Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1896-11-05
SAXTONS RIVER.

SAXTONS RIVER.
Do we want change in our postoflice
No!
John ODER is laid up with very bad cold,
being confined to the house.
Mrs. f.. p. Taft went on Friday to her new
home at Glens Falls. Mr.. Taft reports his
business opening satisfactorily.
Plants of all kinds, seeds, bulbs, cut flow
ers and floral decorations can be procured of
A. III. Sabin at the lowest prices.
John w. Graves has flag representing the
seal of the Republican party sent him from
friends in Hartford, Conn; the only one in
town.
Bonfres were built on the Vermont Acad-
envy campus and on Warner hill Saturday
evening. Fires were visible in almost every
direction from Crystal rock.
Calvin Whitcomb is having his house COW
cred with Strong's 3-ply roofing. John ODER
is doing the work. Mr.. ODER is the sole
agent for this county and is doing an extern
sive business both here and in surrounding
| towns. 1t is good roof and the work IS
| done in good shape.
We understand the Odd Fellows have
| decided to give grand Thanksgiving ball
on the night before Thanksgiving. Weeden's
orchestra has been engaged, so fine music
may be expected. No cards are to be given
out on this occasion but a general invitation
|
music and II good time will do well to make
plans ahead to be there.
| These cold days Just verging on winter
| causes the average man to hunt up last win
| ter's overcoat, brush off the cobwebs and
dust and try to convince himself that with Il
new collar and little other fixing up it can
| be made to do duty for another year. 1t
makes no difference whether Bryan or Nc
Kinley is elected there will be an unusually
| large crop OF last years overcoats worn
| around here this season and the man with a
new ulster will be decidedly out of style.
Old Glory day was observed in fine shape.
Every place of business in our village was
decorated with flags and the store of w. b.
Glynn tastefully festooned with bunting.
The democratic flag, which has not been con-
| spicuous in our streets during this campaign,
was floated to the breeze in front of the
hotel early in the morning, bearing the
| names of Cleveland and Stevenson, but as it
touched and thus tempered with the tele-
phone wire it was taken down and hung
| from the hotel piazza. The residence of Mrs.
| l. X. Warner had the most elaborate decora-
tons in the village. The residences of Aus
tin Farr, Abner Cunningham and Cheste,
Coleman were also very tastefully decorated
with flags and bunting. Your correspondent
visited every house and found only nine but
| that had flags displayed and the excuse OF
the nine was the lack of flag only. A care
full count resulted in there being 391 flags
| uispltyou III our village. Gan announcer village
our size show a better feeling of patriotism
The following words of sympathy to Mr..
and Mrs. F. l.. Simonds were adopted by
Saxtons River Lodge, No. SO, l. O. o. F., on
| Tuesday evening:
| Whereas, it has pleased God to add to
heaven from earth another angel, little
Marion, your daughter, we, as Odd Fellows,
know that no words can make amends for the
great loss you have sustained. Many can
deeply realize from having passed through
| similar bereavements that expressions OF
coincidence wholly fail to restore the loved
and lost one, yet we cannot but hope that the
| heartfelt sympathy of the entire brotherhood
| which we extend to you will not be deemed
intrusion on your grief. We would ease your
sorrows, end yet we know not how; we can
only acknowledge that the atfiiction is Gods
will. $50 be it"
| In Friendship, Love and Truth,
Saxtons River Lodge, No. SO, l. o. O. F.
The following words were sung at the
| funeral of Marion Simonds, the little daugh-
| ter of Mr.. and Mrs. F. l.. Simonds, last
| week:
Sleep, my little one, sleep,
| Narrow thy bed and deep,
Hunger, nor thirst nor cruel pain,
Ever can hurt my babe again.
|, thy mother, will bend and sing,
Watch thee slumbering,
Sleep, my little one. sleep.
sleep, my little one, sleep,
| Narrow they bed and deep,
Soon in the angels tender arms
| Close sheltered there from earth's alarms,
| Thou wilt waken, sweet baby mine,
In thy home divine,
Sleep, my little one, sleep.
Sleep, my little one, sleep,
Marrow thy bed and deep,
Folded your hands in deaths mute prayer,
Never to reach in wild despair,
Hunger, anguish, will soon be DER,
| can weep no more,
Sleep, my little one, sleep.
Sleep, my little one, sleep,
Narrow thy bed and deep,
| |, too, shall soon be laid to rest
Close by the side of baby blest;
Safe is baby, earths anguish done,
Keep thee, Holy one,
Sleep, my little one, sleep.
| CARD.
| To our friends and neighbors we wish to
| extend our sincere thanks for the many kind
nesses shown to us during the sickness and
death of our little Marion.
| F. l.. SIMoNDs,
HATTIE l.. SIMONDs.
| Mrs. Wellman and her child, of Chester