FULTON COUNTY NEWS.
Published Every Thursday.
B. W. Peck, Editor.
McCONNELLSBURG, PA.
Thursday. Feb. 14. 1901.
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ProfaaHional Cards one yeur A.
Franklin County Towns Worked
by Swindlers.
There are40 Waynesboro people
wondering whether they will
ever get a cent's return from the
investment of 15 made by each
of them. They are inclined to be
lieve the money is gone beyond
recovery.
A couple men from Baltimore
canvassed the town and got this
many to agree to pay $1.25 weekly
for 0 weeks, at the end of which
time they were each to receive a
a half -carat diamond, or the com
pany would buy them back for
40. The proposition was simi
lar to the insurance business, ex
cept in the latter the policy hold
er dies, while in the former the
policy dies.
About 1,000 had been collect
ed and only on one contract was
there a default in payment.
When the time came to deliver,
the diamonds did not come.
It was then learned collection
could not be made, as the com
pany was without assets.
It was represented the charter
was deficient, that a new one
would be gotten, that the com
pany would be reorganized, and
that upon additional payments
the diamonds would sparkle.
Waynesboro people refused to
pay any more money.
The Baltimore company also
' worked Chambersburg people to
the tune of about 1,500 on a
slightly different scheme. In
stead or maturing at the end of
20 weeks, the certificates were
returned naming 104 weeks as
the period of maturity.
Sheriff Pensinger and others
were large contract holders in
the company and it was at their
instance that legal proceedings
were instituted and Charles E.
Nichole was arrested at York,
Pa., charged with conspring to
defraud. He called the organiza
tion the Fidelity Mutual Com
pany of Baltimore.
An Inflated Horse.
The following story is from
Franklin county: Clarence Ren
frew, Fayetteville, started from
Waynesboro for home in a sleigh
and when near New Franklin the
horse fell in a snowbank, upset
the occupant, and ran away. The
team was caught about four miles
away. The horse's leg was cut,
and on the way home the wound
opened and shut with every move
ment of the leg, pumping in air
when open and forcing the air
through the body when closed.
It was not long until the belt
around the blanket became too
small and had to bo loosened.
The horse was swellen to enor
mous proportions except in its legs
below the knees. Its head was a
foot and a half wide and its chest
could have been eveuly measured
by a yard stick. Dr. John P.
Stover was summoned in haste
and diagnosed the case as one of
exceeding rarity. Only one sim
ilar instance had come under his
observation, he said. The unusu
al appearance of the horse was
due to tiie penetration of air be
tween the horse's hide and the
flesh, an entrance being found in
the cut in its leg. The hide was
swelled in some places four inches
from the horse's body and a man's
fingers thrust against it would
indent it as if it were a rubber
ball.
Recent experiments show that
all classes of foods may be com
pletely digested by a preparation
called Kodol Dyspepsia Cure,
which absolutely digests what
you eat. As it is the only combi
nation of all the natural digest
ants ever devised the demand for
it has become enormous. It has
never failed to cure the very
worst cases of indigestion and it
always gives instant relief.
Trout's drug Btoro.
Reminiscenses of Hancock.
From the Mar. j
In 1823 there were no churches
iu Hancock and an old log school- j
house, where James Cover now
lives, and in which David Noil
then taught the youth of the town
and vicinage for thirty years, was
used by all denominations as a
placo of worship.
Mason and Dixon's line is only
one and a half miles from the
town, and west of the town was
the old Brent estate, which was
held by the Brent family for
more than a century. On the
place is a prominent knoll, upon
the summit of which, durnig the
earliest period of settlement, the
inhabitants erected a stone
block-house, which in times of
border peril, afforded them a ref
uge against the indians.
Iu 1828, May 20 there was a
meeting held at the house of Wal
ter Blackwell in Hancock, Thomas
C. Brent, presiding, at which
Wm. Price and George Baltzell,
who were pledged to vote for
John Quincy Adams for Presi
dent and Wm. Rush for Vice
President of the United States,
were indorsed for Presidential
Electors.
In 1846 three strangers visited
Hancock, and during the night
succeeding their advent, robbed
all the stores in the town, secur
ing from six to eight thousand
dollars. About three years later
three thousand dollars of the
proceeds were recovered under
the following singular circum
stances. The thieves were in the
act of loaning a sum of money to
a purchaser of land near Harris-
burg, Pa., when the magistrate
who wasexecutiugthe mortgages,
identified three one thousand dol
lar bills of the Williamsport,Md.,
Bunk, which were among other
funds advertised as having been
stolen from Robert Wasou, of
Hancock, at the time of the rob
bery. The result was the arrest
of the thieves and their conviction
and sentence to the penitentiary
by the Frederick county Court.
Early in 1854 George Harvey,
an old resident of Hancock dis
trict died. He was a native of
Prince George's County butabout
1870 removed to Hancock district,
where he resided to the day of
his death. He had no family and
lived alone, isolating himself from
society. He was a man of frugal
habits and left an estate valued at
ten or twelve thousand dollars to
relatives in Washington City. He
was frequently asked during his
life time what deposit he
made of his money, to which his
uniform reply was that he depos
ited it in the bank; but after his
death his administrator could not
find any deposit to his credit in
any bank About a month aft
er his death., as it was known that
he had money, the premises were
carefully searched, and the sum
of seventeen hundred and ninety
one dollars and two cents was
found stowed away in a powder
keg in one of the cellars. The
money was all in silver coin, put
up in small amounts and wrapped
in paper. This was the bank und
these the deposits to which he al
luded. The first newspaper in Hancock
was the Weekly Gazette, publish
ed in August, 1854, by F. A. Will
iams, son of James Williams, of
Hagerstown. In 1858 E. and C.
H. Day began the publication of
The Journal.
On the 25th of July, 18(52, Lieu
tenant George Shearer, of Gener
al Bradley Johnson's First Mary
land Confederate Regiment, was
captured at Hancock, together
with a fine horse and equipments.
He was taken to Hagerstown and
committed to jail. It was alleged
that he had been in Washington
and Frederick counties for three
weeks, recruiting for his regi
ment with poor success and was
about to return to West Virginia
wheu arrested.
A powerful engine cannot bo
run with a weak boiler, and we
can't keep up the strain of an ac
tive life with a weak stomach;
neither can we stop the human
machine to make reixtirs. If the
stomach cannot digest enough
food to keep the body strong, such
a preparation as Kodol Dysjepsia
Cure should be used. It digests
what you eat and it simply can't
help but do you good. Trout's
drug store.
His Life's Work,
Before a study table, ladou with
books of reference, sat a tiiiu
busily engaged iu writing. Be
tween !i5 and 40, he looked even
more, for his hair was alre.nly
tinged with gray, and his fore
head heavily lined. It wan a
powerful faeo, the features large,
the jaw prominent and the eyes
somewhat sunk the face of a
thinker. The room, too, was iu
keeping with the appearance of
the man. Lined with shelves on
which massive looking books were
tightly packed, even the chairs
and part of the floor space cover
ed with portfolios of manuscript,
it was the abode of a man of learn
ing the den of a brain worker.
A shaft of light from the win
dow fell on the man bent over his
task. He wrote quickly now, and
ag'iin pausing to cousult a note
book, theu hastening on agan.
There was no cessation, no wand
ering for a single instant of his
thoughts.
Presently there was a tap at
the door, and a man servant en
tered. "Sir Roland Huth, sir," he an
nounced. The man at the desk gave a
start as the servant's words foil
on his ears. The current of his
thoughts were broken. Before
he had time to lay down his pen a
smart looking, well-dresed little
man of about forty bustled into
the room.
"I know I'm interrupting
dreadful nuisance, and all kind of
thing, Geoffrey," he said briskly,
"but frankly I don't care if I
am,"
A slight smile crossed Geoffrey
Murray's face as ho took his
friend's hand.
"You certainly, have the knack
of disturbing me in my most
precious moments," he replied.
"What is it now?" ho asked, as
Sir Roland settled himself, in a
chair.
"I want to know what you
mean by sending a refusal to my
invitation for to-morrow?" said
the little man carefully polishing
his eyeglass.
Geoffery Murray made a little
impatient gesture.
"My dear Huth, you know I
never go anywhere now." Ho
glanced at the paper-littered
desk. " can't spare the time.
But Nora is going at least I
understood that she was," he ad
ded vaguely. He turned and
fingered his papers, as if impa
tient to go on with the work
again.
But Sir Roland fixed his eye
glass and started at Murray
thoughtfully.
"I've known you for a great
many years, Geoffrey," he began
"twenty-five, is it, or thirty?"
Murray swung around.
"You're my oldest friend of
course you are. But?" he
paused inquiringly.
"Well, I merely want to say
you're a fool," replied Sir Roland
calmly," and rather a bad fool,
too," he added rising from his
seat.
"You marry a girl some fifteen
years you junior. She was your
ward, and it saved trouble to be
come her husband rather than
look after her. Now, what do
you suppose is her feeling toward
you?"
"My dear Huth, she loves me,"
began Murray.
'.'Did love you!" corrected Sir
Roland.
Murray gave a start.
"What on earth are you talking
about?"
"Simply that you are doing the
best to stamp out every bit of af
fection Nora ever had for you.
Remember.she is a girl a bright,
pretty girl, and that she wants
love. And what do you give her?
You shut yourself up here, spend
every moment grinding away at
your monumental book, do and
think of nothing else."
A flush of enthusiasm lighted
up Murray's face.
"It's my life's work!" he cried.
"Your life's work!" replied Sir
lioliind.contemptuously. "What
is it? A book read by a few with
minds similar to your own. You
should never have married a
sweet young girl if this was to
have been the one object of your
existence. To make her radiant
ly happy, to give her lovo, to gain
her's in return, that is your real
life's work."
"She has her own interests
her art."
"Her art!" cried Sir Roland.
"She took it up simply because
you neglected her. Sho worked
at it feverishly simply because
you took not a shred of interest
in her life. She has put her
whole bring into a picture si mply
because it makes her forget sti
lles the pain at her heart."
Murray pulled himself together
to speak, but Sir Roland was ex
cited and silenced him with a
gesture.
"But, it can't last. Even the
pussi ;i for her art won't suffice.
A girl like Nora must have love.
It is natural it is right. And if
you won't give it to her, some one
else will. And I'll be hanged if
you don't deserve it!" finished
Sir Roland, hotly, as ho picked
up his hat and gloves and moved
to the door.
Murray sat motionless at his
desk for some miuutes after his
frieud's departure. Be wanted
to coutinue his work,buthe could
not concentrate his thoughts, Sir
Roland's Words were ringing in
his ears. He flung down the pen
and strode restlessly up and down
the room. Was there anything
in what Huth had said. He set
himself to think the whole thing
out.
Be went back to the time when
they were first married. Ho re
membered he used to set aside
hours to spend with her. He con
sidered them his recreation, and
the sound of her happy laugh, the
ring of her voice, was pure joy to
him. And he laughed, too, in
those days. Then as time went
on and the great work was start
ed, these hours grew less and
loss. He had no recreation. He
abandoned himself, body and soul,
to his task. He only mot her at
meals herdly spoke then, his
mind completely wrapped up in
the work, he had left for a few
minutes. Grandally they had
drifted apart. She took up art,
worked feverishly at it, but he,
her husband, had taken not the
slightest interest iu it never
spolce of it, had not even seen a
siugle picture she had painted.
All these things ho realized for
the first time. He llung open the
door of his room and crossed the
passage that led to her studio,
The house was built iu two wings
a great hall and staircase separat
ing them. As ho opened the stu
dio door and crossed the thres
hold, Murray felt he was entering
a strange region. It was the
first time he had been there. At
the further end of the room he
saw a large picture; it was al
ready framed. He crossed quick
ly to it and stood gaziug at it
mutely! Even he, the man of
science, could tell that it was a
wonderful piece of work destin
ed perhaps to achieve fame. He
realized that she had thrown her
whole being into it that meant
as much to her as his book to
him. Yet he had hardly known
its existence.
Huth was right! He saw it all.
He had neglected her neglected
her cruelly. He strode hurried
ly out of the room, down into the
street. He felt he wanted to be
in the cool air, wanted to think
She had loved him. He felt sure
of this. Did she now? Or had
he killed every spark of affection.
"If you don't give her love,
some one else will." The words
rang through his head. The
very thought cut him to thequick
A sudden intense craving to see
her eyes light up again with the
old joyous smile, to feel her arms
twine around his neck, took pos
session of hi in. His love, which
had been asleep suddenly awak
ened and sprang into a fierce pas
sion. Could ho win back her love
or was it too late? And with
this maddening thought he
trudged for miles until at length,
wearied and footsore, he turned
and made ouce mora for his home.
It was dusk, and the London
streets were already twinkling
with their thousaud lights. In a
cab that was rolling swiftly along
on tho wooden pavement sat a
woman a young aud pretty
woman, hardly more than a girl.
Iu one hand she held a letter
tightly. She smoothed it out and
lookek at it again.
"To morrow I must have your
answer. Romemberyourlovoisall
I have to live for !" she read in a low,
trembling tone. ' (
She lent back, and sat staring
ahead of her with dazed expres
sion on her young face. Then her
eyes filled with tears, and she
gave a little sob.
"Oh, Geoffery!" she murmered
pitoously, "why couldn't you
have given me just a little love!"
Suddenly there was a loud
shout hi the street, then a quick
raftlo, and a fire engine dashed
by. It turned down the first
street to the right, whicl led to
tho quiet square in which the
Murray s lived.
The cab followed and the girl
gave a gasp as a blaze oi
light broke beforo her eyes. A
house was on fire the other side
of the square, a house standing
by. itself the girl uttered a little
cry their house! She paid the
driver and got out of the cab. The
square was full of people. She
pushed her way through them
round to the other side, where
the fire engines stood, their horses
panting and foaming atthe mouth,
the d(Hr of tho house was open,
aud she could see tho flames
leaping up the staircase. As yet
the fire seemed to be only iu the
ceutre of the house.
. In the little circle, kept free by
the jwlice, she could see her hus
band's tall figure. A fireman
apparently the superintendent,
was pointing to the house and
talking to him. She tried to get
through, but a policeman stopped
her.
"He is my husband it is our
house!" she panted. And he let
her through.
She crept up to within two or
three paces of him.
"By devoting all our energies
to one wing we can save it!" the
superintendent was saying. "The
other will have to go. Have you
any choice as to which one?"
Murray's face was pale and
drawn, in tne ngnt wing was
everything that had been dear to
him the great Work, the thing
that had claimed him, body and
soul. In the left wing a studio
and a pictnre. Three hours ago
he would not have hesitated
single moment. A mere picture
in the balance against such a work
as his!
Behind stood the wife. Her
eyes were riveted on Murray's
lips. There was a cold feeling at
her heart the picture, which wa
almost of her own blood, to per-
lsii nice tins, xet sne had no
hope he took no interest in her
or her work hardly knew that
she was an artist.
The woodwork of the stairs his
sed and crackled, and the flames
licked the balcojiy that divided
the two wings.
"Which?" said the superintend
ent sharply.
Tho words that bad been haunt
ing him throughout his walk were
whirling through Murray's head
Could he win back her love? He
straightened himself with a sud
den jerk.
"Save save the left wing!" he
cried hoarsely.
An hour later Murray and his
wife were standing on the ground
floor of the left wing. The right
was a mass of smoking, charred
bricks, on which even now the
firemen were pouring streams of
water.
"What made you make such a
sacrifice your life's work?" she
said, in a low tone. He led her
into a room. His face was pale,
but there was a new softness
there a look that made her heart
beat quickly.
Sir Roland's words came back
to him.
"My life's work!" he cried. "It
shall be to make you happy again
to win back and keep your love."
He held out his arms. "Oh, my
darling, I have been selfish.cruel!
I gavo up everything to my work,
even that which should have been
yours. But it is all over now
Can you forgive me? It's not too
late!"
He looked pleadingly at her.
He saw her bright eyes glisten,
her lips part in woudermeut. But
it was the wonderment of a new
and sudden joy; the knowledge
that she had been saved from an
act she would have regretted all
her life that, after all, ho loved
her. Ho took a step forward.and
she crept into his arms.
"Oh, Goeff, Gooff," she criod.in
pure happiness. "I thought your
lovo for mo was dead! I thought
forgive me! that even my love
for you was killed. Thank God,
we've found out the truth in
time!"
Bo pressed her almost fiercely
to him.
"Aye, thank God," he said, fer
vently. Mainly About People.
It is a very common thing for
subscribers to the News in other
places, when writing to renew
their subscription, to say: "Wo
cannot get along without it; it is
like a weekly letter from homo,"
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I J. K. Johnston's
Mid Winter Sale. 8
Special Bargains in
OVERSHOES.
llMllf I II I "H.-Oy
Men's Buckle Arctics 51.00
Women's Buckle Arctics 80c.
Felt Boots 1.75.
A few
Ladles' Capes
and a few
will be
Closed Out Quick
to make room for new stock.
Men's and Boy's Heavy Caps.
We still have a few of those cheap Blankets and
Bed Comforters will not carry them over.
Underwear, Gloves and
Mittens.
0 WWWAV
O P. S. Ask to see the cheapest double-bit axe in
S town.
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Marriage In Hindoostan.
Marriages in Hindoostan are
very simple and are usually ar
ranged by the parents of the prin
cipals. When an alliauce is agreed
upon the bride and groom are
brought together and perhaps see
each other for the first time. The
bride playfully skips beside him.
The priest ties a corner of the
bride's veil to the groom's shawl
and this simple proceeding makes
them man and wife.
Stood Death Off.
E. B. Munday, a lawyer of FJon
rietta, Tex:, once fooled a grave
digger. He says: "My brother
was very low with malarial fever
and jaundice. I persuaded him
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soon much better, but continued
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bowels, cures constipation, dys
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troubles, female complaints; gives
perfect health. Only 50c at W.
S. Dickson's drug store.
No cigarettes are to be sold
hereafter in Tennessee. The
State Legislature has passed the
an ti -cigarette bill and the Gover
nor has approved it.
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QUART BOTTLES.
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Andrew Carnegie has given
$800 to the Scotland Soldiers
Orphans' Industrial School for
instruments for its band.
. A Night of Terror.
"Awful anxiety was felt for the
widow of the brave General Burn
ham of Machias, Me., when the
doctors said she would die from
Pneumonia before morning,"
writes Mrs. S. H. Lincoln.who at
tended her that fearful night, but
she begged for Dr. King's New
Discovery, which had more than
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of Consumption. After taking,
she slept all night. Further use
entirely cured her." This mar
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Diseases. Only 50c and $1.00.
Trial bottles free at W. S. Dick
son's drug store.
Like bad dollars, all counter
feits of DeWitt's Witch Hazel
Salve are worthless. The origi
nal quickly cures piles, sores and
all skin diseases. Trout's drug
store.
The figure 9 came into the cal
ender January 1899, and will stay
with us 111 year from that date
or untill December, 1999. No
other figure ever had such a long
conservative run and only 9 itself
has once before been in a race
which lasted a century in which
in continuously figured.