The Press., 1915-03-31
WELLINGTON.
 MARCH

l MARCH.
 Though cold winds blow the warm sun shines,
 Let all rejoice that hope inclines, l To peer for birds in garden bowers
 And find the words that cheer em- powers.
 To say indeed, is it not true | Spring stands Tn need of me, of you,
 To find glad smiles for weary faces,
 To plant bright flowers in dreary places.
 The whole world needs Spring s wealth of joy
 Lest portents shall our thoughts em. ploy.
 Prof. M Barker of Boston uni versity, on his way home from trip to Florida, stopped over at MT. Cos grove's for a little visit He had snoke en at many places on the southern &nd western coast, met great many of the tourists with which the state is swarming in greater numbers even than ever before, visited his daughter who is wintering in the lake region, and by his vivid descriptions enabled his friends to share his pleasure and benefits.
 General sorrow is felt here at the news of the death of Dr. Frederick E. Johnson of Mansfield, Wilmington native, and one who had never out grown his love for and interest in his early home. Although living .or some years now in Mansfield he was the much loved and trusted family physician in most of the homes of the country side, having had a very wide practice, and without doubt wore himself out and shortened his days by sympathetic and self sacrifice ing service to the duties of his pro- fession. The news of his death came as a shock to most, although it was known that he was shut-in for the winter, but it was hoped that warmer weather would see him out again about his beloved gardens and orchards for he was a nature lover and flower lover and always found much to enjoy on his long and wearisome drives over the hills for there were no auto. mobiles to shorten distance in his days of service to humanity. He was born in Wilmington June 5; the grandson of Abel Johnson and Deborah Preston, and son of Abel Johnson and Sarah Holt His devoted wife. to whom all hearts go out in sympathy, was Miss Emma L. Jacques. Their only child, Grace, died in early child hood.
 Sunday morning there were 85 present at Bible school and a very large attendance at the preaching service, nearly every seat in the church being occupied. At the truly remarkable and impressive service that Pastor Darrow conducted with his usual felioitous grace, of dignity, without undue formality, the two missionaries, Messers. Zboray and Sturnam, spoke and sang in the Slavic. The former, who was here few weeks ago, is great organizer and has charge of all the work among the Bohemians and other Slavs in this country. MT. Sturnam is pastor of very large church in Newark, N. J., and speaks no English. He spoke to the foreign people present. All were impressed by the address, the manner, the voice and the inflexion, and agreed with MT. Darrow as he came forward to the desk at the close and said heartily: T know that was good sermon.' MT. Zboray followed by sermon in English, eloquent and interesting. It would seem that he has travelled and worked as an evang- elist in nearly every European country where these dialects are spoken, Russian, Poland, Hungary, Bohemian, etc. That these busy men should have left their own fields of labor to come here from pure interest and sympathy in these people, who seldom
 have the opportunity of hearing the truth in thoir own language, or in a way they can understand, was proof
 unm istakable of their discipleship.
 As Pastor Darrow truly remarked il
 was as if the widely separated parts
 of the earth had come together and
 suggested the day of Pentacost. MT.
 Durean and wife were Daptised al
 Memorial church in the afternoon
 and it is a remarkable fact that hel
 father and mother were baptised by Rev. MT. Sturnam in the old country.
 Both of the visitors were guests oi ! thoco vooon1o bi1o boro