Ligonier Banner., Volume 45, Number 20, Ligonier, Noble County, 4 August 1910 — Page 7

A Corner in Ancestors : By ELEANOR LEXINGTON , Evans Family .

The gra.n‘dfathe'r of Henry V_il. of 'England, Sir Owen Tudor, had the honor of a place upon the Evans family. chart. Or to go farther back, we can claim a knight of King,At:;thu_r’S Round Table, just which one h;istory does not state, but traveling dmyn the ages from the knight we come to Ethelystagn Glodrydd, founder of the fourth r%"‘al tribe of- Wales, and Mervyn Vrych, King of the Isle off Man, the minth century. These naxé_es do not convey much meahing to *’my of us, certainly the présent writer is not versed fn their history, but the names loak well, and let us hope adorn the story. . : i : Evans in itself makes né‘ pretensions as to its deriviation. I‘\Ef is John —plain John, that is all. Evanson -is “the son of John.” Evens is on way the name appears in old records. Among Neéw England forefathers were David and Henry Evans of Boston, 1643; Thomas, of Plymouth, 1635, and Jobn, of Roxbury and Hatfield, & : i .';;'F\ : g ‘ ¥ Y @y g 4_){__‘ 5 GRS | . BiTE e . D - f & e b 5 ’ “;:"‘L'J-" o) HiTY : H - LRI | ' \@H‘M‘ it/ N g |l ' \ ‘ m;)‘l‘ N ; : o) : i| BN A TSR : , }f‘!“lifl/‘x}‘\&”» :@ @ . M 2 U : ¢ WS - 4 - SulpThoui g > ”‘?“.K ‘:m # '\.6 - ‘!:‘!HL - : ‘Y 2 ay L : : (F ’ wha is thought to have been. a soldier in Philip’s war. 7 Henry Evans, born in Boston; removed to Tennessee. He was the son of Joseph, born in Ireland, and a physician, who died in Ohio. Joseph Henry son of Henry, born in Boston, married Cora Taylor, a descendant of Gov. William Bradford, and descendants of this line, of course, step right

Mitchell Family

Two theories regarding the derivation of the mame Mitcéhell have meir] advocates. It is from the Anglo-Sax-on word mycel or mickle, meaning great, or .from 'Michael, meaning “God’s power.” Michael has always been a popular name, particularly in its French form Michel. Mytchell “is an ancieat orthography, this @ with Mitchel, Is perhaps the only wariation. - Searching family records, some centuries ago, we find the curious name “Elected Mitchell of Heathfield,” a name in the same‘elass ‘as “FaintNot,” “Fight-the-Gaod-Fight-of-Faith,"” and “Search-the-Scriptures,” all these being Christian names bestowed upon children by parents of a peculiar bias of mind. ‘“Elected,” by comparison, is fairly attractive, . o T The family is rich in authors and ~men of science; it also has its statesmen, its solemn representatives of the law, its dignitaries of the church, and its gallant soldiers. : The Pennsylvania family of Mitchells trace back to Yorkshire. England, and to the Mitchells who first made a home in Bermuda, notably William and wife ¢Elizabeth, whose descendants settled in Philadelphia, and also in Baltimore. George Mitchell of York county, Pa., was born in Scotland, 1734. ° - We find the Mitchells in Roanoke county, Va., and related by marriage to the family of Col. Zachary Lewis, | whose father was a messmate of Washington’s in the war with. the French. This branch of the Mitchells has descendants in many southern states. -The Thomas and Graham families are also allied- by marriage. The last named family is that of a gov:ernor of North Carolina, Willlam Graham. » o While discussing relationship, it may be mentioned that the Mitchells of Connecticut; claim kin with Rebecca Motte of revolutionary fame, with Gov. Saltonstall, and Gov. Dudley -of Massachusetts; also with the Gardiners, of Gardiner's island. Matthew Mitchell, with wife and children, was.a passenger on the “James,” 1635. Four years latér, he . was town clerk of Wethersfield. This was the year that the men of Hartford, Wethersfield and Windsor, met at Hartford, and drew up the first +written American constitution, or form of government made, “by the people for the people.” Matthew was a representative at court from Saybrook; he took part in the Pequot war, and in 1643, removed to Hemp. stead, L. I. e Edward Mitchell a passenger, -1638, on the “Diligent,” made a home at

An East,lndlan Verdict. In a case in one of our Indian courts a jury had before it evidence that could not be. in any way shaken. When the concluding stage had been reached the following interchange of conversation took place between the judge and his colleagues in the administration of justice: 2 “Gentlemen, are you ready to give your verdict?”’ -‘.Yes-" - “What is your verdict?” . "Our answer g, sir, that you can do

into the “Mayflower society,” without ‘BO much as. “by your leave.” - Another New England forebear was Sherebiah Evans of Milton, Mass., a Revolutiqniary soldier. He was born in Maryland, and married Elizabeth Dudley.. Their son, Sherebiah, was born at Boston, 1796. . The marriage connections of "this line include the Hirrisons, Clarks, Cooks and Warners. Sherebiah may have been the son or grandson of James, who came from ‘England in 1715, with wife and four children, to Cecil county, Maryland. One son, Johg, who was in the French and Indian war, removed to Lancaster county, Pennsylvania. His wife was Sarah Denny. : In Maine one of the prominent members of the family was George Evans, born 1797. He was attorney genetal of the state, and a candidate for nomination as vicepresident when Taylor was nominated. s : The family bas always been prominent in Pennsylvania. Lott Evans, born in Wales, a friend of Penn, set out on the same ship in 1681, but died at sea. He had three sons, Thomas, Charles and Lott, or John. While Penn was in England in 1704, Thomas (some records says John). was provisional or deputy gov-ernor-of the colony. Thomas married Sarah Roberts and they raised a large family. One son, Jonathan, had a foundry, and the. tree under which the treaty was made by Penn with the Indian chiefs, was on the foundry grounds. The family has its poets, authors. statesmen, scientists and Inventors. The first steam engine constructed on the high pressure principle was made ‘and designed by Oliver Evans of Delaware, born 1755, and who died 1819. .The blazon of the. coat-of*arms shownis: Quarterly, first and fourth, argent, . three boar’s heads, couped, sable; second and third, gules, a lion rampant reguardant, argent. . Crest: A demi-lion reguardant, argent holding between his paws, a boals head, couped, sable. Motto: ILibertas. - - This is the coat-of-arms used by the Evans of Pennsylvania, who trace back to Lott and Lott’s line included, not all the royal families of Great Britain, but the Tudor line and the Jounder of one of the royal lines of Wales—as above stated. In St. Peter's church, Philadelphia, a window to the memory of Joseph R. Evans, represents the lion of the arms, with a boar’s head issuing from a coronet, and the motto: Aut vincere, aut mori, | ; -

Hingham, to which, perhaps, he gave its name, as he was from Hingham, Eng. David of Stratford, Conn., 1665, was “entrusted by the council of war with important affairs.” Before moving to Stratford, he had lived at Bristol and Wethersfield. | Mayflower ancestry may be claimed by descendants of Experience Mitchell, through his «wife, Jane, or “Mary,” as some authorities say, daughter of Francis Cook, pilgrim of 1620. Ezx-

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as you like with the men that have confessed, but we acquit all the rest.” “But is it possible that you have welghed the evidence?” “Evidence like this can always be fabricated.” 2 - “Do you find that as regards these prisoners it has been fabricated?” “Evidence can be fabricated.” “80 the evidence is untrustworthy 7™ “Unless a man confesses, who canm teil he is guilty?”—Bombay Gazette. Remember, girls, the fairest flower is often the first to fade. - :

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FTER sitting over a desk eleven months without a moment's respite, | knew that I' must have some diversion from my unremitting toil; in fact a vacation was imperative, and I determined to get out at once, My mecca was and ever will be the White mountains, and to their peaceful, restful solitude I fled, taking with me only a short skirt, sweater and heavy boots for mountain climbing. My funds would not lu%v;ll=it-m<? to locate at even the smaller hotels, and hearing of a qulet farmbhouse in the town of Kearsarge, I secured board and settled down for the time of my life, : : Although very tired and weary from my long journey, I awoke next niorning” bright and early, refreshed and ready for mountain climbing, for it must he remembered that the invig-orating-air of old XNew Hampshire hills has a sudden as well as permanent effect. [ did Kearsarge easily, 2 spea‘dy climb of three miles, hard miles, too, but well worth the effort when one considers the delightful view awaiting the -climber—Portland harbor, Poland springs, Songo fiiver, Sebago- lake and many other smailer lakes in Maine. The day was intenseIy clear, and we had no difficulty in discerning people rmoving about on Mount \\‘ushingtu’on-;(‘ould even distingulsh men from women. A house o top of the mountain affords shelter if one cares to stop over unight to see the sun:rise, and food is also obtainable at the same shack. After a day and night on Kearsarge, ve (] say we, for I met ithe most de.ightful people imaginable at the farmhouse), planned to have a quiet day with anly a short walk, and after a late breakfast went to Mount Surprise, less than a mile, which, in climbing, seems little#more than a hill. But on reaching the summit behold the splendor of it all! The magnificent view is one long to be remembered: the Presidential range, with old Mount Washington the banner peak, plainly in the distance presents a picture not easily described. The awful grandeur of those gigantic monuments that have stood for centuries, in sharp contrast to the peaceful valley beiow, dotted with its little hamlets, forms a spec‘tacle that any words of mine would be utterly inadequate to portray. Loth to ‘leave this glorious scene, we descended the mountain -and made for the Cathedral woods near by, and there in the heat of the day we were in the most beautiful pine woods in New England, the tall and stately monarchs standing in row resembling the pillars of a cathedral, hence the name. Surely this was a haven of rest for a weary body, and a tired brain; rustic seats, the most luxurious carpet of pine needles, the gentle yet constant murmur of the swaying pines and the never-ending notes of the songbirds. It seemed -like a spot enchanted, where we should speak and move reverently. Reluctantly we left this seemingly hallowed wood, resol--ving to spend as many bours theére- as our limited time:would permit. Then’a day was reserved for a visit to Bretton woods, over the Maine Central railroad, through the famous Crawford Notch, a trip which cannot be excelled in grandeur east of the Rockies. This stony pass was discovered in 1772 by a hunter named Nash, and In 1803 a road was made through the 'Notch as far as Bartlett at a cost of :$40,000, one of the most daring ventures ever conceived by man. Upon entering the lower gateway of the Notch, on the right is to be seen Mount Webster with its. slide-torn sides, on the left Mount Wiiley ascending abruptly from the forest, and in front Mount Willard with its tinted cliffs. I shall not attempt 12 describe the solemn majesty of those moun-

THE SEA HAS LOST ITS LURE American Lads, Nowadays, Are Not Eager to Man Maine’s Big : Schooners. ~ Many of the vessels leaving here for coal and other ports within the past three weeks have been handicapped owing to the shortage of men, says a dispatch from Bangor, Me. Capt. George W. Bunker sayg that about all the men in the service nowadays come from foreign countries. “For a number of years past,” he saild, ‘there has heen a decrease: in the number of native born people who have shipped before the mast. Formerly, when the American flag was carried, into every harbor on the face of the globe, the hardy sons of this country were ‘ever in evidence. The conditions existing did not appeal to them, however, and many left the service. This has continued until today there is hardly a decent representation and the life seems to hold no attractions whatever for the boys living in the seacoast cities and towns. “A different sityation prevails in

tains, each grander than the other because of some -particular charm of its own. As the train, climbing upward, winds around Mount Willey, clinging to the stupendous cliifs, an excellent view is afforded of the old Willey house site, a long yellcw barn being the only landmark leit to tell the tale of long ago. I 1793 the old Wil ley house was built, and in 1826 Sam: nel Willey, Jr., resided there with his family, and at this hospitable board traders passing through the Notch were housed and also fed. In the middle of August the same year there was a terrific rainfall, and owing to the intense heat and dry weather which had prevailed, the ground was baked to a powder, and when the awful avalanche of earth and rock be came loosened, it came down with terrific force, sweeping everything in its course. The slide started from Mount Willey in a fearful mountain storm during the night, at just what hour no one will ever know. It is ¢vident that the terrified family foresaw the ap palling danger that. menaced them, for they fled for their lives .to the open and were never again seen alive. The finding of the bodies revealed but too plainly the fact that they had been swallowed up by the avalanche. Three miles farther on is the Crawford house, charmingly situated and homelike, with broad verandas, delightful walks and drives, and affording an excellent view of the Notch. © As the train moves on, now on a downward grade, we are accorded a fine view of the new Mount Washington house, one-quarter mile to the right, on the Maine Centrai. This collossal structure, a veritable palace, is the most magnificent inland hotel in New England, a little city in itself, unique in its appointments, being equipped with mi'linery, gents’ furnishing goods departments, etc. There is also a stock exchange cdonnected with Wall street, and not a little anxiety was apparent on the faces of some of the men who watched the man with the chalk. The hotel has a capacity for accommodating 1,200 guests. and though built but three years, the managers have found it necessary to build greater. As we waiked down “Millionaire Row” with its exquisite furnishings, listening to the sweet strains of the orchestra, we realized fully the power of mammon. A few more puffs of the iron horse, and we are in close proximity to the Mount Pleasant house, one of the most popular hotels in the mountains. Here we have a superb view of the Mount Washington railway, the trains being distinctly visible.

The train is now movinz on a down‘ward grade of §0 feet to the mile, and before we realize it we are at the picturesque Fabyan house, from which point we boarded the observation car for the base of Mount Washington, where we were transferred to a coach, with the engine in the rear, and step by step we climbed Jacob's ‘Ladder, a distance of three miles, with an average grade of 1,300 feét to rthe mile, requiring one and one-half hours: to reach the summit. . On its most formidable grade, 1,980 feet to the mile, the ascent .is slow and the engine breathes hard. The change in the atmosphere was very percepiible—it was cold as November. : After a few days' sightseeing around Kearsarge, interspersed with five and ten-mile walks, for everybody walks in the mountains, we took advantage of the celebrated drives known as .the Dundee drive, White Horse ledge; Diana’s Bath, Bartlett bowlder, ete. . The time was unearing when [ must retrace my way homeward, and I had not seen the -cardinal wonder of the New Hampshire highlands—the *“Old Man of the Mountain.” Getting the HELEN B. TRASK.

the fishing business, about -all the vessels being manned by"native sailors. This is due in a measure to the fact that about all the vessels in the busi ness are owned wholly or in part by the fishermen themselves. In many of the island towns the young men club together and with the money accumulated buy or build a suitable vessel. This results in the establishment of a business institution. “The men are always within reach of home and they are allowed the opportunity of visiting home weekly “That the sea has been robbed of one of its strongest lures for young America by the construction of vessels which really defy the storms lis something else that has to be reckoned with when figuring out what has caused the shortage. The spirit of daredeviltry inborn in the average American allures him to the life of a saillor. The spectacular side of the business was a strong, appealing force. This has called hundreds of men before the mast, and the tales recited by the old timers in the coast cities have stirred the imagination and fired the blood of many.”

Slelelelle e S el el lo e alleallenlly Was It Brown? By Nellie Cravey Gilmorev

As long as she lived Sylvia would never forget that dizzy walk home from the hospital in the stinging, pouring rain; the savage pleasure she experienced in the cruel way it whipped her hot cheeks and half froze the angry blbod curdling flercely through her rebellious little body. ' They told her at the hospital that if he lived through the night the chances were he would recover. The following day a paragraph in the paper stated that young Chalmers was pronournced comparatively out of danger. A suycceeding item hinted at his approaching betrothal to Alline Bester. And within a week the young fullback was on the rapid road to recovery. " Tho day before Chalmers was discharged from the hospital Sylvia, her mother ;and father sailed for Japan. Nine- weeks later Sylvia sat reading with overbright, indignant eyes the following letter from her lover. A : “Boston, Mass., Deceniber 3. “Desr Little Girl—Why did you run away without one word of farewell? Is it possible that, after everything, you can still be fn the dark about how I feel toward you? Have I been mis¢aken in assuming that you felt the same? : “My last conscious thought before that frightful accident was of you; ‘my first on reawakening to the rational world was of-—you. My very first act on being released from the crucible of nurses and doctors was to hast‘en to Wildmere, only to find you thousands of miles away—and not one word or line of explanation! : “The governor and my mater were so cut up about the accident that I

DNOQANCRENT T 2 I‘ 7’6 QU\J : r ‘\ “»‘IC? . i |\ | @0 ) I L Gl 1/ i e iy . / NS T u\%@ REPRA T IR g LA [ }!37 ) /”/‘ ;‘ s fip‘/ & Y | (\Y R .Y I I (S YA MS /&Ej't& 5 ‘Wm T : / /// Gl """“ ‘ ll |‘ : 1N —2 ’-i'i' coool } /\\\\ R\ g - == N =y \RR =\ O e Xm SN “Listen Dear,” he Began Excitedly. have concluded to retire from the gridiron for. the present. Thus you see, ever thing considered, I return to college a very dejected and gloomy soph. Will you net drop me a line from the far off orient that life may seem something less than a blank, dear, and the world a nabitable place instead of one vast, aching wilderness? “*As always, “Billy.” Sylvia read the letter several times with a variety of emotions. Then she crumpled it and tossed it into the trash basket. Afterward, she went over to her writing desk and penned a cloudy polite little note in reply that effectunlly shut off any possible excuse for further correspondence. Early in the following autumn the Marburys returned to America. It was on a gloricus November morning that Sylvia came in, flushed, from a downtown expedition, and hurried straight to the little white sitting room in their new apartments at a rtashionable New York hotel. - Withgut stopping to remove her hat, she turnmed her bag upside down, emptying the contents on a small, onyx table. 'There were several new postcards, half a dozen newspaper clippings, a few half-tones—of Brown. She opened her scrapbook and pasted them all in with painstaking fingers. Never had:there been a man like Brown on the Yale gridiron. From the wreck of her shattered hopes, Sylvia had risen to join in the universal hero worship. On her mantel was a panel of the invincible Brown; in her bureau drawers were innumerable likenesses and unlikenesses. She carried his picture in a tiny locket about her neck, and on her desk was a porcelain painting of him. She glanced smilingly at the dozen different caricatures each newspaper had proudly named as the *“only true likeness” of the mighty one. Then. with a queer little pang at her heart, she opened the secret compartment of her desk and drew forth an old photograph of Billy Chalmers. She looked into the handsome, serious eyes long and earnestly; a little sob caught in

Choosing Your Life Work

Many Do Not Find Their Spheres of Greatest Usefulness Until They Reach Middie Age. - This matter of choosing one’s life ‘work {s one of the severest tasks a personn has to meet. Many men do not flad thelr spheres of greatest usefulness until middle age, while others never find them. Education ought to 'help one to find his true sphere. The grext difficulty with so many young people is they show an adaptability to too many things; they become what their fellows or instructors call versatile. The versatile man sometimes is the¢ worst handicapped man. - He can de a dozen things fairly well and he spends his time between them, scattering his fire, instead of concentrating on one object a single purpose and learning to do that in the aggregate hetter than he could do each of the elaven. The man who, with a bent for music, -can play half a dozen instrumeuta, is not nearly so. lkely to

her throat. Hiow she had loved him! Could it be really true, she asked herself, that he had changed so much—and cared for that other (?), cared enough to marry her, as report sald? A sharp rap on her door interrupted the painful train of thought, and Sylvia rose and turned the knob, schooling her face into unconcern. It was a special, in Billy’s own handwriting, and she tore open the envelope with erimsoning cheeks: “Dear Sylvia,” it ran. “May I call at four on a matter of importance? Am sailing at daybreak for Germany to take up the study of medicine in Berin. Please do not refuse me.—Billy.” For an instant Syivia. stocd holding the sheet between trembling, icy fingers. Should she see him? = All the fierce resentment and wounded pride of the past year surged up in her de tense; with a swift impulse she seized a pen and dashed down a single word and signed it “Sylvia.” The succeeding hours were the longest Sylvia had ever spent in her life, but Chalmers arrived promptly. Shae greeted him with her most format little manner, -effectually screening wild inward turbulence from his eager penetrating glance. Every attempt he made to lead the conversation into personal channels was balked by her, and finally Chalmers broke out abruptly: . “Look here, Sylyia, the last time [ saw you it was an understood thing between us that as soon as we both graduated ‘we'd be—" ! “Have . you _forgotten—Alline?” she interposed, coldly, S © “That affair’ was all my mother’s doing. Only recently | learned of the report in the paper which vou must have.seen. | went at once to Miss Bester and told her the true situation. She is to be married in Aprll to another man. We shook hands and parted friends. On my word of honor, that is the sum and substance of the whole thing. By George, Sylvia' who is that fellow?” Chalmers had caught sight of the panel on the mantelshelf, and the color flooded his face Sylvia blushed, (00, and sald, foolishly: “Isn’t he a wonder?” ~ “To judge by the gushiness of the press—he is,” was the half-disgusted reply. “You know him well, of course?” she queried, fencing for time “Oh, after a fashion! Do you?” He gave her a quick, keen Jook “Only in this legendary sort of way,” and she indicated the pile of clippings on her desk, her eves traveling comprehensively from one wall to another where were displayed the more or less ludicrous prints. I suppose he's a perfect idol of the girls, isn't he?" " Chalmers grunted *“l happen to kn‘pw that he doesn't care a fig for but one in the world—and she won't look at him.” ) “Oh,” exclaimed Sylvia, “what a stupid she must be!” Chalmers rose and paced the length of the rpom, then back again He stoppedtn front of Sylvia’s chair: his voice had changed when he spoke. “Is it possible, Sylvia, that this fellow has supplanted me in your estimation—has taken the old, dear—place a 9 : Sylvia laughed constrainedly. “1— you see,” she sald, “I had to have something to keep up my interest—somebody. It—it's a sort of fad, you know—" - : “But if he should come here today, and ask you to be his wife; would you listen to him?"

_“l—suppose~-I—should,” was the very subdued response. Chalmers bit his lip. Suddenly he sat down on the arm of her chair and deliberately drew her head against him. “‘Listen, dear,” he began excitedly, Y want to tell you a few things about—Brown. He had a serious accident last ‘year during one of the big games, and his people didn't want him to play football any more. He didn't make any rasn promises, but rather than have them worry, he took an assumed name—" - Sylvia looked up tentatively, her eyes now wistful, npow dancing—red lips parted. 3 “Do you think he did wrong in this?” Sylvia shook her head, her black tashes shadowing the pink rim of her cheek. 5 “Sweetheart, [—] am Brown.” “Oh!"” He caught her close to his heart “Willl you cross the ocean with 'me tomorrow, dear, or will it require a longer time to get accustomed to Brown’'s identity?” “I knew it all along,” she whispered. “1 haven’'t missed a game. And—and— Billy, please let me talk, I—l think it would be something of a dlst?nction. really, to be pointed out as Mrs. Brown.” :

play as well as the man who becomes expert in the. use of but one. The versatile man is seldom more than an amateur, being kept out of the professional class simply because he has never learned to concentrate his full powers on one thing. Young men and women must look out for these pitfalls. The only talent that ever accomplished anything worth while is that trained along a certain, definite, fixed line.

¢ Pursued by an Apparition, That burglars have a keen sense of bumor has often been dwmonstrated, and a merry thief turned up at Chicago the other day who, rumning unexpectedly into a policeman, explained that he was fleeing from an apparition, and was looking for police protection. The apparition in question turned out to be a night-shirted householder whose home the fugitive had just robbed! ;

MADE $4.,000,000 - FARMING David Rankin, the “Rockefeller of Mis- © souri” Started Work Without . : a Cent. Columbia., Mo.—Sixty years ago, In Indiana, a country hov was. married. When the clergyman had finished. the young man turned his pockets wrong slde out. I have just five dollars to my name,” he said; *“iake it aIL” Then he explained to his bride as they walked away, “Now || shall have an even start.” ; = z The boy became a farmer—just a plain, ordinary farmer—worked hard and- believed that & penny saved was

B [ 1 o 1] /4*. ” G . /;/ ¥ i 5 // / i ) 4% % \ { Ly I, VR, 3 ) i 1 £, . £ ¢ Ay Y, i i FH I NG2 TR Ay g - . F 1 1N S Y TR -},}i_“ \ TN L MITIIN N\ i iy /// :\ Uy /i \ Wi N \/L”’f:l/ N N \}(! f/’ ) o i N "‘l‘/» X s 00 4 ) » : , 8 David Rankin. . a penny and a quarter ¢arned. The other day he took an inventory of his farm, scratched his gray head a moment and said, “Doing pretty well? after all.". The figures -totaled .up $4.000,000. David Rankin—for, as the detective stories say, it was none other than he —of Tarkio, Mo., is the worlds biggest farmer. That is what he claims to be—a farmer—not a stock raiser, nor a agricuiturist. The first agricultural implement he ever owned he went in debt for. Now if he deesn't raise a million bushels of corn in a season he considers that he has had a erop failure He has 25,640 acres of land that are actnaily producing.. There are .men who own mora land—but David Rankin is a tarmer. If the number of his fattening hogs - falls below 12.000 he becomes nervous ' The business seeret of Rankin's life has been: Specialize, stick to it, and earlv tn bed. He has made only one trip abroad. T couldn’t sleep owver there.” he explained. . 1 Pavid Rankin is eighty-four years old, but ke -never spends an idle hour. He is the Rockefeller of Missouri. He has given at different times $250.000 to Tarkio college, and considers it his best investment: ¢ R His motto is: “A farmer i{s a bus}i ness man who lfves in the open.” BEAUTY BECCMeS PRINCESS Liane de Fougy, One of Paris’ Handsome Women, Weds Man Who . Fought for Her. ‘ Paris.—Known as the “Eternal BReauty” and acknowledging to her forty-seven years, Liane de Pougy of Paris only a few days ago\ through marriage with a yotthful scion of the roval house of Roumania became a princess. Her boyish -husband is Prince Georges Ghika, cousin of- Prince John Ghika. who married Hazel Singer of New York.. SR Liane, in spite of her mature years, is still one of the handsomest -women of the French capital, and for many, many years was a raging beauty over

s 7 S Y v L 7 S L) babil 75 ; !(1/4\\\“\ ™ (‘@ ”Qu N ‘)'\\’*R :s\h\.' “"\ y . ‘ A SR Ry W= A Y 84/?’/.7‘,;' : . T W ik W 7 | : > 2 /‘,’_ %: 3, ) ’ U/ N -@& B ) f(@g{&\ ‘."'_:::_._"’ ,/ 7“\)/ g \\‘\\\ '4?:- 5%( - T AT Fen ~% lf‘r((' . 'LJJ)):‘-?',’- T ) )}‘(‘l‘pf(l‘c ‘14(4--‘,‘ A\ JlEp Qs B g Cot Oy g PRINGES GHIEA Y %7 whom kings and the members of the nobility went wild. She owns a mansion 19 the Rue de la Nova and on the mantelpiece of one room are jeweled knicknacks worth over a million, presents to her from royal and other distinguished admirers. She is said to be the richest woman of her class in Paris. A quarter of 8 century ago Liane was the wife of Lieutenant Pourcher. Before securing a divorce from her he shot her in the leg with a revolver. ¥ Some time before this the professional beauty had - attracted international attention by attempting suicide for love of a scientist whose fame is now world-wide. i The youthful prince whom she has now espoused won her heart by fighting a man who bhad laughed at her big hat, later having to pay a fine for his gallantry. N Now that she has both fortune and a tftle it is said that the famous beauty will exercise all ker powers in an effort to force her way into society, a feat which, however, may -_prove somewhat difficult. | e / Tip the Assistant. =~ 1 A word to those who may be plan-' ning for the first time to go to some famous Paris house for their gowns.l The assistant must be tipped. - Otherwise one might sit unnoticed for a{ long time, with every one seemingly too busy to heed. An assistant must ] be stized as she passes and embraced, after which miracles -will occur: A very good tip will even at the end, after one or two frocks have been purchased, bring forth from some renote recess a “bargain,” snd it will »e one in verity. Wl : :

: EASY TO ANSWER. : e . ‘// g‘ » s -+ ) T | LT T oK Ca B ‘r’.:. ~.f" . § £ | = 4 - . %” . Q= The Teacher—Who ,was it that climbed slowly up the ladder of success, carrying his burden with him as he went; who; when he reached the top gazed upon those far beneath him, and— ’ - The Scholar .(aged 8)—I know, ma’am. It was Pat O'Rourke, presi dent of the Hodcarriers union.

EPIDEMIC OF ITCH IN WELSH ‘ VILLAGE “In Dowlais, South Wales, about fifteen years ago, families were stricken wholesale by a disease known as the itch. Believe me, it is the most terrible ‘disease of its kind that I know of, as it itches all through vour body and makes your life an inferno. Sleep is out of the question and yeou feel as if a million mosquitoes were attacking you at the same time. I knew a dozen families that weére so affected. : “The doctors did their best,” but their remedies were of no avail what. ever. Then the families tried adrug gist who was noted far and wide fot his remarkable cures. People camse to him from all parts of the country for treatment, but his medicine made matters still- worse, as a last resort they were advised by a friend to use the Cuticura Remedies. lam glad to tell you that after a few days' treat ment with Cuticura Soap, Ointnient and Resolvent, the effect ‘was wonder ful and the result was a perfect cure in all cases. “I may add that my three brothers, three sisters. myself and all our fam flies have been users of the Cuticura Remedies for fifteen years. Thomas Hugh, 1650 West Huron St., Chicago, 11., June 29, 1909.” An Easy Fit. }} number of years ago there lived in northern New Hampshire a notort ous woran-hafer. It was before the day of- ready-made clothing, and wanting a new suit, he was obliged to take the material to the village tailoress. She took his measurements, and when she cut the coat, made a liberal allowance on each seam. The man’s dislike of women in general prevented his having a fitting. He took the finished garment without trying it on. It was much too large, ‘and his disgust was apparent in the answer he made to the frierdly loafer on his first visit to the postofiice, ‘when he wore the despised article. "“Got a new coat, Obed?” said the loafer. ' : - “N0,.1 hain't!” said Obed. “I've got seven yards of cloth wropped round me."—Youth’s Companion. A Knowing Girl. =~ . When young Lord Stanleigh came to visit an American family, the mis‘tress ‘told the servants that in addressing him they should always say “Your Grace.” When the young gentleman one morning met one of 4the pretty house servants in the hallway and told her that she was so attractive looking he thought he would kiss her, she demurely replied, clasping her hands on her bosom and looking up into his face with a beautific expression, .“0O Lord, for this blessing we are 'about ito receive, we thank thee.”—Lippineott’s. s e

How He Kept the Law. “l noticed,” said the friend-who-could-be trusted, after a trip through the factory where preserves are made, “that a white powder is first put in the cans, and that’'the preserves are then put in the white powder.” “Yes,” ‘explained the proprietor to the- friend-who-eould-be-trusted, ‘“that white powder is a preservative. You see we are compelled to put tha preserves in a preservative becauee an idiotic requirement of the government makes it unlawful for us to put s preservative in the preserves.” The Home of the Cod. ' There is just-one other great cod bank in the world besides those oftf Newfoundland. It lles off Cape Agul‘has, which is the southern tip of Africa, and south of the Cape of Good Hope. The Agulhas plateau is said to be almosgt a duplicate In size and richness of the north cod banks. But this is too far off, so there is little promise of its appeasing the Hungry appetite of the world for cod. Real Novelty. - Knocker—Say, here’s an original baseball story. : ‘Second Senior—How’s that? . Knocker—Hero wins game in eighth inning instead of ninth.—Yale Record.

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