The independent-reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1909-1955, 1923-08-23
EAST SOMERSET POMO.
Ma FIELD DAY
Delightful and Profitable Day for
Patrons OF Husbandry

The East Somerset Pomona annual
field day was held Tuesday, August
IA. at F. B. Felker's grove in Ripley.
The hostesses were Mrs. Florence
Hoyt, Mrs. Bertha Haseltine of Hart
land and Miss Eunice Hoyt of Water
Vile, who were stopping for few
DAYS at THE White Birches." The
cottage and grounds were beautifully
decorated for the occasion with flags
| banners, bunting and flowers. AT an
| early hour good Changers with their
| friends began to arrive, croquet ana
| games of horseshoe were enjoyed by
| the young people, while even the
| children were remembered by n swing
| in the trees. Before dinner inter-
estng remarks were made by Mrs.
Annie Vining of st. Adams, State
| Senator Bems of Harmony and w. ii.
Farrar of Ripley. Then came the
noon hour where at tables set under
/ the trees and here and there on the
ground, throughout the grove each
| one partook of the picnic dinner ana
a cup of good Grange coffee which
| only Miss Puma Mower of Dexter
! knows how to brew When the in
ner man" was satisfied all gathered
| in front of the wide porch to listen to
| the program, first came the address
| of welcome extended by Bertha Has
| eltine, one of the six children of the
! late William Hoyt and grandchildren
| of Elisha Hoyt, whose farms ad1oin-
| ed and where these children spent
their youthful days, memories of
which were recalled by the speaker.
| Then Rev. II. e. Dunnack, State Lib
rarian, also VIM. X. Pattagall gave
very interesting addresses. There
was singing by DR.. Rowland OF Har-
mony Mr.. and Mrs. Harold Clifford
and Fred Haseltine of Hartland, Mr..
| and Mrs. l.. l.. Stafford of Ripley, Mr..
and Mrs. Thod Smith and Ella Jewell
| of Dexter, Mr.. Smith accompanied
with the violin, also readings by Mrs.
| Louise Robinson of Dexter and Mrs.
| Hattie Emerson of st. Adams. 1t
was certainly splendid program and
much credit Is due the Pomona lee
| turer A. p. Howes of Palmyra, whose
| efforts made it possible There were
about three hundred people present,
friend greeted friend and old school
mates were reunited though all too
| brief time, but as they drove to
their different homes each felt it to
| be, as was expressed by one young
| lady as she left the grove 1.-THE end
| of Perfect Day"
Mrs. Haseltine of Hartland in her
welcome said in part
1t is with the greatest pleasure that
in behalf of f. b. Felker, also the
descendants of Elisha and Hannah
Hoyt, | welcome you here today. to
! what to us is one of the most beau
| tiful spots in old New England 1.-THE
White Birches" our childhood home.
Here among the peace and calm of
the country, away from the noise and
| grind of the city, the hustle and din of
traffic, under the dome of Gods great
temple, and amid the beauties of ma
lure. Here only the buzz of the
busy bee to disturb your meditation,
here you inhale only the perfume of
The flowers, so generously spread
over Gods footstool. 1t has been
said youth looks into the future and
dreams of things, yet unattained, and
noble deeds unaccomplished, but old
age looks back and lives over in
memory. the days gone eby, those
| precious moments of achievement and
| success, but most of all the happy
days and moments OF childhood" Tho
| would not call myself old, perhaps
| might bring to you some reminis
| censes which this spot recalls. 1t
| is not every child who is blest with
a home, hut of myself and my broth
| t,1 .tufa AItF hnn Of
| of two, the one on my right, where
my dear father and mother toiled
early and late on the farm to give to
heir family the sustenance that was
necessary, and the education we de-
sired. Then the one on my left
where dwelt my grandfather and
| grandmother Hoyt with Uncle Frank
and aunt May Felker, who, having no
children of their own, opened wide
their arms and babe us welcome.
Among my early recollections was
our delight in watching grandma spin,
churn with the up and down churn,
and dip the tallow candles, which
were much in use in those days. One
| incident is vivid in my memory of
| creeping upstairs one night ahead OF
| my SlSter anu BTdHuind DIS She was
taking us up to bed, snatching pill
low from my room, then waiting in
the dark at the head of the stairway
until grandma came in sight around
the corner at the foot, then flinging
the pillow with all my might. I ran
and crawled under the bed like a rob-
Der, but my fun wasn't just what l
anticipated, for the pillow knocked
the lighted candle from grandma's
hand and frightened us almost to
death, and right there and then, re-
ceived my first and only scolding from
my dear grandmother, but it was
rightfully deserved, and here at the
age of eight or nine years l received
my first benefit from the Grange, for
when Saturday rolled around my
mother would saw "now children