i Jtdtoti 011! VOLUME 15 McCONNELLSBURG, PA., JANUARY 15, 1914. NUMBER 18 n THE GRIM REAPER. Short Sketches of the Lives of Per sons Who Have Recently Passed .Away. Mrs. Elliott Wink. f Mrs. Sarah Elizabeth Wink, Widow of the late Elliott Wink, died at her home in Saskatcha wan, Canada, December 13,1913, aged 67 years. The deceased was a daughter of the late Mr. and Mrs. Bernard Clabaugh, of Clearville, Bedford county. In 1872 she was united in marriage with Elliott, a son of the late Jacob Wink, of Belfast township. After their marriage she and her husband lived on the old home place at Joe's Run; then, they went to' the Cove and lived on the J. S. Trout farm and, later, on the Thomas Johnson farm. About nineteen years ago, they removed to Iowa, where they re sided a few years, and then re moved to Saskatchawan, Canada. Elliott died suddunly about five yeus ago. Mrs. Wink was a member of the Methodist Episcopal church from early life and was a very fine woman. She is survived by her husband, one son, two daugh ters, four brothers: E. A. Cla baugh, of Armour, South Dakota; Simon, of Lemars, Iowa; J. F., of Mench, Bedford county, and Nathan, who resides on the old homestead, at Ray's Hill, and two sisters: Martha, wife of Reu ben Miller, of Chapman's Run, and Miss Mary E. Clabaugh, of Cumberland, Maryland. The deceased was buried at Rose Hill cemetery, North Da kota, where two children are buried. Mrs. Jacob Schetrompf. Mrs. SallieMcKee Schetrompf, wife of Jacob Schetrompf, died at her home near Warfordsburg, Sunday evening, January 4, 1913, after and illness of six days with pneumonia, in her 32nd year. Mrs. Schetrompf was a member of the Christian church and was a faithful wife and devoted mother and will be greatly missed in the home. She is survived by her husband and ten children. The funeral was held on Wed nesday morning and interment was made in the Methodist Epis copal church. Mrs. Anna Woollet. A telegram received by Post master Woollet, on Tuesday brought the sad intelligence that Mrs. Anna Woollet, formerly of Fort Littleton, had died on Mon day at her home in Wilkinsburg, Ta. Wrs. Woollett was the wid ow of the late Scott Woollet, and a sister of David Ashton, of Mad densville. She was aged about 60 years. She is survived by two children, Bruce, Woollet, of Fan nettsburg, and Miss Olivette, Wilkins'.urg. Deshong. Kenneth Merrill Deshong, in fant son of John E. Deshong of Andover, died Jan. 6,1914, about 19 hours old. Interment Siloam Cem. Services conducted by their pastor Rev. E. J. Croft Miss Morton Entertains Pupils. On last Thursday evening three sleds crowded to the utmost pass ed through our town. Our curi osity was at once aroused to find where these well behaved folks were from, and on investigation it was found that about fifty of the pupils of McGovern's school were enroute to spend the even ing with their teacher, Miss Joan Morton. The teams were driven ,by three of the Datrons:lMr. Geo, Finiff, Mr. Clyde Ott, and Mr. John Mackey. What better proof would we want than this of the perfee har- mny existing among ons, Pupils, and teacher, of this big scnool? Miss Zoe Mellott who is teach ing school near Johnstown, spent ner holiday vacation with her parents Mr. and. Mrs. Geo. S. Mellott near Sipes Mill. A CONDITION, AND NOT A THEORY. Grover Cleveland's Famous Phrase Ap plied to Dairy Conditions as Found in Big Cove, To-day. Editor News:-A farmer friend noting the half-hearted-ness of the dairy business in Ful ton county, applied -the words of good old Nehemiah and asked "Why should the work cease?" About twenty-five years ago the dairy business as such started in our community with the advent of the creamery. At that time there was but one bank in Mc Connellsburg, and it could show deposits averaging only $35,000. Now the combined deposits of the two banks reach a total of over $600,000. There are other reasons for the large advance in surplus earnings, but the dairy cow is the big reason, because in her is the source of steady in crease week by week through the year. By her, are the girls and boys given employment; by her are the babies, calves, and pigs nourished; by her are the other products of the farm reduc ed to smaller bulk and greater profits: by her, are future beef supplies kept up, and by her is built the manure pile a vertiable Farmers' Bank. Our county is isolated from railroads, and hence the necessity of marketing our products in a concentrated form and at the same time preserving and increasing the fertility of our farms. During 191 Hhe price of but ter averaged thirty cents a pound an increase of ten centts per pound since 1904. In 1912, 600, JD00 pounds of butter wa3 made in one of our creameries an in crease over 1911 of 50 per cent Probably the other creamery did equally well. Does 1913 tell as good a story? Be, that as it may there is food for thought in the fact that there is a disposition at the present time to drop out of the dairy business, a disposition that bodes ill to the prosperity of the community. Some of our best cows are being sold and driven out of the County, feeding is not done in a scientific manner neith er are there any silos being erect ed. The friendly rivalry that formerly existed between farm ers is no Ion ger noticable. There is noticable, however, a lack of co-operation on the part of cream ery managers, bankers, and oth er business men, toward making agriculture more renumerative and hereby increasing their own businesses as all our resources are in the first foot of soil. Such co-operation in the Western states has revolutionized vast dairy and general farming sections. The cows.of Fulton county are not treated properly, and they return only about half of what they should. ,A visit to many of our barnyards will show plenty of fat cows with shriveled udder, improper feeding accounting for it; because, many men do not know what a balanced ration is. As rich land may not produce properly for lack of some element just so many fat, nice looking cows fail to give proper quanti ties of milk for lack of some one or more milk-making element in their food. What is needed, per haps, is more intelligence and fore sight; or, is it true, as a friend remarked lately that "Outside monopoly has strangled home co operation, and the dairy business is in danger of languishing, as it has done in some of our neighbor farming communities ?', W. C. Patterson. Sledding Party. Cloyd Everhart brought a jol lv sledding party from Knobsville to McConnellsburg and they spent last Friday evening in the home of Mr. and Mrs. D. A. Washa baugh. The party was composed of Cloyd Everhart and wife, Har ry O. Hamil, wife and son Wal ter, Mrs. B. F. Cline and son John; A. L. Wible, Jennie Wood al, Etta Snyder, Grace Lodge, Emory Glunt, and Bruce Wible. FROM WILL HL'GHES. Interesting Description of Walk, and of What May Be Learned Along the Way in Winter. Dear Editor News: I took a walk yesterday a not unusual thing for me to do. Not in the city, however: jCity walks are common to many persons, and there is value in them in a way, but not the highest value. My walk was in the country. A trolley car, in forty minutes, landed me at Angora, where runs Cobb's Creek, the dividing line between Philadelphia and Dela ware counties, on the southwest This is a point from which many summer excursions start to near and far-away fields, woods and streams in quest of wild flowers, etc. The place is familiar to me, as is all the country for miles around, for, have I not been over all of it at least a hundred times? and at all seasons? and in ev ery possible condition of weath er? For five hundred years, un til several years since, the larg est White Oak in Pennsylvania stood rear this place. It meas ured twenty-five feet around at four to ten feet above ground. A great wind upturned it, and now naught remains to mark its site. I cross the bridge and am on the Baltimore pike one of the many fine roadways that lead out from the city in all directions, as suitable to those who carry themselves as to those who em ploy autos, or other vehicles to do the carrying. The day is gray," and the temperature about right for snow, perhaps rain; it will matter little to me which comes; though a blinding snow storm would shut me out from many interesting objects by the way. There are three purposes to my walk aye, four. First, the walk itself the ten miles of leg-stretching I mean to do; with spasms of "dog-trotting," to in crease the blood circulation, fol lowed by pauses for deep breath ings to nil my lungs witn tne better rural ozone: this must not be omitted; it is a physical health measure good for everybody, but sadly neglected by most peo ple, I regret to state. Secondly, I mean to use my eyes in seeing any wild plants, and especially trees, that may be in evidence; which innocent diversion will afford me great pleasure and some profit If I fail to do this my conscience will tell me that I have sinned against my higher self. God is never nearer to me than when I behold him in his handiwork. "God made the country, and man made the town," is true in more sense than one. .My third purpose is to meet several young men who wish to learn the manly Art of Self-Defense. Accordingly, the hand bag which I carry, con tains a set of ten-ounce Boxing gloves., For purposes of instruc tion a mushy glove is most agree able to the pupil, since it allays his fears of a knockout punch. My fourth object is to visit an old-time friend in order to learn something from his superior knowledge of matters zoologic. And now I start Few persons being in sight, I break away in a gentle run (dogtrot), and am soon a quarter mile ahead. Here I stop to climb a fence to see if Draba Verna ( Whitlow grass), is in bloom. Some years this wee wilding comes to the fore thu3 early; but today there is no sign of it On to the pike again, a five minutes pause for some deep breathings, and I am eff, but soon halted before a fine speci men of Fraxinus Americana (White Ash), having a diameter of three and a half feet, and a height of seventy-five. The Ash is one of the opposite leaf, branch, and bud trees; common to us are several native species and one European. All are beautiful, and the White is the largest There is no better time to study the characteristics of deciduous trees than winter the resting season. Soon I reach Fernwood, only to hurry through it, since it is about as horrid in its general make-up as any place I know. It has no beauty, and mud is always present. I hasten along with my eyes shut Now I am in Lansdowne, one of our finest suburban towns. Here is beauty in all seasons. Many people of great wealth re side here. Their houses and lawns are superb wait until summer comes and then behold the attractive displays of cultiva ted shrubbery and vegetable gar dens. See this huge Black Wal nuta typical specimen, with a limb outstretch of ninety feet, giving gracious shades to two yards. But, hark! what sound falls upon my ear? Oh! I see, it is the Downy Woodpecker, a winter resident. He is drum ming upon a dead limb of that noble twin chestnut tree that stands on the brow of yonder hill, overlooking the valley. He is dining on grubs, insects, etc., which he knows are there. Downy is a friend to the farm er and deserves protection. With my glass I bring him close to me and note his black, white and red markings. I run down the steep hill to Darby Creek, note its rocky bed, and the many Alder bushes, lavishly adorned with dull-red catkins, along its sides. Two months hence the display, of yel low blossoms and pollen here will be immense. Crossing the bridge I leisurely walked up the hill and entered the town of Clifton Heights a dingy old place indeed I have known it for thirty years, but have never been able to speak in its praise. It seems to pro gress backward. The pavements are poor and scattered, with plenty of debris everywhere. It is in strange contrast to its neigh bor Lansdowne. The school houses are antiquated they need a baptism of fire. In fact the entire place should be wiped out as a town, and either built up anew, or sown with wheat! But here it is I meet my class: so, after an hour with them. I hurriedly skip along to the home of my friend, who welcomes me heartily and takes me at once to his "den," where he is prepar ing a paper for Collier's on some phase of Natural History: for my friend is an all round Natur alist, and a good one. What he does not know of local birds, the smaller animals, and insects is hardly worth knowing. He first invites me to a tramp which I am obliged to decline. He intro duces me to his well-groomed 12 pound jet-black cat which he avers, is the sweetest disposition ed feline he ever knew: and, to prove his assertion, he puts him through a course of rough hand ling that would put almost any living thing out of humor, but Puss does not seem to be per turbed by it. On the contrary, he manifests a strong desire for more to my astonishment Then we gossip and gabble and even seriously discuss several inter esting nature problems, until the old clock on the stairs reminds us of the flight of an all-too-short hour, when I rise to take my leave; he insists, however, in showing me the latest additions to his working library (already replete with the generally accept ed authorities in every branch of Natural Science), and his col lections of bird3 and butterflies, all of which are beautifully pre served and classified. Now we say the parting word, and I am soon on the pike again, retracing my steps to Angora. On this back trip I see nothing of mov ment excepting a flock of snow birds. I reach my home a 3 p. m., after a day of pleasure and profit Wm. F. Hughes. P. S. It would please me to hear directly from any of my youthful associates, or to read an article from their pen in the News. Come on, now, don't be bashful. Truly yours, W. F. Hughes, 143 N. 8th St, Philadelphia, Pa. ALICE WISHART IN INDIA. Letter Written to Dr. Bertha Caldwell, of Johnstown, While Alice ' Was in Mountains. Dr. Bertha Caldwell, of Johns town, sends an interesting letter which she received recently from Miss Alice Wishart, of Wells Tannery, now doing missionary work in India. Miss Wishart was home three years ago for an op eration for appendicitis, from which she has not fully recover ed, and the accompanying letter tells of her sojourn in the foot hills to recuperate. It is as fol lows: "Liberty Hall" in "The Vale of the Blue," Nov. 13, 1913. You will doubtless want to know from start to finish about my coming out here: so herewith it is set forth in order, at least it is begun as I promised; whether the P. T. C's will let me finish it is still to be seen. For your benefit I'll explain that P. T. C. stands for "Pathian Tiger Club" of which there are two, one of which is leaning over the back of a chair in front of me this min ute gazing with big, lovely brown eyes from under his little fez and running a grimy finger down the page as I write; but more of the P. T. C's later: sufficient to say just now that they are two-legged cubs, nevertheless there are real, genuine four-legged ones here. Not the tracks of a cub, but those of a mature tiger were seen in the dust on the road up here the day before we came over it Lucky, we came the day after his promenade, wasn't it, else I might not be here to tell the tale? But to return: When those dreadful "adheions" I suppose you know what they are it sounds like court plaster to me got fit to travel the doctor said I must get away from the heat and dust of Allahabad at once; the high hills would not suit as they were too damp and cold just then, I must think of some cold dry place where it was perfectly quiet How wa3 I to get "per fect quiet" in a boarding house, pray? Impossible! Like a flash the remembrance of an invita tion I had had last March came to me, and I knew at once that it was the very place of all pla ces in India I wanted to go to "recuperate" just then, and when I told the doctor he said, "Go, if she'll have you, it would suit you down to the ground!" "She" was willing to have me, though a bit doubtful as to how I was to be gotten over seven miles of stony road with the "ad hesions."' Lucky that "she" did not know how bad the road was, or I would never have dared run the risk. The doctor, always most careful of every minute de tail, gave E. B. instructions a bout the arrangements for the journey, little dreaming what a waited us after we left the train at Diowala, where we got out at 4:30 a. m., or rather I should say were lifted out I was at least It was dark and chilly, and noth ing but a pile of ballast and high jungle grass stretching away in to the blackness could be seen; a tiny flicker of light indicated that there might be a station of some kind away up the line. We were in the next to the last carriage of a very long train, and when a sleepy looking guard appeare d below the step and declared that this was the place we had asked him to put us out I inquired how ever we were to accomplish this feat, as the "adhesions" were not supposed to permit acrobatic stunts. Indian guards are especi ally accommodating, and this one was more so, as he very kindly put down his lantern and held out his arms, I couldn't quite tell whether to catch me or lift me down. I must have looked small er than I really am in the dim light or I doubt whether he would have ventured: anyway ap predating his kindness and reali zing that it was the only way out (Continued on (our ) From Brother Bryncr. In sending a dollar to renew his subscription, Rev. C. W. Bry ner formerly pastor on the Mc-Connellsburg-Knobsville-Ft Lit tleton charge, but now in Cen tralis Pa., says the Fulton County News is a very welcome weekly visitor to their home. Mr. Bryner says: "When it ar rives on Friday morning, activi ties about the manse usually cease until we have scanned its pages, learned of the arrivals and departures, the weddings and di vorces, the good fortunes and the misfortunes of our Fulton friends. We were exceedingly sorry to learn of the sad accident and death of our old and much es teemed friend, D. V. Sipes, but feel that our loss is his gain. We are well as usual and busy endeavoring to hold down our job, and one of the indications that we have, at least been partially successful in our efforts is the fact that, after 3 years of tolerance on the part of our peo ple in this place, we have been unanimously invited and urged to return for a fourth year. Our church and Sunday school is in a flourishing condition, for a mining town in which Catho locism is in the ascendency. The Sunday school rendered on Xmas evening a very entertain ing Cantata, entitled: "Santa's Gold Mine." We distributed over 400 Xmas treats, including our Home Department and Cra dle Roll. I am the teacher of a Men's Organized Bible Class with a membership of 80. At our regu lar monthly business meeting of the class on last Friday evening we had an attendance of 60. We have in our Sunday school 60 members who are entitled to an 856 gold pin given as a reward for a perfect record of attend ance during the year 1913. Our men in this section are not working quite full time at pres ent which is unusual for this season of the year, but the sup ply of stored coal seems to be greater than the demand. We are paying for pea coal at the mines $2.85, and for Chestnut and stove grades,- $3.85 per long ton of 2240 yOund3. Wishing you and yours, in fact all our Fulton County friends a happy and prosperous New Year, I am, Fraternally yours, C. W. Bryner." While the foregoing letter was not written for publication, we are sure that it will be read with pleasure by the many friends of the Bryners in this county. Editor. Starting Large Orchard. Over three thousand apple trees of the Winesap, Jonathan, Black Twig, Grimes Golden, and York Imperial varieties, have re cently been planted on the fruit farm of J. E. Reisner, three miles southeast of Shippensburg along the old Baltimore road, cov ering about 60 acres of land, 12 acres of which was cleared dur ing the past two months. Following the planting of the new orchard Mr. Reisner's bear ing orchard consisting of over 600 large trees has been trimmed and put in first clas3 condition for the coming season. Ship pensburg Chronicle. Editors note: Mr. Reisner is a brother of our townsmen, Messrs, Geo. W. and J. G. Reis ner. For Information on Pests. " A great many persons write to State Zoologist H. A. Surface, at Harrisburg, making the request for information in such a general way that Prof. Surface finds it impossible to give the definite in formation that is needed. He has, therefore, made special ef fort to request correspondents to be as specific or detailed as 'pos sible in describing conditions, and especially to be careful to send specimens with inquiries. It is necessary for him to know every detail possible in order to be ac curate in his diagnosis. KEEP SPRAYING. Very Satisfactory Results May Be Ob tained by the Use of a Small Cheap Pump. An Allegheny county corres pondent wrote to Professor H. A Surface, Economic Zoologist, Har risburg, Pa., for information as to whether it was necessary to have a traction or high power spray pump in order to obtain good re sults in spraying for scale. Pro fessors reply will be found of val ue to others, and is as follows: "Replying to your letter of the 15th inst, asking if it is neces sary to use a traction spray pump to spray trees, or if good work in spraying can be done with a small pump, I can say that it can be in a thoroughly effective man ner with any kind of pump or ap-' paratus that will cover the bark of twigs, branches and trunks with the liquid. In fact, I know of a man near Harrisburg who sprayed a few unusually large ap pie trees with a very small hand pump, that worked like a squirt gun. He climbed the tree with a ladder, and with a strong lime sulfur solution in a bucket, and drew the liquid into a hand pump and sprayed it over the trees, continuing this until he had cov ered them, and he afterward said that he had excellent results in the control of the scale. "It does not make any differ ence in fact whether the tree3 are sprayed or washed. It is not essential for the lime-sulfur solu tion to go on the trees in the form of a spray in order to kill the scale. It can be applied as a sol id stream, and it will do the work and also will not injure the trees in the least. If a light pump i3 used at an elevation by which the trees could be reached, and the upper and lower sides of the branches were covered by the liquid, it is all that could be ex pected even from a larger or hca vier pump, and the result should be satisfactory. That is one of the beauties of the lime-sulfur preparation, that it does not make any difference how the lime-sulfur is applied, just so it covers the bark. I understand this is not true of the oils, as one can not do a heavy job of drench ing without injuring the trees, but even with oil sprays a light pump can be used in such a way as to be satisfactory as. a heavy pump. The only difficulty is that with a light apparatus it takes much longer to be through in the application." Lives in Shannon, III. The editor was much pleased a few days ago, in receiving a let ter from Harry Boerner, of Shan non, 111. Harry was the oldest son of Adam and Amanda Grove Boerner, who for many years liv ed in McConnellsburg, and then went to Illinois. Harry began his school work in the old Stone House with Mrs. Sterrett, and "graduated" in the old "Brick" in the spring of 1881 under the Editor of the News. Among the boys in the same school that win ter were Walt Hoover, Frank Shimer, Will Hays, Harry Gold smith, Harry Thompson, Ben Robinson, Will Greathead, Nick Trout, Oscar Johnston, Harry Linn and Leander Unger. Har ry's father is dead. His mother although having passed her sev entieth birthday, is very well. Harry is afflicted with Bright's Disease and locomotor ataxia, has not been able to walk a step for four years, and lives in an inva lid chair. Living next door to the Boer ners in Shannon, is Joseph War ner who was reared down about Webster Mills. Harry says that Mr. Warner is a retired farmer, that he owns and lives in one of the finest houses in that city, and owns one of the finest farm3 a round the city. The editor suggests that it would be a gracious thing for any of Harry's old school mates or friends to remem ber him occasionally with a post card or letter. His address ia Shannon, Illinois.
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