Mr. and Mrs. O. M. Ruth are in Florida.
Mr. John Howard Jones is on an extended trip in the southwest.
Mr. F. E. M. Cole is in Minneapolis, but is expected home this week.
Mr. and Mrs. W. E. Dodson have returned to Kenilworth after a long absence.
Mr. and Mrs. Charles M. Armstrong have started on their trip around the world with the best wishes of their friends.
The double entertainment to be given by the Church of the Holy Comforter and consisting of a play, followed by a minstrel, all by local talent, will take place on Saturday, Oct. 26, at 8:15 o'clock, at the Assembly hall. "Everywoman" is a modern morality play, written by Harold Browne. It deals with every-woman in quest of happiness, making her way through the wiles of the world to final triumph. Every child and young person, to say nothing of their elders, ought to see this splendid depiction of the triumph of the things worth while. The production by Mrs. Gasque and her company will be a pleasant surprise to all. It will be wonderfully well presented. In fact, it will be nothing short of a revelation. It is not generally known that much dramatic talent exists in the village as has been brought out in this play. It will be a presentation of the highest order of amateur dramatic art. The minstrel will be one grand round of fun and laughter. But in saying this there is no implication of coarseness and unrestraint, which sometimes mars entertainments of this kind. Instead of being the usual clap-trap conglomeration of black and hideous costumes, it will be a finished production of real art - light, airy, pleasing - just as might be expected from the high class talent of a village such as this. The costumes are dainty and pretty, the songs tuneful and catchy, the mirthful element proper and in keeping - no amount of labor or care has been spared to make it truly a notable performance. The program is already on the presses and will be in everybody's hands within the next few days. The busiest man in town is Mr. Edward D. Wheeler. He does sleep, but when we cannot imagine. We only hope that Oscar Hammerstein or some other great czar in the entertaining world does not hear about him, as we should dislike to lose him from Kenilworth.