MEYERSDALE COMMERCIAL, THURSDAY, MARCH 28, 1929
Page Three
SCHOOL NOTES |
The large signal gong in the High
‘School building was rang twice last
Thursday afternoon, being the signal
for fire drill. In an amazingly short
time all students and teachers were
lined up on the opposite side of the
street, out of harms way. The sys-
tem used in the High School building
is a very good one and everyone
should feel proud of it. In case any
stairway or exit is cut off by fire the
opposite ones are used. The students
being informed which side of building
to use by the number of rings of
gong. Prof. Bowman has had cards
printed and placed in all the rpoms so
that the signals are not mixed. The
cards read like this:
Fire Drill Signals For High Scnool
Building
Two rings of gong—Regular fire
drill. Use. all regular stairways and
exits.
Three rings of gong—Use stair-
ways and” exits ‘next to Brethren
Church only.
Four rings of gong—Use stairways
and exits next to Junior High School
building only.
The Sophomores reported that thcy
are very much pleased with the re-
sults of their benefit Pictur Shows at
the Main Theater last weeR. They
wish to thank everyone who was kind
enough to help them make it a suc-
cess.
Now that the days are getting warm
and sunshiny it is going to be a real
temptation to play truancy or
“hooky” as it is more popularily
known. However, Mr. Glessner has
warned all the students that anyone
caught being out of school without a
legal excuse 'will be more than likely
suspended for a time. This may
seem rather harsh but is almest the
only way that is possible to keep this
evil out of our schools. Parents are
urged to see that their children go to
school when sent.
The six lctter men of our basketbail
team along with Prof. Glessner and
Coach E. H. Stuempfle motored to
Pittsburgh last Friday afternoon fo
see the finals for the state champion-
ship in the P.I.A.A. league. Hazlie-
ton being the winner easily. This is
the second year in succession that
they have won it. The letter men
who went on this trip were “Bobby”
Dull, J. D. Maust, "“Skets” D’Este,
“Bill” Fisher, John Wagaman and
John Boyer.
School will be dismissed Thursday
for the Easter vacation. Good Fri-
day being the only day when schooi
will not be held.
James Darrah, the Rotarian for the
month of March has been confined vo
his home on Salisbury street with -ill-
ness. Everyone hopes James will re-
cover rapidly and soon be back in his
place.
BOSWELL NEWS
Kenneth Arisman, a student at In-
diana State Normal, is spending the
week with his parents here.
Ralph Ickes and family, of Johns-
town, were Sunday visitors at the
home of his brother, C. S. Ickes and
family.
Harry Murdock, of Johnstown, was
a business caller here, Monday.
E. C. Arisman. and family motored
to Indiana, Pa., Saturday.
Rev. J. E. Gindlesperger, of Berlin,
was visiting relatives and * friends
here last week.
H. G. Smith and family were Sun-
day visitors to Johnstown.
J. L. Brant and family spent Sun-
day at his parental home near Frie-
dens.
Harvey Landis and family visited
relatives and friends at Meyersdaie,
Sunday. :
Eber Cockley and family visited re-
latives and friends at Meyersdale,
Saturday evening and Sunday.
Elza Cable was a business caller to
Somerset, Thursday.
Ferd Sann was a recent business
caller in Somerset. .
John W. Griffith, of Somerset,
transacted business herg, Monday.
P. W. Woy, of Acosta, was a busi-
ness caller here, Saturday.
E. H. Shaulis and family were Sat-
urday callers in Somerset.
April 26th has been announced as
the date for the annual banquet of
Boswell Lodge No. 1172 1. O. O. F., io
be held at the White Star Hotel.
N. B. Greene, of Somerset, was a
business caller here, Saturday.
G. C. Bixel and family were Satur-
day evening callers in Somerset.
M. J. Mosgrave, of Somerse!, was
a business caller here, Monday,
Homer Zufall, of Somerset, was
calling on Boswell friends, Monday.
A. W. Zimmerman, of Ralphton,
was a Monday evening caller in Bos-
well. - .
Henry Friendline, of Jennerstown,
was a business caller here, Saturday.
WEST SALISBURY
Mr. Charles Beal attended his uncle’s
funeral, Friday, the 22nd, Cyrus M.
Bittner.
Mr. John Hause ds ill at this writ-
ing.
Mrs. M. P. Bowman and Mrs. Char-
les Beal were callers at Mr. and Mrs.
William Alexander’s.
Mr. Earl Beal was sick for a few
days.
Miss Elizabeth Hause is employed
by Mrs. Glotfelty.
Mr. Clarence Patton was confined to
his bed for a few days with chicken
pox.
evening. The evening
playing cards.
Miss Leona Corbitt entertained her
Sunday School class on the 19th.
Those who were present were: Leona
Jones, Ida Belle May, Isa Belle and
Ethel Mae Diehl, Garnetta Showalter,
Mary Patton, Neoma Everin, Jean Mec-
Murdo. ~The evening was spent by
rehearsing a Sunday School play. At
the close of the evening dainty re-
freshments were served.
Mrs. Fay Harris spent Sunday with
her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Milton
Bodes of St. Paul.
Miss Ellen Rodamer who was con-
fined to her bed for some time was a
dinner guest of her brother and sis-
ter-in-law, Mr. and Mrs. John Roda-
mer.
Mr. Walter Murry of Jerome visit-
ed his sister, Mrs. Dury Harris.
Mr. Clarence Patton was a guest of
Andrew Able Sunday.
Mr. Earl Bodes spent Sunday even-
ing with Miss Mildred Beal.
Mrs. Earl Ringler was a caller at
Mrs. John Camp’s Sunday evening.
Mr. Sam Harding was a visitor at
Mr. LeRoy Engle’s.
Mr. and Mrs. Charles Beal spent
was spent
Sunday evening with Mr. and Mrs. M..
P. Bowman. :
Mrs. Anna Harding was a caller at
Murs. Beynon’s.
Mr. and Mrs. Robert Jones spent
Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. G. P.
James. : :
Mr. and Mrs. Charles Beal were
callers at Mr. and Mrs. Dill Ringler’s
and Mr. and Mrs. Joe Wagner’s.
Mr. and Mrs. Perry Harris, was a
caller at Mrs. William Harding’s.
Miss Ida Belle May was a caller of
Miss Mildred Beal Sunday evening.
ST. PAUL ITEMS
St. Paul is again accessable to cars
other than Fords. This has been
made possible by the Elk Lick Town-
ship gasoline ‘road scraper operated
by Harry Rhoden. The scraper or
grader has been used with excellent
results on the road leading to our
town from the hard surfaced road at
West Salisbury. Due to this fact
traffic has been heavy during the past
week.
Due to the beautiful day, Sunday,
March 24, with its Splendid atmos-
pheric conditions a number of our
young folks contemplated a trip
around the world or around in the
world, namely: Misses Ruth Bodes,
Anna Bodes, Helen Bodes and Alta
Denicker and there may have been
others too numerous to mention. The
trip, or at least part of it was made
on foot. Before the journey was en-
tirely completed their friend, Markle
Maust, happened along -with his mo-
tor car and brought them all back
safely to their starting point—all of
them having enjoyed a splendid health
giving outing.
George Sipple of McKeesport was
spending a short time visiting his
step-mother, Mrs. Amy Sipple, and
others, here over Sunday, and return-
ing again to his work in McKeesport
on Monday.
Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Caine of
Norfolk, Va., accompanied by their
young daughter, spent Tuesday night
at the home of Mr. and Mrs. H. G.
Lepley. Mrs. Caine is a sister to Mrs.
Lepley. They left on Wednesday
morning for Dixon, Missouri, the
home town of Mr. Caine’s parents.
, ‘Mrs. Annie Reed of McKeesport has
been here for some time assisting in
ciring for her mother, Mrs. Alex
Speicher, who is setiously ill.
Mrs. Mamie Sechler, who had been
under treatment at the Hazel McGil-
very hospital in Meyersdale and has
returned to her home, is slowly im-
proving, and we hope her health will
again become normal before long.
Miss Katie Petersheim, who recent-
ly returned to her home from near
Norfolk, Va., while cranking a gaso-
line engine sustained fractures of
both bones of her right-arm.
Mrs. Webster Brant spent the week
end at the home of her parents, Mr.
and Mrs. John Zimmerman. Mr. Zim-
merman who is suffering from dropsy,
again had a relapse, but is reported
better at this time.
Mr. and Mrs. George Beals were
visitors at the home of Mr. and Mrs.
Josiah Long on Sunday.
The report in last week’s issue of
the amount of maple syrup boiled by
Milton Bodes was rather erroneous.
It is nearer correct now to say that
Mr. Bodes has produced 300 gallons
of syrup rather than 1000 gallons as
previously reported. Mr. Bodes is no
doubt sorry that the report was not
true.
Mr. and Mrs. Eber Cockley and
daughter from Boswell, Mrs. Margar-
et Rodamer and children, Harry and
Maxine, from Springs were Sunday
visitors at the home of Mrs. Cockley’s
parents, Mr. and Mrs. H. ‘G. 'Lepley.
Mr. and Mrs. Clyde McClintock and
children of Berlin, spent Sunday at
the home of his parents, Mr. and Mrs.
W. H. McClintock.
Bertha Kinsinger and Dorothy Opel
of Mountain View, and Mrs. Lawrence
Kinsinger were Sunday callers at the
home of Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Sechler.
Misses Pearl Hay and Mary Horch-
ler were supper guests at the home
of Mrs. Amy Sipple on Wednesday
evening.
Mrs. K. H. Beck accompanied by
two of her children, Mae and Herbert,
left last Monday to attend a meeting
of St. Paul’s Classis at Sharpsville,
Pa., where she gave an address. She
also spent some time visiting at the
home of her sister, Mrs. Lloyd Sny-
der at Sharon, Pa., returning to her
Mr. and Mrs. Chas. Beal were call-
ers at M. P. Bowman’s Wednesday |
home on Friday evening.
Miss Rebecca Messimer of Sun-
berry, Pa., was visiting at the home
of Rev. and Mrs. K. H. Beck on Mon-
day of this week. Miss Messimer was
principal of the girls school at Shen-
chow, China, where the Beck’s were
located and were associated together
in the work there. She was teaching
in China since 1910 but was called
home with ether missionaries because
of the revolution.
SIPPLEVILLE
Mr. and Mrs. Edison Landis and
daughter of Johnstown spent- Sunday
with Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Landis.
The box social that the Sand Spring
school held on the 22nd was a success
as they netted $18 over their expense.
The weather was bad but they had a
full house. : :
Mr. Frank Brown was a Sunday
caller on Mr. and Mrs. L. A. Smith.
This is the first news for two weeks
on account of the reporter being
away. . x
Mr. Clarence Sipple was a Sunday
caller on Mr. John Diveley. .
Mrs. Ezra Sipple spent Sunday with
Mr. and ‘Mrs. R. H. Moser.
FARM CALENDAR
Improve Stand of Timber—When
timber is young, a poor tree cut will
allow a good tree to replace it. A
good tree saved is a piece of timber
for future cutting. Nature grows
both good and poor trees, and the fin-
al crop will be composed of both
kinds unless the poor ones are remov-
Health Demands Cleanliness—
Thoroughly cleaned and disinfected
brooder houses are necessaary if
healthy stock is to be grown. If a
rotation system of ranges is followed,
do all cleaning before the houses are
moved.
Provide Spring Tonic—Asparagus
is the earliest green vegetable pro-
duced. It is a splendid spring tonic
and should be grown in every home
garden. For a small family, 50 roots
are sufficient; for a larger family
plant 100 roots.
Good Hay Valuable—Roughages are
usually the cheapest part of the
dairy ration, but their value is very
largely dependent on quality. Early
cut, well-cured hay is vastly better
than overnipe, poorly cured hay. The
proper grain mixture is determined
by quality as well as kind of hay and
other roughages, say State College
dairy specialists.
Plant Reliable Seed—Only reliable
sources of seed potatoes are dependa-
ble. Growers should demand disease-
free stock for their spring planting.
Set Fresh Turkey Eggs—Set 175
turkey eggs at one time if 125 young
turkeys are desired. Usually a 70
percent hatch can be expected. About
25 hens will lay the required number
of eggs for such a setting in 10 days,
and the eggs should be set at the end
of that period.
Ton Litters Profitable—Ton litter
methods grow hogs for market when
prices of pork are most profitable.
Ground For
Complaint
We may view with alarm the grow-
ing number of unsuccessful mar-
riages. We may be amazed or amus-
ed when divorces are sought for such
reasons as a wife’s trumping her hus-
band’s ace across the bridge table, or
a mother-in-law’s fondness for cats.
But few will criticize the Wisconsin
judge who granted a woman a di-
vorce because her husband took only
one bath a year.
The great Saturday hight tradition
has become a daily occurrence in 50
‘many homes, what with the low cost
of soap and water and the use of
modern plumbing, that no excuse is
left for turning it into an annual fes-
tival like Christmas or the Fourth of
July. Long practice has convinced
most of us—if not this particuiar
husband—that far from being fatal,
a frequent hath is a comfortable and
pleasant habit.
We are ready to wager that it was
a different matter in his courting
days. No doubt he used to “slick up”
and put on a clean shirt when he
went to call on his. sweetheart, but.
twelve years of matrimony had evi-
dently not made neatness a perma-
nent custom. Unlike beauty, it was
not even skin deep. It appears that
there was, to put it mildly, sufficient
ground for complaint.
We are not prejudiced in this mat-
ter. When the roles are reversed the
slovenly wife has no defense, either.
And her carelessness is more likely
to color the condition of the house-
hold and the habits of the children.
It’s the little things that make for
harmony or friction in domestic life.
Along with a sense of humor and in-
terests held in common, an apprecia-
tion of soap and water does help peo-
ple to get along smoothly together.
Mrs. Newbride—So this is one of
those wonderful 10-cent stores! I've
never been in one before.
Manager—Yes, we're very proud of
our stores. Is there anything you
would like ?
Mrs. Newbride—I'm looking for an
slectric refrigeravor and I would be
glad to see what you have to offer.
—The Pathfinder.
The old fashioned woman who used
to brag about her light biscuits has a
daughter who takes great pride in
her light feet.
Easter Day
at Dawn in
California
Have you ever been in California
at Easter time? At Easter time,
when the poppies begin to flash their
brilliant yellow across the uplands
and foothills? When the orange
groves waft their perfumes into the
face of snow-capped Baldy? If you
haven't been so fortunate, you
mustn't miss this sight before you
leave for the heavenly places. And
if you have, you will recall the thrilt
of the early hour on the road out
toward Rubidoux, cross-crowned or
down along the Santa Monica pali-
sades, out Hollywood way, or In the
Rose Bowl, walled in by the hills of
God—-the hour before the East “grows
gold and overflows the world.” Just
to join the throngs afoot or in auto-
mobiles is to get. the thrill of ex-
pectancy that comes from the bor-
ders of the unknown, a writer in the
Los Angeles Times asserts.
Everywhere spring is on the earth.
Back yonder, from whence many of
us came, the snow is still lying in
the little gullies along the hills, or
under the trees where the sun is
shut out. The trees are burgeoning
everywhere; the wild geese fly north,
and the birds are busy about their
nesting. It’s apple-blossom time yon-
der, and orange-blossom time here.
Yonder the farmer trudges in his
furrow, here he rides his tractor;
the smell of fresh-turned earth is in
our nostrils; spring has returned once
more. And the God of the Outdoors
is again touching up the colors of
the earth.
Wait for Word of Hope.
We may not read the secrets of
the hearts of men even by studying
their faces. Sometimes, yes; for in
a sense the face is the playground of
the soul, and often a light shines
through the thin folds of the fleshy
vesture. But oftener, no. Yet we
may be sure that many a heart is
anxiously trudging towards the hor-
izon, facing the frontier of eternity
this Easter-tide; looking up out of
some fresh sorrow, turning from
some fearful bereavement, hoping for
comfort and expecting light. These
multitudes are out on the trails this
Easter day to catch some token of
life’s meaning, to hear some word of
hope, -to feel some impulse that will
justify their tremulous expectancy.
Day dawns like thunder, they tell
us in Mandalay, but in California the
sunrise is 4 sunburst, and beats upon
our senses like drums, as does the
meadowlark with its buoyant song.
Man has never felt quite at home in
the earth: “The day comes in upon
wings of mystery, and sometimes de-
parts with a glory that makes the
heart ache, we know not why. The
mountains are sactaments of power
beyond our understanding . . . the
stars are lamps that light an end-
less pathway.”
Paradise Always Upheld.
Yet, gfor all this sense of mystery
and wonder, man is a blithe pilgrim
and goes on stout-heartedly through
aster Sun
. (An Old Irish Legend.)
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FARA IIIA IRIRAR IERIE >
Oh! Well do we remember
The pretty story told!
How Easter’s sun, in splendor,
When night was backward rolled,
Would dance with joy and gladness
At its rising, to proclaim
Christ’s triumph over darkness,
And lost heaven to reclaim.
With what eager expectation
We look for that bright day!
With what holy exultation
Night and morning did we prar
That good children He might make us,
That God’s will on earth be done,
And while angels viled the chorus
We might dance like Easter’s sun.
Light was our sleep the night before,
No need for mother’s call,
No rapping on the bedroom door
To awake us one and all,
Through sleep our dreams were all on high
And when that sleep was done,
With joy we scanned the eastern sky
To see the dancing sun.
O. holy, sweet delusion,
So inspiring and so mild,
So fit as a conclusion
Te the rapture of a child,
To fill his heart with feelings
‘Holy, tender, pure and bright,
That in all his earthly dealings
He may dance in heaven’s sight.
the fogs and shadows, picking his
course carefully along the precipices
of life and among the graves new-
made from dawn to dawn, feeling the
sense of a Friendly Presence in all
the awe-inspiring wildness of the
land. And in his heart beats the in-
stinet for the horizon and for adven-
ture. He refuses to be. intimidated.
or to believe that life ends in eclipse.
He has never passed this way before;
the road is full of surprises and
strangeness and often the trail fis
broken and steep, but he is sure that
when he turns the next shoulder of
the mountain, or the next, or the
next, he will find Paradise stretching
before him in all its glory.
He is going “west,” and he has been
a long time traveling, and the road
has taken him across more than one
riverford, over more than one desert
stretch, beyond one frontier after an-
other; but this Easter day his fellow-
pilgrims, their laughter and their talk,
and the spirit of the day, make. his
heart fairly burst with hope.
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CAREY
Symbolical of New Day.
That young Roman, Mark, the
scholar, years after the first memor-
able Easter day in Jcrusalem, look-
ing back, recalled that it was just
at _he hour of sun-up, as day began
to dawn, that he and his friends first
went to the sepulcher of Jesus. The
farther that fact receded into the
past, the more it seemed to him
symbolical—the rising of the sun, a
token tv him of the new day that
dawned then for humanity.
In Russia, on Easter day, the
moujiks greet each other with a holy
kiss, and jubilantly proclaim, “Christ
is risen today!”
Faust heard the bells ringing or
Easter morning, and the will to live
arose in his heart once more. That is
the ministry of Easter day.
Easter’s Message the
Antithesis of Death
Perhaps a crucifixion, a destroying
of some hopes is necessary, in order
that Easter may be indeed a reality.
There was a world of meaning in the
statement “and ye now therefore have
sorrow !”
* To how many sad-eyed mourners
will this Easter bring comfort and
hope! To how many broken-hearted
travelers along the way of life should
it speak of a new, higher, better day,
just about to break, as certain to
break, as spring to follow winter, to
the man who hopes and dares, and
“keeps a stiff upper lip.” So long as
life lasts the brave man is never beat-
en. Life means effort. Without that,
it is really death in life, an anomalous
thing. Even though seemingly unsuec-
cessful, effort is well repaid to a man’s
own soul, for success wears
forms, and sometimes comes disguised
as failure.
Easter is the encouragement of ef-
fort, of courage, of daring, of hope,
because it is the antithesis of death.
The only death now worth fearing, is
the passing of honor, of faith, of the
joy of doing, of the blessedness of
feeling the glory of life.
MAY REPRODUCE
RADIO COOK BOOK
Recipes May Be Reprinted
in Braille for Blind.
{Prepared by the United States Department
of Agriculture.)
Radio casts a ray of light into the
lives of the blind. Among the most
enthusiastic radio listeners are the
persons for whom the light has failed
and who must depend upon touch and
sound to “see” the world in which
they live.
Now radio is teaming up with
Braille, the special form of printing
for the blind, just as radio and the
usual sort of printing have gone to-
gether in educational programs for
persons of normal vision.
“Aunt Sammy’s Radio Recipes,” a
cook book issued by the radio service
and the bureau of home economics of
the United States Department of Ag-
riculture, will be reprinted in Braille
if the wishes of blind women listeners
are followed.
“A group of blind women from dif-
+ ferent parts of Michigan who recently
met at the biennial convention of the
Michigan Association for the Blind,
have asked to have ‘Aunt Sammy’s
Radio Recipes’ reproduced in Braille,”
Charles F. F. Campbell, director of the
Detroit League for the Handicapped,
has written the Department of Agri-
culture.
The league, which has a small fund
for reproducing in “Braille reading
matter for the blind, is considering
the publication of the radio cook book
in special Braille edition for the blind
readers. Some 185,000 copies of “Aunt
Sammy’s Radio Recipes” have been
distributed to listeners of stations
broadcasting the department feature
for home makers—the “Housekeepers’
Chat,” a daily program supplied to
some 100 co-operating stations.
Spinach Timbales With
Vegetables for Supper
Timbales made with vegetables are
suitable for a summer lunch or supper.
Like ail custard mixtures, timbales
should be baked at low temperature.
These directions for spinach timbales
are from the bureau of home economics.
4 eggs
1 cup milk
1 cup finely %
chopped cooked
spinach
Hard-cook two of the eggs and chop
fine. Beat the other two eggs, add the
milk, cooked spinach, chopped hard-
cooked eggs, melted butter, salt, and
pepper to taste. Pour the mixture into
greased custard cups and cook in a
pan surrounded by water in a medium
oven for 25 to 30 minutes. When set
in the center, remove, and serve hot.
1 tablespoon melted
butter
teaspoon salt
Dash of pepper
Hot Food in Summer
Few people are so foolish ag to wear
heavy clothing when the mercury
mounts and mounts, but many eat food
during hot weather which is just as
out of place and inconsistent as would
be furs and woolens for this season,
says the Farm Journal
meals with the changing
About the same amount of food is
needed in summer as in winter, but
it is better to serve less meat and
more milk, cheese and during
this period. Plenty of vegetables are
not only tempting when appetites
lag, but healthful as well.
eggs
The fellow who almost got appoint- |
ed to office now knows how the fisher-
man feels after the best one got
away.
many
Vary the,
weather. -
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Janet Reached
a Decision
By CORONA REMINGTON
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(Copyright.)
T LAST Janet Conrad came to a
decision. With a sigh of relief
she jumped up and started dressing.
Only fifteen minutes in which to takes
ber bath, put on her war paint and
don the new dress she had hurriedly
bought on her way home from the
office, i
She did not whistle as she usually
did while she splashed around in the
tub—instead there was a little frown
between her finely penciled brows and
her ordinarily sunny face was clouded
with thought.
“No, sir,” she told herself, “no love
in a cot for me. Jack Benton's a
darling, but nothing can take the
place of my freedom and my hundred
and twenty per. As soon as he rings
I'll go down and tell him ‘no,’ then
he'll go away ‘and it will all be over
and I'll have escaped the noose and
the kitchen sink ence more. These
millionaires that come around offering
their heart and their bank account to
little stenographers simply—ain't—ex-
cept in ‘movies’ and novels!”
She thought back over the telegram
she had received that morning.
“Reach town via Chevrolet late this
afternoon stop May I see you seven
o'clock stop Something important to
tell you, Jack.”
She knew what the something im-
portant meant and at last she had
reached her decision. She was glad,
too, for Jack's frequent visits had
caused her anxiety. She had always
looked forward to them and at the
same time she had dreaded them. He
was so irresistibly boyish in his man-
ner and so flatteringly infatuated that
she had always felt the danger. If
he had proposed to her without hav-
ing given her the chance to reflect and
think it over she would have probably
fallen for him on the spot, but this
way—thank goodness he had warned
her. Now she had herself well in
hand and it would be easy to resist
his pleading. She wondered how he
would take it. Of course, he would
probably feel pretty well cut up at
first, but that was natural. Nobody
liked getting turned down. It must
be a horrid feeling. She was glad
that she wasn’t a man; no one would
ever get the chance to turn her down.
Poor old Jack. She would be as gen-
tle and considerate as possible.
Her thoughts ran along as she got
into the little pink dress. It was al-
luring and feminine and accentuated
her dark hair and eyes.
When Jack saw her a few minutes
later he gasped involuntarily, but
much to her chagrin he did not pro-
pose. And you simply can’t say “no”
to a man who has not said “will you?”
He merely remarked after greetings
were over:
“Say, I know a road by the river.
I've always wanted to explore it.
Shall we take a little spin in the car?”
Janet was slightly irritated. How-
ever, there was nothing she could do
but consent to the ride, so they got
into the little waiting car and were
soon hurrying along the highway. The
river road was several miles out of
town and by the time they reached it
dusk had crept off into the woods and
had given the world over to the moon.
Jack slowed down his pace ‘and they
moved quietly along the sandy road.
Janet had no idea how long they had
been driving when Jack stopped the
car.
“Now It's coming,” she thought with
a little shiver. “He’s going to pro-
pose right here and now. What shall
I say? Goodness, I wish it were over.”
But he did nothing of the sort. He
said nothing, not a word. He simply
took her in his arms and she felt his
gentle kisses on her hair. She was
hypnotized. She could not resist or
utter a word. There was something
electrica!, magnetic about his touch
and her mind whirled around in a
chaos of thought. “If only he hadn’t
brought me here. Thank goodness, he
brought me here.”
After awhile he spoke.
tough sledding at first,
we'll get along.”
“Who cares about tough sledding
as long as we're together!”
She heard herself saying the words,
but still she cculd not believe her own
ears. Then this new Janet said some-
thing else with a little lilting laugh:
“Jack, I was beginning to be so afraid
vou wouldn't propose. You took so
long to get to it.”
As a matter of fact he never did
actually get to it, but neither one real-
ized it and just at that second the
old dead Janet raised up her head
for a last laugh as she chanted de-
risively: “Little trick nature plays
on all of us.”
But her "words were entirely
drowned by the voice of Cupid sing-
ing. “There is no joy that can touch
the joy I give. Sorrow and self-sac-
rifice may come with it, too, but he
has not really lived who has not
loved.”
2.0.9.9.9,9.90.0.9.9
“It
honey,
be
but
United States Backward
This country is the only maritime
nation of importance that has not a
law fixing the load line of a vessel,
but permits its ships to go to sea with
no federal precautions as to the
depths to which they may load. Amer-
ican shipping interests are dependent
on foreign rules and regulations for
the fixing of load lines for their ves-
sels and must make use of such regu-
lations if they are to avoid penalties
and costly delays in the ports of na-
tions which have recognized .by thelr
laws the importance of this safeguard
to life and property.
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Probate Wills
The will of Joseph S. Boyer, late of
Stonycreek Township, was probated
last Saturday. He bequeathed his
estate, real, personal and mixed, to
his wife, Mary J. Boyer, who is also
appointed executrix. The will was
dated January 17, 1918, and witnessed
by William Boyer and J. A. Lowry.
The will of Joseph J. Jones, late of
Somerset Township, was probated on
Wednesday. He bequeathed his sew-
ing machine to his sister, Mrs. Ste-
vens; $5 to his step-daughter, Grace
Jones; all his real estate in Somerset
Township he bequeathed to his son,
Ephraim C. Jones. The residue of his
estate he bequeathed in equal shares
among his children. Ephraim C. Jones
is appointed executor. The will was
dated Marg¢h 13, 1929, and witnessed by
R. E. Meyers and Mary M. Umberger.
The will of Samuel Forry Picking,
late of Somemset Borough, was probated
on Monday. He bequeathed his half-
interest in the homestead at 129 East
Patriot street to his sisters, Lucy and
Grace Picking. He bequeathed all his
personal property to his two sisters,
Lucy and Grace Picking, and they are
also appointed his administratrixes with-
out bond. The Somerset Trust Com-
pany is appointed executor. The will
was dated July 1, 1928 and witnessed by
Robert S. Scull and Joseph Levy.
The will of Matilda Kline, late of
Somerset Borough, was probated last
Friday. She bequeathed her estate,
real, personal and mixed, in equal
shares among her two children, Calvin
Kline, of: Brooklyn, N. Y. and Mrs.
Flora Friedline, of Somerset, and the
share of Gabriel Kline, late of Johns-
town, to his heirs. Her daughter, Mrs.
Flora Friedline, is appointed executrix.
The will was dated November 16, 1923,
and witnessed by Ellen M. Bittner and
Annie L. Snyder.
The will of John S. Trimpey, late of
Upper Turkeyfoot Township, was pro-
bated last Friday. He directed that the
sum of $2,500 be placed on interest and
the same paid semi-annually to his
widow, Isabell Trimpey, and at her
death the principal sum shall be divid-
ed among his heirs: Sarah Catherine
Cunningham, or her children; Mary
Columbia Sechler, or her children; Al-
mira Gerhard; William Henry Trimpey,
or his children; Etta Phillippi; » John
Westley Trimpey; Ephraim Trimpey;
Ella Roberst; Ida Kreger, or her chil-
dren; George Alva Trimpey and Minta
Alice Trimpey, his step-daughter, share
and share alike. He bequeathed his
home containing 21 acres of land, and
all the remainder of his personal prop-
erty to his widow, Isabell Trimpey. John
Westley Trimpey and W. L. Mills are
appointed executors. The will was dated
July 18, 1924, and witnessed by Oran
Gerhard and Jacob Mills
SOMERSET LADDIES
EXTINGUISH BLAZE
The Somerset Volunteer Fire Com-
pany probably prevented a serious
forest fire about 5 o'clock Monday
evening, when the fire laddies were
called to the residence of William
Caldwell, about one mile and a half
southeast of Somerset, in the vicinity
of the Somerset Country Club. A
small brush fire got beyond control
and spread over the field adjoining
the woods.
Two fire trucks with modern equip-
ment, under the supervision of As-
sistant Fire Chief Richard Pile and
A. L. Cage, were rushed to the scene
of the blaze, which had already burn-
ed over three acres of brush. There
being no water available, four chem-
ical tanks containing about 208 gal-
lons of chemical were used and the
blaze extinguished before it reached
the neighborhood woods. No damage
was done to the Caldwell dwelling.
HEAR PETITION FOR
MILLAGE INCREASE
Many Taxpayers of Milford Township
Before Somerset Court im Opposition
A hearing on the petition for an in-
crease of millage in Milford Township
for road purposes was held before
Judge John A. Berkey in the Court-
house Saturday morning. No decision
on the matter was made by the court at
this time.
There was a large representation of
township taxpayers present at the hear.
ing and following the hearing before
the court they adjourned to the assem-
bly room of the courthouse, where they
held a mass meeting. The majority of
the taxpayers are opposed to an in-
crease of the millage and heated dis-
cussions marked the mass meeting.
The taxpayers will hold another mass
meeting at the Courthouse at 2 o’clock
next Thursday afternoon.
Hinky—What makes
Scotchmen humorous,
Dinky—You see, it’s a gift.
—The Pathfinder.
SO many
“Your honor,” said the counsel
“this man’s insanity takes the form
of belief that everyone wants to rob
him. He won’t even allow me, his
counsel, to approach him.”
“Maybe,” said the court, in a judi-
cial whisper, “he’s not so crazy after
all.”
—The Pathfinder.
Beggar—Mister, I ain’t had nothin’
to eat for two days.
Gentleman—You told me that very
same story a week ago. s
Beggar—Oh! Then - surely, sir,
you'll help a poor man what ain’t
had nothin’ to eat for nine days?
—The Pathfinder.