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Editorially Speaking:
THE LIVING FLAME
The hollow and alien sound of hooves on Pennsyl-
The six grey battle horses and the out-
vania Avenue.
rider on the seventh.
The flag-draped casket on the caisson.
The riderless horse with its empty saddle, dancing
feet spurning the pavement, restive under the rein, but
obedient.
The Navy Band—Hail to the Chief—America the
Beautiful . . . The Navy Hymn.
The unending procession of mourners filing past the
bronze casket, high on the catafalque in the vast and -
echoing rotunda of the Capitol, the same catafalque where
Abraham Lincoln had lain in state almost a hundred
years ago.
Dark faces among the grieving multitudes and among
the chosen service men who guarded the casket, North and
South and East and West, at the four points of the com-
pass. h
_ Notables from other countries, heads of State, dele-
gations, arriving at Dulles Airport during the evening
hours of the day before the State Funeral.
Royalty joining the family and the new President
of the United States, the Cabinet, and high officials of
the government on the symbolical walk behind the cais-
son from the White House to St. Matthew’s Cathedral.
The Mass of Requiem.
The procession from St. Matthew's to Arlington
Cemetery, sleek black limousines creeping behind the
caisson.
The Funeral March.
Anxious secret service men guarding the new Presi-
dent.
The Lincoln Memorial at the entrance to the bridge
spanning the Potomac.
The endless procession, reaching back as far as the
eye can see.
Onward Christian Soldiers — And again, the muffled
ms.
The caisson, emerging from the shadows of the build-
ings into eternal sunshine,
The Memorial Bridge, and the grey horses laboring
up the hill to the yawning grave.
Dry leaves scudding before a freshening breeze, in
the bright November sunshine.
The Black Watch, and the wailing bagpipes.
Two colored boys, young and dignified, in the uni-
form of their country, helping six other service men to
carry the coffin from the caisson to its final resting place.
The solemn ceremony.
: Jet planes screaming overhead in formation, salut-
ing their fallen chief. 3
The Irish Guard, saluting and leaving the site of the
grave.
Haille Sellasie, the Lion of Judah, from Ethiopia,
small and somehow pathetic in his bedizened uniform,
dwarfed by General DeGaulle, imperturbable in his Field
Marshall’s cap.
A breathless hush.
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The twenty-one gun salute, echoing over the graves
at Arlington, and over the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier,
where the President of the United,States had placed, so
short a time ago, a wreath in memory.
And over the grave of John Fitzgerald Kennedy.
The firing squad, three short bursts of fire.
Taps.
The flag, held taut above the casket by eight service
men, Folds yt beautiful precision, and passed
eremonially from hand to hand, to be presented f
to the black garbed widow. ip owl lonly
The Navy Hymn — Almighty Father, strong to save.
The eternal flame, kindled by Mrs. Kennedy.
g The decorous departure of visiting dignitaries, for-
eign heads of State, the new President of this Nation, and
two former Presidents. :
The lengthening shadows, throwing into stark relief
the white gravestones of the Nation’s heroic dead.
The little people,” filing past the casket, still not
lowered into the kindly earth.
. A cathedral hush, long light slanting through the
rees.
Dusk, and a newly mounded grave.
The living flame.
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Gary M. Smith, son of Garvin
Lake, has been
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Only
Yesterday
Ten, Twenty and Thirty Years
Ago In The Dallas Post
30 Years Ago
Sports were expected to bring
many visitors to the Back Mountain,
so the Country Club laid plans to
remain open for the winter.
Wilkes-Barre Transit Co. put into
effect a lowered rate between Dal-
las and Public (Square, twenty
cents if bought by strip ticket, 24
cents cash. :
Junior Misson, son of Harley
Misson, Main Street, was injured
when a 22 calibre rifle bullet, ac-
cidentally discharged by a school-
mate, went through his lower jaw.
Dr. Fleming treated him.
Mrs. Mary Woolbert, 73, died at
the home of her daughter Mrs.
Frank Garrahan.
Howard Risley’s grandmother,
Mrs. Josephine Risley, died aged 85
in Sayre.
Pressure was being applied to
Dallas Borough Council to get some
of the money allotted by the Gov-
ernment for Public Works.
The recently organized dramatic
club of St. Therese's was selecting
the cast for a minstrel show.
Adolph Eddinger was the main-
stay of the 109th Artillery polo
team.
20 Years Ago
Rolland Stevens, son of the one-
time owner of the Raub Hotel in
Dallas, became vice-president of
Montgomery Ward, well - known
mail order house with headquarters
in Chicago.
Local schools collected 58,958
pounds of waste paper for the drive,
worth about $225 after deduction
of prizes. The Womans Club spon-
sored area war effort.
Lester Humphrey, 17, president
of Lake Township High School sen-
ior class, lost his life in a hunting
accident in ‘the woods near Loyal-
ville, dying almost instantly when
a gun in the hands of a hunting
companion was accidentally dis-
charged.
‘Mrs. Elizabeth (Staub, 61, Carver-
ton Doad, was buried on Thanks-
giving Day.
‘A three year old Huntsville child
was fatally injured when he fell
from the beam of a barn belonging
to his grandmother, Mrs. Nellie
Sites, in Noxen. Little Howard was
the son of Mr. and Mrs. Roscoe
Harrison.
Heard from in the Outpost: Don
Metzger, England; Alan Kistler,
South Pacific; Al Jones, California;
Walter Meade, Fort Bliss; Mark
Waltick, Colorado; Dean Kocher,
Fort Jackson; Edwards P. Crake,
Walter Reed Hospital; Gilbert Bos-
ton, North Africa; Glenn Kocher,
New York APO; Stacy Schoonover,
Fresno; Lloyd Garinger, Fort Eustis;
Ken Davis, England; William Mal-
kemes, Camp Davis; Tony Yeager,
New York APO; Harold Kittle, Italy;
Bill Johnson, Macon, Ga.; Theo-
dore Davis, Camp Polk.
Married: Mildred Bird to Paul
Taylor.
Died: Mrs. Frances Hunt, 68, Sha-
vertown, died - Thanksgiving Day.
Mrs. Joseph Bertram, 66, Chase, was
buried on Thanksgiving * Day.
Tony Hudak, hunting alone in
the Noxen Mountains, bagged a fine
six-point buck and a red fox.
10 Years Ago
Borough Council held its first
meeting in the new Borough Build-
ing on Main Street.
Famed surgeon, Dr. Leshy suc-
cessfully operated on Mrs. Madeline
Jackson Depkin at Baptist Hosrital,
Roxbury, performing the same sur-
gery that had relieved Anthony
Eden. Mrs. Depkin was progressing
nicely, according to reports of her
family in Beaumont. :
PUC authorized an increase
Dallas Water Campany rates.
The Herbert Atkins home in Dal-
las Township developed a smould-
ering beam under a fireplace. Dallas
firemen excavated and doused ‘the
fire.
LaBar’s was entered, theives tak-
ing oil and two high powered rifles.
Died: Mrs. Anna Kelly, 51, Main
Street, of a heart attack Thanks-
in
giving morning. Mrs. Margaret S.
McClean, Wilkes - Barre, William
Hummell, 82, Loyalville. Asher
Kresge 71 Noxen. George Ama-
shick, 15, Lehman. Harry Bidwell,
66. Nathan Smith, 79, Carverton,
Mrs. Ruth L. Seymour, 55, Fern-
brook.
Married: Dorothy Schooley to
Harry Smith. Regina Weller to
Donald Wesley.
Retired: William Cairl, 88, cus-
todian at Dallas Methodist Church
for many years.
Key Club News
We held a meeting of the Dallas
Senior High School Key Club, Nov-
ember 21. We are very happy to
welcome a new club to the dis-
trict, Lake-Lehman High School.
They have nine charter members
and we wish them the best of luck.
We will hold our annual induc-
tion meeting on December 16, at
which time the following students
will become official members of the
club: Scott Alexander, Daniel Sini-
crope, Lawrence Edwards, John
Butler, Harry Cooper, Steve Kasch-
enbach, Jack Simpson, Paul Cammv-
bell, Bradley Earl, Neil Martin
Kenneth Jones, Ernest Gay, Ray
McClary, Robert Maxwell, Dale
Prynn, David Hess, James Snyder,
Donald Holdredge, Todd Richards.
nic Institute, Worcester, Mass,
Robert Wiley, Russell Williams, and
James Nixon, SNL
THE DALLAS POST, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 5, 1963
By The Oldtimer
,Dr. John Carl Fleming (1884-1952),
a native of Picture Rocks, Pa., came
to Dallas to practice on the sugges-
tion of Theodore Snyder, who was
a cousin of the Doctor's father. He
moved in 1909 into an apartment
in the then new opened offices a-
bove the present Water Campany
offices, across the street from Dr.
Henry M. Laing. The Snyder-Biesel
family occupied the adjoining apart-
ment over the Frantz Store. Mrs.
Lulu Beisel was the daughter of Mr.
and Mrs. Theodore Snyder.
Asa E. Lewis, bachelor principal
of schools, who had formerly lived
on Lake Street with the Barton
Mott family, also moved in, and
lived with the Snyder family in
various locations until his death.
The Doctor became a very close
friend of Mr. Lewis, and both were
friends of Harry W, Croop, then a
teacher in Dallas Schols. Shortly
thereafter, Croop entered medical
school, was graduated and interned
at Wilkes-Barre General Hospital.
He is still practicing in Kingston.
This was in the horse and buggy
days, and the Doctor drove a light
team around the rural area, but
used his automobile when roads per-
mitted. Later, the doctor, the Snyder
family, and Mr. Lewis moved into
the Jesse Albertson house, in front
of the Methodist Church, where the
Doctor had offices for several years.
Subsequently, probably just before
World War I, he purchased the for-
mer Harry Mott residence gnd en-
larged it, in which the family still
resides; adjoining the Library.
The coming of an unmarried 25
year old doctor, created quite a stir
among the unmarried and unat-
tached girls, of whom there were
not very many in town. In 1918 he
married Miriam Harris, daughter of
Rev. and Mrs. H. H. Harris, who
lived between Kunkle and Alder-
son. I knew Miss Harris, very well,
having taught school with her at
Kunkle only a year or two before.
Mrs. Fleming died in 1921, leaving
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a small son, Robert, born in 1919.
The doctor later married Grace Mil-
ler of Wyoming, who still resides
here, a teacher in the Dallas District
schools.
About 1925, Dr. Fleming discon-
tinued general practice, and upon
training, specialized in eye-ear-nose
and throat. He did a little emergen-
cy practice and adviceto former pa-
tients, but made no outside calls.
Since our family was served by Dr.
Laing at the time. I never had much
professional treatment by Dr. Flem-
ing, but was in a few times. He
painted my throat once and I did
not have another sore throat for
at least thirty years.
Dr. Fleming, as far as recalled, nev-
er ran for any public office and was
not active in service clubs and sim-
inlar public activities. He was a
member of Dallas Methodist Church,
talked to young people in his young-
er years, served as trustee, and for
a time sang in the choir with a good
bass voice. He sometimes sahg in
impromptu quartets. He was active
in’ Masonic organizations and was
master of George M. Dallas Lodge.
Of all the Dallas Doctors, Dr.
Fleming was the only oneto leave
descendants, of the same name, still
residing here, Attorney Robert
Fleming is married to! Eleanor
Dungklee, who came from New Eng-
land. Their oldest daughter, Susan,
is a student at Queens College, Char-
lotte, N. C. Other children at home
are: Margaret, Jean, Lucy, John
Carl, Nancy and William, the young-
est, who is three.
~ Dr. Herman C. White, son of
Chester White and. his second wife,
Mrs. Cora Shaver White, was a
half brother of the late Mrs. Grace
Snyder Rustine. He grew up at the
corner of Main and Huntsville
Streets, in the house in which the
daughters of Mrs. Rustine still re-
side with their families. He was
trained in Philadelphia, and always
practiced in that area. He visited
here occasionally.
The Powder Hom,
Antique Shop, To
Three staunch Library Auction
antique fans are opening the area’s
newest antique shop, The Powder
Horn, tomorrow at 90 Main Street,
Dallas, almost opposite the Back
Mountain Memorial Library Annex.
Mrs. Charles Frantz, Mrs. Frank
Parkhurst, and Mrs. A. Harden Coon,
Jr. have had a shop in mind for
some time. Mrs. Parkhurst has had
experience in the line of selling an-
tiqgues, and Mary Frantz is an ex-
pert at doing Early American dec-
orations, one of Mrs. Paul Gross’
prize pupils. x
Area's Newest
Open Tomorrow
The reason for the name The
Powder Horn, is because Mary has
a powder horn. On Monday, she
was painting a sign.
The location is one that is ac-
customed to antiques. Primo Ber-
retini had a shop there for a time,
with a workroom where he refin-
ished furniture beneath, opening
onto a sunken terrace.
#1 The three girls have a direct
Ipipeline to all worthwhile antiques
in the Back Mountain, and have a
host of friends, all primed to buy,
sell, or barber.
Penns Woods
Notebook
With the 1963 small game season
now in full swing, hunters every-
where have taken to their favorite
hunting grounds in hope of bag-
ging ‘their limit.
Hunting is enjoyed by young and
old alike, no matter if it be for
small or big game. In all sports
there are certain risks that must be
taken into consideration. In hunt-
ing, that risk is the hunter himself
in respect to how he can handle a
loaded gun.
' Every year we try tn show hunt-
ers how to make a safe and more
enjoyable sport. One of the easiest
ways to bring safe and sound hunt-
ing about is to follow ten simple
rules which we conservationists be-
lieve could make hunting a safer
sport, the “TEN COMMANDMENTS
OF SHOOTING SAFETY”:
1. Treat every gun with the re-
spect due a loaded gun.
2. Watch that muzzle! Carry your
gun safely; keep safety on until
ready to shoot.
3. Unload guns when not in use,
take down or have actions open;
guns should be carried in cases to
shooting area,
4, Be sure barrel is clear of ob-
structions, and ‘that you have am-
munition only of the proper size |
for the gun you carry.
5. Be sure of target before you
pull: trigger; know identifying fea-
tures of game you hunt. /
6. Never point a gun at anything
you do not want to shoot; avoid all
horseplay.
7. Never climb a tree or fence or
jump a ditch with a loaded gun;
never pull a gun towards you by
the muzzle.
8. Never shoot a bullet at a flat,
hard surface or water; at target
practice be sure your backstop is
adequate.
9. Store guns and ammunition
separately, beyond reach of child-
ren.
10. Avoid alcoholic beverages be-
fore or during hunting.
If you have any questions on
hunting or conservation, send =
post card or letter to PENN'S
WOODS NOTEBOOK, BOX 408,
DALLAS, PA., OR PHONE 674-3529.
We discussed our needy family
projects, the food drive for Thanks-
giving, the Christmas clothing drive
and going to Lake-Lehman on a
goodwill journey to help them get
started. We also formed a new com-
mittee for interclub relations®
On November 11, the Drill Team,
Colorguard, Colorettes, and Key-
ettes marched in a Veteran's Day
Parade at West Pittston. A hayride
was held at Mohawk Riding Aca-
!demy on November 30.
Bigs
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Walter Shutt Buried
At Hanover Green
Walter Shutt, 65, resident of
Bethlehem, but for the past several
months a guest at the home of his
gister, Mrs. Irene Moore in East
Dallas, died ‘Saturday morning at
Nesbitt Hospital where he had been
admitted two weeks earlier. Burial
was at Hanover Green, Rev. Rus-
sell Lawry officiating.
Mrs. Moore welcomed her brother
June 12, when his wife, hospitalized
because of an accident, was no long-
er able to care for him. Mr. Shutt
spent all of the month of July at
Nesbitt, then returned to East Dal-
las until mid-November. Before
coming here, he had been a patient
for several months at St. Luke's
Hospital in Bethlehem.
Daniel BR. DeRemer, 77
Rests At Carverton
Daniel R. DeRemer, 77, Sweet
Valley, who died early Wednesday
morning, November 27 at Nesbitt
Hospital was laid to rest Saturday
afternoon in Carverton Cemetery.
Services were conducted from the
Bronson Funeral Home with Rew.
William Hughes, Sweet Valley offi-
ciating, !
Mr .DeRemer, in failing health
for some time resided in Sweet Val-
ley for the past fifteen years. He
was born in Altoona. son of the
late Penn and Malvina Hubel De-
Remer. He also resided in Dallas
and Wyoming for a number of years.
He had been employed at Glen Al-
den Coal Company and Dale Parry,
Dallas, prior to retirement.
He is survived by his wife, the
former Mabel Emil; children, Wil-
bur, Courtdale; Mrs. George Bed-
ford, Doylestown; William, Foun-
tainsville; Robert, Somerville, N.J.;
Mrs. Daniel Rittenhouse, West Nan-
ticoke; Mrs. Robert Whitney, Mara-
thon, N. Y.; Mrs. Richard Scholl,
Blooming Glen; sisters: Mrs. Mary
Clark, Plymouth; Mrs. Gertrude
Bunn, Trucksville and brother Har-
ry, Rahway, N. J. Also 29 grand-
csildren and 37 great grandchildren.
Tim Besecker Wins
Trip To Florida
James F. Besecker, East Dallas,
winner of one of the top awards
in’ the recent sales contest staged
on an international scale by Mon-
roe Calculating Machine Co., will
start for a bonus trip to Florida
next Wednesday. Accompanying
him will be his wife Georgia.
Jim is manager of the Scranton
office. The couple will go by jet,
and be housed at the Doral Beach
Hotel and Country Club at Miami
Beach. Date of return is December
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Better Leighton Never
by Leighton Scott
SEEN AND HEARD
West Dallas convertible: bearing
in its front license bracket the much
needed answer: ‘Is Bad!”
(Depends on your taste?)
Nice basin of water in the new
bridge on the highway widening
just below Hall’'s in Shavertown.
There, meanwhile, sits the new
drain high and dry in the middle
of the road as rain collects in the
mysterious sinkhole at the side.
It was crazy, I know, but I could
have sworn that I bought a cup of
coffee for a nickel at the Lehman
Odd Fellows Auction Saturday af-
ternoon. {
Don Bulford is looking for a
small motorcycle to use for trailing
and so forth in rough country.
Ought to be somebody who'd like
to get rid of one right about now. I
took mine out mid-day ‘Sunday, and
the air felt like I was splashing my
face with dry ice.
Pennsylvania Game Commission
officers have been putting in a lot
of time cleaning the woods of poach-
ers before deer season opened this
week. That includes staying up for
coffee for company, says Ed Gdosky.
Hearing from the other gide, one
buck and doe out of season near
Loyalville recently told me we got
his last name wrong in the write-
up. ‘I'm not asking for a retrac-
tion,” he added.
First legal deer of the season
was bagged by Reuel Lasher near
Harveys Lake, a reindeer about
five inches tall —bright red with
white horns.
I see by the evening papers where
they must be cutting down on those
cushy state jobs. After the first
snow this weekend, the report went,
“State Highways Department placed
2 men and 54 pieces of equipment
in operation to clear country roads.”
(Officer, I tell you I was run off
the road by 52 snow-plows, run-
ning on free will.)
WHERE RESTRAINT COUNTS
A figure of $547 published as the
average expenditure for educating
one child in the United States in a
report of Dallas School administra-
tion was strongly disputed by D. A.
Waters in this paper some weeks
ago. y
Thus, Dr. Robert. Mellman has
been doing a slow, quiet burn, and
not totally without justification,
since, if he had merely been consul-
ted ahead of time, he could have
cleared the thing up by showing
that not the figure, but only the
source was wrong.
Because the printer of the book
left out a piece of cut-off rule, the
figure, which was standard com-
puted by the Department of Health,
Education and Welfare, looked to
be part of some data submitted by
the Economy League.
The League shrugged when Mr.
Waters asked them if it was their
figure, and said they knew nothing
about it, naturally, although it
seems strange that they would
never have heard of the standard
established by the state govern-
ment for the subject matter of their
specific ‘research. :
In any case, it goes to show that
it doesn’t do any real good to wave
facts and figures around in isolated
instances, because people just do
not have the memory of a computer.
On the whole, I would say that
a certain segment of the public has
been just as obnoxious as they
could be to the Dallas School Ad-
ministration, probably for the sheer
recreation of it. Dr. Mellman has
gone out of his way to avoid re-
sponding publicly to every happy
heart that decides to brighten its
long day by pretending to know
something at his expense
Dallas Counle At
Kennedy Rites
Miss Florence Billings and her
fiance, James Finn both of Dallas,
while guests of Lt. Col. and Mrs.
Harry Lattimer, Washington, D. C.,
unexpectedly were in that city
when President Kenedy was tra-
gically slain.
They witnessed the funeral cor-
tege from the White House to the
Capitol and were close to the strick-
en family as they walked behind
the caisson.
Miss Billings said it was an oc-
casion she would never forget with
the strong atmosphere of sorrow and
respect touching all present. She
never erpects to witness again such
a tribute to any individual.
At Arlington Cemetery, the cou-
ple stood ia hundred yards from
the spot where Mrs. Kennedy and
her family alighted from their car
to approach the grave site.
Although they arose early in the
morning to file past his bier in the
Rotunda, the lines of visitors were
so deep they were unable to reach
the spot where he lay.
Pearl Harbor
Saturday is the anniversary of
Pearl Harbor. Twenty-two years
ago, December 7, Japanese planes
all but destroved the Pacific fleet
based in Honolulu, at the moment
when Japanese envoys were con-
ferring with President Franklin D.
Roosevelt in Washington.
Bombs rained on Pearl Harbor,
and the United States of America
was at war.
Home From Hospital
Sheldon Drake, Lehman, is home
again after many months spent in
Nesbitt Hospital, following
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Too many children these days are being cheated of all the things
that went with an old fashioned kitchen. The fragrance of apple pie
cooling on the trivet; the indescribable smell of yeast dough rising
under a tea towel, swelling to twice its original bulk in a big blue
bowl; the sight and smell of freshly baked rolls tipped to a red-
checked table cloth and wrapped lightly to keep warm for supper.
It wasn’t too long ago ... well, maybe sixty-five years ...
that I sat under the kitchen table and waited for, an apple-skin to
spiral from Mamma’s expert knife, paper thin. The appleskins were
mine, by long established custom. And with the last skin came a
bonus of a slice of apple. Mamma explained that it simply wouldnt
go into the pie' shell already heaped with slices.
She floured the board, tossed a ball of pastry on it lightly, flate’
tened it with the rolling pin, and extended it in all directions until
it was a perfect circle. Then she drew on it with a case-knife a
curving stem, punctuated with swift little dabs of the knife for fern
leaves, and alongside the fern on either side, two more little pairs of
dabs, to let out the steam.
Mamma sifted sugar on the mounded apple slices, sprinkled them
with cinnamon, lifted the piecrust delicately and crimped it into
place with thumb and forefinger.
She started the pie baking in a hot oven, its temperature gauged
by an educated fore-arm, then reduced the heat slightly after the
bottom crust was “set.”
Browned and bubbling with juice, each little vent pouring forth
fragrance, the pie was cooled on a trivet. Mamma always took the
precaution of testing the bottom crust by touching a moistened fore-
finger to the bottom of the pie tin. If this maneuver was followed by
a sharp hiss, Mamma would nod wisely. If there was no hiss, she
would return the pie to the bottom shelf of the oven and step up the
heat for five minutes. (It's the same procedure that women once
used to test the heat of a flatiron before the days of temperature
controlled electric steam irons.)
We always had to wait until it was lukewarm before Papa could
cut the pie into six mathematically exact segments.
And that was PIE. Real pie. The kind of pie that Chautauqua
County farmers used to demand for breakfast. Pie with a fragile
flaky crust that disintegrated at the touch of a fork.
Not the pallid pie that emerges from the freezing cabinet at the
chain store; nor the kind that slips solidly from a cardboard con-
tainer, its crust undismayed by its travels through the bakery, in
and out of the delivery truck, and that final heave onto the store
shelf, along with the sugared doughnuts and the iced cinnamon buns
in their cellophane jackets, untouched by human hands.
the memory as well as the body.
Mamma'’s applie pie was real food . . .food for the soul and for
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REV. FRICK RESPONDS
My Dear:
When we read the Post after your
telephone call yesterday, I noted
that you are moving up your sched-
ule next week so I felt I must get
this to you on Monday. This is
Saturday. Here goes!
The dastardly deed of yesterday
musses my plans, and worst of all,
it takes all the zest out of my
speaking tomorrow night at the Un-
ion Thanksgiving service, 3
Hope the enclosure meets the re-
quirements as to content and length.
I counted and juggled it several
times and I think I got it down to
specifications. If not, the last few
words of Jno, 3:16 could be left
out and a couple of dashes used
instead. If any reader cannot com-
plete the Golden Text of the Bible,
he doesn’t amount to much any- chairman.
way. :
Bob Brewington is improving, but
will never be well.
Remember us to the whole staff.
We read the Post every week to see
how our friends are faring.
Affectionately yours,
C, HT,
Ed. Note: The holiday tabloid
wouldn’t be a true expression of
Back Mountain feelings if it did not
include a Christmas message from
a beloved former clergyman, Rev.
Charles Frick. Before going to Ben-
ton to become the pastor of Benton
Christian Church, he was for many
years pastor at Hunstville Christian
Church. He is now eighty-five years
old and still going strong.
Christmas Party Dec. 11
Bt. Therese’s Altar and Rosary
Society will hold its annua] Christ-
mas party on Wednesday evening
in the church auditorium.
Mrs.
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