Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-25
Name Gossip
A Country Road
(Ethe1 Ward Strickland)


(Ethel Ward Strickland)
little road that winds and winds
Away beyond our sight.
What human secrets dost thou guard
Through weary days and nights?
How many feet have passed your way
Some swift. some tagging slow,
How many faces, gladstone. bright,
Others by care bent low.
Could we but read each dusty print
What visions there we'd find,
In some we trace the lighter vein
On some the deeper mind.
little road SO narrow, still.
With scarce a bird in sight,
With swaying tree-tops all along
And flower clusters bright.
An old-time friend you seem to me
BY mornings joyous light,
And nearer still at eventide,
Gray sentinel of the night.
And when our feet no longer press
The old. familiar way.
Our children there perchance may pass
And sometimes pause and say.
20. here's the rock where mother played
When but little child.
And here's the. tree from which she
The cherry blossoms wild"
For days must come and days must
For years move on apace.
God grant our life may fill some niche
Be helpful to the race.
The following yarn was accepted and
published by the Globe:
"a run on BURBERRY pie in a local
restaurant with abnormal demand led
to investigation of the canned biueber-
ries used in the pie-making process and
il was found that the berries in the
cans had fermented and generated a
considerable percentage of alcohol.
which favored the pie most enticingly.
WOW!
Mrs. Charlotte Ann Leonard of Wool
witch celebrated the 94th anniversary If
her birth. Wednesday. at the home of
he; daughter, Mrs. Harvey Hathorne
Mrs. G. w. Leonard and Mrs. E. r.
Warren. nieces of Mrs. Leonard. were
dinner guests, and during the after
neon many neishbors and friends called
to congratulate Mrs. Leonard, not only
on her long life, but her great activity
and usefulness. for until within a few
months Mrs. Leonard has been I'M
usually active for one Of her years
Some black ducks are summering at
Merrymeeting bay. Quite a flock Of
the birds were seen Sunday flying from
the Cathance between Pleasant point
and Brick Island.
Hanging in B. G. Potters store in
Woolwich is an old time picture Of the
famous Libby prison where so many
brave sons Of Maine suffered during the
Civil war. One could not imagine a
more dismal looking structure. Row
after row of barred windows make the
only breaks in the sombre building In
the prison yard are a few tents with
sentries on duty before them. The Con.
federate flag flies from the top Of the
prison and on each tent are the letters
c. s. j..
The most unique prisoner ever locked
in cell at the Bath City hall basement
was large crippled crane that some
one had captured in woolwich and
brought over to Bath. presenting it to
the police. 1t was placed on exhibition
in the cell and early Tuesday morning
was taken by oficer Mitchell in a car
to an adjacent pond and there liberat.
ed. The crane measured from 10 to Il
feet from tip to tip Of wings.
The story is told OF young woman
who is employed as a saleswoman in
one Of the city stores, says the Ban.
gor Commercial. who one evening
iase week left the city by automobile
at 7.S0. reached Lagrange and
danced Is dances. drove back to the
city and at o'clock the next morn.
ing was ready to 90 to work, havinp
prepared breakfast, and done family
cooking enough to last several DAYS.
This Is an exhibition of ability IA
combine business. pleasure and
Homework which is rather remark
able, her friends declare.
The Bear Hill correspondent Of the
Observer writes: I'VE
all think that Mrs. Margaret A.
Frost, who lives with her son, Oscar
Folsom. is as smart lady as there
Is anywhere. She is 81 years old,
does all her own Homework, has a
lock Of hens, some chickens and two
pigs that she takes care of. She
has picked wild strawberries FIR a II, |