Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 26 April 1895 — Page 7

ALAMO.

Marcus Ham has his newt bam about completed. Several of our farmers are dor.e plowing for corn.

Noah Fruits is driving a well for T. H. Gass at his livery barn. Ileu. Lookabill preached at the Christian church last Sunday morning.

Robert Titus has succeeded in building his saw mill and is now in runniDg order.

Mrs. Mabel Titus has quite a large class in instrumental music at this place.

Wiley Runyan will work for S. S. Heath "in the huckster business this summer.

E. A. McSpadden and A. O. Walters are employed as deputy assessors by W. W. McSpadden.

Several of our horsemen are grading the road west of town for the purpof of training horses.

The people of this vicinity are agitating the question of inclosing the Alamo cemetery with anew iron fence

Don't forget the wonuerful talking machine to be at the M. E. church next Saturday night, April 27, in care of W. W. Alston. Admission 10 and 15 cents. Benefit of church.

Maggie Fishero died of consumption at her home'in this place April 20, aged 30 years. She was born March 13, 185(3, and was married to P. W. Lytle, Dec. 25, 1873. There were born unto them three children, Anna, Ed and Lily. Mr. Lytle dying in 1882, she was again married to George Fishero. There were born to them six children, three girls and three boys, of which two, Libby and Opal, are dead. A husband and seven children survive her. March 1, 1895, she united with the M. E. church. The funeral services were conducted by Rev. M. V. Brown, Monday morning at the M. E. church. Interment at Alamo cemetery.

TIGElt VALLKY.

Ed Mish has a new bicycle. McClure is still hauling logs. H. Morris is marketing his wheat. W. W. Ward is building a fine barn. Strawder Peck has begun on his barn.

J. H. 'Caster is building a fine lot of fence. W. B. Baker, the Linnsburg operator, has left for Oak wood, 111.

John Walkup is still staying with his sick father, who is slowly improving.

J. Perry has completed his job of gravel hauling on the Finch road for this year.

Bill Kise has purchased v. full set of farming tools from a ha^d rake to a grubbing hoe,

The lightning struck Mr. Virts' straw stack last Sunday night and burned it to the ground.

Harry Chadwick met with quite an accident Sunday evening by breaking the peddle off his bicycle, throwing him a distance of twenty feet on his shoulder. He is getting along nicely now.

MAPLE GliOVE.

C. C. Ilimer spent part of last week in Boone county. Tank Lawter will train horses at New Ross this summer.

Mrs. Hinltle was buried at the Harshbarger cemetery Friday. Sam Uimes and family visited in Ilendrieks county Sunday.

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Miss Olla Petti ey spent Friday and Saturday near New Market.

Miss Clossin and Mr. Chesterson, of Shady Nook, were in this vicinity Sunday.

Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Harshbarger spent Saturday night and Sunday at Waveland.

Mrs. Charity Brubaker and daughter, of Champaign, 111., visited here last week.

A small green bug is infecting the fruit trees here and it is feared will destroy the fruit.

Abe Himer, well known in this vicinity, has been making dangerous threats toward his family for some time. Last week some trouble arose between himself and family and Monday his sons had him arrested. Monday night he left for parts unknown.

WELLSVILLE.

Mr. Peck began to build his new barn Monday. Miss Allie Finch has returned from Crawfordsville.

Miss Bertha Peterson will stay at Mr. Pogue's this summer. Strauder Peck sold a line match team of horses to S. W. Foster, of Ladoga, for $140.

Preaching at the Mace M. E. church next Saturday night, Sunday and Sunday night.

Ezba Armstrong never returned home from lodge until last Monday morning, after going up to the lodge Sunday morning.

What they say: John Finch is done plowing for corn Joel Redenbaugh is laying the foundation for Mr. Peck's barn Hen Morris was on the Air Line Saturday night (that is colored people's night) Han Finch is working for J. Perry Our favorites are Hen Morris' mustache, Gilbert Wilson's straw hat and Mack Francis' shoes.

JBBOWN'S VALLEY.

J. Williamson has begun his house. Miss Lizzie Layne is working at W. C. Lydick's.

Thomas Williams is painting his house this week. The baptizing at Indian Creek Sunday was well attended.

Marley Kendall is papering G. W. Todd's house this week. Lilly Miles contemplates going to school at Crawfordsville this summer.

James Patton hauled a rock home from in front of Mahan's store that weighed 400 pounds.

Thievef visited Brown's Valley last week and broke into Lewis Linold's store last week and took about $25 worth of stuff. Tuesday night they stole three brooms from in front of D. K. Mahan's store and passed on and got 105 pounds of wife from Oliver McLeod. The people should lay for these parties and catch them.i

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STATE NEWS BY WIKE.

Dispatches from Numerous Places in Indiana.

Frcnoh Taking Action.

ANDERSON. Ind., April 24. —"Tfto French colony at Alexandria is preparing a notice to the French consul at Chicago calling attention to the fact that Arthur Schneider, who was killed by Policeman Painter at Alexandria Saturday night, was a Frenchman who had not taken out naturalization papers and had paid all his bills pre] paratory to returning to France. The French at Alexandria want indemnity proceedings brought against the United States for the life of Schneider. The police commissioners at Alexandria are making an investigation.

Elcht llortleg in a Gravis

LARENGO, Ind., April 24.—The uprooting of an oak tree 50 inches in diameter by a storm on the farm of F. H. Ivirksey, near this place, disclosed a peculiar grave containing the bodies of eight men in an almost perfect state of preservation, not one of whom was less than (5 feet 2 inches in height. All were in upright positions, and the tree seems to have grown since the bodies were buried. The discovery has caused a great deal of excitement in the vicinity..*-*

Maniac Takes a Wild Hide. COI.UMHUS. Ind., April 24.—Whiledriving in a road wagon to this city with his wife John Jones became insane, threw down the lines and seized his wife. For 4 miles the team ran and when almost dead the team was stopped. The maniac was taken charge of by friends and his wife was relieved from her frightful position. Jones is under guard and will be sent to an asylum.

Unable to Agree.

INDIANAPOLIS, Ind., April 24.—The governor, secretary of state, auditor and treasurer who are authorized to appoint regents for the state soldiers' monument are unable to agree upon the appointments. Before the governor would meet with the republican members of the board he exacted from them a promise that he would be permitted to name one of the regents.

Unique Gnyser Near Sheridan. IN DIANAPOI.IS, Ind., April 24.—A well drilled in the northeast corner of Hamilton county, near Sheridan, last Thursday, in quest of gas or oil, has resulted in the development of a remarkable water geyser at a depth of 900 feet. The water escapes through a 6-inch pipe and is thrown 130 feet high. The roar can be heard a mile.

Justifiable Homicide.

LA PORTE, Ind., April 24.—Jacob Ott, of this city, who killed his son-in-law, Henry Falirenheim, a, week ago Sunday by striking him a blow with his fist while defending his daughter, whom Falirenheim had brutally choked, was released from custody Tuesday, the grand jury having failed to indict him.

Hurglara Hum a House.

TERRE HAUTE, Ind., April 24.—Burglars forced an entrance to the residence of J. 11. Dodge, at Buchanan, and stole diamonds and jewelry valued at S500. After ransacking the residence the robbers set fire to the house and it was almost entirely destioyed. The loss is estimated at S2.000. There is no CIPAV

SI MBKK THIRTEEN.

Measles are thicker than spring flowers. Joe Clarkson has put in a tubular well.

Geo. Davis, who has been at Indianapolis some time for medical treatment. %vill soon be at home.

The census of the township is being taken bv the Sunday school workers. President Ross arouses enthusiasm wherever he goes.

The measles is at Petros. Battenburgs. Wes Dazey's, Razor's. Fulwider's and Bannon's. There are some pretty bad cases among them.

Walter Fulwider went to Liberty Saturday night to an entertainment. On his way home his horse took sick and he was several hours making the trip and came near losing his horse.

Garn Hormell had a serious accident last week. While hauling straw the team started to run and lie fell off the wagon, slightly fracturing his skull over the right «eye. He became entangled in the lines and was dragged some distanae, bruising his head and shoulder. He was unconscious most of the day. Dr. Vancleave was called and he is rapidly recovering. He was just out after a couple week's siege of rheumatism when he got hurt.

GALLAGHER'S GAS WELL. Henry Hankins moved into the house vacated by Frank Rogers last week.

William Charters and family, of Kirkpatrick, visited relatives here last week.

Miss Gillis has quit the factory at Yountsville and will work for Fred Rogers.

Harvey Yates was called to Kentucky last week on account of his sister, who is very low.

There will be a children's day at Otterbein the first Sunday in June. All are invited.

Miss Susie Barnhart returned from Danville, 111., last Friday and was some better.

Ivan Bowerman went to Alamo Sunday evening after his "sister"' Mamie, who had been visiting her sister.

WHITESVILLE.

Miss Maud Byers is able to set up. The distemper is among horses in this community.

Lauter & Linn are building a barn for Chas. Minnick. Tom Lane and wife, of Boone county, visited at Wm. Luster's Monday.

Gene Barton, of Kansas City, Mo., is visiting his sister, Mrs. Wm. Auman. Misses Lottie and Lizzie McLain, of Lapland, visited Miss Ota Luster Monday.

John Hanks and family, of Bainbridge, were with relatives here Mon day and Tuesday,

OLD ELI'S FAVORITE SON

A Revelation of the Romantic and Remarkable Uareer of Lawrence Bangs, the Famous Tale Athlete.

"Is there anything in my life," he asked, "that would make you wish to change with me?" "Yes, there is," responded Paddy. "You go to places that I'd like to go to. You see all those eirls any time that you want to. Say, they're a great crew! They got hold of me out on the field, and I never struck anything like, it in my life. Say, they just talked the ears off of me, and they can do it again any time they're ready. It was great." "You enjoyed their conversation?" "You bet! It was up to the limit. But I didn't get a show. I couldn't say anything but yes and no and I'm telling you there were times when it was all I could do to get in as many words as that. They talked most all the time themselves." "I can readily believe it." "I had things to say, though. I'm no dummy. I wanted to tell the girl that talked the most about the game that she didn't know enough about baseball to keep tally on aboard with a piece of chalk. But of course I couldn't do it. I'd promised your brother." "It's a pity you didn't say it," said Lawrence. "I've been thinking that perhaps it was just as well that I didn't," said Paddy, refiectivelj'. "She might have got mad." "Lfnquestionably but the other girls would have loved you forever. There is no gain in this world without some small loss, and especially not in society, for you lose your time, if nothing else. However, you should have said it carefully and with tact. It is possible that I could teach you how to do those things." "Say, will you do it?" said Paddy, with unwonted animation. "I'd like to iearn that. I ain't much on grammar and those other things that your brother tried to drive into me, but I c«.n learn anything that's got sense to it, and is going to come handy to a fellow." "I will do it gladly," said Lawrence, "if you will teach me to play ball."

Paddy sat up and looked Lawrence in the eye. "You don't mean that you want to get out there on the field and pitch a game?" he asked. "I mean just that." "Not against Harvard?" "Against Harvard especially." "If you go up against those fellows," said Paddy in a hushed and solemn tone, "they'll make a thousand home fans." "Let them do it if they can," responded Lawrence, firmly. "All I ask of you is to give me a chance to try. You teach me all you can about pitching, and I'll teach you all I can about how to behave in society. Then ycu fix it so that I can pitch a game, and I will get you into the swellest soeial affair that there is in New Haven during the remainder of the season." "It's a go." said Paddy. "It ain't quite a square deal on your brother, but it's even worse for us. Say, they'll bat you out of the box. It will ruin you." "It may," said Lawrence, "both ways. But I'll take the risk." "Don't you be afraid of ray part of it," rejoined Paddy. "That'll be all right. Say, shall I put on that swal-low-tailed dress suit of yours now, and learn to sit down in it?"

Lawrence agreed and thus was ratified a most nefarious agreement calculated to be highly detrimental to the

"I DO," RESPONDED PADDY.

university. It must be admitted that Paddy did extremely well. Within an hour he had mastered the fashionable hand-shake, and had learned to enter a room without giving the impression that he was hunting for trouble. Lawrence was a patient teacher, and encouraged his pupil heartily.

The next da3r, however, the boot was on the other leg, and the relations between teacher and pupil were less cordial.

Lawrence may have been by nature as apt a scholar as the other, but the young gentleman from the South Cove was wholly lacking in the educational method.

They went to a vacant lot in a secluded part of the city, and there practiced in the shelter of a board fence. "You've got to learn the curves to begin with," said Paddy. "We'll begin with the outcurve because there's some kind of a chance that you can learn it in two or three years. Now take the ball this way and slam it in."

Paddy hurled the ball against the board fence and splinters flew off the board which it struck. "I would suggest," said Lawrence, turning his spectacles toward Paddy, "that you give me some brief theoretical demonstration of the leading principle involved." "Give you what?" gasped Paddy. "Say, I ain't got it with me." "I mean that instead of resorting to simple imitation, which will be extremely difficult for me as I am unfamiliar with the method, you would do better to give me a sort of lecture on the subject at first. Then I can begin

worn wiiu an intelligent appreciation of the necessities of the case." He drew a note book from his pocket, and sat down a log, ready to reduce Paddy's lecture to writing. l!ut the "Speechless Wonder" had never been less able to talk. "Perhaps I have not made myself clear," said Lawrence. "Let me explain. The ball as propelled by you takes a course which varies from that of ordinary projectiles. Now what makes the ball curve?" "I do." responded Paddy, promptly. "What did you think it was?" "How do you do it?" "Why, this way," said Paddy and he banged the ball against the fence once more.

This scrap of conversation may give some idea of the difficulties under which Lawrence labored. And it is, therefore, the more to his credit and tothe honor of the sporting blood of the Bangses in his veins, that he triumphed over these obstacles and learned to pitch a curved ball within a week.

Lawrence, as has been said, was strong, although very thin from overwork. He developed speed wonderfully soon. "It's your build," Patsy said. "You can't be absolutely no good. You're too much like me. But this is only part of it. Have you got it in your head? That's the question." "I believe that I have," said Lawrence. "Only I can't do it as well as you can yet. But wait awhile. There's a fortnight yet before the next Harvard game."

CIIAPTKU X.

THE PARTS ARE CHANCED. The second Harvard gaire was played in Cambridge. It was preceded by the usual fatalities. Although the first meeting had been so disastrous to the crimson there was a strong hope among Johnny Harvard's boys that the nine might win on the home grounds. Yale in New Haven is like that giant of mythology whose strength was invincible while his feet rested upon his mother earth. But he was conquered when Ilercules lifted him into the air.

So the Cambridge boys kept up a good heart and encouraged the nine. However, as two or three of the best men happened to be disabled just before the game, there was very little money bet. Previous to the New Haven game it had come down like snowflakes in the great blizzard.

Larry Bangs—the real one this time —appeared in the box for Yale. The reader knows very well that he had no busiuess there, but Larry did not know that himself. He had accomplished wonders, considering the time that he had for preparation. lie had learned of a master of the art, and he fondly hoped to fill that master's shoes. If he had come anywhere near doing it Paddy O'Toole would never have worn a Yale uniform again.

Probably Paddy knew that, but he had no fear of losing his job. His prayers were all for Lawrence. The student had surpassed all Paddy's expectations. lie had learned to stand up calmly in the corner of a field and throw curves very cleverly. But that is not pitching a ball game anil Paddy knew it. "If the luck's all with him." said he to himself, "he may not get batted out of the box."

Well, the luck was with him in a surprising degree. The terror of his mighty name helped him at first. Harvard men went to the bat with the idea that they weren't going to hit the bal1, and some of them didn't. Those who did find it, batted it straight at the big on a Yale uniform. As the gentlemen from New Haven were not obliging enough to dodge the ball and made only a couple of errors, Harvard did not score. Yale got three.

Lawrence thought that he was doing amazingly well and he could not understand why Johnny Wilkes wore a brow of gloom, and kept repeating: "Bangs, Bangs, what's the matter with you today?"

The unreflecting crowd on the blue side of the field cheered lustily, for the game seemed to them to be going the right way, and Lawrence heard his name mingled with the almost continuous cheers, and wa.s happier than he had ever been before iu his life. "If you don't feel well, old man," said Wilkes, just before Yale took tlu field for the seventh time, "I'll let Whitley pitch the game out." "Oh, no," said Bangs, "I'm getting along very nicely." "Well, don't take any chances, and for mercy's sake use your head. You don't seem to have it with you to-day."

If it had been anybody else except the great Larry Bangs, Capt. Wilkes would have sent him to the bench without saying by your leave. Bangs was pale with excitement and delight, and the color which he had acquired on the roof and in the field with Paddy, seemed to have faded all off his face. The first man at the bat in Harvard's seventh inning was so exceedingly fortunate as to miss a Yale man. He put the ball into right field for two bases. The next man scored him with a pretty single and then Bangs lost the head which Wilkes had not believed to be present at all on that occasion. lie knew that this was an emergency calling for what Paddy would have denominated "head work." lie tried to think of the counsels which Paddy had given him, but it seemed as if he could remember nothing except some fragments of Greek grammatical rules. He pitched the ball without the faintest attempt to "size up" the batter or to meet the necessities of the situation. Paddy wouldn't have thought, either, but he would have felt, and that would have been much better.

It seemed to Lawrence that the ball was not fairly out of his hands when he became aware that the center fielder was chasing it in the direction of Mount Auburn cemetery. Then a hundred or more red-legged demons began to run around him in dizzy circles amid loud jeers of derision. It would be painful to prolong this scene. There were eleven base hits and three dispensations of Providence, the last of which sent Harvard to the field.

vvmtiey pitcnca tne last two innings, and the final score was twelve to three against Yale. "Never mind, Larry." said Wilkes, in a husky but sympathetic tone, "everybody has an off day once in awhile. I've played like a jackass myself, and know how you feel." "You got (nit of it better than I expected," said Paddy, when they met in

Lawrence's room in New Haven. "The luck was with you, and if that head of yours hadn't totally gone back on you, you might have made a fight for it. All the papers say so."

And he pointed to a large number of them on the floor. Lawrence groaned. "I feel," he said, "the combined agony of a murderer and his victim. I have both the injury and the remorse." "You've made your play," said Paddy, "and now it's my turn. Just watch me. To-morrow night I'm right in it with the swells."

Lawrence had kept his agreement with Paddy, but he had shaved it down a little. It was not an event of the first rank in which the young man from the South Cove was to make his debut. But then, he didn't know that, and was never likely to find it out, so it is hard to say he was cheated. Besides, it was a very nice affair, after all —a spread given by the Gamma Delta, a minor Greek letter society. It was held in the handsome residence of Gilbert Parsons, whose son was the president of the Yale chapter, and some of the bluest blood in New Haven was there.

There was a crush of pretty girls, and among them was Florence Lome, who had come down to New Haven on nurposc to attend. uawrence had selected this affair because he had felt sure that Florence would not be present. He was still jealous of Paddy.

It must be admitted that the moment chosen for Paddy's experiment was not auspicious. The Harvard game was the great topic of conversation among the friends of the New Haven college, and

THE HIT OF THE EVENING.

the

Dame

of Larry Bangsdid not shine as

brightly as heretofore in the galaxy of fame. But Paddy did not mind that a bit. "Wait till 1 talk to 'em," he said, as he sallied forth. "They'll see that I'm all right."

Lawrence was too sadly crushed to care what Paddy did iu his name except so far as it had to do with Florence Lome. As to that he was deeply interested, so much so that lie watched the Parsons house till the rout broke up, patrolling the sidewalk before it, clad in a costume strougly suggesting the youthful detective of fiction. He had a slouch hat and a false mustache, and he imagined that he was prepared to do something desperate.

Of Paddy's advent into society tlieru is only a word to be said. There is strange and grotesque character in fiction which is called the college student. By "fiction" is meant pretty nearly everything that is written about college life, whether in books or in current news paragraphs. This eharactei gets into courts, he assaults peaceable citizens and always gets the worst of it he disturbs the audiences at theaters he speaks in a dialect so full of slang that only the police can understand it in short, he is ar near like the real student as Paddv O'Toole is.

The character is so strongly fixed in the public mind that it is very hard foi a real student to do anything bad enough to excite remark- Paddy's ee centricities fitted this character sc nicely that even those who knew Law renee well did not regard them as ectraordinarv. In fact, Paddy succeeded much better than La wrenee, for lie wa? so much more like a real, live collegi boy. There was a "stand-tip feed' that night., and Paddy supplied the needs of dozens of girls.

Nobody stood any chance againsthim in the struggle for salads or ices, an| when he appeared with about forty plates piled on his right arm as lie had seen the waiters in South Cove restaurants carry them, he was loudly applauded. It was the hit of the evening. and did much to retrieve the honor lost at Cambridge. Also in a moment of inadvertence when he forgot that his name was no longer O'Toole he asserted that his ancestors were kings of Ireland and thereby added the only luster tliat.|Jie name of Hangs had lacked.

He succeeded in accompanying Florence to the door of the house in which she was staying, which was only a stone's throw from Mr. Parsons'. Lawrence trailed them in the style of the best melodramas, and heard Paddy promise again and again to retrieve the awful disgrace of the. Cambridge game. "Don't you be afraid," said Paddy, "when the tie is played off, I shall be myself again." "Be your true self always," replied Florence, "for my sake."

CHAPTEH SI

LAWRENCE MAE.KS 1118 CHOICE. There was one person who was not deceived by Larry Hangs' appearance in Paddy's place on the occasion of the Harvard game. Harry Bangs knew what was up before the first inning was over. 1' rom that moment he was the most interested spectator, as one may easily believe. lie did not betray to either of the guilty persons the fact that he had detected their treason to the university until about a week after the event.

I hen, late one evening, he'entered

Lawrence's room, wearing upon hia countenance an expression appropriate to a person who has a painful duty to perform, and intends to divide the misery liberally with the other party to the interview. The student*had not been seen to smile since his return from Cambridge. On the evening in question, lie had pushed away his books, ai\d was sitting with his head in his hands. Ilis attitude suggested the last few moments of an ill-spent life.

Harry regarded him for a minute 'n silence. Then, with an evident struggle to be calm, he said: "Larry, why didn't you tell me that you wanted to play ball?"

So the murder was out. Lawrence looked up at his brother with an expression which may have been quite common in the dungeons of the inquisition. "Don't," he groaned. "Why should you make me more miserable than I am? When did you find this out?" "Within five minutes after the game began." "Why have you waited so long? Why didn't you descend upon mo in your wrath as soon as 1 got back to New Haven?" "Wait one minute for your answer. I have a question which should go before it. What are yon going to do about it?" "Nothing. It's all over. I have failed." "That's your final word on the subject?" "It, is." "Then you have failed. Look here,

Larry, when I discovered you in the box at Cambridge I was delighted. Of course it was a mistake for you to start in with such an important game. But I forgave you. Only a born athlete can know enough to begin at the bottom and work up. A bookworm and a dreamer like you would naturally want to succeed by a special dispensation oi| Providence and not by his own endeavors. But the athlete understands work.' He knows that in order to bo what ho wishes to be lie must mako himself that thing. Look at the men who have succeeded. There's Lanky Pierce, the short distance runner. I give you my word that when he first got the idea that there was a sprinter concealed Inside of him somewhere, he couldn't run1 fast enough to keep even with his own shadow, lie didn't win a heat until hia junior year, but he kept at it. Now he's in the law school, and he's a tensecond man at a hundred yards and a sure counter for Yale in the intercollegiate games. "There are men who try for the teams every year there in college and never mako them. Yet they're a help to the college and tlicy know it. Their examples spur on better men than, themselves, and their pluck and perseverance play and win many a game, though their mortal parts are sitting on the benches, obscure and unnoticed. That's what it is to be an athlete. That's why athletics benefit a college. The spectacle of one of these men who is forever trying and falling short, and cheering the fellow who gets the placo lie himself was after, is worth coming to college for. And any man who comes may see not one but hundreds in the four years of his life when a good example is most beneficial to him. "And so, Larry, I wasn't so much grieved when the Harvard boys took your scalp. 1 waited to sec what you woujd do. I've suffered more than you have in the last week. When I saw you give up without a,n effort, I put on sack cloth and ashes and rended my garments. This is the last call, Larry.

What are you going to do about it?" "Nothing," replied Lawrence, moodily. "I begin to perceive that sport is not satisfying. I shall confine myself in future to intellectual struggles." "In short, yoa will play for yourself and not for the university. You desire a personal triumph, arid you don't care what becomes of your college. And your name is Bangs. Well, well! The laws of heredity work some of the time, but when tlicy take a day off there's no telling what may happen."

And that was the end of it. The parts were never changed again, in such a way as to be detrimental to the best interests of the college.

To trace the subsequent, career of "Larry Hangs" on the athletic field would be merely to repeat, what every well-informed person should know, 'lhat the name of Lawivnee Bangs stood alwaysat the head of the rank list of iselass is a matter of no importance, yet it may as well be mentioned here, since the fact could not otherwise reach the eyes of the public. He resigned not only the higher life of bodily endeavor to Paddy O'Toole, but also the trivialities of social intercourse. In fact, for purposes of such narration as this or the glorious traditions of the university, the real La,wrenee Hangs ceased to exist at the close of the second Harvard game iu his freshman vear.

(TO RE CONTINUED.)

AVHITE CIIIJKCII.

Mrs. I homas Dunbar is improving slowly. John McManama visited home folks Sunday.

Mrs. Henry Smith and Mat Peterson are on the sick list. Rev. Nye Bowers delivered an eloquent sermon Sunday from II Timothy 4:3.

Mrs. Shade Cook is in a critical condition. She was worse the latter part of the week. We hope she may be better soon.

Mrs. Martha Hoover will return to her home in Kansas Wednesday. She has been visiting relatives here the past winter.

What we know: That Will Jobe hauled wheat to Colfax last week Charley Campbell went to Fairview Friday Ortha Butcher and Laura Kirk were the graduates from Center Alf Trotter is working for J. Saidla John Rettinger is improving his place with a new fence John Saidla purchased a white Leghorn Albert Dunbar and Johnny Rettinger are the champion stump pullers.