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artiser-Gazette $ V mM THURSDAY J ^KTR, Proprietor. F l9 Seneca Street. '• « * at Geneva, V ^if^ondclM* matter. JOD as s« a \\^OTTIG COLUMNS '.toALL^^vHS any paper i inR PRINTING i JV P , ., w ,th neatness and des Sr^aV^ •rues. WHOLE NUMBER, 4174 \Eternal Vigilance is the Price of Liberty.\ NEW SERIES, VOL. LXX, NO, 27 EDGAB PABKEB, Prop'r. OLIVER PLOWS ® .. haVe just added to our line of hardware and ,ments a full line of Insecticides for spray- A few are mentioned below impw nig- K1LT0NE PRODUCTS or SPRAYING POTATOES Will Kill the Bugs, Tone Jhe Plants, Prevent the Blight and Increase the YieM. ACK LEAF n 40 \B is a spray highly recommended by experimental stations throughout the country for spraying against pear psylle, cabbage aphis, black cherry aphis, black peach aphis and soft bodied insects and grape leaf hoppers. We have a large stock of Arsenate of Lead, Paris Green, Blue Vitriol and Sprayers of all mas. WILLIAM WILSON foDWARE PLUMBING m FARMING IMPLEMENTS 0 & 485 EXCHANGE ST., GENEVA, N. Y. Armour's Fertilizers\ toclcrs srace ULFink Agent. Mellen bking Office and Fire Insurance. on Certificates. « Deposit Boxes •reign and Domestic Drafts ,ft an account and ?your bills by check. ttake chances with a We papers and in- i( * policies. a Safe Deposit ) $2 and $3 per . Mellen 24 Uden Street Geneva tes R. Vance *ILER MAKER, a eneva, N. Y. P JBradf 0rd Street ent CereaU Work Mr! near 8. ,n 9 a Specialty % ' re 0ai r h BEEN' ' Nl,,Ih \ l >oiler making 'U«ne s s l onger than 3iorit ^--a,_and my work od 3ta ' n ls made to wear *W l use the best material in the } )f H 'fc e mploy guaran competent boiler te e satisfaction. l rk to ° Urge, * J ob too Small ** Attention. '•H N i yT .^ e P h or •H v> one *n»J WlU Re \ tee % one i4 2 Re,i den „ ^dep.635 \Qeoce 655-C Nt S R.V\NCE. Gulvin's If you are looking for Tl\e Real Thing There is no need to go out of town for them. No store in the state can show a finer stock of Watches, Jewelry, Silver Ware ^ Cut Glass Ware Than this old store which is always up-to- date in every depart- ment. Again: You may have heard of low prices. You will have to come to No. 8 Seneca street to learn what good goods and low prices are. I shall not be afraid of your investigations. Just call and see. R. H. 6DLV1R 8 Seneca Street, Geneva, ^ JOS. F. DUFFY, Union BarberSbop 43 Seneca street, ^^SHAVING,^^ Hair Cutting, Shampooing By those WHO KNOW HOW A Good Judge Of Laundry Work comes to as every time. And this big town of ours is full of good judges—you're one of mem, of course. CITY East Castle Street. Phone 88. T. J. MASONS & CO C. H, McCumber> Piano Tuner, 64 Elm St. Qeneva* N. Y Will be pleased to give ^tewnoeyJronrnwnrof the b«rt muiioUuuun Gtaerft. FboatWl-^ w Q % > > < w I I Q > en o fad o > o u w CD TO M d CO & fad CD GENEVA, N. X., THURSDAY, JULY 2, 1914 $1.50 per Year, in Advance. **• *V&&G$BB30fS£~XAy_ ^- 4 J I i*. Has* V wide range of circulation in G-eriiva and the country surrounding, going into the homes of its patrons. It-is unitomuy clean, and speaks the truth. _ ? TO ADVETRTISERS Who wish to reach a class of paying customers we offer space in these|col- umns-a* reasonable figures. Call at theuoffice, or write. Home Phone 51 • o CO ••a S fad •T3 ! |***'* l >* l »»»'>»»»'»»il'Hifiti4iti»|i»fii*i The Wings of | the Morning (» *.* *.* i» i» i» | [ By PERLEY POORE SHEEHAN IJJ Copyright by Frank A. Miuisey Co. Coming of Dawn Sees a Tragedy Averted. » i< <t> •> * * * »»t»» »•> •!• »<•»»»»»» »»t<»•> » «. Clibourne Hall -was grandly sad and impressive even in the daytime. It was huge and square and had a col- umned porch. The live oaks that rear- ed above it and over it were heavy with gray beards of Spanish moss, and the double row of gnarled and snow white myrtle trees that led up -to the porch from the \big road,\ a quarter of a mile away, suggested the ghosts sad skeletons of the departed Cli- bourne slaves, still standing there in travesty of the old time magnificence. Not only had night fallen, but a drizzling, misty rain set in, when two horsemen, walking their horses side by side, turned into the Clibourne gate- way. \Bnr-r-r!\ exclaimed one. \It's like visiting a graveyard. Don't rec&on there's any mistake, do you?\ \Old . Jerry was too particular for that,\ replied the other. \The major .\OKIiT XESTEBDAY TOE STOOD HERB AND FLEDGED ONE ANOTHER.\ meant tonight, all right—'most impor- tant\ and things like that Don't give enough dinners nowadays to get mix- ed up.^ Look!\ The horses had advanced quickly with the nimble, prancing step of thor- oughbreds. Dimly at first, then with sudden brightness, all the windows on one side of the lower floor came into view. \Clibourne hall before the war,\ murmured the first speaker, \Mystery said his companion soft- ly. \Hello! Some one else.\ A. third rider_hgd enteral, .the avenue at a canter ana a moment later trrew rein just back of them. For a second or two they peered at each other through the gloom, then broke into greetings. \Good evenin', Tol. Good evenin', \Jes said the newcomer with a touch of excitement in his tones, \Major in- vite you all too?\ \Good evening, Bud,\ they answer- ed. \What's it all about?\ \Guess it's something about Hen,\ the newcomer whispered. \What about Hen?\ \Why Henry, down in New Orleans, he\—' Before the speaker could continue, there were two interruptions—first, the soft thud thud of another horse loping up the lane, and then, as their own horses ambled lightly into the. wide circle at the lane's end, by the opening of Clibourne hall's front door. Stand- ing there in the flare and flicker of a candelabrum which he held aloft was an old man—taU, straight and massive, but very gaunt and very white, their host for the night, Major Clibourne. \Genilemen he cried, \I welcome you! Here, you, Where's your man- ners?\ he demanded fiercely of an old\ negro who stood just back of him. \Look after those horses.\ The riders dismounted with a noisy assumption of good cheer. They were etill on the pprch shaking hands with the major and expressing their pleas- ure' at seeing him in such good health when the fourth guest arrived, and then a fifth. They were all youi^g'men from the surrounding country and in- timately acquainted with one another from childhood. \I little suspected rain when 1 asked you all to ride over as your fathers used to do,\ the major said. \But gentlemen, come In.\ Still carrying the candelabrum shoul- der high, he led the way through the broad hall to a sort of vast sitting room on the left, where there was a blazing fire. \Gentlemen said the major sol- emnly as they stood with filled glasses, \1 once had four friends—General Driggs and Captain Hall. .Tudge Sum- mers and Governor Kilpatrick. Only yesterday it seems we stood here and pledged each other's honor. \ As sons »f theirs, I ask you to do the same to- night.\ There was a moment of intense si- lence, broken only* by the purr and. Drackle of flames in the open fireplace-. The old major, straight and massive and gaunt, let his eyes flicker for a second or two into the eyes of each of his guests, but he did not smile. Jesse Driggs, florid, powerful, smooth shav- en; his brother Tol, thinner and more precise; Bud Hall, blond and romantic; lank Caryl Summers, and the sallow, mystic son of Kilpatrick, each met the glance in turn. \We all hope you'll live long to enjoy life, major,\ exclaimed Jesse Driggs, with a sudden return of his natural buoyancy. \The south,\ said Kilpatrick fervid- ly, \has none too many of your kind left, sir.\ @ \I knew that you gentlemen were all sons of your fathers,\ said the major, with a prophetic smile, \when you re- sponded so promptly to what must have struck you as my strange invita- tion. If folks have forgot the road to Clibourne hall It's my own fault. I haven't been hospitable. I've felt that my day was gone. And if I've called you all out on a night like this it was because of a special occasion. I crave your indulgence—for an old man's idea.\ \Why we were all just too glad to see you. ma tor,\ Jesse Driggs exclaim- A Dip in the Briny adds new life to anyone. Along the New England Coast and Long Island Shore ypu will find the finest of bathing beaches. Boston is the gateway to New England „and New York to Long Island Resorts. Both are best reached by the through trains of the New York Central Lines. LOW SUMMER. EXCURSION FARES For information about tickets, time o-f trains and 1©W excursion fares, consult local agent. ea. xae otuers •Bupportear tne asser- tion heartily. \I hope that your recollections of to- night,\ the major said, \will be no less glad\- \They will be,\ several interpolated. \And with that end In view I've ask- ed tjezebel to get us up a little dinner of the kind that used to delight us in the old 4ays. I dare say that it is ready now, although that rascal Jerry has failed to notify us. Let \is adjourn to the dining room.\ The dining room, like the other apart- ments of Clibourne hall, had gone into gentle decay. The red silk that had once adorned Its walls was tattered and stained. The two large portraits —one of the major In the pride and glory of a new gray uniform and an- other, very formal, but beautiful not- withstanding, of Mrs. 'Clibourne, who had died thirty years ago—were like- wise tarnished with age and neglect Yet Jezebel and Jerry, the two old servants, and possibly thte major him- self, had evidently done their best to give the plac6 an air of festivity. Here also was an open fire of hickory logs. There were a good many candles about. A good deal of the ruin was concealed by clumps of holly or the red and gold branches of sweet gum and oak. At the door stood old Jerry in an at- titude of respectful attention. He had donned a wrinkled dress suit of an- tique cut and a pair of white cotton gloves. Tol Driggs was the last to enter. \Jerry he .asked in a hurried whis- per, \what's this all about?\ The negro raised a look of agony. \God help us, sah!\ was all he said. It was 9 o'clock by the old hall clock when they sat down. The dinner was served with slow solemnity. And in spite of the' excellence of Jezebel's cooking, the senppernong wine, the sto- ries told with hardiness and skill by Jesse Driggs and the gallant, almost cheerful speech of the major, there kept recurring to the thoughts of more than one who was present—perhaps to all of them—a sense of vague impend- ing tragedy It was almost midnight' when Jerry, tiptoeing out of the room, closed the door behind him. ; Instinctively the five guests looked at their host -. \Gentlemen he said, \I've* summon- ed you all to do me a great favor. I've done it because ,of the names you bear. If the spirits of your fatflers are here with us tonight—and who can say that they are not?—they will look, I de- voutly believe, with approbation on what I am about t o say and on what I am about to do.\ He looked from one to the other, kindly, but searchingly, as though to detect any sign of weakness or dis- trust Then he drew a quick breath and said softly, \Henry is not here to- night\ W.or a moment no one spoke.. The ticking of the hall clock became a loud and important sound. Then Bud Hall, the romantic one, expressed himself with something like sorrowful remon- strance. \Henry's a mighty fine boy,-major.\ There was a murmur of approval. \I thank you, sir,\ the major replied. \I thank you all. I've never been per- suaded that his mother's hopes nor mine were vain. He may have gone wrong through kindness of heart or through thoughtlessness or through pride. I know that he expected to do great things for Clibourne hall. I be- lieve he wanted me to pass the remain- der of my days i n luxury. He told me 'SO.\ The major smiled. His guests sat watching him with strained attention. \Then there was that flurry in the cotton market—I used to be interested in the cotton market—and the usual dislocation, I suppose, of well laid plans. It used to be that way. I sup- pose it is the same today. And Henry is reported in the newspapers as being, short in his accounts some $7,000 or $8,000.\ The major drew from his pocket a small newspaper clipping, which he knew by heart, and looked at it as though to refresh his memory. \Bight thousand dollars.\ \It's a lie, sir,\ said Jesse Driggs earnestly. \1 swear it isn't true.\ ' \That's what I thought,\ replied the major blandly, with his eyes on Jesse. \That's what I thought, sir, and I ex- pressed this belief in a letter that I got off to Henry by the first post. \That was a week ago. He has not replied. I wrote again to summon him here tonight I can't believe they've put my boy in prison, and yet— \Gentlemen it has been an hdnored custom here in the south to die for honor's sake. There need be no scan- dal about it, no undue publicity. In spite of changing circumstances the old idea persists. It is right that it should persist. Honor must always remain more dear than life. You will forgive, me if I remind you of It. I have chosen to go on the field of hon- or. I appoint you my seconds and ex- ecutors. As your grandfathers used, to do and as your fathers would have done were they living now, you will see that the man who falls has a quiet and decent funeral. The $10,000 of in- surance money released by my demise you will use, t o correct my son's af- fairs.\ \Oh sir,\ cried Bud Hall, with tears in his eyes, \you're not .speaking of Belf destruction?\ \Dear boy,\ said the major kbidly,, \how like your father—the most terrible and tender hearted man I ever knew!\ He raised bis hand to command si- lence. \I have chosen a quick and manly way to die. Just spread the word that Major Clibourne of Clibourne hall, after dinner with a party of friends, dropped dead.\ \Let us,\ shouted several ha unison, \let us furnish the money!\ \Gentlemen said the major, \I thank vou from the bottom. Of. my Deposits made on or before Friday July 3d, will draw interest from July first Saturday, July fourth, being a legal holiday, this bank will be closed for the day. The Saturday Night Bank Geneva Savings Bank, 31 Seneca Street, Geneva, N.Y. BANKING HOURS—Daily 9 a. m. to 3 p. m.«-Saturdays 9 to 12 a. m., 7 to 9 p. m. heart. But why seek to prevent that, which is just and proper? I am an old man. My course is almost run. But if it still remains within my pow- er to keep my name untarnished why, thank God, I am willing! I know who'll be there to felicitate me on the other shore\— His eyes quavered in the direction of Mrs. Clibourne's por- traitj. but what he said was, \General Driggs and Captain Hall and Judge Summers and Governor Kilpatrick.\ For the flrsfe time there was a slight flaw in his voice, and he hastily added: \And now I believe I'd better bid you all good night\ He started around the table t o shake hands with each in turn. Jesse Driggs' face was congested with feelings he could not express. His brother Tol was frightened and white. The major shook hands In a fatherly way with them both. Bud Hall was crying, with a hand In front of his face. The major eyed him tenderly. \Goodby Bud,\ was all he said. The sallow and mystic Lance Kil- patrick stepped forward eagerly. \In God's name, si^' he whispered hoarse- ly, \my sister'll let me have all the money we need.\ The major smiled and passed on to Caryl- Summers, who stood lank and hollow eyed and open mouthed. The hall clock struck 12 implacably, with buzzing resonance. Jt. was the end of an old day and the beginning of a new. \ Tf I take the wings of the morn- ing' \— the major quoted softly as he gripped Caryl's hand. But into the face of the younger man there had come a change. His lank form was suddenly' tense. With a jerk, he threw back his head to listen. Then they all heard it—the rushing approach \of a motor. \He's coming!\ some one shouted. \It's Henry!\ And there was a clamor that resenfbled an old fashioned rebel yell. Caryl Summers still clung to the old man's hand. \Oh major, oh major,\ MAKING A BIG GUN One of the Amazing Conquests of Modern Engineering. 6j4«s<*' \OH MAJOK,\.HH GULPED, \ 'ON THE WINGS OP THE MORNING 1'\ he gulped, \ 'on the wings of the morn- ing—the wings of the morning!'\ The major didn't release his hand just • then. He needed the support it gave him. Dawn was breaking, pink and clear, when Major Clibourne and his son Henry bade their guests farewell. \It sure was a surprise, and I sure did~ enjoy it,\ said Henry. \Why I'm even glad now that the editor did get me mixed up with some one else.\ There were things about the party that Henry hadn't been told about, and he went on unsuspecting: *Tf my machinf had broken down another time it'd been a downright tragedy.\ \It sure Would, Hen,\ they agreed. And leaving him innocent of their meaning, they l'ode away, while father and son smiled at the prospect of a brighter day. / It Sure Is! Isn't it strange that with a world full of perfect babies there are no perfect ''men and women?—Woman's Home Companion. WEAPONS *WITH SHORT LIVES. 7 -• Th* Monstor Twelve Inch Rifles Are Useless After Firing a Hundred /Rounds, and That In Aotual Time of (Shell Passage Means Three Seconds. In the manufacture of big guns the engineer has eertainly' achieved some of his most daring conquests, for it is doubtful if there is anything more wonderfully fashioned or scientifically constructed than the monster weapons found on the latest battleships and in la?ge forts. From their muzzles they are capable of launching into space shells weigh- ing as much as half a ton at a speed of tM-ty-flve miles a minute, or 2,100 miles an hour. These death dealing missiles may be so designed .as to burst after they have forced their way tnrough a ship's side or immediately they strike an object or at some point during their flight. The big gun itself consists of sev- eral tubes, or cylinders, slipped over one another and named after the let- ters of the alphabet \A\ is inside and scorched by the powder gases. \B\ goes over \A and so on, the out- side tube of all being known as the jacket. Each separate tube, or cylinder, is fashioned in much the same way. In the case of the \A\ tube for a twelve inch gun a huge solid steel ingot is cast, weighing upward of thirty tons. The ends having been cut off, the in- got is mounted in a lathe, and a tube- like \trepanning\ borer removes a long core from the center. The ingot is then dismounted from the lathe and heated. A long, hollow bar somewhat smaller than the destined bore of the gun is passed through the central hole, and the ingot is placed under -a 2,500 ton forging press, which gradually thins and draws it out along the bar, which is kept cool by water circulat- ing through it. After being turned outside and bored Inside the tube has to be tempered, and this is done by dipping It into a tank filled with thou- sands of gallons of cottonseed oil. As it would be impossible to slip the \B\ and \C\ tubes over the \A\ tube when cold, this difficulty is got over by heating them. The work, however, re- quires great care and constant atten- tion. The heated cylinder, of course, decreases in length as well as in diam- eter as it cools, and, unless great pre- cautions are taken, it would naturally cool at the ends first, and^ cause the central part of the tube tt cool in a state of dangerous tension. To avoid such' a thing happening one part is cooled artificially by means of water jets, while the other portions ire heat- ed by gas flames. We now come to the wiring process. Layers of ribbon-like steel wire are wound outside the innermost cylinder but one, as metal arranged in this manner withstands,, bursting strains better than anything yet devised.^A twelve inch gun consumes no fewer than 120 miles of wire, one-quarter inch wide and one-sixteenth of an inch thick. That the shell may travel \business end\ foremost throughout its journey it must be given a twisting motion round its axis—in other words, be made to spin. TMs rotation prevents its turn- ing head over heels, as it undoubt- edly would do if not spinning, and makes it travel farther and more ac* curately. The spinning motion is brought about by rifling—the cutting of spiral grooves in the bore,. or in- side of the gun. This is done by a long, hollow steel rod, which carries three tools at the end and cuts three grooyes at once. As the rifling comes so near the, end of the manufacture of a big gun it must be conducted with' the great- est care, for a single badly cut groove would spoil the^gun, now representing perhaps $50,000 In work and material. Indeed, eAreme care and accuracy characterize every process In the mak- ing of heavy ordnance. The steel for the tubes is made carefully; the ingots are cast carefully and forged careful- ly. Every tube is bored and turned to ,±be five-hundredth part of an inch. Though a twelve inch gun is nearly twenty inches thick over the powder chamber, eacn or its various- 'jaeKets must have its proper tension in order to receive its fair share of the shock of explosion. Finally, there is the breechblock— the door through which the shell is in- serted. It moves on a hinge and Is a very massive affair, weighing about half a ton. Thanks to the presence of certain levers and the perfection of the workmanship, any one who has the knack can move it quite easily. It can be slammed and locked in about five seconds. The door gives entrance to the twelve foot chamber where the shell is placed. The active life of a gun is made up of the total of the very short periods occupied by the various shells passing through its bore. The bore of a twelve inch gun is about forty-five feet long, and the average rate at which the shell travels through it is halfway between no motion at all and the muz- zle velocity of, say, 3,000 feet per sec- ond, or about 1,500 feet per second. The rifling of a big gun is worn out after 100 rounds have been fired, so that the total life is the time taken for a shell moving at 1,500 feet per second to travel 4,500 feet—that Is, just three seconds! FATHER STUMPED THEM. K Test In Mental Arithmetic That Worried the Students. They had a schoolboy and schoolgirl party at a Brooklyn man's house the other night Father and mother were permitted to mingle with the young folks for awhile after the^edge of the first fun had worn off. TThere were games that the elder folks knew noth- ing about, and they sat like wallflow- ers. Finally a game of arithmetic was started by a boy who is considered the best cipherer of his class in the high schooL After several problems had been given of an odd nature, over which there were much laughing and puzzling, father dared to speak up. Said he: \Boys add girls, they used to give us this example in mental arithmetic when I went to schooL I suppose it will be easy for you, but it's the best I can suggest to take part i n the game,\ And he recited this couplet: If a third of six were three What would a fourth of twenty be? The score of boys_ and girls present went at it They wrinkled their brows, and they pursed their lips. The use of pencil and paper was not permitted. The mathematician^ had not been among the first to try an answer. He was plainly a little perplexed. He asked to have the problem repeated and wanted father to reassure him that it was a mentjal arithmetic exam- ple. Finally he, too, gave an answer. But father shook his head. \Well then, papa, for goodness' sake tell us what it can be,\ said his daugh- ters. \The answer is seven and a half, and I'm surprised to see that Tin able to stump all you high scliool stars,\ grin- ned father. \Come mother, «we may as well depart. They don't play the same arithmetic games that we did.\ The high school mathematician at first declared that father was in error. But next day he admitted that the an- swer was correct and that all had been stumped.—New York Sun. AN OLD TALE OF TWO CITIES. Travel From New York to Philadelphia In Stage Wagon Days. In the New York Gazette or Weekly Post Boy of May 9,1768, appeared this notice: E ^ To the Public: That the Stage-Waggons, 'kept by John Barnhill, in Elm-Street, in Phila- delphia, and John Mereereau, at the New-Blazing Star, near New-York, con- tinues their Stages in two Days, from Powles-Hook Ferfy, opposite New- York, to Philadelphia; returns from .Philadelphia to Powles-Hook In two Days also; they will endeavor to oblige the Publiek by keeping the best of Waggons and sober Drivers, and sets out from Powle-Hook and Philadel- phia, on Mondays and Thursdays, punctually at Sunrise, and meets at Prince Town the same Nights, .to ex- change Passengers, and each return the Day after: Those who are kind enough to en- courage the Undertaking, are desired to cross Powles-Hook Ferry the Even- ings before, as they must set off early. , The Price for each Passenger is Ten SMiHngs to Prince Town, and from thence to Philadeiphia, Ten SJffllings more, Ferriage free: There will be but two Waggons, but four sets of fresh Horses, so It will be tery safe for any Person to send Goods, as there are but two Drivers; tbey may exchange their Goods without any Mistake. Persons may now go from New-YJork to Phfladelphia,...and, hac£ again lit fl*p Days,. And remain m Phlladelphiatwo Nights and one Day to do their Busi- ness in: The Publiek may be assured' that this Road is much, the Shortest, than afiy other to Philadelphia/ an3 reguiijr' Stage4 will be IsfeiMf *y *tbe Publick's obliged humble Servants, : . JOHN .MERGBBBAtr^ai,- lnciuding HerfcMf', Arthur Askem-^aoW uia ytitx lira Europe* Bertk& ^mthare-^Nbt' T«X Wei^TWAyi itc«Saliy «v«ry plate w* ViSEttecT was overrun with &t& %«*»£'• . *\l .'• Sfcgti aftust^wa^'to*9»n« ^** ko-,'tiwf'beU|E> «ha*K*fc* II '^1 <M 1 & <^\ ' :• i £ ; i /v /• h fe

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