Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1915-08-21
Maine Gossip
The hiah Cost of Dying.

The High Cost Of Dying.
(R. H. Dyer, Fairfield, Me.)
The multitudes bend. with a feverish zeal
And many a woeful misgiving,
Ger nerve-racking problems whose pro-
ducts reveal
What they pay for the privilege of living
They grumble. and cry that the taxes are
The tariff was statued to rob them:
They foolishly blame the poor trusts
(what a shame)
And nurse desire to mob them.
They buck at the prices. from clothing
to steaks,
Which same ever upward are flying;
But give not a thought to the money it
To cover the high cost Of dying
Get ready to die-and the druggist stands
nigh!
With his devilish dopes he will fill you.
His profits are large, and he knows how
For the poison that's helping to kill you.
Then the doctor is called and he chuckles
with glee,
While marking and carefully noting
The state of your wealth, what your as
sets might be
And how much insurance you're toting.
He gauges his bill on the length of your
will
The doctor is cautious and knowing.
You're easy to stick-for you'll offer no
kick
From the place where he knows you are
Now, Sir Undertaken must fatten his
purse,
And a ride in a taxi is gratis
Compared with the price of the gentle
Which Is neither the best nor the latest.
The last cent you own is put into the
stone
Y, You are happy as ever you'll be.
Though I'm sure you would rise in the
grave If your eyes
Could decipher the epitaph, FREE.
The new portion of st. Margaret's
Catholic church on Old Orchard
street, Old Orchard, will be blessed
next Sunday afternoon at 43O by Rt.
Rev. Louis S. Walsh, Bishop of Port
land. This addition, which was COM
pleted three weeks ago. enlarges the
seating capacity Of the church by 266
seats.
George F. Bryant. senior warden Of
st. Johns Episcopal church of Bangor
was much surprised the other morn
ing when he opened an envelope,
which had been handed to him in a
local book store by a woman who was
a stranger to him. and found $40O in
bills and note asking that the money
be used for st. Johns church. The
note was signed A Friend and the
source Of the gift is at present I'M
known.
At about o'clock yesterday after
noon people who were on the water
front saw a beautiful marine picture,
one Of the old fashioned kind that stir
the blood of the people who tradition
says have salt water in their veins
instead of the other kind of blood,
says the Portland Press of Friday. A
handsome white schooner yacht came
In past the breakwater, rounded to
and came sailing up the harbor with
everything drawing and leaning over
at an angle of 20 degrees. While the
yacht was coming up the harbor one
Of the many harbor boats went
alongside and took off some people
who were in hurry to take train
for Boston. The yacht swept along
up the harbor and swung up into the
wind the crew letting go the anchor
and taking in the head sails at the
same moment. The yacht surged up
on her cable and then fell off before
the wind and lay perfectly still. The
yacht which thus attracted the atten-
ton Of the populace was the Merlin
Of Boston belonging to Robert E.
Forbes. The Merlin was built in 1889
and Is Of 96 tons gross and is one of
the comfortable type of yachts that
we used to see in such large numbers
before the idea of speed and power
first took possession Of the yachtsmen
Of the present era.
Members of the Popham Club claim
that on the death of Captain George
Popham at Popham Beach in 1908 he
was buried there but that when the
colony, or a part Of it left that year
to return to England his body was
taken up from its grave and trans
ported back to England. We never
read that statement in histories of
Popham. and had always supposed
that the statement that his body was
left buried at Popham were correct.
says the Bath Times. Members Of
the club also say that Captain Pop
ham was nearly devoured by the mos
quitoes during the summer of 1907
and was frozen to death on the Sabine
Peninsula that winter. 1t all does not
matter now; he Is dead.
A large swarm Of honey bees took
possession of the middle of the brick
sidewalk at the corner Of Main and
Masons streets, Westbrook, Wednes-
day morning about O'Clock and &C.
cupied a large space. Fearing lest
some pedestrians should step into the
swarm those who passed during the
forenoon were notified to beware Of.
the bees. Word was telephoned to
the paper mill Office shortly before IL
and residents along the street were
greatly amused to see employees OF
the mill passing to their homes to
dinner. taking the middle Of the
street, walking with much dispatch to
avoid getting stung by the honey
makers. About O'Clock Mr. Cotton
came and hiYsd them. the work re-