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Prohibition Ticket.
FOR COMPTR ORFFR :
WILLIAM KLEINLE,
of Baltimore.
FOR CLERK OF COURT OF APPEARS :
Dr. G. W. PETERBRIDGE,
of St. Mary’s County.
OUR CANDIDATES.
This week we place at mast
head the names of our standard
bears in the State election. As
noted elsewhere they are men
fully competent and it is already
predicted that a large increase in
the vote may be expected because
of the popularity of the gentle
men named.
More anon.
TIMELY TOPICS.
Several timely topics were dis
cussed at the Council meeting on
Monday night. Street paving,
new reservoir, another policeman
and protection for town draymen
are questions that should -receive
their most thoughtful attention
and careful deliberation. We
have not had time to give the
matter much attention but oil the
spur of the moment it seems to
us that the Council is aiming in
the right direction in all these
questions. One drawback to
street paving, however, is and
always will be to depend upon
property owners to assist in the
paving. Just so long as property
owners are expected to join in
paving just so long will there be
no paving. The town must do
tue pa. mg outright and entirely
or it will never he done to any
great extent, L, almost a foregone
conclusion. The other question,
probably the most important, is
the reservoir. If needed, as it is
claimed it is, it should be built
at once —but how? where? There
is a liability of a difference of
opinion on these questions. It
takes money to build a reservior,
and a measure looking to that
end was recently defeated. Are
the people more thirsty now and
are they willing to incur another
bonded indebtedness? The ques
tion of another police officer
seems to be the weakest from the
fact that the officers we have find
it necessary to make but compar
ativel}’ few arrests as the records
will show. If Frostburg is such
a bad town, so bad that more
officers are absolutely necessarjq
the evidence does not show it.
But, as we said, we have not
studied the different questions to
any great extent and the above
are only random thoughts and
are not intended to be construed
as advising. There should he,
however, no guessing or experi
menting at the tax-payers’ ex
pense. Whatever is done should
be done, as far as possible, with
a thorough knowledge that it is
done rig in and is the right thing
co do
Keep yo :r eye on the Gleaner.
CHALK.
A Short Homily on the Brittlely
Subject by Capt. Thomas Brown.
Now, when the political pot is at the
boiling- point and we are hearing so
much about the color, “white,” it may
help some readers of the “enlarged,
improved, and cleanly printed” paper
to keep cool to hear something about
. the oldest formation of the earth’s
crust; namely, chalk, which is a white
■ substance. We all know that it is a
compound of carbon acid gas and lime.
, A great chapter of the history of the
• world is written in chalk. Few pass
■ ages in the history of man can be sup
ported by such an overwhelming mass
. of both direct and indirect evidence as
■ chalk. If a man knows the true history
' of the chalk every carpenter carries in
his pocket, though ignorant of all
other history, he is likely, if he will
think his knowledge out to its ultimate
results, to have a truer and, therefore,
better conception of this wonderful
universe and of man’s relation to it
than the most learned student who is
deep read in the records of humanity
1 and ignorant of those of nature. Its
language is not so hard to learn as the
; Roman alphabet, if you only want to
get at the broad features of the stor}'
it has to tell. To the unaided eye
chalk looks simply like a very loose
and open kind of stone, but it is possi
ble to grind a slice of it down so thin
that you can see through it. The slice
presents a totally different appearance
when placed under the microscope.
The general mass of it is made up of
very minute granules; but imbedded
in this matrix are innumerable bodies
some smaller and some larger but on a
rough average not more than the hun
dredth part of an inch in diameter,
having well defined shape and struct
ure. The frequency with which geolo
gists find in the chalk a fossilized sea
urchin to which is attached the lower
valve of a crania, a kind of shellfish
with a shell of two pieces of which, as
in the oyster, one is fixed and the other
free, and the subsequent attachment
and growth of the coralline which took
’ a j'ear, the accumulation of an inch of
. chalk must have taken more than a
year and the deposit of 1,000 feet must
have taken more (than 12,000 years.
The relative duration is clear enough
but the absolute time may not be defin
able. The attempt to affix any date to
the period at which the chalk sea be
gan or ended its existence is be3'ond
the comprehension of man. Some of
those extracts are from a lecture by
Prof. Thomas Huxley.
BORDEN BUDGET.
A Snake Story and a Smash Up.
Last Sunday a young man residing
, at the headwaters of the South Fork of
Roaring Run attempted to reach Frost
burg b3* a narrow path through a thick
: ly wooded and rocky ravine which inter
-1 venes, it being the outy road through
- the wild and lonely place. When near
, ly half wa3 r through the forest he heard
a strange noise, something like the
gulp of a toad, and stopped and listened.
To his horror a monster snake was just
' before him. Its head was about four
feet above ground, and with mouth
open, tongue lapping and eyes flashing
and fixed upon him was about to strike
the fatal blow. The young man didn’t
wait to take any more points of his
. snakeship but grabbed his hat, which
■ by this time was several inches above
, his head or as high as his hair would
reach, and made a break for home. In
about two minutes he had covered
three-fourths of a mile and just before
the fence was reached his wind gave
out and he stopped to look back to see
if the snake was coming. But he failed
to come —much to the delight of the
young man. Now this dangerous ser
pent is at large, We suppose it went
down the mountain to the berry thickets
where sooner or later it will catch some
one. We advise the young man to
make his trips through the forest as
few as possible because there’s a girl
who is read3 r to save him.
A big runaway occurred on the old
Borden plane one evening last week.
Mr. Hartig, the plane runner, started
a trip of four two-ton cars off the top
as usual but the weight of the cars
broke a link in the chain and the3 r shot
forth as though fired from a cannon.
There was a roar, a cloud of dust and a
crash. The cars kept the track to a
knuckle and then went to smashing
boulders and breaking cars, causing a
great excitement. Nobody was hurt.
The damages will amount to about one
hundred dollars. Several snap-shot
pictures of the wreck were taken which
we suppose are all right.
Church Services.
Services at the M. R. Church, South,
will be as follows :
Sunday, August 11th, preaching at
10:30 a. m. and 7:30 p. m.
POVERTY’S CHILDREN
LITTLE ONES WHO MISS THE JOYS OF
LIFE’S SPRING.
Two Summer Weeks In tlie Lives of
a Dozen Factory Cliildren Tlie
Loneliness of the Poor Ranclier’s
Babes.
The following paper, read before the
Yamparik# club of Vernon, Tex., by
Lillian Edgell Tscbiffely, touches with
tenderness a subject that should claim
the attention of every good man and
woman:
The solving of this problem 1 shall
leave to wiser heads than mine. That
it is unjust and injurious to a child to
be made to bear the burdens of heavy
labor in its tender years is beyond dis
pute, but where the blame lies or where
the remedy, who shall say?
Perhaps, as some believe, it lies in the
prohibition of marriage to those unfit
financially or physically to assume the
care of a family, or, as others suggest,
each state provide for the support and
education of those children within its
borders who, being compelled to labor
for the necessities of life, are thus de
prived of the opportunities accorded to
more fortunate children. That the bur
den should be lifted from the childish
shoulders is the desire of all right
thinking people. For a tender little
child to be condemned to hard labor is
cruel and unnatural.
We have all seen those energetic but
unwise parents whose cry is, “Work,
work,” from daylight to dark. In their
rugged and mature strength they defy
weariness, and so the tired little feet
run here and there at their behest and
no time for the child to lie in the soft
grass of soma shady nook and follow
with beating heart the adventures of
the brave prince and lovely princess of
a delightful fairy tale. “Stuff and non
sense!” these Gradgrinds cry out if
you talk of leisure hours for children.
“Work is good, work is wholesome.”
Yes, so it is; but, as Samantha says,
“Do be mejum.” But ever on their
lips is the time worn saying about
“satan finding mischief for idle hands
to do,” and the other side, “All work
and no play makes Jack a dull boy,”
they seem to forget.
Do we harness the young colt to the
plow or the tiny calf to the wagon?
We attempt no such foolish thing.
They are given time to grow. They
eat, sleep and play and thus lay up
strength and vigor against the time
when 3 r igor and strength are most
needed. And shall we deal less sensibly
with the tender bodies of little chil
dren ?
After all, I question if idleness for
children is the terrible evil these rush
ing, grinding grown ups would have
us believe. Is not their time for work
coming even now with to
take away the glad days of youth and
sunny leisure hours? As men and wo
men they must labor. There is no es
cape from “In the sweat of thy face
shalt thou eat bread.”
So give the children growing time
and playing time and beautiful dreams
of childhood to look back upon when
they have taken their place with the
toilers of the earth, where all must
labor from the rising of the sun until
the going down thereof.
But I think the programme commit
tee must have had in mind those poor
children in the sweatshops and facto
ries of large cities, and of those I know
very little. But my one glimpse of
them abides with me. I was staying
with a friend in the country not far
from a large eastern city. The heat that
summer was something terrible, and
the charitable organizations of this city
had been active in behalf of the poor
children of factory and shop. Group
after group had been sent to tbe coun
try for a few days of fresh air and
wholesome food.
My friend had asked that a dozen lit
tle ones be sent to her for two weeks.
On the day of their arrival I was in
vited to drive with her to the station,
several miles away, to meet them. I
went with a good deal of pleasure. I
am fond of children, and two weeks
with a dozen merry boys and girls held
promise of gay times. But what a rev
elation of an unknown childhood it
was to me when the train at last drew
in and slowly, listlessly there filed out
pale, wan shadows of children, scarce
lifting their eyes to look about them,
moving as they were directed, without
apparently knowing or caring whither!
As I looked at those old, old faces
and small, shrunken forms my heart
sank. “Merry times,” indeed! I would
as soon expect a good time playing
hunt the slipper or “I spy” with the in
mates of an old ladies’ home as with
these poor dwarfed atoms of child
hood.
Four of them we took in the carriage
with us. The others went in the large
farm wagon brought for that purpose.
We drove silently through the village
and out upon the country road. All my
plans to help these waifs were in chaos.
Glancing at their dull faces and droop
ing forms, I felt quite helpless.
Suddenly the horses turned into a
lhady lane, and truly it was a lovely
thing. Bordered on either side by a low
stone wall, over w T hose brown weather
beaten sides the pink wild roses and
creeping greenery ran in riotous beau
ty, trees overshadowed it so thickly
that the sun only filtered through in
golden splotches of light. Down in the
green soft grass by tbe roadside were
flung great beds of purple violets, as if
a queen had lingered there to rest and
left her royal mantle on the ground.
Suddenly I felt a little bony band clutch
my arm. I looked down at the child
near me. The listless look was gone,
the pale face was quivering all over,
the small body was tense with excite
ment, and tears were streaming down
her cheeks. I do not think she knew
of the tears at ali, for she made no
effort to wipe them avay. I asked anx
iously if she were ill. Without heeding
me in the least she leaned far out of the
carriage and held both arms toward the
nodding roses and waving trees, as if
she would clasp to her starved little
heart all this wonderful beauty. 1
spoke to her again, in a rather uncer
tain voice, if the truth must be told.
Still she was silent, but raised to mine
the saddest and most eloquent eyes I
have ever beheld. I looked at the two
boys sitting next my friend, and, oh,
such transfigured faces! Their thin
hands, held out to the sun, opened and
closed as if they were grasping gold.
Before that drive homeward came to
an end my anticipation of a good time
revived. These were children after all.
Dwarfed and stunted by hard work and
harder fare, by foul air of dark shop
and factory, illy nourished and cheated
out of their childhood, yet childhood
was here, and in the days that follow
ed we watched it emerge from its pris
on house in those starved, work worn
little bodies and revel in the joys of
youth. The old faces grew, young be
fore our eyes. And the most pathetic
thing to me was to see how all day long
the toil worn hands clasped flowers as
if they could never have enough of
them.
When the two weeks were over, we
drove again through that green and
golden lane on our way to the station
tvith our guests. But how different are
these restless, turbulent boys and girls
from the dull, listless children that we
had lately brought along the same
road! No pale cheeks or dull eyes now.
Climbing in and out of the carriage,
snatching handfuls of flowers, calling
gayly back to the birds, laughing and
chattering, their joy undimmed by the
knowledge that they were returning to
tortuous days of hard labor, shut away
from all this delight.
As I watched the train that was
bearing them back to their poor, mea
ger lives how I wished that I owned
the earth, that I might give it and the
fullness thereof to all such blighted
childhood as this!
Overworked, underfed children are
about us, but those blessed heritages
of childhood—air and sunshine, song
of bird and running brook —they have
freely. And yet here in our own sun
ny western land there is work we may
do for children.
Far out in lonely little homes on the
prairie, away from church or Sabbath
school, never a book or paper finding
its way to them, are many children
who labor with their elders from dawn
until dark. True, they are infinitely
better off than the little city children
of the poor, but they are at our doors,
and there is much we can do to bright
en and better their lives. And here is
work for the Yamparikas. Let them
gather up the magazines, story books
and papers their own children have in
such abundance and send them out to
those Isolated homes. Y’ou do not know
what joy and delight they would carry
with them. Pored over by the flicker
ing firelight until worn out, their pret
ty illustrations saved and pinned on
the bare walls, to be a daily feast of
beauty to childish eyes.
I was lately in one of those lonely
prairie homes. I looked carefully about
the one room—that was all the little
plank house boasted of—for paper or
book, but there was none. Several
bright, lonely children came and made
friends with me. The little boy came
shyly and handed me a small paste
board box. I opened it to see what
childish treasure he had so carefully
hidden away, and who would not have
been touched at sight of the small pic
ture card, with its gay bunch of roses
that were so lovely to those beauty
starved children? Turning the card
over, I found a pretty poem that each
child could repeat correctly from mem
ory.
Surely when we see our homes over
flowing with books and papers we can
not withhold them from these less for
tunate ones.
Yamparikas, do this. Make it your
business to send out bundles of papers
often. There are many ways of finding
out where they are needed, and do not
forget to put in a small Bible or Testa
ment. There was none in the home I
speak of. If the club does no work but
this throughout the coming year, it will
have done much.
Oh, poverty, ’tis a weary thing,
*Tis full of grief and pain;
It boweth down the heart of man
As with an iron chain.
It maketh even a little child
With heavy sighs complain.
Nonunion Labor Builds Cliurches.
Bishop Potter and Archbishop Cor
rigan will be appealed to by organized
labor to prevent, If possible, the em
ployment of nonunion men in the con
struction of churches and church build
ing in this city, says the New York
Journal.
“If nonunion men are to be employed
to build churches, we want to know it,”
said Delegate William J. O’Brien of the
New York branch of the National Gran
ite Cutters’ union at the meeting of the
Central Federated union. “There are
more nonunion jobs on church work
than on any other kind of building
work in this city.
“Nonunion men are at present em
ployed on the Cathedral of St. John the
Divine, in One Hundred and Tenth
street, and on the Roman Catholic or
phan asylum at Fordham heights. We
want the church placed on record in re
lation to the employment of nonunion
men. The workmen on the new ca
thedral are employed under the padrone
system. Such a system should not be
tolerated, and least of all in the con
struction of a church.”
They Don’t Convene Often.
A proposition to postpone this year’s
convention of the Cigar Makers’ Inter
national union, which was to convene
In Baltimore Sept. 9, is being submitted
to a referendum vote of the member
ship this week. The last convention of
cigar makers was held in Detroit in
1896.
Davisson Armstrong, President. Thomas Humberston, Vice-President.
Frank Watts, Cashier.
THE CITIZENS 3 NATIONAL BANK,
FROSTBURG, MARYLAND.
Capital, $50,000.00. Surplus, $40,000.00.
THIS BANK PAYS THREE PER CENT, INTEREST ON TIME DEPOSITS.
GLEANINGS
From the Prohibition Corner of the Political
Field.
Items of interest culled from various sources for the delectation of
friends of the cause.
Prohibitionists Name a Ticket.
The State Convention of the Pro
hibition Party was held Tuesday in
the auditorium of the Young Men’s
Christian Association Building, cor
ner Charles and Saratoga Streets,
Baltimore.
In addition to other routine business
candidates for Comptroller and Clerk
of the Court of Appeals were nomin
ated as follows :
For Comptroller, Mr. Wm. Kleinle,
of Baltimore.
For Clerk of Court of Appeals, Dr.
G. Weems Peterbrige, of Charlotte
Hall, St. Mary’s County.
Inclement weather reduced the at
tendance of delegates, particularly at
the morning session. The afternoon
session, however, was very well at.
tended, perhaps 200 delegates and
friends of the party being present. The
OCR ADVERTISERS,
The Men Who Make The Gleaner Grow.
Under this heading from time to time will be given brief sketches
of the life, character and standing of the patrons of this paper.
William Gottlieb Hiller was born in Germany in 1864 and came
with his parents to this country when a mere child. They settled
in New York, where Mr. Hiller attended school. Hater he learned
the trade of cutter and worked for J. W. Bell & Son, leading Fifth
Avenue tailors. He also worked for a while for a firm in St.
Augustine, Florida.
Mr. Hiller came to Frostburg in 1889 and took charge of the
merchant tailoring department of Mr. Joseph Bear, which had just
been established. By strict attention to his business and hard and
careful work he at once built up for Mr. Bear a large and successful
business. In 1893 he bought this department of Mr. Bear’s busi
ness and located in the Wehner Building, corner Broadway and
Mechanic Street, where he has ever since held forth.
One of the most prominent tailoring establishments in Allegany
' ...
K
. WILLIAM G. HILLER,
“the; reliable tailor.”
County is the one conducted by William G. Hiller, of whom an
excellent cut is shown. Mr. Hiller’s salesroom is located in the
Wehner Building, 100 Broadway. He enjoys the patronage of the
largest number of customers of any tailor on George’s Creek, due to
the thorough knowledge of his profession. Mr. Hiller is a most
affable and painstaking gentleman, as one will find upon dealing
with him. Every effort is made to satisfy the purchaser of a suit
in every detail. He keeps constantly in stock a large and carefully
selected assortment of staple and fancy worsteds and cheviots, each
season’s styles being faithfully reproduced as predicted by latest
fashions. In season he employs between thirty and thirty-five
hands and turns out from twenty to twenty-five suits every week.
Every suit made is guaranteed to fit and only first-class trimmings
are used in making. To those, therefore, who desire a high-grade,
perfect-fitting, tailor-made suit this house commends itself as one
that can be implicitly relied upon to furnish such garments as shall
rank superior in every respect.
Mr. Hiller is a large and persistent advertiser and some of the
success and fame he has achieved is attributable to that source.
To Wed.
A marriage license has been issued
to Mr. Rlias Streets and Miss Rosa
Bverline, both of this place.
Card of Thanks.
I desire to thank my many friends
for the loyal support given me at the
recent Republican primaries and con
vention and though defeated I am
nevertheless thankful.
ULysses Hanna.
candidates were named at the after
. noon session, the morning session
having been given over to preliminary
business. In both instances they had
. the honor accorded them by acclama
tion.
The consensus of opinion at the close
1 of the convention was that two better
men could not have been named from
' among all of the members of the party,
and the belief is general that the party
will add materially to its strength at
the polls as a result.
Drinkers Succumb Easily.
Lincoln, Neb., July 25.—This city
: has had five deaths as a result of the
. heat since Sunday morning. All of the
. victims were known for having tarried
. long at the wine and died entirely
! alone. Old topers here are frightened.
Scholarships to he Awarded.
A competitive examination will be
held August 16th for free scholarship
to Western Maryland College. Only
scholars whose parents are not able to
educate them will be considered. There
; are also a number of vacancies in the
- Baltimore Normal School, and free
1 scholarship of one year in the Art and
Design School. No competitive exam
ination for the two latter.