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'<^l^ HE wammm Item Vol. XXVI. AN nfDBPBNDBNT FAMILY NBW8PAPBK, DBVOTBD TO LITERATURE, LOCAL AND GENERAL INTBLUGENCE. NAZARETH, PA., PRIDAY MORNING, JUNE 20,1017 No 30. SKA SHORE SAND for Ohildren. The Trumbower Co. , NAZARETH, PA. Branch Office No. 18 Belvidere Street. Telephone Connections. MMMMMMMMIi'l »»ll llW<liiWi<M> H W BH BiHWH Um* WH tl H SUMMER SCHOOL JUNE, JULY, AUGUST, Regular and special courses. Short commercial courses for teachers, Enroll any time. Write today for special Summer School Oircular. South Bethlehem Business College, Third and New Streets, South Bethlehbm, Pa. . >6J'.>J&Jlt> JLJfcilt,i-*friMi.1liiMi.M.Jf " " " , PIDGIN ISLAND By HAROLD NacGRATH Conrritfkt hy rrank A. NoaMjr Co. 30HN p. gaRDlLli NAZARETH, PENNA. mmm0mv^ PROLOOUB. • A tmb of myatery, advantara imd romanee ia thta narrativa of ma artd ahora. The author haa Dfon a national rapntation for akill tn depicting character and in con- faring interesting aitaationa for iha entertainment of hia readers. He haa lived up to it in thia atory, in which rapid action is a domi- nating feature. Cranford, the keen witted international spy, and hia clashes with Smead, ihe notorioaa diamond smuggler, are highly dramatic, Yoa will want ! to meet Diana, true to the core, a typical American girl, as inde¬ pendent and aa charming as they maRethem. Who was she? What ia the strange secret that seems to affect her every action? Why doea ahe hie herself away to far- off, isolated Pidgin ialand and risk her life needleaaly on atormy aaaa? All theae questions and othera you w(ll find well worth white aolving. PlRST-(?IjaSS Plumbing. AIR FURNAOBS, STOVES, PUMPS, ROOFING and SPOUTING. AT.T. WORK GUARANTEED. Oldest Established Aeat Market Belvidere Street, Nasareth InTitet yon to call. Our me.\i aad pricei will always be tuun. right. We want a share of yom IMitronaffe, and fair treatmeai will be accorded you H. E. SEYFRIED, H. L. ROTH Pi4inTER and PAPlRYJAtKQlR Satisfactory work done at reasonable rates. GIVE US A CALL. SlateBelt 'phone. 154 S. Whitfield Street, NAZARETH. PENNA. |HOT WEATHER OLOTHES FOR MEN f Fnll aMOttnent .of Palm Beach, Kool Krash and Mohsir two piece sniti with plain or pinch backs at $7.00 and up. fiSM WmTt fn MNMKi WEM good collection of fine madras crepes, pongees, cheriots and silks aoft ctifft i»ith or without colls r attached also sport shirts SOctolS.OO , Boys* Blonact apecial 30c snd SOc. Straw Hata in Panamas, Suanits, Splits, etc., for men and boys' also whitf tloth hats for men aad white duck hats for children 56e t^ 1^00. . s MVl Mtf CNILORCNt W«N sum Whitt, Blacht Crash, Siren, Kakhi etc., good looking styles 60c to 13.00 • Boy's waalif M« Knichers, Kakhi, Linen and crash SOc. ASK. r&ttrti^swArs '"lIlS-rtTSrSt. KAZAREIW. PA. Onrston.clMiwJikeaUplliar Maaanalh BtorM. tTeiy CHAPTER I. "Tm Complaat Angiar." THE scarlet apple bung on the bough and tbe purple grnpe iu the vine, and over tlie culm, clear water of the mighty lake came tbe incomparable perHumea of loam and fleld. The girl iu the tlabing boat closed her eyes In drowsy ecstasy. Uer lii'S stir¬ red, and she breathed deei)lj' aud strongly in vain to catch the essence of those namable yet intangible perfuiues. At the same time there wus u swlii Of water about the oar blades, uud the grizzled old guide smiled us he suw tbe rod describe a hulf circle and beui-d the line speak like a softly touched barpstrlng. A moment later there wus a silvery flash thirty feet away, and tben the battle began. The girl set her teeth upou her uetli- ep lip, supremely excited. Oh, tho brave flsh! Sure that har strike Imd gone bome, she relaxed her thumb, and the reel purred under the wild dusli for the deep ledge which fell away abrurrt- ly from the shoal. Twenty feet she let him go, then her thumb came down relentfessly. Willi the butt of the rod snug uuder her left arm, her left hand elusping the reel. ahe begnn slowly to bring bim in. Uii. ap he came, broke, K-panKling the uli- Wlth topaz drops; down into the deeiw again, to the right, to tbe left, toward tbe boat. Could she beat him? A bit of slack now and she would lose him. But well she knew the game. She awept the rod into her right band, tiolding it high. Just in time. He wa.s atraight below now. Easily she low¬ ered the rod; the tip almost touched the water. Mighty tiigs, strong and aavage. She had him. Sbe began to strip the line expertly, and presently she saw bim, a tiger of tbe lakes, a streak of golden brown against a background af Jade and em¬ erald and malacblt& "The net!" Imperiously. She played him till be came to ttie top, on his side, and deftly abo reach¬ ed under him with the mesh. <3olden brown for a moment longer, and then black aa a coal he lay at her fSet gaap¬ ing, beaten. She stared down at hlm-ao email a thing; yet so wild and atrong; hia flns Btretcbed their wldaaf, Ma tan like a beantlful fan. Soberly she passed the net over to the guide, who reached down Inside and thrust a blunt finger into the gills. "Whnt d'y' know 'bout thnt?" he cried aa he exhibited the book, which bad fallen out. "T he'd on'y known it—one more yank 'n' be wouldn't be here. Take 'Im bome! He'll go three ponn' 'n' half. 1 never see a more perfeck flsh." "Let hlm go," she answered, rubbing har aching wrists. The guide laid the bass in tbe wa¬ tar. The erstwhile tiger righted bim¬ aelf, sank a foot or two and vanished Ilk* the shadow of a flying bird. "Tou're th' beat sport Mlaa Wynne, I ttvsr ico'" "Tbanka. How many bait left?" "Four," after a glance into tho bait pall. "He will not dier "Nope; they wa'n't no blood on Mm. 1 long '¦ they don't bleed none they're all right But it ain't no uae lottln' th' bleedera go bsefc. They make a Mc fnaa at th' atartoflT. bat thay oomeo np aooaer 'r later, "a* th' galls git 'am." "Brave tblngal" •Tbat's 'caaaa yoo'rt a feal flaber- SMO. miaa. Sonw tf Vb' folks aa flah ftom tb' villi«s slat psrtlekler wbnt they git la th' box. We alat bfooght BS a flah nadsr teurtaan iaehaa. •M* whoa I tsU th' boys tbat yoo throw baek two "a' thsas psoaden, why. thay MM th' haw-haw. I. Whal fStts waalt early 'n' th' gittin' t' bed early 'n' livln' like human beln's fer a few days. A two poun' bass'U do more 'n' any pill I ever beard of." The girl laugbed. Iu tbe few days sbe bad been up here she bad grown quite fond of tbe old man at the oars. Tbere waa more in his native philos¬ ophy'- tban In many htooks. '"They's a young feller comes up here who's Jes' like you. Sport all th' way through. Ketcbes 'nough fer ¦bore dbiuer 'n' chucks th' rest back. Tbey ain't uo sale o' bass these days, but that didn't make no difference with hini. It was th' game. He alius throwed th' little ones back. Wanted 'm t' grow. He ain't been up here this year. Like's not he's gallavantin' in Chiny. He's caught'sharks, miss; gone whalin' 'n' all tbat, but be alius comes back here. Tbey ain't nuthin' like black bass." The guide baited the hook, cast It far out, took up the oars nnd rowed townrd the island. Tbe girl shaded her eyes and looked oft Kingston way, through the bont channels, then bnck to the island, at which her gnze became flxed, witb a Uttle perpendicular line above her nose as a mute commentary on the state of her mind—worry. Pidgin island, a whitewashed light towerins above a dilnpldated dwelling,' aud a purnlytlc boathouse, all aiuid :i jumble of bowlders und sickly bo.s- cnge. At lunch she hud Kmte up iiitir the light, and below sho liiid seen tlie treacherous shoals which stietclnvl out their sinister arms like a KiKmitic starfish. Pidgin island, a desolate spot if ever there wus one, mau forsaken In the winter and iifiparently God fors.Tkeu nlwnys. ITiid she not plckoil up tliu poor Uttle lund birds which hnd ben ten out their lives the night boforo agninst the cruel, brilliant gla.ss? Uncle BUly wondered wbat she wns thinking about. He knew little enough of woman and her subtle ways for all that ho had been married these thirty long years. His lore began when he left the bonse In the morning and ended when he entered it agnln nt night. He knew that they wanted gewgaws on Sunday and a new hat twice n yenr, wnnte<l attention, wnnted compliments when¬ ever they turned out a good bit of cooking, gossiped and smiled awn.t each other's reputation—yes, he knew tbis much. the life out of good edible potatoes. Pride which looks back only so far, to tbe plateau ut>d the castle keep, which refuses to seo the vuUey below nnd Ihe fierce, long climb up. Vou never think of the old chap who started the game originally uud niayho dk'd hallway up, rough haude<l, rough hearted, rough ixxlled, not afnild of work, of battle." I paused, then went on: "Nob(xJy hns u kind wonl for tho roots of the fnmlly tree. I mean tbo roots dowu lu tlie gmiiiid, not tliu trunk. Family pride! .V punk to youi' pilUe! Pride Us good oniy wbeu It serves to malce us stand on our own two legs. Born und bred a gentleninn has done more hann"— "Man. am I a cad nfter all?" Crnn¬ ford looked hurt. "No, boy; you're as cleiin and fine as they mnke 'om, tmt I want to get it out of your mind thnt work such as you do is lieneath you. Nothing nf tho kind. You wouldn't mind Ijeing a military attache in Japan or In Ger¬ many, would you? No." The other made no reply. "What Is the diplomatic service, an.v- way, but spying in fustiionaljie clotlies, mufti nnd military You're workini; along nnother nrm, thnt's nil, free to come, free to go. and not more than a baker's dozen know wlint you arc dn- ing. On the other hand, qnlt It If it hurts you." "I cnn't. You know rery well tli.ir I'm good for nothing else. I wnnt an Income of about .$7.<i(iO n .vear. It's In my blood to like cigars such as tliii one is—luxuries. Do yon suppose I'd have gone into It at nil If it hndiic been for that? Oh, Ixardl I'm grnte¬ ful enough to you for landing me tlio Job, but It lia.s made me mighty dis- coiitonled witli myself. To wnndei' from April tlli October over thore, an ordlnnry bloodhound In the intest fash¬ ion, keeping tal) on every Jeweler wli'i Is genernliy ns big n sneak us I am and shnring half the gains with hini. It's a bad business. I'm getting so that I can't look a man strnight in the eyes any more." "IIow about the other side of thn medal?" "What?" "The renl thieves r "Oh, that's sport! The odds are even, give nnd take. Thnt's the phii.so which mnkes It possible for me to keep up front when I share myself. They know exactly wiiere they stnnd. and a few of thera kuow that I know. For the deuce of it Ls some of thom have found me out and have threat- But he couldn't understand why two women who hated each other like pol-1 ened me." son were always sure to kLss when Crnnford shuddered. they met on the street, why they toid "That's the one reason why I'm home ^_^ I now. I've got to He low for nwhUe. .V : bad crowd, liecause every one of them has brnlns. On my word, I know but threo of them, nnd there nre twen¬ ty workhig tho rncket. I wear n van- dyke over there; grow it before I start and cut It off on the way home. Friends chaff me, thinking I'm trying to forelgnize myself. But the other people nie;iu no real harm. Why should a rich country like this demand .so much Intolerable duty? Aren't we heavUy ta.\ed as it Is? I teli you that the general run of smuggling Is nothing more than n sense of reprlsnl. They tne rest or tlio nrtenioon looking over tackle." I was wllUng enough. At 4:30 Cran¬ ford had purchased live of the very flnest rods, a thousand yards of liin! and lender^) nud hooks nnd sinkers. Fishermen—I menu true tisliernieu- are odd chaps. They muy have a garret full of serv¬ iceable tackle, yet regul.irly each sea¬ son thoy buy new rods, new lines, new reels, and nine times out of ten the uld rod, the old line, the old reel, theso do the work. The most ileli)-;!itful liraiiistorm in the world, tlie pleasantest mania, thi.s foraging In tjie garret for tiie ti'ckli' box, this testing of old rods and tho flnal visit to tlie oiitfllteis'. Even the trivial affair of piircli.islng a rnllway ticket Is not witliout its charm. You become all at once an eiivialile being-- to other men. Kverybody looks at yon pieas.'intly and smiles. They know ami iiiiderstand. Your tackle box (wblch will not tit In any kit Img knowni nnd your rod ease mnke patent to the worid at largo your coming adventures. Envied, in¬ deed, for nor. all of us ni.ny surrender to tills primitive longing. Even those of us who may not go give thanks thut something remains to Postal Lawa tbat SDbscrlivtloM paid promptly. A hias pencil mark li, this cl"cle meaae joar aal^ srrlptitia in das, aai me will thaak roa tm A prompt mnlttaaes. ~r-ii nrrenu to ever.vtniug. sir. vvnat time shall I meet you nt the station?" "Somewhere around midnight, Trnin leaves at V2." ".Iust liefor(> von cnnica man called." "Who?" "Ue wouirjnt give his name, sir. Letter of introduction, he said. When I toid him that .vou had Just returned from Europe lie said he'd call again." Master and nnin If.oked at each oth¬ er fiteadily. "Well?"" "Very good looking chap, sir; well dres-sed. only I dldirt like his smile." "Have you ever seen hlm Ijefore?" "HLs face is new to me, sir." Cranford walked over to one of the windows iind guzeil seriously at the toui-h of color across the river In the wooded highliinil.s. ¦ . - u fli I l'i<-iilc on Saturday. The Xazaretii .Moravian Sunday- call us back to tlio open. So Uttle ono school picnic will be held at Black needs upon those adventures—n few changes of chitlies and a book written liy a man named Ike Wnlton, maybe, tucked uway In your pocket. That's life for you! I bade Cranford goodliy at the sub¬ way. And as I had nothing to do with this strange tale, save to push Crun¬ ford Into it, innocently enough, I'll siiy goodby to you too. Exit, then, first person, singular, perficndicuiiir. Enter several vllhiins, und strife and' tur¬ moil, iind peiice and calm, and roseate romance. In a bedroom of one of the glitter clutter holels on Hroadway there siitii mnn. lie was ah of that—<leep nt chest, pow-crful of frame, wltli a head as [iictnres(|ne as a lion's. .V worl;:i- dny cliaii, he wns; no hawk lienk, wn sweeping lilack mustache so dear tii tho penny dreadful. Ills fnce was round, a brief commeiitiiry on the ^M•st of cooks. He hild reinarkatilc control of tliat face. He could make it Jolly, pleasant, wliimsicnl—a cnpital asset in his iiusiness. However, jnst now It was not a pleasant face to look upon. There was venom In his o.ves nnd venom on his tongue nnd venom tn bla heart. Plain sailing, unless you Crossed him; easy going, unless you caused him to stumble: then, watch out. From time to time lie nursed the bandaged ieg propped by soveral pillows. "fJet hini. I say; get hlm. He's oue of the swell vultures- His room was next to mine at tlie Continental. He tumbled to the crutches. Nice llttK- keyhole boy. Well, now we know the man, and lie knows prn'tlcally all about me. (iu for lilra; break lilin." "How?" asked the young mnn by the window. "Iliiven't you got any brains? Must I think for everyb.;<lyr "Keep a civil tongue In your head." The yuiaii,' man turned. His Iirown eyes were iis hard ami cold ns the blu murmure<l "They'a a young fsllsr eemaa up her* who's jM' like yeu." the truth over big issnes and lied like alxty over tbe little ones, why tbey al¬ ways wanted to marry tbe good look¬ ing scalawags and sometimes did and took a walloping regularly Saturday nights. • •••••• Cranford lighted bis cigar nnd slid his legs imder tbe table, ease and com¬ fort personified. Witb one hand in a trouser pocket. ths other caressing the thick roll of aromatic tobacco, his eyes narrowed dreamily, be presented the enviable picture of a man who was absolutely care free. But thla attitude no more deceived me than beauty does; It was only skin deep. In Cranford'a aoul there was a can¬ ker, and I knew that in a moment or two he wonld come back to tbe rude bualness of life. •Why can't it always be like this?" hs complained. "Why sbould I bave to bear the broat of a fool grandfa¬ ther's didoes, wbo threw away half a dosen fortunes on horses and carda and NIblo's beantieaT Siiy poor dad killed himaelf trying to sSTe something oat of tbe wreck. Aad now look at ths work I iMVs to dof If a hoasst. Oraa." I aald. Tlflle! From certain points of Tlsw, y«L It'a hooaat to you, it'a boosat to ths govanuBSBt tbat pays ms. aad all tlmt, bat down in my soul I koow tt ts hs a Tils bualneaa proflt in the dlslMB- Sity of othsrs, often my friends." •Tbey know tbe law. Whsa thay htosk it tbay ast only whafs sooUag Is thSBk" "Oh, I kaow that Bat to hoag thsm In Pads or Boom sr Lo^ < to spy oa tiwm Uks a romawa p* te bstMy thsob Is at tbs saaM slsbs Ilanysarsa If I hsdat has attmt do not look uiion it as thieving at all. ones of the older man. It was a hand- They arc not bringing tilings Into the j gome, lean, uell bred face, tirst gl!iii''e. but scrutiny revealed an astonisliing numlier of Haws. Wlmt nature liad generously intended to be lioyLsh lienu- ty some inner force, working outward, had iiuliilied. He, too. eouM wear liU mask, be charming, winning. Between those two men there was no mummery; tliey knew each other's masks too well. country to sell again." "Treason, treason!" softly. "Bosh!" "We'll let it go ns you say. But let me tell you what the real trouble Is. Cran. You don't know, but I do." Solemnly I went through the mimic¬ ry of casting a line or paying out, of striking, of playing nnd all that rig¬ marole so dear to the fisherman's henrt. Crnnford grinned. "Homing dock," I went on, "and Kox, Grenadier and tho creek, Snnd bay. Long Island and Horseshoe! Eh! And the call of the duck nnd the geese and the foolish loon nnd tho dip of the hell diver, and the croak of the mud hen.s in the rushes nnd the bald eagle in the dead pine top. .\nd don't fur- get Pidgin island, with the bnr that goes northerly and the le<lpo where the old sockdolagers He In wnlt for cliuli and shiner and ernb. Thirty feet of lino straight down and the skill of a slelght-o'-hand man to beat "em as they break for the surface! What?" "I know more abont that country in one minute thnn you'd lenrn In twenty years." "Ulght-o!" I admitted. ".\nd why the dickens don't you skip town tonight and stay up there till tho middle of October? Get your tackle nnd hike, boy." "I haven't been up there since a year ago last June." "Wire old Tncle BUly. and tomorrow at this time you'll be eating honed bass and green corn nnd wjisliing It down with the flnest coffee ever brewed. Lord, how I wish I didn't hive to write yams for a living! I'd g.i with yon quickly enough. But I've hnd my Taeatlon." "Where'd you go?" eagerly at lust. I smiled. "Hnng It! Hnve you been up there?" isaentfully. "Did you hnve I'ncle Bil¬ ly row youi How'd they rtm? Aa- goat? I'll bet you!" "And got cauglit out at Charity shoals in a tbunderhig ir.ow, and BU- ly'e bally old engine biok,. down, and I had to row whi;e !i.' puttered with ¦ome twenty odd s| i;k pugs, (Irent 4syi Got tbe limit: -.ct as a dlsh- lOgl Oot back to the hotel about 7. BR>t~^ down six times, aud all the Vhtk the aea wus running bigger aud |lgg< \ Sbe cuu blow sume up there, ) me. Hundreds of mllea of Iweep for the wbid.'' "It do it," said Cranford. "Ill go V >>¦ it Clean out my soul up there la ute open. 1 want to get away from 1 wouder why I didn't at At Fay the waiter, and we'll ¦a iswa Is Fork Dlace and tool awav "E' CHAPTER II. The Man With a Sear. IGHT thousand of my money guile to glory.'' snarled the older man. "Eight. Wouldn't let me pay duty. Contiscated thetn. And your swell gets his tifty-flfty for his little game of 1-spy. If I hadn't broken this leg! It will he three weeks before I can Use it. Push the button." "The button won't help you. I^eiive that stuir alone." "IloUy tolty! I know what 1 want Push it. " The youug man did so, not without opeu contempt- "I'll stnrt out It will be a Job. but I believe I cnn handle it." "And tills otiier affair coming ofl'. with me here like a dead iiiiUi. ' "I have told you that thiit will ite handled all right. Besides, it Is my roncern iuiyliuw." "Where did you get them?" "That iiiso is my affair. If you want my advhe you'ii stick to this room till the thing is dune. They may follow you." "You're dee|i. boy." "Ah!" nuncommiitaily. "I'll be in again late tonU'lii. Keep awake if you can." "With this 1,'g I •«ou't have any trouble." Meantime Cranfurd went directly to his npartinents. He had iirrived in Anieri'U only the dny befure. H« found his mnn taking off the sheets flora the furnituie. Vli the windows were open. The air which blew In was mild nnd summery. It waa a promise of good weat her. "Don't bother. Warr ti. nbout fixing the rooms. I hn\e dc iilod to go up to the lake and tish for three or four weeks." "Yes, sir." "You haven't bought any groceries?" -No, sir." "Then you cao while uway the time oa your truck farm till I notify you of aiy return. Gel out my flslUng stuff aad the old kit-bag- You know exact¬ ly wbat I 8ha:i uaed." "Toa'll be taking your guna, alrT" "Might aa wall And slip in ths aa« ItaMitte WhUe you're aboat tt. Ifa Dotttac csoa aad Uock Grovo. Xazareth. on .Saturday afternoon. June 3U. The committee is arranging to have games to entertain tlie chUd¬ ren and the swings will be repaired. The Nazaretli Band will furnish mu¬ sic. The refreshment stand will serve ice cream, sof; drinks and and candies. .\n eliorl is being made to have ail the members and friends of the Sunday-school and congregation attend the picnic. Tlic spring at lilack Ilock has been cleaned and new benches have been erected. John E^delman. liveryman, will run a 'bus from town to the grove dur¬ ing the afternoon and evening. The committee appointed to ar¬ range games and entertainment for' the Moravian Sunday-school picnic at Black Rock on Saturday next, has completed its pians and offers a very interesting program of spor's and amusements. The program will be started promptly at two thirty o'clock,, when it Is expected that all memhers wiil be at the grove. Suit¬ able prizes will be awarded in each event; but the prizes will be merely incidental to the real purpose of the games—the amusement of the mem¬ bers and their friends. The program is as follows: A. For younger boys. 1- Bag race. 2. Wheelbarrow race. 3- Three-legged race. 4. Shoe race. B. For older boys. 1- I'ot-hreaking contest. 2. Broad jump. 3- Shoe raie- 4. Distance ruu. C- For girls. 1. I'eiuuit: scramble. 1'. Potato race. :i. Miirshmallow tug. 4. Selected games. D. ¦ For adults. 1. Walking race. Wind (iiip -Mr. ami .Mrs. Frank P.issmillor and daughter Stella, of Xazareth. .Mr. and Mrs. Eugene Rissrailier and daughter Xaomi. of Pon .\rgyl; Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Rissmiller. Mrs. Robert Riss¬ miller and sons Roy and Clark and Thonias Rissmiller. of Wind Gap. all spent Sunday at Lehighton, visiting Otto Frey and famiiy. Mrs. Eugene Rissmiller and daugh¬ ter, of Pen Argyl spent Tuesday visit¬ ing Mr. and Mrs. Chester Seigel. .Mrs. Zella Wittenberg and son Harold, of Pittoburg are visiting Mr¬ and Mrs. Thonias Rissmiller cf Wind Gap for several weeks, after spending sometime witli her sisiter, at Potts¬ town. The Ladies' Aid Society and the Baracea Bible class wiil hold a straw¬ berry and ice cream festival ii the basement of tlie First M. E. ("hurch, of Wind Gap, next Saturday even¬ ing. June .'SO. The First M. E. Church, of Wind Gap. was organized about fifteen years ago with six charter members of whom five are still living, Mr. and Mrs. C. A. Daniel, .Mrs. Emma F. Titus (her husband was also a char¬ ter member but died in 1903) Rich¬ ard Brown and :\Irs. Elizabeth A. Fvans. The "Dollar Day' service last Sun¬ day night was a splendid success. Each member wao supposed lo bring $1. but at Ihe close of the service 1: was found that there had been re¬ ceived more dollars than members on the church record. The special music by the choir, duet by Mr. and Mrs. W. S. Deats and solo by Mrs. Mack were very credi¬ tably rend. ied. Rev. W. J. Baw¬ den. of Bai ;or. preached a very ef¬ fective sermon from I. Timothy IV. 8. -Vfter tl25 had been raised C. A. Daniel, treasurer of the church, pre¬ sented a canceled note amounting to %\2h from the Citizens Bank of Wind Gap. Mr. Daniel set fire to the note on a tray which was held by the sec¬ retary, J. R. Cpwling. .\s the note ascended in smoke, the entire con¬ gregation rose to their feet afld very heartilly sang. "Praise Ood from Whom all Blessings Flow." Succ«»s.sful Rntortainment. An entertainment was given In the Moravian Sunday-school Chapel on Tuesday evening by the Twenty Min¬ ute Society. The program conileted of drills, music, etc. The Society made a proflt of ,$50 which will be placoKl to the building fund- Mall Your tietter* Early. Correspondents of the "Item" arc kindly requested to mail their let¬ ters as' early aa possible, next week on account of a holiday July 4. If letters oould be mailed Monday, this would be a 'ureat convenience. "^ High Bi;liool Commeacflmeat. The commeneement of the Maia- ireth High School will be held on priday ersaing, Jans 2S, ia St. John's Lofthsran Charch. Miss Aaaa M. Bsba Is Salataitorian aaA Mlsa Ida Schsflsr, Tslsdlstoriaa. ^
Object Description
Title | The Nazareth Item |
Masthead | The Nazareth Item |
Volume | 26 |
Issue | 30 |
Subject | Nazareth's first English newspaper |
Description | A weekly home town newspaper published from December 4, 1891 to November 20, 1975 |
Publisher | The Nazareth Publishing Company |
Physical Description | weekly newspaper |
Date | 1917-06-29 |
Location Covered | United States, Pennsylvania, Northampton County, Nazareth |
Type | Text |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | image/tiff |
Source | microfilm |
Language | eng |
Rights | Public Domain |
Contact | For information on source and images, contact the Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity, Attn: Reference Department, 295 E. Center Street, Nazareth, PA 18064. Phone: (610) 795-4932. |
Contributing Institution | Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity |
Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
Month | 06 |
Day | 29 |
Year | 1917 |
Description
Title | The Nazareth Item |
Masthead | The Nazareth Item |
Volume | 26 |
Issue | 30 |
Subject | Nazareth's first English newspaper |
Description | A weekly home town newspaper published from December 4, 1891 to November 20, 1975 |
Publisher | The Nazareth Publishing Company |
Physical Description | weekly newspaper |
Date | 1917-06-29 |
Date Digitized | 2008-03-12 |
Location Covered | United States, Pennsylvania, Northampton County, Nazareth |
Type | Text |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | image/tiff |
Digital Specifications | Image was scanned by OCLC at the Preservation Service Center in Bethlehem, PA. Archival Image is an 8-bit greyscale tiff that was scanned from microfilm at 300 dpi. The original file size was 35516 kilobytes. |
Source | microfilm |
Language | eng |
Rights | Public Domain |
Contact | For information on source and images, contact the Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity, Attn: Reference Department, 295 E. Center Street, Nazareth, PA 18064. Phone: (610) 795-4932. |
Contributing Institution | Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity |
Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
Full Text |
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AN nfDBPBNDBNT FAMILY NBW8PAPBK, DBVOTBD TO LITERATURE, LOCAL AND GENERAL INTBLUGENCE.
NAZARETH, PA., PRIDAY MORNING, JUNE 20,1017
No 30.
SKA SHORE SAND
for Ohildren. The
Trumbower Co.
, NAZARETH, PA. Branch Office No. 18 Belvidere Street. Telephone Connections.
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Month | 06 |
Day | 29 |
Year | 1917 |
Sequence | 1 |
Page | 1 |
FileName | 19170629_001.tif |
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