° ~ Rev. Simon Snyder | mem —————————— — SOMERSET COUNTY LUTHERAN CONFERENCE The Somerset county conference of |, the Allegheny synod of the Lutheran church held its sessions at Grants ville, Md., last week, the majority of the delegates returning to their homes on Thursday. The opening sermon to the conference was preached by the of Scalp Level, while other numbers on the program of interest to members of this faith | in this section of the state are as fol- lows: «The Millenium,” Rev. D. W. Mich- ael, Meyersdale; “The Resurrection,” Rev. E. F. Rice, Jennerstown; “The Judgment,” Rev. F. S. Shultz, Sum- merhill; “The Future Eternal State of the Righteous and the Wicked,” Rev. S. N. Carpenter, of Trinity church, Johnstown; “The Church in’ the Sunday School,” Rev. W. L Good, Grace Church of Johnstown; The Or- ganized Adult Bible Class,” Rev. |. Hess Wagner, Somerset; “The Ideal Sunday School Teacher,” Rev. H. W. Bender, Lilly; “The Boy Problem,” Rev. Robt. D. Clare, First church of Johnstown; sermon, Rev. J. S. Eng- lish, Stoyestown; devotional services, Rev. P. B. Fasold, Glade; “Methods of Promoting Religion,” Rev. H. S. Rhoads, Moxham church, Johnstown; vesper services, Rev. J. C. McCarney of Friedens; “The Church and the Home,” Rev. D. W. Lecrone, Davids- vile; Our Synodical Home Mission work,” Rev. Carney, Garrett; Ves- | per services, Rev. Oney;, Elklick; de- votional services, Rev. Petrea, Somer- set R. D. “The Sunday Scheol in the Church,” Rev. Burkholder, Benin; «The Problems of the Rural Church,” ‘Rev. Schmucker, Shanksville. Other members of the conference roll are as follows: The Rev. E. S. Johnston, D. D, Elklick; Rev. L. P. Young, Elklick; Rev. W. A. Shipman, D. D., Johns- town; Rev. E. F. Ott, Portage; Rev. | John Ergler, Ph. D., Rockwood and An Rev. W. E. Sunday, Hooversville. #& Fp — Song and Story ...... The Way of Life. 1 Must Have My Fling. 1 said I would have my fling And do what a young man may; And I didn’t believe a thing That the parsons have to say. 1 didn’t believe in a God That gives us blood like fire, Then flings us into hell because We answer the calls of desire. And I said: “Religion is rot, And the laws of the world are nil; For the bad man is he who is caught And cannot foot his hill. And there is no place called hell; THE FANTASY. Without the night was cold and damp And steadily the rain . was beating down; I sat alone within a lighted reom And listened to the patter on the sills A rodent gnawed somewhere within the house And in another room the floor creak- ed loud. Then suddenly I seemed to hear a step Upon the porch, a trembling at the door, As if some feeble visitor had come. I sat all still and listened, more intent And seemed to feel my solitude de- part. i The spirit fantasy came in and mov- | ed { About the house with quick but cau-, tious tread And heaven is only a truth, When a man can sow. his, wild oats In the fresh keen hour of youth. And money can buy us grace If it rings on the plate of the church And money can neatly erase Bach sign of a sinful smirch.” For 1 saw men everywhere , Hotfooting the road of vice; And women and preachers smiled on | them As long as they paid the price. So I had my joy of life; I went the way of the town; And then I took me a wife, And started to settle down. I bad gold and enough and to spare For all of the simple joys That belong with a house and a home And a brood of girls and boys. She was going to bring me a child, And when in trouble she cried, With love and fear, I was wild; But now I wish she had died, For the son she bore me was blind And crippled and weak and sore; And his mother was left a wreck; It was so she settled my score. I sf§jid I must have my fling, they knew the path I would go; Yet no one told me a thing Of what I needed to know. COAL INTERESTS CON- SOLIDATED. The recent consolidation of the in- terests of the Victor Coal Mining Company, whose operations are at Holsopple, and general offices Somerset, withthose of W. H. Brad- ford & Company, an old coal sales a- gency, will result in better business conditions at Holsopple. The announcement of the. consoli- i dation of several concerns was made last week through the folloying notice sent out to the trade: We beg to an- nounce the consolidation of the sell- ing and mining departments of our business to be known as W. H. Brad- ford & Co., Inc., miners and shippers, Victoria and Scalp Level Smokeless Coals, with offices at Commercial Trust Building, Philadelphia; No. 42 Broadway, New York City; ad Say- der Building, Somerset. The officers are: W. H. Bradford, President; R. R. Repfinger, Treasurer; W. F. En- glis, Secretary; and Lloyd G. McCram General Manager of Mines.” ‘The interests merged in this deal are those of W. H. Bradford, whose business in the world-wide coal mar- ket has long since been established, the Phoenix Fuel Company and the Victor Coal Mining Company. The Victor Coal Mining Company has three mines at Holsopple, and has been employing more than two hundred men. Under the consolida- tion, this plant will be improved and the number of men to be employed will be increased because there will be a regular market for the entire output of the plant. Mr. McCrum, who will be the gen- eral manager of the mines, took | charge of the plant at Holsopple a- bout two years ago and made it a pay- ing proposition. He will continue to | reside at Somerset,but necessarily | will be required to spend a great deal of his time in the East. McCLARY DRESSED UP LOOKED LIKE SKELETON. The following amusing story has been told of Dr. Thomas McClary, and, while it reflects upon his phy-! sique, we hope the doctor will not take exception if we tell it to our readers incidental to his approaching vigit to our town. One day while visiting a friend, a physician and surgeon, he called at the office. He found the physician very much tickled over a joke to be penetrated on a newsboy. The physi-| cian had taken the skeleton from its place in the wall case and placed it upon a chair facing the door and was | waiting the coming of the newsboy with the evening paper. Dr. McClary was invited to stay and enjoy the joke which he Footsteps were heard in and the two men scam The boy the door 1; then, spying the skeleton ropped his papers and fled. Dr. » Pi itying the poor lit- tle { { the papers, called to flight but, is shoulder, he did. the hall ) Cover. eppe “Py nd tannine y 1} door, nt 5 ’ me hacl soon | | oring to pay my bills since thou wert opened | Folks talk too much of a soul From heavenly joys debarred— And not of the babes unborn, By the sins of their fathers scarred. | —TUnidentified. at’ Interloper. / told me you hadn’t mosqui- toes,” said the summer boarder re- ; proachfully. “I hadn’t,” replied Farmer Corntos- sel. “Them you see floatin’ around ,come from Si Perkins’ place. They jane mine.” | Wouldst thou fashion for thyself a seemly life? Then, do: not fret over what is past and gone; And spite of all thou mayst have left behind Live . each day as if thy life were just begun. —Goethe. ‘* Who Wanted Him. Senator Tillman sees more with his one eye than many do with two; nev- ertheless those who see him cannot time ago he clapped his hands for a time ago he clappedh is hands for a page from the cloakroom and a new one responded. “Tell, Senator Clay,” he said, “that I want to see him in the cloakroom.” The page ran on the errand, stop- ping to ask the head usher where Senator Clay sat. Then he asked: [Who is it that has only one eye?” | The usher thinking it a question of mythology, replied: “Why, Cycipos, | | of course.” | The page delivered his message in | this astounding way: “Senator Cy- | clops wants to see you in the cloak- | room.’ My Auto, ’Tis of Thee. My auto ’tis of thee, short cut to | poverty—of thee I chant. I blew a pile of dough on you two years ago, | and now you refuse to go , or won't or can’t. Through town and country- ; side, you were my joy and pride; a i happy day. I loved thy gaudy hue, | thy nice white tires so new, but now you're down and out for true in every ‘way. To thee, old rattlebox came ma- ny bumps and knocks; for thee I | Erieye. Badly thy top is torn, frayed are thy seats and worn; the whoop- ling cough affects thy horn. I do be- | lieve thy perfume swells the breeze, | while good folks choke and weeze | while we pass by. I paid for thee a | price ’twould buy a mansion twice; now everybody's yelling * ’ 1 won- der why. Thy motor og the grip, | thy spark plug has now the pip, and | woe is thine. I, too, have suffered | chills, ague and kindred ills, endeav- mine. Gone is my bank roll now, no more ’'twould choke a crow, as once before, Yet if I had the mon, so help | Te, honest John—I’d buy a car again wand speed some more. clothes on!” Dr. McClary ar at the Chau- 0. He dr dod £: aging 1 +t tr ought oo I : While other phantom forms, invisible Came forth and mingled ’till the house was full Of many strange uncanny visitors. The doors swung slowly and without the wind Blew softly on the window panes while low But certain sounds came from each window and y The spirits seemed to hold their rev; elry. I felt a shudder and was not alone For there within my room the fanta- sy Approached and stood before with si- lent gaze. Its’ form was face, So pure and pescerdl yet with anx- ious look It gazed upon me till I felt So bold To thus inquire of my fair guest—- Fair visitor! from whence are thou and why Thy quest this night within my pres- ence here? So long it gazed in silence then its beautiful and from a lips Moved slowly and it spoke or seemed to speak. Frail creature, so beloved of God and I, Whose life is small within the course of time, For thee I crossed a great mysterious gulf To gaze upon thee thus alone and mark | They simple course upon the span of life. For years my secret vigils I have kept, And often strove to guide thy steps from ill, ‘For often devious paths led out be- fore, And often grave misfortune waited: thee. ™ some- Thy wayward steps have times gone their way ister, { To ‘shield and keep thee ’till the end] of life : ; And then to help thee o’er the migh- ty gulf Into ‘the beautiful and spirit world. Of this my spirit world I cannot tell Nor mortal man, though he desire, behold The splendors of its bright enchant- ing scenes. The vision passed and then I woke or seemed To waken and my visitor had gone. The room was still and I was all alone. The light burned lower and mused And deeper grew the spell of mystery Until I saw beyond my vanished guest An ever kind, and ruling Providence, In which the angels minister for man Or perchance in the silence of the while I sat night The loved ones, long departed, may return To watch beside the :ouch and minis- ter With such devot:d care and endless love. Howa:d Phillips, Meyersdale, Pa. _- ADMINISTRATOR'S NOTICE Estate of Charlies M. Secrest, late of Larimer Township, Somerset Coun- ty, Pennsylvania, Deceased. The undersigned having been ap- pointed administrator in the Estate of the above named decedent, hereby gives notice to all persons indebted to said estate, to make prompt payment and those having valid claims against the same to present them duly au- thenticated to the undersigned ad- jainistrator at his home in Sand : Patch, Somerset Co., Pa., Saturday, May 29th, 1915, or to his attorney. Jas. B. Landis, Atty. W. H. Cannon. Somerset, Pa. Administrator. TITLED FOR THE DAY ONLY During the past week the Rev. But love hath brought me and I min- : Saint Peter, an efficient prelate of the M. E. C. the Casualty Insura | companied by their { daughters went fis} on Wills Creek. While engaging this gecmpanten by a vho carefully latios of the law er halfs and in | they fish were war intr and Father Mulligan of | Diocese, ac- | REMEMBERED IN SCOTLAND Soldiers of Our Civil War Have Memorial In Edin- burgh Cemetery. 2 0 08.008 080 8080880 TIT Poo Prrrs oro eRe" 2.9.0.9 0.90.8 8 08280008088 8.0 PTT TTP TTTT eo of Edinburgh, the Old Calton, which lies on a spur of the Cal- ton crags, there stands close to the mausoleum that marks the grave of David Hume, philosopher and his- torian, a striking memorial, which, through the exertions of Wallace Bruce, formerly American consul in Edinburgh, was erected in 1893 to the memory of Scotsmen who fell in the American civil war. The memorial is visited by most of the American tour- ists who go to Edinburgh. It con- sists of a statue of Abraham Lincoln and, below it, kneeling with uplifted hands, a life size figure of one of the § one of the oldest burying grounds negro race whose freedom from siav-! erv Lincoln secured. The memorial on a recent Memorial | day was draped with the flags of the United States and Scotland, and over the folds of the stars and stripes and St. Andrew's cross were laid a number of beautiful wreaths, while loose flow- | ers were strewn around the granite | base upon which the figures rest. A | magnificent wreath of arum lilies, lilies of thé valley and evergreens was | placed on the monument by the Unit- | ed States consul at Edinburgh, and an- other tribute was sent by the United States consul at Dunfermline. Miss Margaret Taylor, a woman over eighty years of age, visited the ground and placed on the memorial a small sheaf of flowers in memory of her brother, John Taylor, who, on March 7, 1863, fell in a skirmish at Rappa- hannock. When he left Scotland Tay- lor received a presentation watch from his employer. The watch was found on him after his death and was sent home to his people in Scotland, with a letter which he had written to his sister the day before he fell. “THE FIGHTING M’COOKS.” No Other Family Has a Civil War Reg- ord Like Theirs. I was halted the other day before a 8 ! § splendid. rotunda or tne cia caput building, called the statehouse, in Co- lumbus, O., says Deshler Walgh in the National Monthly. It represented a group Of ten men, every one of them strong in feature. The central figure was that of a man of coiumanding prescuee, past middle ful positions, apparently consi certain plans of battle, were the g nine. The scene itself was a h nook amid rolling ground, and h distance were a farmhouse and gy dence of pastoral life such as ig confronted the soldier who particy ed in the American civil war. This picture was labeled “The Fig ing McCooks.” The leader was Mag Daniel McCook, and the others we his nine sons, every one of whom sel were killed in the struggle, four so subsequently died in service, and i other survived to become a well know1 lawyer of New York. These were of ‘the tribe of Dan.” Another branch was called *‘the tribe of John,” in which there were five members, making a total of fifteen, ev- ery one of whom was a commissioned officer; excepting Charles, of the first tribe, a volunteer private, who de- Michal be the clined a commission in the regular I. Th army and was killed in the first battle realized of Bull Run. God of In all the annals of the war there is - no visil none more amazing, none more pulsat- the col ing with heroism than this record of ing the one family. that of possible To the Unknown Dead. re One of the most touching ceremonies of Memorial day, perhaps the one which is felt most keenly by the sur- viving veterans, is the tributes collect- ed in memory of the unknown dead. There were men who went into battle with their comrades, who fought the good fight and in the thick of the con- flict’ disappeared forever. Some who were captured worked their way back to liberty. Others are lying in unmark- ed graves. And in baring his head to the unknown dead scarcely a soldier is forgetful of some such incident. Men who have tasted battle, who have offered their lives to their coun- try, are better able to reckon the worth of patriotism than those who have en- dured no greater sacrifice than paying taxes. It is these men who feel most pain when they scent a growing spirit of indifference In the traditions of the nation. Such an occasion as Memorial day deserves reverential attention, and by their examples they try to instill reverence and patriotic principles in their children. leaders present ney fro i. They 1 places the ox shaken, whose « hold of ing. W have a How to ten (N God’s people remarkable painting that hung in the friends, bol of to be t SS NS NS NS NS NI NS NS NNSA Try our fine Job work o SPECIA and his clause ° of irre have se visible ror int People, house ¢ $1.25 and $1 .50 Wash Skirts ot thre plan” w Hil. David, seems | 98c 25¢ Hose For Ladies. — Black. White and Tan, Black Shades. oe 10c¢|| Silk Hose of God Ladies’ 25-cent ark