Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-08-10
SOME GRAND OLD WOMEN

@
searching for someone to help and find.
ing plenty of instances. sounded q re-
sponslve note in the souls of the gall
liant old guards when she declared
SICK; keep Your mind upon your
work asserts Miss Barton. astutely.
More than anything else, thai keeps
one fresh and young. and-wen."
A racing automobile With a 0O-year-
Old passenger in it plaeidiy enjoying a
cup OF 90 miles an hour. and cheering
on the driver by her expires
sion of eNultant glec. is an UNI
usual sight even in An age of mar
wells. Mrs. ID. Cottle is the ccntena-
rian who accomplished the feat and
laughed merrily over it the mex day.
Resident in San Francisco for more
than so years. she was literally shaken
out of that city by the earthquake. and
made the Journey across the continent
to New York. where she now resides.
She is viNacious, especially when at
tackled on the subject of equal suffrage.
Women vote"" she indignantly de-
mands. Good Lord, I'd like To trounce
them all round"
When n of the big liners sailed out
OF New York harbor lately. it bore as
"A passenger Il woman who has been
principal of the Five Poin mission for
80 years. and who means to occupy that
position until the SIG. 900 mortgage on
the mission is paid Oft. Il thought half
a century of labor in one place would
do pretty WELL" said Mrs. Van AIKEN,
just before sailing for Europe for II
needed rest and recreation. for when
one gets to be "a years old, there is a
sort of hankcring for a quiet fireside
and a lack OF care. But just as long
as the boys need me. I'm going to stay
on"
This. too, is the watchword OF
Mother Bird the aged Bowery angel,
who. IS and past, gives up her days
and a large part OF her nights to her
known as the stormy petrol of indus
try" labors with similar zeal and effect
among rough begrimed miners and fac
tory hands. often deep in the bowels of
the earth. Standing erect and valiant
i'm the pulpit of All Souls church in
Antoinette Brown Blackwell. the first
ordained woman minister, have not
ended at The age Of 83, for she breaches
every fourth Sunday. and her dis
courses are not back numbers, either.
Ida Lewis has LOOKED out OH the stormy
lowered window of her lighthouse for
81 years, and today at the age Of 81.
will put off in her tiny skiff to a rescue
from the surging waters as quickly and
skillfully as in the days when she saved
IS persons from drowning pleasure
breakers. She has rescued soldiers.
sailors and reckless oarsmen, finding
them half-drowned. clinging to over.
turned skiffs or washing helplessly
back and forth in the waves. and she
has hauled them into her boat at immi-
and restored them to their rightful
selves. She has walked every half hour
for thousands OF nights to attend to
II light whose rays never failed
to shine far out over the ocean waters
when the lamp was in her charge, and
she looks upon this as q mere common.
place of existence. When the town OF
Newport. realizing her heroism and reca
ord OF lives saved, planned an honor day
for her. and flags few and banners
streamed over half the town. Ida Lewis
sent word that she was too busy witt
her Tuesday ironing to attend.
Far out in the blue wastes of San
Francisco bay, With the waters eter.
nally tapping the base of a rock whoss
only dwelling liz a lonely tower, lives a
woman whose name, II spoken In the
inner circles Of Washington society
to the lips of those granted highest
place in the capital. 1t would be a re.
membrance of social gayeties, OF unlim.
tied hospitality in a stately southern
nome. or the elegance, grace and beauty
OF a life devoted to all that can elevate
and sustain. The daughter OF a preat
ex-governor Of M~ississtppi-a hermit
in the midst of beating waves and thr
mournful cries OF wheeling sea gulls-
has known no other home for 90 years.
Here she made her retreat when mis-
fortune set its brand upon her in rho
shape Of a total loss OF fortune. hero
she has brought up her young daueb.
ter, here she has lived out the rem.
nants OF her w once happy and low
Gus life. Not for nothing did this de-
scendant of a proud southern famtl.
inherit the fire and valor Of her ances.
tors. Does 1t take either 10 live the
light of a lonely lighthouse keeper fo,
20 years? Remember that she reyisits
the scenes Of a large city perahps once
In ive years; remember that he,
daughter, her sole companion, must ono
day leave the lonely tower with its
encircling waves: that comes
surely on: that nights are long and
days solitary. Then ask again ~ ~
takes the pluck. heroism and the in.
d%onitable will of a long line Of anccs.
try to remain at ones post while tn,
takes more: it takes the strength ~
spirit. And that, after all, is the great.
est thing there is In this old and lionel,
world.