Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1908-02-18

He let the DllZZdlu freeze MIN
/ So he won't thaw out till June!
The same in field an meadow
| The same on plain an hill,
/ Concentrates his shadow
Fer stayin' thar SO still!
An all he'll ask up yonder
| Wien he inside shall creep
| Will be. fer some cool corner
/ Wbar he kin sleep. an sleep.
Atlanta Constitution.
The skaters and iceboat enthusiasts
now have their turn again.
South Paris this year joins the long
list of Maine towns that are out OF
debt.
At Sundays service the St Lawrence
Congregational church Of Portland
which is celebrating its 5Oth anniver-
sary, raised $500 to pay off it's debt.
Portland mas secured Col. Thomas
S. Hopkins of Washington, D. c., a
former Mt. Vernon man, as its Memoir
ial day orator.
In his weekly letter to the Portland
Argus, the always genial and reason
able IL. W. S." refers to "the bump
tious little city Of Bath, in the state
Of Maine, u. s. Al
The Bangor Commercial is convinced
that Sam Haynes is the worst criminal
that this State ever had.
At last a part of the wrongs of the
red men are righted. The Maine In
dams who have been cheating Massa-
| chusetts by collecting bounties for
seals which they had not killed were
| let off with light sentences, the Judge
| declaring that he thought they were
entitled to consideration because of
the wrongs done their ancestors by the
whites.
In view Of the theory held by some
that the animal which has been seen
following, vouched for by the Green
wood correspondent Of the Oxford
County Advertiser, is of timely inter-
est: Ross Coburn, while crossing the
field of the Foster place about sunset
one day last week saw a large VIC If
at pretty close range. There seems to
be no doubt as to the identity Of the
animal. the distance precluding the
possibility Of a mistake. In fact he
was so near that Mr.. Coburn said nc
never felt quite 50 much like running
in his life as he did about that time.
1t is said that these animals and
wild cats are getting to be quite plenty
in many sections of the State"
The wonder is that Boon Island Off
kittery, survived the terrible fury of
the kittery storm. The York Tran
script tells the story as follows: In all
the years that Keeper Williams has
been stationed at Boon Island light
he cannot recall gale of intensity SO
great. One circumstance alone saved
them from consequences really serious.
The wind blew hardest on an outgoing
tide. Wind that blew one hundred
miles an hour ripped and tore about
the buildings. They seemed no more
than frail structures in the clutches Of
a tempest SO terrible. Not until mid
afternoon was the full force of the
wind felt. The waves washed COM
pletely over the island drenchng the
houses with spray and beating high
upon the tower of rock that shook
like reed in the wind. Nothing could
have saved the buildings from COM
plete destruction in full tide and
with mountainous waves hurting
themselves upon them with force SO
gigantic. Just before sunset Assist
ant Keeper Blackwood went aloft to
light the big lamp. The draft of sir
up the tower was so great that he
found utmost difficulty in opening the
trap door and securing it after him.
The wind was then blowing the hard
est. The great shaft of solid rock lit
orally swayed to and fro with q
motion 50 pcrceptible that it actually
threatened to topple over. The tower
vibrated SO furiously that the wick of
the powerful lamp kept shaking down
and needed the keepers constant at
tention to be kept burning brightly.
To spend hours in the tower under
such conditions is an experience
frightful enough to try the nerves of
the braveSt man. T he constant rock
ing OF the shaft, the continuous thun-
der of the surf that is one uninterrupt-
ed deafening roar. and the fierce on
slaught of each successive blast OF
wind that threatens the actual col
lapse of everything, the s;c;ening
feeling of utter helplessness at the
mercy Of the raging Enthusiastically
can realize what 1t all means unless
ne has lived through such an exper-
fence. Life for the little colony on
Boon Island has it's vicissitudes as we'll
as it's quiet and monotonous ways,
and to them no relief is SO great or
satisfaction so profound as the restful
calm that follows q period of storm.
Ella Waite Cobb, daughter of Syl-
vanus Cobb, Jr.. writes to the editor
of the Norway Advertiser:-I have
read the various items which have
been recently printed in your paper,
relating TO the desk upon which Syl-
vanus Cobb. Jr., wrote while living in
Norway, and thought that some fur
r.,