Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1922-05-17


The staff of Wise Employ,
A loaf of bread of Daily Grace,
A flask well filled with JOY;
A word of cheer, helping hand
Some good to give or share,
A bit of song, high resolve,
hope a smile a prayer.
And in the place of Duty Done,
Beside the door of Home,
You'll find the house of Happiness
For Happiness does not roam.
Annie Johnson Flint, in the Sunday
School Times.
East Holden, May A. 1922.
Dear Aunt Madge and M. BIS:
If l am entitled to a corner of the
column. l want to thank Did and
Ann for the booklets of views they
sent me, which enjoyed very much.
/ have been in bed most nine weeks.
so you see / have nothing worth while
to write about. l do not see where
Law" can find time to accomplish so
much, with her large family to plan
and do for
Since l was hurt l have crocheted a
few dozen pairs bootees and a towel
end, read about twenty live nice books
and am now making patchwork. Hope
to be up soon and out to see the green
things. They bring me wild flowers of
some kind most every day. Yesterday
it was boys loves and strawberry bios
SONS. l think yellow violets are rare,
but they grow profusely here.
l wonder how many can see the
tower of the new fire station that has
been erected on Bald mountain this
spring from their homes? 1 wish they
would mention it in the column. 1t is
near my home, yet we cannot see it
from the house. We are about 700 feet
above sea level, yet not quite at the top
of the knoll on which we live.
l have taken Elizabeth's remedy for
rheumatism. and it is surely great
help, though l take tablespoonful
where she uses teaspoons, and l take a
wine glass full night and morning.
One has to use cues own judgment as
to quantity, l think.
l.. o. II. is an old friend of mine.
Hope she is able to be out again. i am
afraid shall always be obliged to sign
my name
Grandma Disable,
You certainly have accomplished a
good deal with your hands in these
weeks past, and we hope you will be
able to get out among the green
things growing before long.
Belfast, May 4,
My Dear Aunt Madge:
! am lonesome and rather homesick
this morning; the wind sounds like a
storm. l do not like cloudy days, but
wish it would rain nights and the sun
shine the whole day I went to town
Tuesday for the first time since last
October. l cannot step my feet on the
ground after it gets cold. That is my
Doctors order. l don't like them
"bossing me-" but suppose they are a
very necessary evil sometimes. Hope
no doctor will read this. | am under a
doctors care constantly. If l do not
take care" you will think | am an in
valid. Just wait, sisters, until you see
me, as l am in hopes to meet you all
sometime in the near future after I
take a few electric treatments as | am
planning, l took eighteen once Could
not walk, even with crutches, at the
time, but at the fourth treatment l
went to the auto by myself, got in and
out four times before I got in the
house Wasn't that some" on electric
ity?
Next time l will send fish story as
/ think the bear stories are getting
too thick-but some are very laugha-
bic, l do like to laugh. 1t makes one
feel better. So let's laugh! laugh!
Laugh
elizabeth"
Well, Elizabeth, l imagine when
you completed your letter with the
prescription to laugh" you had for
gotten about your lonesome" condi-
ton when you began it, A good way
to do, isn't it?
You will be glad to hear that
Ford" is improving little and is
able to sit up some. Now is the time
to remember her with CHEEKY letters,
cards and greetings. Though seldom
i'll herself, she was always most
thoughtful of those she knew who
were ill at home or in hospitals,
sending them bright, enjoyable let
tiers, which were always appreciated
Her address is Mrs. Fannie Fl.
Parker, her mail reaching her by
way of Surry, r. F. d., or simply,
Bluehill, Maine.
All who read the column are inter-
ested in DR.. Frank Crane. The
American Magazine for May has an
article by him, Personal and Indis-
Greet He calls it "The story of my
travel on the Long Road of Life" /
copy the editors insert on the first
page.