The Meyersdale commercial. (Meyersdale, Pa.) 1878-19??, May 27, 1915, Image 2

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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. #&
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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.
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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
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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.
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