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VOL. XLII
I GRAHAM CHURCH DIRECTORY.
Baptist—N. Main sfc.—Ju. W.
Boae, Pastor.
Preaching services every first
Mid Third Sundays at 11.00 a. m.
and 7 .J0 p. m.
Sunday School every Sunday at
9.41 a. m.—C. B. Irwin, Superin
tendent.
Graham Christian Church—N. Maiu
Street—Bev. J. J?. Truitt.
Preaching services overy Sec
ond and fourth Sundays, at li.ou
Saaday School every Sunday at
10.00 a. m.—B. L. Henderson, Super
intendent.
New Providence Christian Church
' —North Main Street, near Depot
lie v. J. G. Truitt, Pastor. Preach
ing every Second and Fourth Sun
day nights at 8.00 o'clock.
Sunday School every Sunday at
$.46 a. m.—J. ▲. Bayliff, Superin
tendent.
Christian Endeavor Prayer Meet
ing every Thursday night at 7.45.
o'clock.
Friends—North of Graham Pubr
lie School—J .Robert Parker, Pas
tor.
Preaching every Sunday at 11 a.
m. and at 7.30 p. m.
Sunday School every Sunday at
10,00 a. m.—James Crisco, Superin
tendent.
Methodist Bpiscopai, aouth—cor.
Main and Maple St„ H. E. Myers
Pastor.
Preaching every Sunday at 11.00
a. m. and at 7.30 p. m.
Sunday School every Sunday at
•.46 a."m.—W. B. Green, Supt.
Methodist Proteatant—College
St., West of Graham Public School,
Bev. O. B. Williams, Pastor.
Preaching every First, Third and
Fourth Sundays at 11.00 a. m. and
. every First, Third, Fourth and
Fifth Sundays at 7.00 p. m.
Sunday School every Sunday at
0.46 a. in.—J. 8. Cook, Supt.
Presbyterian—Wst Elm Street—
Bev. T. M. McConnell, pastor.
Sunday School every Sunday at
0.46 a. m.—Lynn B. Williamson, Su
perintendent
Presbyterian (Travqra Chapel)—
J. W. Clegg, pastor.
Preaching every Second and
Fourth Sundays at 7.30 D. m.
Sunday School every Sunday at
•.30 p. m.—J. Harvey White, Su
perintendent
Oneida—Sunday School every
Sunday at 2.30 p. m.—J. V. Pome
roy, Superintendent
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THE ALAMANCE GLEANER.
Group of Young Patriots
The Old Color-Bearer
T)inpugh the city's crowded highways,
Marches on the color-bearer;
Whits his hair falls to his shoulders.
White as Colorado's mountains.
Proud he bears aloft the standard.
Proud he bore it In tha Sixties;
Kenesaw and Lookout Mountain,
High above the clouds It floated.
Heed, ye young men, heed the lesson.
Keep untarnished all Its glory;
Glory kindling first at Concord,
Spreading West to far Malolos.
Heed yel Heed ye well the lesson!
Grow not up untrained for battle; -
Sell ye not your precious
For a sordid mess of pottage.
Chant our epio, fellow-patriots.
Firmly weld the new-come aliens;
Tell of Frescott, Kale and Reynolds,
Ouster, Bsnchley and young Cheney.
Thus will all the wars and rumors
Fade away as fades the twilight.
True to all our fathera died for.
Firm we'll maroh adown tha ages.
—G. W. Taylor In Uncle Sam's Magasln
MEMORIAL DAYS
OF PAST YEARS
/ . ACRILEGB, we would have
• • W called tt in my girlhood,
to hare failed to fire
rery able assistance In
celebrating Memorial day," aald a
woman of middle age. "There waa,
flrat of all, the delight of gathering
the flower*. How eagerly we watched
the bushes, hoping that the loTelleat
blooms would open In time, or delay
their coming till the great day. Peo
nlea we could count on. Bnowballa
helped, despite tl\plr droopiness, and
Spires waa always to be had. We
gasped in admiration over Miss Amy'*
contributions of exquisite garlands of
the pliable bridal wreath, with touches
of srirlet columbine, or the faint pink
of wild honeysuckle clustered here and
there, but we could nerer evolve any
thing half so lovely. They were at
once our joy and our despair."
Boys were useful when it came to
wild-flower gathering, even if picking
garden posiee waa not their forte.
They knew where early laurel and wild
azalea were to be found and they
oould be trusted to bring home colum
bine, wild geranium and buttercups.
For there never was a Memorial day
with too many flowers. There waa
the town hall to decorate, where the
veterans assembled for a brief ses
sion before the march to the ceme
tery. The a. A. R. ladles aaw to that,
and beautiful it was to childish eyes
when, brave with bunting and odorous
with flowers, you saw it the night
before, under the shelter of mother's
enfolding gingham apron.
There is only one proper sort of
bouquet for village Memorial day, and
lorry would one woman be should she
ever see it superseded by anything
modern. An up-to-date florist would
be horrifled at lta make-up and bewail
its lack of grace; an artist nflght
take it aa a horrible example of crud
ity of color scheme. But to many, the
still, tightly-tied bunch of posies, con
ical, or bullet-shaped, or flattened Into
a parti-colored disk, means mingled
pathos and pleaaure. To the making
of these nosegays went all the patience
and the primitive taste of the grown
daughters of the household. There
must be a rosebud for the center,
grown in the house—for garden roMs
were still sleeping, and florists were a
needlesa luxury in the town of glsl
hood days—and brought to punctual
perfection by much watering and sun
ning. Then In exact order of preee
dence, circle upon circle, came spice
pinks, white or pale mauve, mock or
ange, candytuft, pansles, purple and
yellow, with an encircling fringe of
lilies of the valley. And arosnd all,
emphasizing the color scheme, was tfcs
green and roee geranium leaves or the
striped slendernees of ribbon grass.
It was redolent of spicy sweetness
and of loving care, even If It were not
artistic, this Decoration day bouquet,
and no debutante ever bore her or
chids more proudly than did youthful
volunteer soldier boy or tottering
veteran the posy of daughter or sweet
heart.
There was one corner Just by the
first church where every extra bunch
of flowers fqpnd Its way. There, In
charge of the minister's wife, they
Beat Thing for a HllMoua Attack.
"On account of my confinement
in the printing office I have for
years been a chronic suffere from
indigestion and liver trouble. A
few weeks ago I had an attack
that was so severe that I was not
able to go to the case for two days.
Failing to get any relief from any
other treatment I took three
Chamberlain's Tablets and the next
day I felt like a new man," nays
H. C. Bailey, editor Carolina News,
Chapin, 8. C. Obtainable every
where.
were ranged in bowls. In case any sol
dier be forgotten. Should there be
any such, away raced Tom or John
ny, Will or Prank, or tomboy Nell, If
the boys had all followed the drum
corps, to supply the lack, glad »o be of
use on this day of days, and pleased
With the grateful "Thank you" of the
incipient. "One Memorial day, a trag
laday that I shall never forget," said
thjb lady of the letter, "grandmother
that I should help make Un
cle Henry's bouquet, an honor that
seldom fell to an eight-year-old. To
gether Aunt Emily and I constructed
the masterpiece, a triumph In bouquet
building, for the climbing rose bloomed
early that year, and our scheme was
simple yellow and white. But Memo
rial day morning brought some child
ish ailment, and when Uncle Henry,
resplendent In his uniform as a cap
tain of volunteers, and carrying a silk
flag just presented to the company,
rode up to the door for his flowers, he
found a weeping small girl clutflllng
the bouqUet and pushing away the
sticky balsam remedy that was grand
mother's panacea fpr all aches.
"In an Instant be was off his horse
and down on his knees, spoon In hand,
coaxing me to obedience. In a frantic
attempt to be good I Jarred his elbow,
and the contents of the tablespoon
splashed down over his spotless uni
form and Ufa shimmering red, white
and blue of the banner. In the gen
eral confusion that followed, the whits
and yellow pyramid got badly dam
aged, and all that I recall of the re
mainder of that holiday Is the quiet
haven of a big toft-poster In a raft
ered room, and a comforting grand
mother, who read me to sloep out of
her Illustrated Bible.
Parades were personal affairs in
those days. Every other man In the
procession was a friend, or at least
an acquaintance. You knew even the
distinguished gentlemen In the car
riages. In the first rode the squire
and the First church minister, escort
ing the orator of the day, Hon. Mr.
Brown, congressman of the district.
Judge Smith and the school superin
tendent, with the editor of the" Daily
News, came next, and so on down the
line of leßser notabilities. Cheers were
loudest when the crippled, age-worn
veterans rode by, In the village band
wagon, followed by Orand Army men
who were still able-bodied. A goodly
array they presented |n that decade.
More than half have gone since.
Every man who could hobble held
his place in the line till the cemetery
was reached. There was a thrill In
every blue coat. In each bit of tarn
ished metal, a story In the empty
sleeve, a tale of adventure In halting
step and twisted back. Dull Run and
Chancellorsvllle, Gettysburg and An
tletam, were near at hand when the
thin blue columns passed us by. At
the end of the company, the last man
of all In the procession, one girl knew,
there came Inevitably German Charlie,
general utility man in the newspaper
office, so bent and crippled by wounds
and rheumatic pains that his treacher
ous legs could not be relied on to keep
time to the martial strains of the band.
But he plodded along, eyes shining
under his service hat brim, a posy In
bis button-hole, a loyal veteran of the
Union army he had enlisted In when
a boyish Immigrant, proud to the core
of his uniform and his right to wear It.
German Charlie has gone, and so
have moat of the men who marched
with him; and so, alas, has some of
the spirit they kept alive.
DECORATION DAY
Flag* and the band and marching—
Of faithful veteran feet.
Fathers, young men and children
With voices shrill and sweet;
And Lincoln's spirit marching In every
shining line.
And Lincoln's pease and freedom lit with
the smile divine!
Flags and the band end marching—
Banners that proudly wave,
. May green upon th«* meadows
1 And on the soldier's crave;
The boys In blue are ashes 'neath the
lilacs on their so*J,
But their souls are free forever with Lin
coln and with Oodl
and th* band and marching—
And *hs drum belt's steady throb,
T»n above. O robin,
To drown a sudden sob?
The Isurel wreath for heroes dead! And
a ch*er for sll the brave
Who marth with IJncoln's soul today to
liberate and save!
—Martha Gilbert Dickinson Blanchi.
Ts Cure a Cold la OM I>ay.
Take Laxative Brorao Quinine
Tablet*. All druggiata refund the
money If It faila to cure. E. W.
Orove'a aignature ia OD each box.
IS centa. adv
Speaking of the presidency,
where is Perpetual Candidate
Gene Debs? That perpetual
favorite son, Albert B. Cummins,
has been heard from.
GRAHAM, N.C., THURSDAY, MAY 4, 1916
MEMORIAL
Gather the garlands rare today.
Snow-white rosea and roeee red;
Gather the fairest flowers of Mar.
Heap them upon the heaps of clay,
Gladden the craves of the noble dead.
This dsy tha friends of the soldiers keep.
And they will keep It through all the
years,
To the silent olty where soldiers sleep
Will come with flowera, to watch and
weep
And water the garlands with their tears.
—Cy Warman.
THOUGHTS ON
MEMORIAL DAY
DECORATION day, day of flags,
and flowers, and green, grass
covered graves. Decoration
day, the time of cobs and
tears, of prayers, and memories, and
smiles. Decoration day!
It oomes only once a year, this brave
holiday, on the boundary line between
May and June, spring and summer
time. Schools give a holiday and
banks close. Business is shut tfp, and
the tired worklngman hangs a flag,
out over his porch, and rests. Old
soldlere, tottering on canes, soldiers
bent and white-headed, waiting for
the last "taps" to be sounded, get out
their suits of blue and gray, covered
with tarnished gold lace and brass
buttons, and hobble to the cemetery
to lay a wreath on some comrade's
last resting place.
It Is a beautiful thing to think of a
nation celebrating a day—setting It
apart from alt others—for the pur
pose of honoring the nation's heroes.
I was sitting In a trolley car when
a lady entered—a woman no longer
very young, with a pale, sorrowful
face. She wore expensive black, and
her two carefully glovsd bands held a
huge dewy mass of roses. Like an
oasis In a desert they filled the dusty
city air with sweetness and color. In
a little while a small newsboy dragged
himself up the step and presented a
grimy transfer to the conductor.
"I round It," he confided loudly to a
man seated near the door. Then he
tramped down the aisle, and climbed
up on the seat next to the lady.
"Them flow'rs are swell," he told her
In a sort, wondering tone or voice. "I
never saw any Ilka 'em betore." Rev
erently he touched the nearest blos
som with moist, grimy fingers.
The lady moved down on the seat,
putting several feet ot space between
herself and the email Intruder.
"Don't touch them!" she ordered
crossly.
Several blocks farther on she got
out, her arms full of her fragrant bur
den. With halting toostsps and tear
filled eyes, she turned In at a great
marble-columned cemetery gate. Sbs
waa taking her roses to lay on the
grave ot some loved dead one. I was
sorry tor tbe woman; but I could not
help thinking ot the little newsboy. Hs
was very much alive, and a single
flower would have meant paradise to
him.
I know a girl who bad a very dear
trlend —a friend who meant mors to
her than I could possibly put Into
words. One day, the trlend died and
lert ber plunged In grlet. A year after,
the dead girl's birthday came around,
and the day before the anniversary I
happened to meet my trlend on the
street. We went to tea together. I
did not apeak to the absent one, but
suddenly, as we sat quietly gating out
ot the window, the girl began to talk.
"Margaret," she said, "something
has been bothering me. I want to aak
you It I'm doing right."
"Perhapa I won't help any. I'm not
so good st advice—but go on."
"You see, It's this way," she told me.
"Tomorrow Is Alice's birthday—the
first blrthdsy when we haven't been
together for ten years. I had earned
five dollars—lt seemed more personal
that way—and I was going to buy
flowera for her grave. I waa Juet on
my way to the fiorlat to order them
when I mot a woman I know—a wom
an who used to waah for us. Mar
garet, you should have aeen her. Her
eyes were large and black and her
cheeks were perfectly hollow. I asked
her what was tbe matter, and she said
she wss hungry. Hungry? She was
starving! And so were the threa chil
dren that belonged to her! Wsll, I
told her that I would find some work
tor her todsy, and then I gave her all
the money 1 had. It was only after
she had left me that 1 remembered
Alice's flowers—l can't get them now.
Do you think that she'll mind—very
much ?"
"Mind?" I groped blindly tor words.
"Mind? Ot course not! She would
be glsd snd thankful ir she only
knew."
Do yon think to too, frienda of mine?
One day this week I felt rather blue
and unhappy. It «M a dark. (loom?
day, with a biting wind coming around
the bleak cornera and a heavy rain
that fell drenchlngly to the ground—
a (toady downpour of big aplaahlng
dropa. Somehow the world Inalde my
office aeemod very lonely and gray. 1
bad a headache, my work bad been
going badly and I waa rather dlacour
aged. When the mall came In—a big
package of letter* to be opened—l waa
not mach cheered. But my apecUtl
guardian waa on doty that lay.
When 1 cut the flrat envelope, I found
a plain little letter, written In pencil
H'hoeplag Coagb.
"When my daughter had whoop
ing cough she coughed so hard at
one time that she had hemorrhage
of the lungs. I was terribly alarm
ed about her condition. Seeing
Chamberlain's Cough Remedy so
highly recommended, I got her a
bottle and it relieved tne cough
at once. Before she had finished
two bottles of this remedy she waa
entirely weU," writes Mrs. S. P.
Grimes, Crookaville, Ohio. Ob
tainable everywhere.
on cheap paper, by an unknown lady,
old enough to be my grandmother
But the words, lightly written in at)
old-fashioned hand, fell aeross my
heart like a ray of golden sunshine,
through the grayneaa of tha rain.
"Dear Friend," read tha latter, "1
have been seeing your pieoes in the
Christian Herald for soma time, and
I made up my mind to write to you.
Some people believe in keeping their
kind word* and their flowers and their
love until a person is dead. But I
don't. I want you to know, right now.
that you've cheered me up lots of
times, and that I like your stories and
that I like you."
Now, I don't want you to think that
I am disapproving of Decoration day.
The world is stupid enough and mat
ter-of-faet enough to forget easily the
heroes who He In our cemeteries. But
we should consider the living, too. Let
us plaoe roses over the little green
mounds, but don't let us overlook the
pleading child-hands thai are stretched
out for their sweetness. While we
honor the memory of those beautiful
spirits that have passed from us, let
us not forget the living, breathing
souls that need our help.
It la not necessary to save all the
flowers, the kind words and the kisses
until lips and hearts and minds are
cold and dead.—Margaret E. gangster,
Jr., in the Christian Herald.
UNITY OF NATION PROVED
Great Southerner Long Ago Pointed
Out How Complete Has Been
Its Reetorstlon.
From an address delivered by Henry
Watterson at tha National cemetery,
Nashville. Tenn.. Decoration day, 1877.
We are assembled, my countrymen,
to commemorate the patriotism and
valor of the brave men who died to
save the Union. The season brings Its
trlbnte to the scene; pays Its homage
to the dead; Inspires the living. There
are Images or tranquillity all about
as;. In the calm sunshine upon the
ridges; In the tender shadows that
creep along the streams; In the wav
ing grass and grain that mark God's
love and bounty; In the flowers that
bloom over the many graves. There
Is peace everywhere in this land to
day.
Peace on the open seaa, .
In all our sheltered bays and ample
streams.
Peace where er our starry bannsr gleams.
And peace In every breese.
The war la over. It Is for us to
bury Ms passions with Ita dead; to
bury them beneath a monument raised
by the American people to American
manhood and the American system,
In order that "the nation shall, under
Ood, have a new birth of freedom and
that government of the people, by the
people, and for the people shall not
perish from the earth." „
The Union Is, Indeed, restored when
the hands that pulled down that (lag
come willingly and lovingly to put It
np again. I corps with a full heart
and a steady band to salpte the flag
that floats above me —my flag and
your flag—the flag of the free heart's
hope and home —the star spangled
banner of our fathers—the flag that,
uplifted triumphantly over a few brave
men, has never been obscured, des
tined by the Ood of tha universe to
waft on Its ample folds the eternal
song of freedom to all mankind, em
blem or the power on earth which Is
destined to exceed that on which It
was said that the sun never went
down.
IMPRESSING YOUNQ AMERICA
Wasn't Th«t tort
Experience does not (how that the
strength of the domestic affections la
Impaired by tba long aeparatlona un
avoidably Incident to war. On one oc
caalon a private aoldler aaid to (Jen
eral Tbomaa: "General, I want to go
bone and aee my wife."
"How long la It alnce you have teen
her?" aaked the general.
"Over three months."
"Three montha," replied Thomas.
"Why, I haven't Been my wife for three
years."
"TbU nay be ao," admitted the sol
dier, "bat, yoa aee, general, my wlfa
and me ain't that sort."
How Mr*. Harrod ;ot Hid of ll' r
Mtomach Trouble.
I "I suffered with stomach trouble
for years and tried everything 1
heard of, but the onljr relief I got
was temporary until last Spring 1
saw Chamberlains Tablets adver
vertiaed and procured a bottle of
them at our drug store. 1 got im
mediate relief irom that tlreadful
heaviness after eating and from
pain in the stomach," writes Mrs.
Linda Harroa, Fort Wayne, Ind.
I Obtainable every wljere.
§THE REVEILLE
■ X ' * Hark l I hear the tramp of thousand»,
And of armed men the hum;
Lol a nation's hosts have gathered ...JJU' %'f
, Round the quick alarming drum— '
'•*' '? • Shying, "Come,
Freemen, comet •.-V
tn your heritage be wasted," said the quick alarming drum*
- _ ■ N-'+Ji •'
me of my heart take counsel; [
War is not of life the sum; >'
TT/to riay and reap the harvest
When the autumn days shall comef
But the drum
, Echoed, "Come!
Death, shall reap the braver harvest," said the solemn-sounding drum,
"But when won the coming battle,
What of profit springs therefrom f
TTAai if conquest, subjugation,
Even greater ills become f"
Butjhtfrum
Answered, "Comet
You must do the sum to prove it," said the Yankee-answering drum.
• "What if, 'mid the cannons' thunder,
Whistling shot and bursting bomb,
When my brothers fall around me,
Should my heart grow cold and numbf
But the drum
Answered, "Comet
fitter there in death united, than in life a recreant—ComtF*
Thus they answered—hoping, fearing,
Some in faith, and doubting some,
Till a trumpet-voice proclaiming,
Said, "My chosen people, comef * r ""^
Then the drum,
Lot was dumb,
For the great heart of the nation, throbbing, answered, "Lord, ws comet"
—BRET if ARTE.
LITTLE LEFT OF
OLD APPOMATTOX
SOP.DIEUB of 1805 who revisit
the town of Appomattox llnd
that the half-century which has
done so much for their country
has done nothing for the hamlet made
famous by the great event of Lee's
surrender.
Indeed, the place has gone back
ward In flrty years. Its houses have
rallcn Into decay or havo disappeared,
and Its fields have grown up to pine.
The village or Appomattox Court
house was nover a considerable set
tlement. Llko many another county
seat In the South, It had Its origin in
a courthouse, a jail, a tavern, a house
or two and a blacksmith shop—a con
ter to which the Inhabitants of a rural
district could gome at intervals to
transact legal business.
A visitor to Appomattox Courthouse
now called In that neighborhood—must
be disappointed, unless he has the
faculty of visualizing the momentous
events that took place thcro, and near
there. In April, 18tiK.
The court building had then stood
there hair a century. About 18U0 It
waa burned. Today the square In which
the old courthouse stood Is covered
with the debris ot the lire, but out ot
the wreckage trees have grown up
as companions to those that shaded
the old courthouso before the fire.
The village that clustered around
the courthouse has nearly disappeared.
Four old frame structures have sur
vived fire, storm and neglect, but these
are sagging and out ot Joint and seem
soon to pass away. One or two or
these houses are tenantless. Tbo tav
ern, once the Appomattox hotel, is the
bome of. a farmer and the overseer
r "of _abol,soo acres of adjacent laud
now owned by Col. George A. Armes, a
retired tofllcer or the United Htatet
army, who lives In Washington. An
other bouse Is occupied by a small
rarmer who has not dwelt long In that
part or the stale.
The Surrender house, the McLean
house, lu which General Grant and
his staff mot Loo and his military sec
retary. is not there. It was a broad
fronted brick bouse with a covered
porch across the rront, with tbo en
trance in the middle and a hallway
through the center.
The bouse was torn down In 1892
It was proposed to* reconstruct It a',
the World's fair In Chicago, but aftei
the demolition or the house the plsr»
was carried no turther, presumably
tor lack or fund*. The piles of brick
and lumber that bad been the houso
are rotting In the garden. There ha*
been some talk or a patriotic society
building the bouse on Its old site.
An Interesting personal story goof
with the history or the Surrender
house. It was the home or William
McL«an, who had moved to Appomat
toi trom tbe vicinity of Hull Hun, to
avoid the scenes or war that destroyed
the peace and safety or his family In
1861.
Mclyoan waa a farmer, then living In
a frame bouso near Manassas on the
road leading to lllacklmrn.* Ford', or.
Hull Hun, July 18 the Ilrat lighting
between the troop* of Gen. Irwlfi Mc-
Dowell and Gen. G. T. Beauregard look
place at that ford, and General Beauro
gard took up his headquarters In the
McLean houae. A shell from a Union
battery (truck the houae.
After the battle of Bull Bun, July 21,
1861, McLean and his family moved to
upper Fauquier county. Ho ne*t moved
to Lunenburg county. War followed
him. Then, declaring that he would
English Spavin Li nun not re
moves Ilanl, Soft and Callous**!
Lumps and Blemishes from homes;
also Blood Spavins, Curbs, Splints,
Sweeney, King Bone, Stifles,
Sprains, Swollen Throats, Coughs,
etc. Save SSO by use of one hot.
tie. A wonderful Blemish Cure.
Bold by Graham Drug Company
adv
take bis family go far from the fighting
grounds that war wonld not further
trouble them, he rented a house In the
hamlet of Appomattox. Fate made thta
house the Surrender houso.
The McLean houae near Manassas
long ago was a ruin, but another house
near It. which Beauregard also uied
an headquarters, Is often erroneously
pointed out as the McLean houae.
McLean's ion—J. Wllmer McLean—
Is a buslneus man In Manassai—a ham
let that Blnco the war has grown Into
a thriving town.
The table In the McLean bouse at
Appomattox on which the artlclea of
surrender wero written Is In the Na
tional museum at Washington. The
(lag of truce under wblch the negotia
tions betweoiTbrant and Leo were con
ducted I* also there, having been
loaned to that Institution by the wid
ow of George A. Custer. '
Colonel Whlttaker of Grant's staff,
who carried the flag, lives In Wash
ington and la expected to take part In
the celebration at Appomattox.
Ma J. George C. Rounds of Manaasas,
a Civil war veteran, resident since
the war at Manassas, who promoted
the llluo and Oray reunion on the field
of Bull Run, has promoted the coming
fraternal celebration at Appomattox.
Major Rounda haa been urging upon
the war department and congress for
years tho desirability of converting
tho battlefields of Bull Run Into a na
tional park. He also takes a keen In
terest In the future of Appomattox
Courthouse.
On the surrender ground la now a
denso pine growth. In which la the
only Important monument at Appomat
tox. It was erected by North Caro
lina, April 9, 1906.
Though the Appomattox Courthouse
Tillage of the Civil war period haa
practically rlliappeared, there la a nsw
and thriving town called Appomattox,
which Is now the county seat of Appo
mattox county. It la three mllea from
old Appomattox and la on the Nor
folk & Western railroad.
During the Olvll war there waa a
aiding on thin railroad called Appomat
tox station. It wag here that Cuater
with bis cavalry division got In front
of Tho place haa grown to ba
tho t ;wn which today la called Ap
pomattox.
When tho old court building waa de
stroyed by Are, the courthouse waa re
built at Appomattox station.
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JOHN REDMOND
Denounces Sinn Fein Revolt In
Ireland.
L_ i
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Photo by American Preta Aaaoclatlon.
John Redmond and Sir Edward Car
son although of opposing politic*
faiths, have Joined hands in denounc
ing the rebellion In Dublin. Redmond
hopes no newspapers or nubile men
will use the event as a political we*
pon.
SLAYS BRIDE: JSOON CAUGHT
Man Shoot* Wife Beeauss
She R*fu(*d to Llvs With Him.
A brutal wife murder jtaa en
acted In Allentown, Pa® when
Jonas Probst, a weaver employed al
tbe Kexall Knitting mill, formerly a
steel worker at Bethlehem; twenty
three years old, shot and killed Jennie
Brobst, aged nineteen, his bride ot
less than a year.
Tha woman waa Instantly killed by
two revolver bullet* fired into hei
breast. Brobst lied, but was caught
two hour* after the a boo ting.
A man hunt was Instantly begun by
Chief of Police Bernhart, all the aiv
thorttles assisting.
Brobst waa caught by Constable
Harry Stoneback, one of the poese ol
searchers, who knew him by sight
after beating tbe woods
for two bourn, visited Mlchley's hotel,
four mile* north, when Borbst entered
the barroom.
Fearing a lynching, the officers hus
tled Brobst to jail by a round-about
route.
WON'T FREE FILIPINOS
House Votes Agslnst Plan to Liberate
Them in Four Years.
Bitting as a committee of tbe wholes
the house voted, 193 to 151, to elimin
ate the provision of the Philippines
bill, authorizing the president to grant
Independence to the Islands In foul
year*.
Thla was accepted as meaning d»
feat for the section on a final vote.
On tbe c-lglitcenth anniversary ol
the battle of Manila bay the Philip
pine Independent!; bill was taken up
in the house by unanimous consent.
Tin re was no resort to a spec ial rule.
The debate began under an agree
ment between D mocrats and Republi
can* for eight-hours, providing that at
the conclusion of the general debate
the Clarke amendment for Independ
ence within four years should be taken
up for a vote first of all.
Defending the Clarke amendment,
Representative Jones, author of tbe
bill, declared that tbe choice presented
to the senate was between a vague,
indefinite, meaningless and almost In
conceivable proposition and an honest
effort to redeem the solemn promises
of the Democratic party.
BABY DROWNS IN WELL
Rope Break* with Reicuer and He Is
Almost Killed.
Beulah, seventeen months old,
daughter of John Hoch, was drown
ed In a well at the home of her par
ents In Allentown, Pa., and Charles
Sehelden. a neighbor, narrowly escap
ed the same fate in his efforts to res
cue the child.
Sehelden was lowered Into the well
and was being raised to the surface
with the child when the rope broke.
By the time the rescuers got another
rope and brought Sehelden and the
little girl to tbe surface, the latter
was dead and Sehelden was in such
an exhausted condition that It was
several hours before he was resusci
tated.
Devopment of the°German and
Mexicau crisis at the same time
indicates good team work for the
German spies in our midst.