The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1895-12-12
A Thanksgiving Visit.


Mr.. Editor.
Acknowledging past courtesies shown
through the columns Of your valuable
paper, so highly priced among the SUI
large, flourishng village, | will again
contribute short article, giving my ex-
perience for a week in the picturesque
and beautiful town Of Cornville.
We left the "shoe city the morning
of the day before Thanksgiving, and
arrived at Cornville via stage from
Skowhegan about p. ~, where We
found our genial and long time friend
Bro. Smith, who has the honor of hand
ling "Uncle Sans" precious matter
that travels around in leather bags. In
connection with the post office Bro
Smith RUS a large general store, where
any one can purchase double barrel
jews-harp to a pillow or harrow, with a
good assortment of candy thrown in.
Opposite the post Office, M. Palmer
does general store business, and be
tween the two the farmers obtain many
of their supplies. We were much
pleased to find friend Smith so much
improved in health, and we discovered
much of his old time elertness. Since
our last visit. we found the telephone
had made it's advent into town, bring
ing Mr.. Smith on speaking terms with
the outside world whom he can call up
ut short notice with all the experiences
of veteran in The service. His son,
Familiarity known as "Allie" managed
the business very satisfactorily during
his long illness.
Thursday dawned fair. and bidding
adeu to friend smith, we called upon
Walter Morrill,, one of the selectmen of
the town, where we met many of our
relatives. At this home We were u eat
our thanksgiving dinner, so we cast
anchor for the day. Friend Morrill, has
nice farm we'll stocked Comfort and
prosperity is apparent on every side.
His lovely wife, Helen, knows just how
to cook thanksgiving dinner, and
without further remarks we do Justice
to the tempting viands spread before us.
Their daughter, Ethel, IA young girl
attending school at Skowhegan, was at
home to brighten the day.
From friend Morril's we next visited
Bro. Jeremiah Moodv's some four miles
east. At his home we made it our head
quarters. Mr.. Moody is one of the old
est residents of Cornville, and, under
stand, one of the oldest subscribers of
the REPORTER. We found here cordial
greeting and a good home. AL. Ross,
who ownes the adjoining farm, is Il son
of the latter and has a beautiful farm
home. We met at this home, Guy, a boy
of Ii years, the only child. | never met
before in my travels boy who mani.
tested so much interest in farming as
Guy, he possesses wonderful talent
along this line. James A. Burns ownes
IA farm near by and is called the neatest
farmer in Co.nvile. Mr.. Burns showed
me over his buildings with much
pleasure, and | must say, trulhfully,
everything was swept and garnishe l.
We met at Mr.. Mooly's, Mr.. Allen
Peavey, an old resident of Cornville,
Bro. Peavey is alone in the world appar-
emily, having lost his companion many
years ago, and selling off his farming
interest, now makes his home with Bro.
Moody. lie has ample means to carry
him through being possessed of snug
fortune. Time and space will not per-
init us to mention personally further on
this line. We will say however, that
peace, comfort, and happiness, coupled
with prosperity met us on every hand.
Ga thing | must mention that some
what married my visit, and do it in love
and good will toward all. And that is
the condition of the little church on the
East Ridge road near the cemetery. |
noticed the underpinning is falling in,
and the building ia ia other ways, in
need of attention. will say in closing,
this rambling letter, friends in that
vicinity, don't neglect the spiritual needs
of the man. Keep your fires bright in
the little church, and educate your child
rem in the knowledge of God.
b. {. CRAHrUu.r
Lynn, Mass