The Press., 1905-07-12
Another wet moon. they say.


 Charles Nichols had so far recov
 cred last week as to be able to sit uI
 Miss Edna G. Pierce returned t the seminary at Northfeld, Mass. Monday.
 Beware of a person whose chic characteristics are curiosity and env. commingled.
 Mrs. Frank D. Preston of Mans field, with friend, was at s. P. Nor rison's, Saturday.
 Charles Nichols has now dispensed with his trained nurse, his daughter Clara, taking her place.
 Mrs. Nellie Carpenter went to worl in the thread factory last week, talk ing Mrs. Lyons machine.
 The recent rains have made vege. tation hop right along, and have en. couraged weeds as we'll as crops. Mrs. Mary Cady, with her little Maud, of Providence, R. l., is visiting Mrs. A. s. Pierce.
 Miss Dora Nelson of Burnside is summering at the Congregational par sonage. She returned with Miss Gard her not long ago.
 Premier Hay is dead! Long live the new secretary of state, Elihu Root! He is strong man; no better choice could have been made.
 The Congregational parsonage barn has been partially newly boarded Rev. A. Gardner, the owner, has also made other improvements on the premises. The work was done by George H. Baker.
 We would not trust the most honest and intelligent man we know, even if he was our dearest friend, to report the most ordinary trick of juggler, unless he had given special attention to the subject.
 Whenever any hot subject is dis cussed before the public, any one who expresses an opinion on the subject will straightaway be accused of say. ing what he did not say and thinking what he did not think"
 The public is now about through with baccalaureate sermons and col. lege cOmmencements for this season. By the way, is the time nearing when our common schools, even, will have sermons at the end o1 the year?
 Williams, the livery man of Willi. who married a granddaughter of the late Capt. Lothrop Manning has recently sold out his business and is now engaged in perfecting a cotton thread spool patent. out of which some folks say he will make little fortune.
 Mrs. Gross has returned from New York to her home, the old Leonard Holt place, near the Hollow, and is ready for summer boarders. She has her little daughters with her, who have, since their fathers death, been with their sister, Mrs. Rose Hansen, Holland side.
 Sammie Portray has gone to work at the thread mill. That enterprise affords good, steady work, with prompt pay, for all in this vicinity who are willing to work. The thread mill is a God-send to many in this The company has al- ways given preference in employing nome labor, which every one must admit is commendable.
 Our paternal grandfather, the Uncle Amos'' referred to in one of 1ur old time stories in a recent issue of The Press, was great friend and of the late Rev. Ezekiel Skinner, M. D., the first medical ever known, and ap- pointed by this government the first president of Liberia, at the time pas- ;or of the Baptist church, Westford, used to drive over and hear this min- sitter physician preach. He would frequently take the writer over with him, and what was then seen and heard by him in his early childhood made deep impression, of course ; and this is what we are driving at !: One summer day, after the eloquent discourse, (there was ne Sun lay school yet organized in that we think ), the minister, dea- cons and the entire adult masculine part of the congregation adjourned to the neighboring horse sheds and shade trees to talk over the then burning new problem of steam locomotion. cars by steam was then in it's infancy. Our nearest railroad here (and for that matter the nearest one to Westford j. incorporated subse- luently as the New London, Willi- mantle and Palmer railroad, now the southern division of the Central Yer mont railroad, was then just project 9d. After lengthy and exhaustive argument, indulged in by the minis ter leader and nearly all present, as to the pros and cons concerning the of the project, aD old man, } member of the congregation, who had been an attentive but silent lis- 5ener, rose from the big rock where he had been sitting, and turning to 'he group gravely said: "I've heerd what ye hev all he'd ter say fur an agin an iron hoss drawin CT hull load ,r keers right along, an now I've got ;his ter say: It can't be did. Ther wheels of that air hoss- s-engin- -keer will roll right roun en roun on thet 9air track an won't start 'em ahead 8 1ooter, never, neverp' And with a 'hort nod or two of his wise head ;he assertive citizen dispersed with inc rest for the afternoon service, the whole matter disposed >% A-