The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1917-09-08
Evening Chat

The Monongah Glass Works is G
small world to itself. Situated at 18th
Street in a number OF buildings-a
new one being planned for the nedr
future. it offers maternal for an after
moons thought and interest. Without
guide one knows not where he is gong
but keeps right on the way,-there is
such a varied lot of doing: One rooIl
like a great cellar contains blazing fur
naces, low tables, many workers, talk
alive, busy, singing, jesting-while
back and forth go young boys with
glasses, dishes or pitchers on red hot
tongs to the hot furnaces.
Back and forth-back and forth,
glass after glass, dish after dist
until thousands are ready for the
next step. There are rooms where
young girls polish allday-or sort or
pack-doing the same thing over end
over skillfully and we'll. We watched
a girl decorate, quick as flash she
lifted the glass to a revolving bit OF
wood-twirled 1t with hen thumb anu
the glass turned AROUND, touched a
brush to the edge. There was neat
brown border. Lower down she did
more decorating quicker than one
could think. We watched boy alb
sorbed in painting red and green
flowers on large fruit dish,
We passed through vast store rooms
Of barrels and boxes and more glass.
es ready for shipment. Everybody
seemed busy and interested and ex.
pert. What vast lot different indi.
viduals know of different things and
how helpless we would be II we all
knew but one thing and everybody the
same thing. Different thought-dif-
ferent doing-different accomplish.
ment-make up the world as 1t is.
Beyond the city limits yesterday
along the road to the car line came
small procession. Someone was 60
ing away-perhaps for long, perhaps
for anly few weeks but with a rouB-
ing good-fellowship farewell at any
rate. The man and woman carried a
trunk-Quite large trunk-and cat-
ried 1t few steps at time when all
sat down by the roadside and rested
before continuing on the way. There
were a number of children with flying
hair and brown cheeks-they laughed
and chattered-we could not under
stand. Once the woman leaned over
and kissed the face of the man. Again
they picked up the trunk by its han
dies and journeyed on. Some short
distance from the car they stopped
again; the children joined hands and
danced wildly and rapturously around
the couple, shouting excitedly. One
little fellow had lost his shoe. He
pulled of the stocking and went bare.
footed. A baby toddled along behind
now and then someone went baCA
and pulled it along a short distance
but soon grew tired of the little one
who was more interested in daisies
than anything else. After awhile the
car was reached and the family and
friends sat down. For long time nc
one spoke. Then came a torrent OF
words all in a tumble. The woman
again kissed the man. She wiped
away few tears and began to un.
strap the trunk. She took out all that
it contained and laying the garments
out on the grass she put everything
back slowly. The car could be sacr
coming-everybody jumped up and the
man became a mere spot in the cen.
ter of an admiring audience. He
stopped on, the woman helping him
with the trunk and stood on the plat.
form waving a large handkerchief un.
til out of sight.