Smyrna times., 1906-01-31
HISTORICAL SKETCH OF THE
OlOWHITE ROSE MINISTRIES
AND HARMONY BAND OF SMYRNA WRITTEN
BY "B FLAT" ONE OF THE MEMBERS.
Story Based on Fact and Aided by msgiua-
ton Of One of Smyrna's Oldest Organiza-
liOns-Digging For Gold at Seminary.

FAM FIFTH.
Two of the boys had been acting in
mysterious way, and several times did
not appear atrehearsals. My chum sug-
gested that we appoint ourselves com
mittee of two and find out the cause of
their absence. We did so to our salts
faction and delight. There had been
a rumor tor years that treasure was
buried in the cellar of the old Quaker
Meeting House. This building had
stood at lower part of Commerce Street,
back in grove, and was known as old
Smyrna Seminary. The building had
been destroyed some years previous.
These boys had been spending their
evenings in digging for gold in the
cellar where this building once stood.
We manufactured "ghost machine"
by tying two long poles together,
crossing them near one end. Over
these poles we hung a sheet, aud on
each end of the poles, near where they
were bound together, we hung paste
board box. We cut hole about the
size of tea plate out of the side of
each box and pasted red paper oyer
the holes; on the inside of the boxes
we placed candles. One moonlight
night we took our "ghost" in sections
down South Street to the Injecting
House" We .secreted ourselves in
the back yard of house adjoining and
waited. 1t was in the autumn, and
golden harvest moon made the night
an ideal one to search for treasure and
see ghosts. The treasure seekers soon
appeared and began work in the cellar.
We prepared our ''ghost'' and crept
up behind pile of bricks. The boys
were digging on the opposite side from
where we were concealed. We held
the 'ghost" so that the sheet hung
down over the poles. showing only the
big red eyes and long white shroud.
One of the boys turned as we got it
we'll up In the air. He gave a veil
that could be heard half a mile aud
went up the side of that cellar as if he
had wings. My companion was so
full of laughter that he lost his balance
and fell in the cellar, taking the ghost
with him. The remaining treasure
seeker turned in time to see this terri
BILE monster flying toward him, and he
got out of that hole and went down the
lane toward Commerce Street, yelling
like a wild Indian. The 'ghost' and
my companion fell in heap, the can
dies setting fire to to the boxes. Mr..
John Bailey, who was rambling in the
neighborhood, heard the connection
and came over before we could extin-
guish the flames, aud caught us He
gave us a sound scoIding but had a
good laugh with us afterward.
"Bii" Kenton and The "Devil" Episode
In tho Sc days on the road to Smyrna
Landing, near the railroad crossing,
stood house in the front yard of
which was an old fashioned WE'LL with
an old oaken bucket. The water from
this well was deliciously cool and trav-
elers passing that way often stoppe d
and drank. "Bill' Kenton spent con-
siderable of his time at this house,
especially in the evening. We thought
we would play joke ON William. MY
chum discovered rubber tubing
about two yards long and small fun
mel, used for pouring liquid in bottles.
A skull cap that we used in the winter
for keeping the ears warm was also
utilized. On each side of this car
was sewed piece of cloth, stuffed with
cotton, and when this cap was put on,
horns protruded about four inches
frem the forehead. Early onesummel
night we started for this house. Wher
we arrived it was quite dark and ''Bill'
Kenton, as usual, was sitting on the
door step. My chum put on the cap
turned up the collar of his coat anc
slipped the rubber pipe through the
front of his shirt down the leg of his
trousers On the end near his throat
he placed the funnel. He walked in
the yard and up to the we'll. Bill was
noted for his politeness, as he always
raised his hat and bowed when Spoken
to. He came toward my chum bow.
ing, hat In hand, not noticing the
peculiar headgear until he got to tn,
side OF the well, then he hesitated
The stranger raised his arm ant
pointed to the bucket; Bill lowered tn,
bucket and brought it up full to th'
brim. The stranger took the dipper
filled it and poured the contents il
the funnel. This he repeated unit
the bucket was empty. "Bill" at frs
began to talk in his usual delberat
way, but by the time the first buckle
was empty he was stammering ans
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