Star-Democrat, Greencastle, Putnam County, 25 December 1908 — Page 5

S 1 A R - I) E M O C U A T

TRACTION BONOS ARE SOLD

I'lvuidont K. M. How mail Pmm* Thr<>ui>li (■rc<'iiriiHtl«‘ anil Discuss* cs the AlTairs of the N«-w Road.

WILL BE FINISHED BY SEPTEMBER

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)CAL AND PERSONAL ITEMS

Ithered Around the Town as the Gleaner Gathereth the Grain

i to Mi and Mrs. Waldon y, December 20, a daughter. U.- V. Daggy and wife will Ifalifornla the first, week in m spend the remainder of

nter.

(• mningham holding th<* im r at the opera house jiiriare show Saturday night nb'd the set of-furs. B. Downing is home from a q Mil hunt in Mississippi. Mr. it \ ted a relative there. He [that quail tire abundant there lat hr killed 75 during the jays lie hunted.

E. M. Bowman, president of the traction line that will run from Mooresville to Cloverdale was in Greencastle Wednesday. He declares that work is to be begun upon the new line at once. The bonds have been placed and the financial side of the work is completed. Mr. Bowman believes that many of the farmers through whose farms the road will run will donate the right of way. In case no serious difficulty is encountered the real work upon the line will soon begin. Mr . Bowman announced that it is the intention of the company to have the road ready for operation by the first of next September. Everything is moving along smoothly now.

MEMORIES OF OLD PUTNAM

A child of Mr. and Mrs. John Hodshire of Manhattan died Monday

night.

Miss Lottie Stoner has returned from Michigan City, where she has

been teaching.

Mr. and Mrs. Fry of Fincastle wtiv in the city Wednesday to at-,

tend the Williams-Kodgers wedding.) 01 ' until 1 wa8 sixteen years old, near

Mrs. Earl Durham and son. Ernest, who have been visiting her parents in Kansas, returned home Tues-

Creston, Wash., Dec. 13, ’08.

Editor Star-Democrat;

Dear Sir: A copy of your paper was sent me a few days since by a relative of mine in the north part of the county, and it awakened so many memories of other days and the people I knew and associated with in my youth, that I have determined to write tills and request you to publish it in the hope that it may reach some who may through all this mist of years remember me as I do them. I was born and lived my early life

day.

Word was received Tuesday by relatives from it. R. Vermilion of Wichita, Kan., announcing the death ot

S I Bryan left Thursday fori his youngest daughter, Mary E ther

m, Ark., where she will visit Vermilion.

lighter, Mrs. Keller. From | Dr. and Mrs. Swahlen and family

I: . ill :n to Denver to tramps and two boys were | •■•X ■ ar here Wednesday police and sent back to from where they had ship!" ,1. The tramps were in tie tr at Bloomington and | The officers here cm bark from whence they | ' i it ion were filed tary of state Wednesday I napolis, Cloverdale [ ■ t ion Company, In1 ipital stock, $100,I IM wa id ,\l Bowma n . i or, Dudley H. JackSandusky and William I tin V. 'oil, better known Heathen” Wood, is here Jl.ii i South America, where f n lee his graduation fcePauw. Mr. Wood lias been il ele. trical engineering (n s nth America. He intends bis future home in the fin i .1 Slender is home from tworth, Kansas, where he jaw week with the United .cl of Indianapolis, who | t deral prisoners from t' the Leavenworth The prisoners were |b' '; 11 ’* ia 1 car. Mr. Callenappointed special guard for F received a letter from Si Mrs Thad Alice, in l ’’ 1 Saturday stating that G" ■ Idaughter is quite ill. 1 Iliad \llee and their • r have visited here and have many friends

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will occupy the university property used as the president’s residence until their house, recently burned, is repaired. Dr. Ballard, the insane man confined in the cell in the court house, is reported to be very much better, and to be talking and acting quite rationally. Modern Woodmen met Wednesday night and decided to hold their social January 12, ’09. All neighbors desiring to attend this social with wife or lady friend please arrange to report same to committee next Tuesday night at 7:30 at regular meeting. We figure on a good time and will try to have a program of music and other features. Thomas Taggart was in Greencastle Wednesday for a short while.Tom arrived at 1:52 over the Big Four. This train ordinarily does not stop here but it made a special stop last night for Mr. Taggart. When he alighted from the train and learned that the Monon train south had already gone lie got back on ttie Big Four and went on to Indianapolis.

DIVORCE SUIT FILED

Perry Wright Asks a Legal Separation From Rachel Wright on the Ground of Cruel Treatment.

Perry Wright has filed suit against his wife, Rachel Wright, asking for divorce. The complaint alleges the cruel treatment of the plaintiff by the defendant in that she was continually nagging and abusing the plaintiff and asking him for money for unnecessary things. That often the defendant became enraged and at such times she had made attempted assaults upon the plaintiff. For all these causes the plaintiff asks a divorce from the defendant and all other relief.

❖ MARRIAGE LICENSES * •> ♦ ♦ * ❖ ❖ ❖ •> •> * Clarence Irwin and Goldie Barnet. Daniel Clarence Scobee and Katie Lee Hewlett. John Hayden Huffman and Maude Estelle O’Hatr. Ira U. Nichols and Nellie F. Zeiner. J. Hymer Williams and Mayme F. Rodgers. Janies Dwight McFadden and’Lulu Wilson Ratcliff. Paul Skelton and Nora Young.

Bainbridge. There will, no doubt, be many*In that part of the county, who, as children, at least knew or knew of my father, Jacob Peffley, who was well known for his mechanical skill. He built and owned the old Peffley saw mill two and a half miles northeast of Bainbridge, beneath whose dam was the famous swimming hole of that part of Walnut Creek. Our nearest neighbors were the Michaels, the Longs, Collinses, Gordons, Jobs, Chastains, Etchesons, with many others that I might name. I attended school in the little white school house a mile and a half east of the mill, during the ’GOs. Milroy Gordon was my teacher for several terms, a man whom I have always had in the kindliest remembrance, though I have not seem him for thirty years, nor have I heard from him for almost as long. It may he that he has passed on to join the Innumerable caravan ere this. If not, I should he very much pleased to hear

from him.

The "boys” who were my comtades of those days will remember me, if at all, as ‘'Dave,” I as a youngster being called by my first

na me.

In 1S70 we left the old home, residing for a year near Fincastle. The following year the fa mlly, except myself, removed to near Sedalia, Mo. where father died in 1S75. My brother Make,” who attended school with me, was killed by a stroke of lightning a few months before father's death. Mother died near here in 19(12. For my: <‘lf, I began teaching in Franklin Township in the fall of '78, teaching the next year In Russell. In the spring of '80 I went to Kansas, where I spent most of the next sixteen years, with short changes to Iowa and New Mexico. During most of this time I continued teaching, though mixing it with newspaper and literary work. In 1899 I came to Washington, and after two years in the school room established the Creston News, which is now In ityS eighth year. Of course 1 married, as I hope all the other boys did In due time, and brought up two daughters. One of them is married, and I am grandfather of two bright and promising boys. The other daughter is a printer, and one of the most expert Simplex operators on the coast. She takes after her grandfather Peffley in her interest in machinery, and knows the mechanism of any machine she works with as well as if she had built it. She was an accomplished hand compositor on the News before going on the machine in other

o tfices.

[ formerly knew nearly everybody among the old-timers in Jackson, Franklin and Russell townships, many in Floyd and Monroe, and a long list of familiar names in oili-

er parts of Putnam and Montgomery counties, especially about New Maysville, Bainbridge, Carpentersville, Fincastle, Morton, Roachdale, which was founded shortly before 1 left the state: and about Ladoga and Parkersburg In Montgomery County. I have never been back to the dear old scenes of my boyhood since ’80, but my daughter visited relatives near Russellville a year ago met some who remembered me. If you can find space for this in your paper, which I am sure reaches almost everyody in the county, and it should be read by any whose memories are as tenacious as mine of things and persons of thirty to fortylive years ago, I should be very much gratified to hear from them and through them of others who have died or tnoved away, I could name a hundred boys and girls of that period from or of whom I would like to hear but such a list would be too tedious for use with this article, which I fear is already too long for your use. With affectionate memories of the people, the groves, hills and streams of what is now my Fairyland, I am, Very truly, D. Frank Peffley.

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CLEVELAND'S DAILY LIFE

Memories of Hie Simple, Helpful Routine That Filled the Princeton Days.

On ills sixtieth birthday, March 18, 1897, Mr. Cleveland made his second visit to Princeton, and came to live in his new home. It was a day of pouring rain, the first of a three-days’ storm, something different from the October splendors in which he first viewed Princeton. But as one Independent of fair weather or foul, he settled! himself contentedly to enjoy his first good rest after the strain of hard service. Into this retirement j occupation soon followed him. A huge stack of daily mail gave him more than enough to fill his mornings. He worked at It assiduously, examining all of it, and answering Hie letters in his own hand. It was only slowly and after much reluctance that he brought himself to consent to the occasional help of a secretary, usually a student of the university. Even so, the disposition of the miscellany still took most of his mornings. Then there were other calls on his time, apart from domestic and social engagements. Visitors and delegations soon got in the way of coming, and then coming again to urge his presence at public functions or to seek his counsel on other matters. Ho was pleased to he sought and remembered, and gave them his time freely, though he fretted at the insistent invasion of the leisure he felt he had earned. Only sparingly and after resistance did he consent to a few of these requests, not choosing the occasions of greater prominence, nor refusing them for that reason, but selecting only those where he believed he could do some tangible good by going. His afternoons were largely given to writing and reading, except when he was taking a drive or a stroll or going to some college game. In the evening, after the paper was read, he was fond of a game of cribbage or billiards or the visits of his friends. To dine out and attend lectures and concerts were not things he specially cared for, but he enjoyed them heartily whenever he could persuade himself to go. They were not things so much averse to his liking as to his habit, and his habit was based on his liking for home, where he loved most to be, all to be all the time, except when the desire for outdoors took hold of him and he looked over his guns and rods, preparing for a fishing or hunting trip.

•> •> •> ♦ ♦ * FVCLAIMKI) LETTERS ❖ ❖ •> 1 ❖ ❖ ❖ •> •> •> •> The following list of letters remain unclaimed in this office. Dated Wednesday, December 23. 1908. Brown, G. W. Blodgett, Lewis Day, John Emmons, George E. Fields. Mr. and Mrs. A. E. Hubbard, Thomas Motley, Frank Rourk, Miss Cathern Scott, E. VV. Wood, George ’advertised,” and give date of list. •/<

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Pietro Vincenzo Riga was discour aged. It had boon a had day. In fact, It had been a bad month. Generally when ho and Gnmhiettn took to the road and traveled through this section the nickels and dimes and quarters fell Into Pietro’s old felt hat in a most alluring stream. But this year the weather had been for the most part rainy, and somehow Gamliletta seemingly had lost his knack of coaxing coins from stubborn pockets. What few pleasant days there had been bad proved far from profitable, for (lie dimes and nickels and quarters were conspicuous by their absence. and Pietro and Gnmbletta must both eat, fair weather or dull. In vain did they plod the dusty highways; in vain whenever they could find a possible audience did Gamblctta do ids cumbersome tricks. Waltz, turn somersaults, die, go lame, wrestle with Pietro as lie would, but a few scattered pennies had lodged in the old felt hat. Bankruptcy, grim and ghastly, stared them In the face. Moreover. Gambietta was growing painfully thin, even ns If he had but recently come from one of his long naps of hibernation, and Pietro was beginning to learn all too frequently that a handful of berries gathered from the roadside made a most unsatisfactory repast. They plodded up the long hill slope, the man sliulliing along with his shoul ders stooped and Ids head bent and the lour ft l 1 wing along at the end of ids chain. Ids bed rolling from side to side and Ids seuflling foot sending up choking clouds of dust that sot him to wheezing and coughing in miserable fashion. They were nearing the top of the hill when a wagon with a portly, well fed man on the seat drew up beside them. The well fed man glared at them in undisguised contempt. "Hey, you dago,” he called, ‘‘what jer doin’ with that bear here on the highway? Don - ! you know there's a regulatli n against it in (ids town? Scares bosses. It does! Take him through the woods or the fields, but keep off the roads -you bear?” Pietro pull 'd off the old felt hat and bowed respectfully. Then as best lie could in broken English, plentifully Interspersed with Etruscan dialect, he tried to make it plain that neither he nor Gambietta would willingly or knowingly transgress the law. But the man In the wagon understood no word of the servile harangue. “None of your lip, now,” he Inter rupted irritably, at the same time pulling open his coat to display a tin star. “I’m a deputy sheriff. I am. You and that bear keep off the roads or I'll run you both in. See!” He waved ids arm meaningly toward a little wooded path that led from the highway to the left and sat In Ids wagon watching the sorry pair until they had turned into it and were lost to view in Its shady depths. Beneath a giant oak tree that stood beside the little path Pietro sat down miserably. Ids head in ids hands and a great despair in ids tired eyes. Gnmhiettn collapsed beside him. rolled about luxuriously for a moment. then turned on Ids side and went calmly to sleep. Pietro sat there for a time, a prey to his bitter musing. Then he, too, stretched himself beside Ganddetta's rusty brown bulk and fell Into trou bled slumber. Now, it happened that the path a winding wood road—which the two had chosen, or, rather, which the well fed man had chosen for them, as a retreat led to a cascade, where a little stream fell over a series of granite ledges. It was one of the beauty spots of the vicinity, a place much frequented by the summer people who came to the little town. Even as Pietro and Gambietta slept in the shadows of the oak a smart trap came slowly down the winding road from the cascade. In the trap were a stern faced young man and an unsmiling young woman. And it took no very great Intellect to see that everything was not entirely pleasant between them. Indeed, they had fallen Into silence— that bitter silence which Is harder to endure than threats or recriminations or open Censure. For some time they drove along, the beauties of the shaded wood i ad lost to their eyes. The man finally broke the silence. “Perhaps It would lie better If I got out and walked.” be suggested grimly. “Perhaps it would.” said the girl, and, reinin-. in the horse, she watched him climb down from the trap, after which she flicked the cob with the whip, and the trap sped down the road. The man stuffed ids hands into Ids pockets, grunted something Inarticulate and strode on in her wake. He was a pleasant looking young man. The frown that furrowed his forehead seemed sadly out of place. But there was something about the mouth which said he had a will of Ids own and i somewhat more than Ids share of stubborn pride. Presently, by way of soothing bis overwrought nerves, he pulled from his pocket it well worn brier pipe and began to fill it from Ids tobacco pouch Rut scarcely was the task completed when from ahead there arose a sudden commotion, a cracking of underbrush, a jabbering of Etruscan dialect.

a half smothered feminine sounded through the stillness. Tiie young man pricked up Ids ears, and as the scream sounded once more be dropped the pipe and tore down the path at a pace that bad won him records on tlic cinder path. Around a bond In the path lie sped, and there before him be saw a frau tieally plunging horse, an Etruscan wringing his band and jabbering helplessly, while a badly frightened bear crawled through the underbrush with many whoofs of genuine alarm. The young man jumped for tin* bit. caught it and clung on desperately The horse, thoroughly frightened, snorted and plunged and acted goner ally like a beast bereft of Ids senses. XVitli ail Ids strength lie strove to freq himself from the young man’s grasp, but that stubborn will was equal to the emergency. Men with mouths like the young man's don't let go once they have gained a hold. For several minutes It was a battle royal for the mastery; then the young man's strength and agility and spirit prevailed. The horse, quivering and panting, came down on all fours and stood there, slinking like a leaf. “You had best get out for a moment or two,” the young man advised, and the girl meekly obeyed. Then she saw his torn coat and blood on Ids wrist where the prongs of the bit had torn the flesh. “Tom.” she cried, quite forgetting the recent unpleasantness—"Tom. dear, are you hurt? There’s blood on your hand, and you’re all mussed up.” He smiled reassuringly. "Not in the least, dearie,” said ho. Then he looked steadily into her eyes. “But I'd he glad to be if-lf’— “If what?" she asked rather breathlessly. “If I could make you understand what an ass I feel myself to be and how sorry I am I quarreled with you.” The young woman had her share of common sense. “Well, I rather think we can forgive each oilier without anything so unnecessary ns that,” said she. “It was my fault anyway.” “I rather think it was mine,” he declared. At that moment Pietro Vincenzo Riga, overcome with premonitory fears, approached, nearly touching the ground with ids forehead, so low were ids bows. His gestures were rapid and expressive. Ids face n picture of woe. “Not-a my fault! N' t a my fault!” lie repented over and over, ids palms upturned In deprecation. Tiie young man turned. “Your fault!" he laughed. “Not a bit of it. my friend. In fact, it’s the most fortunate circumstance in the world that you happened along just as you did. Here!” And Into the astounded Etruscan’s hand he thrust a crisp ten dollar bill. Pietro stood staring at It stupidly, scarce daring to believe ids good fortune. while the young man helped the girl back to the trap. It was only when the trap started on that Pietro realized lie was taking something and giving nothing in return. “Walt!” lie cried, diving into the bushes for the recreant Gambietta. “Walt! Mak-a da bear dance-a da waltz!” “Oil, that’s all right,” the young man laughed. “You’ve earned tiie money!" The trap whisked down the path. Pietro hauled tiie bear from the underbrush and made him stand at his clumsy salute. His own tattered felt lint was clasped in Ids hand as lie watched tiie two young people, sitting close together and both talking at once, drive out of sight. Then he mid Gambietta set fortli at a somewhat livelier pace in search of supper.

Recognized Likeness. A Parisian dandy of the iirst water, tiie Comte de S., had a crayon picture of himself made, which he afterward pretended to find fault with. “It does not bear the slightest resemblance to me,” bo said, “and I will not take it.” Tiie artist protested, but all to no avail. “All right, monsieur,” he remarked finally, “If it Is not at all like you, of course I can’t reasonably expect to get paid for it.” After tiie count had left the painter added to the portrait a magnificent pair of ass’ oars and exhibited It to the gaze of the curious public. It had not been long so exposed when the count broke into (lie artist’s studio In a towering rage and. finding that threats availed him nothing, at last offered to buy It at a considerable advance upon the original price. "It was not strange that you failed to recognize your resemblance to the picture nl first," said the painter, determined to be revenged for the slight put upon Ids work. “But I knew you would notice tiie likeness as soon as I added these ears." Society at Caracas. The ladles of the government were the most gorgeous of tropical butter flies. They wore all tiie colors at tiie same time and jewels in profusion, but you seldom looked farther than the (iaint and powder. I had seen a darky girl In Porto Rico powdered until she looked like a rusk, but she was at rest! These gaudy pauish, SpnnishIndlan, Hpnnish-ucgro creatures were pinked and scnrlcted and whited on face, throat and neck until the original color appeared only on th» upper arms, and after they had danced for an hour one thought of the delta of the Mississippi In the old green geography! And so we all danced, painted and unpaiuted alike, and only tho un believable florescent description in the next morning's paper can give an adequate conception of what the Caraqoenlans thought of It.-Atlantic.