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J. BENSON ODER, Editor FORTY-SECOND YEAR. NO. 4 ftOMEM a m Helps Ibooster trips worth while " Ilf Actual Financial Benefit Cannot Be Bhown, They Still Have a Distinct Value. There is a difference of opinion among Burlington business men as to the value of so-called booster trips. .Close figuring has convinced a num ber that these trips do not pay. That Is, that there is not sufficient new business developed to make up for the jtlme and money expended. And perhaps that may be true. But there are always things which your mathematical man is apt to overlook. He is of the kind who counts the day wasted that is spent at the fishing club or on the golf grounds. The booster trip has a value, and a much greater one than is generally appre ciated. It enables the members of the booster party to get acquainted with some of the actual or prospective cus tomers. It may open the way for future business. But what is much more valuable and Important, it makes the members of these parties better acquainted with each other. And, then, it is a day, or a week, ostensibly devoted to business, but partly* de voted to pleasure. It Is a change from the eternal routine, and few of your mathematical men realize how im portant, how necessary, an occasional change of this kind is, and how heavy is the cost that those are called upon 'to pay who never indulge themselves .with such a change of program. Even where there are no direct 'demonstrable benefits, the booster f trip is of great value, of real benefit, to all who take part therein.—Burling iton Hawkeye. UPLIFT IN LOVE OF NATURE Cultivation of Ornamental Trees and Plants Marks Always a People of Refinement. It is an unquestioned fact, certified by all observant travelers of broad ex perience, that the cultivation of orna mental trees and plants has an uplift ing and ennobling influence on all man kind. No matter in what quarter of 'the earth you are traveling, you will Invariably meet with the best recep tion at that domicile where the great est love of nature is manifest, through the cultivation or presence of plants and flowers. ' Aside from the orchard sections, it Is a rare occurrence, in any state, to note In rural districts a farmyard where any intelligent or orderly at tempt has been made to beautify the grounds, and In small towns decorated, :tidy premises are equally rare. Door -yards in the outskirts of cities are often Just as unkempt. In places of lawns, flowers, trees and shrubs we find broken-down wagons, farm imple ments and machinery about an un painted house scarcely fit for a stable, and not infrequently stock runs loose .about the house. This disagreeable phase of life Is pictured merely to ask if good, cheer ful, intelligent citizens of high stand ard may be reared amid such sur foundings. Can you expect culture and refinement in young men and women coming from such so-called 'homes? And the pathos of it all is 'that they are not to be held account able for their uncouthness, for, given a fair chance, most of them would de velop into men and women of many graces and accomplishments.—Ex change. Street Paving. Macadam roads, long the standard paving construction for highways, have had their day; the automobile has made it necessary to adapt pave ments to a new traffic. Prof. Arthur H. Blanchard of Columbia notes in Engineering News that the yardage of new bituminous pavements, construct ed by “penetration” methods, in creased in eight states from 25,200 in 1908 to 8,680,900 in 1911, and, of bituminous concrete pavements, from 4,400 yards in 1908 to 608,100 in 1911. ,Of the surfaces for macadam pave ments already laid, Professor Blanch ard says: “That more permanent forms of con struction are favored by our state commission is clearly shown by the marked decrease in use of light oils ,for surface treatment of roads, and the decided increase in the surface treatment of roads with heavy asphalt ed cements.” Move for Clvio Beauty Is Old. At Stockbridge, Mass., modem neighborhood improvements were be gun through the efforts of Mrs. Mary G. Hopkins in 1853; she started the Laurel Hill Village Improvement as sociation and rescued the neglected cemetery and church green from a condition reflecting on the refinement of the village which associates the parnes of Jonathan Edwards, Nathan iel Hawthorne, James Russell and oth er# equally as distinguished. Remarkable! A local preacher who was address ing the public meeting of a Sunday school anniversary made an eloquent appeal to the risible faculties of his audience by declaring: “I’m glad to be here, because this meeting has to do with boys and girls. I do not for get I was a boy an' 1 g’-’ m ; once I” Miss Sunbonnet By'Susanne Glenn (Copyright, 1912, by Associated Literary Press.) A neat, white picket fence stretched between the two gardens. The gardens were as equal in ex cellence as two gardens very well can be; perhaps the garden of the little white cottage may have contained a few more flowers than the garden of the big white house. But even that was a question. Jeannette Perry sat in her tiny grape arbor thinking hard. She was thinking about James Harper. How could anyone, knowing the circum stances, sit in the Perry garden and not think of James Harper? “Good morning, Miss Sunbonnet,” he had said on the very first morning she ventured into the garden, as he en deavored to get a glimpse at the face under the faded pink folds. When the girl lifted her head, the man gave a start of astonishment at the steady, questioning brown eyes and serious, sweet lips. “I —I beg your pardon,” he stam mered. “I thought you were a child.” “I am glad you are neighborly,” she answered simply, “since our gardens adjoin. Perhaps you will not mind showing me how to do things? I nev er made a garden before.” “If only you will let me,” he cried eagerly. So it came about that James Harper worked in the Perry garden as much as he did In his own, and every plant, every flower spoke loudly of his pres ence. Jeannette was very happy in her Eden. While she dug in the soft earth on her side of the trim picket fence, her heart seemed to grow unaccount ably mellow and receptive. As she planted the seeds and tended the young plants at James’ direction, other invisible seeds were sown that mg “I’m Glad You Are Neighborly." produced roses in her cheeks and mu sic in her voice. “You are a great gardener, Miss Sunbonnet,” James often observed, “and you seem to grow with it. I am getting jealous; you are beating me-” “It is because I love everything so— they cannot help growing for me!” “You are a little girl, after all,” he said, smiling indulgently. And still Jeannette did not under stand, did not comprehend what it all meant, until Lucile Emerson came to the big white house. Lucile was tall and studiously graceful. She wore wonderful, cling ing gowns, and arranged her hair in a manner not conducive the the wearing of sunbonnets. She monopo lized James, she rode his horse, she demanded his attention, and she called him “Jimmie” with the utmost free dom. So Jeannette sat in her little arbor and thought her poor, unhappy thoughts, and fought for strength to go on with her ordinary, colorless liv ing. Two persons occupied the larger ar bor in the garden of the big white house. After a comfortable fashion they sometimes had when together, each was interested in a bit of read ing. After a time the girl closed the book in her lap and looked at her un conscious companion. “Jimmie,” she said presently, ‘Tve made a discovery about you, and I hope you are not going to deny it!” Harper’s smile was an amused one. He always found this girl’s unexpect edness entertaining. “So?” “You are interested in this young person next door, and I want you to tell me about her.” The “young person next door” clasped her hands over her thumping heart, dreading to hear his answer, and yet not daring to disclose herself. “She is a very nice young person, Lucile,” said James calmly. “Nice? I should hardly think that the word, Jimmie. I-—I do not know just the word to describe her, but it certainly is not ‘nice’!” “It is a little difficult, Lucile, and I do not know that there is any occa sion for you to worry your pretty head about it" FROSTJBURG, MD, SATURDAY, OCTOBER 19, 1912 "Sugar-coated, like all your sar casm! Well, there just is occasion, my boy, where you are concerned. Tell me, how came you to be such friends—and do you really care?” “We are friends because our gar dens adjoin, and because country people have away of getting ac quainted over the garden fence. And of course I like her, because, as I told you, she is a nice little girl.” “But that is not the point. Do you care enough to forget that she is in no possible way suited to you?” “One cannot forget what one never knew, dear child.” “But, Jimmie, you are such a schol ar, so learned that you discomfort even me. I can discover nothing in which she is really posted.” “You know very little about her, Lucile. I have never known of her reading anything I was not interested in, at least.” “And she is quiet and dependent, and afraid of things, where you have always admired a fearless woman. I dare say she never rode a horse in all her life.” “I believe she is a bit nervous about horses,” he admitted with his indul gent smile. “Oh, I see there is not use in talk ing. Facts, however glaring, have no effect upon a man in love.” “So that is what all this means? You think I am in love with Miss Per ry? I thought you more discriminat ing, dear second-cousin Lucile! I merely like her very much, because, I repeat, she is a very nice girl!” i “I think you expressed it better this morning when you called her Miss Sunbonnet.” “Still, remember there is something under the bonnet,” advised James, walking away with provoking good humor. Jeannette In her arbor, sat in mo tionless misery. “It is all true,” she whispered; “he admires a woman who is capable and bright and fearless, and I am a plain, stupid little thing afraid of my own shadow. Lucile loves him —and he loves her only he doesn’t understand it yet, any more than I did until she came and set fire to my very heart-” Until long after darkness had set tled, she sat motionless with her thoughts. “Now when it 1# too late I have overcome one of my deficiencies,” she thought bitterly as she sat fearlessly in the breathless night. Across the sky streaked Jagged gleams of lightning. Thunder crashed nearer and nearer. Then rain dashed into the frail shelter. But she smiled contemptuously, defiantly. "Whatever makes my little Miss Sunbonnet so pale?” inquired Harper next morning as he crossed into the neighboring garden. "I am not pale," denied Jeannette, flushing uncomfortably. “And I wish you would call me by my name; that other sounds too foolish, really!” James wondered vaguely. But be fore he could investigate this new turn of affairs, Lucile called from the porch that she was ready for her ride. “You’d better look out for Jet this morning,” he cautioned as she mount ed the uneasy black horse. "She is nervous as a witch.” “You must know I am utterly un afraid of a horse,” answered the girl loud enough for Jeannette to hear. “A few miles of this fine, open road will quiet her, never fear.” Jeannette shivered as Jet pranced out of the gate. “I could never ride like that,” she said aloud. Then she saw James’ ad miring glance toward the graceful girl on the flying horse, and hastened to the back of her garden. An hour later Jeannette was work ing with the roses at the front gate. A clatter of hoofs told her of the rider’s return. But why was Lucile clinging so desperately to Jet’s neck, her white face half concealed by her loosened hair and the horse’s flying mane? Jet was plunging wildly, uncon trollably. The moment she compre hended, Jeannette flashed through the gate. “Nothing must happen to Lucile,” she sobbed frantically. “He loves her; he loves her!” Wildly she waved her bonnet before the oncoming horse. As Jet slack ened and half turned, Jeannette clutched the loosened bridle. The horse swung round and stopped, evi dently weary from her run. Lucile slipped limply to the grass, unhurt. "Jeannette, Jeannette,” cried Har per, rushing to her and loosening the bridle from her fingers. At sight of her white cheeks he took her suddenly In his arms. "You are sure you are not hurt?” he cried sharply. “Oh, Jeannette, what made you do it? You might have been killed!” “I wanted to save Lucile,” she whiß pered. James Harper looked at her with eyes through which his heart spoke. Color returned to her pale cheeks, and at sight of it he stooped and kissed her tenderly, reverently. “Precious little Miss Sunbonnet,” he whispered. Her Address, Please. Maud—l’ve Just heard of a case where a man married a girl on his deathbed so she could have his mil lions when so he was gone. Could you love a girl like that? Jack —That’s just the Kind of a girl I could love. What’s her address? Tired of It. Ancient Whale —I hate to be seem ing to put on airs, but when one has swallowed a live man, held interior communication with him for three days and then— Ancient Shark —Now stop always throwing up Jonah to us, will you?” AN INDEPENDENT NEWSPAPER 1882 1912 | THIRTY YEARS AGO. f j The Items Below Were Current During f Week Ending October 28, 1882. i£ A Consolidation Coal Company team, laden with oats, ran over the bank above the C. and P. R. station Mon day, October 23d. The alertness of the driver, however —Henry Gerken, prevented a serious result. The circulating library sometime ago presented to the Y. M. C. A., of this place, was by Mrs. M. M. Towns end, of Eckhart, removed from D. G. Percy’s drug store to the Association’s rooms. David Morgan raised a stalk of cab bage with 14 distinct heads; Walter Edwards gave the Journal an arm full of celery over a yard in length— his own culture, and Peter Kelley pro duced a beet weighing 13K pounds and measuring 34 inches in circum ference. A C. and P. R. train ran into a herd of R. M. Wilderman’s cattle near New Hope, killing three and maiming one. Several cars derailed and wrecked. A son of Samuel H. Vaughan, of Ocean, attempted to get on a G. C. and C. R. train at that place, fell be tween the cars and a number ran over the lower part of one leg, crushing it horribly. Improvements going forward in the Percj T cemetery with the purpose of restoring the grounds to their afore time beauty. William B. Baird in charge of the work. At the annual meeting of the Hamp shire and Baltimore Coal Company, held in New York Saturday, October 19th, a resolution authorizing sale of the property to pay off the company’s bonded indebtedness was adopted. Miss Jennie Flint having declined the office of First Assistant of Public School No. 1, Miss Adeline Brown, of the Bowery school, consented to fill the vacancy until officially supplied. She taught several days, when John L. Kelly, of Midland, whose school was suspended on account of an epi demic of diphtheria, succeeded her. Miss Ida Keller filled Miss Brown’s place at Bowery. Prof. L. H. Gehman, late principal of Public School No. 1, left for Gil man, lowa, Tuesday, October 24, 1882. An entertainment in Paul’s Opera House Monday evening, October 23d, under auspices of St. John’s Episco pal Church, drew an immense audi ence. Twenty-four “Fairies,” of the surpassingly beautiful tableau of “Fairyland,” are still living, nearly all in Frostburg. A charade follow ing, however, was declared the lead ing event of the evening. In this three Frostburg ladies and Messrs. H. D. Robbins and R. G. Colborn figured. “It was a great evening.” Circuit Court. The grand jury adjourned Monday, making report, in brief as follows: Constables of South Cumberland somewhat derelict in duty in the mat ter of suppressing illegal resorts. Police protection in some part of the city inadequate. Magistrates too free in selection of grand-jury witnesses, occasioning loss of time and unnecessary expense. Jury heard 196 witnesses and re turned 80 indictments. The State Mine Inspector reported the Bowery Coal Company as the one corporation not obeying the law—hav ing only one entry in a mine using furnace ventilation. The provision of law requiring the president of each corporation in the county to make return of the stock holders of said corporation to the County Commissioners annually should be complied with immediately. County Treasurer complimented upon the efficiency with which he has filled his office, and one fact given as worthy of special mention —“ for the first time in many years the count}" has no outstanding notes and on September 30 had a balance of over $73,000 in bank.” Some suggestions made of sanitary improvement of jail. The city hall, two school-houses and station-house—all in Cumberland, should be re-modeled to extent of changing doors so they will open out wardly. One school-house has a fire escape stairway, but no door opening to it. A committee of the jury made a re port of conditions at Sylvan Retreat and complimented the management. A similar committee investigated the County Home and commended the management in favorable terms. The Shortest and the Longest. The Government is installing the shortest Belt Line in the country in the tunnel between the Senate office building and the Capitol, Washington, Herbert Wade, aged 19 years, died of typhoid fever, Wednesday, October ■ 25, 1882. Miss Lydia, aged 19 years, died Wednesday, October 25, and Garfield, aged 3 years, died Thursday, October 26th, both of diphtheria, children of Mr. Truman Kemp, of Borden. In St. Michael's Church Tuesday morning, October 24, 1882, Miss Agnes McKenzie, of Cresaptown, was mar ried to Mr. Peter Morris, of this place, by Rev. V. F. Schmitt. At residence of James W. Wilson, Rawlings Station, Tuesday, October 24th, 1882, Miss Emma M. King was married to Mr. Joseph R. Frost, both of Ellerslie, by Rev. Frank G. Porter. In Barton Tuesday, October 17, 1882, Miss Emma Spencer, of that place, was married to Mr. William Bell, of Keyser, W. Va. In Zion Episcopal Church, Charles town, West Va., Miss Florence Vane Glenn was married to Mr. Olin Beall, both of that place, by Rev. P. H. Meade, Tuesday, October 24, 1882. William Reese, cutting timber at New Hope mine, found in the end of a tie a petrified piece of wood resemb ling a beef-tongue. “Hair lines of solid oak ran over it in devious ways, reminding one of tangled grass,” and so on. Between Johnsons and Pocahontas George Caton found a stone shaped like a watch. He broke it and found a dozen iron screws lying around in side promiscuously. The stone was ■ later secured by John A. Stenger for preservation as a relic. The arrival of Mr. and Mrs. Olin Beall on the day of their marriage furnished occasion for a grand recep tion at the residence of Captain and : Mrs. Nelson Beall. A house-full of splendid guests lent glamor to the scene, and “at a reasonable hour, after rounds of gliding waltz and bustling cotillion, measured by the gay music of Hocking’s orchestra, the assemblage was called to a feast —the i product of an elegant lady’s affluent and luxurious fancy, rivaling in tempt ing attractiveness the fabulous ban quets of the Orient, ordered by stately epicures of caterers inspired by tropi cal imagination.” At Barton Saturday, October 21, 1882, Alexander Tennant died, aged 84 years. He was one of the pioneer Free Masons of the county—a mem ber of Mountain Lodge and Tjder over 20 years. All the lodges of the coun ty were represented at the funeral here on the 23d. The Grant Coal Company in full operation at its mine south of Clar3 Ts ville. Frederick Mitchell, a skillful miner, was foreman. D. C. It is a monorail system, 700 feet long. The rolling stock consists of one car, designed to carry twelve Senators and thirty-six pages. Which goes to. show that Belt Lines are becoming more fashionable. The longest electric railroad line west of the Mississippi river—Port land to Hugo, Oregon, 121 miles, not only carries passengers and freight, but last Wednesday inaugurated a Pullman Sleeping-Car system—the first in all America to do this. This road runs through a stretch of country for the most part not as popu lous as that between Frostburg and Uniontown, but evidently it pays! And the reason given for the new venture is—“to become fully able to compete with the Harriman system of steam railroads now also engaged in developing the Willamette Valley.” Where is the direct competition be tween Frostburg and Uniontown? Professional. Albert Crowe, musician, has gone to Harrisburg, Pa., to become one of a corps of musical artists of that city. Question in Law. When a court decides that a hus band, sentenced to pay alimony, must pay it whether he has the money or not, should not the wife be judicially regarded as having received it, whether she gets the money or not? An answer to this question, accom panied by sl, will entitle the referee to a year’s reading of the Jotjrnai,. Big Vegetables. Prof. William H. Gatehouse, prin cipal of Midland Public School, brought in a beet Tuesday weighing 9 pounds and 7 ounces, and measuring 28 inches in circumference. It was grown by his mother —Mrs. Thomas Gatehouse, in her garden, on Loo street, and is on exhibition in the front window of Edward Davis & Company’s grocery, West Union street. Some Notable Achievements of the Roosevelt Administration. i 1 — Dolliver-Hepburn Railroad Act. 2 Extension of Forest Reserve. ’ 3—National Irrigation Act. reservation of water-power sites. 5 Employers’ Liability Act. 6 Safety Appliance Act. ' 7—Regulation of railroad employees’ ’ hours of labor. ’ B—Establishment of Department of Commerce and Labor, t 9 —Pure Food and Drugs Act. 1 1 meat inspection. - 11—Navy doubled in tonnage and f greatly increased in efficiency. , 12—Battleship fleet sent around the 1 world. 13—State militia brought into co -5 ordination with army. 1 14—Canal Zone acquired and work of 1 excavation pushed with increased energy. ? 15—Development of civil self-govern r ment in insular possessions. 16 — Second intervention in Cuba; Cuba restored to the Cubans. 17— Finances of Santo Domingo straightened out. j 18—Alaska Boundary dispute settled, f 19—Reorganization of the consular 2 service. , 20 —Settlement of the coal strike of 1 1902. Advertisement by order of Jc ' A Characteristic Appreciation By “An Old-Homer.” To The Paper That Is Truly Great: j While it is true that “Procrastina tion is the Thief of Time” and that “Hell is Paved With Good Intentions,” it is also true that “It is a Long Worm ’ That Has No Turning.” Since our return home from the “Old f Home” it has been my intention every day to sit right down and endeavor to acknowledge, through the columns of j the Mining Journal, our appreciation of the hospitable, kindly treatment we received in Frostburg, and to make 1 at least a faint endeavor to tell the - good people of the finest little metrop -1 olis in the world just what a great, big, happy, loving success the Frost - burg Centennial and Old-Home Week 3 was. But it can’t be done. ; At least, I can’t do it. 3 I only know that in all my life I never had such a pleasant vacation. 5 I know that those of my family who were with me never had so good a > time, nor met so many loveable peo . pie in all their lives as while they t were in Frostburg for two bright, de lightful weeks. L My associate—Prof. Robert Roese, 2 who is a citizen of the world and a thorough cosmopolite, says there is f only one language that has a word _ adequately descriptive of Frostburg ; and its people. That language is the German, and j the word is gemuethlich. 2 Prof. Roese has had his picture tak f en drinking health, happiness and ! prosperity to Frostburg and its envi rons, and to all who dwell within and . thereabout, and the picture is sent herewith. Prof. Roese requests that those who read this, or see the picture, and do not know what gemuethlich means, j should ask Mr. Herman V. Hesse; Prof. George Vogtman, Director of the Arion Band, and Mr. L- J. Ort, of Midland. They know. Prof. Roese hopes to be able to come t with us to Frostburg next September r and enjoy an informal “old-home T week.” ’ He thinks that the presence of that splendid old musical organization, the German Arion Band, together with ' such lovers and demonstrators of “The Heavenly Muse” as Prof. Olin Roulade Rice, Prof. George Nightengale Beall, Treasurer Glee Dud. Hocking, and - Mr. Nick Tuneful Hocking—to men , tion just a few, should be a fine nucle ) us for a continuous development of r musical talent in Frostburg that s should culminate annually in an Au , tumn Musical Festival. 2 Prof. Roese affirms that the Arion t Band is the best class of its kind he 3 has ever heard, .and its director and instrumentalists are to be congratu HENRY F. COOK, Manager WHOLE NUMBER 2,141 21— The government upheld in North ern Securities decision. 22 Conviction of post-office grafters and public-land thieves. 23 Directed investigation of the Sugar Trust customs frauds, and the resultant prosecutions. 24 Suits begun against Standard Oil and Tobacco companies and other corporations for violation of the Sherman Anti-Trust Act. 25 Corporations forbidden to con tribute to political campaign funds. 26 Keeping the door of China open to American commerce. 27 Bringing about the settlement of the Russo-Japanese War by the Treaty of Portsmouth. 28— Avoiding the pitfalls created by Pacific Coast prejudice against Japanese immigration. 29 Negotiating twenty-four treaties of general arbitration. 30 — Reduction of the interest-bearing debt by more than $90,000,000. 31 — Inauguration of movement for conservation of natural resources. 32 Inauguration of the annual con ference oi Governors of States. 33 — Inauguration of movement for im provement of conditions of country life. oseph R. Baldwin, Treasurer. lated upon the excellence of their accomplishments. He says also that the people of Frostburg can well afford to sustain and promote the Band’s excellence, as every number of its extended repor toire is a classic, tuneful advertise ment of the town. Indeed, with the talent, both musical and vocal, that Frostburg has, Prof. Roese thinks it a pity that the people of Frostburg do not invest more—. much more, in the development, ex pansion and promotion of musical ex cellence. The attention of the Civic Club and other public-spirited organizations and citizens of the town should be called to this metropolitan flaw in the other wise flawless metropolis of Frostburg. We have marked with profound pleasure the improvements Frostburg contemplates and has underway—from the Miners Hospital, via new Post- Office, to Hotel-Gladstone Park, inclu sive, and we hope to be with you next year to see these and other embellish ments completed, or well underway. With best wishes to the Great Paper and all others of our many good friends in the best, brightest and most public-spirited little city in the world, Sincerely yours, Roy L. McCardeei,. New Auxiliary Orgaaizatioa. Sixteen members—total of member ship, organized last Sunday the Eck hart Choral Club of Coal Valley Coun cil, No. 75, Jr. O. U. A. M., electing officers as follows: Director —Edwin Elias. President—Oliver W. Simons. Recording Secretary—J. M. Carter. Financial Secretary—Thomas Por ter. Treasurer —Henry Stark. Librarian —Charles Stark. Excitement in School. A correspondent of the Keyser (W. Va.) Tribune relates the following thrill: “Gee, whiz! if that aint Cam Arbo gast I’ll eat the greaser!” exclaimed Miss Minnie Swift, our beautiful up to-date school teacher, as she saw an automobile pass down the road last week. “He only waved his hand and left Minnie looking after him with a long ing eye and fluttering heart.” A Brave Miae-Owaer. Kingdon Gould, eldest son of George J. Gould and president of several coal companies, has gone to work in one of his mines in Southern Illinois to dig, shovel and load coal. He expects to continue this voca tion some time, as he wishes to be come thoroughly familiar with the conditions under which miners work.