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Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24
OCCASIONAL REMARKS

The town of Georges Mills, n. H,
advertises for a blacksmith: it has
the spreading chestnut tree the
smithy, some horses, but no smith,
Boston Globe.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

our country, where the people take a
more active and intelligent part In
making and maintaining them.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24
READFIELD
Readfield GRANGE

Readf1eld Grange held an interest
ing meeting Saturday evening, Au-
gust 81, with a small attendance.
Some matters of business was dis
posed of. Five new names were
presented for membership. The first
and second degrees will be conferred
at our all day meeting, Saturday
September 4. The lecturer protein,
Sadie Dunn, presented an interesting
program: Singing Onward Christian
Soldiers: Reading, Mabel r. Morrill,;
Personal Experiences at n. E.
Lecturers Conference at Orono, F. A.
Walker, Edna S. Fish, Amy Pack
ard, Alice e. Walker. Ruth F. Hight;
Singing, Loves Old Sweet Song.
LOCAL NOTICE
The Blacksmith shop ut Readfield
Corner is closed. Cause, i'll health.
aup24d3t
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

A New England girl boasts that
she packed twenty dresses in one
suitcase. She neglects to say what
she used to finish filling it.-SiouX
City Tribune
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

Brown always did possess a soft
heart. This is how he wrote:-
Dear Mrs. Harrison. Your hus-
band cannot come home today, be-
cause his bathing suit was washed
away.
Up. S.-Your husband was inside
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Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24
Enthusiastic Poultry Meeting.

The poultry killing and packing
demonstration which was to be held on
Wednesday at the home of Herbert
Jewett was postponed to Thursday,
because of Mr.. Eastmans and Mr..
Wilber's inability to reach, there being
delayed by an accident.
The meeting was well attended by
enthusiastic poultrymen who wished
to learn the best methods for killing
and packing and the relative value of
dressed and live birds. Twenty birds
were selected, 10 of which were dress
ed and shipped and the remainder
shipped alive. With the quicker
method of killing and picking, the re-
suits are usually in favor of the
dressed birds.
Miss Una Chase is the guest of Mr..
and Mrs. Herbert Jewett.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

Greece apparently has her ways
for shifting dictators we'll fabricated.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

DO understand that there will be
no dessert tonight demanded the
captain sternly, as he entered the
officers mess kitchen.
Yes" replied the new and care
less private.
"Yes,-what? roared the captain.
"Yes-we have no bananas. -
American Legion Weekly.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24
Lucky Aunt M ay

Mummy, has Aunt Betty got lit
tie baby"
Eyes, dear"
HAS Aunt May"
mo, she has a little dog instead
ooh, l suppose she had first pick.
The Progressive Grocer.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24
A Good Time All Around

II envy that fat woman when she
laughs"
WHY"
There seems to be so much of her
that is having good time. Good
Hardware.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24
Odd Bits

Teacher-"Name two of the
worlds greatest deserts"
Sahara and the United
States"
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

A new thought disciple says We
should live to be $50, and among the
suggestions toward that goal we sug-
gest all-rubber automobiles.-Pitts-
burgh Chronicle Telegraph.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24
Tuesday, August 81, 1925.

awe are liable to get what we are
looking for, whether we want It or
not, therefore 1t 10 wise to look for
the best"
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24
No Necessity

(Righto, but Gases are plentiful IN
little old New York)-Ed.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

The Androscoggin Historical and
Antiquarian Society Is making plans
for the marking of historical spots
and buildings in the county with
bronze tablets, showing the name and
story Of each. The interesting pos
sessions of the society include pic
lures of the cities of Lewiston and
Auburn in 1884 and 1856 and a dia-
gram of the communities, showing
the~etreets and individual buildings.
with each piece Of property marked
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

The Maine Historical Society Is
the possessor Of the mast chain
which was turned up by the plow
held by George Johnson in his fieM
at Stroudwater 80 years ago. This
mast chain is supposed to have be-
longed to Colonel Thomas West
brook, who in 1927 took charge of
government agent for procuring
masts for the navy in Maine. 1t was
Colonel Westbrook who named the
place Stroudwater and there he built
a substantial house. According to
the late Leonard B. Chapman, a
painstaking local historian, Samuel
Waldo transferred his interest in the
mast business to Colonel Westbrook
in 1718. making him the pioneer in
the industry hereabouts, who at
once established himself at Dunstan
Landing In Scarboro, living in a
lumberman's camp. Nearly 800
years have passed since the mast in
dustry was begun in what is now
termed Old Falmouth, and 1t was
continued as late, at least. as 1904.
as shown by the old daybook of
Jonathan Sparrow. trader at
Stroudwater for about IS years.
Colonel Thomas Westbrook for
whom Westbrook was named In
1915. died February II, 1744.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24
Augusta Lodge Directory

ASYLUM LODGE, NO. 70, 1. o. Q. s
Regular meeting every Friday evening
at o'clock. All Odd Fellows and Wis.
iting brothers invited.
LINWOOD F. ALBEE, N. q.
ELLIS E. WALKER. sec'y
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

Everybody likes settled weather,
but talk doesn't settle it any more
than it does anything else.-Portland
Express.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

JEPTHA ENcAMPMENT, NO. !
Meetings fourth Tuesday OF each
month at 100 O'Clock.
GEO. H. WADLEIGH, c. p.
G. S. PEASLEE, Scribe
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

Some potato grower Is Walter r.
Christie of Pressure Isle in Aroostook
county. He has 1,1oo acres Of spuds
planted and at a minimum yield for
him, will have 10000 barrels in the
fall At last years prices his crop
should bring him a million dollars,
which is quite lot of money even
for g. farmer-Portland Express.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

CANTON AUGUSTA, NO. 8, p. N.
Regular meeting every third Tuesday
at 8 o'clock. P. NJ. degree.
LINWOOD ALBEE, Capt
G. H. WADLEIGH. Clerk.
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Business Cards

ARTHUR F. TIFFN
ATToRNEY-AT.LAw
Successor to
Fisher D Tinin
2O7 Water ST. Telephors
Augusta, Maine S0e'n
may22dtf
Railroads and Steamboats,
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24
AUGUSTA CAMP No. 74oo. M. w. a

N. e. o. p. kENNEBEc LODGE
No. PSI, meets in q. A. f. hall the first
and third Tuesday evenings Of each
month at 7.30 O'Clock.
DANA w. LOVEJOY, Warden.
B. F. SMITH, Fin. Sec
MRS. EMMA F. HOWE, Rec. See
Yu-tbSat
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

Miss Una Chase is the guest of
and Mrs. Herbert Jewett.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1926-08-24

U.O.G.C. MORRILL, COMMANDERY
No. 326. Regular meetings second and
fourth Tuesday of every month at fS9
o'clock at Golden Cross hall.
CHESTER NJ. REDMOND. n. c
w. L. CLOUGH. F. K R
f,,-thSot
The Washington times., 1926-03-23

r LILLIAN BRADFORD sat on
~ piazza of the House o.
Dreams. her calm blue eyes gaz-
ing far out over the treetops to
the distant purple hills. At her,
elbow. his tumbled gray name
bent toward her, DIR. William
Parker. the country physician of
the neighborhood. bronzed, kindly
eyed. earnest, was gently remoE-
stratfng with her.
You are not dealing fairly by
your own life" he said, living
off here alone. You need com
partnership, sympathy. Marry me
Lillian. and let me teach you how
much Of happiness a life can
hold
She tore her eyes from the
wide vista to face him. A Wave
. OF grateful warmth surged abou1
her heart at sight of his honest
face. He was so understanding.
SO dependable. After all, wny
not marry DR.. Bill? She did not
love him. true; but for this pre-
matureIy aged man, 10 years nee
senior, she held an admiration
and respect amounting almost to
reverence.
Voluntary Exile
For the thirteen years of her
voluntary exile in this wild hill
country she had labored shoulder
to shoulder with him in the eff.
fort to relieve the poverty and
pain of the child-like noun
taineers.
Lillian visioned the satisfac-
ton which would inevitably come
into her life, welded to a man of
his forethought and tenderness.
Love itself might come at last,
prehaps, to still the throbbing of
the wound which all these years
she had been nursing in secret.
But something within her laid a
damping hand on the flame of
her impulse, and a voice whis-
pered in her heart, Wait" So
The Washington times., 1926-03-23
SUCCESSFUL STEPMOTHER, AN EXACTING JOB

Go get It," commanded Grand
ma emphatically. and put it
back
She arose and slipped from the
room. but returned instantly
bringing a little faded photograph
in silver frame.
They crossed over to the fire.
place and Agnes Milton hung it
back UPON the wall in the spot
clearly marked upon the faded
paper. When she turned to face
Grandma Holworthy she was smil-.
ing bravely.
''She has nice eyes, hasn't she?'
she asked timidly
Smile OF Sympathy
"Who has nice eyes?1 asked
voice behind them and Oracle
Milton stepped into the room.
Your mother. dear" said her
stepmother. softly.
Oracle flung her. arms i'm
pulsively about the slight figure
and kissed the pale cheek.
And so have you. dear Agnes,
she said in a husky little voice.
II think your eyes--are just
beautiful
Grandma Holworthy turned with
a tender smile of sympathy upon
her round, wrinkled face, and left
them together
Il do not think she could pos
sibly do anything but makc
success of her job" she sdiG aloud
to herself as she crossed the
street and walked under the shady
trees TO the Holworthy gaae.
The Washington times., 1926-03-23

have no head for business. 1t
was necessary. l had to make
living somehow"
And now you have a husband
and a home" Grandmass tone
was contemplative.
Doubts
Yes" said Agnes Milton
gravely. "And / hope / shall not
fail in making a success of this
business too!''
You have doubts2" asked
Grandma with widening of her
mild blue eyes.
a shadow seemed to pass across
Agnes Milton's face almost a
look of pain.
win you be a real friend. and
listen?" she asked impulsively.
Grandma reached across and
clasped her hands. my child,
tell me all that troubles you" she
said.
Quick tears sprang into the
violet eyes before her, like a mist
of spring rain. Agnes Milton
pushed back lock of silvery
blonde hair from her high white
forehead, with a trembling hand.
I'm always afraid that / shall
fail" she said softly II have
felt that it was that which kept
me back in my work in the city.
And when l married-and oh.
Madam Holworthy, / truly love
my husband-when | married |
was happy. so happy-untn |
came here"
And what has distressed YOU,
dear ;girl?" asked Grandma kindly.
The Washington times., 1926-03-23

<GRA NDMA HoLWORTHY,
~ with a bunch of first spring
blossoms in her hand, stood on
the steps of the Millions home
and hesitated in an uncertain
manner which was foreign to
that usually determined little
lady. She looked wistfully at the
great brown door before her, as
though asking it's advice or re-
assurance. 1t was a somber-
looking house anyway, thought
Grandma Holworthy, always lack
ing in cheer. The girlish voice
of Oracle Milton ringing through
the halls had not aroused il from
it's sluggish mood! For to Grand
ma Holworthy house bore some
thing of a personality, either it's
hands were stretched in welcome,
or it repealed you with a cold
aloofness. The Milton house re-
PEELED.
And now the House had a new
mistress, for Mr.. James Milton,
Gracie's father, had brought
home bride from a far city
stranger in the little town.
Suddenly the door swung open
before her, and the stranger, her
self. stepped out. She was a
-frail, deiicate little woman, with
pale face and tired eyes. but
she nodded graciously to Grand
ma and timidly held out her hand
as the little lady walked up the
steps to her.
u know you" she exclaimed.
The Washington times., 1926-03-23

You're Grandma Holworthy!
Please come in"
The living room was just as
drab and stiff as always. The
chairs were hard and uncom-
Portable, and Grandma sat on the
edge of one of them and watched
t..e young woman arrange the
yellow flowers she had brought
in a vase on the center table.
They seemed to be strivip~ to
fling a note of cheer into the
barren room.
They are beautiful Agnes
Milton said, land l love beauti.
full things"
I'm so glad" said Grandma
Holsworthy. "Whoever loves the
beautiful is kind at heart"'
The young woman sat down
with a tired smile.
Others have called" she said,
but / have been waiting and
hoping for you. You see I've
heard SO much about you from
the people of the town."
There was silence for a moment
as the young woman and the old
looked at each other in eager
expectancy.
II need not have worried about
her after ALL" thought Grandma
Holworthy with sigh of salts
faction. II hear you have been
business woman" she said
aloud.
81 have worked in an office
for years" the other toold her.
VERY hard. monotonous sort Of
work-purely mechanical. No, I
The Washington times., 1926-03-23

She haunts me always!'
Then why not try to think of
her as a friend?"
"A friend?' asked Agnes Mil
ton in cold voice.
Certainly! And who could be
a dearer friend? For have you
not taken up the work she had to
leave? Have you not contracted
to make James Milton "a happy
contented man-adminiSter to his
comfort. and take his lonely lit
tie daughter to your heart?
Exacting job
The young woman looked at
her with startled eyes:
I'm not attempting to gloss
over the righteousness of your
position-it is the most exacting
job in the world, that OF being a
truly successful stepmother! But
the first step-the only one. is 10
take the dead wife's hand in
companionship and wholeearted
sympathy. You cannot expect
her dear ones to forget her be-
cause Of your presence---neYer to
mention her name
Suddenly Agnes Milton hid her
face in her hands and burst into
tears.
You make me see it also
differently" she sobbed. And
only this morning l took it down!"
TOOK what DOWN." asked
Grandma bewildered.
"Her picture--a little picture of
her in fancy dress-it hung there
by the mantel.'
The Washington times., 1926-03-23

"a presence" the other an
swered, and shivered ever so
slightly. ''I-you-will think me
queer, ] know, but feel an
usurper here. and interloper-1
really have no place. and should
never have come. Everything
speaks so plain of her--and it dis
tresses me to think Of her.
Most Livid
Why. have Oracle and her
Aunt Eunice-"
"Oh. no, they've been most
kind! And yet | feel that Oracle
does not like me. She looks into
my eyes, and thinks of her own
motherr'
II believe that you are allow
ing yourself to be a very foolish
and extremely selfish young
woman" said grandma.
How can you say that? A
flush sprang suddenly into Agnes
Millions pale young face.
Let us look at this matter
squarely," said grandma. tits
Gracie's mother of whom you
are always thinking-the first
mistress of the household. She
never lived here. and did not
know her, but / have heard that
she was very splendid woman.
charming and capable. Oracle and
are warm friends, you know,
and she has talked to me of
her mother. She was devoted to
her"
Agnes nodded mutely.
And are you not IL bit jealous
Ia bit afraid Of her--the poor
dead woman"
The Washington times., 1926-03-23
Romance of Girl Who Was Forced Into a LOyeless
Marriage by Family That Thought Only in
Terms of Luxury

ungrateful attitude for the joys
that have been ours.
so write to me, Ramon, and
tell me you're happy--tell me you
understand. You know in your
heart as well as that this end,
had to be.
For you it is much better.
You are worth a more substantial
relation than / can offer. You
are better free Of me. Don't you
see thise If not noW-you will.
/ hope So
She mailed this. She felt re-
heved--a warm and aching relief.
The same morning that Sandy
mailed this letter. she received
one.
Slowly the blood went burning
to her cheeks. She wondered If
there were some way she could
intercept her own message :
keep him from reading it. Her
fright returned.
This was the letter Ramon
wrote: n
''I am going away, dearest Of
mine, for little while. Because
don't want to make things hard
for you. And because 1 cannot
remain within travelling distance
and keep away from you. I've
got to put the wide ocean be.
tween US.
sim going. hoping for you,
waiting for you, living for you.
As long as have this much /
won't despair. When / left you
the other night and you seemed
so burdened, so anxious to be free
Even little glad to have me
gone-that night for a few hours
was determined TO get out OF
your way and in such, a manner
that never could bother you
again.
Then / began TO consider your
side OF IL how worried YOU
are-how much you have at stake
and remembered your
lips on my eyes. ] think this kept
me from the madness. believe
you care for me. You must.
Don't you Write and tell me
that l count for something In
your thoughts that you love me
you want nne-tllat some day
well be together and it will be
for always.
81 go away, believing this
counting on this dreaming OF
this in every waking hour. You
are all of life to me. would
suffer pain, inconceivable pain, to
make you. happy would
be glad to do this.
Life would be utterly meaning.
less to me with the hope and the
dream of you gone, Sandy-what
a power-what terrific power
YOU have over me! When you
flash otN sometimes the way you
do-when you fling from me with
that quick. determined step of
The Washington times., 1926-03-23

His saIlow face redeemed
Slowly he raised his lids, facing
her with malicious CLEAN: You
have things to conceal. my DEAR
Whether have things to con
.ceal or to Haunt IS NOT and
won't be any concern Of yours.
She now sluffIed the letters
hastily Ramon would have re.
ceived that first letter Of hers
that letter Of final parting He
would have had time to answer
But there was no envelope ad.
dressed to Sandy. Because she
was now violently excited. she
stood there. passing the let.sfs
back and forth in her hands.
Murrillo stopped down: Are
you disappointed, my dear2'
she BIT her lips, put all the
letters in the pocket Of her
sweater, showed the hair from
her forehead. sYes-a w d y -
when I'm unlucky enough to en-
counter your
She walked quickly through
The Washington times., 1926-03-23
Author of .sChickie," "Ann,"
Ann and Phir' and
Nora Lee.
By Elenore Meherin.


CHE sat at a little table IN the
~ room where she now slept. Tie
door vas locked. The emerald set
on white biotter shone and glinl-
mered.
Sandy wrote. She picked up
the ring, pressed its cool. CLASSY
surface against her lips. A
mournfuI way for things to end
romance that she fancied treading
so insoIently. going only gay.
beautiful ways.
She wrote-page and pages, re
calling all the generous, happy
things he had done for her,
thanking him many times. All
through the sentences went
note of finality; sad note of
inevitable parting. On the last
page it was no longer q mood of
tender regret. 1t took form in
love the ring, Ramon. and
I'll always love remembering you.
have no shame and no regret
for the things that have been
between us. know now-and
your greatness taught ii to me-
all the fine, beautiful phases of
life that are closed to me. They're
closed ultimately I'm not going
Ito try to seize again For / see
the futility and the madness OF
this. thought could take
gaily- joy0usly. / can't. No one
The Washington times., 1926-03-23
Now Go On With the Story

can unless they are very callous.
II said / had no regret.
should say none but one. It is
for you. You tell me that last
year when this began was mar
ried and so / have no right now
to end it. That is true.
turned to you and took advantage
of you. rejoicing in all your good
ness. perhaps because needed
it. so much. i never thought to
give you a hurt that you can't
seem to master.
Going on with It wouldn't alter
this. We can't go on with 1t.
Things that are stronger than our.
selves interfere. You know this
And that's why it's so much bet
ter that we part now while there
is still beauty in the feeling we
have for, each other. than to go
on becoming more and more hope
less more and m6re resentful un-
til finally we would hate the
thought of each other.
Il wish that you could be con-
tent with friendship. Wig need
we blot each other out of exist
ence because one relation between
US has failed? II gave anything
to you why can we not think Of
each other kindly and happily?
Why can we not be glad for what
we've had and meet like friends
who no longer travel the same
road but whose paths cross now
and again for blitl1e hour OF
happy remembering? Because we
were once so much TO each other.
is it necessary that being less
than this all. we must be moth
ing? That is petty way--an
The Washington times., 1926-03-23

it had always been-wait, wait,
wait.
Gently she took his great rough
hand between her own fragile
palms. Tears weIled into her eyes
as she answered, II cannot an
swer you, Doctor Bill; something
tells me to wait just a little
longer must heed the voice
of my heart. But it is hard,
very hard. for me to deny you
who are deserving of so much"
/ He patted her hand reassuring-
ly. Take your time, dear" said
DIR. Bill. You know / am al
ways waiting"
When the doctor had descend
ed the winding trail. to be swal-
lowed up by the woods. Lillian's
eyes turned back to the miles on
miles Of rolling woods sweeping
away from the base of the cliff
on which House o. Dreams stood
How the prospect reminded her
of life, she thought whinsically.
unvarying. monotonous. with the
impenetrable mist curtain lying
like her future before her. Out
The Washington times., 1926-03-23

: of that mist would come, some
day, her destiny.
All these years, winter and
summer, Lillian had sat out her
leisure hours with this vista at
her feet. AS young woman In
her twenties, friendless, without
kin in the world, she had come
here to find forgetfulness. She
had been engaged to marry
Stephen Duane, in those far off.
happier times-big, irresponsible,
reckless Stephen. who must
always be securing the globe TO
open up new lands and seas.
my last expedition, dear" he
had promised. Then my wan
derings are over, and settle
down to be happy with you.
He had gone off, eXuberantly
boyish. to explore the head
waters of the Amazon River, and
been swallowed up. Years had
passed. one, two, then three,
with no word from the i'll
starred party. A rescue expedi.
ton, five years later, had found
his diary, his rifle and kit, off