NORTH SHORE BREEZE 
Henry Pratt McKean, Jr., the new 
owner of ‘‘Dodge Farm” at East 
Wenham has broken ground for a 
new site for the farm house which is 
to be moved in the apple orchard off 
Hull street. The house is to under- 
go extensive repairs and alterations. 
—Oo— 
An important sale of woodland is 
Real Estate and Improvements 
..- Up and Down the North Shore... 
being offered next Monday, when 
there will be a public auction of the 
real estate formerly owned by Ben- 
jamin Preston and Benjamin F. Ben- 
nett, at Beverly Farms. The hill con- 
tains nearly 5 acres. ‘The sale will be 
at 4 o’clock and is being made to set- 
tle the estate on the order of the com- 
missioners. 
Lerr LARGE Part oF ESTATE TO 
MANCHESTER WOMAN 
A report of the Transfer Tax State 
appraiser, on file recently in the office 
of the clerk of the Surrogates’ Court 
in New York city on the estate left 
by Garfelia O. Chickering—late aunt 
in Manchester, Mass., of Lillian L. 
Prince of Bridge street—shows, that 
when the decedent passed away on 
january 10, 1912, she left an estate of 
$89, 188.50. | 
This sum represents $70.81 in the 
Bankers Trust Co.; $4,632.48 in fur- 
niture, bric a brac, wearing apparel, 
linens, china, glasses, jewelry, laces, 
silverware, etc., and the rest in secur- 
ities. 
Out of this sum, $89,188.50, how- 
ever, there are expenses of $8,499.79 
—funeral, $657.92; administration ex- 
penses, $2,500.00; debts, $4,209.98, 
and commissions, $1,081.89—which 
brings the estate down to the $80o,- 
738.71 figure and which, under the 
decedent’s will of June 
passes over as follows: 
The sum of $1,000.00 to the Mount 
Vernon Cemetery, of Cambridge, 
Mass., for the proper care of the de- 
cedents’ grave; the sum of only $500 
to Gordon C. Prince, a Boston, Mass., 
nephew, and the rest of the estate 
to Lillian L. Prince, the Manchester, 
Mass., niece. 
10, 1909, 
Mere segregation is sometimes con- 
fused with reform. When the water 
drinkers, once widely scattered, get 
together and begin to make a little 
noise they are apt to suppose that 
teetotalism is marching to victory. 
Whatever a man has been he con- 
tinues to be. 
AT PUBLIC AUCTION 
Commissioners’ Sale of Real Estate 
On private way leading from Hart Street, Beverly Farms, 
formerly owned by Benjamin Preston and Benjamin F. 
Bennett, Hill containing about 5 acres of woodland, on 
Monday, May 19, 1913, at 4 p. m. 
FOR INFORMATION APPLY TO 
JAMES A. CULBERT, 
- Beverly Farms 
‘‘And to paint these home pictures we need 
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deadly parallel:’’ 
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20 pc Chinese and Japanese. 
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i. e. native to America. 
20 p c Chinese and Japanese. 
0 pc European & horticultural 
Teach Us About Gardening.’’ 
KELSEY’S Hardy American Plants, Rare Rhododen- 
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The largest collection in existence of the finest native 
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The only kind of stock to produce 
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Rhododendron catawbiense 
True American ‘species 
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ountains. 
A Colum of Wit 
“When I grow up,” said a little 
six-year-old philosopher, “shan’t I 
feel strange for a day or two!” —Tit- 
Bits. 
Doctor (to Mrs, J., whose husband 
is very ill): “Has he had any lucid 
intervals?” Mrs. J.: “’E’s ’ad nothink 
except what you ordered, doctor.” 
“When we were in Boston,’ said 
Mrs. T'wickembury, “we visited the 
Public Garden and saw that splendid 
pedestrian statue of Washington on 
horseback.” 
That no one shall be in doubt about 
the significance of the buffalo on the 
new five-cent piece, the coin also bears 
the familiar “E pluribus unum,” 
which can be translated, “The only 
one left.” — Youth’s Companion. 
One of the happiest compliments 
ever paid to Gladstone was Lord 
Houghton’s. “I haven’t seen you for 
ages. I live the life of a dog,” said 
the hard-working statesman. “Yes,” 
said Lord Houghton, “of a St. Ber- 
nard, the savior of men.” 
“As I understand it,” said a gentle- 
man known to the Detroit Free Press, 
“oleomargarine is made of beef fat.” 
“You are undoubtedly right,” said his 
companion. “I should think that the 
manufacturers would make it of goat 
fat.” “Why?” “Because the goat is 
a natural butter.” 
A Unitarian minister 
from the 
was called 
dinner-table to marry a 
couple. The youngest child, a boy 
four or five years old, heard his 
mother say that the father had gone 
to marry somebody. After a brief 
silence the boy looked up, and with a 
quivering lip asked, “Won't he be our 
papa any more?” 
A private secretary at the national 
capital is still new to his honors. A 
newspaper woman, full of business, 
recently burst into the office of the 
secretary’s chief. The great man was 
out. . “Can you tell me when he will 
be in?” she asked. “Really,” drawled 
the clerk, “I haven’t an idea.” “Well,” 
said the newspaper woman, as she 
turned to go, “I must say you look it.” 
Nicholas Wain, one of the great 
men of the time described in ‘The 
Colonial Homes of Philadelphia and 
its Neighborhood,” had a wit as whim- 
sical as Lamb’s, although there was 
less of it. Annoyed by repeated de- 
predations upon his wood-pile, he 
bought a cartload of wood, and sent 
it to the offender. ‘Friend,’ was the 
courteous explanation that accompan- 
ied the wood, “I was afraid thee would 
hurt thyself falling off my wood-pile,” 
