The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1913-12-02
TUESDAY, DE CEMBER 2, 1913.

from him. He bought more drink,
thinking in that manner to get pos
session of his bundles so that he
might return to his wife and little
ones; but by thus being good he
failed to get the articles. He begged
for them; he raved about them; he
got in return only jeers, threats and
commands to be quiet. Finally, in
desperation, he pulled out the gun
and shot the bar tender dead. He
had no business with the gun; but
the man who was shot had no busi-
ness to bait him like an animal un-
til he became crazed. There is also
law against selling strong drink
to intoxicated persons. The man
with the gun had confidence in the
bartender. The bartender evidently
betrayed the confidence reposed in
him, and went farther than that by
placing the man in a position where
he spent money for drink that other
wise he would not have so squander-
ed But the Times got another
look at the tragedy that seems to be
more in accordance with facts. The
Times says in conclusion of an edi-
torial on the subject:
When one calmly reads and thinks
over the tragedy, do we not look far
ther and blame as much the weapon
in the glass, handed out in one por-
ton after another to Monchinski un-
til reason was shattered, as we do
the loaded revolver? The latter
should not have been carried, but
what was responsible for it's use?
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Jessie Wilson was the 18th White
House bride. But the 13 business
didn't seem to scare her young hus-
band very much. He evidently con-
sidered that there had to be a 18th
bride, or the White House bridal
business had to stop.
#R4%+@#
Hon. Frank p Kimble, who is talk
ed of as the coming Congressional
nominee of the Democratic party of
Wayne, Susquehanna, Bradford and
Wyoming counties, told a pretty
good story the other day while a
Honesdale barber was performing
the tonsorial act that we call
shaving" Mr.. Kimble told of one
of his ancestors who lived on the
fiat lands along the Wallen-Paupack,
who tried to get ahead of Nature and
failed. 1t was haying time. The
yield was fine, and farmers with
stock saw good times ahead and
plenty of cattle feed for the coming
winter. Mr.. Kimble cut down a nice
lot of grass, the best he had, and
''cured" it; but ere he could get it
into the barn big shower came and
it all had to be opened up and dried
again. The sooner hay can be stored
after it is cured the better it is.
Day after day that hay was dried,
and soaked, and mourned over un-
til week passed over. By that time
it was almost spoiled. One beautiful
day-I believe it was Sunday, too
the sun shone bright with every
promise of getting that hay in the
barn at last. 1t was opened out,
tossed in the wind and sun, and
shortly after dinner it was about as
nearly in perfect condition as hay
could possibly be got One of the
boys was sent to bring the OK team
and the wagon, while the Squire, (I
am quite sure it was the 'Squire)
gave the hay few extra touches.
Suddenly there was suspicious
sound from the southwest, a sound
like that you sometimes hear from
the interior of a steam radiator.
Yes, sure enough! A big shower
was sweeping right towards the un-
fortunate hay. The cloud was big,
and black and ugly looking. Light
ming was blazing from it, and the
thunder was changing from a low
rumbling to very business-like claps.
Then the discouraged man said
things. Run boy" he shouted to
a youngster, run and fetch a
shovelfull of fire from the house, for
the old bull is bellerin' ag'in!" The
fire was brought, and soon the
windrows of hay were on fire. In
ten minutes there was scarcely a
vestige of it left, only a few curling
patches of smoke.
And the shower went around! At
ter that there was good hay weather
for a week!
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The Booths are healing up their
differences. In 1896 Gen. Balling-
ton Booth refused to obey his father,
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