is to be his wife? What man wants to ask a girl who knows nothing of “domesticity to be his wife? What man”— “What girl,” interrupted Harry Hector, “is that sitting over there?” His friend glanced in mild toned pique where the other optically pointed. The young lady at a neighboring table was an attractive brunet, with ponderousity idea, con- tours intriguing and facial features adorable. Shz2 wore a pink hat, a dress with ruffles and a very cap- able expression. “She looks like $1.79 more than the cost of a modern battleship,” enthused Mr, Hector. “I wouldn't mind meeting her.” “She is probably,” bitterized the bachelor, “just another one of the feminine gender who has rashly and irrevocably deserted tatting for typing or cooking for clerking. Say, Harry, I've an awful toothache— it's been bothering me for hours. It worried the life out of me while I was trying to sell Jacob Blatzer- man some insurance this morning— gee, I'd like to land that commis- sion! Well, I can't stand this tor- ture; I think I'll go to see a dentist right away.” Harry sympathetically remarked his pal’'s jaw was indeed somewhat swollen, and Mr. Whidden arose from his chair, told Harry he would see him later, and started from the room. He was surprised, as he came opposite the strange young lady’s table, to have his hurried pro- gress intercepted by the s. y. 1. her- self. “I beg your pardon,” requested the aforesaid herself in tones dulcet and polite, “but I cannot fail to note the look of anguish in your eyes and the slight inflation of the jaw. Are you afflicted with peridontoclosia ?” “No,” responded Mr. Whidden numbly, “just a toothache.” “That's the same thing,” assured the beautiful being. “I'm a dentist, and I ought to know. There is nothing in the world more aggravat- ing than 4a teoth aching unless it Is two teeth aching, sq kindly ac- Coripany me and — I'l put yeu eut of your misery, Here's my profes- sional card.” The card sala “Georgiana Smith, D. D. 8.” and Mr. Oliver Whidden said nothing at all, for there seem. ed to be no evading the direct in- vitation—albeit inward rebellion im- mediately arose against the ignominy of being the patient of a female dental doctor. They went, silently, into a large building and then into a reception room of one of the well-known painless establishments. Miss Georgiana Smith, pink hat, ruffles and all, disappeared through an inner doorway, and when she reappeared she was attired in starchy, immaculate white. “Come in,” she briskly ordered, ‘and take the chair.” The patient hesitated, still feeling like a traitor to his virile sex, and then, as the trip-hammer in ‘his jaw, began to trip, he went timidly in, took the chair, and she took a ridiculous linen bib and tied it around his tanned neck. “Open, Please,” she said. Whidden, terribly embarrassed, op- ened his mouth. It just didn't seem right, somehow, to open his mouth like that before a lady—even if she was one of those modern creatures with an obsession for sordid money instead of a nice home and a good husband. The gentleman, on request, told the lady what tooth ached, and she energetically laid out a large num- ber of evil-looking instruments. “A dentist can never tell,” she com- mented sociably while he gazed, alarmed, ‘when he will need his chisels and curets, or hoes and files. Too, it is advisable at ail times to have his restectors, fulcrums and spoons at hand, and also I had bet- ter get out my excavators, pluggers and cones for any sudden emer- gency. Kindly open again” Mr. Mr. Oliver Whidden opened again. “Wider, please,” sweetly com. ‘manded Miss Georgiana @mith, whereupon Mr. Oliver Whidden sour- ly obeyed. His oral orifice taut with elastic, Mr. Whidden was inno posi- tion to utter any syllables, mono of poly. As the female practitioner began efficiently to drill, blithely oblivious to certain writhings, she mono- logued companionably of some of this a little of that and a few of the other. “A great many folks in my home town evidenced surprise when I took up dentistry,” she said, “but it was absolutely necessary that I go to work or marry, and lesser of the two evils, particularly as no one asked me to marry, My father was a poor southern planter —a Miami undertaker — for in Florida, according to the chamber of commerce, no one ever dies; so, to help out, I took a course in den- tistry, my departure for Crestview, cognizance of the pull a dentist could exert here, and now I am taking all I can get. Open wider, please. “It would amaze the layman,” she declared, changing a coarse drill for a fine, “to know the many troubles that teeth repair can eliminate. If your mother-in-law is coming for a visit, have her bicuspids overhauled, and it will cost so much she can’t afford to come. If you have rheum- atism, you have rheumatism, and that is probably all there is to it, but the extraction of one tooth may cure your rheumatism, and that’s no after dinner speech—I haven't had dinner yet. Wider, please.” “I believe,” she rambled on Ila- boring industriously the while, “that you are an insurance salesman. You have the appearance, bearing and poise of the successful insurance salesman; and, besides, that card peeping out of your vest pocket says you are an insurance salesman. I hope you don't decry the entrance of my sex into your field of noble endeavor; girls have to live, and if their father is retired, one brother too tired and the other too lazy, it’s up to them to goout and earn the dough to bring home the bread. Open wider, please.” When Mr. Oliver Whidden finally got out of the chair he felt physi- cally mangled and mentally outrag- ed. The little wretch had taken unfair advantage o° him, because he couldn’t talk and show her where she was 101 per cent wrong. “How much,” he inquired tersely and icily, manfully withholding his surging temper, “do I owe you?” “Oh,” explained Miss Georgiana Smith naively, “that is only a tem- porary filling. I won't know the fee until I finish. This is the first of a series of visits to your favorite dentist. Mr. Whidden, I should in- form you that removing foreign deposits, smoothing and polishing of denuded and infected cementum, ex- cavation of necrotic tissues at base of crevice, subgingival curettage operations, and elimination of epi- thelium from the peridontal walls requires considerable Ingersoll, so don’t be an impatient patient. Come again Tuesday at 10 a. m. Good- day, Mr. Whidden.” It was not a good ‘day to Mr. Whidden, he told his chum, Harry Hector, a few hours later. “Of all the talkative, frivolous, inefficient, shallow-minded working girls,” he asseverateu scornfully, “she is Mrs. About Ben Adhem, Naturally she aspires to financial independenec in her occupation, but is plainly doom- ed to failure. She should have taken a course in husband hunting instead of tooth pulling, I wouldn't go back there again unless I had to. Darn this tooth, anyway!” “Sez he!” grinned Mr. Hector. “Say, how are you coming on with your big chance, Mr. Blatzerman?” “I'm going backwards,” admitted the salesman gloomily. “He won't listen to reason at all—he's curt and cross all the time. Honestly, I believe there’s something radically wrong with that man. I wish I could persuade him to take out that blanket fire and storm insurance policy on his factory buildings and blanket sickness -accident.gnd-death policy on all his employees. A sale I like that would bring enough to pay,” he flushed, “for a honeymoon, for instance. Tuesday at 10 a. m., Mr. Oliver Whidden was no sooner in the chair than the dentistress synchronously began dental and verbal operations. “Al person of your age,’ she stated, deftly digging out the temporary filling “should be cognizant of the important fact his teeth should be car- | ed for regularly and systematically, thus assuring adequate pulverization as well as sufficient disintegration. A dentist in time saves $9, and of- ten a tooth. What you need is a wife to remind you of such mone- tary and health precautions. Keep your mouth open, please.” “By the way,” she detoured, “1 know several young ladies in the in- surance business, and their list of whys and wherefores contains more than the well-known 14 points. A girl these times,” she continued with candid serenity, ‘“has to get out in- to the world to meet a fellow of her own age. In olden days the men were gallant ana considerate enough to go to the girl’s home to get ac- quainted; but now they look them up in stores and offices. I claim that marriages may be made in heaven, but the engagements are fixed back of counters and desks. “Still, tragedy persists; many a girl has an unhappy wedlock be- cause she listened to Lohengrin be- fore she was fully able to support a husband. It used to be that when a girl planned to marry she quit her job-—now she asks for a raise. And to what is this grievous thing due? It is due to the tragic decadence of modern masculinity. Wider, please.” The lovely female dental doctor switched off the electric drill, glanc. ed at one of the decadent members of modern masculinity and asked, “Don’t you think I. am right?” “Glub-glub,- emitted: the patient, undergoing a mental convulsion. 3p7Y00 "So 10 see your dentist | Bellefonte, in the stone building of Guy I chose the . | GOD SAVE THE COMMONWEALTH. I, H. E. Dunlap, High Sheriff of the Coun- ty of Centre, Commonwealth of Pennsyl- vania. do hereby make known and give notice to the electors of the county afore- said that uu election will be held in the said County of Centre on the first Tues- day after the first Monday in November, 1930 being the. 4th OF NOVEMBER, 1930. for the purpose of electing the several persons hereinafter named, to-wit: ONE PERSON to be UNITED STATES ' SENATOR. ONE PERSON to be GOVERNOR. ONE PERSON to be LIEUTENANT GOVERNOR. ONE PERSON to be SECRETARY OF INTERNAL AFFAIRS. ONE PERSON to be JUDGE OF THE SUPREME COURT. TWO PERSONS to be JUDGE OF THE | SUPERIOR COURT. ONE PERSON to be REPRESENTA- TIVE IN CONGRESS. ONE PERSON to be SENATOR IN THE GENERAL ASSEMBLY. ONE PERSON to be REPRESENTA- TIVE IN THE GENERAL ASSEMBLY. I also hereby make known and give no- tice that the place of holding the elec- tions in the several wards, boroughs, dis- | tricts and townships within the County of Centre is as follows: | For the North Ward of the borough of | Bellefonte at the Logan Hose Co. house on East Howard street. For the South Ward of the borough of Bellefonte, in the Undine Fire Co. build- ing. For the West Ward of the borough of Bonfatto. For the borough of Centre IIall, in a room at Runkle’s Hotel. For the borough of Howard, in the public school building in said borough. For the borough of Millheim, in the new Municipal building. For the borough of Milesburg, in the borough building on Market street. - For the First Ward of the borough of Philipsburg in the Reliance Hose house. For the Second Ward of the borough of Philipsburg, at the Public Building at the corner of North Centre and DPIresqueisle street. For the Third Ward of the borough of | (X) opposi | cinct, at the school | Mann's.