The beginning of this madness was the summer of 2007, when I had an inspiration to find a farmer who would allow me to follow him around, getting underfoot and in his way, all the while taking pictures of him and his hands, as he went about his daily routine on the farm. I found a willing farmer, not too far from my home and my adventure began. When it was all said and done, I had taken well over 2000 pictures and had found a new friend as well.
I thought it would be fun to have my hubby write a few small poems to go along with some of the photos.
All photos and poems, except where noted belong to me.
The Farmer In This Brilliant Idea of Mine
A Farmer, A Poet and A Little Crazy In A Good Way
Jonas, the farmer in this project is a gentle soul, a poet himself and a bit crazy as he readily admits. He was born and raised here in Pennsylvania and has been farming for many years. He raises and sells grass fed certified organic Limousin beef.
Healthy living, sustainable farming and writing poetry are his passions. He loves and respects the land and he enjoys teaching and sharing his knowledge that he has acquired over the years. At age 65, he is an “old hippy” without ever really having been one. Oh, and he has the prettiest gray eyes I have ever seen and yeah like you needed to know that. 🙂
Raising Limousin Cattle
As mentioned, the cattle that Jonas has chosen to raise are the Limousin breed which are thought to be over 20,000 years old and originate in France, in fact, there are ancient cave paintings in the Limoges region in France, that depict cattle that are strikingly similar in appearance to the Limousin breed of today.
In 1968, Canada started to import these cattle and finally in 1971, the first Limousin cattle began to be imported into the US. They quickly became a popular breed having milder temperaments and a genetic tendency to be naturally leaner than other breeds. An average female weighs around 1400 pounds while males can go as much as a ton. This breed is an excellent choice for any farmer who wishes to try his hand at doing things nature’s way and going down the organic grass fed beef avenue.
As more and more people begin to realize that the foods they eat make a big impact on the quality of their life, giving consumers better food choices, such as grass fed only beef is a step in the right direction not just for personal health issues, but for the health and well being of the planet, a community’s economy and even the quality of life for the animals in question. Small farms, like Jonas’s produce high quality products for consumers… something that big factory farms simply can’t. The animal’s living conditions are far superior; Jonas’s farm has 70 acres of lush grass land for the animals to graze and roam as nature intended. Factory farms tend to keep animals in small confined spaces, where disease and stress are a “normal” part of the animal’s life.
Healthy, safe, environmentally responsible and humanely raised!
Jonas is a proud member of the The Animal Welfare Approved program which certifies that his and members farms raise their animals humanely, outdoors on pasture or range.
For time will wait for no farmer, neither will a cow
A farmer knows no time
a minute, an hour, a day;
it all flows past him
as work gets in the way.
There is no tomorrow
only here and now
for time will wait for no farmer
and neither will a cow
When work needs to be done
it has to be done to a “t:”
there is no hurrying the right way
for right is the way it should be
So the next time you hear a farmer
says “30 minutes or so”
expect it to take how long it takes
for right is the true way to go.
The Eyes of The “Mad Cow”
Windows of the soul
Yours tell me you won’t listen
You will try to do as you wish
I am here
I ain’t moving
Face to face
Waiting on each other to make the first move
When it comes, action will be explosive
I will triumph
Overcome your stubbornness
Tag your ear.
Our Lives Are Ruled By Time
In a short while it will be tomorrow
or will it still be today?
It never ceases to amaze
how time can slip away.
Our lives are ruled by time
rushing here and there
just to come to a sudden stop
and find we are nowhere.
Can we ever stop and look
at the world that is around?
or must we always hurry past
our eyes only on the ground?
Why must we try to kill time
as time kills us instead?
Could time just be a fantasy?
A phantom in our head?
I learned a lesson some time ago:
why rush when I can dally?
Relaxed is the way to spend your time
When only you keep tally.
My Work Fits Like A Glove
My work fits like a glove
Covering my hands
But still I must wonder
About the care of the lands
Do I measure up to my father?
I watch and I build
I sow and I reap
I plow and I fix
I go to sleep
Do I measure up to my father?
I watch and I wait
I strive and I toil
I walk and I till
I work the soil
Do I measure up to my father?
I question myself
I analyze my work
I consider my thoughts
I do not shirk
I measure up to my father.
Jonas and Poetry
Jonas is a very independent minded individual and doesn’t take too kindly to being told what to do, what to think, what to wear, and what to eat. He is especially concerned with the growing number of farmers being shut down for doing what farmers having been doing since agriculture came into vogue thousands of years ago….farming. It is a sad commentary on society when we consider a farmer a criminal for simply farming.
Below is a poem written by Jonas, in response to numerous farmers across the nation being arrested and or having their farm shut down by the FDA, the USDA and various other organizations simply for farming the green way and producing products that consumers WANT.
Copyright Jonas Stoltzfus 2010
Used with permission
JUST LEAVE US ALONE
We don’t need your license, permission to be,
In the home of the brave and the land of the free.
No permits are needed, it’s easy to see
All we ask of you, is just leave us be.
Our forefathers left Europe many years ago,
And came to America, to plant and to grow.
In Europe persecution is what drove us out,
They hammered us bad with government clout.
They beat us and hung us, some were skinned alive,
And boiled up in oil, like a bunch of French fries.
We were drowned and pounded, to make us submit
To the official religion, how they interpreted it.
But we fled to America, to the land of the free
To put down new roots, and it worked, you can see.
We’re peace-loving people, small farmers most,
But now again seems, like we’re government toast.
It looks like we’re fallin’ on hard times again.
This time seems the leaders, are trying us to skin
By economic pressure, make us change our ways,
Make us comply, to the regulation daze.
For years we’ve sold food to all who would buy,
Do our best to keep it whole, we always would try
So now all we’re asking, in our place in the sun,
Is just for some peace, and just leave us alone.
Just leave us alone, is all that we ask,
Let each of us get on, with what is our task.
We get up each morning, and do our own thing
As we’re working along, sometimes we sing.
We’re producing the food that many folks like,
Most of the stuff does a body real good.
Maybe some of our bakin’ is just a tad sweet,
But the bread that we bake, is a pleasure to eat.
And all that we ask, is just leave us be
Is that just too hard? Something you can’t see?
We’re the small time farmers, in love with our land
And the animals we raise, with a skilled, gentle hand.
We pasture our stock, cows, chickens and pigs,
Sheep, horses and goats, green grass they all dig.
People come to our farms, they line up to buy
The stuff we produce, we can look in the eye
Of each of our customers, friends, neighbors too,
And be sure it’s the best, I’m just tellin’ you.
We’re like the King’s food taster, in those days of yore,
who checked out each thing, makin’ absolutely sure,
There was nothing that threatened, the life of the king.
And all that we ask, is to leave us alone
As we grow food to eat, boil the broth from the bone.
We pay our school taxes, then have our own schools
And most of the time, stick close to the rules.
We take stuff to market, vegetables, cheese and meat,
And meet with our customers, a firm handshake to greet.
We take care of each other, no public welfare we need,
Just leave us alone, is now what we plead.
We don’t want your handouts, no bailouts we need
Just leave us alone, we now again plead.
A parting thought/reminder:
“If people let the government decide what foods they eat and what medicines they take, their bodies will soon be in as sorry a state as the souls who live under tyranny.” Thomas Jefferson
© 2014-2017 Glory Miller All Rights Reserved
Well, here it is, the second (and last) part of the SpongeBob Life Lessons article.
Nature Pants (Season 1; Episode 9)
When SpongeBob decides that he wants to give up his current life and go life with the jellyfis, he gives away all his worldly possessions to his friends and heads out to live among his jellyfish brethren. His friends think his choice is a mistake and try to talk him out of it, but he refuses to listen. Non one believes he will have the ability to remain with the jelly fish for a long period of time, Squidward says that he will last about 11 minutes before realizing his mistake. As it turns out, his friends are right; the jelly fish aren’t all that welcoming to him and Patrick misses him so much that he actually tries to catch him and bring him back home, but still he refuses to give up his dream. But, it doesn’t take too long for SpongeBob to realize that just maybe he made a mistake after all. Will his friends take him back…will they give back all his stuff… I think you know the answer to that.
Let’s take a look at some of the lessons from this episode.
1) Some Ideas Really Are Just Bad Ideas
SpongeBob thought that living among the jelly fish was going to be a fun adventure, but when he tried it, it wasn’t what he thought it would be. Sometimes we get ideas that sound great in the planning stage, but when we put into practical use, are nothing at all like they were intended to be. That is not to say that all ideas will fail and not work, that would be a silly thing to say, but there are times when good ideas fail. But, the good news is that there is value in things failing, as it teaches us to look for alternative solutions. Thomas Edison had to try 1,000 times before he found the correct way to make a light bulb…each wrong try taught him that he had to try something else and he did so until he found the correct combination. So, even failure has valuable lessons to teach.
2) Trying New Things And Appreciating What We Already Have
Wanting to try something new and different is fine. Experiencing new things is how we gain knowledge about ourselves and the world around us. SpongeBob found out that the life he had was pretty good and the life of a jellyfish didn’t work so well for him. He learned to appreciate the life he had given up. The life of a jellyfish is fine for a jellyfish, but not so much for a sponge.
3) Everyone Has a Right To Make Their Own Choices
We can’t make someone act or think the way we want them too. Patrick learned this when he tried to catch SpongeBob and bring him back home against his will. SpongeBob kept running and hiding from Patrick because he simply did not want to go back to his old life. Patrick realized that if SpongeBob was to come back home, it had to be by his own choice.
4) Sometimes our Friends Are Right!!!
It’s is not just experts we can learn things from, sometimes our friends can have a better and clearer view of a situation than we do. Even though his friends were against his idea from the start and tried to talk some sense to him, SpongeBob was determined that he knew best. We all will have experiences like this, wanting to do something that our friends and or family will think foolish or unwise. It is probably a good idea to take their concerns seriously and examine them; are they coming from a merely emotional reaction or is there some solid basis for their concern. When you have to make a choice, such as changing your way of life like SpongeBob attempted, it’s good to look at as many points of view as possible. Our enthusiasm and excitement can sometimes blind us to the less than ideal aspects of our plans.
5) It’s Okay to Make Mistakes
During our lifetime we are going to make many mistakes and it is fine to admit that we were wrong or made a wrong choice. In SpongeBob’s case, he learned he wasn’t cut out for life as a member of the jellyfish clan, but even more importantly, he discovered he had friends who loved him and missed him and welcomed him back with open arms.
Graveyard Shift (Season 2; Episode 36)
To Squidward’s dismay and SpongeBob’s delight, Mr. Krabs announces that the Krusty Krab will remain open for 24 hours a day. The graveyard shift as it’s called, passes slowly. To liven it up a bit Squidward discovers that SpongeBob is afraid to take the trash to the dumpster because it’s dark out side. This gives him the great idea to create the story of the “Hash Slinging Slasher”, a former fry cook at the Krusty Krab who while making Krabby patties accidentally cut off his hand and then replaced it with a rusty spatula. Things go from bad to worse, when the fry cook is then run down by a bus, and finally gets fired at his funeral. But that’s not all, every Tuesday he returns to the Krusty Krab looking for revenge. There are three signs to look for that note his impending return, the lights will flicker on and off, the phone will ring and when answered no one will be there and finally, the Slasher arrives on the ghost of the bus that ran him down. Of course, even Squidward gets scared when the signs of the Slasher’s coming begin to happen, the lights flicker, the phone rings and finally a bus pulls up out front of the Krusty Krab and one passenger steps off! Oh no!! It’s the Hash Slinging Slasher and he had returned for his revenge—naw, not really, as it turns out it’s merely a kid who wants to work at the Krusty Krab who brought his own spatula and who had called earlier but lost his nerve at the last minute.
Let’s look at some of the lessons in this episode.
1) Having to Do Unpleasant Things
At times in our lives, we all have to do things we don’t want to do as Squidward discovered with having to work the graveyard shift, and SpongeBob having to take trash to the dumpster at night. But that is all a part of being a responsible person whether you are an adult or a kid. Sometimes those things we don’t want to do are based on insecurities, like with SpongeBob; he didn’t mind taking the garbage to the dumpster, he was simply afraid of the dark, but, he found the courage to face his fears and accomplished his goal. Squidward, on the other hand, didn’t want to work because he wanted to be off doing something else that’s more fun like playing his clarinet or painting another self portrait.
2) Not Everything We Are Told Is True
We can’t believe everything we are told. Squidward told a wild untrue story to SpongeBob and presented it as the truth. In life, we will meet people who will lie to us for one reason or another. If you are ever faced with a story that you think might be made up, don’t be afraid to investigate it further.
3) Getting Caught Up In Our Own Lies
Squidward thought that idea of scaring SpongeBob with the Hash Slinging Slasher story was hilarious. But, it turned out to be not so funny when it appeared as thought the story was true. That happens in life, we tell a lie for whatever reason, and then end up getting caught up in that lie, maybe having to tell more lies to cover up previous lies…whew…it sure can be a tangled web for sure.
Sailor Mouth (Season 2; Episode 38)
True sophisticates like SpongeBob and Patrick would never allow their lips to be stained by using curse words, or so we are led to believe. One day, SpongeBob, while reading “dumpster writing; the voice of the people”, comes across a word he doesn’t understand in a sentence about Mr. Krabs. Patrick tells him that the word is a “sentence enhancer” and is used when people want to talk fancy. One merely peppers your conversation with these enhancers and end up having a “spicy sentence sandwich”. The boys then proceed to use the word (blocked out by dolphin chirps, and other noises) until Mr. Krabs tells them it is a bad word, one of thirteen that should never be used.
The lessons this episode taught me.
1) People Can Be Mean
People can say and write some mean nasty things about other people. SpongeBob discovered this when he saw a not so nice piece of graffiti written on the dumpster about Mr. Krabbs.
2) When In Doubt, Find Out!
There are always going to be things we don’t understand as SpongeBob discovered when he saw those bad words written on the dumpster. When faced with something that puzzles us, it is best to seek out someone who is knowledgeable and can answer our questions like our parents or a teacher. We can also go to the library and look up the information or even go a Google search.
3) Sometimes People Haven’t a Clue As To What They Are Talking About!
We can also find ourselves being unintentionally misled. Patrick honestly believed he was telling SpongeBob the truth about what sentence enhancers were. He didn’t intentionally lie to SpongeBob, but he did give him the wrong information. This lesson ties in with lesson two.
Just One Bite: (Season 3; Episode 43)
Is it possible that the reason our favorite octopus, Squidward, is so unhappy and grouchy, be the fact that in all the years he has worked at the Krusty Krab, he has never once tasted a Krabby Patty? That is the conclusion that our favorite sponge comes too, so, he decides to make it his mission to get Squidward to just take one bite of a patty. Realizing if he doesn’t, SpongeBob won’t ever leave him alone, he takes a bite and hates it! But, wait, there is trickery afoot, as it turns out, that one bite has made Squidward a Krabby Patty fan…. all those wasted years!! Now, the fun really begins as he schemes to get his tentacles on a patty without SpongeBob finding out. He ends up sneaking into the Krusty Krabb early one morning to finally get a chance to enjoy a patty in peace and discovers that SpongeBob is there, so he locks himself in the patty vault and eats all the patties, only to have his thighs gain a huge amount of weight and..explode, in a comical way of course, nothing gruesome there.
The lessons from this episode.
1) Don’t Judge By Appearances
We can go through life being for or against something without ever having any practical experience with it. Squidward hated Krabby Patties, but he had NEVER tried one. Somethings might look good or bad from appearances, but we sometimes have to dig a little deeper before making a judgment for or against.
2) Getting Rid of the Old Beliefs Makes Room For the New
It is okay to change our mind about a thing or situation once we have gained new information that supports that change. We don’t have to hold onto old outdated beliefs that no longer do us any good and simply don’t fit our personality.
3) It’s Okay To Have Our Own Likes and Dislikes
At first, SpongeBob found it difficult to believe that there could be someone out there who didn’t love Krabby Patties, as he viewed them as an absolute good. So, he spent time trying to get Squidward to try them. After much effort, SpongeBob finally accepted that it was perfectly fine for Squidward to have his own opinions about the Krabby Patty. Even though SpongeBob wasn’t trying to be mean or to step on Squid’s right to say no, he did go overboard in his attempt to change his mind. As we go through life we meet lots of people and there might be one or two who think like SpongeBob did in this episode; that their opinion or admiration for a particular thing should be shared by all. None of us share the exact same views on everything and Squid was no different in this sense. He exerted his personal sovereignty which is one of those big fancy words that means he was his own boss in the matter and didn’t have to give in to outside control namely Sponge’s attempts to get him to try a taste of the patty.
4) Fear Can Make Us Do Silly Things
When Squidward discovered he loved Krabby Patties, he didn’t’ share this with SpongeBob because he was afraid of how he would react. Fear can cause us to do some strange things, like lock ourselves in a Krabby Patty vault and over eat till our thighs blow up… but seriously, while fear can be a good thing in that it motivates us to take a serious look at a potentially dangerous or negative situation, it can also prevent us from forming friendships and opening up to those around us. SpongeBob and Squidward could have shared a Krabby Patty lunch and gained a pleasant memory to be relieved at a later time.
4) Overeating Can Be Dangerous
Over eating can be dangerous. Squidward locked himself into the patty vault and ate so many Krabby patties, his thighs exploded. Of course this was meant to be humorous, but it is true that over eating can be dangerous to our health. It’s great to have a favorite food, but just take it easy and don’t over do it.
The Splinter (Season 6; Episode 105)
The Splinter (Episode 105) One day at work, SpongeBob manages to get his spatula stuck in the ceiling of the kitchen at the Krusty Krab. (I’m telling ya, SpongeBob is one talented little sponge!) Piling boxes and jars of mayonnaise on top of each other, he manages to get high enough to get the spatula free only to lose his balance and fall causing the boxes and jars to spill their contents. But, you know luck is usually on his side and he manages to land safely. It’s only when he takes a step and slips on the spilled mayonnaise that he ends up getting a nasty splinter in his thumb off the hardwood floor. He tries all kinds of ways to get it out, but only manages to make things worse. When Squidward finds out, he tells him that Mr. Krabs will send him home early, a thought which terrifies poor SpongeBob, because you and I know how much he loves working at the Krusty Krab. He finally breaks down and calls his best friend Dr. Patrick (we know this is trouble even before Patrick gets there, huh?) for help. Patrick only succeeds in getting the splinter stuck deeper into his thumb AND it is now beginning to show signs of infection. When Mr. Krabs finds out, it’s with ease that he pulls the splinter free. SpongeBob is now on the mend and can stay at work flipping his beloved Krabby Patties.
The lessons I learned from this episode
1) Falling Hurts
That comes as no surprise, right. SpongeBob took a really big risk when he stacked up boxes and bottles one atop the other in a make shift ladder, so he could retrieve his spatula that he had accidentally stuck in the ceiling. He lost his balance and came tumbling down only to have a huge splinter embed itself in his thumb. Ouch!
2) That Darn Fear Factor, Again
SpongeBob’s fear of being sent home early made him decide to hide his injury from Mr. Krabbs. Instead of seeking real medical attention, he sought help from his best buddy, Patrick, who tried all kinds of remedies which only made things worse instead of better. The splinter became infected and hurt more than ever. And though it might not sound like much, an infected finger could lead to much more serious health issues.
3) Taking Risks Isn’t Necessarily A Bad Thing
While it is easy to see that SpongeBob’s risk on his makeshift ladder didn’t pan out too well, that is not to say that all risk taking is bad or wrong or will lead to failure or harm. Life is full of risks, but there are things we can do to minimize the dangers involved. A plan of action carefully conceived can lead to wonderful discoveries or the ability to get our spatula dislodged from the ceiling without getting a nasty splinter in our finger.
4) Sometimes People Use Our Own Fears Against Us
It almost appears as though Squidward found some sense of joy or pleasure in threatening to tell Mr. Krabbs about SpongeBob’s splinter. He knew that this was our little sponge’s biggest fear…. to be sent home from work. In real life there are people who do the same kinds of things, they discover what you fear the most and try to use that to their advantage, it’s a sort of emotional black mail. Fighting back against this kind of thing can be tough to do, especially in this scenario since SpongeBob has always considered Squidward his friend (no matter how many times he was told otherwise). In this case the right thing would have been for SpongeBob to have told Mr. Krabbs about his injury, no matter how frightened he was of the outcome.
© 2014-2017 Glory Miller All Rights Reserved
Historians can only speculate why Daniel Kaufman bought 48 acres of land from his father, Abraham, and settled the small village of Boiling Springs in 1843. The popular theory is that he was intending to sell lots to raise money to help his father pay off debts that amounted to more than $1,900 which was a huge sum of money in those days.
There was another theory that he founded the village because of the iron works that was nearby, but that won’t work as a reason because by the time 1843 rolled around, the iron works was in great disrepair and was up for sale and didn’t seem to have too much potential to draw in anyone who would be looking for work and who would want to settle in the area.
But, no matter the reason, he was planning his little village to be built on rich farm land. It had streams for fishing and even had a lake that, even though was man made, still offered up a beautiful scenic view. It sounded like an ideal place to put down roots, to build a house, to start and raise a family. I think Daniel, in his way had “far vision” the ability to see or dream about what the future could be like.
I am not a historian by any means, and I don’t have an extensive knowledge about the history of Boiling Springs. If you really want an in depth history of the place, I recommend getting a copy of At a Place Called the Boiling Springs that has been edited by Richard L. Tritt and Randy Watts.
This page is just my way of visiting again, a place that I came to love when I lived there over 10 years ago. There is something very special about Boiling Springs, there is an energy that runs through and around it. Maybe it’s because of the water that that surrounds it an even runs under it, water is, after all water is one of the basic elements of life that helps to give substance to our world.
Note: All photos are courtesy of Glory Miller (that’s me) and old postcards are from the personal collection of Glory Miller (hey, that’s me, too!)
The Ege Mansion
- One of the most beautiful and hard to miss buildings in the small village is what used to be the Ege family mansion that was built by Michael Ege Sr. around 1780. It is a Federal style building that boasted twenty three rooms.
- In 1775, Ege purchased one eighth of the Carlisle Iron Works which has been started around 1762 by John Rigby & Co. Ege eventually took over sole ownership of the iron works by 1792.
- Called by different names; Ege Mansion, Big House, Ironmaster’s Mansion.
- Once the Ege family could no longer maintain the iron works, it and the mansion went up for sale around 1859. It has been hinted that Peter Ege, who inherited it from his father, Michael Jr, wouldn’t or couldn’t run the business so it had to be sold.
- It was purchased by Cary Ahl and several of his brothers in 1863. Ahl took up residence at the mansion (his brothers lived in Newville) and remodeled it in the 1870s and then made a few more changes in 1881. Ahl died at the mansion in 1885. By the time of Ahl’s death new advances in iron making had put the Ahl’s out of the iron business.
- After Ahl’s death, the mansion was purchased by Jared C. Bucher in 1887 who was the last iron master and operated the business until 1894. Bucher and his wife, Helen, named their home Highland Terrace. They renovated the home in the 1930’s. The Bucher family sold the house in 1985.
- The mansion has had several incarnations as a bed and breakfast, first as Highland House and then as Swan Lake.
- It has been a little while since I last visited Boiling Springs, but last time I was there the mansion was sitting empty and unloved, which is such a shame, as this has the potential, in the right hands, to be the show piece of Boiling Springs. I hope it’s no longer empty and not cared for, this is a wonderful piece of history for the community and for Cumberland County as well.
- George Ege died when Michael was only six years old. He and his older brother George were brought up by his uncle the Baron Von Steigel of Manheim, PA. or so the story goes.
- Another popular story is that Von Steigel is buried at the mansion. After losing his fortune and discovering he had no friends, Von Steigel lived at the mansion until his death. He was buried there with the intention of being moved and buried elsewhere, which never happened. There is no real historical evidence to support this claim and in fact several places in Pennsylvania claim to be home to the Baron’s final resting place.
The Boiling Springs Mill Apartments
- At the lower end of Children’s Lake is an old mill that was built about 1784. It was originally a two story structure and has been altered many times over the years. It is now an apartment building.
- It is thought that Michael Ege built the mill (although many believe, apparently in error, that it was Alexander Rhoddy) because he needed a way to provide feed and flour for the iron workers. A 1785 tax list shows that Ege owned one saw mill, one forge, one furnace and one grist mill. An older tax list from 1783 makes no mention of a mill.
- The Yellow Breeches was dammed at Island Grove, a race was dug that connected the dam to the mill, with the water then fed back into the Yellow Breeches.
- There was a major fire at the mill in 1896 and it was repaired in 1897.
- The Mill operated until 1920 when it closed.
- Eventually, in 1971 the mill was turned into an apartment building.
- The little mill was used in the book Toward the Morning by Hervey Allen published in 1948.
Daniel Kaufman House and the Underground Railroad
Dr. Milton Peters House
The Boiling Springs State Bank
Island Grove Park 1 & 2
- In 1875, the Ahl family built the first park at Boiling Springs at Island Grove which is located on the south side of the Yellow Breeches Creek about a half mile from the village.
- Cary Alh wanted to attract customers to his family railroad, but that never happened as their Harrisburg and Potomac Rail Road never really got off the ground, or is that on track. Financial problems prevented the railroad from being built.
- The park was about 15 acres and had a large pavilion, as well as an restaurant and a few other buildings. There were benches scattered throughout the area and there was a playing field where folks could get in a good game of baseball. Some described the place as being offered as more of a resort than a park.
- While there is no official record of when Island Grove closed, it is believed that the closing coincided with the closing of the Ahl Iron Works in 1885.
- A new Island Grove did reopen for a short time in 1910, but closed down about 1912 after a fire destroyed the restaurant and it’s equipment. But, while open it offered swings, see-saws, dancing, a merry-go-round along with benches and a seats for relaxation.
- There aren’t many photographs of the original Island Grove park available.
The Second Park at Boiling Springs
- In 1896 the Valley Traction Company laid a trolley line from Carlisle to Boiling Springs. It wasn’t long until the trolley was making regular stops. People often came to Boiling Springs via the trolley to enjoy a lake side picnic. Dances were also held there, too.
- In 1904, the company leased 20 acres as well as the lake and opened a park. The desire was to attract riders to the trolley and for ten cents you could take a ride through the country side in the special open air trolley. That actually sounds rather nice, doesn’t it?
- The park had restaurants, a dance pavilion, a band stand, novelty shops and ice cream stands, a shooting gallery, a baseball and tennis areas, deer pens, Lover’s Walk, and the Flying Horses carousel.
- As time went on, the park began to lose its appeal, as people sought other forms of entertainment.
- With the increase in automobile traffic, the park became popular again at least for a short time, but the park closed down for good in 1930. It was a victim of changing times and tastes.
- Is there a difference between a merry-go-round and a carousel?
- What makes a Flying Horses carousel/merry-go-round different from other carousels or merry-go-rounds?
- Island Grove, at least the second incarnation of it, also had a merry-go-round, I believe, does anyone know what happened to that one after that park closed?
Battery-Powered Halloween Figures
I started collecting these figures a long time ago. A Dracula in the bargain bin at one of my local department stores was the inspiration for this “adventure”. For me, in the area that I live, it seems to be getting more and more difficult each year to get a new figure to add to my collection. But, I do the best I can.
Anyway, let’s take a look at just a few of these adorable collectibles, shall we?
Dracula Standing at Tombstone
This Frankenstein is made by Telco and is from 1992. He is, as you already know I’m sure, part of the Universal Monsters series. Like his other kin in this series, he is battery operated and about 17 inches tall. He growls, his eyes light up red and he is ready to break his chains and make his getaway.
This Frankenstein dances to Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”. He is dressed in bright colors we don’t usually associate with Frankenstein, but that is because he isn’t interesting in scaring anyone, he just wants to PARTY!! His arms moves up and down, his head moves side to side and his eyes glow a ghostly white as he mouths the words to “Thriller”.
Frankenstein Animated Halloween Figure
He is a Universal Monsters Studios animated figure. He dances to “Monster Mash”, his hips swing back and forth, his head turns, and his eyes flash green in time with the music. This is one handsome Frankenstein that is for sure and is made by Gemmy Industries.
Universal Monsters Wolfman Motion-ette
He is a Motion-ette from Telco and he stands 17 inches tall. He is the Wolfman from the classic Universal Monsters series of movies. His eyes glow, his arms are poseable and his head turns. There is also a howling soundtrack. He is motion activated or you can flip his switch and allow him to run all the time, but the howling gets to a person after a bit. 🙂
Wolfman With Guitar
He is a sharp dresser and he would make the perfect lead guitar in a “hair band” that is for sure. This cutie pie wolfman plays a rock song (but I can’t recall which as I don’t have batteries in the little dude to test him out).
Not all of my animated Halloween figures are monsters. This cute little guy is, of course, a black cat. He arches this back, his eyes light up and he also makes other cat sounds. He is a charmer, for sure.
Pirates aren’t the most friendly of people or so he likes to spout off. He says several phrases and dances to the song “Get Down Tonight”. This little guy is made by “Gemmy Industries”
Zoot Suit Animated Skeleton
He sure is handsome in his zoot suit and he knows it. He swings his chain of skulls and dances (moves his hips) to the hip beat of “Sing Sing Sing” by Louis Prima. As you can see, he has never been taken out of his box.
What Halloween collection would be complete with the obligatory Grim Reaper. This cute little guy sits on a tombstone and plays an eerie tune on his violin. He laughs a evil laugh and his eyes light up red as do those of the skulls at his feet.
Well, there you have it, just a sampling of some of the cute figures I have in my collection.
© 2016 Glory Miller
The late John Bellairs (1938-1991) was an author of Gothic fiction aimed at the young adult reader using his creations, Lewis Barnavelt, Anthony Monday and Johnny Dixon, three young boys who found themselves involved in all kinds of mysteries that usually involved ghosts, demons, magic spells, wizards, zombies and more!
His first book for the young adult reader was The House With a Clock In It’s Walls, which had originally been written as an adult fantasy novel, but was eventually retooled as a book for the young adult reader.
From 1973, until his untimely death of heart disease at age 53 in 1991, John completed 18 books that enthralled young and adult readers as well… and they still continue to do so today.
After John’s death, his son contacted author Brad Strickland and asked if he would take on the task of finishing some of the unfinished manuscripts and flesh out a few more of the outlines left behind by John. He readily agreed and became a wonderful “guardian” to John’s characters, even using a few of them in his own creations. Thank you, Mr. Strickland!
The House With a Clock In Its Walls: (A Lewis Barnavelt Mystery) Lewis Barnavelt is orphaned after losing his parents in car accident. He is sent to to live with his Uncle Jonathan Barnavelt, whom he had never met before, in the small town of New Zebedee, Michigan. His uncle lives in a house once occupied by evil wizard who created a doomsday clock and hid it in the walls of the old house, but he died before he could activate it. Now all the clock does is sit and wait and tick off the minutes until someone can put things in motion. That someone is Serena Izzard, the long deceased wife of the evil wizard, who is resurrected accidentally by Lewis when he tries one of his uncle’s magic spells. Edward Gorey did illustrations for many of John’s books. He had the ability to bring to life the words on the page. Gorey and Bellairs made a wonderful pairing. In 1979, The CBS Library showed their adaptation of The House with a Clock in its Walls. Severn Darden was cast as Uncle Jonathan and Michael Brick was cast as Lewis. We are introduced to Rose Rita Pottinger at the end of this book. The book won New York Times Outstanding Book of Award and the American Library Association Children’s Books of International Interest Award.
The Letter, the Witch and the Ring: (A Lewis Barnavelt Mystery) With her best friend, Lewis, away at summer camp, Rose Rita figures it is going to be a boring summer.Things get interesting when her friend Mrs. Zimmerman receives a strange letter from her cousin Oley who has just recently passed. In it he tells her about the strange goings on at his farm and that he has found a ring that he thinks has magical powers.Mrs. Zimmerman asks Rose Rita to accompany her to the farm to investigate things and together the two of them run afoul of an old witch Gert Bigger who is holding onto a grudge from 45 years ago when Mrs. Zimmerman stole the old woman’s beau (or so she believes.) The old witch intends to get her revenge against Mrs. Zimmerman and Rose Rita, too. While this is classified as a Lewis mystery, I always thought that Rose Rita should have gotten the credit as it features her more prominently that Lewis.
The Treasure of Alpheus Winterborn: (An Anthony Monday Mystery) Has Alpheus Winterborn, Hoosac’s eccentric millionaire, really hidden a treasure in the Hoosac town library? Anthony Monday is sure that there is something to the story and sets out find the treasure. But, he isn’t the only one who is searching for the old man’s millions, Hugo Phipotts, Alpheus’ nephew has his sight set on the treasure too and is willing to let Anthony do all the work and then when the time is right, he will just snatch the treasure away.This book doesn’t have many elements of the supernatural, but it is a very good mystery story.This is the second of John’s books to be turned into a TV special. It was shown on an episode of The CBS Children’s Mystery Theatre in 1980 that was shown under the title of The Mystery According to Sherlock Holmes.
The Curse of the Blue Figurine: (A Johnny Dixon Mystery) One day while Johnny Dixon is looking around in the town church basement, he finds and old blue figurine called an ushabt (a funeral figuring used in Ancient Egypt) that has a message scrawled inside of it whoever removes these things from the church, does so at his own peril.By accident, Johnny takes the figurine home and odd things begin to happen. He calls on his friend and neighbor, Professor Roderick Childermass to help him figure out what is going on and how to put things right.
The Mummy, the Will and the Crypt: (A Johnny Dixon Mystery) This book is also touted as a sequel to the “Curse of The Blue Figurine” and is the story of wealthy H. Bagwell Glomus’ and his missing will.There is a $10,000 reward that will go to anyone who can find it. Johnny Dixon wants the reward and believes that the clues to it’s hiding place is in Glomus’s diary but that is filled with strange and weird riddles that Johnny intends to solve.He also thinks that the clues to solving those riddles can be found in the old spooky Glomus mansion, so he decides to sneak in and look around. Once inside, a sudden bright flash of light stops him in his tracks and he discovers he is not alone in this mansion.
The Dark Secret of Weatherend: (An Anthony Monday Mystery) Anthony and his best friend, Miss Eells discover the diary of J.K. Borkman, a mad man who wanted to bring about the end of the world via a horrible ice age.In his diary, Borkman, had created a spell that he carefully hid in cryptic riddle form. When Anthony innocently solves some of the riddles, the ice age is set into motion. Anthony believes that a counter spell is also in the riddles, too, can he figure it out before the earth freezes!We are introduced to Emerson Eells in this book. He is Miss Eells younger brother and a lawyer by trade with a bit of a know-it-all attitude. He is scared of his big sister. He smokes pipes, cigars and cigarettes and likes to drink beer.
The Spell of the Sorcerer’s Skull: (A Johnny Dixon Mystery) Johnny Dixon and his friend Professor Roderick Childermass discover an old clock. Inside it, Johnny discovers a miniature room that is exactly like the room that a murder had taken place a long time ago.Inside this room, Johnny finds a miniature skull that has magical powers, but the minute he picks it up he unleashes demonic forces.Worse yes, his friend Professor Childermass has vanished and this leaves Johnny having to ask his best friend Fergie and the town’s priest Father Higgens to help him stop the diabolical plan set in motion by the Sorcerer’s Skull!This book is a direct prequel to “The Revenge of The Wizard’s Ghost”.
The Revenge of the Wizard’s Ghost: (A Johnny Dixon Mystery) Something odd is happening to Johnny, he is sleepwalking and simply not acting like himself at all and it seems the problem is that he has become possessed by an evil spirit and ends up in a coma. Can his trusted friend Professor Childermass save him? This is the fourth Johnny Dixon book and is a sequel to The Spell of the Sorcerer’s Skull”. If you remember, in that book, an evil wizard was attempting to get revenge against the Childermass family for an ancient wrong that they committed against him.
The Eyes of the Killer Robot: (A Johnny Dixon Mystery) Mad inventor, Evaristus Sloane’s baseball-pitching robot can only be activated by installing a pair of human eyes and it seems that Sloane has chosen Johnny to be the donor! When he is kidnapped it is up to his best friends Professor Childermass and Fergie to go rescue him.
The Lamp From the Warlock’s Tomb: (An Anthony Monday Mystery) Strange things begin to happen after Miss Eells purchases an antique oil lamp. Little does she know that it was stolen from the tomb of Willis Nightwood who dabbled in black magic. When Anthony lights the lamp, it unleashes evil forces.
The Trolley to Yesterday: (A Johnny Dixon Mystery). Professor Childermass discovers an old trolley that has the ability to transport people back in time and soon he and Johnny end up in Constantinople in the year 1453 as the Turks are invading the Byzantine Empire.
The Chessmen of Doom: (A Johnny Dixon Mystery) Professor Childermass’s brother, Peregrine has passed away and left his substantial estate to his brother who has to go to Maine in order to collect it. Johnny and his best friend Fergie tag along and end up helping Professor Childermass solve a riddle that will prevent a mad man from destroying the world.
The Secret of the Underground Room: ( A Johnny Dixon Mystery) Johnny and Professor Childermass must help their friend Father Higgins who has been possessed by the spirit of an ancient knight bent on taking over the world with the help of seven ancient knights who he plans to bring back to life and release from an underground room where they are imprisoned.
The Ghost in the Mirror: (A Lewis Barnavelt Mystery) Lewis and his Uncle Jonathan have gone on a cruise leaving poor Rose Rita without a friend to do things with. She is happy to accompany her friend, Mrs. Zimmerman to the heart of the Pennsylvania Dutch country where they duo are transported back in time to 1828. Mrs. Zimmerman loses her memory, and they are taken in by the kindly Weiss family who are battling a powerful evil wizard. (Finished by author Brad Strickland based on notes left behind by Bellairs after his death.)
The Vengeance of the Witch-Finder (A Lewis Barnavelt Mystery) Lewis Barnavelt and his Uncle Jonathan are in English visiting relatives. Lewis accidentally releases a demonic force that summons the ghost of an evil wizard that wants to destroy the entire Barnavelt family. Co authored with Brad Strickland.
The Drum, the Doll and the Zombie: (A Johnny Dixon Mystery) Dr. Charles Coote, a folklorist and friend of both Professor Childermass and Johnny brings back from his visit to New Orleans, a small black wood drum that when played releases the spirit of Madame Sinestra, a voodoo priestess who wants the drum to use with her cult. Co authored with Brad Strickland.
The Doom of the Haunted Opera: (A Lewis Barnavelt Mystery) When exploring an old abandoned theater, Lewis and his friend Rose Rita find an unfinished musical score title The Day of Doom. When stranger Henry Vanderhelm comes to town claiming to be the grandson of the opera’s composer, he convinces the town to put on a performance of the opera. Little do they know that he really wants to use the power of the opera enslave the world and awaken the dead! Co authored with Brad Strickland.
He Loved to Write Stories That Children Love to Read
A few years back, I had the chance to visit, for the first time, the cemetery (Greenwood Cemetery, 646 East Broadway Street,in Haverhill) where John is buried in Massachusetts. I have to say that if he had a hand in picking this cemetery, it seems to fit him well. It’s a quiet and restful place, off the beaten path. There are no large tombstones or ornately decorated family crypts or mausoleums to be seen. In some ways, it doesn’t appear to be the kind of place you would imagine an author of Gothic tales to be resting.
John’s grave is in the front of the cemetery, right along the main road. Sadly, time has not been kind to John’s stone, the highlighting on the lettering is wearing off on the back which lists his books, making reading it difficult. On the front of the stone is John’s name, date and place of birth and the date and place of his death. As well as the Latin phrase “Sunt lacrimae rerum et mentem mortalia tangunt” which has different translations, and the one by Vergil may be the one John preferred, “These are the tears of things, and our mortality cuts to the heart”. It’s a line from the epic poem, “The Aeneid” On the back of John’s stone is a listing of his books.
Buried beside John, is his son, Frank who died in 1999 at 29 years of age. Frank was instrumental in getting author Brad Strickland to take over the “guardianship” of the characters that John created.
© 2014 Glory Miller
Living in south central Pennsylvania has afforded me the discovery of a multitude of myths, legends, folklore and my favorite…ghost stories. Gathered here is but a small sampling of the stories of the rich supernatural life that permeates the nooks and crannies of the fourteen counties that make up this geographical region in Pennsylvania.
- Carson Long Military Academy (New Bloomfield): Founded in 1914 by Colonel Theodore K. Long. He named the school after his deceased son who had died at age 23 out west in a logging accident. The school had been in existence, under different names, for many years dating back to 1836 when it was first opened as a Latin Grammar School. It is not unusual for a place as old as this to harbor a few ghost stories. Years ago, and no one will ever pin point the exact date, a woman, the wife of one of the school’s commandants, perished in a fire. It is reported by passersby and students alike that the sound of faint screams can be heard as well as the sound of crackling noise like is heard when a building is on fire. One of the dorms on the campus has a blood stain that simply will not go away no matter how many times it has been painted over. It is said that years ago (again, no one has a specific date) a young cadet, while out enjoying a snow day, crashed his sled into the building and died. Holman Chapel is said to be haunted by Colonel Edward Holman. There is a portrait of the Colonel that is rumored to have eyes that will sometimes glow red as fire. Also, above the main door to the chapel is an ornately carved eagle that also has a case of the red eye glow from time to time. No explanation is ever give for either of these occurrences.
- Frankenberger Tavern (Mechanicsburg): Built in the early 1800′s, Frankeberger Tavern served as a stop point between Harrisburg and Carlisle. Weary travelers could partake of a drink, rest their weary bones and horses and get a meal and a room, if needed. One day during a heavy rain storm, the the Susquehanna River overflowed it’s banks, making roads impassable. A cattle driver took refuge from the storm at the Tavern and after having a few too many drinks, began to brag about his successful sale of cattle the day before. He was also showing a large sum of money. After retiring for the evening and sometime during the night, someone relieved him of not just his money, but his life as well. The Innkeepers found his body in their herb garden the next day. No one was ever charged with the crime and it is theorized that it is his ghost who is sometimes spotted looking forlornly out of the upstairs windows in the old tavern and some have claimed to see the ghost of a man sitting on the roof near the chimney.
- West Perry Senior High School (Elliotsburg): No one knows his name or the date of his death, but the West Perry High School has a persistent story about the phantom janitor who fell to his death while attempting to clean the windows in one of the rooms on the second floor. Students and staff have reported hearing the sounds of glass breaking and a man screaming before all goes silent. The room number often associated with the story is 118, but since in most buildings, the rooms labeled in the 100’s tend to all be on the first floor, it might be a little difficult for anyone to fall to their death from a window. Maybe room 218 is a better candidate? Do I believe this story, well, no, not really, as with all tales like this, there might be a smidgen of truth mixed in, but as the story is told and told again, it takes on a life of it’s own.
- Dickinson School of Law (Carlisle): William Harrison Hitchler became the dean of Dickinson School of Law in 1930. It was a job that soon became the love of his life and perhaps explains why he never married, he was simply too enamored with the college to have time to court anyone. He was respected by both his peers and students and often described as being a man of impeccable character. He wasn’t one for the traditional kinds of fun that might be found on a college campus, as he disliked the habits of smoking and drinking and basically anything that could be considered enjoyable…in other words, he was a bit stuffy. Sadly, he diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease in 1952 and eventually came to the realization that his illness would prevent him from continuing his duty as dean. He retired from his position in 1953 and finally succumbed to the disease and its effects in 1959. Since his passing over 50 years ago, its not uncommon for staff and student alike to report seeing a man who fits his description appearing in what was once his apartment on campus as well as in various other buildings, too. The sound of footsteps pacing the halls in Trickett Hall have also been reported and of course when investigated no one is to be seen and many attribute this to the former dean still being active and caring for his beloved school. A few years ago, Tricket Hall underwent a series of major renovations after almost falling victim to the wrecking ball. Public outcry was so strong that the college agreed to remodel the building, I can only wonder what Dean Hitchler thought of all that activity?
- The Hotel Hershey (Hershey): During the Great Depression of 1933, Milton Hershey decided that he wanted a hotel that would rival any that could be found in big cities like Paris or New York, so he set about building one! While other businesses were closing their doors, cutting work forces, basically anything to save money he was doing just the opposite; he spent money! He decided that his grand hotel would be built atop Pat’s Hill, which is now known as Prospect Heights. The haunting associated with the hotel is the smell of cigar smoke, and since this is a smoke free premises, those who experience this phenomenon just assume it’s Milton, who did enjoy a good cigar from time to time, checking things out and making sure the guests are enjoying their stay. It is reported that two ghosts have been seen, one resembling Milton and the other his wife, Kitty. Perhaps, even spirits need a vacation from the other side and staying at your own hotel just makes good business sense.
- The Pioneer Cemetery (Landisburg): The Pioneer Cemetery, in Shaffer’s Valley, is all that is left of the settlement called Pandemonium that was bordered on the north by Bowers Mountain and on the south by Blue Mountain. At it’s peak, Pandemonium boasted about 100 homes, two sawmills, a tannery, a stave mill, and a church. The community eventually began to shrink in it’s size as residents died, or moved way in an attempt to find a better life. Legend has it that the little cemetery is haunted by the ghost of an escaped slave who was accidentally shot near the cemetery. No one knows her name or anything about her life and it is believed that she entered into the community under the cover of darkness, catching the attention of nearby dogs. She must have thought that her pursuers had found her and fearing for her life, she climbed a tree in an attempt to hide. She never realized that the barking dogs were simple from a nearby house. When the owner of the dogs came to investigate, having only a kerosene lamp to see by, he figured the large shape in the trees was that of a bear. The woman, apparently too terrified to cry out, was shot and killed. She is buried outside of the cemetery gate. It’s not uncommon for reports of strange lights being seen in the cemetery (perhaps the faint glow of old time kerosene lamps). The state police have been called and have investigated but never anything out of the ordinary has been found.
- The Walking Statue (Lancaster): This is a story that has really gotten some embellishment over the years and while many claim (even the Bitner family) that it’s not true in any way, it is still a classic kind of ghost story that allows us to believe the idea that love never dies. Augusta Bitner was young, beautiful and in love and she intended to get married. Her family did not approve of her choice for husband material and tried numerous times to change her mind. Aside from being beautiful and young, she was also a bit head strong and would not pay any attention to their concerns. On the day of her wedding (some stories say the night before), Augusta visted her family once more in hopes of getting them to change their opionion of her intended and to get them to attend the wedding. A horrible argument ensued, and she raced out of the family house and tripped falling down a set of stairs breaking her neck. There would be no wedding for Augusta, instead her funeral. The haunting associated with this story centers around the statue that marks her grave. It shows a lovely young maiden (it may be her likeness, but I doubt it as I am certain I saw a statue similar in design in a cemetery in or near Winchester, Virginia years ago) walking down a set of stairs. Beside her is a broken column often used to signify someone who has died young. On the anniversary of her death, the statue comes to life and takes a calm slow stroll through the cemetery, in what some say is the eternal search for her true love, who, by the way disappeared into that annals of time. No one remembers his name or what happened to him.
- Cashtown Inn (Cashtown): The small community of Cashtown is about eight miles from Gettysburg on Old Route 30 which is sometimes called The Lincoln Highway. During the time of the battle of Gettysburg, this road was used by the Confederate Army of Northern Virginia as a way to get into Gettysburg, so troops marching up and down this stretch of road was a familiar sight. The Inn, was in business at this time and in fact, several of the Confederate generals would meet there to plan their battlefield operations. For several decades the Inn has had a history of ghostly happenings. Reports of soliders in uniform, strange and unexplained noises in the attic, doors opening and closing on their own and even in Room 4, hearing mysterious rapping on the room door and when opened no one is there. But, the noises and strange occurrences aren’t just centered inside, guests have reported hearing what sounds like horses snorting and pawing at the ground. Of course, when investigated, nothing can be found.
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