Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1906-02-05
Maine Gossip
Thoughts for Winter.

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In winter when it's showing,
And billiards. bleak are blowing.
Remember all the roses of the spring;
And fancy you are farlng
To where the woods are hearing
The sweetest songs the mockingbirdS can
sing.
Still. let the Heart remember,
In Lies last, lone December,
1t heard the bells of joy in youthtme
ring.
And fancy still the flowers
Mark all the golden hours.
And hear the sweetest songs the birds
can sing.
Frank l.. Stanton.
Ice cutting prospects are looking
decidedly better.
A cold wave seems colder when the
ground is bare.
Now that the collectorship appoint
ment is made, Baths pulse beats nor
mally again.
They have been talking it over in
Saco and will have a non-partisan
Citizens ticket this spring.
Only a month to the spring elections,
but in very few Maine cities is there
much doing politically.
Bath to Popham by trolley is again
dream of the summer time down along
the lower kennebec.
The statement that there are no
fewer than 1900. blind people in Maine
will come as surprise to most people.
Even authorship has its trials. One
Of Holman +. Days manuscripts, a
story of Madawaska, was lost by a
reader on Ainslee's Magazine, the
other day, in an elevated train in New
York, and has not as yet been found.
An Eliot woman has made it a rule
for years to give all eggs that are laid
on her farm on Sunday to the church
and is well satisfied with the plan, al
though she says that the high prices
of eggs during the past few years has
about doubled the size of her contribu-
tlOn.
The local reporter of The Madison
had an item about coon cat which
the owner thought the handsomest one
in town. Since then he has been Oblig
ed to inspect more than 40 cats, each
one the "handsOmest." Why not a
Madison cat show?
The York Transcript carefully fol-
that section were blowing last week.
and found two of them to be correct.
George Weber did blowing on Janu-
airy "a and John Jacobs of Ogunquit
plowed January &c.
One of the juvenile generation went
into the leading grocery store at
Searsport the other day and the fol-
lowing conversation was heard by an
interesting spectator: Mr.. DIS there
anything l can get for you. my boy?"
Small Boy-Yes. sir. 1 want a pound of
Boston crackers and l want 'em
charged. The crackers We're weighed.
tied up and delivered but still the tiny
urchin fingered. Mr.. DIS there any
thing else you want? Small Boy
Please sir, amt there no change back?
Among the skaters on Chase Lake,
York, the other afternoon was one
whose presence caused real surprise.
and the excellence of whose accom-
plishment drew the admiration of all
the young folks, was William Card. IS
years of age. His appearance with
skates in hand was surprise enough,
bat the spectators almost discredited
their eyes when the old gentleman had
quickly put them on and gracefully
and with the agility of boy swerved
swiftly off over the glittering ice and
soon vanished in the distance. With
remarkable ease and speed he cover
ed the entire length of the lake. a dis
tance of two and one half miles. and
returned. The distance with the nu-
merous little side trips and detours
made by following the shore, was more
than five miles. 1t is said that Mr..
Card formerly bore the reputation of
being a champion skater. and his skill
OF youthful days seems not to have
deserted him.
When. as an incident Of their trip to