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The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17
KICK OF Cow Causes Death

Or: Charles r. Biles. a veterinarian Of
this county. son OF George W. Biles, OF
the Fourth district died at the home Of
his parents early Monday morning from
injuries received several weeks ago. when
he vas kicked on the head by COW. He
was about 81 years of age and graduate
of the University of Pennsylvania. He
married Miss Feldmyer. OF Annapolis,
who survives him with one son.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17
Program Being Made For State
Wide Prohibition Convention.

A splendid program for the proposed
Statewide Prohibition Convention in Bal.
timore May I4th and 18th is being pre-
pared. Speakers Of national reputation
will be present to make addresses both
day and night.
The National Superintendent, DR.. Pur-
ley A. Baker of the Anti-Saloon League
of America, will be present.
Representative men from all sections Of
the state will have part in the program.
Great enthusiasm is being manifested over
the event. marking as it does the begin
ming of the movement in this statei for
Statewide Prohibition.
The temperance legislation enacted by
the session of the Legislature just closed
and the splendid affirmative vote upon
the Constitutional Amendment offered by
the Anti-Saloon League gives great en-
couragement to the friends of temperance
that the Legislature of 1916 will be dry"
enough to pass statewide prohibition
measure.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17
Special Election.

AS noted in our advertising columns a
special election will be held in the town of
Rising Sun on Monday afternoon next,
April 20. for the purpose of voting on the
question whether or not the town shall be
bonded to provide for the expense incurred
in the establishment Of a municipal water
plant and the making of other public inn
provements.
i is the duty Of every voter, Of the town
to'vote on this important question. and no
doubt full vote will be recorded. as it is
matter in which all our citizens are Wit
ally interested.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17
peath d Former Bel Alr editor

Frederick W. Baker. for twenty-five
years editor and proprietor Of the Bel Air
Egis. and formerly one Of the best known
citizens of Hartford county, died at his
home in Richmond. Va. April 8, of para
lysis. aged rs years.
He left Bel Air in 1902. to become the
business manager of the Southern Church
man. position he held at the time of his
death.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17

Frank Dur5orrow has bought the
David o'Brifn farm. of az acres In East
Nottingham. formerly the Gray Camp
meeting place. for $4,000.
]. ], AIgard. Of near Chrome lost val
rable horsein peculiar manner Sunday
evening The animal had been turned in
theabarn yard. and while exercising struck
is head so violently against log as to
kill itself instantly.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17

Small pox, which was thought to have
been checked at Toughkenamon. has
broken ou there afresh-three new
cases developing last week.
Fridays. April nth and 24th. have been
designated by Governor Tener as Spring
Arbor Days. in Pennsylvania. and the
States Chief Executive recommends that
the people throughout the State take an
active part in the planting of trees.
Postmaster Swami Of Baltimore. has re.
ceived about 100 names of farmers and
truckers in Maryland who are willing to
sell their produce through the parcel post,
and printed list Of them will be ready
this week for distribution among con-
snmers.
Clayton Croft. of Andrews Bridge. lost
four fine heifers last week Mr.. Croft
had painted their troughs with white lead.
and he believes he replaced the young
stock in the stable before the paint was
entirely dry. and they got enough OF the
poison in their system to cause their
death.
Ten members of the graduating class
of the Theological department Of Lincoln
University will receive their diplomas at
the annual commencement which will be
held on April 2Ist. Three of the grad
yates are aliens. two of them being from
British Guiana and one from the West
Indies.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17
DEATHS.
Henry c. Watson

Henry G. Watson. Of Perryville. fore
man Of masons for the Pennsylvania
Railroad Company died in the German
Hospital. Philadelphia. ON April s. after
an operation He leaves widow and
one daughter.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17
Arlza-Kldd.

Miss Marguerite Everist Kidd, daugh
ter OF Mr.. and Mrs. Wilbur F. Kidd. of
Port Deposit. and Francisco August
Aria, OF Barcelona. Spain. were married
in Philadelphia Wednesday afternoon. at
Broad and Arch street NJ. E. church.
The groom had been student at Tome
School, Port Deposit
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17
BIack-AIexander.

Miss Miriam Terry Alexander. daugh.
ter of Mr.. and Mrs Herbert Alexander,
Oxford. and Samuel Robert Black, sosl Of
William Black. Fulton House. were quiet.
ly married In Lansdowne. Pa, Saturday
afternoon by Rev. N. B. Masters. former
pastor Of the Oxford Methodist Church.
The bride is teacher Of the Oxford Pub
lie Schools.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17

Miss Amy Titus clarkson. daughter OF
Mrs. Amy Foraker, Hockessin. Delaware.
and Herman Rexrath, Rising Sun. were
married in Oxford Wednesday afternoon.
April IS, by Squire William Gallagher.
The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-04-17

Falling from a load of hay Samuel
Winchester. of East Nottingham. suffered
fractured leg on Monday afternoon.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
The Manicure
Lady
BY WILLIAM r. KIRK.

ttTHE fellow that just went cut
said that he was going to
get me a job on the stage"
said the Manicure Lady. Wasn't that
sweet of the dear thing?"
What do you want OF Job on the
stage?" asked the Head Barber.
Il don't want no part of It," said
the Manicure Lady. IT am perfectly
contented to go right along here in my
own little way, working easy hours and
putting little in the bank some weeks
and helping keep up our little home be-
sides. | used to think that maybe some
day / would be one of them emotional
actresses and that I would be great
in the great moments some playwright
fixed up for me, but as the swift years
rolled by. George, came to the con-
clusion that l wasn't emotional enough
to be a star. and was too emotional to
stand in the second row of the chorus.
so Tow! went all my stage rsspira-
lions.
1T seems to me. anyhow. that the
stage is getting less and less a place
for lady. / know I could have been
good Sis Hopkins. because I played
the part at a school play we had, and
everybody said done splendid. but I
would faint II l had to go out before
lot of people and take a part In some
Of the plays now. Goodness knows.
George this amt exactly no church
pew. this barber shop. and nothing like
lot of that stage stun. hear some
things that makes me a little hot under
the collar. but It Is that the people
seems to want now"
II don't suppose the gink that Just
went out could put You on the stage II
YOU wanted to CO." said the Head Bar
Der.
Now. II that guy had told wilfred
| he could put him on the stage the poor
boy would have been all of a ffutfer"
said the Manicure Lady.
IF his acting was as bad as his
poetry somebody would bean him with
len egg, declared the Head Bar
her.
"Oh, some OF his poetry amt so bad
as all that" said the Manicure Lady,
rather coldly. Remember, George, he
Is my brother. and remember. too. thar
barber amt got no real right to
criticise poetry. IL | want to knock
my brother little, that is my privi-
iege. but It amt yours. Poetry is hard
Maybe 1t is" said the surprised
Head Barber but 1t amt half so hard
to understand as you are"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29

out to st. Mary's Rock, and there,
guided by the bowling of the dog. he
came upon the great little explorers,
hardly more than three feet above
high water. lying together in the corn
sack, locked in each others arms and
fast asleep.
There were no crowds and bands of
music waiting for us when Tommy
brought us ashore, and after leaving
Martin with his broken limb in his
mothers arms at the gate of Sunny
Lodge. he took me over to the Pres
bytery in order that Father Dan might
carry me home and so stand between
me and my fathers wrath and Aunt
Bridget's birch.
\ Unhappi1y there was no need for
this precaution. The Big House. when
we reached 1t, was in great confusion.
My mother had broken a blood vessel.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
BATTLE BETWEEN
LIFE AND DEATH
Ridgely Lady Tells of Her
Fierce Struggle and How
She Finally Won.

Ridgely Tenn.-'Tf it had not been
for Cardui, the woman's tonic" says
Mrs. Jennie Estes, Of this town, i
honestly believe would have been in
my grave to-day. Therefore. I want
to say something good for Cardui, but
can't begin to say enough.
Il was sick abed with womanly
troubles, from February until Octo-
Der, and was in very bad condition. l
was treated three or four times a
week, but it did me no good.
Il battled between life and death,
and my husband thought surely l
would die.
One day 1 thought I would give
Cardui, the woman's tonic. trial. l
Lad no confidence in it at all, but
bought bottle. In few days was
up and doing my housework. Now
have gained Is pounds and feel as
well as I ever felt in my life.
Il advise all sick and suffering
women to try Cardui 1t cured me
When all other medicines failed"
II you are weak, tired, worn-out, or
suffer from any Of the pains peculiar
10 weak women, such as headache
backache, pains in arm, side or limbs
or any other symptoms OF womanly
Trouble, you are urged to try Cardui'
the woman's tonic. We think It will
help you.
= ~ B.-Write to: Ladies' Advisory
!1ept, Chattanooga Medicine Co., Chat
alooga. Tenn, for Special Instructions,
ssnd 64-page book. Home Treatment for
omen. sent in plain wrapper, on re-
G-@SI-Adyt
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
Synopsis.

n HARY O'NEILL begins her storp
U 0y telling hoto her father
80 born in Elan, the SON of peas
ants, had gone to America, become
ttch and had then returned to his
birthplace, Where he married the
daughter Of Captain O'Neill, of the
ONeitts, and had changed his name
rom Daniel Neale to Daniel O'NeiH.
she tells Of her o1on birth and of her
Idther's dtsdppointment, for if bon
hdd been born he acould haze been
Lord Rdo. by right of his mother.
She tells Father Dan, the priest
and OF her mother, an inUaHd from
her earliest memory, and of her Aunt
Brtdget, tcho came to Keep house for
Daniel O'NetU and brought tCith her
her daughter and her stepddughte,'
Her aunt soon came to run the honse
and to domiheer over Mory and her
mother and to make them both Uery
unhappy. QWdrrels, in tchich Marp's
father Gtoaps took the side of her
aunt, tcere mary, and after one of
them he declared that the children
must all 90 to school.
one Christmas oGe she hears the
traits" and conceipes the idea of
singing the rails herself. In her I'M
patience she forgets to put on either
hat or cloak and steals out 10Th moth
ing on but pair of thin slippers and
a Uelret frock that tedUes her neck
and arms bare. She is taken into
the home Of Doctor Conrad and is
Kept there all night. In the morning
she makes the acquaintance of the
doctors son, a boy named Martin,
whose greatest delight is to play he
is an explorer.
She is sent to school, tobere the
teacher is q creature of her cunts
One day the teacher catches her tchis-
pering and is about to tohip her, tohen
she is sdUed by Martin Conrad.
One day Mary and Martin 90 'er-
pLorin9" in q boat and land on a
rock. Their boat floats dtoay and late
ia night they are found, fast asleep
In each Others arms. 1t Is decided,
against her mothers protests, to send
Mdry to q content in Rome.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
Always at Il.

A certain employer of labor had re-
ceived many complaints from his
foreman as to one of the hands, who,
although an excellent workman, and
one whom It was undesirable to dis
miss altogether, could never be in
duced to arrive at the proper time in
the morning.
So the employer, determining to
expostulate with the offender person.
ally, arrived early one morning and
waited for him.
'1'll teach him a lesson to-day" the
master growled to the manager.
In due time the dilatory one strolled
in, and was accosted wrathfully.
do you know what time we begin
work here in the morning."
mo, sir" was the calm reply. II
know they're always at 1t when get
here"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
Advice to the
Lxelorn
Nv BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
CERTAINLY NOT.
ar Miss Fairfax:

Dear Miss Fairfax:
am 81 and had been keeping
company with a young girl for
nearly three years. I love this
Young lady and will never love
any other, but although she
shows me every affection she SAYS
she does not love me and will
never marry mo.
have been keeping company
for some time past with another
girl and have grown very fond
OF her, although / can never love
her. | have decided to marry the
latter girl and make her as hap
DIV as / can. She is willing to
accept me, knowing Of my love
for the former girl. Don't you
think we will be happy? I am
very kind-hearted. WORRIED.
You are not kind hearted IL YOU
would marry one woman, loving an.
other woman more. That neither (,
kindness nor justice.
For the girls sake, for your owr
sake, get the notion out of your head
You are young enough to be able tc
afford TO wait.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
TENTH CHAPTER.


- my mother was confined to her
bed was her constant COM
panion and attendant. With the
mighty eagerness Of a child who
tire foreboded few about the house
on tiptoe, fetching my mothers medi-
cine and her milk and the ice to cool
1t. and always praising myself for my
industry and thinking was quite in
dispensable.
you couldn't do without your lit
tie Mally, could you, mammy?"
would say, and my mother would
smooth my hair lovingly with her
thin white hand and answer:
mo, indeed, couldn't do without
my little Mally." And then my little
birdlike beak would rise proudly In
the air.
All this time saw nothing of Mar
tin and only heard through DIR. Con-
rad in his conversations with my
mother, that the boys broken arm
had been set, and that as soon as II
was better he was to be sent to King
Georges College, which was at the
other end of Ellen. What was to be
done with myself never inquired
being so satisfied that my mother
could not get on without me.
was partly aware that big letters
bearing foreign postage stamps and
seals and coats arms, with pic
lures of crosses and hearts. were
coming to our house l was also
aware that at intervals, while my
mother was in bed, there was the
sound OF voices, as II in eager and
sometimes heated conference, in the
room below. and that my mother
would raise her pale face from her
pillow and stop my chattering with
'Hush!" when my fathers voice was
louder and sterner than usual But II
never occurred to mo to connect these
incidents with myself, until the aft
ernoon of the day on which my moth
err got up for the first time
She was sitting before the fire, fol
autumn was stealing on, and I wat
busting about her, fixing the rug
about her knees and telling her II she
wanted anything she was to be sure
and call her little Mally, when timid
knock came to the door and Father
Dan entered the room can see his
fair head and short figure still, and
hear his soft Irish voice, as he
stepped forward and said
Now, don't worry, my daughter
Above all, don't worry"
BY long experience my mother
knew this for a sign OF the dear
Fathers own perturbation. and saw
her lower lip tremble as she asked
Hadn't Mary better run down tc
the gardenT
mo! Oh. moi" said Father Dan. 'T,
Is about Mary come to speak. SC
our little pet may as well remain"
To Be Sent Away.
Then at a signal from my mother
I went over to her and stood by her
side, and she embraced my waist with
trembling arm. while the Father
took a seat by her SIDE and, fumb-
ling the little silver cross on his
chain, delivered his message.
After long and anxious thought
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
The Manic


and he might say prayer-it had been
decided that 1 should be sent away
to a convent. 1t was to be con-
vent Of the Sacred Heart in Rome
He was to take me to Rome himself
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
CERTAINLY.
Dear Miss Fairfax:

Dear Miss Fairfax:
Is it proper for a young man
q years of age to have a social
gathering on his birthday and to
ask a cousin whether she would
mind having it in her house?
What amount should 1t cost him?
B. f.
It would be proper. and the cou-
sinly relationship permits you to ask
your cousins assistance.
The cost depends on the number
Invited, the character of the enter
tainment, etc. That is a question you
must answer yourself.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
THAT DEPENDS.
Dear Miss Fairfax:

Dear Miss Fairfax:
About two months ago my
chum and I were introduced to a
couple of young men, whom we
have been keeping company with
steadily. Last time we were out
with them we made an engage
ment for the end of next week,
but my chum says that she does
not wish to keep it. ! like my
friend and do not want to lose his
company Would it be proper for
me to keep the engagement alone?
am seventeen years old.
NELL.
| infer he is respectable, or yo,
surely would not have accepted hi,
attentions for two months. And alst
that the place to which he will taxi
you is above question. Also that you
mother does not disapprove. If l an
right, accept his invitation.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
Now Go On
The Narrotiue of Mary
O'NeiU
FIRST PART.
My Girlhood

Copyright 1912, by Hearst's Magazine.
Copyright. 1918. by Hearst Magazine.
Copyright in Great Britain. Copyright,
1913. by ]. B. Lippincott Company.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29

I and see me safely settled there. And
| they (meaning my father and Aunt
Bridget) had promised him-faith-
| fully promised him--that when the
holidays came around he should be
sent to bring me home again. So
there was nothing to fear, nothing to
| worry about, nothing to to
My mother listened as long as she
could, and then-her beautiful white
face distorted by pain--she broke in
on the fathers message with cry
Of protest.
but she is so young! Such a
child Only Z years old How can
anyone think of sending such little
one away from homer"
Father Dan tried to pacify her. 1t
! was true l was very young, but then
the Reverend Mother was such good
woman. She would love me and care
for me as If / were her own child
And then the good nuns God bless
their holy souls.
But Mary is all have" cried my
mother, land II they take her away
from me I shall be broken hearted
At such a time. too How cruel they
are! They know quite well what
the doctor says. Can't they wait a
little longer?'
1 could see Father Dan was arguing
| against himself, for his eyes filled as
he said:
IT'S hard. l know it's hard for
you, my daughter. But perhaps it's
best for the child that she should
go away from home-perhaps It's
all Gods blessed and holy will Re
member there's a certain person here
who isn't kind to our little innocent,
and Is making her cause of trouble
| Not that l think she is actuated by
evil intentions.
But she Is. she Is" cried my
mother, who was growing more and
more excited.
Then all the more reason why
Mary should go to the Convention
a time at all events"
| My mother began to waver, and she
said:
Let her be sent to a convent in
the island, then"
81 thought of that, but there isn't
one" Father. Dan said.
Then then then take
her to the Presbytery," said my moth
er. Dear, dear father" she pleaded,
'let her live with you and have
somebody teach her, and then she
can come to see me every day, or
twice a week, or even once a week
I am not unreasonable"
ut would be beautiful" said
Father Dan, reaching over to touch
my arm. ITO have our little Mary
in my dull old house would be like
having the sun there always. But
there are reasons why young girl
should not be brought up In the home
of a priest, so 1t is better that our
little precious should go to Rome"
The Last Straw.
My mother was breaking down and
Father Dan followed up his advan-
tage.
Then wisha, my daughter, think
what a good thing it will be for the
child. She will be one Of the chill
hren OF the Infant. Jesus first, then
child OF Mary, and then OF the
Sacred Heart itself. And then re-
member, Rome! The holy city! The
city Of the Holy Father Why. who
knows, she may even see himself
some day."
Yes, yes. | know" said my mother.
and then turning with her melting
eyes 10 me she said:
would my Mary like to go--leav-
ing her mamma but coming home in
the holidays-would she?
I was going to say | would not, be-
cause mamma could not possibly get
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-29
Ninth Chapter-Continue

We reached the sea by little bay,
called Murphy's Mouth, which had
mud cabin that stood back to the cliff
and a small boat that was moored to
a post on the shore. Both belonged to
Tommy the Mate, who was a widow
man" living alone, and therefore
there we're none to see us when we
launched the boat and set cut on our
voyage. 1t was then 2 o'clock in the
afternoon, the sun was shining, and
the tide, which was at the turn, was
beginning to flow.
had never been in a boat before
but 1 dared not say anything about
that, and after Martin had fixed the
bow oar for me and taken the stroke
himself, I spluttered and plunged and
made many blunders. l had never
been on the sea either, and almost
as soon as we shot clear of the shore
and were lifted on to the big waves,
l began to feel dizzy, and dropped
my oar, with the result that it
slipped through the rollocks and was
washed away Martin saw what had
happened as we swung round to his
rowing, but when 1 expected him to
scold me, he only said:
Never mind, shipmate! I was just
thinking we would do better with
one," and, shipping his own oar in
the stern Of the. boat, he began to
scull.
Out to Sea.
My throat was hurting me, but
partly from shame and partly from
fear, now sat forward, with William
Rufus in my lap, and said as little
as possible. But Martin was in high
spirits, and while his stout little body
rolled to the rocking of the boat he
whistled and sang and shouted mes
sages to me over his shoulder.
my gracious! Isn't this what you
call ripping?" he cried, and though my
teeth were chattering, l answered
that it was.
Some girls JllIlllly SAi lotOPhSA .
sister and Messy Macleod and Betsy
Beauty-would be frightened to come
asploring, wouldn't they?"
wouldn't they?" l said, and /
laughed, though 1 was trembling
down to the soles of my shoes.
We must have been half an hour
out, and the shore seemed so far
away that Murphy's Mouth and Tom
my's cabin and even the trees Of the
Big House looked like something l
had seen through the wrong end Of
a telescope, when he turned his head,
with a wild light in his eyes, and
said:
"See the North Pole out yonder"
Don't II" answered, though was
such practical little person and had
not an ounce of dream" in me.
knew quite well where he was
going to. He was going to st. Mary's
Rock, and of all the places on land
or sea 1t was the place I was most
afraid Of being so big and frown-
ing, an ugly black mass, standing
twenty to thirty feet out Of the water.