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Editorially Speaking:
WAIT AND SEE
By Rev. Charles Gilbert
For weeks you hear someone practicing bits of song.
You mever could guess what it was all about.
Like the way things are. Ome day has fun in it.
Another day is nothing but a question mark. Somebody
finds fault with you, or gives you a raw deal. Some
big international blow-hard defies the Almighty and
everybody else. Nobody dares slap him down. Hoped-for
plans fail to come through. Your house caves in. A good
man you depended on dies suddenly. A plane crashes.
Your world loses its meaning. . . .
Then comes the day for the big concert. Your re-
hearsing singer dashes out, reminds you mot to be late.
It’s a great oratorio you've heard about. Chorus, orches-
tra, organ, soloists, famous conductor. You detect some
parts you've heard being rehearsed. But mow you hear
the whole thing altogether in one piece with something
like eternal meaning, making sense.
Now aren't you glad you didn't judge the oratorio
by the trial and error snatches you heard?
: Someday you will hear and discover you have been
a part of the whole symphony of this thing we call Life.
You'll discover what the great Conductor is driving at.
Meanwhile let's go along with the piecework rehearsals.
If you can believe it will all fit together when the time
comes, that is what some folks call faith.
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MEMORIES
Dear Howard,
I have just read a whole envelope
full
people thought about Maggie Hilde-
brant, one of our old neighbors,
And it set me to thinking that it
has been almost forty years since I
came to Dallas on the stork’s ex-
press, and how things have changed.
One of the first things I can re-
member is visiting at Maggie's and
[ got there to visit by riding piggy
back on ‘Uncle Jim” Hildebrant’s
shoulder, Maggie's house and the
Gordon houses and the old house
where Maizie Cooke lived were the
only places on that end of Norton
Avenue those days. h
As a matter of fact, Norton Aven-
ue was a dirt street and one of the
big events of every summer was to
watch Wes Daddow run the steam
roller to smooth up the street after
the frost had heaved it. The kids
used to like to wave to Wes Dad-
dow and see him grin. He had a
mouthful of gold teeth, and when he
grinned it was just like being in
California on the gold rush.
We used to play baseball in the
old lot where Vitale’s house is now,
and climb the apple trees that were
the remains of an old orchard on
that corner.
And we used to trap skunks
under Maizie Cook’s shop, and when
one got indignant about it the stink
would hang over the town like a
pall. There used to be quite a brisk
fur trade in the block between Nor-
ton and Lehman Avenues, and I col-
lected some of the pelts and some
of the smell.
Not many people knew that one
of the finest fishing holes in the
United States was in that block be-
tween Norton and Lehman Avenues,
too. I wouldn't have known it
except Floyd Harris let me in on the
secret. There used to be a big spring
right in back of the Dallas Post
Building with a spring house over it.
Tom Machell and some of his fish-
ing cronies used to bring their left-
over bait fish and dump them in the
spring for future reference. When
these old fellows went on over
where the fishermen don’t have to
work so hard for their bait, the
chubs in the spring continued to
wait for them, and in the meantime
they seemed to follow the Lord’s
command to be fruitful and multi-
ply. When I found out about them
a fellow could have a pretty decent
Saturday afternoon’s sport sitting in
the cool shade of the spring house
and catching the original stock,
which were lovely fish for a boy to
catch.
A good deal of the stuff that
passed for ordinary fun in those
days is now juvenile delinquency,
and I feel more than a little sorry
for the current crop of tykes. I sup-
pose a lot of the fun we had would
cause arrests, trials, and maybe a
body can be shot at sunrise for
some of it. The old spring is gone.
Toby’s Creek is a sewer, the vacant
lots are all built up,—why, Howard,
if boys were to swim the way we
used to swim in a hole over back
of Brooklyn a lot of housewives
would be most awful surprised!
‘Well, sir; Dallas is a good town to
and once in a while
{| when somebody like Maggie goes, it
| poisoned himself far greater.
pulls the stopper out of a fellow’s
jug of memories and they come
running out. A lot of old neighbors
there loaned me a lot and most of
them are gone Maggie and Mr. Gor-
dan, Maidie Cook, and Ralph Rood,
and Mert Coolbaugh. I'm kind of
glad I grew up there when I did.
The neighbors would probably have
me up in court nowadays. Maggie
use to holler, “Hey, You, cut that
out or I'll put tin ears on you.”
That wasn’t near as bad.
Sincerely,
Joe Fiske
Pastor
Elm Park Methodist Church
Oneonta, N. Y.
BLACK HEART
Dear Editor:
This message is for the cruel and
sadistic person who takes pleasure
in poisoning dogs. To me, and
I'm sure to all decent people, he
is the lowest type of individual to
be found. He obviously does not
like dogs, and that is his privilege.
We all know that they can be
a nuisance at times. (so can peo-
ple). But it is not his privilege to
inflict cruel suffering on a dog, and
to the family he belongs to.
This poisoner causes extreme pain
to the poor dog, but his sadism
does not end there. After long
agonizing hours, the dog has found
relief in welcome death, but the
family he belonged to are the sub-
sequent victims of the murderer.
I would like t4 punish this per-
son by forcing him to stand by and
watch the violent convulsions and
torture his poison has inflicted on
these animals, and the accompany.
ing emotion of those who have to
watch this scene.
I would like him to watch the
faces of three children when you
tell them their beloved pet" has
been poisoned.
I would like him to listen to their
sobbing and their cries of “How
could anyone do such an awful
| thing 2” I would like him to watch
while they dug his grave—and made
a cross—and painted a tombstone.
I would like to know if he feels any
remorse.
It is my belief that this man has
not only poisoned dogs, but he has
And
the pain and unhappiness he has
| brought to the animals, the chil-
| dren, and the owners, are indeed
small in comparison to the punish-
i LL. eS ment he himself will receive from
of: clippings of the nice things
THE DALLAS POST, THURSDAY, MARCH 8, 1962
Harveys Lake comes a very in-
teresting letter. He was born on
the present Orchard Farm and later
lived on Main Street adjoining the
Prince of Peace Church. He writes,
in part:
“I started to school at Dallas and
had for my teacher Suzanna
Wardan, who taught first grade.
One day she brought to the school
a number of pewter plates, about
the size of pie plates, and they
were fastened together in a column
with a hole that went clear
through them all. This is the story
as I remember it.
“These plates were owned by a
family of Wardans who had settled
at what was called Three Cornered
Pond, afterwards known as Tri-
angular Pond, and now called
Nuangola Lake. The Shawnese In-
dians had a trail that went by the
house and was used by the Indians
in going from Wyoming Valley to
the Conyngham Valley and places
farther south. And these Indians
i were unfriendly and often stopped
and were always hungry. One
day Mr. Wardan had gone with
Ox team to Wilkes-Barre and, while
he was away, a band of indians
stopped and Mrs. Wardan with the
children gave them food but noticed
that they were ugly. After a while
in later afternoon they took their
journey on south, but just before
dark, one of the Indian girls in
her early teens came running back
and said to Mrs. Wardan that she
was risking her life to tell Mrs.
be that some of the Wardan’s or
ing to kill them and take their
stock and burn them out soon.
“So when Mr. Wardan returned
after dark and hearing the hews,
they packed their furniture and
kitchen utensils, but these dishes
he buried in the ground near the
house, They took their live stock
and everything that they could and
moved to safety. After some days
Mr. Wardan returned and found
the buildings in ruins, so he dug
up the plates and it would seem
that while the ground was hot that
some Indians with a rod of iron
had pushed it through the. center
of the plates and left them
cemented together with this hole
clear through them all. It might
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SCT ESE ES EIS CSA EOE AE ECS
From Mr. Garfield Jackson at Wardan that the Indians were go-
their descendants know where
these plates are.
“This unusual act of kindness
shown by this Indian girl in giving
warning was contrary to Indian
nature, I have often thought that
this girl was a Christian and had
heard the divine message by the
Moravian Missionaries,” who came
over from Europe between 1700
and 1800 and established head-
quarters at Bethlehem, Penna, and
from there had a chain of missions
reaching up the Susquehanna River
as far as Towanda or farther. On
Main Street in Plymouth, Pa., in
front of a church, there is a bronze
plate in the church wall andi t reads
that near this spot in the year
1742 Count Nicholas Zinzerdorf
preached to the Shawnese Indians.
This leads me to think’ that this
unknown Indian maiden was a
Christian convert.”
Numerous writers in various
colonies write of the traveling bands
of Indians asking for food from the
whites, which is explained as due
to two causes. Among themselves,
Indians were naturally hospitable.
They gave food to travelers, some-
times even to white men, and ex-
pected the same. This was part of
the manner of life under which they
were brought up. Secondly, in
some cases the Indians felt that
they had not received enough for
their lands and they adopted this
practice as a means of making ad-
ditional collections year after year,
sort of collecting on the install-
ment plan.
‘And kindness by Indians to whites
were not unknown either. The
Pilgrims would not have survived
if they had not had help from
Squanto. There are various in-
stances recorded where friendly
Indians informed whites of expected
trouble. Mr. William Brewster, in
his THE PENNSYLVANIA AND
NEW YORK FRONTIER, gives sev-
whites were advised by a friendly
eral. In one of these a group of
Indian or half breed to travel down
the east side of the Susquehanna
as the safest route, but suspected a
trap and took the other side where
they were ambushed.
However, in the Warden case, Mr.
Jackson's idea may be correct.
his own conscience and self image.
He is a small and contemptible man,
and will reap what he has sown.
and he well deserves it.
Mrs. Carlton Davies
SPRING IN ARIZONA
Dear Howard and Myra:
Today is the 50th Anniversary
of the statehood of Arizona.
I intended to write ‘before and
ask you for a bill. I have enjoyed
reading the Dallas news and the
Post has come regularly since the
month I missed.
I seem to be. busy all the time
and never get half the things done
that I want to do. I guess days are
just too short.
I got a darling cat from the
Humane Society. It is a black
and white Chinchilla Angora. It
can’t be pure bred or it woudn't
have been given away but it must
be almost or it wouldn't be so per-
fectly marked. I think I'll enter her
in the Cat Show next year, there her
good points will be classified.
Everybody is out working their
yards since the cold weather is
over. A good many lost plants in
the freeze in January. It was 22 de-
grees one day and very cold three
days in succession, the coldest in
12 years and there was a little
snow, first in 11 years. My bongain-
villa froze but after I replaced
them the frozen ones have new
leaves.
I have set out 17 rose bushes, 6
camellias, 1 azalia, 1 gardenia, jas-
mine, Pyracauttia, Bongauivilla, pas-
sion vines, and a palo verde bush.
Yesterday I set out a miniosa tree
so big I could hardly drag it to the
hole I had dug. I planted a lot of
flower seed all together to see what
will come up and set out sweet
alyssium, carnations and shasta dais-
ies in case my seeds haven’t come
up. Other people are picking sweet
peas but I didn’t sow mine until
December and they are only about
five inches high, My poinsettia blos-
soms are still nice. I took 35 iris
bulbs with me and they all came up.
I have an olive tree and two low
palms, small but they will grow.
I am getting three citrus trees
and I told them I want to pick
fruit before I am too old. The people
who have been here a year have
lovely things. It is such fun to have
the time to work outdoors with-
out feeling I am neglecting my
duties.
Clara wrote that the Ruther-
fords have come out to Scottsdale.
I am afraid they will call when I
am out and I don’t know where
they are staying. I go to Scottsdale |
about once a week. I was so glad
to be home when Ray and Dot
came,
Last week a couple from [South
Montrose spent two days with us
and I am expecting some people
from Dalton in March.
Best wishes to everybody.
Miriam
Commonwealth
Of
! Pennsylvania
RECEIPTS:
Total ..
AUDITORS REPORT
1961
Taxes Collected in Cash During Year «oi
Taxes Collected on Old Duplicates During Year -
Amount Received from County on
Unpaid Taxes or Liens [Filed
Amount Received from Other Sources (A) to (P) Form 905
Jackson Township
Luzerne County
From First Monday in January 1961 to First Monday in January 1962
CASH BALANCE AT BEGINNING OF YEAR: :
Cash in Bank, Securities and Reserves ;
1,232.39
6,932.06
000.00
345.61
9,115.86
$16,393.53
Total
Amount Received from Loans or
Certificates of Indebtedness
300.00
16,693.53
EXPENDITURES:
General Government
© 1,495.95
Protection to Persons and Property
1,516.37
Highways 1,316.17
Miscellaneous 1,272.88
Total 5,601.37
CASH BALANce AT END OF YEAR
RESOURCES:
Cash, Securities and Reserves
Balance of 1961 Duplicate
Due from County on Taxes Returned and Liens Filed
. Value of Township Machinery
Total
2,737,99
2,737.99
2,070.06
407.39
7,685.00
LIABILITIES:
Outstanding Bank Notes and Certificates of Indebtedness
Total
12,900.44
3,706.25
3,706.25
ASSESSED VALUATION OF THE TOWNSHIP:
JULY 10, 194%, P.L. 1481
SIGNED
Real Estate 470,260.00
Per Capita 1,962.00
Total .. 472,222.00
PUBLISHED OR POSTED IN ACCORDANCE
WITH SECTION 547, ACT 567, APPROVED,
Carl Aston
Paul Snyder
Walter Mickno
Only
Yesterday
Ten, Twenty and Thirty Years
Ago In The Dallas Post
IT HAPPENED 30 YEARS AGO:
Peter Culp, sole surviving memb-
er of the Dallas G.A.R. Post, was
observing his ninetieth birthday at
Huntsville. He was present at Gen-
eral Robert E. Lee's surrender. He
was present at the dedication of
Huntsville Christian Church in 1844,
having been carried there as an
infant in his mother’s arms.
Carl Kocher and Ada Bartlett,
both of Alderson, escaped death
when their car ' plunged through
the ice at Harveys Lake.
| James R. Oliver was doing a rush-
ing business, unloading his fifth car-
load of
Year's.
The Dallas Post installed a fast
automobiles since New
facilitate its job-printing work.
C. |S. Hildebrant was elected care-
taker of Wardan Cemetery.
The State of Pennsylvania Game
Commission approved purchase of
26,867 acres in 22 counties for hunt-
ing and game conservation areas.
Senator J. Hamilton Lewis, Illi-
nois Democrat, forecast an alliance
between Japan and Russia, directed
at the United States.
rr HAPPENED 2{) YEARS AGO:
Sugar rationing was still a myst-
ery. Ration books were ready for
distribution. Consumers were to reg-
ister at the school building nearest
their homes.
Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Brickel doused
the blaze rising from a burning
refrigeratir motor. Jim Besecker an-
swered the fire alarm at 1:30 am.
helped get things under control.
An involuntary manslaughter case
against: Richard Williams, 19, was
dismissed. The victim James Stag-
an, Harveys Lake, walked in front of
the Williams’ car December ' 21,
1931.
Borough millage was in danger of
being increased. Rental of four
fireplugs and installation and oper-
ation of highway intersection light-
ing was responsible for increasing
costs.
Laketon girls defeated Dallas girls
for the Back Mountain crown, 20
to 16.
Dallas-Tunkhannock Highway had
the promise of being designated as
a U.S. route, replacing the former
route from Tunkhannock to Wilkes-
Barre by way of Falls, on the far
side of the Susquehanna.
members were tapped for the North-
east District band.
Mrs. Sherman Schooley located
an old issue of “The Child’s Paper,”
published in 1860, which termed
the Japanese: strange but kindly
little people and hoped that open-
ing hitherto closed doors would
result in spreading of the gospel
among 40 million Japanese.
The Duke and Duchess of Wind-
sor were planning a big garden par-
ty in the Bahamas for the aid of
the Red Cross.
Dallas Borough high school team
took top honors in Back Mountain
Basketball League, their third
straight championship.
Residents were advised to get
ready for possible bombing. Safest
place, the basement.
Bucknell was speeding up its com-
mencement program, curtailing act-
ivities.
Married: Iris Kitchen and Garvin
Smith.
Pennsylvania’s production of map-
le sugar was expected to help ease
the expected shortage of cane sug-
ar.
Lonesome soldiers started to flood
Safety-Valve with letters, thanking
the editor for sending them the
home-town paper in camp.
Five local boys, George E. Golden,
David L. Williams, Edward A. Long,
Harry Smith and George Heinbach
joined the awmed forces.
Mrs. Emma Hazeltine died at 90.
Mrs. Byron Sickler died at her home
in Center Moreland.
rr uappenep 1() YEARS aco:
Jackson firemen planned to build
a $30,000 fire house and commun-
ity center at Chase.
Dallas Woman's Club donated a
spinet piano to the Library.
Foxes, dead and alive, sane and
mad, were still reported in the area,
but the worst of the rabies epid-
emic was over,
Dallas-Franklin schools advanced
lunch price from 15 to 20 cents.
Mrs, Harry Haycox and Mrs.
Harry Ohman were co-chairman of
the Red Cross drive.
John Gordon Hadsel, Franklin
Street, was buried ‘in the family
plot at Beaumont.
Married: Claire Marie Bauer to
Adrian DeMarco. Beverly Jones to
Ralph Swan. Frances Layaou to C.
A. Blizzard.
Edward Kent had a column in the
Dallas Post.
Mrs, Elizabeth Loveland, Orchard
Knob Farm, died at 84.
Levi Brown, 84, died at North
Moreland.
A little boy stared, wide-eyed, at
the stars; “Gee, "if heaven is that
beautiful on the bottom, think how
it would be on the other side.”
One of those things that is hard
to figure out is why walls are so
thin when you want to sleep and
so thick when you want to listen.
hamburger ?
automatic press, a Kelly model, to |,
From
Pillar To Post...
by Hix
All night long they came at me in formation battalions of out-
size insects, snapping their jaws, rigidly extending their fore-feet, and
looking over their shoulder as they passed in review.
There is something grisly about the idea of a large insect glar-
ing over its shoulder.
of turning to gloat.
One praying mantis I can accept, after the first shock, with.
reasonable fortitude. Even when a small boy offers a praying:
mantis as a gift, standing back in admiration as it rustles dryly in
my palm, T can summon up sufficient str ength to accept the stranger
in the spirit in which it was offered.
But given my druthers, I druther not make a pet of the
phenomenon. They tell me that a praying mantis will become tame
enough to welcome a bit of hamburger extended toward those
voracious jaws.
After typing out the story of the Boy Scouts who plan to
employ an army of praying mantis to rid their garden of insects,
I went home and cogitated upon the matter.
Suppose wholesale introduction of praying mantis results in
overthrowing the ‘balance of nature? Will we be exchanging small
insects incapable of looking over their shoulders, for whopping big
insects that can stare us down after they have plodded past?
Will the things’ eat Japanese beetles? The
describing the advantages of importing the mantis, state that
the creatures will tackle anything but ants. Ants are too acid.
Cases ‘are on record where a mantis has ‘engulfed a lizard three
times its own size.
I like lizards, especially the blue-tailed skink variety, and |
shudder at the idea of a cerulean blue lizard tail disappearing
inexorably down the gullet of a steadily, swallowing and swelling
praying mantis.
“How ‘do you feel about praying mantis?” I asked Johnny.
Johnny paused thoughtfully as he beat out a couple more
lines in slow motion and hot lead on the linotype machine.
“I step on them,” he said conclusively. “Every once in awhile,
early in the fall, I see one crossing the path, and I get him.”
“It probably i isn’t a him, it’s a her, and she’s on her way to lay a
whole flock of eggs.”
Johnny blenched at the idea.
And now I come to think of it, I'm doing a little blenching of
my own. The pamphlet says blithely that praying mantis will
Sation themselves on the window screen and devour any mosquitoes
or flies.
‘Half a dozen praying mantis in five-inch lengths, parked on a win-
dow screen, would lead the average householder to slam down the
window and embark upon a rare case of the screaming meemies.
And that casual sentence, “The mantis will soon become the
most. conspicuous wild life} in the garden . . .” If that means what
I think it means, I'm against it. Tn spades.’
A praying mantis swallowing a lizard, blown up full screen size
on television, would make a horror picture to end horror pictures.
Years ago, on the movie screen, I saw a picture of a spider battling
it out with a centipede, a thousand times life size, and I still break |
out in a cold perspiration at the recollection.
And there was a cartoon showing a giant insect tracking down
a panic stricken little human being, vainly trying to find refuge
from the armor-plated monster advancing over the brow of the hill.
Come to think of it, .the giant looked a lot like a praying
mantis, fore-legs extended, jaws chomping in anticipation.
Leave us face it. | don’t like bugs. Not any kind of bugs.
And more especially, large bugs with lots of legs, capable of turning
ftheir heads and looking back over their shoulders, as they eat me
out of house and hashes,
pamphlets
Insects should look straight ahead instead
But who wants to support a large insect on i
Eight Lehman Township band,
[100 Years Ago This Week...in
THE CIVIL WAR
( Events exactly 100 years ago this week in the Civil War—told in »
the language and style of today.)
Monitor and Merrimac v
~ Wage Historic Battle
THE U.S. S.
“MONITOR”
NORFOLK, Va. Moreh 9—The world’s first battle between
ironclad ships was fought for a furious six hours near here today,
ending in what appears to be a draw.
Participants were the Monitor of the Federal navy, a 172-footer
carrying two 11-inch guns in revolving turrets; and the Confed-
erate Navy's squat, box-like Virginia, or Merrimac as she is
known to the North.
The Virginia—similar in size to the Monitor, but carrying an
armored gunshed instead of turrets—was built by Confederate
naval architects on the hull of the Union frigate Merrimac, seized
by the rebels after it was Soatiled in Norfolk harbor.
*
Both ships bombarded each other erctisly during the epic
battle, but the armor of each made most of the direct hits bounce
off harmlessly.
Although the MERRIMAC was the first to withdraw, ob-
servers were unable to credit either ship with a clear victory.
Unofficial reports were that casualties on both sides were rela-
tively few—most of them gunners who suffered concussion as
the huge shells splattered on their steel housing with deafening
noise.
TODAY’S BATTLE was 24 hours too late to save the Union
fleet here from a crippling attack by the Merrimac.
Yesterday, the plucky little ship sailed fearlessly into a
nest of men-of-war and handed the Union the worst dh
defeat in its history.
In that one-sided encounter, the Confederate ironclad rammed
and sank the Cumberland, a 24- -gun wooden vessel; set fire to the
50-gun Congress, and severly damaged the 47-gun Minnesota.
The Merrimac took cover in the James river at dusk, and re-
turned this morning to finish off the Minnesota only to be met
by the Monitor, which had steamed in during the night.
* * Tok
LT. J. L. WORDEN, commander of the Monitor, took his ship i
directly alongside the Merrimac. The point-blank firing began
at once. Lt. Worden was among the casualties, being blinded
by a hot that sailed right through the narrow pilot house view-
ing slit
Commanding the Merrimae was Lt. C. R. Jones, who super-
vised her construction. He *ook over only yesterday after Comdr.
Franklin Buchanan was severely wounded in the attack on the
Union vessels. ;
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from National Archives.)
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