September 27 1897/1997
St. Joseph - The Forty Hours' Devotions, at St. Joseph's church, was largely attended, and is spoken of as an interesting occasion, fraught with much good. Father John J. Lally, always popular with his people, did all in his power to make the occasion more than an ordinary success, and was ably assisted by a number of rising priests, as follows: Fr. James Fagan, St. Lawrence, Great Bend; Fr. Jas Moffit, St. John's, Scranton; Fr. Colligan, St. Thomas, Little Meadows; Fr. Lafferty, St. Bonaventure's, Auburn; Fr. Driscoll, St. Francis Xavier's, Friendsville.
Montrose - A "Klondike Company" is likely to be organized in Montrose, for the purpose of sending men to the famous gold regions to secure claims there. Some well-known business men are now making plans to this end.
Choconut - Patrick Byrne, of Choconut, recently treated himself to a 2-horse-power feed cutter, a new and improved machine of value to any farmer. Mr Byrne is always up with the times. He has 21 acres of fodder corn. Another large grower of fodder corn is Adelbert McCollum, of Bridgewater. He has a machine for cutting it and binding the stalks.
Little Meadows - Several of our young people have left for the different schools and colleges which they are attending, as follows: Miss Etta Palmer, Cortland Normal; Jennie Beardslee, Mansfield; Calvin L. Barton and Geo. B. Palmer, Cornell; and soon Walter Barton goes to the University of Pennsylvania.
Auburn - We regret to note that it has become necessary for F. R. Russell, who has been suffering with appendicitis, to go through a surgical operation. Mrs. R. A. Fessenden was chosen to accompany him to a Philadelphia hospital and acting as his nurse, but owing to sickness could not go. Dr. Leonard, of Montrose, goes instead, and will start Thursday. We, with scores of others, hope for a successful operation and a permanent cure.
Gibson - Frank Belcher, whose parents live in Gibson, this county, was sometime since reported as having died in the Klondyke gold fields last July. The report has recently been confirmed by the Klondyke News, a copy of which was received by the Jermyn Press, as which place the family of the deceased resided. The paper was dated July 17 and contained the following. "Frank Belcher, aged 29 years, of Pennsylvania, died Wednesday night of typhoid fever. He had about $25,000 stowed in his cabin and had sold his claim for $25,000 more. It was his intention to leave on the "Healy", but fate willed it otherwise. He was buried at Prospect Hill.
Susquehanna - The proprietor of the Honesdale and Susquehanna shirt factories is negotiating with the West Side Board of Trade of Scranton, with a view of removing his plants to that city. The Susquehanna Board of Trade has requested an explanation.
Rush - Arthur Gary has returned to Iowa to attend the winter session of his college.
Thomson - The Water Co. has extended their water pipes along Van Horn street to W. VanHorn's.
Elk Lake - A genial party, consisting of the family of Mr. Isaac Woodhouse, Rev. and Mrs. Madden, Charles Bolles and daughter, Ruth, Mr. and Mrs. Griffin, recently spent a day in Rush at the bachelor home of Mr. Edward Stewart. They report him a royal entertainer, with a home beautified by lovely flowers and as perfect in all its appointments as if presided over by some aesthetic priestess.
Springville - C.A. Strickland has lost his nice gray horse over on his farm near Springville.
Hallstead - A few evenings since, Arthur Alden, aged 16, son of Everett Alden, who resides a mile west of Hallstead, on the river road, returned home from one of the Gospel tent meetings and soon after retired. A little later he was aroused by an unusual noise at the barn and jumping out of bed he went to the door and in the darkness could make out the form of a light gray horse which was walking out from the stables. The horse walked up a lane which opened into an old wood roadway which led over the hills to Snake Creek. Supposing that the horse had slipped his halter and escaped, the boy partially dressed himself and started after him. As the horse was not in sight he mounted another horse and rode in the direction his gray horse had taken. Coming to a pair of bars he found that they had been opened and then he knew some thief had stolen his horse, for it was one his father had given him. He then lashed the horse he was riding to a good pace and before long came within hearing of the clattering hoofs of the one in advance. Over the mountain and through the dark, lonely woods the gritty lad followed on; once his horse plunged in a mire hole and threw him, but he remounted and hurried forward. Just as he reached the summit of the mountain, where the road abruptly declines towards the valley he overtook the thief, who abandoned the stolen horse and took leg bail for other territory. The boy returned home gratified that he had recovered his horse.