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Mrs. Moon entertained a number of her pupils Monday night and refreshments were served. Those present were: Misses Retta Kuhn, Alice Wheeler, Bertha Parker, Eulalia Kuhn, Laura Thrasher, Ruth Kuhn, Edith Hodge, Jennie Thrasher and Nellie Salser. The evening was spent in playing games and they departed at a late hour, after having spent a pleasant evening.

Mr. Will Costello passed away last Tuesday, after a short illness, at his home in this city. The funeral services are to be held this afternoon at the Methodist church, and will be conducted by Rev. H.C. Wharton, the pastor. Mr. Costello leaves a wife, a father, two brothers and a sister to mourn his loss. The sorrowing ones have the sympathy of all in this hour of sorrow.

Old Glory floated from the Court House flag staff Lincoln Day.

Miss Eva Revo, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Douglas Revo, and Mr. John L. Scott, of Sarnia, Ontario, were united in marriage at Newton last Friday. Mr. Scott is a stone mason and has been working on the new court house. Both the bride and the groom are well respected young people and the RECORD extends the best wishes for their happiness. They returned to Marion and will make their home here for the present.

Marriage Licenses

John A. Jacobsen, Hillsboro

Susie C. Johnson, Hillsboro

Edward L. Chiles, Marion

Annie N. Mahnstrom, Marion

Alexander J. Shenk, Peabody

Martha Skinner, Peabody

Austin Hall Bitner, Marion

Luella Holmes, Marion

Wilbur T. Gibbs, Peabody

Lillie L. Newman, Peabody

Floyd McDonald, Peabody

Oatie May Harvey, Peabody

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By the way, isn't it about time for Marion, Kans., U.S.A., to be getting a hustle on itself in the matter of electric lights? In fact didn't that time arrive some time ago? Local complications? Yes. Controversy with the water-works company still hanging fire? Oh yes. But say — complications or not, this town needs electric lights and needs 'em badly. We actually hate to say anything about this matter because it isn't the best advertising for the town. But someway, somehow, something, ought to be done. It is time to move forward a little. This is no criticism of any particular person or persons. But it is simply a plain, indisputable fact that unless the town is going to be content to get a way back in the procession, there are a few things it must find a way to do. And one of these things, brethren, is to get electric lights.

Last Sunday's Topeka Capital had a Lincoln story telling about how Lincoln wore whiskers in order to comply with the request of a little eleven-year-old girl who had seen his picture and wrote him that she liked it but thought he would look better if he had a beard. The girl was Grace Bedell, now Mrs. Grace Bedell Billings, of Delphos, Kansas. Mrs. Billings is an old neighbor and warm friend of Mrs. Shippee.

Miss Florence Saggau has postponed her trip to Chicago, owing to the fact that one of Mr. and Mrs. Isaac Good's children — one of the twins — has a mild case of scarlet fever, and the family is under quarantine.

Flowers budding and birds singing are telling the story of the coming of Spring.

Mr. and Mrs. Zachary Taylor are the parents of a girl, born last Monday.

The ladies of the Presbyterian church will hold an exchange at Butcher's jewelry store Saturday morning.

There is the man who "takes sides" on everything, important or unimportant, and regardless of whether he knows many of the facts or not. And then there is the fellow who never "takes sides" on anything. The first one makes lots of enemies and he makes lots of friends. He gets into all sorts of trouble. He "gets off on the wrong foot" so often people come to pay little attention to his opinions. And yet he is often a positive force in the community and is not to be wholly condemned. He often renders good services. The other fellow never has any enemies camping on his trial — he doesn't have any trial to camp on. He has few warm friends. He is sort of a cipher in a man's clothes. He smiles pleasantly enough as he passes, and remarks frequently upon the state of the weather. He is beautifully harmless. A town composed of the first class would die by suicide; one composed of the second would be dead by instinct. Pray to be saved from belonging to either class.

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