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Published Every Thursday Morning by J. FRANK BUCH. OFFICE—No. 9 S. Broad street, Lititz, Lancaster County, Pa. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION.—For one year $1.00, if paid in advance, and $1.25 if payment be delayed to the end of year. For six months, 50 cents, and for three months, 30 cents, strictly in advance. failure to notify a discontinuance at the end of the term subscribed for, will be considered a wish to continue the paper. ^S^Any person sending us five new cash subscribers for one year will be entitled to the RECORD for one year, for his trouble. «ATES OF ADVERTISING IN THE RECOUD An Independent Family Newspaper, Devoted to Literature, Agriculture, Local and General Intelligence. VOL. XXXIII. LITITZ, PA., THURSDAY MORNING, MARCH 3,1910. m . 25 1 week 2 weeks 3 weeks 1 month 2 months... 5 months... 6 months „„ 1 year I5 00 1 in 2 in 3 in. Mo. M c. 1 col 50 90 1 25 7b 2 26 4 on 7 50 1 «b i Ml 3 25 5 75 10 on 1 001 7 ft2 bO 4 25 7 50 12 fin 1 2b2 lb « 00 5 25 9 25 15 00 a 00 S Uh 4 M 7 50 IS «R 23 00 a2 b50o 4 üb 6 00 S) 75 17 00 31 on b 00t9 í 25b0 S) b() IB no 2S ÍJ0 5Í 00 13 75 26 00I50 00 96 00 1 Yei?,rly advertisements to be paid quarter-ly. Transient advertisements payable in advance. Advertisements, to insure immediate in-sertion, must be handed in, at the verv latest, by Wednesday noon. " Job Work of all kinds nêatly and prompt-ly executed at short notice. toA ll communications should be addressed RECORD OFFICE, Lititz. Lane. Co., Pa. With Best Wishes for the Entire Year of 1910 ¡•••••¡ANY are the resolutions made at the be- S S gluing of the year, and one of ours is 5 ! to try and give you the best service in • • • • • • • our line of Wearing Apparel that can be had anywhere for the same amount of money, suggesting the following articles: Suits, Overcoats Raincoats, Trousers, Knit Jackets Sweater Coats, Underwear, Shirts, Ties Collars, Handkerchiefs, Suspenders Umbrellas, Gloves, Half Hose Mufflers, Hats and Caps and in fact we think we are better able to give you an idea of what we carry if you will come and make an inspection of the line and you can depend on it that our prices are right. W.H.BUCH CLOTHIER and GENTS' FURNISHER Record Building, LITITZ, PA. O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O Q O O o o o o o o o o o o o o o Q o ó o o o o o o Cut Prices Prices on all Winter Caps and Gloves greatly re-duced. This goods must be sold to make room for Spring- stock, which is ar-riving daily. WINGERT & HAAS, (Successors to H. L. Boas) 144 NORTH QUEEN ST., LANCASTER, PA. O O o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o $1.00 OFF SALE OF MEN'S SHOES About 30 Pairs Men's Vici, Lace and Bluchers and Gun Metal Button and Blucher. $3.00 Shoes are now $2.00 $3.50 Shoes are now $2.50 $4.00 Shoes are now $3.00 Sizes 6, 6^4, S}4, 9's and io's. Bargains to the Customers whom they fit. WE QIVE GREEN STAMPS eHHS. H. FREY THE SHOE MAN 3 and 5 East King St. - - Lancaster, Pa. The Lancaster Trust Qo. Nos. 36-38 N. Queen St., Lancaster, Pa. CAPITAL PAID IN SURPLUS - $250,000.00 $750,000.00 Acts as Executor. Administrator. Guardian, Receiver or Trustee. SilicvM the Accounts of Individual», Firms and Corporations. Checks' available throughout the world. WiUs Reeeipted For aiiil Bafely Kept Without Charge. Assumes Entire Charge of Real Estate. OFFICERB: JOHN HERTZLER, President. S. M. MYERS. Vice President. JOB. T. BRENEMAN, Treasurer. HERBERT C. MILLEK. Assistant Tr«asurer JOHN 8. GRAYBILLi, Real Estate Officer HON. W. V. HEN8EL, Solicitor DIRECTORS: H. W. HARTMA.N S. M. MYIEB JOHN HEKTZLER HON. J HAY BROWN GRABILL B. LONG JOHN D. SKILE8 OLIVER ROLAND M.D JOHN A NA.UMAN J T. BRENEMAN A. H. KREIDER Granite and Marble Works. 9 to 13 W. VINE ST., Lancaster LEADER IN Stjle, Qualiti) and Workmanship. LOW PRICES AND GOOD WORK. The Cat's Bridge A STORY OF RARE POWER Translated from the German Sudermann by A. S. B. of Order« left at the office of C. N. Verr will receive prompt attention. (CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEK) Behind him a will ot heated, male-volent and inquisitive faces raised it-sell, which one and all stared at Bole slav as at a rare captured beast. "I alone against all of them," thought he, and his chest swelled visib-ly. "You are Cabinetmaker Hackel-berg?" asked he, while he held the drunkard with his eyes "You make the coffins for the village." The cabinetmaker slowly shook his head, looking blankly before him. Then he spoke in funeral tones ; "I shall make only two coffins y e t ; one for myself, and the other for my poor child." The crowd laughed furtively. "Who else beside yourself makes coffins in the village ?" The people broke into tumultuous laughter. It would prove no easy task to get at the truth. Hackelberg pnffed himself up "What do you desire of me, sir? Do you want a coffin from me? For whom do you desire it ? For the fel-low, for the dog, who betrayed his fatherland? I am to make a coffin for him, sir? Look at me, sir Am I not horror ? That the deceased baron has made of me"—he began to wipe his eyes with the tatters of his satinet coat—the villagers behind him shout-ed in applause—"My child he took away from me, he robbed me of my child." "I am of the opinion that you sent your child to the castle," interrupted Boleslav, but he would not permit himself to be turned from his rigma-role. ' Under the lash he forced her to go in the darkness of night and con-duct— But do you think that I still have a daughter ? No, sir; I have cursed the woman—she is no more flesh and blood of mine—I told her"— "But you took the wagesof her sin," Boleslav was about to interrupt him, but he bethought himself that he would thereby admit the guilt of his father to these wolves "And you are free as a bird I told her, and whoever meets you shall kill you, I said to her, and now hetake yourself to your gracious master—I said to her—and he had best beware— I said—" At this juncture the yelling of the people became so loud that it drowned the voice of the undertaker. Strange forms crowded in front ot him and surrounded him Only his shrill, ma-licious laughter issued from the mass in which he had been swallowed up. 'Now then what did I foretell my dear baron ?" asked Merkel with his benevolent smile Boleslav was leaning against the back of the sofa and was looking with clenched teeth steadily at the villagers who were coming closer and closer. "If one of them thinks of raising a hand, the rest will beat me to death," was his thought Here is where cool blood will tell "Let me pass, men," he said, while endeavoring with his hands to open a passage for himself And whether it was the cold, steelly glance of his eyes, or the gleam of the militia cross on his cap, that restrained the maddened throng—the way was open to him ; he entered the crowd. At every step he expected the first destructive blow from behind to de-scend upon him ; for he was safe only so far as his eye reached. Yet no— unassailed he reached the open ,air. The whole multitude—now made up partly of women and children—trotted after him When he arrived at the gardetr of the parsonage, he felt how a tightness passed up from his heart to his throat and closed his windpipe. His last hope rested in the hands of the pastor. Would he also turn him away from his threshold ? And how would he be received by Helene ? Would she not shrink away from him, if she saw him in such a condi-tion, dusty and disordered, and es-corted by this rabble ? And thus it happened. A frightened hand pulled open the glass door of the veranda. That was she. It must be she. A light haired tall figure, that raised her trembling arms in remonstrance against him atid the crowd—uttered a weak cry of ter r-or—and vanished before Boleslav could cast or even send a searching, ap pealing look upon her beloved features. White mists waved before his eyes Half bewildered he mounted the steps of the veranda and locked the door be-hind him, awaiting the events that were to come. The villagers who besieged the ves tibule, flattened their noses against the glass walls to get a better view Then the metallic voice of the preacher within was heard. He ap-peared in the veranda with a heavy walking stick. The villagers were not a little afraid ot his discipline, and they had scarce-ly caught sight of his brandished cane, when they hastily left the windows and withdrew to the garden gate. Then he turned to Boleslav, and measured him with a dark look from top to toe. His eyes then rested on the militia-cap which he held in his hand. "Were you in the army ?" he asked. ' Y e s " "If I did not see the cross above the viser, I would ask, for or against Prus-sia?" Boleslav, whose thoughts were still busy with the blonde figure just van-ished, did not comprehend his mean ing on the instant, and then he re-buked him in sudden anger. Still the old preacher was not the man to be-frightened, and while their black looks were exchanged, he cried out •. "Boleslav ot Schranden, am I justi lied in this suspicion or not ? For the sake of the cap which you are wearing, admittance shall not be denied you. But be as brief as possible. For a Schranden there is no berth in this house Boleslav struggled for words. "My dear sir," he stammered ; "forget for the moment that I bear the name of Schranden." The old gentleman laughed bitterly to himself. "Much asked for," he muttered ; "much asked for." "See nothing else in me except a son who wishes to bury his father, and to whom the fulfillment of that high and holy duty is prevented by a disreputable populace. I now appeal to you the pastor of the church, and ask you whether you intend to allow such an act ot wantonness. And yet one ventures—". "Stop—about whom are you talk-ing?" "About my father." "That man has been dead these sev en years past. Do not trouble me with him.'1 "Parson, these are false and cowardly equivocations " "The old gentleman raised himself erect. His jaws were working. "My son," he went on, "it would require only a word from me to turn you over to the mob lying in wait lor you out at the garden-gate ; but once again, for the sake of the cap which you wear, you shall be forgiyen. And what I have said, I will also prove." He walked up to one of the cabinets, in which the church records were kept, took down a book and opened it to a page on which the figures, "1807," were marked at the top "Read here, my son." Boleslav read : "March 5 died John Eberhard, Baron of Schranden, ex me-moria hominum. extinguatur." At the end stood three crosses. "That is a false entry," cried Bole-slav. "Yes, my son," replied the old man solemnly ; "that is an open and delib-erate misentry, With these ciosses I buried the man seven years ago, who in spite of his acts of violence and his unrestrained passions had been my friend to that time Then there came a night in which the games of the burning castle lighted these walls as brightly as the day. Then besought God's pardon for him who had set fire to i t ; for it was set on fire ; it burned simultaneously at four corners. From hencetorth, thought I, the place where the deed was perpetrated, will be effaced from the memory of man with the perpetrator himself. And now my son, you present yourself and tell me that he departed this lite just a few days ago and was awaiting a 1 " f m m m m mm Girls! Girls! We Never Stop a Day THE LITITZ SHIRT FACTORY OFFERS TO GIRI,S above fourteen years of age, light, pleas'ant, and well paying work. The factory has all improvements, is well located and delightful to work in. We also teach begin-ners free of charge. Courteous attention is assured to all. Seeing is believing ; call and try it out for yourself. Lititz Shirt Factory, Lititz, Pa. Work at Home To who time such women have spare who wish some light, pleasant and well paying work at home, will find same by applying at the Shirt Factory, Lttltz, Pa. m m Christian burial. I can't grant it, and forsooth on account of this record, bury nobody twice. If you report me, I shall be condemned. That is self-evident. Now do what you please Bury the corpse. Show him all re spect that you think he deserves ; but leave me out of the proceedings.'' "This, then, is the grace, the for-giveness, which you preach," cried Boleslav, with tears of rage in his eyes. The old man raised himself slowly and dropped his hand heavily upon his shoulder. "For the cap,'s sake I shall also answer as to that, although the sight of you is repugnant to me. I would deny to no one his good resting-place. In all things I would be charitable, only not with your father. For who-ever sins against his fatherland, vio-lates all the laws of heaven and earth, dishonors the mother who bore him and disgraces the children he begets. Him one ought to drive away from all human society, for he is like a leper. Death and misfortune accompany him whithersoever he goes. How great do you suppose the guilt of your father is and what all he made known ? The few hundred Pomeranian soldiers who lie buried on the banks of the Anger I do not lay fo his charge. Tall grass is wavering over their graves and their ®wn parents have doubtless ceased to grieve for them ; but come here, my son—" He took Boleslav's hand and led him to the window. Look out—what do you see at the garden fence ? A mob of wild beasts are there, that pace up and down with blood thirsty cries, watching whether their prey was coming soon to satisfy their hunger, and who are never-theless too cowardly to attack and rend you, when you step down among them. And look at me, my son. I am put here by God to declare his love, and I preach hatred. And all this the misdeed of your father has made of us. Down yonder in Schranden you will not find a good thing; for the poison of your father works in us and is transmitted from generation to gen-eration, until the Lord shall destroy from the face of the earth the place ot the wickedness—Amen." Boleslav, stupefied with amazement and horror, moved to the door without a word. Holding the holster with the pistols in front of him he walked toward the mob of villagers. The preacher was in the right. They yelled and mocked behind him. Horn • icidal mania blazed from their eyes, but no one ventured to touch him. When he arri ved at the draw-bridge, behind the piers ot which a woman's form awaited him coweringly, a wild desperate resolve took shape in his mind. He would secure burial tor his lather by force of arms Do you wish to earn another nice lot of money?" he asked the young woman. She looked at him a while in doubt and surprise, and then, as though she just understood, violently shook her head "Why not?" he growled. She commenced to tremble. "What good will money do me, sir?" she asked appealingly ; "they will just take it away from me, anyhow." •Who?" "The people—all the people—I beg, sir, only no money." "¿Manifestly her mind is disordered," thought Boleslay. "Besides there is enough money here," she went on in a whisper, with a frightened look around her. There is money in „the cellar, a whple chest fall, there where the wine casks are; and there I always take as much as I need. For myself I need nothing, sir; at most a new waist." "Do you wish to earn a new waist for yourself ?" "That I need not earn, sir. When I make my next trip to Bockeldorf, for my lord will have to have something to eat, then I will bring one along." "Will you, then, without earning anything make a long trip for me to-night?" "Whether I will, sir? If you only wish it, sir." CHAPTER V. The following day the village of Schranden was surprised by a visit, which occasioned its merrymaking residents no little disappointment. I t was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, when two hay-ladder wag-ons were driven along, on the village street, each conveying five or six pas-sengers with rangers' coats, military caps, and rifles suspended from their shoulders with broad slings. Upon the front wagon there sat in addition a woman, who at the very instant that the horses turned in at the ehurch-block jumped oft with a wild leap and ran in the direction of the castle. In front of the Black Eagle hotel they made a halt. "The mountaineers, hurrah, the mountaineers," shouted Felix Merkel, as he waived a foaming j ug of beer at the window. But the new-comers had to this spirited welcome no other response than a black, well-nigh hostile, silence. Without looking up at the shouters, they drew forth from between the lad-ders all sorts of implements, saws, hatchets, digging irons, and began to unhitch the horses. The villagers becanje sullen. Then Carl Englebert, who acted as leader, stepped up to the window out ot which Felix Merkel leaned with, his broad shoulders, gave him a military salute and said : "May it please you, lieutenant, we have not come to hold a festival or any other kind of merrymakifag— we are burial people.'' The earthen jug fell from Felix's hand with a crash at JJngelbert's feet. The beer splashed up at his legs. An uproar arose in the interior of the inn, as if a battle was to be fought, and the windows were defiantly shut. Engelbert shouldered his rifle. ' 'The wagons will proceed up the road,'' he commanded. "Forward! march!" The line was formed, while a group ot natives held in awe by the rifles trotted after them, they marched toward the castle. On the bridge stood Boleslav to re-ceive them. Engelbert gave him his hand in silence. Still as Boleslav tried to em-brace him, he drew back. The latter in this excitement did not notice it. 'I knew it that you would come," he stammered ; "knew well that I have friends yet—that you would not leave me defenseless to these wolves.'' No one answered him. In line and limb they stood stiff and silent as a wall, only their glances stole timidly past him. Engelbert was the first to speak. "You called ; we are here, but we do not have much time to spare. Tell us what you have for us to do." And in confused and incoherent words he told them how the ignominy which the villagers had planned to heap upon his father had extended itself to him the son, and what he had decided to do with the help of his friends. Engelbert exchanged a look of com-prehension with his friends, and then said : "We have brought the necessary tools—if you will furnish us the re-quired lumber, we shall soon have a coffin made'. Everything must be ready for the move this evening." And he bent down to examine a charred joist which lay amid the ruins of the stables. 'This will answer," he said ; "but saw off the charred parts ; that will save us the paint " And he walked around with Boleslav to hunt two or three joists more. Then something bright whirred up before them and instantly disappeared behind the nearest wall. Boleslav clenched his fist He had recognized Regine. "Pardon me," said he, "that I could not send you a better messenger ; but I had no one else." Engelbert would have spoken, but it seemed that some mysterious power tied his tongue. 'And doubtless you also had to dress her firsti?" Yes,", replied Engelbert, whose lo-quaciousness set the upper hand, "I found her exhausted, lying in tatters at my door, when I got up at night to see what the dogs were barking about She had walked the twenty-five miles in seven hours. I would not have be-lieved it possible before. And your sheet of paper she held clasped in both hands She tried to get up, but sank back again ; and I fetched whisky, bathed her temples, and also gave her — " One of the comrades who had fol-lowed him, looked at him with aston-ishment. He was abashed, and broke off in the middle of the sentence. In the following hours the people of Schranden, who kept running in rage and bewilderment along the bank of the river, heard on the island's hammer-ing, sawing and ringing, that seemed to augur them no good. Were they in this wise to be baffled in their dearest plans? Meanwhile Felix Merkel ran around in the guest-room like a wounded bear. He remem-bered the mountaineers well enough to understand that they, if angered or assailed would stop at nothing. There would be such a shedding of blood as the madmen yonder did not dream of, as the inevitable result. On the other hand—was it to be al-lowed to the sneak who bad dared under an assumed name to win the confidence of his comrades and in the same way by fraud the lieutenancy— was such a triumph allowed him ? The senior Merkel the while had other cares. He stepped out upon the porch and called down to the multitude with his peculiar paternal benevolence : " As the presiding officer ot this vil-lage, I cannot permit it that you are using the public square for such dis-order. Find for yourselves at once my children, a closed room—there you can indulge in antics as much as you please." (TO BE CONTINUED) One of Col. Ball's Stories. Col. George Ball, who was receiver for the defunet Lititz National Bank, was an entertaining talker when he was at bis leisure. "The smallest draft issued by the U. S. Government in the business in which I am serving," he related to a friend, "was for one cent, I sent on the account to headquarters and in due time the man received the draft, payable to the amount of one cent." He iooked at it in a puzzled way and remarked, "What the h 1 do I want with it." A lawyer who was within hearing distance offered him a dollar for it, and the offer was no sooner made than taken up. "It is quite probable that it was never cashed," the Colonel added with a laugh. Adds Heathful Qualities to the Food Economizes Floor, Butter and Eggs Horn D 4 K t N£> VO¥/D£% \ The only baking powder J made from Royal Grape Cream ' of Tartar i No Alum—No Lime P h o s p h a t es A WONDERFUL CHEST. Contains 16,529 Separate Pieces of Wood. Rudy Carpenter of Warwick has completed a chest which contains 16,529 separate pieces of inlaid wood. The dimensions of the chest are seven-teen inches in length, twenty inches in width and seventeen inches in depth. The first view of it would naturally suggest that the design upon it had been painted. The four sides and the top and underside 01 the lid contain beautiful patterns made possi ble by thousands of little blocks of wood in contrasting colors. The dec-orations are peculiar, unique, but well-defined. As you study the style your eye will play tricks on you and in-stead of one pattern, as you thought at first, new combinations will present; themselves to you like some trick-puzzle. Some of the pieces of wood are no larger than a pin head. Black, white, red, yellow, brown and different shades have been used, representing many kinds of wood. All these blocks have been fitted together with such accuracy that it is hard to dis-tinguish where they meet. The interior arrangement of the chest is unique. Fitting the inside is box which you pull upward by grasping two rings. Giving a half turn to these rings will hold the box in position after you have pulled it upward. Thirteen drawers then face you besides which there is a secret drawer. Mr. Carpenter is a brick layer by occupation, and together with his brother Abraham, they spend much of their spare time in a little carpenter room ot their own, making violins, wonderfully designed clocks and many other things in wood-work, which few people, even if they had the abili-ty, would have the patience to under-take. A Puzzler. The cork 011 a fisherman's line weighs half an ounce. What should be the weight of his leaden sinker so as to cause the cork to just float? (Specific gravity oflead beingll, and, of cork, J). Horse Wouldn't Stand For It. The supplement of "rats," "tresses," "switches," "puffs" and heavens only knows what else for female adornment, probably was what suggested an idea to a Lititz man. He has a good horse as far as ability is concerned, but its beauty is marred by the sparse growth of hair on the tail, which is familiarly knows as a "rat tail." Thinking to overcome this he attached a switch, and the horse promptly resented it by kicking with all its might. The owner saw it would never do, but the greatest trouble was when be tried to detach the artificial appendage. Everytime he got within encouraging distance of the horse one or both of the rear feet struck out like a regular Johnson up-percut. After wasting a lot of time, not to speak of the danger he risked, the human mind conquered over brute force, but the man never tried it again. FOUND MUCH PLUNDER. Recover Goods Claimed to Have Been Stolen by I r a Booz. Following the arrest of Ira Booz, of Lancaster, who is also known as Ira Benson, the home of Booz was searched, at No. 502 Beaver street, and found a lot of goods ranging from lead pencils to dynamite. The goods found were con-veyed to police station in a wagon. The goods included six bottles filled with rock powder of the kind used for blast-ing. Some of these bottles hold more than a quart. A half dozen other bot-tles contained oil of the kind used in drilling through iron. There are sever-al small cans of powder, a box of caps used to explode charges of powder and dynamite and a small battery. There is almost a full set of carpenter tools. There are five large daggers with deer leg handles, which are brand new, be-sides a big bladed knife that closes. One box contains about a gross of lead pencils in their original packages, never having been opened. There are many packs of new playing cards, three cheap watches, Elk pins and other badges, cigar cases, games, puzzles, a dozen new whiskey glasses, new handker-chiefs, large bunches of dainty writing paper and envelopes of the kind used by ladies. Booz is about twenty years of age and he had been suspected of robberies before. , OVER THE STATE. Many Indiana county horses are af-flicted with a malignant mange, which is causing the owners much uneasiness. A large Arctic owl, known to orni-thology as the snowy owl, was recently killed near MifHintown by John Shirk. •A Union town woman who sued for divorce testified in court that her hus-band had threatened to fill her body so full of lead the undertaker would not be able to lift it. Miss Mary E. Roberts, of East Ebens-burg, received by parcels post, from friends in Dorcaster, England, a plum pudding, a mince pie and a fruit cake, the whole weighing 5 pounds 11 ounces. Postage, TOs 6d. Mrs. Gilbert Moore, of Oneida town-ship, Huntingdon county, rescued three frogs from a watersnake. One it had wholly swallowed, the second was half swallowed and the third was caught in the snake's tail. All were alive. Five weeks ago Mrs. Charles Beam, of Berlin, broke a twig from an apple tree in her yard aud put it in a flower pot to support one of her house plants. Five clusters of fragrant and beautiful apple blossoms have opened on this twig. Mr?. Charles Brown, of Oil City, leaned her arm upon a cushion, and it picked up a needle that entered the flesh its entire length. The doctor had to make an incision to reach it with forceps. At the same place Dudley Carnahan, in his bare feet, stepped upon the lapel of a coat in which were four needles, all of which entered his foot. It took "the doctor, an X-ray and a kuife to put him right again: Judge William E. Porter, of Law-rence county, has a unique plan for im-proving the roads. His plan is a jail on wheels, that is, a place where pris-oners can be locked up at night and transported from place to place and em-ployed in road-making during the day. During the last summer he put his idea to a test and the results were eminently satisfactory. The prisoners graded away a high hill on the West Pittsburg road, near New Castle, and constructed a cement bridge over a culvert 80 feet long. WITHIN THE COUNTY. Hundreds of ducks of all varieties flew up the Susquehanna on Sunday. Mrs. Henry Pefler and Mrs. William Manning, both of Mt. Joy, twin sisters, were 78 on Saturday. The stable of J . H. Levenight, near Marietta, was entered and a valuable horse stabbed and left to bleed to death. Ground has been staked off in Eliza-bethtown for a factory for the Lancas-ter Scale Company, and work at build-ing will begin as soon as the weather is fit. The County Commissioners have ap-pointed Hon. Ephraim S. Hoover, of Manheim township, a Prison inspector of the county, to fill the vacancy caused by the death of the late Richard V. Regar. Monroe W. Buch, of Penn township, has been appointed R. F. D. carrier of Route No. 5 from Manheim, succeeding John A. Lehn, who resigned several week ago. Mr. Buch has been substi-tute carrier on Route No. 1 for some time. I t has been fully decided, according to general rumor, that Governor Stuart is going to appoint Horace L. Halde-man of Marietta, as state treasurer, to serve from the first Monday in May in place of Treasurer-elect Stober, who died. At two public sales held at the White Horse hotel in Salisbury township, on Tuesday, $20,000 worth of liye stock was disposed of. TheChurchtown band furnished music ; there was a big crowd and the sales were followed' by a fox chase. Walter B. (louder, son of Mr. and Mrs. B. B. Gonder, of Strasburg, left this week for the Philippine Islands to be gone three years. He will go by way of San Francisco and return by the Suez canal, thus going around the world. His business is to investigate and report to the government upon sugar producing crops and soils adapt-ed to sugar production. Growing wheat shows little winter injury so far. The plant got a poor start in the fall and the fields were cov-ered with ice for several weeks, creat-ing the fear that much of it would be smothered. So far as can be seen little of that has taken place except possibly in spots. But the critical time of alter-nate freezing and thawing, heaving of the ground and breaking of roots is yet to come and the prospects, while not distinctly bad, are none too promising.
Object Description
Title | Lititz Record |
Masthead | Lititz Record 1910-03-03 |
Subject | Lititz (Pa.) -- Newspapers;Lancaster County (Pa.)—Newspapers |
Description | Lititz newspapers 1877-1942 |
Publisher | Record Print. Co.; J. F. Buch |
Date | 1910-03-03 |
Location Covered | United States;Pennsylvania;Lancaster County (Pa.);Lititz (Pa.);Warwick (Lancaster County, Pa. : Township) |
Type | Text |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | application/pdf |
Identifier | 03_03_1910.pdf |
Language | English |
Rights | Public domain |
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Description
Title | Page 1 |
Subject | Lititz (Pa.) -- Newspapers;Lancaster County (Pa.)—Newspapers |
Description | |
Location Covered | United States;Pennsylvania;Lancaster County (Pa.);Lititz (Pa.);Warwick (Lancaster County, Pa. : Township) |
Type | Text |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | application/pdf |
Language | English |
Contact | For information on source and images, contact LancasterHistory, Attn: Library Services, 230 N. President Ave., Lancaster, PA, 17603. Phone: 717-392-4633, ext. 126. Email: research@lancasterhistory.org |
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Full Text | Published Every Thursday Morning by J. FRANK BUCH. OFFICE—No. 9 S. Broad street, Lititz, Lancaster County, Pa. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION.—For one year $1.00, if paid in advance, and $1.25 if payment be delayed to the end of year. For six months, 50 cents, and for three months, 30 cents, strictly in advance. failure to notify a discontinuance at the end of the term subscribed for, will be considered a wish to continue the paper. ^S^Any person sending us five new cash subscribers for one year will be entitled to the RECORD for one year, for his trouble. «ATES OF ADVERTISING IN THE RECOUD An Independent Family Newspaper, Devoted to Literature, Agriculture, Local and General Intelligence. VOL. XXXIII. LITITZ, PA., THURSDAY MORNING, MARCH 3,1910. m . 25 1 week 2 weeks 3 weeks 1 month 2 months... 5 months... 6 months „„ 1 year I5 00 1 in 2 in 3 in. Mo. 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With Best Wishes for the Entire Year of 1910 ¡•••••¡ANY are the resolutions made at the be- S S gluing of the year, and one of ours is 5 ! to try and give you the best service in • • • • • • • our line of Wearing Apparel that can be had anywhere for the same amount of money, suggesting the following articles: Suits, Overcoats Raincoats, Trousers, Knit Jackets Sweater Coats, Underwear, Shirts, Ties Collars, Handkerchiefs, Suspenders Umbrellas, Gloves, Half Hose Mufflers, Hats and Caps and in fact we think we are better able to give you an idea of what we carry if you will come and make an inspection of the line and you can depend on it that our prices are right. W.H.BUCH CLOTHIER and GENTS' FURNISHER Record Building, LITITZ, PA. O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O O Q O O o o o o o o o o o o o o o Q o ó o o o o o o Cut Prices Prices on all Winter Caps and Gloves greatly re-duced. This goods must be sold to make room for Spring- stock, which is ar-riving daily. WINGERT & HAAS, (Successors to H. L. Boas) 144 NORTH QUEEN ST., LANCASTER, PA. O O o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o $1.00 OFF SALE OF MEN'S SHOES About 30 Pairs Men's Vici, Lace and Bluchers and Gun Metal Button and Blucher. $3.00 Shoes are now $2.00 $3.50 Shoes are now $2.50 $4.00 Shoes are now $3.00 Sizes 6, 6^4, S}4, 9's and io's. Bargains to the Customers whom they fit. WE QIVE GREEN STAMPS eHHS. H. FREY THE SHOE MAN 3 and 5 East King St. - - Lancaster, Pa. The Lancaster Trust Qo. Nos. 36-38 N. Queen St., Lancaster, Pa. CAPITAL PAID IN SURPLUS - $250,000.00 $750,000.00 Acts as Executor. Administrator. Guardian, Receiver or Trustee. SilicvM the Accounts of Individual», Firms and Corporations. Checks' available throughout the world. WiUs Reeeipted For aiiil Bafely Kept Without Charge. Assumes Entire Charge of Real Estate. OFFICERB: JOHN HERTZLER, President. S. M. MYERS. Vice President. JOB. T. BRENEMAN, Treasurer. HERBERT C. MILLEK. Assistant Tr«asurer JOHN 8. GRAYBILLi, Real Estate Officer HON. W. V. HEN8EL, Solicitor DIRECTORS: H. W. HARTMA.N S. M. MYIEB JOHN HEKTZLER HON. J HAY BROWN GRABILL B. LONG JOHN D. SKILE8 OLIVER ROLAND M.D JOHN A NA.UMAN J T. BRENEMAN A. H. KREIDER Granite and Marble Works. 9 to 13 W. VINE ST., Lancaster LEADER IN Stjle, Qualiti) and Workmanship. LOW PRICES AND GOOD WORK. The Cat's Bridge A STORY OF RARE POWER Translated from the German Sudermann by A. S. B. of Order« left at the office of C. N. Verr will receive prompt attention. (CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEK) Behind him a will ot heated, male-volent and inquisitive faces raised it-sell, which one and all stared at Bole slav as at a rare captured beast. "I alone against all of them," thought he, and his chest swelled visib-ly. "You are Cabinetmaker Hackel-berg?" asked he, while he held the drunkard with his eyes "You make the coffins for the village." The cabinetmaker slowly shook his head, looking blankly before him. Then he spoke in funeral tones ; "I shall make only two coffins y e t ; one for myself, and the other for my poor child." The crowd laughed furtively. "Who else beside yourself makes coffins in the village ?" The people broke into tumultuous laughter. It would prove no easy task to get at the truth. Hackelberg pnffed himself up "What do you desire of me, sir? Do you want a coffin from me? For whom do you desire it ? For the fel-low, for the dog, who betrayed his fatherland? I am to make a coffin for him, sir? Look at me, sir Am I not horror ? That the deceased baron has made of me"—he began to wipe his eyes with the tatters of his satinet coat—the villagers behind him shout-ed in applause—"My child he took away from me, he robbed me of my child." "I am of the opinion that you sent your child to the castle," interrupted Boleslav, but he would not permit himself to be turned from his rigma-role. ' Under the lash he forced her to go in the darkness of night and con-duct— But do you think that I still have a daughter ? No, sir; I have cursed the woman—she is no more flesh and blood of mine—I told her"— "But you took the wagesof her sin," Boleslav was about to interrupt him, but he bethought himself that he would thereby admit the guilt of his father to these wolves "And you are free as a bird I told her, and whoever meets you shall kill you, I said to her, and now hetake yourself to your gracious master—I said to her—and he had best beware— I said—" At this juncture the yelling of the people became so loud that it drowned the voice of the undertaker. Strange forms crowded in front ot him and surrounded him Only his shrill, ma-licious laughter issued from the mass in which he had been swallowed up. 'Now then what did I foretell my dear baron ?" asked Merkel with his benevolent smile Boleslav was leaning against the back of the sofa and was looking with clenched teeth steadily at the villagers who were coming closer and closer. "If one of them thinks of raising a hand, the rest will beat me to death," was his thought Here is where cool blood will tell "Let me pass, men," he said, while endeavoring with his hands to open a passage for himself And whether it was the cold, steelly glance of his eyes, or the gleam of the militia cross on his cap, that restrained the maddened throng—the way was open to him ; he entered the crowd. At every step he expected the first destructive blow from behind to de-scend upon him ; for he was safe only so far as his eye reached. Yet no— unassailed he reached the open ,air. The whole multitude—now made up partly of women and children—trotted after him When he arrived at the gardetr of the parsonage, he felt how a tightness passed up from his heart to his throat and closed his windpipe. His last hope rested in the hands of the pastor. Would he also turn him away from his threshold ? And how would he be received by Helene ? Would she not shrink away from him, if she saw him in such a condi-tion, dusty and disordered, and es-corted by this rabble ? And thus it happened. A frightened hand pulled open the glass door of the veranda. That was she. It must be she. A light haired tall figure, that raised her trembling arms in remonstrance against him atid the crowd—uttered a weak cry of ter r-or—and vanished before Boleslav could cast or even send a searching, ap pealing look upon her beloved features. White mists waved before his eyes Half bewildered he mounted the steps of the veranda and locked the door be-hind him, awaiting the events that were to come. The villagers who besieged the ves tibule, flattened their noses against the glass walls to get a better view Then the metallic voice of the preacher within was heard. He ap-peared in the veranda with a heavy walking stick. The villagers were not a little afraid ot his discipline, and they had scarce-ly caught sight of his brandished cane, when they hastily left the windows and withdrew to the garden gate. Then he turned to Boleslav, and measured him with a dark look from top to toe. His eyes then rested on the militia-cap which he held in his hand. "Were you in the army ?" he asked. ' Y e s " "If I did not see the cross above the viser, I would ask, for or against Prus-sia?" Boleslav, whose thoughts were still busy with the blonde figure just van-ished, did not comprehend his mean ing on the instant, and then he re-buked him in sudden anger. Still the old preacher was not the man to be-frightened, and while their black looks were exchanged, he cried out •. "Boleslav ot Schranden, am I justi lied in this suspicion or not ? For the sake of the cap which you are wearing, admittance shall not be denied you. But be as brief as possible. For a Schranden there is no berth in this house Boleslav struggled for words. "My dear sir," he stammered ; "forget for the moment that I bear the name of Schranden." The old gentleman laughed bitterly to himself. "Much asked for," he muttered ; "much asked for." "See nothing else in me except a son who wishes to bury his father, and to whom the fulfillment of that high and holy duty is prevented by a disreputable populace. I now appeal to you the pastor of the church, and ask you whether you intend to allow such an act ot wantonness. And yet one ventures—". "Stop—about whom are you talk-ing?" "About my father." "That man has been dead these sev en years past. Do not trouble me with him.'1 "Parson, these are false and cowardly equivocations " "The old gentleman raised himself erect. His jaws were working. "My son," he went on, "it would require only a word from me to turn you over to the mob lying in wait lor you out at the garden-gate ; but once again, for the sake of the cap which you wear, you shall be forgiyen. And what I have said, I will also prove." He walked up to one of the cabinets, in which the church records were kept, took down a book and opened it to a page on which the figures, "1807," were marked at the top "Read here, my son." Boleslav read : "March 5 died John Eberhard, Baron of Schranden, ex me-moria hominum. extinguatur." At the end stood three crosses. "That is a false entry," cried Bole-slav. "Yes, my son," replied the old man solemnly ; "that is an open and delib-erate misentry, With these ciosses I buried the man seven years ago, who in spite of his acts of violence and his unrestrained passions had been my friend to that time Then there came a night in which the games of the burning castle lighted these walls as brightly as the day. Then besought God's pardon for him who had set fire to i t ; for it was set on fire ; it burned simultaneously at four corners. From hencetorth, thought I, the place where the deed was perpetrated, will be effaced from the memory of man with the perpetrator himself. And now my son, you present yourself and tell me that he departed this lite just a few days ago and was awaiting a 1 " f m m m m mm Girls! Girls! We Never Stop a Day THE LITITZ SHIRT FACTORY OFFERS TO GIRI,S above fourteen years of age, light, pleas'ant, and well paying work. The factory has all improvements, is well located and delightful to work in. We also teach begin-ners free of charge. Courteous attention is assured to all. Seeing is believing ; call and try it out for yourself. Lititz Shirt Factory, Lititz, Pa. Work at Home To who time such women have spare who wish some light, pleasant and well paying work at home, will find same by applying at the Shirt Factory, Lttltz, Pa. m m Christian burial. I can't grant it, and forsooth on account of this record, bury nobody twice. If you report me, I shall be condemned. That is self-evident. Now do what you please Bury the corpse. Show him all re spect that you think he deserves ; but leave me out of the proceedings.'' "This, then, is the grace, the for-giveness, which you preach," cried Boleslav, with tears of rage in his eyes. The old man raised himself slowly and dropped his hand heavily upon his shoulder. "For the cap,'s sake I shall also answer as to that, although the sight of you is repugnant to me. I would deny to no one his good resting-place. In all things I would be charitable, only not with your father. For who-ever sins against his fatherland, vio-lates all the laws of heaven and earth, dishonors the mother who bore him and disgraces the children he begets. Him one ought to drive away from all human society, for he is like a leper. Death and misfortune accompany him whithersoever he goes. How great do you suppose the guilt of your father is and what all he made known ? The few hundred Pomeranian soldiers who lie buried on the banks of the Anger I do not lay fo his charge. Tall grass is wavering over their graves and their ®wn parents have doubtless ceased to grieve for them ; but come here, my son—" He took Boleslav's hand and led him to the window. Look out—what do you see at the garden fence ? A mob of wild beasts are there, that pace up and down with blood thirsty cries, watching whether their prey was coming soon to satisfy their hunger, and who are never-theless too cowardly to attack and rend you, when you step down among them. And look at me, my son. I am put here by God to declare his love, and I preach hatred. And all this the misdeed of your father has made of us. Down yonder in Schranden you will not find a good thing; for the poison of your father works in us and is transmitted from generation to gen-eration, until the Lord shall destroy from the face of the earth the place ot the wickedness—Amen." Boleslav, stupefied with amazement and horror, moved to the door without a word. Holding the holster with the pistols in front of him he walked toward the mob of villagers. The preacher was in the right. They yelled and mocked behind him. Horn • icidal mania blazed from their eyes, but no one ventured to touch him. When he arri ved at the draw-bridge, behind the piers ot which a woman's form awaited him coweringly, a wild desperate resolve took shape in his mind. He would secure burial tor his lather by force of arms Do you wish to earn another nice lot of money?" he asked the young woman. She looked at him a while in doubt and surprise, and then, as though she just understood, violently shook her head "Why not?" he growled. She commenced to tremble. "What good will money do me, sir?" she asked appealingly ; "they will just take it away from me, anyhow." •Who?" "The people—all the people—I beg, sir, only no money." "¿Manifestly her mind is disordered," thought Boleslay. "Besides there is enough money here," she went on in a whisper, with a frightened look around her. There is money in „the cellar, a whple chest fall, there where the wine casks are; and there I always take as much as I need. For myself I need nothing, sir; at most a new waist." "Do you wish to earn a new waist for yourself ?" "That I need not earn, sir. When I make my next trip to Bockeldorf, for my lord will have to have something to eat, then I will bring one along." "Will you, then, without earning anything make a long trip for me to-night?" "Whether I will, sir? If you only wish it, sir." CHAPTER V. The following day the village of Schranden was surprised by a visit, which occasioned its merrymaking residents no little disappointment. I t was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, when two hay-ladder wag-ons were driven along, on the village street, each conveying five or six pas-sengers with rangers' coats, military caps, and rifles suspended from their shoulders with broad slings. Upon the front wagon there sat in addition a woman, who at the very instant that the horses turned in at the ehurch-block jumped oft with a wild leap and ran in the direction of the castle. In front of the Black Eagle hotel they made a halt. "The mountaineers, hurrah, the mountaineers," shouted Felix Merkel, as he waived a foaming j ug of beer at the window. But the new-comers had to this spirited welcome no other response than a black, well-nigh hostile, silence. Without looking up at the shouters, they drew forth from between the lad-ders all sorts of implements, saws, hatchets, digging irons, and began to unhitch the horses. The villagers becanje sullen. Then Carl Englebert, who acted as leader, stepped up to the window out ot which Felix Merkel leaned with, his broad shoulders, gave him a military salute and said : "May it please you, lieutenant, we have not come to hold a festival or any other kind of merrymakifag— we are burial people.'' The earthen jug fell from Felix's hand with a crash at JJngelbert's feet. The beer splashed up at his legs. An uproar arose in the interior of the inn, as if a battle was to be fought, and the windows were defiantly shut. Engelbert shouldered his rifle. ' 'The wagons will proceed up the road,'' he commanded. "Forward! march!" The line was formed, while a group ot natives held in awe by the rifles trotted after them, they marched toward the castle. On the bridge stood Boleslav to re-ceive them. Engelbert gave him his hand in silence. Still as Boleslav tried to em-brace him, he drew back. The latter in this excitement did not notice it. 'I knew it that you would come," he stammered ; "knew well that I have friends yet—that you would not leave me defenseless to these wolves.'' No one answered him. In line and limb they stood stiff and silent as a wall, only their glances stole timidly past him. Engelbert was the first to speak. "You called ; we are here, but we do not have much time to spare. Tell us what you have for us to do." And in confused and incoherent words he told them how the ignominy which the villagers had planned to heap upon his father had extended itself to him the son, and what he had decided to do with the help of his friends. Engelbert exchanged a look of com-prehension with his friends, and then said : "We have brought the necessary tools—if you will furnish us the re-quired lumber, we shall soon have a coffin made'. Everything must be ready for the move this evening." And he bent down to examine a charred joist which lay amid the ruins of the stables. 'This will answer," he said ; "but saw off the charred parts ; that will save us the paint " And he walked around with Boleslav to hunt two or three joists more. Then something bright whirred up before them and instantly disappeared behind the nearest wall. Boleslav clenched his fist He had recognized Regine. "Pardon me," said he, "that I could not send you a better messenger ; but I had no one else." Engelbert would have spoken, but it seemed that some mysterious power tied his tongue. 'And doubtless you also had to dress her firsti?" Yes,", replied Engelbert, whose lo-quaciousness set the upper hand, "I found her exhausted, lying in tatters at my door, when I got up at night to see what the dogs were barking about She had walked the twenty-five miles in seven hours. I would not have be-lieved it possible before. And your sheet of paper she held clasped in both hands She tried to get up, but sank back again ; and I fetched whisky, bathed her temples, and also gave her — " One of the comrades who had fol-lowed him, looked at him with aston-ishment. He was abashed, and broke off in the middle of the sentence. In the following hours the people of Schranden, who kept running in rage and bewilderment along the bank of the river, heard on the island's hammer-ing, sawing and ringing, that seemed to augur them no good. Were they in this wise to be baffled in their dearest plans? Meanwhile Felix Merkel ran around in the guest-room like a wounded bear. He remem-bered the mountaineers well enough to understand that they, if angered or assailed would stop at nothing. There would be such a shedding of blood as the madmen yonder did not dream of, as the inevitable result. On the other hand—was it to be al-lowed to the sneak who bad dared under an assumed name to win the confidence of his comrades and in the same way by fraud the lieutenancy— was such a triumph allowed him ? The senior Merkel the while had other cares. He stepped out upon the porch and called down to the multitude with his peculiar paternal benevolence : " As the presiding officer ot this vil-lage, I cannot permit it that you are using the public square for such dis-order. Find for yourselves at once my children, a closed room—there you can indulge in antics as much as you please." (TO BE CONTINUED) One of Col. Ball's Stories. Col. George Ball, who was receiver for the defunet Lititz National Bank, was an entertaining talker when he was at bis leisure. "The smallest draft issued by the U. S. Government in the business in which I am serving," he related to a friend, "was for one cent, I sent on the account to headquarters and in due time the man received the draft, payable to the amount of one cent." He iooked at it in a puzzled way and remarked, "What the h 1 do I want with it." A lawyer who was within hearing distance offered him a dollar for it, and the offer was no sooner made than taken up. "It is quite probable that it was never cashed," the Colonel added with a laugh. Adds Heathful Qualities to the Food Economizes Floor, Butter and Eggs Horn D 4 K t N£> VO¥/D£% \ The only baking powder J made from Royal Grape Cream ' of Tartar i No Alum—No Lime P h o s p h a t es A WONDERFUL CHEST. Contains 16,529 Separate Pieces of Wood. Rudy Carpenter of Warwick has completed a chest which contains 16,529 separate pieces of inlaid wood. The dimensions of the chest are seven-teen inches in length, twenty inches in width and seventeen inches in depth. The first view of it would naturally suggest that the design upon it had been painted. The four sides and the top and underside 01 the lid contain beautiful patterns made possi ble by thousands of little blocks of wood in contrasting colors. The dec-orations are peculiar, unique, but well-defined. As you study the style your eye will play tricks on you and in-stead of one pattern, as you thought at first, new combinations will present; themselves to you like some trick-puzzle. Some of the pieces of wood are no larger than a pin head. Black, white, red, yellow, brown and different shades have been used, representing many kinds of wood. All these blocks have been fitted together with such accuracy that it is hard to dis-tinguish where they meet. The interior arrangement of the chest is unique. Fitting the inside is box which you pull upward by grasping two rings. Giving a half turn to these rings will hold the box in position after you have pulled it upward. Thirteen drawers then face you besides which there is a secret drawer. Mr. Carpenter is a brick layer by occupation, and together with his brother Abraham, they spend much of their spare time in a little carpenter room ot their own, making violins, wonderfully designed clocks and many other things in wood-work, which few people, even if they had the abili-ty, would have the patience to under-take. A Puzzler. The cork 011 a fisherman's line weighs half an ounce. What should be the weight of his leaden sinker so as to cause the cork to just float? (Specific gravity oflead beingll, and, of cork, J). Horse Wouldn't Stand For It. The supplement of "rats," "tresses," "switches," "puffs" and heavens only knows what else for female adornment, probably was what suggested an idea to a Lititz man. He has a good horse as far as ability is concerned, but its beauty is marred by the sparse growth of hair on the tail, which is familiarly knows as a "rat tail." Thinking to overcome this he attached a switch, and the horse promptly resented it by kicking with all its might. The owner saw it would never do, but the greatest trouble was when be tried to detach the artificial appendage. Everytime he got within encouraging distance of the horse one or both of the rear feet struck out like a regular Johnson up-percut. After wasting a lot of time, not to speak of the danger he risked, the human mind conquered over brute force, but the man never tried it again. FOUND MUCH PLUNDER. Recover Goods Claimed to Have Been Stolen by I r a Booz. Following the arrest of Ira Booz, of Lancaster, who is also known as Ira Benson, the home of Booz was searched, at No. 502 Beaver street, and found a lot of goods ranging from lead pencils to dynamite. The goods found were con-veyed to police station in a wagon. The goods included six bottles filled with rock powder of the kind used for blast-ing. Some of these bottles hold more than a quart. A half dozen other bot-tles contained oil of the kind used in drilling through iron. There are sever-al small cans of powder, a box of caps used to explode charges of powder and dynamite and a small battery. There is almost a full set of carpenter tools. There are five large daggers with deer leg handles, which are brand new, be-sides a big bladed knife that closes. One box contains about a gross of lead pencils in their original packages, never having been opened. There are many packs of new playing cards, three cheap watches, Elk pins and other badges, cigar cases, games, puzzles, a dozen new whiskey glasses, new handker-chiefs, large bunches of dainty writing paper and envelopes of the kind used by ladies. Booz is about twenty years of age and he had been suspected of robberies before. , OVER THE STATE. Many Indiana county horses are af-flicted with a malignant mange, which is causing the owners much uneasiness. A large Arctic owl, known to orni-thology as the snowy owl, was recently killed near MifHintown by John Shirk. •A Union town woman who sued for divorce testified in court that her hus-band had threatened to fill her body so full of lead the undertaker would not be able to lift it. Miss Mary E. Roberts, of East Ebens-burg, received by parcels post, from friends in Dorcaster, England, a plum pudding, a mince pie and a fruit cake, the whole weighing 5 pounds 11 ounces. Postage, TOs 6d. Mrs. Gilbert Moore, of Oneida town-ship, Huntingdon county, rescued three frogs from a watersnake. One it had wholly swallowed, the second was half swallowed and the third was caught in the snake's tail. All were alive. Five weeks ago Mrs. Charles Beam, of Berlin, broke a twig from an apple tree in her yard aud put it in a flower pot to support one of her house plants. Five clusters of fragrant and beautiful apple blossoms have opened on this twig. Mr?. Charles Brown, of Oil City, leaned her arm upon a cushion, and it picked up a needle that entered the flesh its entire length. The doctor had to make an incision to reach it with forceps. At the same place Dudley Carnahan, in his bare feet, stepped upon the lapel of a coat in which were four needles, all of which entered his foot. It took "the doctor, an X-ray and a kuife to put him right again: Judge William E. Porter, of Law-rence county, has a unique plan for im-proving the roads. His plan is a jail on wheels, that is, a place where pris-oners can be locked up at night and transported from place to place and em-ployed in road-making during the day. During the last summer he put his idea to a test and the results were eminently satisfactory. The prisoners graded away a high hill on the West Pittsburg road, near New Castle, and constructed a cement bridge over a culvert 80 feet long. WITHIN THE COUNTY. Hundreds of ducks of all varieties flew up the Susquehanna on Sunday. Mrs. Henry Pefler and Mrs. William Manning, both of Mt. Joy, twin sisters, were 78 on Saturday. The stable of J . H. Levenight, near Marietta, was entered and a valuable horse stabbed and left to bleed to death. Ground has been staked off in Eliza-bethtown for a factory for the Lancas-ter Scale Company, and work at build-ing will begin as soon as the weather is fit. The County Commissioners have ap-pointed Hon. Ephraim S. Hoover, of Manheim township, a Prison inspector of the county, to fill the vacancy caused by the death of the late Richard V. Regar. Monroe W. Buch, of Penn township, has been appointed R. F. D. carrier of Route No. 5 from Manheim, succeeding John A. Lehn, who resigned several week ago. Mr. Buch has been substi-tute carrier on Route No. 1 for some time. I t has been fully decided, according to general rumor, that Governor Stuart is going to appoint Horace L. Halde-man of Marietta, as state treasurer, to serve from the first Monday in May in place of Treasurer-elect Stober, who died. At two public sales held at the White Horse hotel in Salisbury township, on Tuesday, $20,000 worth of liye stock was disposed of. TheChurchtown band furnished music ; there was a big crowd and the sales were followed' by a fox chase. Walter B. (louder, son of Mr. and Mrs. B. B. Gonder, of Strasburg, left this week for the Philippine Islands to be gone three years. He will go by way of San Francisco and return by the Suez canal, thus going around the world. His business is to investigate and report to the government upon sugar producing crops and soils adapt-ed to sugar production. Growing wheat shows little winter injury so far. The plant got a poor start in the fall and the fields were cov-ered with ice for several weeks, creat-ing the fear that much of it would be smothered. So far as can be seen little of that has taken place except possibly in spots. But the critical time of alter-nate freezing and thawing, heaving of the ground and breaking of roots is yet to come and the prospects, while not distinctly bad, are none too promising. |
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