Did you ever see a Delaware girl in bathing? Well if you haven’t you have missed the chance of your life. And if you have, you know how pretty she looks in her new suit, lying flat on the shore splashing the water with her feet and hands, and waiting for the surf to break over her. All at once, she jumps up and stands upon the beach, and gazes out upon the dark waters. Then she stretches her arms above her head as through to listen to what the “wild waves are saying;” all at once she gives a jump, and a yell and she’s into the surf again, and we stand watching in admiration: “What is the finest production of America? Secretary Loeb insists it is rabbits; Carnegie stands for libraries; Mrs. Hettie Green considers it ready money; Secretary of Agriculture Wilson crows over the hen while Ed Bacon says “Anthony Higgins.” They are all wrong. It’s the Delaware girl in a bathing suit. As Daniel Webster remarked of Massachusetts: “Gentlemen, she needs no apology; there she stands.” Look at her.
Speaking of Morning Glories we got ‘em in Milton; on the south side. I was called while passing to look at a man’s potato patch, and Morning Glories. The latter had overgrown the former to such a degree that the trucker was obliged to get the morning glories off, before he could find the potatoes. And it’s the case in all the gardens of Milton. Morning Glories are a nuisance in agriculture, but much in evidence in illustrating botany to young pupils.
One of the notable things is the yearly collection of swallows on the church vane, when the nights become cool. They have now commenced to do so on the M. E. Church vane. Are they holding a migratory conference? Who shall say?
Our summer visitors are nearly all gone, and the social status has become in status quo. For a while Milton society has been enhanced by the mellifluence of their “city cousins” but is compelled in the absence of these divinities to lapse again.
Dr. W. J. Hearn and family of Philadelphia are occupying their cottage at Broadkiln Beach.
Edwin P. Johnson, a railroad man, left on Thursday to take charge of a grading gang in Philadelphia.
R. P. Reynolds of Chincoteague, who has been visiting relatives, returned to his home last week.
Some of the papers had the pears killed in the early spring. Thomas Spencer’s orchard of 800 trees in the town limits is abnormally full.
The store house on the corner of Chestnut and Wharton streets, in which William Wagamon will soon open a general store, has had electric lights installed, and is now papering and painting the interior.
Abram Johnson has removed from town to Harbeson.
Captain John C. Jones of West Point, Va., is visiting friends.
W. E. Parker of New York, a former Milton merchant, was here last week.
William Coard Burton of Indian River Hundred, over 80 years of age, was in town on Thursday. Mr. Burton looks well, and drives a nice team and a fast one.
Rev. C. A. Behringer and family returned to Swedesboro, N. J. on Friday.
G. W. Atkins is making repairs to his residence on Mulberry Street.
Greensbury Brittingham stopped his two horse team on Friday to sell his tomatoes when one of the horses scared and broke the wagon tongue. The tomatoes brought 19 cents a basket.
Miss Bessie Coverdale of near Bowers Beach and Millard Johnson of near Milton were united in wedlock at Ellendale, by the Rev. Kelso, on Wednesday evening of last week.
At the Republican Primary held here on Saturday to elect delegates to attend the State Convention held at Dover on Tuesday, there was but one ticket in the field. There were sixty-five votes polled. N. Wallace White, George L. Short and Enoch Donovan were elected delegates, and J. C. Palmer, E. D. Campbell and E. W. Pepper, alternates.
William Welch of Passaic, N. J. has been the guest of his brother, Peter Welch, and family.
Captain Charles Cannon of Camden, N. J., joined his wife and daughter here, on Saturday, They are being entertained by Mrs. Jane Sharp and family.
The colored camp commenced at Lavinia on Sunday, in charge of the Rev. Hill. We are requested by the pastor to note that the Rev. J. H. Colletts, D. D., business manager of the A. M. E. Book Concern, will preach at this camp on next Sunday afternoon the 30th.
The white people’s camp meetings being all over, in this locality there were held the regular preaching services in all the white churches on last Sunday evening.
Rev. McGlinton will preach a special sermon to young men on next Sunday the 30th.
Charles H. Atkins, Jr., preached at the Wiltbank cottage on Broadkiln Beach on Sunday evening.
Captain George Kimmey, after having spent two weeks in company if his Milton friends, returned to Philadelphia on Monday. While here Captain Kimmey made an agreement with the S. T. T. & S. D. Co. whereby this corporation agrees to take under perpetuation the Kimmey family vault, located in the M. E. Cemetery. If other parties who have an interest in the cemetery and are residing elsewhere, would do likewise it might, perhaps, be advantageous to their plots.
J. B. Welch as a member of the executive committee of the Sussex County Sunday School Association, went to Greenwood on Friday to assist in formulating a program for the coming Sunday School Convention which will be held in October.
The extraordinary feat of shaving two men at one time, in one barber chair, was performed on Saturday evening by barber Wright of North Milton. He took two men in the chair and lathered one awhile, and then the other awhile and shaved on one awhile then the other awhile until completed. One he shave for nothing, and the other paid the regular price. Whether this is a freak of Mr. Wright we cannot tell; and whether it will be repeated we do not know.
John Kuchta, aged 3 months, died at the Workman & Co.’s cannery, of choler infantum, on Tuesday. The parents are German Catholics and came here from Baltimore to work in the factory, and in order to have their child buried in consecrated ground and with the benediction of a priest, the remains were transmitted by J. R. Atkins, undertaker, to Dover on Thursday and buried in the Catholic Cemetery. The parents accompanied the remains.
James King, the youngest son of Constable King, is ill with typhoid fever.
The country young men are fast catching up with the town dudes. Some of them come in town hauling tomatoes bare-headed.
Fodder saving is in operation.
Those who think they are the astute politicians of Broadkiln, and are trying to run the business and monopolize the offices, went to Dover on Tuesday.
It is about all I can do to stand the lashings that are often given me over my writings without “Paul Pry” trying to put the burden of his on my shoulders. “Paul Pry’s” letters are always good, and he need not be ashamed of them and lay them on me. Paul please don’t put my initials to your letters anymore: not that I would be ashamed to have the letters ascribed to me; butt it’s not business you know.
Tomatoes are coming in pretty lively and selling on the market at from 12 to 24 cents per basket.
Rev. G. R. McCready, wife and daughter Miss Lizzie are at Ocean Grove.