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He is thy father, and he loves thee even more than I love thee. Let thy thoughts be of him and address thy sighs to him night and day. Be not silent to the poor and the unfortunate; but make haste to console them with kind words. Honor every one, but especially thy father and thy mother, to whom thou owest obedience, fear and service. Take care not to imitate the example of those bad sons who, like brutes devoid of reason, do not respect those who have given them life; who do not listen to their advice, and do not wish to submit to the punishment their elders judge necessary.

He who follows the path of these evil-doers will come to a bad end; he will die in despair, thrown into an abyss, or by the claws of wild beasts. Do not mock him whom thou seest commit a fault, and do not throw it in his face. Enter into thyself, and fear lest that which offends thee in others may happen to thyself. By thy words, as well as by thy deeds, endeavor to prove thy good education.

When thou talkest with any one, do not take hold of his garments. Do not talk too much, and never interrupt others with thy discourse. If thou hearest any one speak foolishly, if thou art not charged with his conduct, hold thy tongue. If thou shouldst not be silent, weigh thy words, and do not expose the fault with arrogance, lest thy lesson be not well received. If a person arrives at thy meal-time, divide thy meal with him and do not watch him as he eats. If thou meetest any one in thy war, make room for him. Never pass before thy elders, unless forced by necessity, or unless they order thee to do so.

When thou takest thy meal in their company, drink not before they do, and offer them what they need in order to gain their good will. If the gift is of much value, be not proud of it, and if it be of small value, do not despise it nor mock at it; fear to wound him who wished to oblige thee.

Live by thy work, for thou shalt be only the more happy therefor. When thou tellest any one what has been told thee, tell the simple truth, and add nothing thereto. Slander no one, and be silent in regard to the faults thou seest in others, if it is not thy duty to correct them. When thou takest a message, if the one who receives it flies into a passion and speaks ill of the person who sent it, in repeating his words, modify their severity, in order that thou mayst not be the cause of a quarrel, nor of a scandal for which thou wouldst have to reproach thyself.

Their most desperate fights were those in which the bravest gladly gave their lives to hold their own country for their own people. Actuated by this, they brave every danger, endure the most exquisite torments, and expire triumphing in their fortitude, not as a personal qualification, but as a national characteristic.

He had been Custer's Chief Scout, and was the only survivor in Custer's last fight except White Swan, who barely lived through it. Curley was talking bitterly of the government's ingratitude in attempting to push his people off their ancient lands. He refused to sign the agreement and gave me a signed copy of his refusal on that occasion.

It reads thus: "I was the friend of General Custer. So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Crime is trespass against the laws of the tribe; and may be punished by the tribe. No man shall suffer for the sin of another. No man can take the punishment of another, and so make the sinner guiltless. It is unjust that a wicked man should escape the punishment of his crime. It is tenfold more unjust that an innocent man be punished in his place.

God is not a hungry wild beast, demanding only a victim, it matters not who or what, so He be fed. Therefore, beware of the liars, that offer to secure for you an innocent, to bear the penalty of your sin, while you go free. Be merciful to those who are in your power. It is the part of a coward to torture a prisoner or ill-treat those that are helpless before you.

It is the part of a Chief to take care of the weak, the sick, the old and the helpless. Only a coward ends his life by suicide; a brave man dies fighting. Every village should have its Holy Place, its Medicine Lodge, where men may meet to dance the dance, smoke the good smoke, make medicine. And every man should have his own Holy Place where he keeps lonely vigil, harkens for the Voices, and offers prayer and praise.

If by training, and a right life, and the gift of the Great Spirit, you have made your body beautiful, it is well to have your beauty seen by all, for an example and to give them pleasure. The veil of shame is well for those who are diseased or misshapen or unclean, and so made ugly. If a wild beast attack your child, your wife, your house, your friend, or yourself, it is your duty as a man to fight with all your strength and with whatever weapons be at hand, and to destroy it as soon as possible or drive it off; and it is none the less your duty if that beast be in the form of a man.

Show respect to all men, but grovel to none. It is more honourable to give than to receive. Pray that the smell of your own people be a pleasant smell to you. I have seen many men whose religion, judging by their lives, is the "love of money and the fear of death. Do not speak to your mother-in-law at any time, or allow her to talk to you. If she be in the lodge when the son-in-law enters, she should drop her eyes, and leave in silence. This is the wisdom of the Ancients.

When you arrive at a strange camp or village, first pay your respects to the Chief before you call on your friends or acquaintances of lesser rank. It may be the Chief does not wish you to be received at all. When you leave camp in the morning, clean up all your rubbish, burn or bury it. Do not go about polluting the land or destroying its beauty. Do not stare at strangers; drop your eyes if they stare hard at you; and this, above all, for women. Always give a word or sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, or even a stranger, if in a lonely place.

A man is bound by his promise with a bond that cannot be broken except by permission of the other party. If that promise is on paper, that is merely to prove that he did give his word. It is not therefore more or less binding. A Minisino a man tried and proven is at all times clean, courteous and master of himself.

If a man be given over to sex appetite, he is harbouring a rattlesnake, whose sting is rottenness and sure death. Be hospitable. Be kind. Always assume that your guest is tired, cold, and hungry. If even a hungry dog enter your lodge, you must feed him. Always give your guest the place of honour in the lodge, and at the least, and serve him in reasonable ways.


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Never sit while your guest stands. Go hungry rather than stint your guest. If he refuses certain food, say nothing; he may be under vow. Protect your guest as one of the family; feed his horse, and beat your dogs if they harm his dog. Do not trouble your guest with many questions about himself; he will tell you what he wishes you to know. Never worry your host with your troubles. Always repay calls of courtesy; do not delay. Give your host a little present on leaving; little presents are little courtesies and never give offence.

Say "Thank you" for every gift, however small. Compliment your host, even if you must strain the facts to do so. Never come between anyone and the fire. Never walk between persons talking. Never interrupt persons talking. In council, listen attentively to the other man's words as though they were words of wisdom, however much they may be otherwise.

Let not the young speak among those much older, unless asked. When you address the council, carry a green bough in your hand, that yours may be living words. Always give place to your seniors in entering or leaving the lodge. Never sit while your seniors stand. Never force your conversation on anyone.

Let silence be your motto till duty bids you speak. Speak softly, especially before your elders or in presence of strangers. Do not touch live coals with a steel knife or any sharp steel. Do not break a marrow hone in the lodge; it is unlucky. The women of the lodge are the keepers of the fire, but the men should help with the heavier sticks. When setting up the tepees, keep the camp circle with its opening to the east, the door of each tepee to the sunrise. Let each tepee be in its place, as long ago appointed by the old men - the wise ones - the nigh kin near each other, and the clans of different totems facing across the circle.

In this wise the young men shall see that they must marry across the circle of the camp, never with their close kin in the nearer lodges. In the beginning, the Great Spirit made this world for His pleasure. He piled up the mountains, scooped out the lakes, traced the rivers, planted the forests; and to dwell in them, He created the insects, the fish, the reptiles, the birds, the beasts, and man - all of one flesh, and in all the breath of life, which is a measure of the Great Spirit.

All are His children - and man is but a little higher than the animals - he is better only in having a larger measure of understanding, and in better knowledge of the Great Spirit. So also in better gift, he has the power of hearing the Voices from which comes knowledge of the Unseen World. From the ritual of the Oma ha Pebble Society.

All creatures, including man, were spirits. They moved about in space between the earth and the stars the heavens. They were seeking a place where they could come into a bodily existence. They ascended to the sun, but the sun was not fitted for their abode. They moved on to the moon and found that it also was not good for their home. Then they descended to the earth. They saw it was covered with water. They floated through the air to the north, the east, the south, and the west, and found no dry land.

They were sorely grieved. Suddenly from the midst of the water uprose a great rock. It burst into flames, and the waters floated into the air in clouds. Dry land appeared; the grasses and the trees grew. The hosts of spirits descended and became flesh and blood. They fed on the seeds of the grasses and the fruits of the trees, and the land vibrated with their expressions of joy and gratitude to Wakonda, the maker of all things. But I had need of thy meat. My children were hungry and crying for food.

Forgive me, Little Brother. I will do honour to thy courage, thy strength and thy beauty. See, I will hang thine horns on this tree. I will decorate them with red streamers. Each time I pass, I will remember thee and do honour to thy spirit. I am sorry I had to kill thee. See, I smoke to thy memory. I burn tobacco. In a shady corner of the great market at Mexico City was an old Indian named Pota-lamo. He had twenty strings of onions hanging in front of him.

An American from Chicago came up and said: "How much for a string of onions? I love this market place. I love the crowds and the red serapes. I love the sunlight and the waving palmettos. I love to have Pedro and Luis come by and say: 'Buenos dias', and light cigarettes and talk about the babies and the crops. I love to see my friends. That is my life. For that I sit here all day and sell my twenty strings of onions. But if I sell all my onions to the customer, then is my day ended.

I have lost my life that I love - and that I will not do. I want you to think about the hard times we have been through. That is what makes a man, to fight and to be brave. If you see him surrounded by the enemy do not run away; go to him, and if you cannot save him, be killed together and let your bones lie side by side. From the speech of Tecumseh to Governor Harrison at Vincennes, August 12, , re- pudiating a fraudulent purchase of his people's hunting grounds by the American government. My forefathers were warriors.

Their son is a warrior. From them I take only my existence, from my Tribe I take nothing. I am the maker of my own fortune, and Oh! I would not then come to Governor Harrison to ask him to tear up the treaty, and to obliterate the landmark, but I would say to him: 'Sir, you have liberty to return to your own country. That no part has a right to sell, even to each other, much less to strangers - those who want all and will not do with less. The White people have no right to take the land from the Indians, because they had it first, it is theirs.

They may sell, but all must join. Any sale not made by all, is not valid. The late sale is bad, It was made by a part only. Part do not know how to sell. It requires all to make a bargain for all. All Redmen have equal rights to the unoccupied land. The right to occupancy is as good in one place as in another. There cannot be two occupations in the same place. The first excludes all others. It is not so in hunting or travelling, for there the same ground will serve many, as they may follow each other all day, but the camp is stationary, and that is occupancy. It belongs to the first who sits down on his blanket or skins, which he has thrown upon the ground, and till he leaves it, no other has a right.

After the missionary had done speaking, the Indians conferred together about two hours, by themselves, when they gave an answer by Red Jacket, which follows: "Friend and brother, it was the will of the Great Spirit that we should meet together this day. He orders all things, and He has given us a fine day for our council.

He has taken His garment from before the. It is right you should have one, as you are a great distance from home, and we do not wish to detain you; but we will first look back a little, and tell you what our fathers have told us, and what we have heard from the White people. There was a time when our forefathers owned this great land. Their seats extended from the rising to the setting sun.

The Great Spirit had made it for the use of Indians. He had created the buffalo, the deer, and other animals for food. He made the bear and the beaver, and their skins served us for clothing. He had scattered them over the country, and taught us how to take them. He had caused the earth to produce corn for bread. If we had any disputes about hunting grounds, they were generally settled without the shedding of much blood.

Their numbers were small; they found friends, and not enemies; they told us they had fled from their own country for fear of wicked men, and come here to en joy their religion. They asked for a small seat; we took pity on them, granted their request, and they sat down amongst us; we gave them corn and meat; they gave us poison in return. At length their numbers had greatly increased; they wanted more land; they wanted our country. Our eyes were opened; and our minds became uneasy. Wars took place; Indians were hired to fight against Indians, and many of our people were destroyed.

They also brought strong liquors among us; it was strong and powerful, and has slain thousands. You say that you are sent to instruct us how to worship the Great Spirit agreeably to His mind, and if we do not take hold of the religion which you White people teach, we shall be unhappy hereafter; you say that you are right, and we are lost; how do we know this to be true? We understand that your religion is written in a book; if it was intended for us as well as you, why has not the Great Spirit given it to us, and not only to us, but why did He not give to our forefathers the knowledge of that book, with the means of understanding it rightly?

We only know what you tell us about it; how shall we know when to believe, being so often deceived by the White people? Why not all agree, as you can all read the book? We also have a religion which was given to our forefathers, and has been handed down to us, their children. We worship that way. It teaches us to be thankful for all the favours we receive; to love each other, and to be united; we never quarrel about religion. Since He has made so great a difference between us in other things, why may we not conclude that He has given us a different religion according to our understanding?

The Great Spirit does right; He knows what is best for His children; we are satisfied. We want only to enjoy our own. I will now tell you that I have been at your meetings, and saw you collecting money from the meeting. I cannot tell what this money was intended for, but suppose it was for your minister, and if we should conform to your way of thinking, perhaps you may want some from us. If we find it does them good, makes them honest, and less disposed to cheat Indians, we will then consider again what you have said. As we are going to part, we will come and take you by the hand, and hope the Great Spirit will protect you on your journey, and return you safe to your friends.

All the Indians pray to God for life, and try to find out a good road, and do nothing wrong in this life. This is what we want, and to pray to God. But you did not believe us. You pray to God. So do all of us Indians, as well as the Whites. We both pray to only one God, who made us all. The Texan Rangers had been organized to drive the Comanches from their ancient hunting grounds along the Pease River. A company of these hard, two-fisted, straight-shooting veterans, eighty in number, under Captain Sul Ross, were joined by twenty men of the Second United States Cavalry, and set out to find the Indian camp on Pease River, December 18, They reached the Comanche village at sunrise during a sand storm.

A WAY OF LIFE

The inhabitants, chiefly women and children and a handful of warriors armed with bows and arrows, were not yet aroused for the day. So the Rangers had no difficulty in surrounding the village before their presence was known. Then the Chief Ranger shouted the order for attack. The warriors fought with valour, attempting as best they could to hold up the attackers until their women and children could make a get-away on the fleet Indian ponies, many of which already had been nose-looped for a morning buffalo hunt. And in a measure they succeeded. Many of the squaws, and even some of the braves, were fortunate enough to find mounts - but they galloped into the waiting arms of the cavalry dragoons.

Trailing him, on another fast mustang, rode a squaw, an infant in her arms. A true Centaur of the Plains, this woman of the Comanche, and even Kelleher admired her. He glanced back only once - to see Kelleher grasp the nose strap of the squaw's pony and pull in the fugitives. Then he turned his sole attention to Peta Nocona. The captain drew a pistol from his belt, raised it and swung down from the shoulder.

The girl swayed, clutched once at Nocona's girdle, and toppled from the plunging horse, drilled neatly through the back. But she had caught the girdle, and it was tight about the chieftain's waist; she pulled Nocona with her as she fell. Thus Ross, before he could swerve aside, was made target for two long-shafted arrows, the point of one embedding itself in the left shoulder of his charger.

He found the Chief standing where he had left him, beside the dying girl, an arrow strung and ready. He loosed it as the Ranger galloped back to renew the attack, but the shaft went wide; and Ross, clinging to the pommel of his saddle with the left hand, let go another pistol shot. The ball struck Nocona in the right arm, breaking the bone. He was a Mohawk of the Tortoise Clan - and probably lived about A. He recognized the fact that internal dissension and petty feuds were the greatest of the evils that preyed on the Redmen, and therefore founded the Iroquois League, a league of nations that aimed at general peace and well-being, substituting a tribunal of justice to settle internal disputes in place of the arbitrement of way.

Longfellow's poem, "Hiawatha," founded on Henry Rowe Schoolcraft's version of the Hiawatha tradition in Algic Researches, is in its main outline believed to be historically correct. At first he was friendly toward the White invaders; but, embittered by their treachery and robberies, he declared open war.

Pocahontas was his daughter. The most remarkable of the Indians of New England. Realizing that the Whites were planning to possess the whole country, to which end they proposed to exterminate the Indians, he made preparation for nine years; and, in , declared war against the invaders.

After taking and destroying twelve White towns he was slain while leading his warriors in an attack on Mount Hope, Rhode Island, August 12, He was a great chief and warrior as well as a philosopher of practical common sense, one of the best exponents of the Indian philosophy. He died in His son, grandson, and great-grandson all bore the name of Wabasha or Wapasha. He planned a grand federation of all Indian tribes to drive back the White men and confirm the Indians in their ancient possessions. His armies successfully attacked Sandusky, St.

These defeats, combined with the fact that his allies, the French, had made peace with Great Britain, forced him to make terms with the Whites, signing a treaty of peace at Detroit, August 17, Four years afterwards he was murdered by a drunken Indian at Cahokia, Illinois. Pontiac stands next to Tecumseh as a great leader of the Redmen. According to the record, he represented the noblest type of manhood produced in the Western World, no matter what race be considered.

He denied the right of any small Tribe to dispose of lands that were obviously held by all the Tribes, and for this reason denounced all treaties recently made with the United States. Tecumseh realized that nothing could stop the destructive march of the invading White race but a federation of all the Indian Tribes, and devoted his whole life and energies to the foundation of such a league of the people.

He it was who, for humane reasons, put a stop to torture of prisoners by the English soldiers as well as by Indians, although it was the custom in all armies of the time, especially those of Europe. Born on the Rock River, Illinois, ; died, October 3, He was the leader of his people in the Black Hawk War of His most famous exploit was the total defeat of an army of Kentucky riflemen who, under Major Stillman, were sent against him.

He met them with 40 warriors, and inflicted a humiliating defeat, killing and wounding many. The survivors fled for thirty miles - "some never stopped till they were safe at home. He was the son of a Whiteman and a Cherokee woman of mixed blood. In he invented and perfected a syllabic alphabet of eighty-five characters so rational and simple that after a few months thousands of his people learned it and were thus enabled to read and write their own language.

His teachings were full of inspiration and on the highest plane of ethics. Crazy Horse was next in command to Sitting Bull at the Custer fight. After surrendering after guarantee of protection, Crazy Horse was assassinated by Government agents, September 7, Although a war chief and an organizer, he was also a dreamer, a mystic, a clairvoyant, and a philosopher of deep natural insight. He was the greatest Indian of his time, and so influential that the Indian Bureau determined to get rid of him by any means at hand.

His clairvoyant powers notified him of Custer's approach on June 24, , with a great army determined to destroy him and his people with all the women and children. The grandeur of his soul is evidenced in his appeal to God Almighty, for his concern was not for himself but for his people. The night before the fight, he left camp and, climbing to the top of a near hill, he prayed. In the name of the nation, I offer You this pipe. Father, save these people, I beg You. We wish to live! Guard us against all misfortunes and calamities. Take pity.

He left up there small offerings of tobacco tied to wands stuck in the ground. Next day the hooves of Custer's troop horses knocked them down. But, the Sioux say, those offerings were not in vain. He urged the Indians to return to their primitive mode of life and to refuse the teachings of the Whiteman, to abstain from things supplied by the Whiteman, especially the firewater, and to be guided in all ways by the will of God as revealed in dreams and through the prophets.

He was born about and died about He and his people were driven to desperation by the continual encroachments of the Whites, by their total disregard of law and treaties when the interests of the Indians were at stake. The war against Geronimo, , was "one of the most remarkable in recorded history. During this time, the Apaches killed a couple of hundred Whites and lost only six warriors, not one of them killed by the soldiers. He had a vision that Jesus Christ was coming again on earth to put an end to war, famine, and discord, and established the Ghost Dance or Spirit Dance in His honour.

In his own briefest presentation it proclaimed, "You must not fight. Do no harm to anyone. Do right always. Moreover it taught non-resistance and brotherly love in ways that had far more significance for Indians than any the missionaries could offer. Nevertheless, for taking part in this Dance, many hundreds of Indians - men, women and children- were brutally slaughtered by the American Government on December 29, MANY Whitemen and women have lived so close to the Redman that they have glimpsed something of his soul, and have been able to give it expression in words and word pictures that are nothing less than precious revelations to us.

As examples of these, I give the following:. Fair is the white star of twilight And the sky clearer At the day's end; But she is fairer, And she is dearer, She, my heart's friend! Fair is the white star of twilight And the moon roving To the sky's end; But she is fairer, And she is dearer, She, my heart's friend! Strong sun across the sod can make Such quickening as your countenance!

I am more worth for what your passing wakes, Great races in my loins, to you that cry. My blood is redder for your loveliness. By Mary Austin. Newborn, on the naked sand Nakedly lay it Next to the earth mother, That it may know her; Having good thoughts of her, the food giver. Newborn, we tenderly In our arms take it, Making good thoughts. House-god, be entreated, That it may grow from childhood to manhood, Happy, contented; Beautifully walking The trail to old age.

Having good thoughts of the earth its mother, That she may give it the fruits of her being. Newborn, on the naked sand Nakedly lay it. Hear a prayer for cleanness, Keeper of the he rain, Drumming on the mountain, Lord of the she rain That restores the earth in newness; Keeper of the clean rain, Hear a prayer for wholeness! Young man, Chieftain, Hear a prayer for fleetness, Keeper of the deer's way, Reared among the eagles, Clear my feet of slothness!

Keeper of the Paths of Men, Hear a prayer for straightness! Hear a prayer for courage! Keeper of the lightning, Reared amid the thunder, Keeper of the dark cloud At the doorway of the morning, Hear a prayer for staunchness. Young man, Chieftain, Spirit of the Mountain! Son, my son! I will go up to the mountain And there I will light a fire To the feet of my son's spirit, And there will I lament him; Saying, O my son, What is my life to me, now you are departedl!

Son, my son, In the deep earth We softly laid thee in a Chiefs robe, In a warrior's gear, Surely there, In the spirit land Thy deeds attend thee! Surely, The corn comes to the ear again! But I, here, I am the stalk that the seed-gatherers Descrying empty, afar, left standing. What is my life to me, now you are departed! Let it be beautiful when I sing the last song - Let it be day! I would stand upon my two feet, singing! I would look upward with open eyes, singing! I would have the winds to envelop my body; I would have the sun to shine upon my body; The whole world I would have to make music with me.

Let it be beautiful when thou wouldst slay me, O Shining One! Let it be day when I sing the last song! The circle of the Earth is the head of a great drum; With the day, it moves upward - booming; With the night, it moves downward - booming; The day and the night are its song. I am very small, as I dance upon the drum-head; I am like a particle of dust, as I dance upon the drum-head; Above me in the sky is the shining ball of the drum-stick.

I dance upward with the day; I dance downward with the night; some day I shall dance afar into space like a particle of dust. Who is the Drummer who beats upon the earth-drum? The Dunning Steam Heating Boiler. Dunning has received numerous letters as to the merits of his self-regulating boiler. The one below from a gentleman who had used those dusty, foul-air-producing furnaces, was received last Saturday, It is to the same effect as all other letters: Waverly, N.

March 18, We are well pleased with the operation of the Steam Heating Apparatus with Dunning's Boiler which was put in for us two years ago. We have no trouble from dust, gas or overheated air, and can maintain a pleasant and uniform temperature throughout our whole house.

In fact we are rid of all the objectionable features of Hot Air Furnaces and stoves. Yours Truly, S. Official Visitors. Durston, Esq Tioga Hotel. Manning Esq. Eugene F. Wells , aged 35 years. The quiet Sabbath was startled with the rumor through the streets that Mr. Wells was lying unconscious with an apoplectic fit, and no prospect of his recovery: He had retired the previous evening in his usual health, tho for several years past his health had been extremely delicate, Mr.

Wells was a brother of Mrs. Samuel W. A graduate of Princeton College, and having served a full term as a pharmacist, he became a member of the above firm some eight years ago, and by his quiet gentlemanly manner won to himself a large circle of friends and acquaintances. A gentleman of culture; of unobtrusive manners, but firm in his convictions, his death will be deeply felt among the younger business men and the community at large.

The funeral took place at the residence of Mr. Slaughter Tuesday, at 1 P. Hulbert, of the Presbyterian Church, of which Mr. Wells was a member. Wells had been identified with Tioga Hose Company since its organization quite prominently; and the company attended the funeral in body, supported by the entire Fire Department, and while all unnecessary display was avoided each company vied with the other in showing their respect to the deceased.

The remains were taken on No. Tioga Hose Co. Watrous, J. Murdoch, L. Manning and F. Lyford with the remains to Goshen as a mark of respect and affection for the deceased. Manning, justice of the peace, office over Broad street and home at 37 Clark street. These were old numbers prior to The extent to which water is taken by the residents of Waverly, surpasses our expectation, and speaks well for the success of the company.

Grafft, on and after May 2nd for inspection, and bids by Sealed Proposals will be received for the same by E. Surities to be named in the proposals. The Board of Education reserves the right to reject any or all bids. Phillips, Geo. Grafft, S. Slaughter , H. Merriam, Building Committeel Waverly, April 28, May 20, Waverly Advocate: O. Corwin has this week, introduced water into his elegant residence, on Fulton street. The Waverly Water Company are meeting with unexpected success, in the introduction of water into residences so soon after erecting their works. Merriam, Building Committee.

Waverly, April 28, Miss Lowman is a niece of Mrs. Van Etten. She is a resident of Waverly, N. Her father is a newspaper man and was in Kansas during the "bleeding Kansas" struggle and published a paper at Lawrenceville during the mob war in that place and where his partner was killed. In directory there were Lowman's living at Chemung street, old numbering prior to From the census, Rita was living at Chemung street with her mother Harriet who owned the home and daughter Natalie. Michael Feeny, a young man, nineteen years of age, and a resident of Elmira, died at the Hotel Bennett, soon after twelve o'clock Wednesday, from the efforts of an enormous dose of morphine, evidently taken with the intent of producing death.

He arrived in this city on Erie train 8, on Tuesday afternoon and registered at the Hotel, where he wandered about in an aimless mamer which attracted the notice of the clerks, but to which no special attention was given. About nine o'clock in the evening he was engaged in writing a letter at the table in the sitting room where some guests of the house were having a little vocal and instrumental music. He suddenly left the table, and, pen in hand approached one of the officials of the House who was in the room, and proposed that they should dance.

He was told to sit down and not interfere, a bit of advice which he accepted and quietly resumed his writing. His appearance and actions at that time indicated that he was slightly under the influence of drink. About seven o'clock in the morning one of the chambermaids called the attention of W. Perry, the night bartender and clerk of the hotel, to the heavy breathing and "snoring" of the occupant of room No. Knowing that this was the room assigned to Feeny, and suspecting that all was not right from the sounds which issued from the room, Perry went into an adjoining apartment and climbed through the transom of another door into No.

Here he found Feeny lying on his back on the bed, his pants, shirt and stockings on, and breathing in a manner which indicated that he was dying. Hed turned up the gas which was left burning low, and after a vain endeavor to arouse the sleeper by shaking, went down stairs and notified one of the proprietors. Ely was called by telephone, arriving in a few moments.

He found the patient in a comatose condition and breathing heavily, the pupils of the eyes contracted, pulse feeble, and extremities cold, On the table was a nearly empty eighth ounce bottle of sulphate morphin, its wrapper bearing the name of Slaguhter and Wells, Waverly , a tumbler containing the sediment of a mixture of the poison with water, and a letter addressed to Mrs.

From appearances of evaporation of the liquid, and the sediment in the glass, it was thought that the mixture was prepared between eleven and twelve o'clock on the previous night. Ely endeavored to administer an emetic, but the power of swallowing was gone. A powerful battery was applied, and restored thoraxial action, which had ceased. The stomach pump was used but to no purpose, and at a few moments past noon life was extinct. Following is a copy of letter found: My Dear Mother: - I take this chance to leave you as I am going to a better land, etc.

I wish to thank you for all you have done for me, etc. Please forgive my sin which I have committed. Next page. Mother I was not born to play second fiddle to any person. Tell Buff not to dringk for my sake. If it had not been for drink I would not have done this. To all my friends, good bye.

Mother I thought of you last. It is better for me to die than to live, etc. Mother forgive me as I do my enemies, and you need not mind where you bury me, because I do not care whether it is consecrated ground or not. You need not go to much expenses, and oblige your dear son. Don't be ashamed of me for I won't play second fiddle to any person, etc. Please forgive me for this and your loving son, Michael Feeny. If you ever put up a headstone please put on it "died because he was poor" on the bottom of the headstone. I had better die by my own hand than to live the live that is marked out for me.

Good bye dear mother and Johnny Pete and Captain. I hope I will meet you all in heaven. The letter was written with ink, in a coarse straggling school boy hand, and was badly blotted. She arrived accompanied by her elder son Peter Feeny on train No. The son testified that deceased was a shoemaker by trade, but of late had been "braking" on the Lehigh Valley road; that he last saw him alive in Elmira, when he stated that he was going to Waverly to try and get work in his brother-in-law's machine shop in the place.

He had always been considered of sound mind, though subject at times to spells of drinking. Deceased was rather fine looking, dressed in black and wore under his shirt a sacred amulet. The remains will be taken to Elmira onNo. The verdict of the jury summoned by Coroner Johnson which met at the Court House in the evening, was that deceased committed his death by an overdose of morphine administered by himself for the purpose of producing death.

The following were the jury: Cyrus Clapp, S. Charles McCall, J. December 9, Prof Moray has brought out his view of Waverly , and now has it on sale. We mentioned the fact a few weeks ago that the work was in the hands of the engraver, and now that we have seen a proof of the picture we can speak more advisedly with regard to it.

The view of our village is taken from the hill on the northwest near Mr. Hemstreet's and embraces the entire village. This constitutes the main picture, and is exceedingly accurate, everything, including streets, is brought out with such distinctness that any locality may be determined at a glance. The view as a whole is beautiful and picturesque. The artist could not have selected a better point of view to give effect to the grand landscape which includes Waverly, Factoryville, Milltown, Sayre, and a faint view of Athens.

The engraver has done his work well, and made a beautiful and valuable picture. The margin of the large sheet is ornamented with isolated views in our village of more than ordinary interest. The view of Spanish Hill is the best we ever saw. Moray knew his business when he selected his point for that picture.

The Lincoln St. The Park from Penn's avenue is the most beautiful part of our village. The view on Broad street is from the west, and covers the finest part of that street. The view on Chemung street is from the east and embraces that street from Mr. Slaughter's westward. Now these side pictures are not inferior affairs, but clear-cut, well defined, finely engraved views of great beauty and interest.

They are on sale at the Drug Stores, and by Mr. Waverly Free Press: Mrs. Perley and daughter, Miss Josie Perley, will return to this place the first of the year to reside, and will board with Mrs. Miss Frances Perley expects to go to Germany in January to continue her musical studies. VanAtta purchased the interest of the late Mr.

Wells in Sawyer, President, H. Manning, Cahier.

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I thought, "barton"! Is not this a clue to the origin of the name of our town? I opened the Lexicon and found the word and definition as follows: "Barton" "The domain lands of a manor; the manor itself, and sometimes the out-houses. Some large land owner like the Lorillard, who had extensive possession of land here in an early day as early as , he owned land from the state line to Spencer had marked upon his map of he wild, unsettled territory, a possible future manor, the word "Barton.

Waverly, March 22, For Sale. For particulars and terms, enquire of S. Halliday, Ithaca, or F. In looking over our town we notice a large number of residences undergoing thorough repair, and a few new ones going up. It is evident Waverly needs more houses to rent. We have an old one for which at least a dozen application have been made.

The Dodge block when completed, will have good living rooms for three families. But the cry is for more, and earlier. March 29, Jefferson County Journal. Adam, N. Waverly, Tioga Co. March 22, Editor Journal: Having a few leisure hours, I have concluded to spend the time in adopting a suggestion made to me by a few friends while at Adams, viz: To furnish the readers of the Journal a letter describing Waverly , and the surrounding country, which is picturesque.

The village contains a population of about six thousand souls, including a large delegation from "Ould Ireland. Very little effort is made to clear the wood-lands at present, because of the great abundance of coal sold at nominal prices, thus destroying the market for the sale of wood as fuel, and the woods are left intact save the small amount cut for lumbering purposes. The southern valley is traversed by the Lehigh Valley and Pennsylvania and N. Two beautiful rivers, the Chemung and Susquehanna, perpetually flow on either side of the valuable plain between the converging ranges of mountains, and after mingling their waters at the entrance of the southern valley, roll down its extended expanse together; and the dwellers of this valley may say - "There is not in this wide world a valley more sweet.

Than this vain in whose bosom the bright waters meet. The borough of South Waverly contains nearly two thousand inhabitants, largely composed of the working men. To the southeast about one and one-half miles, lies the busy village of Sayre, which place contains a large number of railroad shops, car-wheel and axle foundries, and many other establishments employing many men. This spring one hundred wooden and one hundred brick houses will be erected by the Sayre company, which number of new edifices are in demand because of the large number of famillies constantly settling there.

Athens, another village, of 2, inhabitants, is one mile southwest. One mile east of Waverly is located Factoryville, a small hamlet of inhabitants. Two large tanneries are here located and employ a large number of men. To the east at an equal distance from the latter place is Ellistown. With these surrounding villages so near-and naturally the large amount of trading which centres at Waverly, coupled with the immense amount of railroad business-the village is a constant scene of activity, which reminds one of the scramble of boys after the rolling apples from an overturned apple-cart, or any other conveyance loaded with the aforesaid article.

The water facilities are of the best, a large and never-failing reservoir being located on a hill to the north of the city, or cluster of villages, which contains power and quantity enough to meet the demands of the whole valley. The village contains eight churches, three banks, seven schools-employing eighteen teachers. Some estimate of the railroad business done in this village can be made when it is stated to your readers, truthfully, that eleven engines are constantly used, night and day, in switching at the various yards.

There are enough conductors living at Waverly and vicinity to organize a Conductor's Brotherhood of nearly one hundred members. The Historic Interest is unparalleled. It was here in the valley that the refugees from Wyoming found a comparative resting place. The protracted civil wars among the early settlers, the Indian massacre of Wyoming, and the military movements over these hills and through this valley, the soil of which has been made roily by the blood of our ancestors, will continue to furnish themes for historians.

The views from the mountains are beautiful, and are always attractive to the artist. Spanish Hill is among the ancient curiosities of the country. It stands completely isolated near the east bank of the Chemung river, the state line crossing near its northern point, leaving the principle portion of the hill within the bounds of Pennsylvania. It is about a mile in circumference and feet high, easy of ascent, and from its summit is a charming view of beautiful landscape many miles in extent.

It is surrounded by mountains, near the base of which flow the Chemung and Susquehanna rivers These two facts have given rise to various conjectures. One has given it the name, the other the character of having once been warlike place-of defense. Some of the Indians called it Spanish hill, implying in that and their narratives concerning the hill that the Spaniards had been there, and the name had been perpetuated.

The Indians, after a time seldom went on the hill. They had a tradition that a Cayuga chief once went to the top of the hill and the Manitou, or Great Spirit, took him by the hair of the head and whirled him away to regions unknown. Instead, the chief was murdered by the Spanish buccaneers. These Spanish refugees were met near this hill by the Indians, and after defending themselves they threw up for months and days, breastworks enclosing many acres, but finally perished by starvation at the hands of the savages.

One end of the hill was used by the Indians for a burial ground, and there are some remains visible there still.

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There are several other places of equal interest in the surrounding country which I will leave for a future "leisure hour," and not thoroughly exhaust the patience of reader, editor and compositor by my first letter, I hope. Yours truly. March 31, The Waverly Advocate: Prince Leopold, the brightest and best of Queen Vic's boys, is subject to epileptic fits, still he comtemplates marriage.

His age was A more expanded notice this week. Sawyer, both residing on Chemung street. Sawyer gets three acres adjoining his nearer his residence. The exchange is a very good one and accommodates both parties. Towner of Athens street, who has been failing for some weeks with consumption, died at Sheshequin, her former home, on Saturday last. Her age was 28 years.

Jenkins of Freeport, Ill, a former resident of our village, has been in town for the past two weeks, looking after the welfare of his uncle, Owen Spalding. He is Mr. Spalding's adopted son, and for some time past has had charge of his business. As he succeeds to the estate he will probably make Waverly his home for a portion of the time in the future. Last week we briefly announced the death of Owen Spalding, which occured at his residence, corner of Pennsylvania avenue and Chemung street, on Wednesday, the 3d inst.

He had been in failing health for the past two or three years, and a few days before his death he had a fall which, though apparently unimportant in itself, induced a general paralysis by which his flickering lamp of life was gradually and gently extinguished. The funeral, which occurred from the Presbyterian church on Friday afternoon, was largely attended by all classes of Waverly citizens. Spalding Hose No 3 appeared in uniform, and Tioga Hose in their regulation caps. Beaumont, a former pastor of the Presbyterian church of this village, officiated.

The following named persons acted as pall-bearers: Messrs. Moses Sawyer, Joseph E. Hallet, Hugh J. Baldwin, Hon. Theodore Sawyer, G. Waldo, and Professor H. We can do no better in the way of a biography of Mr. Spalding than to copy the following which appeared in the Elmira Sunday Telegram: Mr. Spalding was the son of a prominent Bradford county man, known as "Sheriff" John Spalding, and was born at Athens, in At the age of twenty-one he married and started life as a farmer, to which he was educated, by moving upon the wild lands, now mostly occupied by the village of Waverly.

It was mainly forest, and with his own energy made it a pleasant and profitable home. At that early day there was little market for farm produce except in exchange for goods at the stores, yet by dint of industry and economy, which never forsook him through life, he became a well-to-do farmer. When the Erie railroad pushed its way through to Elmira, and stuck a stake for the Waverly depot alongside of his farm he became, prospectively, a wealthy man.

His lands were wanted for village purposes, and however liberal he might be in disposing of them, a large increase of wealth was inevitable. Yet in his days of prosperity he forgot not his early life, nor did he cease to respect those who, like himself, were struggling with their own hands for a competence. While he contributed largely to the growth of the village by building liberally of business blocks, some of which yet belong to his estate, his best thought was to induce mechanics of all kinds to come and start business in the new village, and to that end he sold and leased them lands at a mere nominal price, with a long term of years to run.

It is doubtful if a case is on record of his foreclosing or forcing sale on any who were unable to meet their obligation. To give them more time and another chance for payment was characteristic of Owen Spalding. His warmest friends are the poor men of Waverly, and no truer friend had they than Mr. That he had enemies we cannot doubt. For a man of his wealth and position in society for have steered clear of neighborhood bickerings and contentions would be wonderful; yet in his very nature he eschewed quarreling and war as he would the fire that burns.

He was deeply and earnestly interested in educational matters and gave with a liberal hand to establish the old Waverly Institute, and made it the educational success that it became. Although not an educated man himself, he saw and felt the importance of good schools, and what Waverly has achieved in that direction, is due largely to the enterprise and generosity of Mr. During his early life he was an ardent Baptist, and contributed liberally to the support of that church, but later his associations brought him en raporte with the Presbyterians, and for many years he was equally liberal in the support of that church.

During the last few years of his life he seemed to belong to no denomination, but took the good of all, and made-the-well being of humanity the leading work of his closing life. His broad, liberal views and love of his fellowmen reached out beyond the boundaries of church or creed, and embraced all kinds, classes and beliefs.

Although for some two or three years past he had been upon the streets but little and ignored business almost entirely, his final absence will be noted with sorrow, and his death regretted by the entire village of Waverly. He left no children, but his nephews and nieces will fall heir to a fine property, and we hope they will inherit the noble qualities of the good man gone. May 19, The Waverly Advocate: The top of Spanish Hill has been plowed, and relic hunters have been busy picking up arrow heads, bitts of pottery, pipes, and other articles of the early Indian days.

Tracy has a fine specimen of an Indian pipe which he values quite highly. Undoubtedly the Carantouans made the plateau on Spanish Hill their chief headquarters for this portion of their domain.


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Spanish Hill. July 28, The Waverly Advocate: The corporation is putting in a public watering place at junction of Park avenue and Broad street, front of Engine House. It is a good point, and the fountain of very large size. Van Atta is doing the work. The Excursion. Arrangements are complete for a union excursion and basket picnic given by the Baptist and Presbyterian Sunday schools of this village, to Newark Valley trout ponds, Friday, the 18th, by special train.

The grounds around the ponds have been arranged with great care and are among the finest in the country for excursion parties. There is a hall with tables and scats sufficient to accommodate people at once. Kitchen and cooking utensils, swings, croquet grounds, ten enclosed harbors and numerous open ones, and tree platforms, in fact everything needed for picnic parties, whether the day be rain of shine.

No pains will be spared by the managers to make the excursion a safe and pleasant one. The extremely low price at which the tickets have been placed brings the excursion within the reach of nearly all. Be sure and buy early in order that cars may be provided for all. Trains will leave East Waverly at reaching the grounds at , and will return at p.

October 6, The Waverly Advocate: Mrs. It is said that a good many still insist on paying the toll on crossing the Susquehanna free bridge at Athens. Probably they don't take the papers, and have not yet learned that the bridge is free. October 13, The Waverly Advocate: Notice. Hayes, for many years connected with the Corner Drug Store, has fitted up the building adjoining the Peoples Market in very good style, and will commence the Drug business there, but remove to the Dodge block when completed. October 27, The Waverly Advocate: John Seacord is finishing off the second and third stories of the Dodge block into living rooms with all the modern improvements.

It is only necessary to mention the fact that Mr. Seacord is doing the work to assure the public that it will be well done. Dodge is putting down in front of his block a flag-stone walk of excellent material. It is after the style of walk around the Stone block. October 27, The Waverly Advocate: Mrs.

Vanatta, the son of the designer and builder of our estate. Packer, widow of the late Judge Asa Packer, and mother of Col. Packer of Sayre, died at her residence in Manch Chunk last week. She was well advanced in life. It is destined to do good business on this end of the road. The name is a merited recognition of the services of Mr. Elmer in building up the village of Sayre. The former residence of the late Owen Spaulding at the corner of Chemung St.

Enquire of Wm. Fiske Warner Esq. February The Board of Education appointed Mrs. Levi Curtis, Mrs. Slaughter and Mrs. Baldwin a committee to conduct Regents examinations and Miss C. Barber, Miss Lucie P. Clark and Mrs. Spencer a committee to conduct the examination of the teacher's class. May 11, The Waverly Advocate: A drive about town shows that many buildings are being repainted. In no part of the village has there been greater improvement made during the past year than is noticable on Orange street.

Several handsome new houses have been erected, and others have been repaired and repainted, giving abundant evidence of thrift and enterprise, and making of this one of the most pleasant streets in the coporation. William Knapp of west Chemung street, father of "Knapp brothers," had a slight shock of palsy, last Sunday morning.

Fordham - At her residence, near Sayre, Pa. Mary Shepard Fordham was a daughter of the late John Shepard, the pioneer and early settler of this section of country. Slaughter's elegant residence was cast at Francis and Hall's foundry. It is a great improvement to the house, and is a very creditable piece of workmanship. Elmira, N. A heavy wind was blowing, and although four steamers were quickly put on, the Campbell Block was soon in ruins.

The fire is spreading rapidly, and it is feared that the Opera House block and Tioga Hotel will have to go. The buildings are the best in the town. A steamer with feet of hose and a detail of men from the Elmira Department have just left for Waverly. DuBois and occupied by two colored families, took fire in the ceiling near the chimney at an early hour Saturday morning, but the flames were discovered and extinguished before much damage was done. Baldwin is preparing to erect a fine residence on the vacant lot South of Dr.

James Isley and Son have the contract for the cellar and foundations, and have commenced excavating for the same. From directory Rufus S. Harnden, physician and surgeon, had office at 31 Fulton street and lived at 33 Fulton street. Hugh J. Baldwin was listed as lumber, builder and jobber, business at Broad street near Pennsylvania avenue, his home listed as Pennsylvania ave. June 15, The Waverly Advocate: Undertakers are now called "funeral directors. Slaughter , is attending the state association of druggists at Ithaca, this week. August 10, The Waverly Advocate: C. Merriam is putting a gothic roof on his house and making other marked improvements.

When completed it will be a very handsome residence. August 17, The Waverly Advocate: The new town clock will be here the last of next week. It was bought of the Ansonia clock company of Ansonia, Conn. Gilbert H. Hallet, a brother of J. Hallet of this village, died on Monday, Aug. He was formerly a resident of this village having moved here with his brother in , where he resided until when he removed to Chicago.

Lawn Mowers Repaired and Sharpened. Mowers and Reapers Repaired. Morticed Wheels Cogged and Patterns of all kinds made. We also have all of Mr. Lemon's Patterns. Also all kinds of Plow Points A Specialty. They did the iron cresting on top or our roof. Stone, physician and surgeon in the building. Tuttle, J D; I M. Slawson, organist; Wm. P Stone Marshal. January 18, The Waverly Advocate: Dr. Tracy's show window for several weeks. It probably would better for a fellow to get hot water into him than to get into hot water. The "machine" was stored in uncle Joe Hallet's carriage house on Chemung street Chemung st.

Bert afterward became a torch boy of the company, and served long and well, and should he desire his exemption certificate or to have his name placed on the roll of Neptune Exempts, he should address J. Hallet, who is still foreman of the company. Hallet was chairman of the meeting, and Dr. E Johnson, secretary. On motion of Howard Elmer, Dr. Johnson was elected president; Henry T. Laine, vice president; Hatfield Hallet, secretary and treasurer, and Joseph E.

Hallet, foreman. Badges for members of the exempt association were presented to some fifty gentlemen who had comprised the pioneer fire company of Waverly, not all of them however being charter members.

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April 17, Owego Evening Blade: Mr. Slaughter, of Waverly , are in town to-day. Severn was on second floor. This establishment of learning was organized as the Shepard Institute, so named in honor of the movement that perfected its formation. The gentleman to whose benevolence and generosity the early existence of the institute owes more than to any other is Owen Spalding, one of the pioneers of the place, who not only took one-half of the capital stock, but also donated the land on which the building stands.

The first board of trustees was elected August 30th, , and consisted of Messrs. Owen Spalding, Arthur Yates, Benj. Baldwin, Isaac Shepard, R. Elmer, G. Fairchild and R. At a special meeting of the stockholders, Dec. The Institute was under the efficient care of Professor Andrew J.

Lang, from its opening in until August 22nd During the thirteen years of his management, the establishment acquired an excellent reputation, Professor Lang being one of the finest educators of the country, and naturally advanced the institution to an elevated position among the best educational institutions of the state. Professor Lang died at the early age of thirty-nine leaving behind him a name honored among prominent educators.

On the 15th day of April , the Institute was merged into, and became the academic department of the Union school, under the visitation of the Regents of the University, and S. Read More. Tuesday, December 21, He does, however, get permission to place Holli under house arrest until the mistake can be fixed. Christmastime gets wicked in the delightful Arrested Holiday! Holli is likeable, relatable, and has a few vulnerabilities that I found engaging. Together, Holli and Michael are hotter than any fire.

Arrested Holiday is a wonderful blend of naughty and nice, making it the perfect read for the holiday season. Wednesday, December 15, Tuesday, December 14, I love a good reading challenge, so I had to post about not one, but two coming your way in Read 10 books from either challenge in Post your books, your rating and your completion date as we follow along. Encourage discussions of the book and the author as we discover new worlds and friends! Check out Nicole's challenge page HERE for further details, gorgeous challenge buttons, and even news about prizes!!!

Wednesday, November 17, Tuesday, November 16, I highly recommend The Dickens With Love. In fact, you can read my review of it HERE. But now the rich and unscrupulous Mr. Stephanopoulos has a proposition. A previously unpublished Christmas book by Charles Dickens has turned up in the hands of an English chemistry professor by the name of Sedgwick Crisparkle. Actually, two catches. The nutty Professor Crisparkle turns out to be totally gorgeous—and on the prowl. James has been a very bad boy. Warning: This book contains an ocelot, songs by America, Stardust martinis, tinsel, long-lost manuscripts, Faith, Hope and…Love.

Sunday, November 14, Much to my excitement, Ms. Determined to prove him wrong, she sublets an apartment in San Diego, grabs pen and paper, and lists all her sexual fantasies. Intending to surprise Bryce with it as soon as possible. Only the list winds up in the wrong hands—or are they the right ones? But when he slides into her bed, he finds horrified, brunette-and-curvy Annabelle instead—along with her naughty list. But then Ryan makes her a delicious offer: The chance to check off every last wild, wicked item—with the help of his equally hot SEAL team buddy, Matt.

A harmless fling is easy to add to her list. Warning: This title features a sassy heroine, a Navy SEAL hero, and a sex list—being organized has never been so much fun! Be prepared for hot sex on the floor, in public, and even with someone watching Addicted Lennox and Jamie My Review 3. A Little Bit of Hot Paper Princess 2. Broken Prince 3. Him Ryan Wesley and Jamie Canning 2. Dirty Little Secrets release date unknown top After Hours 1. Private Justice by Marie Ferrarella 2.

Special Ops Bodyguard by Beth Cornelison 3. Cowboy Under Siege by Gail Barrett 4. Rancher Under Cover by Carla Cassidy 5. Colton Destiny by Justine Davis 2. Thursday, November 11, Anyone who has read and loved the Psy-Changelings knows that Ms. Now comes the story of an alpha wolf named Hawke used to getting exactly what he wants--and of the only woman who dares tangle with him. Since the moment of her defection from the PsyNet and into the SnowDancer wolf pack, Sienna Lauren has had one weakness. Alpha and dangerous, he compels her to madness.

But Sienna fascinates the primal heart of him, even as he tells himself she is far too young to handle the wild fury of the wolf. Then Sienna changes the rules and suddenly, there is no more distance, only the most intimate of battles between two people who were never meant to meet. Wednesday, November 3, Sunday, October 31, Halloween is almost over and, if you're like me, you hate to see it go. I'm prolonging it a little bit as in, until next October by enjoying Halloween romances.

The contest lasts until November 3rd, so go here to enter. Wednesday, October 27, Wednesday, October 20, Monday, October 4, Who can pass up a worthy cause? Friday, September 17, Travis Carmichael and Vetta St. Saturday, September 4, The Shelf of Awesome is a shelf of books that, in brief, inspire me. By inspire I mean these books are the ones that always inspire me to write, to read, to imagine, to love, to smile, and to find happiness.

Since The Shelf of Awesome is an actual shelf, no ebooks made the cut. And please, do let me know — do you have a similar shelf? What books have or would make the cut and why? Robb Books Mean Love Or at least they do when your closest friends also happen to be avid readers. By Mem Fox and Judy Horacek. Monday, August 30, Temair's Fyre My Review 2.

Temair's Rayne My Review 3. Temair's Aire My Review 4. Temair's Earth My Review 4. Nuriel's Wolf My Review 1. The Discovery 2. Nuriel's Cougar release date unknown top Corporate Affairs formerly titled The Worthington Group Note: this series is temporarily out of print. Thursday, August 26, As you can tell, Wit and Sin has undergone another makeover. I think I've gotten most of the kinks worked out phew and I love the handy new search box at the top of the page. When I switched over to this new design, I accidentally deleted all the links I had to my reading orders and favorite authors' websites.

Everything should now be back up thank goodness and if you're looking for reading orders, reviews, or my favorite authors' websites, just scroll down and they list of links are all on the left-hand side.

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Needless to say I'm sticking with this look for a while. New reading orders will be coming soon. The jump links on a few of the reading order pages are still off and those will be fixed shortly. The lists are all there, so never fear - it's all in order : Thanks for visiting Wit and Sin and I'm wishing you all good times, great reads, and much happiness. Thursday, July 22, Thursday, June 10, Because summer frequently means white water rafting to me and because I discovered the design tab on Blogger , Wit and Sin has a new look!!!!

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