The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1907-07-11
Overland to Hillsboro.

L. Caldwell, Cashier Peoples Savings
Bank, to accompany him to Hillsboro
on last Friday, and we did so and shall
not soon forget the courtesy, says
Editor o. A. White in the Greenfield
The day was ideal and the farming
never presented richer view
than now. The growing corn, the
ripening wheat, the lazy herds, the
slow plodding teams, all in a setting
of luxuriant foliage, makes up pano-
ramic picture that keeps you busy
every foot of the drive from the best
town in the county to Hillsboro.
BY the way Hillsboro is the county
seat and this is fortunate for Hills
boro. Otherwise she would be even
more stole than she is. There are,
however, many traits that could be
written in the redemption column. A
good natured cleverness is rampant
in Hillsboro, and the stranger within
her gates is impressed with this fact.
When Hillsboroan takes you by the
hand he squeezes 1t with such pres
sure that indicates his warmth and
welcome. Then he wants to know
where you are from, how you like the
county, and especially If you are i'm.
pressed with Hillsboro. They get
much of their information by asking
questions, habit probably growing
out of their isolation.
County officials are especially pleas
ant, a virtue that probably still
attaches as feature of campaigning,
but 1t would be safe guess that they
are naturally whole.souled and will
carry their courtesy with them after
they have served the people we'll as
public officials.
Take Billy Porter, for instance; he
wanted US to come on the inner circle
and would probably let US count the
money If we had asked 1t, but well
take Billy's count any old time with
out question.
Mr.. Roads, the Auditor, treated US
kindly. You notice that we said "Mr. ~
Roads; that's because we don't feel
we'll enough acquainted to say II
otherwise. We know a brother of Mr.,
Roads, who is a banker In Muncie
Indiana, and he's such a square fellow
that we are compelled to admire
Roads the auditor.
Judge Watts missed something be
cause he was out of town-and so die
for that matter. They speak we'll o.
Watts over in Hillsboro, and thi
naturally made US regret our failur,
to meet him. He'll probably send III
over legal by wav of introduction
and we want to thank him now II
advance for the favor
For a real gentleman, you can put
your money on sandy complexionet
fellow and win about ninety times ou
of hundred. This fragrant bouque
is for Clerk of Courts Ambrose. Fl,
even took us to the Parker and pait
for our dinner, and If he's ever Z
candidate for anything we are fo
him. We'd be for him any way, or
general principles for he strikes us al
man who would render a good &C
count of any stewardship confidet
unto him,
Lands, the Recorder is bashful, bu'
we are told that this characteristic 1,
natural and not assumed. Perhaps
he acted so because he is not used Il
meeting strangers. We had to invade
his office twice before we could meet
him, but his clerk, who is much longer
than he Is broad, told us that Mr.
Landis was busy and we became recon
ciled.
Sheriff McMullen is democrat ant
that's shame. He looks like Re
publican. The democracy was proba
bly, spanked into him while very
young. If this we're not true he coult
probably have been Sheriff much
sooner. He's rather good fellow
despite this systemic ailment and
takes his hat of when he eats:
Wilson Il Mcbride are Attorneys in
fact and we had the temerity to put
our feet on their table, following a
pattern set by Mcbride himself
Wilson grew up in Buckskin township
down on Paint creek and he tells
about 1t with an air of pride. We
don't blame him. To be born In
Buckskin is of itself sufficient distinc'
tion, but J. Frank has added a little
as the years went by.
Then we went up to see ID. Q. Nor