Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1921-06-13
Maine GOSSIP

AvAVVSU 0O
Romance Of White Iilacs
White lilacs by my garden gate
Are tossing in the breeze
And reckoning to singing birds
And golden banded bees.
While every zephyr passing by
Takes toll of rare perfume
With which to scatter on the air
The suory of their bloom.
When dewy morning lightly waves
The branches to and fro,
The feathery blossoms seem to me
Like clustered fakes of snow.
But glimmering beneath the sheen
OF Maytime moon or star,
I see in them the milk white plumes
OF Henry of Navarro.
-Minna Irving in New York Herald.
The inscription on the sides of the
mounting of the Aroostook cannon
on the library lot. on the side nearer
to Main street, is. says the Fort Fair
field Review: "a treasured relic of
the Aroostook war, 1S37-1842, and a
conspicuous feature of the centennial
pageant Of Fort Fairfield, Maine, Au-
gust 8. 9. 10, 1916" On the opposite
side of the mounting appears this
legend: ITO those sons of Fort Fair
field who at the call of humanity be-
como soldiers. sailors, or marines in
the service of their country, 1S64-1S65,
'l914-191S, this memorial is dedicated,
May 80, 1921" 1t seems as if this
wording, for business, appropriate
ness and good taste, could hardly be
bettered. Some have asked the ques-
ton, however, why any Fort Fairfield
boys who participated in the Span
ish-American or Philippine wars, in
1898 and shortly after, are so con-
spicuous in this inscription by their
absence. There were very few of
such, of course, the writer happening
to know of only one or two.
Read the following tribute in the
Fort Fairfield Review to one of
Names young old clergymon:
Rev. o. S. French, who is in his
S9th year, preached at Bethel Bap-
fist church Sunday morning, giving
what all the people called a remark
ably fine and able sermon. Some
who had never heard Mr.. French
speak were actually astonished to
think man of his age could preach
SO well and powerfully. Come to
think of it, the preaching of an ex-
cellent sermon by any man in his seth
year should be regarded, and must be
regarded, as a remarkable feat. al
though Mr.. French has been doing
such things SO much the past few
years that his old friends think very
little about them
The little town of Whiting, Wash
ington county, is getting along very
nicely, thank You, in spite of the fact
that its principal industry was upset
by the sale Of the Whiting Lumber
Cos. holdings. Just note what a LII
bee correspondent writes the Bangor
News:
The town of Whiting, ten miles
from here, is one little affected by
the hard times and is in many ways
one of the most peculiar towns in the
country. 1t has no poor, everybody
being apparently well fixed Nobody
hurries or seems to care when the
mills are shut down; everybody has q
garden patch and automobiles and
trucks are plentiful. There are priv
ate lighting plants, and two hotels.
although there are but 400 people
There are two churches which COOP
crate with each other On one We'd
nesday night the Congregationalists
mold supper and the Methodists all
go and help out. On the following
Wednesday night the thing is re-
versed and everybody is satisfied.
Being on the famous Machias-Den-
nysville boulevard. there is hardly a
minute when cars are not passing
and many stop to sample the fare of
the hotels or look over the HYDRO
electric plant that furnished light and
power to Lubec 1t is one of the tvp-
zeal Maine towns that seem to get
by without fuss or worry over BUSH
ness conditions, and where people
stu find it possible to pay cash for
what they get, although there is next
TO nothing to do in the line of work.
since the main industry was killed bv
the sale of the Whiting Lumber Com
pany's holdings to Bangor parties
who in turn have sold the stumpage
to the S. d. Warren Paper COMPANY"