The citizen. (Honesdale, Pa.) 1908-1914, 1913-05-23

! wear it himself, the mantle of con-
| tentment would fall on him, and his
longing heart would find its un-
namable desire gratified
So our anxious friend, the Irish
| king went out on his quest. For a
long, long time he searched, and in
vain He went from continent to
continent, from kingdom to king
| dom, and found many men who
claimed they were perfectly salts
| fed; but when pressed on all points
it was discovered that they invari-
ably had overlooked some essential
place where they wanted something.
| And the search went on, just the
same as the singing of the waters
of the Middle Creek never stops as
! they tumble over the rocks at Wan
gum Falls.
One day our friend, the king, II
always like to speak of kings and
such like in that familiar way, you
know, was sailing along near the
coast of a section of his native coun-
try hard by his own castle. He was
| about discouraged, too, and didn't
have any great desire to keep on
living, when he heard sounds of
mirth coming from the shore. There
W clS d ISuI On Jnt DGdCD, anu llODn
the tent came sounds of joy in the
form of music and laughter.
Il don't suppose it will do me
any good" said our friend with the
One Want, but I'm going to look
into this matter, just out of princi-
pie, you know" And so, with a
"Y'heave no! my lads, the wind
blows free,
A ,o1o L. t.,
boat -gas lowered anG they went
ashore.
The man in the tent was the pic
ture of contentment. There isn't
thing in all this wide world l
want" said he as he smiled, sang
snatch of song, leaped into the air
and cracked his heels together
thrice ere alighting on the ground.
When the man with the Big One
Want was sure that he had found
his man at last he made him a
fabulous offer for the shirt he was
wearing, saying he wanted to put it
right on and be happy forever after
man listened to the offer in astonish-
ment, then, taking his kingship into
the dressing room of the tent, he
threw off his outer garment, and 10!
he had no shirt on at all. He wore
false front. Now, make your own
comparisons and draw your own de-
ductions. All the writer cares to say
is, that to be TOO contented is bad,
VERY BAD. Absolute contentment
would lead us back to the tallow
candle and the OK team. After all,
the writer doesn't believe very many
of that class ever "came back" to
HaWley, either to sip LackawaXen
river water, or to vote for General
Jackson"
Hawley's Streets Are
Being Sailed Down.
Last year the dust was kept well
laid in Hawley streets by means of a
liberal coating of oil. This year
something new is being tried. The
same sort of salt that was used near
the club house at Forest Lake is be-
ing tried out in this town. After
the streets have been salted down,
water that is sprinkled on them
does not quickly evaporate. If the
salt scheme proves to be all right,
then good by, crude petroleum, good
by!
Scranton City Man Wen
Pleased With HawIey Town.
When John B. Littlejohn told his
Scranton acquaintances early last
winter that he was going to Wayne
county to live in the town of Haw-
ley, they smiled, looked wise, and
shook their heads. ION, Doc, you'll
be right back to help us do the
watch act as Scranton grows" they
said. But they didn't know Little
john. He began to breathe Wayne
county air, got a good swig of our
pure highland water, and now says
he's going to let the other fellows
watch Scranton grow" for he has
come to stay. He has charge of G.
II. Freethy's drug store.
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Hawley Boys Attend the
Ordination of Father Walsh.
Eugene McCloskey and John Sher-