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VOLUME 15
McCONNELLSBURG, PA., JANUARY 15, 1914.
NUMBER 18
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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.