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matron of honor, while Mr. James Hall, of Wooster 

 University, was best man. The bride was beautiful 

 in a white Georgette crepe gown and a tulle veil 

 fastened with lilies-of-the-valley, and carried a shower 

 bouquet of white rosebuds. She was accompanied 

 by her father, and was met by the groom at the 

 bridal arch where Dr. Pritsch performed the cere- 

 mony, using the ring service. After consjratulations, 

 a quartette sang a song written l)y a friend of the 

 family in honor of the wedding and of the fifty-fifth 

 wedding anniversary of Mr. and Mrs. A. I. Root, 

 grandparents of the bride. Then the guests ad- 

 journed to the Calvert home, where the wedding 

 supper was served. Later the bride appeared in a 

 goingaway suit of navy-blue broadcloth, and the 

 bride and groom said goodby to relatives and friends. 

 Before leaving, Mr. Bryant, who is a musician of 

 unusual ability, sang " The Serenade," by LaForge. 

 The couple left quietly by auto for the Root cottage 

 on Lake Erie; thence they motored to Toledo and 

 other points in Ohio. Mrs. Bryant is a graduate of 

 Medina High School and Oberlin College. Mr. 

 Bryant is a graduate of Green Bay, Wis., High 

 School, and was a student for three years at Ober- 

 lin College and Conservatory. 



Mrs. L. W. Boyden. 



The followin.o' is furnished by our eldest, 

 ]\Ir8. J. T. Calvert : 



Mr. and Mrs. A. I. Root were married fifty-five 

 years Sept. 29. Mr. Root will be 77 next December, 

 and Mrs. Root 75. They have five children, five 

 children-in-law, ten grandchildren, two grand-ehil- 

 dren-inlaw, and one great-grandchild. All are liv- 

 ing, no deaths having occurred in the family in the 

 55 years of married life, and all are living near 

 them. 



The poem mentioned above was composed 

 by IMrs. Korger, the wife of the boy Jacob 

 whom 1 found almost forty years ag'o at a 

 mission Sunday-school in Abbeyville, near 

 here. Jacob is now foreman of the ship- 

 ping department in our factory. Here is 

 the poem. 



Once, in the days to which your memories roam, 

 When children's voices rang within this home, 

 Out from its doors there rushed a happy throng; 

 Out from each heart there gushed a joyous song; 

 And thus the hours of every livelong day 

 Filled were with care for you and us with play. 



cHORrs. 

 Just a song of gratitude for two lives well spent, 

 Filled with deeds of kindness, labor, and content. 

 May we ever emulate all your virtues praised. 

 And maintain the standard your noble lives ever 

 raised. 



Even to-day you're young in mind and heart ; 



What though the milestones give you much the start ? 



Life's heritage of faith and love and hope 



Be ever yours adown the sunset slope; 



And thus may we, when life's long shadows fall, 



This glorious sunset of your lives recall. 



CHORIS. 



Just a song of gratitude, etc. 



Sept. 20, 1916. Netta Fra.ser Borger. 



I have given you the above story to illus- 

 trate two important morals. First, the 

 'vonderful outcome and far-reachino- re- 

 sults as the years go by of one simple little 

 prayer; and that clipping' from the Sunday 

 School Times hits the case exactly. Second, 

 some trifling' incidents in your life may, 

 as the years go by, result in wonderful 



transformations years hence. If you re- 

 sist temptation, and choose the straight and 

 narrow path, and take fast hold on God's 

 precious promises scattered thru his sacred 

 word, no man can imagine or contemplate 

 (see text) what may be the result to genera- 

 tions i/el nn})orn. 



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"wATEK-WITCHING" AND THE "'dIVINING- 

 ROD.'^ 



For forty years or more I hav« been 

 protesting and fighting the foolish notion 

 that certain people can find water by means 

 of a iDeach-tree or witch-hazel cros.s-stieks ; 

 and I expect that just now, when some of 

 our subscribers read the words I am dictat- 

 ing, they will bristle up, and, may be, send 

 me statements of what they have seen "with 

 their own eyes." For some time back I have 

 urged that our experiment stations, or, 

 better still, the Department of Agriculture 

 at Washing'ton, should put out a bulletin 

 giving statements from the best and wisest 

 scientific men of the present day; and my 

 wish has finally come to pass. In the Cleve- 

 land Plain Dealer for Oct. 10 I find an 

 article of something like three columns on 

 the subject. I will quote just the opening 

 and closing paragraphs. 



Arthur J. Ellis, a geologist of the survey, has now 

 compiled a report giving the history of the divining- 

 rod from the Middle Ages up to the present day, and 

 exposing all the numerous absurdities in its record. 

 This report is now in the pressroom of the govern- 

 ment printing-office, and will soon be available for 

 distribution. The divining-rod is likely to die hard; 

 but the publication of the survey's report will un- 

 doubtedly mean the end of a good many professional 

 water-witches in this country. According to the 

 government scientists, nothing has ever been in- 

 vented to detect the presence of water in the earth 

 but common sense, the possession of which does not 

 depend upon the divining-rod. 



Let me repeat in closing what I have said 

 before many times. Science is no respecter 

 of persons. When X rays, radium, wireless 

 telegraphy, etc., were discovered, they all 

 worked with everybody, and especially with 

 real scientific educated men and women. 

 Now. please do not feel hurt, any of you, 

 when 1 say that the peach-tree switch works 

 with only a few individuals: and these in- 

 dividuals are not " college graduates " in 

 scientific matters. ]n fact, an educated man 

 acquainted witli electricity, chemistry, geol- 

 ogy, etc.. would be ashamed to be seen car- 

 rying around a ])each-tree sjii'out. One of 

 tiie experts along this line when asked how 

 lie told Uie exact depth he would have to 

 dig in oi'der to find water said he did it by 

 hanging a fingei'-i'ing' on a horsehair loop; 

 and by liolding this in a tumbler of water 

 tlie ring would begin to swing, and strike 

 the sides of the tumbler just exactly the 



