The daily sentinel., 1914-01-24

add a pinch Of salt and / teaspoonful
lof soda in enough hot water to dis
solve 1t. Add cups of flour sifted
and bake in slow oven.
Mrs. Louis spent Thursday after
noon at Cactus ranch. Herself and
large family lived in a leaky shack
all last summer packing peaches and
made over 5000 and put in the Mesa
County bank and now wish they had
splurged on this money instead of
pinching to save it for rainy days
that leaked.
| We find it hard to catch a chance
at the phone in the st. Mary's hos
pital to ask how Judge Sweeney is
getting along. His friends in Fruit
vale are not few.
C. L. Shedd has a fine gentle pony
that is plump and weighs $50 pounds
]. p. Beck is going to occupy the
ranch and fine residence of p. NJ.
Spratt who is soon to take his fam
| lily to his property in Emmett, Idaho.
Lee Hall has bought a stack of hay
from S. b. Moffitt for his Holstein
bushel of milk which means the
cream is given away.
A while ago in the column about
Home Folks the Hon. A. c. Newton
gave half of the space to praising the
orchard and its owner, Harry Sage.
We want 1t known that this is only
one of Fruitvale's orchards and there
are others.
Mrs. John Scharf writes from the
Little Dolores that her fatherin-iaw
has in his ice house 43 big loads of
ice from IL to 15 inches thick and
when the thaw occurred there were
some grand and unusual sights on the
18th when the ice went out. 1t
broke in masses and piled up in
great jams some IL feet high back
ing the water until 1t was high and
strong enough to float the jam out
to another gore and repeated this
all along until there was a sea of ice
5 miles long. Mrs. Scharf takes the
Weekly Sentinel and reads first of
all the Fruitvale items because she
grew up here and went to school with
all our now representative citizens.
The mothers meeting was post
poned because of the mud Wednes-
day. The fine program with city
talent assisted was not so great
money maker as expected. The
storm kept people at home but more
than expenses were made. However,
''he that observeth the wind shall
not sow and he that regardeth the
clouds. shall not reap" 1t is hoped
our next program will double the
cash receipts.
Mrs. s.. S. Marshall makes her
light bread from starter that she
renewed from week to week for 10
years and no wonder her bread is
so good. 1t is quickly gone or given
away-so the starter never gets over
ripe.
There are so many SHOWS we can
not keep count and hope our weather
man is checking them up for our
future reference.
Rev. ]. NJ. p. Martin called on
many old friends here last week and
held service of song at the Hender-
son home, which was greatly enjoy
ed by the family. One solo. THE
Tolls OF the Road Will Seem Nothing
When we Get to the End of the
Way"
Mr.. and Mrs. Len Else and chill
dren make the neighborhood more
| like a city since their return. Their
garden will as usual be ahead and
chickens first to hatch
| Our horticulturalist is now grand
pa Harrison to the finest boy in
Clifton, born last week to Mr.. and
Mrs. Jaquith, Jr.
A beautiful baby girl is now sis
ter to Lucille Rubido, born last Fri
day. Jan. IS, to Mr.. and Mrs. Thos.
Rubido.
When Get to the End of the Way
The sands have been washed in the
| footprints.
OF the Stranger on Gallilee's shore
And the voice that subdued the wild
billow
Will be heard in Judea no more:
But the path of that lone Gallilean
With joy l will follow today.
Chorus.
"And the tolls of the road will seem
nothing
When get to the end of the way"
There are so many hills to climb up
ward,
| often am longing for rest,
But He who appoints me my path
way,
Knows lust what is needful and best
II know in His word He hath promised
That my strength lit shall be as my
day"
Chorus.
He loves me too well to forsake me
Or give me one trial too much
All His people have been dearly pur-
chased,
And Satan can never claim such
BY and by | shall see Him and praise
Him,
In the city OF pnending day.
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