Title:
The Flaming Sword
Accession#:
1991.10.03
Pubication Date:
1935/08/00
Object ID:
PA—0129
Collection:
Flaming Sword
Additional Notes & Full Text:
Community Current Events -- August 1935
By Claude J. Rahn
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WE REGRET to record the passingof Mrs. Bertha S. Boomer (Berthaldine, Matrona), at her residence here in Estero on Thursday, July llth, 1935, in the eighty-fifth year of her age. Her health had been failing for some time and her death was not unexpected. She was one of the early and most loyal followers of KOEESH in his great work, contributing in many ways to further his cause. A brilliant and able writer and speaker on the subject of Koreshan Universology over a period of many years she will be very much missed by all those who knew her. Mrs. Eleanore Castle of Chicago conducted a brief funeral service, paying a touching tribute to the memory of her generous, nature and unusually fine and superior character. She was interred in our local cemetary. Surviving her are two daughters and one son, Miss Bertha M. Boomer of Estero, Mrs. Ruth Boomer Thomas of Philadelphia, Pa., and Mr. Lucius M. Boomer of New York City. Mr. Boomer arrived the following day from New York, coming via plane to Miami. We were pleased to have visit us on Saturday, June 29th, Mr. and Mrs. Edward E. Harte and the latter's, sister, Miss. Lucy Lester, from Muscatine, Iowa, and their friends, Mr. and Mrs. Charles Greene and small son, Jackie, from Tampa, Florida. In their honor a large party of Unity folks enjoyed a beach party and swim in the gulf. The following day they proceeded to Tampa with the exception of Mr. Harte who remained with us until Wednesday, the third. Everyone enjoyed their stay and we hope they will come again. Mrs. Eleanore Castle and her granddaughter, Miss Dawn Castle, of Chicago, 111., arrived on the eighth for a visit with their many friends in Estero. They are the guests of Miss Bertha, M. Boomer. Sister Cora Stephens who has been visiting relatives in Tampa for several weeks has returned home. During her stay there her sister, Mrs. Viola Harrelson Elkes, who had been critically ill for some time, died. Miss Genevieve Bisbing of Fort Myers visited us on the seventh and remained until the twelfth. Her willing and excellent assistance in various capacities is always greatly appreciated by everyone. Mrs. Marie McConnell of Tampa arrived on the twelfth for a short visit with relatives and friends. Her father, Brother William McCready, while confined to his room, is very active mentally and enjoys occasional visits from his daughters living in Tampa. Sister Ella Graham left for Miami on the thirteenth for a visit with her sons, Robert and Lloyd Graham. Their sister, Florence also visited them for a few days the week following. Mr. Cyrus F. Wickers of Coconut Grove, Florida, and Washington, D. C., a prominent international law expert was our guest on the fourteenth and fifteenth. Brother Peter Blem has been ill recently and a rigid diet and occasional fast has been prescribed for him, which will undoubtedly correct his trouble. The multi-cylinder gasoline engine and generator has been installed in our store to furnish light and refrigeration when required. It is difficult sometimes to see Brother George W. Hunt among the weeds, and tall grass trying to keep the walks and paths hoed clean, but he does a neat job of this sort of work. This is our period of rains. Nearly every day there develops in the eastern sky great masses, of dark blue and greenish-gray clouds, heavy and threatening with rain. While we are getting our share of the rains, yet contrary winds will frequently dissipate the onrush of these cloud banks and they vanish to the north or to the south. With the coming of the rains there also appeared among us enormous swarms of mosquitoes, vicious and bloodthirsty, both during the day and the night, but they will disappear probably when the rains become more frequent. It is believed that they are so plentiful because of the unusually long dry spell preceding the present rainy season which killed the minnows that feed on the larva of the mosquito. Thus for the moment is, the balance of Nature disturbed. There is a familiar object here that has been with us for many years. From its wide flaring mouth with a tongue, hard and round, there issues, in calm or storm, a resonant voice expressive of varying moods. Essentially it serves as the timic marker of our daily lives. At dawn it pours forth a clear ringing emphasis through the forest and over the mist-shrouded fields, and again when the sun mounts to the zenith it may be seen anxiously scrutinizing hurrying figures, searching here and there for those tardy or missing, and later when the sun nearing the horizon gazes into its toothless mouth its final call is softly tuneful. Conscious then of its duty well performed in its quaint and lofty position it gathers serenely about it the mystery of the night and slumbers, though in years past when still possessed of youth and the spirit of romance its flowing cadence filtering through the moonbeams pealed the hour of curfew. Occasionally it warns of imminent danger, and you will recall the evenings when it trembled in eager anticipation as it gathered those who listened to the golden voice of the Master Mind. Its song is melodious always when heard from a distance, through the pines and the cypress, and over the lush fields at sunset when the meadowlark vies with it in sweetest consonance its singing reverberations. And often through the day the question is heard, "Has the bell rung?"
By Claude J. Rahn
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WE REGRET to record the passingof Mrs. Bertha S. Boomer (Berthaldine, Matrona), at her residence here in Estero on Thursday, July llth, 1935, in the eighty-fifth year of her age. Her health had been failing for some time and her death was not unexpected. She was one of the early and most loyal followers of KOEESH in his great work, contributing in many ways to further his cause. A brilliant and able writer and speaker on the subject of Koreshan Universology over a period of many years she will be very much missed by all those who knew her. Mrs. Eleanore Castle of Chicago conducted a brief funeral service, paying a touching tribute to the memory of her generous, nature and unusually fine and superior character. She was interred in our local cemetary. Surviving her are two daughters and one son, Miss Bertha M. Boomer of Estero, Mrs. Ruth Boomer Thomas of Philadelphia, Pa., and Mr. Lucius M. Boomer of New York City. Mr. Boomer arrived the following day from New York, coming via plane to Miami. We were pleased to have visit us on Saturday, June 29th, Mr. and Mrs. Edward E. Harte and the latter's, sister, Miss. Lucy Lester, from Muscatine, Iowa, and their friends, Mr. and Mrs. Charles Greene and small son, Jackie, from Tampa, Florida. In their honor a large party of Unity folks enjoyed a beach party and swim in the gulf. The following day they proceeded to Tampa with the exception of Mr. Harte who remained with us until Wednesday, the third. Everyone enjoyed their stay and we hope they will come again. Mrs. Eleanore Castle and her granddaughter, Miss Dawn Castle, of Chicago, 111., arrived on the eighth for a visit with their many friends in Estero. They are the guests of Miss Bertha, M. Boomer. Sister Cora Stephens who has been visiting relatives in Tampa for several weeks has returned home. During her stay there her sister, Mrs. Viola Harrelson Elkes, who had been critically ill for some time, died. Miss Genevieve Bisbing of Fort Myers visited us on the seventh and remained until the twelfth. Her willing and excellent assistance in various capacities is always greatly appreciated by everyone. Mrs. Marie McConnell of Tampa arrived on the twelfth for a short visit with relatives and friends. Her father, Brother William McCready, while confined to his room, is very active mentally and enjoys occasional visits from his daughters living in Tampa. Sister Ella Graham left for Miami on the thirteenth for a visit with her sons, Robert and Lloyd Graham. Their sister, Florence also visited them for a few days the week following. Mr. Cyrus F. Wickers of Coconut Grove, Florida, and Washington, D. C., a prominent international law expert was our guest on the fourteenth and fifteenth. Brother Peter Blem has been ill recently and a rigid diet and occasional fast has been prescribed for him, which will undoubtedly correct his trouble. The multi-cylinder gasoline engine and generator has been installed in our store to furnish light and refrigeration when required. It is difficult sometimes to see Brother George W. Hunt among the weeds, and tall grass trying to keep the walks and paths hoed clean, but he does a neat job of this sort of work. This is our period of rains. Nearly every day there develops in the eastern sky great masses, of dark blue and greenish-gray clouds, heavy and threatening with rain. While we are getting our share of the rains, yet contrary winds will frequently dissipate the onrush of these cloud banks and they vanish to the north or to the south. With the coming of the rains there also appeared among us enormous swarms of mosquitoes, vicious and bloodthirsty, both during the day and the night, but they will disappear probably when the rains become more frequent. It is believed that they are so plentiful because of the unusually long dry spell preceding the present rainy season which killed the minnows that feed on the larva of the mosquito. Thus for the moment is, the balance of Nature disturbed. There is a familiar object here that has been with us for many years. From its wide flaring mouth with a tongue, hard and round, there issues, in calm or storm, a resonant voice expressive of varying moods. Essentially it serves as the timic marker of our daily lives. At dawn it pours forth a clear ringing emphasis through the forest and over the mist-shrouded fields, and again when the sun mounts to the zenith it may be seen anxiously scrutinizing hurrying figures, searching here and there for those tardy or missing, and later when the sun nearing the horizon gazes into its toothless mouth its final call is softly tuneful. Conscious then of its duty well performed in its quaint and lofty position it gathers serenely about it the mystery of the night and slumbers, though in years past when still possessed of youth and the spirit of romance its flowing cadence filtering through the moonbeams pealed the hour of curfew. Occasionally it warns of imminent danger, and you will recall the evenings when it trembled in eager anticipation as it gathered those who listened to the golden voice of the Master Mind. Its song is melodious always when heard from a distance, through the pines and the cypress, and over the lush fields at sunset when the meadowlark vies with it in sweetest consonance its singing reverberations. And often through the day the question is heard, "Has the bell rung?"
Notes:
See originals in Archives building. Most issues have been photocopied and are bound. These copies are located on the Public Shelf