Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1915-03-23

The Hills Of Sweet Tipperary

Amidst the blooming heather;
Your eyes were like the luster shed
By heaven, so blue and airy,
Your cheeks were like the roses red,
Mid green hills Of Tipperary.
o the hills, the hills so green.
The hills so high and airy,
May heaven shine DER them ever sheen,
The hills Of sweet Tipperary.
What vows in that sweet spot we made.
OF true love, fond and tender.
Nor dreamed that joy would falsely fade,
Like that gay sunsets splendor;
Nor thought deaths gloom and misery
Our happiness could vary,
So blindly rapt in love were we,
Mid green hills Of Tipperary.
What hopes were doomed. when fortunes
Since you and I together
Sat by ST. Brandans sunlit well,
Amidst the blooming heather!
I wander far from Rossaroe,
No longer blithe and airy,
And on your grave the shamrockS grow
Mid green hills of Tipperary.
Robert Dwyer Joyce.
Iceboating in March and even on the
first day of spring is not an usual
occurrence, but relocating on that date
in a snow storm is not usually classed
among the real jolly sports, yet it hap
pened Sunday at Cobbosseecontee,
when one boat was out all the morn
ing. scooting about at good speed in
spite Of the light coating Of snow.
Brunswick tradesmen are finding out
about a new swindling scheme, to
which they are being made party
y
with which the Brunswick firms do
business have been approached by a
man who tells a hard luck story of
having taken a little too much" and
lost his money. He represents himself
as member Of a Brunswick firm and
requests just enough cash to get home.
The touch" is from S. to S. and judg-
ing by the indications given by the
returns thus far i'll, numerous were
the firms visited.
Here's hoping that the old, old say
ing that snow on the first day Of
spring insured good crops will prov t
true this year.
Scott Tibbetts, the well-known sub
marine diver, tells an interesting eX
usual type of those told by the under
water workers. He went down to IN
spect the line Of water main that
runs between Spruce Point OH the
mainland to Squirrel island. lie hau
a piece of iron in his hand which he
was using in testing the pipe and had
not gone far in his submarine prom
enade along the pipe when, right
ahead of him, fast asleep. he saw a
109-pound cod fish. Thinking to have
some sport with the sleeping fish he
kicked his majesty in the ribs, when
the fish woke up and instead of swim
ming away, turned and put up
stiff fight with the diver. The cod
had big mouth and sharp teeth and
had he bitten into the air tube Of Mir.
Tibbett's diving suit, it would have
been all day with the man in the suit.
With both fists Mr.. Tibbetts fought
the cod and occasionally got in severe
blows with the piece of iron that he
was carrying in his hand. 1t was an
exciting battle, but finally the cod
decided that the diver was a species
of submarine devil and, turning,
speedily was out of sight. Then the
diver pursued his work along the
water main, and disturbed no more
giant cod on that
Next Sunday will BE- Palm Sunday,
so called in honor of the triumphant
entry Of Jesus Christ to Jerusalem,
when many of the Jews cut off
branches from the trees and Strewed
the way ia which Jesus was to pass 1t
is in memory of this triumph that
palms are blessed, distributed and car
ried in solemn procession by the faith
full, who hold them in their hands,
whilst the history of the passion is
read out of ST. Matthew's Gospel, to
the triumphs of Jesus Christ by virtue
Of his death and passion.
Squirrel Island reports a stretch of
81 days when the wind blew from the
northwest without break.
Charles F. Remission Of Boothbay
Harbor has made a pet of a dove
which began looking around his store
after peanut peddler had suspended
business in that vicinity. The dove
was offered peanuts and soon became
well acquainted, until now he regu-
larly visits the store once a day. ii
not at first noticed he will perch on
the window sill. Mr.. Remission then
goes to the door and the dove will
perch on his finger, to be carried in
side and placed on the counter, where
he feeds on what is given him, never
bothering the box, if not offered.
When the usual time is up, the finger
is offered, the dove places one foot
thereon and waits. When asked if
he is ready. he then places the other
foot on the finger and is carried to
the door, from whence he flies away
home.
The Penobscot is again open to
navigation and Bangor may again be
reached by steamer. that is, after
Wednesday. when the~first boat is ex-
pected. The last of the ice went out