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§ The Leading 8 Weekly Newspaper of Allegany 8 County, Maryland cDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCX FORTY-FOURTH YEAR. NO. 46 A RUDE INQUIRY CONCERNING PASTOR RUSSELL’S SERMONS ■ Contrary to It’s Rules, The Spirit Answers an Anonymous Communication Asking Why Pastor Russell’s Sermons Are Published In Its Columns. It is the rule among’ newspapers generally to pay no attention to un signed communications. However, here is an instance wherein The Spirit deems it advisable to depart from the established newspaper rule, inasmuch as we have received a communication from a rude questioner who seems to desire some information that he and others should, perhaps, have ; but why the questioner did not sign his name to his letter of inquiry, we are at a loss to know, unless, perhaps, he was ashamed of his abrupt manner. Here is his letter, published in the identical form in which it was received : Frostburg md dec. 1914 Mr Rivingood editor of the Spirit. Dear sir i like your paper in moast ways very good, but why in the h—l do you publish them pastor Russel sermons? i cant see no good reason because they are not only contrary to what my church teaches but also to what moast of the churches teaches and i doant think you ought to publish them Russel sermons for some of us dont think they are enything but a humbug, yours truly a subscriber. Well, since “a subscriber” has not signed his name to his letter, which would have enabled us to answer him privately, we shall answer him through the columns of the paper, and we do this in the hope that it will broaden his ideas and make him as tolerant toward others as he desires others to be toward him. For the benefit of all who may wish to know, we will state that we publish the Pastor Russell sermons for sever al reasons, as follows : First, because we are under contract to publish them weekly for one year, and we never repudiate a contract. Second, we have a large number of subscribers who are ! members of the International Bible Students’ Association, who have sub scribed for The Spirit largely on ac count of the Russell sermons, and every one of them is a good, cash paying subscriber. Furthermore, we consider that an up-to-date newspaper ought not to balk at publishing anything that aims for the moral uplift and betterment of mankind, when a large number of its patrons are clamoring for it, no mat ter what body of sincere religionists it emanates from. The “Russellites” Are Good and Bright People. At any rate The Spirit regards them as such, judging from its dealings with them and the many letters re ceived from them. We have never yet run across a single deadbeat among them—not one who takes the paper without paying for it, and we regard all honest people as good people, re gardless of their religious affiliations. They never knock at things they see in the paper that they don’t like, but they .read and enjoy the things they do like, and let it go at that, not for getting, however, to write the editor a letter of encouragement once in a while. All in all, we find the I. B. S. A. folks conscientious and upright, and much more charitably inclined toward their fellow mortals, no matter who they may be, than most folks are. Therefore, we say, God bless them, and may He bless us all, and keep us from quarreling with each other on account of honest differences in relig ious matters. We regard Pastor Russell as a gen uinely good man, and we believe he is doing a good work. Of course, we’ve received pamphlets denouncing him, some of them as savagely as The Menace denounces the Catholic Church. But we take no stock in such hogwash as for the most part fills the punk pamphlets and the mongrel Menace. We respect good people and conscientious people wherever we find them, though their creed or religious faith may look supiemely silly to us. Even Infidels and Atheists Are Not As Bad As Painted. Some of the world’s very brainiest and most kindly and upright people have belonged to these very classes. We have even known some very able preachers in our time that were in reality infidels. Whether all of that class go to a burning hell is not for us to say, but we have never heard of a case where an infidel or an atheist ever burned anybody else at the stake, or hanged him, or tortured him on the rack or in any other way for differing with him on matters pertaining to the hereafter. All the horrible work of that kind has been done by fanatics half crazy over religion, and some of those cruel, bloody murderers have even founded churches and Set up creeds that still have earnest wor THE FROSTBURG SPIRIT > shippers anhering to them as tena ciously as a tick to a dog’s back. And , who ever heard of an infidel or an t atheist pulling off a Preacher Riche : son or a Priest Schmidt stunt ? i We once had a member in good i i standing in a prominent church come ) i to us and ask us to give a certain old 1 atheist a severe public roast for using r the pages of a Bible for cartridge pa : ! per in the mines. The church mem i ! ber told us about the matter in the i j most profane and blasphemous lan guage anyone could possibly utter, : i thereby showing that he was hardly : j as good as the man he wanted roasted ! both in this world and in the next. | We declined to help in the roasting here, and if the old coal-digger athe istroastsin the next world,he will likely > find the fellow alongside of him who ! wanted him roasted here. ' After all, it doesn’t matter so much : what a man professes; it’s what he : does that he must be guaged by. In : the meantime, the Pastor Russell ser . mons will be continued in The Spirit, and we feel sure that the moral side : of any person who reads them will be benefited thereby. Those, however, who think they are not good and wholesome reading, should pass them by in looking over the contents of this paper from week to week. In conclusion, we beg to say this to our critic who signs himself ‘‘a sub scriber:” Remember, this paper is printed for many men of many minds, and not for your own personal edifica tion. If the paper was printed only for you, we’d try to edit it just as you’d want it, but as you are not the only tin can in the alley, you must : remember that we-cannot and will not try to please all the people at all times, knowing that no editor can do that. J We find the Pastor Russell adher ents top desirable a ~r ! ers to utterly ignore, and all the nu merous letters we receive from them are invariably written and composed far better than the average, which in dicates that they are made up of peo- I pie above the average intelligence. At the same time we are willing to print anybody’s sermons that can command the widespread interest among newspaper readers that are taken in the Pastor Russell sermons. The Whole Family Invited. We invite the family—old and young —to join our Christmas Savings Club at the Citizens National Bank, Mon day, December 21st Advt. Congratulations From ’53 To ’63. Our esteemed friend, William T. Hoblitzell, an old Frostburg boy now residing in Meyersdale, Pa., on Mon day morning called The Spirit office by telephone, and when the editor put the receiver to his ear, a jovial voice addressed him as follows : “Is this the editor?” “It is,” came the response from The Spirit’s end of the line. “Well, here’s congratulations from ’S3 to ’63, and may you enjoy many happy returns of the day,” or words I to that effect, was the message that | came from Meyersdale. The editor at once recognized the familiar voice as that of his friend , Hoblitzell, than whom there is no bet ter fellow to be found anywhere, and an exchange of birthday greetings , followed, for be it known that William T. Hoblitzell was born on December , 14th, 1853, and Peter R. Rivengood on the same day of the same month in . the year 1863. Hence the congratula ; tions from ’S3 to '63. ; Our friend Hoblitzell is 61 years old, and the editor Si. We’re going down, ; down the shady side of life pretty fast : now, but we are both good men yet, i and whichever one of us reaches the . century mark first has promised to [ banquet the other and chop a cord of [ wood before breakfast to show what a [ good man can do at the age of 100. i What gets Bill’s goat, though, is how to get Pete ahead in the race, for old Father Time won’t let him stop until Pete makes up the 10 stretches of a lead that Bill has on him. The banquet part isn’t worrying him any, but his wife says he’s so all-fired bad ’ afraid of wood-chopping that he won’t even chop the kindling for her, which is the only fault he ever had. Babv Will Want a Tree i . and a lot of other things next Christ mas. Make her a member of our , | Christmas Savings Club, and she will . be sure to get them at the Citizens . j National Bank, Frostburg, Md., “The f ! Bank That Helps You Save.”—Advt. : NONE ARE TOO POOR to sub ,! scribe for the home paper, when it , i costs but $1.50 per year, a little less J . i than 3 cents per week. FROSTBURG, MD., TIURSDAY, DECEMBER 17, 1914 The Hilcfc Bros. Conpanfs j Phenomenal Hi Irice Sale j A Sale That Was a Sale, Provii* the Pulling < Power of Printer’s Ink When Mediants Have < Great Bargains to Offr. < Allegany County’s Leading Store 6t Much of the George’s Creek Trade that Cumbrland Made a Special Effort to Ge. That the people know genuine bar gains when properly advertised by a reliable and progressive firm, and that they will go after them in any kind of weather, was demonstrated last Mon day, when the Hitchins Brothers Com pany started their special sale of ladies’ suits, coats, etc., at half price, and also gave one-third off clothing for men. The great sale was not only liberal ly advertised in the home paper, but also by 10,000 neatly printed circulars, ordered from the home paper’s job I printing department. The home pa per carried the good news into a very large number of good homes in Frost burg and surrounding territory, and the circulars were distributed in all the towns tributary to this city. The Advertising Brought Great Results. A successful sale was anticipated while the advertising was being done, but suddenly a snow storm set in on Saturday night, and when Monday, the day of the big sale arrived, the wind was blowing a veritable blizzard, the air was full of snow, and the weather was cold enough to freeze the horns off a “mooley” cow. It was an awful day for women to venture out, and when daybreak revealed a regu lar blizzard, it was feared that the weather would put a sort of “damper” on the sale. But did it ? Well, not so as you could notice it. Customers Galore Crowded the Store. vvnen the clock struck nine, the hour for the sale to begin, customers were there in great numbers, and they continued to come all "day. They : : came by the scores and dozens, with their sisters, brothers, aunts and | cousins. In fact, the wind just. : seemed to blow them in from all direc tions, and the customers “blowed” themselves according to their purses, going away with bundles in great pro fusion and of all sizes. Every bundle contained a bargain, too, a real, genuine bargain, a bargain that will cause those customers to return again and again to that store, especially when there’s a big sale ' advertised, for the people have come to know that a reduction sale at the big Hitchins store means exactly what is advertised. No Cheap Skate Crooked Methods At This Store. The Hitchins Brothers Company is a concern with a reputation back of it. Its members did not come to the town under a cloud, hence they do not have | to lie awake nights to study up some big, glaring lie to head their next special sale posters, giving a fake reason for the sale, as some firms are | noted for doing. Our Ghristmas Number With this, the Christmas number of The Spirit, the editor and publisher of the same sends kindly greeting's to his many good patrons and friends, wishing them all a merry Christmas and a happy and prosperous New Year. He especially thanks the progressive and public-spirited busi nessmen whose advertisements appear in the paper, and he takes pleasure in recommending them to the purchasing public interested in the goods advertised. Without advertising, no newspaper could and all who are interested in a Frostburg newspaper shoul patronize those who make it possible for this town to have a newspaper. This issue of The Spirit represents a great deal of hard, pains taking labor, as well as great expense, and the editor and publisher has made this special number as good as he possibly could under the circumstances. The paper could have been made milch more interesting, if cir cumstances would have permitted it, but with an enormous amount of job printing on hand that had to be gotten out by a certain time, to say nothing of delay in advertisers getting their copy into the hands of the printers by some of the paper’s friends who were themselves delayed on account of other pressing business engage ments, much important matter for the paper could not be gotten into type in time for this issue. The editor and publisher greatly regrets this, but such handicaps will happen at times, in spite of all that can be done, and so all concerned must be content with the best that could he done under the circumstances. That’s a Hard Call. The married man who hasn’t any thing running around his house but a j fence is always the lad who doesn’t like the way the fool neighbors raise their children. —Cumberland Press. “j. 'F’~T I Neither do tty sell goods ( l at their speciaisales which are first t marked up to tvce their values, and f then marked dwn to about 25 per - cent, above the ficethey should really - sell at. That isanother faking trick : some disreptuale merchants resort , to, and besides, ie fakers usually ge ' big, flaming poslrs printed by “Cher p John” printers in other towns, the ■ size of which ar usually equaled only : by the big lies finted thereon, start ing with a spre;d-eagle lying reason > why the sale is obe held. One time ■ the reason givet may be a fake re moval notice, oi the death of a rela ■ tive connected with the firm, etc , etc., all of which staements fool only the ignorant, who curt distinguish a lie from the truth. Built On Ah iloHest FoundatioH. The Hitchins store business is built on an honest fokndatioa, a foundation laid by honest vorkingmen who took care of their money until able to get into business for themselves. They built up a large business by honest methods, which their descendants are continuing in the same reputable man tier, and constantly enlarging. They are good patrons of the home paper, a fact which The Spirit greatly appreciates, and they do not require the local editor to bid against everj T blackleg “Cheap Jqhn” printer in the country. They get out their circulars on bet ter paper than the sellers of shoddy goods usually do. :I .*a Umintr so much at size as they do at qualitj' and con venient form. A Joke Oa Cumberland. During the last week or ten days the Cumberland Chamber of Com merce has been running free s iecial cars provided with free victrola music to entice people all along the line of the C. & W. E. Railway to come to Cumberland to do their shopping. The scheme worked well until last Monday, and then nearly all of the | shoppers on the free cars from West ernport and the other towns down that way went no further than Frost burg and bought heavily at the Hitch | ins special sale. All of which goes to show that Frostburg can puli trade from other towns as readily as Cum ! berland can, if the proper effort is made to get the trade, and The Hitch ins Bros. Company uses the right methods, which includes, lots of at tractive home printing and a large assortment of goods that cannot be excelled anywhere when it comes to good values for the money. Frostburg also has other good and reliable firms who give big values to j their customers, and their advertise- i inents can usually be seen in the home paper. Refrain From Scolding. Scolding is not necessary in order 1 to emphasize a rebuke, and some - times the reproof that is tactfi 1 and 1 kind, makes the most impression of all- —Exchange. , tr - \ j A Little Tragedy j | of the Plains j I The Woman Whose Day | had Passed | By VUKJORIE BOOLE | Copyrignt oy trank * Munsey to ♦ They called it twenty miles from the Potter place to town twenty miles ot crisp, sun baited buffalo grass and mo notonous. blinding sky. The hot wind from the south had come with the Potters today on their drivp to town, but it went faster than the two hopeless bays could pull the old wagon, and so the dust whirled up from the wheels and the horses feet and settled grimly all ovei the Potters. It made the two Potter hoys and tne two little Potter girls, sittiug down in the wagon bed, half heartedl.v quarrel some and -Mr. Potter, on the high seat, the lines hauging limply in his hand silent and glum. Mrs. Potter stopped jogging the fret ful baby and tried to shade its red little face with bei dusty handkerchief A hot gust ot wind caught at her black bat and jerked it unceremonious ly on one side. With the baby hanging over one arm she set her hat back again She glanced at her husband with the usual feminine question. “Is it on straight?" on her lips, but with a look at him. staring moodily ahead, tns month set uneneouragiugly, she for bore. The baby had almost cried its poor, hot. tittle self to sleep, and Mrs. Potter' sat with her arms cramped and ach ing. her forehead puckered in a tired frown. But at last the sight of a little, un painted shack at the side of the road and a bright, salmon colored cottage a little farther on made the boys stop the systematic teasing of their sisters and crane their ueeks eagerly toward Edenville. Mr. Potter swung the rawhide whip over the hacks ot the two horses. They "1 BELIEVE I LL TAKE IT IF IT’S NOT TOO HIGH.' lunged suddenly forward, jerking the baby fretfully awake, and trotted briskly on. spreading panic among the chickens scratching in the dusty road. At the livery barn Mr Potter pulled up. “You’d better get out here, ma,” he said, reaching for the much crumpled youngest. Mrs. Potter climbed stiffly out ovei the wagon wheel and held up her arms. The little Potters clambered out, and the girls stood silent and close to their mother. “Me and the boys ’ll go over and get their things now. You go get you and the girls fixed up, ma, and then come over to Martin's. I’ll load up the gro ceries there.” "All right, pa.” his wife answered, tucking a hauging lock of hair behind her ear. “But I—l guess I’ll have to • have a little money.” "Will that do you. d’you think?” Mr. Potter leisurely took a bill front his worn, reddish pocketbook and ; handed it to her, generously beneficent ] in his capacity as dispenser of funds. "Yes, that'll be plenty. Will.” And 1 nervously: "Now, you hurry, pa. We : don’t want to be late getting started home." "Oh. I guess we’ll be ready by the time you women folks get fixed up i with hats,” and pa chuckled in high ■ good humor, now that the long drive was over. j Mrs. Potter smoothed the baby out as well as she could. The baby, worn out by the iong ride, protested only feebly. . : With her free hand their mother straightened Mary’s sunbonnet and Lucy’s sprigged percale apron and i shook out the streaks of dust from her own cheap biack serge. With the little girls close at her heels, she walked down the one sided Main street to a store where "Miss | Ellis. Millinery. I)r\ lioods and .No tlous," was painted In veilovv and black on the false front. Inside It was cooler and shaded The counters and shelves, with the piles of lawns and calicoes, seeming to run largely to grays and blues, and the notions, among which were displayed attractive side combs and Irresistible ribbon bows, were all arranged In care ful order. And the hats such crea tions! Mrs. Potter gazed at them with ad miring eyes. She stood for a moment uncertainly. Then Miss Ellis herself came forward, large and complacent in cool gray chambray, with smoothly combed black hair and a dark down upon her upper iip which rivaled the notion counter in the attention ot the children. “Why. how dyou do. Mrs Potter?" Miss Ellis was most cordial. “When did you get In town? The darlin baby! And both the little girls too My! Aren't you tired out this hot aft ernoon? Just set down here. Mrs. Pot ter You came tn to do some buyln'. i suppose?" “Yes'm I thought I’d get me and the girls fitted out with hats, though It's pretty late to be gettin them ” Her sunburnt face Hushed a little. “Oh. we have some nice hats left. Mrs. Potter, though, of course, the stock’s a little picked over Shall we take yon first? Oh. the little girls? Let’s see What are their names? Oh yes; Mary and Lucy. All right. We have the very things’’— Miss Ellis helped their mother untie their bonnets in preparation for the ceremony of trying on The little girls were frightened at first, but they grew dazed witli joy when they found them selves radiantly hatted, one with blue flowers and ribbons, the other with pink. At last they knew them for theh very own The rubbers were slipped under their proudly lifted chins, and it was Mrs. Potter’s turn. “You can put the baby here” Miss Ellis offered a cushioned armchair “Poor little thing - it's all tired out,' and “it." who was. in truth, of fern inine gender and labeled "Alva Jane.' was gently deposited, warm and red and sound asleep, on the calico cash lon. Mrs. Potter brushed at her black dress and felt nervously at her biack hat It was very old, and the felt and the ribbons were dusty and limp. She put it on a chair beside her and smoothed vainly at her roughened: faded hair Her face was lined and weary, anu ner eyes, wmed were blue and should have been pretty, were reddened from the sun and wind. She stood passively while Miss Ellis selected a hat and placed it on her head. It was a large hat. with a softly drooping brim, with mounds of cbif fon and big pink roses Mrs. Potter looked almost timidly into the glass, and then she forgot that she was stiff and tired from her ride and that her face was dusty and her hair stringy. She was gazing at the mirrored reflection of the hat. “That certainly does look good on you, Mrs. Potter.” said Miss Ellis, who was a milliner of business rather than aesthetic principles “Oh. do you think so?" Mrs Pot ter hesitated She reached up and felt nervously ot a pink rose with her brown hand awkward in the black cotton mitt “Well, I certainly do Just look at them roses. And the amount of pink chiffon that’s on that hat—ft’s sure the hat for yon, Mrs Potter,” Miss Ellis went on encouragingly, but her cus tomer was not listening to her at all She was looking into the mirror at something for which Miss Ellis had not the gift of sight. She saw a girl’s face, sweet and pretty, with pink cheeks, and big blue eyes, and golden brown hair. And shading it was the wonderful hat of , chiffon and roses. The reflected face, which Miss Ellis would have said was old looking and very tired, flushed, and the eyes bright ened and filled a little. Mrs. Potter, with the glory of her vision upon her. turned to the milliner. 1 “It’s like one I had the summer Will and 1 was married.” she said. "He ; liked it. He said it just suited me.” 1 The flush deepened. “I believe I’ll take it if it’s not too high and you think”— Mary and Lucy had recovered from I the awe of their new hats and were playing hide and seek among the coun ters i Mary ran around to where her moth i er stood. Mary was used to her moth * er in a chronically old blue calico sun bonnet or the black felt with the rusty, crumpled ribbon, but this! Mary had not known her mother fifteen years I ago. and she did not understand. , She looked a moment, puzzled and dismayed. “Why, mamma!” she said slowly and , then gurgled In delighted appreciation j of the joke. t “Oh, Lucy!” she cried gleefully and dragged her sister around where she j could see. “Come and look at mamma Ain’t she funny in that pretty hat?” j Mrs. Potter turned suddenly again to the glass. The light from a back window fell glaringly across her. She saw the ’ pink billows of chiffon and the roses and the soft white brim drooping over } her tanned face. The glass blurred be fore ber. She could hardly think or r : move for a minute. 1 ; Then she roused herself and lifted 1 the hat from her head. Her rough fin gers caught in the soft chiffon as she J set it down. “I guess 1 won’t get my hat today * after all. Miss Ellis.” she said dully r “Come on. children; your pa’ll be wait ing for us.” r And she pinned on the old black felt. poooooooooooooooooooooooo > Successor to | The Frostburg Mining Journal | Established 1871 XSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WHOLE NUMBER 2,235 BEGINNING OF NEW SUMMER RESORT Completion of “Casselman Cabin” the Precursor of Greater Things. Under the above heading, The Meyersdale Republican, in its issue of last week, commented as follows on an article it reproduced from this pa per, concerning the bungalos recently built at Stanton’s Dam, at Little Cross ings on the "National Pike, just one mile east of Grantsville: The foregoing items from the Frostburg Spirit are significant as they presage the upbuilding of a summer resort at one of the most picturesque spots on the line of the rehabilitated National Pike, which will constitute a link in an Ocean to Ocean highway, reaching from the Atlantic to the Pacific. There is no more ideal spot on the pike for a first-class summer and health re sort than “Little Crossings,” where the historic stone arch bridge spans the Casselman River, one-half mile east of the village of Grantsville. The Frostburg gentlemen who have purchased ground at Stanton’s dam as a site for summer cottages have shown commendable foresight, and the probabilities are that they will be joined next summer by others from Frostburg, Cumberland and the large cities of the East who will want to erect cabins or cottages and spend the summer at this pleas ant spot. In course of time The Republican hopes to see a large summer hotel, country club, or all-the-year-round sanitarium established at this pic turesque place than which there is no more delectable spot in the Al legheny mountains. The Casselman River at this point affords splendid boating and fishing facilities, and land for the laying out of golf links is available. It could he made an ideal rendezous for automobile parties coming from the East and the West over one of the most mag nificent highways i*i the United States. The building up of such a resort would prove of benefit, not alone to the village of Grantsville, - but of the country for miles around. Stanton’s dam has for years been a favorite picnic ground for pleasure parties from Salisbury and Meyers dale. From Salisbury to the state line there is a good road leading to ward the National Pike. Between the state line and the pike at Little 1 Meadows (Stone House Farm) there is about one mile of road that needs ' improvement very badly. If this were improved, there would be a 1 splendid outlet for automobiles from Somerset county to the Na tional Pike and a great many more of our people would go on pleasure trips during the summer months to Grantsville and other places on the pike. The National Pike between Cum -1 berland, Md., and Wheeling, W. Va-, ‘ was opened to traffic in the year . 1818. The magnificent stone bridge at Little Crossings was built be tween the years 1814 and 1818, and t there is a movement on foot at i Grantsville to hold a centennial cele bration of the completion of the bridge next summer. The event is j one worthy of celebration and If at f tempted should be carried out on a scale that would attract thousands of visitors. i BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION. • Sylvester Crow Eatertalus Friends . On 20th Anniversary. a Frostburg’s celebrated Three-Pieec ’ Orchestra had a fine time on Wednes -1 day night at the home of Sylvester 1 Crow, who on the 16th inst. reached the 20th mile-post on his journey from p the cradle to the grave. The orches tra is composed of Geo. Knoyer, Syl vester Crow and Philip Burton, and they all participated in a birthday celebration, at which music, oysters and other good things figured promi ■ nently. j After a hearty feast and ear-pulling, the guests departed, wishing the hon -3 ored host at least 100 returns of the day, with the understanding that an 1 oyster supper should accompany each a one. 3 May Eat Meat On Christmas Day. p A Baltimore dispatch says: Special dispensation from Pope Benedict will | permit the eating of turkey and other meats on Christmas Day, which this j year, comes on Friday. However, e Christmas Eve is a day of abstinence, R and Catholics are not allowed to par r | take of flesh meats ou this day. There is no restriction on the kinds r of meats permissible on Christinas j Day, and no special letter of dispensa tion has been sent out to the various P parishes in the archdiocese by Cardi nal Gibbons. Now if the Pope could only issue a dispensation that would put meat on tables where there will be none on Christmas day, what a fine thing it would be !