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§ The Leading 8 Weekly Newspaper of Allegany 8 County, Maryland 00000000000000000000000000 l FORTY-SECOND YEAR. NO. 35 Spirit Liters Wanted, For Sale, For Rent, Lost, Found, and Miscel laneous Notices. RATES—Five cents per line for each insertion. No advertisement accepted for less than 25 cents. FOR HIRE. An Automobile. Frostburg Garage. Phone 214. A. Linnenbrogger. 10-2-16. FOR RENT. House Apartments and Rooms. 9-11. 10-9 Oein Beall, Agent. FOR SAEE.' A small Second-Hand Heating Stove can be bought at a bargain at The Spirit office. tf. FOR SAEE. A good Metal Sign that can be re lettered and used to good advantage for almost any kind of business. Can be bought for much less than cost. Inquire at The Spirit office. tf. FOR SAEE. A new 12-Gauge Double-Barrel Hammerless Shotgun. A beauty, and a gun with unexcelled shooting qual ities. Can be bought for two-thirds its value. Inquire at The Spirit office, tf. FOR SAEE. A 12-Gauge Single-Barrel Stevens Shotgun. A good shooter and a late model, nearly new. Can be bought very cheap. Inquire at The Spirit office. tf. FOR SAEE. A fine new Stevens Ideal Rifle, center-fire, 25-20 caliber. Can be bought at a bargain. Inquire at The Spirit office. tf. S- WANTED. Your orders for Engraved Cards, Wedding Stationery, Birth Announce ments, Private Stationery, in fact everything in the line of engraved work. Call at The Spirit office and see the finest line of engraved samples ever shown in Allegany county, tf. WANTED. Your orders for Embossed Folders for Balls, Banquets, Anniversaries, Secret Society Functions, Business Announcements, etc. A great variety of samples to select from at The Spirit office. tf. WANTED. Want Advertisements for this col umn, They brine - you business and supply your want;-. tf. *• V ' •■-a££Sl& Your orders foi nu hinds of Plain and Fancy Printing. No order too I large and none too . mall. Send your | orders to The Spirit office. ■ tf. WANTED. Your orders for Steel and Copper Die Printing. Finest line of samples to select from ever shown in Allegany county, at. The Spirit office. tf. WANTED. Your orders for Eithographing, Special Ruling, Embossing, Book Binding, Steel and Copper Die Stamp ing, Gummed Eabel Printing, etc. Eeave your orders at The Spirit office, or ask for estimates. What we can’t manufacture in this line we can secure for you at as low a price as you can get by ordering direct from larger concerns. tf. f THE CUB’S COLUMN, j ♦ Eittle Editorials and News Items * T by the Junior Editor—W. S. ? J EiVengood, Jr., aged 13. I The ball game between Piedmont and Frostburg, which was played here last Sunday, was won by Frost burg by a score of 3 to 1. The bat teries were—Piedmont, Kenney, and Daily; Frostburg, Allen, and . Ryan. They all played a good game. Frostburg and Cumberland are a tie for first place, with Midland sec ond, Piedmont third, and Barton, as usual last. The race for the pennant is going to be a close one, Cumber land having climbed from fourth place to a tie with Frostburg for first,'' by winning eight straight games. I finished a hatrack last Tuesday in the Manual Training Department of the school I attend. It was the first thing I made in that department, and I think the next tiling I make will be a tierack. I like manual training very much, although I am no great hand at making anything. The Boy Scouts have gone into their club room for the winter, which is about all the Scout news for this week, except that we got a new punch ing bag, the old one being too light for some of our heavy hitters, and so it was given to the Seaton Indians. .Here is a good story I recently came across: An English bank clerk who imagin ed that no one was as clever as he, was on a visit to his aunt, who lives in a village in Ireland. It w,as this young man’s greatest pleasure to hold up “Pat” to ridicule on every possible occasion. One morning he was out for a stroll with some of his friends when he met a boy leading a very thin horse along the road, and called out: “Say, Pat, why don’t you getinside and fill him out?” “I would, sir,” said Pat, “if his mouth was as big as yours.” Old newspapers for sale at The Spirit office. A large roll for 5 cents. Just the thing for cartridge paper, pantry shelves and “wet goods” pack ages sold to timid people. tf. THE FROSTBURG SPIRIT BELATED SNAKE STORIES. ; Monster Blacksnake Photographed by the Snake Editor of The Spirit, near Midlothian. May Have Swallowed Child. It is a little late in the season for snake stories, but here are a few that are worth relating before the season for snakes is at an end. However, we cannot vouch for the truth of any of these stories, except the one by the snake editor of this paper, who was fortunate enough to have a camera with him and get a good picture of the monster blacksnake he recently saw near Midlothian, a small mining village a few miles south of Frost burg. The Kind of Rattlers They Have in Ohio. An Ohio news dispatch that was printed in some of the daily papers, last week, related the following: En raged at the jeers of a mob that sur rounded the den of “Asia,” a wild girl in the side show at the Alan county fair, this afternoon, she picked up a huge rattlesnake and hurled it at the crowd. The rattler, which measured eleven feet, wound itself around the leg of Hazel Benton, aged 17, and bit the girl severely. Attend ants rescued her by shooting the snake. Officials ordered the show closed and the arrest of the owners, may follow. That isn’t a bad snake story coming from a state that is principally “dry” territory, and the girl whose leg the monster wound itself around must have legs of generous proportions, for a snake of that size would naturally look for something worth while to wind itself around. A West Virginia Blacksnake. They also see big snakes in West Virginia, and it was verily about time they voted booze out of that state a year ago, judging from the following taken from a newspaper published at either Piedmont or Keyser, we have THE MIDLOTHIAN MONSTER. forgotten which, as the paper it was taken from has been destroyed. “The Messrs. Bell Brothers came in contact with the King of the Black snake family, on Monday afternoon, near the plant of the Potomac Brick Company at Rat-Tail. After a little fight the boys captured his kingship and placed him on exhibition in the snake show of E. J. Noon. An inven tory of the fellow shows up as follows: Age, 30 years; weight, 10 pounds; cir cumference, 8 inches; extreme length, 7 feet and 5 inches.” A pretty good sized snake, that, but not in it with the 11-foot Ohio rattler. Yet it is doubtless large enough to wrap around even an Ohio girl’s leg. But for a real big snake, the Midloth ian monster has them all outclassed, and the picture shown herewith is a OFF HIS BASE. A Cumberland Baseball Fan Makes Himself Ridiculous. In £ labored attempt to get off some thing smart in last Saturday’s edition of the Cumberland News, some irre sponsible scribbler who signs himself “A Fan,” had the following to say: Sport Editor, Daily News: We notice in the columns of the last issue of “Peter’s Epistle to Frost burgers” known as the “Frostburg Spirit” that the Mountain City has the best team in the George’s Creek League and the editor goes so far as to sav that their team is going to land the pennant. Having known Pete for some time during his journalistic career in Som erset county, Pa., where he often locked horns with his friend Over acker of the Rockwood Gazette, we would presume that when the article was written he was engaged in a pipe dream. The newspaper family of Allegany county, Maryland, was not all born yesterday, but has lived for years and none af them outside of the little new baby born about the middle of the week a short time ago in the old Min . ing Journal office situated on the crest of the Alleganies, would think of saying who the willers of the rag would be. Now will Brother Pete of journalis ■ tic fame please tell us when Cumber land and Frostburg are a tie for first place how he knows that Frostburg will be the top-notchers at the, end of the season, or was a brainstorm re ; sponsible for his imagination? (Signed) A. FAN. My, how smart some people can be : without knowing enough to walk in . out of the rain! If the yap who signs , himself “A Fan” had only used his ■ eyes, he would have seen that the ar | tide in The Spirit to which he takes FROSTBURG, MD, THURSDAY, OCTOBER 2, 1913 true photogragh of the “varmint” just : as the camera caught it while stretch-, ed out on an old rail fence where it was sunning itself when the snake : editor of The Spirit discovered it while out with his camera, last Sun i day, taking pictures of various ob . jects of interest. As compared with the standard length of a fence rail, which is 11 feet, the snake must have been about 15 feet long. This is no fairy tale and no pipe dream, but a real, genuine true snake story concerning a real snake. We know, of course, that doubters will scoff and cite their friends to the fact that The Spirit is published in the spiritual center of , Frostburg, where spirits can be had directly opposite our office, or a few steps to the rear of it, either by the drink, pint or quart, and that, they will doubtless declare, explains why and how our snake editor could see such a monster snake. But he saw the snake, just the same, and it was a real snake, too, for he can prove it by all the bar-tenders in town that he never drinks anything stronger than buttermilk, especially not on Sunday, when the saloons are all closed and not even so much as a back door open for the accommodation of church ; deacons and prohibitionists. The monster serpent was found near 1 an old mine cave-in, and before the snake editor could find a cudgel big > enough with which to attack it after it was photographed, the monster leaped from the fence and made its : escape. People living in the vicinity where . the snake was seen, declare that they have been missing chickens, pigs, : dogs and cats from time to time, and : now they feel sure that their poultry, swine and other domestic animals have been falling a prey to the big blacksnake that has probably had its home in some the old mine workings in that vicinity for a long while. One man living near where the big snake was photographed, says he is almost sure that one of his children has been swallowed by the monster. He said he would gamble on it that there were nineteen children in his family every time he counted them up until two weeks ago, and then added with deep emotion and tears in his eyes that “he’d be durned if he can find more than eighteen since then,” no matter how careful he is about getting them all when he goes out in the woods with his hounds to round them up. And that is the sad part of this snake story. exceptions, was a contributed article, the contributor signing himself “The Rooter.” Therefore, “A. Fan” should have addressed his remarks to that person, and not to the editor of this paper, who was not the author of the baseball article he refers to. “Uncle Pete” doesn’t know a thing about the great national game, and equally as little about the merits of the different clubs in the Georges Creek League. Of course, on account of local pride, he’d like to see the home team win, and whether “The Rooter” has an intelligent opinion as to the final outcome of the contest for the penant or not, it’s a safe gamble that his opinion is worth at least as much as that of the “smart aleck” who signs himself “A. Fan.” No, “Uncle Pete” has had neither pipe dream nor brainstorm, and while there is good reason to believe that “A Fan” has been “hitting the pipe,” no one will be apt to accuse him of having had a brainstorm, for the ap parent reason that he has no brains for a storm to work on. Anyway, he never touched “Uncle Pete,” and “A Fan” and “The Rooter” may fight it out. “Frostburg’s money is on “The Rooter,” and while the fans up this way may not know what the Cumber land fan means by “willers of the rag,” as he puts it, they know that he is a chewer of the rag, and a very awkward one at that. YOU’LL BE SORRY in after years j if you fail to get one or more copies of the beautifully illustrated Frost burg Souvenir Books for sale at 15 cents per copy, while they last, at 1 1 The Spirit office. tf. | THERE’S MANY A SLIP. :: Vmkat J I 60 \ ! SWCCT I fvntzx\ \TWXT/ —Philadelphia Record. Not the Language of the Tribe. A young college graduate, out bi cycling one day, lost control of his ma chine on a steep hill and was tumbled off. Two men found him lying in the road. "What’s the matter?” they said. "Well,” replied the college man, “I came down that decline with greatest velocity and lost my center of gravity and was precipitated on the hard mac adamized road.” “G’wan, leave him alone!” said one of the men. “He’s a foreigner.”—New York Evening Post. A Lady and a Diplomat. When a diplomat says “yes,” he i means “perhaps.” ‘“^VvSldjJT-a -- perhaps/ he i means “no.” And when a diplomat says “no,” he I is no diplomat. When a lady says “no,” she means “perhaps.” When a lady says “perhaps,” she means “yes.” And when lady says “yes.” she is no lady.—Berliner Tageblatt. OH, Fooey! “I have been married twenty years," said the little man, “and yet when I go home tonight or tomorrow night oi the next night I’ll bet my wife will be waiting at the door for me.” “Still sweet on you?” asked the big man. “No,” replied the little man. “She’s afraid I won’t wipe my feet before I come In.”—Cincinnati Enquirer. One Hour. “Is this Mrs. Smith? I called you UP to ask if you could say anything good of Bridget Farley, who lived with you as cook.” “Y’es, I can say one thing. She left without breaking any dishes.” “That’s encouraging! How long did she stay?” “One hour.” —Harper’s Weekly. Depends on Circumstances. “Do you say ought-to-mobile or owe to-mobile, Jlmpson ?” asked Slathers. “Well, that depends,” said Jlmpson. “When I think of how I ought to pay for it I say ought-to-mobile, and when I think of how I can’t pay for it I say owe-to-mobile. Want to take a little run In my owe-to-mobile with me?”— Judge. Way to Work It. “What am I to do? My girl wants me to stop smoking cigarettes.” “Pay no attention to her.” “It is either give up cigarettes or give up the girl.” “Nonsense. Use diplomacy. Get her Interested in the coupons, my boy.”— Louisville Courier-Journal. An Illustration. He—Yes, Jack is very fond of draw ing fine distinctions. She —I haven’t noticed it. He —No? Don’t you remember that the other night he was trying to ex plain the difference between love and emotional insanity?—Puck. How It Happened. “A letter addressed to me and mark ed ‘Personal’ came to my house yes terday, and my wife didn’t open it.” “How do you account for it?” “She was out of town attending fhe wedding of one of her cousins.”—Chi cago Record-Herald. His Tendency. “That husband of mine always gets things twisted.” “Indeed?” “Yes; I sent him for soda crackers and he came back with pretzels.”— Cleveland Plain Dealer. Sure Nuff. “My young man’s a real gent,” said Sadie, the saleslady, shifting her cud of chewing gum. “He never blows his soup like a common person; he al ways fans it with his hat.”—Punch Bowl. FROSTBURG CIVIC CLUB DOING GOOD WORK. Gives Fine Home-Talent Play and Joins in Merger That Unites All Women’s Clubs in Allegany County. Frostburg has many things that her people may well feel proud of, but it is doubtful whether there is one thing in the town that merits more praise than the Frostburg Civic Club, of which Mrs. P. O’Rourke is president. Few people realize the good work that has already been accomplished by the good women of Frostburg who are identified with this club, and yet the work of the club is only in its infancy. Some of the Good Work Done. One thing alone, if nothing else, entitles the Frostburg Civic Club to a great deal of praise, and that is the gathering up of the garbage through out the entire town. This has been going on for a good while, and no one can tell how many lives it may have saved, as a town the size of Frostburg accumulates a great deal of garbage every day. The Civic Club took the matter of garbage disposal up with the City Council, and the latter body made arrangement to have all the garbage gathered up several times a week and hauled out of town, thus destroying many breeding places for flies, and removing putrid, decaying matter that flies and rats often come in contact with and spread sickness and death into one household after another. The Council is also to be commended for working in harmony with the Civic Club, and the united efforts of the two bodies have accomplished wonders. But the good work is only in its in fancy, and the Civic Club is now striving to raise enough monej 7 to pay for a garbage disposal plant, which will be still better than hauling the garbage out of town and feeding a portion of it to swine and dumping the balance into old mine workings. However, a good disposal plant will cost a great deal of money, but the j i good women comprising the Civic Club will not rest from their labors Tijof be satisfied until they put this big, ! growing town into the best possible sanitary condition. A Fine Play Rendered to Help the Good Cause. Money is being raised in various ways to provide the things needed to make Frostburg a model town, so far as sanitation is concerned, and on Wednesday evening of last week a fine home-talent play, entitled “Golden Gulch,” was rendered in the Frost burg Opera House to a large and ap preciative audience. The program was as follows: CAST OF CHARACTERS. 1 Joy, “A Wildflower of the Hills”— ! Miss Edith Price. Henrietta Welis, “A Boston School ma’am” —Miss Elva Thomas. Bedelia O’Rafferty, “An Irish Cook” —Miss Pearl Cook. Patches, “Just a School Kid” —Miss ' Susan Beall. 1 Spiketail Charley, “A Ladies’ Man”—Mayor Arthur T. Johnson. Jim Gordon, “A Relic of 49”—Clif- I ton Jeffries. Julian Gray, “A Tenderfoot from New York” —Bryson Tucker. Hank Williams, “Proprietor of The Palace”—Melvin Eichhorn. Alkali Pete, “Copper Lined Through out” —Prof. Pat O’Rourke. Jake Dalton, “Down and Out”— Roy Martin. Dennis Kelly, “Of Emerald Isle”— , Lester Fresh. . Cyclone Jim, “From Kansas”— Judge John Chambers. Ned Davis, “Driver of Deadwood Stage”—Harold Eichhorn. 1 Snowball, “Who Said Chicken”— Bill Audmiller. Crimps, “A Holy Terror” —Harold Eichhorn. . Judge Thompson, “Judge of the County, Post Master of Red Dog, Ex- Sheriff and Justice of the Peace”— Arthur Bond. Choruses entitled “Good Night ■ Nurse,” “When that Choo Choo Leaves for Alabam,” and “Row, Row Row,” were charmingly rendered by the following named young ladies: J Mabel Spier, Mabel Kemp, Eannie Sapiro, Gladys Duggan, Nellie Johns, Ruth O’Rourke, Margaret Price, Catherine McLuckie, Susan Tucker, . Anna Stoddard. SYNOPSIS. ACT I —Red Dog Postoffice, Dakota. A petticoat demoralizes Red Dog. i ACT ll—Jim Gordon’s shack up the ' mountain. The Courting Judge. ACT lll—Red Dog. The Girl of The Golden West. The acting was fine throughout, and the music was also very good, reflect ing great credit upon those who ren j dered the same. Upwards of S4O was netted for the club, the greater part of the gross receipts going to a stranger under whose direction the play was staged. 1 Town Improvement Not the Only 1 Thing the Civic Club Stands for. Improved sanitary conditions is not j the only thing the Civic Club stands for. It also has a charitable feature, | and when distress is reported among the worthy poor, the Civic Club ren ders such aid as lies within its power, promptly and without preaching its kindly ministrations from the house tops. Furthermore, the club is also trying to enlarge its field of useful ness in every other possible way, and it has joined in a movement that will work great good throughout our en tire county. We refer to a larger or ganization which was formed this week, and which has been named The Allegany County Federation of Women’s Clubs. This organization was formed on Monday, in the parlors of Hotel Glad stone, by representatives of the Frost burg, Eonaconing and Cumberland Civic Clubs. Before the meeting ad journed, a luncheon was served which added to the pleasure of the occasion, and the following named officers were elected: Mrs. Robert R. Henderson, presi dent; Miss Nellie Sloan, first vice president; Mrs. Robert MacDonald, second vice-president; Mrs. R. E. Branch, third vice-president; Miss Marion DeWitt, recording secretary; Mrs. John W. Avirett, corresponding secretary; Miss Nannie Thomas, treasurer. The aims and objects of the larger organization take in a wide scope, and will not only deal with improved san itary conditions, but with music, mel ody, current events, public office, public institutions, etc. The federa tion will work hand in hand with town and county officers, especially in deal ing with matters pertaining to sanita tion, charity, juvenile offenders, etc., to the end that people may be made healthier, better and more intelligent, and that justice may be tempered with mercy, that the erring may be | reformed rather than simply punish | ed. The next meeting of the new federa- 1 i tion of the clubs named will be held in Cumberland some time this month, the date to be announced later. It is hoped that much good will result from the enlarged organization, and such will undoubtedly prove to be the case. More power to the women’s clubs, for they are a mighty power in the land, and their influence for good can scarcely be estimated. A Good Democrat. Through the good offices of Tom J. Blake, Eckhart’s all-round handy man, who is not only a politician, weaver, printer a.pd newspaper correspondent, J. J. Byrnes enrolled his name as a subscriber to The Spirit, last week, and sent the cash for same, accom panied by his best wishes for the new paper’s success. Mr. Byrnes has con ducted a store at Eckhart for the last i 30 years, and Mr. Blake vouches for it that he is not only a good Democrat, but is noted for his honesty and square-dealing, all of which is true • without the shadow of a doubt. His long and successful business career is . the best kind of evidence that he is a good man, and The Spirit is glad to : number him among its patrons, and hereby returns thanks for his patron ■ age and kind wishes. Ail Editor’s Invoice. A North Carolina editor has kept • track of his profit and loss during the year, and gives an invoice of his busi ness at the end of twelve months of ups and downs: 1 Been broke 361 times. /Had money 4 times. Praised the public 9 times. Told lies 1,728 times. I Told the truth 1 time. Missed the prayer meeting 52 times. ; Been roasted 431 times. Roasted others 52 times. Washed office towel 0 times. Missed meal 0. t Mistaken for peacher 11 times. ) Mistaken for capitalist 0. r Found money 0. r Took bath 6 times. : Delinquents who paid 28. ; Those who did not pay 136. , Paid in conscience 0. , Got whipped 0. , Whipped others 23 times. Cash" on hand at beginning $1.47. Cash on hand at ending 15 cents. Frostburg Souvenir Books. 5 Sixty-two pages; beautifully em bossed flexible cover; 172 fine illus f trations of people, buildings, street scenes and local scenery printed ar -1 tistically on high-lustre coated paper; " a complete historical and biographic " al sketch of Frostburg and Frost burgers; also contains the names and 5 addresses of about 2,500 former re -3 sidents and old-home week visitors; r a valuable work to preserve for fu ture reference; gives a better idea of f Frostburg than a billion postcards could give. These books would be t cheap at 50 cents each, but can be s had at The Spirit office for only 15 :, cents; sent postpaid to any address j for 21 cents. tf. 0000000000000000000000000000 § Successor to § § The Frostburg Mining Journal § § Established 1871 8 8000000000000000000000000000 WHOLE NUMBER 2,172 KELLY-ZELLER. Popular Eckliart Young Man Weds Estimable Young Woman of Frostburg. Mr. Eee Kelly, of Eckhart, and Miss Helen Zeller, of Frostburg, were married .pn Tuesday evening at the parsonage of St. Michael’s Catholic Church, Rev. Father Dolan officiating. The “best man” was Mr. John Blake, of Eckhart, and the bridesmaid Miss Ruth Kelly, a sister of the groom. The bride and groom have many friends in Frostburg, Eckhart and elsewhere who join in wishing them all manner of happiness and prosperi ty. The groom is a son of Mr. and Mrs. Frank Kelly, of Eckhart, and the bride a daughter of Mr. and Mrs. “Gus” Wm. Zeller, of Frostburg. P. L. Liveugood in Journalism in Frostburg. From the Berlin (Pa.) Record. P. E. Eivengood, for a number of years editor and publisher of the Salisbury Star, and later publisher of The Windber Era, has again entered the field of journalism, this time at Frostburg, Md., where he is owner and editor of The Frostburg Spirit, succeeding the Mining Journal, which suspended some months ago after a life of about forty-two years. The first two numbers of The Spirit have reached our desk, and the general appearance of the paper, as well as the news and advertising columns, show that a “live wire” is at the helm, even though Mr. Eivengood is just now experiencing poor health. “Pete,” as he is familarly known to Somerset county people, will no doubt show Frostburgers and people of that sec tion that a good home paper which everybody may feel proud of can be published with profit to the owner and credit to the community. , As a news paper man Mr. Eivengood is peculiarly equipped to make The Spirit a success in every particular, and his many friends in Somerset county wish him prosperity in his new undertaking. A Bucket of Water in Hell. “Profit in any line of commerce de pends a great deal on locality,” ob serves Henry Miller, who starred last L season in “The Rainbow.” Soph after the .Civil War,"Genetat j Ingalls visited a friend in the South. Taking a walk one morning, he met a boy coming up from the river with a fine string of fish. “What will you take for your fish ?” asked the General. “Thirty cents,” was the reply. “Thirty cents !” repeated the Gen eral in astonishment. “Why, if you were in New York you could get $3.00 for them.” The boy looked at the officer for a moment, and then said scornfully: “Yes, suh; an’ if I had a bucket of water in hell I could get a million dollars for it!” He Wouldn’t Advertise. There was a man who hustled not — To luck he trusted; He would not advertise a dot— And so he rusted, And likewise busted. —Baltimore Evening Sun. Some Potatoes. A lad in the outskirts of Albany, N. Y., and only twelve years of age, has made a world record. The State fair 1 board offered a prize for the largest yield from one seed potato. Each contestant was furnished one potato of a special and unusual variety in his part of the state. Eugene Durand raised and exhibit ; ed 686 pounds of potatoes, twelve ! bushels, of contest quality and size, ■ and left at home, unweighed, about : two bushels of non-exhibitable size. So far as known, this is fully twice the yield ever before known from one , potato. The potato had fourteen eyes. Each of these was planted in a hot bed. When the sprout was about three inches high, he cut it off and placed it in sand, where it took root. Durand then set it out in soil adapted to potatoes. The sprouts kept on growing and he kept on rooting them and then transplanting them, and great was the harvest thereof Farm and Fireside. Bowen -Rodkey. Miss Margaret E. Rodkey, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. R. E. Rodkey, of this place, and Thomas V. Bowen, editor of the Mahaffey Times, were united in marriage at the home of the bride’s parents, last evening at 7:30 o'clock The ceremony, which was perform ed by Rev. A. E. Frank, pastor of the - Methodist Episcopal church, was wit - nessed by only the immediate family t of the bride and a few of her most in - timate girl friends of Mahaffey.—Ma ; haffey (Pa.) Times, Sept. 26th, 1913. The bridegroom above mentioned is -a son of Samuel Bowen, a form. rc -1 sident of Frostburg, who served the - community several years as i aiiiff. ; Many Frostburgers will join the editor -of The Spirit in extending • agratu f lations and besl ■ ishes h . editor -3 ial brother and his bride over at Ma e haffey, Pa., .vhere he is publishing a e very neat arid newsy paper, whose S well patronized advertising columns 3 tell the mry of a.intelligent and pro gressive comm unit y.