Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1894-07-21
MOLER AVENUE.


Miss Airport. of baltimore. is visiting
her uncle, JOS Airport, on Albert street
Mrs. G. w. Gaunther and Mrs. TeeteI
are still ON the invalid list.
Mr.. Ed. Howell has moved into the
country and bats and owls alone inhabit
the deserted home.
Mrs. Harrison Tabler, is visiting her
son, Moses S. Tabler..
Mrs. Bratt has purchased fine piano
of Mr.. Frank Barr who delighted us
with some fine music when the instru-
ment was placed.
Allen Walker was seriously scalded at
Bakers Lime Kiln from accidental burst
ing of hose, the steam and hot water
burning him severely.
IT t
Is your misery increased by the ques-
ton SIS it hot enough for your
While you stew and puff and splutter,
Worse than sass or apple-butter,
While round you willis your linen soaked
by streams from every pore.
Till it clings and sticks the faster,
Like fresh licked stamp or plaster,
And you long to be transported to some
ice-bound polar shore?
+ + +
The successful pupil of G. w. NJ. Tab
ler's school is young-very--but that di-
ploma issued by County Superintendent
c. G. Tabler strengthened wavering re-
solve to secure something far more nee
esssary to his happiness than finished
course. He had been three years watch
ing an embryo mustache by the aid of
cracked looking glass, while the soft
moonbeams played upon his young lip,
and while no eye could see the tender
caress bestowed upon the sprouting
down, but his heart sank as he repeated,
ats surely coming in sight, but know
she'll say Pm too green" But when the
diploma was won, the note of triumph
was sounded. The boy had developed
into a man in less than a week. and we
beheld him with tall, graceful lady
whose dark eyes had kindled wondrous
desires in an Ernest boy lovers heart,
and we left them by Bedington's Sulphur
Spring, a brown hand clasping fair
small one, and pair Of dainty ears lis
tening to tale of love that never would
have been told had it not been for the
strength and courage inspired by that
diploma.
Lots star seems to be in the ascend
ency. Behold, the balance of power has
fallen into the hands of her friends (once
AGAIN. who are eager and willing to see
her reinstated as teacher, of Ridenour
school. am sorry our beloved editor
saw fit to withhold part of my letter l
did not discover that excessive modesty
and would never have known it existed.
There is one thing connected with the
change which as patron of the Gram
mar school l have right to say and must
say fearing that my previous letter may
be misleading as to my true sentiments.
Mr.. Rinker has been for years an object
of envy among the county teachers, adj
mired and respected for his talents and
scholarly attainments. Prof Cox has
done good work here, all in fact that
he claims to have done, straight forward
and manly and just-the son Of beggar
in his charge would claim as much notice
as child of rank and wealth. The
school was prospecting and made strides
forward and upward. / saw no neces-
ity for change and if political grounds
were the only ones, | see much in 1t to
condemn. / also hope our editor had
nothing to do with that change
love to see justice measured out to
all. Some of the best friends | ever had
whose steadfast and unwavering loyalty
has been source of joy and triumph to
me were Democrats.
On several occasions when the power
of hiring a teacher was placed wholly in
Republican hands atRidenour's my posi-
ton was taken from me and when Dem
ocratic friends were restored to power
was invariably reinstated. Strange, is
1t not, that the only enemies | have in
Ridenour school claim to be staunch Re-
publicans, and if consent to teach there
they would rather go out of the district
than to honor me by patronizing their
own school.
| hope my friends will not be angry if
turn in sheer disgust from a school
| have served SO faithfully and where the
tongue of SANDER has played with my
heartstrings and whitened my hair, and
where the club of abuse has been as free
ly applied as II had really provoked it,
OF richly deserved it, to where my labor
will be better appreciated by true hearts,
even though all three trustees are prom
inent Democrats.
Detective, if letter does not reach you
from Lott every week, 'woor' that con-
ceited editor Of the Herald, who alone is
to blame.
Leland, you have the key to the silence
of correspondents-tha yawning, raw
enous creature that swallows everything
thrown into its huge, elastic mouth, that
soulless hobgoblin, Smiths waste basket
LOT.