Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1903-04-16

Mass, May Is, 1916, and her maiden name
was Sarah z. Sulloway. About 81 years
ago she was married to Edward Prentiss
Barnes OF Randolph, a nephew OF Gran
Vile W., and son Of the late Edward
Barnes. They lived here four years and
then went to Brattleboro, where Mr..
Barnes has been employed ever since by
the Estey Organ company, having charge
OF the reed action of their instruments.
Mrs. Barnes is survived by her husband,
her mother, Mrs. f. +. Whitney OF Clark
street, Brattleboro; three sons, Willis r.
Barnes Of the Boston elevated railroad,
formerly proprietor of a photograph gal
lery in Randolph; Louis 5. Barnes, clerk in
the American Express Office, and Leon f..
Barnes, shipping clerk for Jackson & Co.
OF Boston, fur dealers; also two sisters,
Mrs. John Goodnow of Athol and Mrs.
Abner Blackburn of Jamaica Plain, Mass,
and one brother, Benjamin W. Sulloway
Of Attleboro, Mass.
The Phoenix of Brattleboro says:-''She
was member of Dennis Rebekah lodge,
Sedgwick Woman's Relief Corps, and
Protective grange, in which order she was
greatly interested, and attended the Uni
versalist church. She was a woman of
strong personal attributes and was endear
ed to wide circle of friends. Her home
life was characterized by constant devo-
tion to the members OF her family
An Age Of Games.
The old-fashioned visit and "stay to
tea" has been obsolete now for quite awhile.
People no longer visit-they play games =
and conversation is getting to be lost
art. They simply cannot sit down and
enjoy an interchange OF ideas on an inter-
esting topic with each other, but must be
doing something all the time or grow as
restless as four year-old boy at pro-
tracted meeting.
Fortunately they become somewhat like
little children in their pursuit OF pleasure,
and, IL not exactly tickled with straw,
are easily amused. III they consider u
wicked to dance and play whist (where
they are known, they give themselves to
the delights Of ping pong, carom, authors,
dominoes, Backgammon, checkers, etc.
They look at lot OF picture cards and
try to guess what novel little maid
apparently weeping into gingham apron
may represent, and are considerably elated
at being able TO solve the mystery as 1.-THE
Cri(cry isis" They engage in contests and
endeavor strenuously to beat each other
throwing bean bags through hole in a
board, or in carrying potatoes on a tea
spoon, and are moved to uproarious mirth
when the bag goes wide Of the mark and
hits somebody in the head or the potato
rolls of the spoon.
These are all innocent dlVerslonsi IL can
not be alleged that there is anything
harmful about them OF that they have any
more serious tendencies than the antics
OF a kitten chasing its tail. II dignifed
barristers, doctors and business men OF all
ages. and their wives, find satisfying
relaxation in shooting red and white but
tons across board with peaked stick,
one cannot but rejoice that they are not
doing about the same thing with little
balls on billiard table and setting there
by pernicious example.
II is undoubtedly true that grown peo-
pie as well as children must have certain
amount Of recreation, but the queer thing
about il is that they should both want to
play tag. Nowadays there seems to be
great dread OF mental exertion, except
perhaps in the way OF guessing conun-
drums, and even a lecture course with
more than one lecture in il produces some
thing akin to CONSERVATION.
Our grandfathers and grandmothers
sought pleasure along different lines, and
were not afraid to think. One cannot,
without smile, imagine those stately old
men in long back coats and high stocks,
with their hair brought forward and
plastered over their ears, and the gentle
danes with lace caps and antique gowns
devoting themselves to the hilarious fun,
for instance, of soapbubble party.