The Press., 1897-11-04

M yesterday of Herbert Ernest Glover and Miss Alice Louise Alsfeld, at the resi- dence of the brides parents, No. : Provi- dence street, Johnston, R. l. Johnston Is suburb of Providence, where MT. Glover, in company with his partner, car ries on the machine business. Among those who attended the wedding from this place were Mrs. Jacob Glover and Mir. and Mrs. Charles Whiton.
 R. G. Beebe expects to start next Tues day for his winters sojourn in California. His first intention was to go by the way of the southern states, but on account Of yellow fever there has decided to give up that route. He will make quite stop at Washington, going through the western states, and probably make visit to the City of Mexico before taking up his win ter's residence in California. Mrs. Beebe expects to join him in California about the first of January.
 All will remember the series of vesper services at the Universalist church last year, with the interesting talks by the pastor and the delightful music rendered by Dimock's orchestra. At that time the church was crowded at each service and those who attended felt we'll paid for so doing It will be welcome news to the community to learn that these services are to be resumed at the same church next Sunday evening at o'clock. As before cordial invitation is extended to all, and Mir. Druley asks everybody to bring their Gospel Hymns. Seats will be | free
 Shortly after the fire last evening, q young man from the borough, who evi- dently had been giving the working sys- tenn of the license question a thorough lively in the square for time. One of his feats consisted in trying to drive both sides of the electric light pole in front of Mrs. Simonds' store at the same time. His success in this line was limited, and he started for the Springs by the east road. Taking into account his condition and the condition of this road, it is an | OpSu uu0SLlOu hS lO Wut4l EnuSb nave Uoo1 the condition of the team when he arrived | there.
 Last evening, about 5.30, it was seen that the barn on the Willis place, now oc- cupied by Frank Smith, was on fire and burning fiercely. A crowd soon collect ed, but it was seen at once that nothing inside the barn could be saved, as the stock was at the farther side. Fortu- nately the COWS were in the yard, and they were saved, but the contents of the barn, consisting of two horses, two or three hogs, a calf, lot of hens and all the hay, were entirely consumed. The barn was completely filled with hay, which will swell the loss to quite sum for Mir. Smith. The attention was next directed to the house, and here is where the saddest part of the whole affair comes in. On opening the door 1t was found that the house was full of smoke and entrance that way was barred, but Ed Burke, in company with some others, went to the south side of the house, broke out some windows, letting the smoke out and the air in, and gained an entrance. It was found in three of the bed rooms that the beds had b en set
 
 were quickly thrown out of the house, and the building saved. Now here comes the only reasonable explanation of the fire. MT. Smith is employed in the Phoe. nix mill, and for some time has been working until nine in the evening, his wife sending his supper down by the two boys. On this evening she sent the two boys down with the supper at the usual time, and as soon as they were out o1 sight she must, in fit of insanity, have set fire to both the house and barn, ther
 leaving the premises, where they were unable to find her. Later in the evening
 she was found on the upper Staffordvillt
 road. It appears that for the last year ol two Mrs. Smith has not been right in hel mind, and has had to be watched most O. , the time. There was an insurance on thG
 barn of $275. The place is owned by Mrs. Emily Barton of Milford There was no insurance on the personal property . of Mir. Smith, and he has the sympath!
 of the whole community in both his los and affiiction. Mr. Smith is one whom , fortune has never seemed to smile kindly
 on, though he is a hard working, faithfu and industrious man; Mir. Johnson say
 one of the best he ever had in his employ while E.. H. Pinney says he had charge o , the books of the Phoenix mill for the pas ] eleven years, and how much farther tn l record goes he is unable to say, but dur
 ing those eleven years MT. Smith ha
 never been absent from his work but one l half day, and that to attend funeral il Wales. There can be no question as l.
 Mrs. Smiths insanity, ds she was In Mrs
 Thomas Melbournes house a little befor five, and then made some remarks t t Mrs. Melbourne that if they did not fin
 her in the morning she would be dead.
 Fifty years ago last Sunday, the Rev
 D. P. Livermore, who has since becom
 noted through the public work of hi . wife, Mrs. Mary A. Livermore, united
 marriage s. E. Dwight and Miss Martin
 Francis, the ceremony taking place in tn
 house now owned and occupied by Ec :, Whiton. A coincidence is the fact tha
 the day of the week on which the ma
 riage ceremony was performed was Sur ' day, the same as now. Last Saturda r evening MT. and Mrs. Dwight were take
 unawares and given 8 pleasant surpris v by their neighbors, friends and relatives / who made the evening one long to be rt u membered by the happy couple. Tn
 many presents left on the occasion we1 e valuable and handsome, testifying to tn q love and esteem given to Mir. and Mir
 Dwight by the residents of this commun '- ty, where so many years of their life hay
 been spent. Among the many present @ were a gold-headed cane for the father n a gold thimble for the mother, frol ,4 the children, and gold and silver boy U from the grandchildren. Among tn
 pleasant features of the evening were tw # poems read by Mrs. H. F. Cady, on n written by Mrs. Anna Keppler, a niece [, Mrs. Dwight, and the other by Miss Nell IL Hassett, a granddaughter of the couple
 MT. Dwight was born in Belchertown N s vember 18th, 1895, coming to Stafford i Q the spring of "A. With the exception ( Q his service in the 25th Connecticut reg ment and year or two besides, his III ). has been passed in this village, an , it needs no words of ours to tell wh,