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The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1912-10-30
Mr.. PettiSreyvss Cows.

Mr. Erasmus Pettigrew. the prom
inent agriculturalist and substantial
citizen and taxpayer. who lives near
Hickeyville, met with q sad loss dur
ing one of the hot days this summer.
Mr.. Pettigrew owned Ave handsome
and intellectual Jersey cows. which
were among the best milk givers in
this locality, and the rcsy-cheeked
milkmaids who sat under tactical fluid
which was gathered by the dripping
caves Of said cattle was famous
throughout the country. One hot day
a peculiar and fatal accident hap
pened to these five cows. Strange as
it may seem, they were frozen to
death.
There may be some who will doubt
this story and some others who. in a
jovial frame OF mind, will say that
a frozen COW is more valuable than q
cow that is not frozen, for q frozen
COW will give ice cream instead OF
plain cream, but this is not time for
merry quip or ribad Jest. Mr.. Petit
CREWS cows were frozen, and 1t hap
pened this way: Mr.. Pettigrew's next
door neighbor, Mr.. Britchen, went In
this spring rather strongly for pop
corn culture. He had noted the vast
amounts of popcorn consumed at cir
cu5es. baseball games and prize-fig hts
and decided to make his fortune in
popcorn. He planted 1t accordin' to
schedule and then prayed for warm
weather His prayers were answered
and the weather came too warm. so
warm. in fact that 1t popped all OF
Mr.. Britchen's popcorn. 1t made a
terrific noise. something like q Fourth
Of July celebration in 4 county seat
village and the neighbors fastened to
the scene. They were much sur
prised to find all Of Mr.. Pettfgrew's
cows standing stin-legged and frozen.
The cows had seen Mr.. Britchen's west
forty entirely covered With popped
corn and thought 1t was snow. Be
themselves to be In the bos-
som OF q blazzard they promptly froze
to death
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According to Uncle Abner.


A Teller who wants to commit sui
eide when his gal goes back on him
ought to be given one-day ticket to
the insane asylum. It's a wise mutt
who knows when he's well Off
There are enough ways to be un-
happy without buying your kid a pair
of roller-skates or a snare drum.
1t is gettin' SO tho present cam
paign sounds like q cat.hght at the
village sewin' circle.
There used to be considerable arts
tocracy about a Teller that had his
initial embroidered in his shirt sleeve.
but that was long time ago.
married Is a durn fool to pull any soft
old maid in tho Same township.
Rem Binks says there are nineteen
reasons why he hasn't bought an oat-
mobile this season. The first rea-
son is that he hasn't had the price, ana
the other eighteen reasons don't count.
There amt much use tryin' to con-
vert a Teller that has worn a derby
hat, winter and summer. all his life.
It is gettin' so a woman kin make
stylish dress out of a red napkin
and three yards Of baby ribbon.
A Teller Is never safe until he has
passed the love poetry era of his life.
Hank Tumms has been sore agin
Hold Peters for thirty years. They
were rvals for the same gals hand,
and Hank got her.
No Teller knows as much about wo-
men as the one who has never had
any experience with 'em.
The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1912-12-05

81 have named him that" she called
after him. because he has plenty of
fire and spirit. but at critical times
seems to lack common sense" She
laughed. free. musical laugh that
somehow recalled the blood to his
cheeks He made no reply.
She watched him as he swung along.
frankly admiring the tall, cleanly built
figure whose lines the loose coat he
wore did not conceal She remembered
the end of the big game eight years be-
fore, when a laughing, mud stained
young athlete tore himself away from
his idolatrOus companions to lay his
triumph at the feet of the days sweet
heart She remembered also. with a
smile. the stabbing childish jealousy
with which freckle faced. short
skirted girl had witnessed his devotion
"And you're still here, buried alive
in this out of the way corner of the
world" she said softly. "Oh, John
Dunmeade! John Dunmeade"
Suddenly she touched her horse with
the crop. He bounded forward and
thC yOohS Afo.-
was overtaken. She pulled Crusader
down to a walk, at which the young
man looked up astonished. Curious as
to her Identity, but fearing another re-
proof, he cautiously refrained from
further speech.
They went along in silence until they
reached a point where the undulating
road rose to command a view OF the
valley to the south and the town to
the NORTH She reined in her horse.
what a pity one can't dnd words
for such morning And the wonder
of 1t is that II has recurred, we don't
know how many millions Of times, al
ways glorious"
at makes one feet a bit-reverent'
at makes one feel as helpless as
She paused for lack Of comparison.
"As helpless as some chick will sooI
feel, unless the farmers dog scares of
that hawk" he completed the sentence
for her, pointing. Over barnyard II
the valley the big bird was SOARING
In narrowing, lowering circles, From
beneath came family the cries o.
frightened fowls. Suddenly the hawl
swooped low to the earth Scarcely
pausing, 1t scared aloft once more
leaving panic in the barnyard and on'
chick the less
The young woman laughed. There
an illustration of one Fundamental
law"
THE supremacy of the strong? That
an old theory. know. A very prett!
one-from the point of view Of tn
hawk. But how about the chickT
| ''Oh. If one is born chick Sh
concluded the sentence with a shruI
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PULSE.

Dec. 2, 1912.
Mr.. and Mrs. Mowyer and son, of
Alton, were guests of Rev. Hoggatt
and family, from Friday until Sunday.
VIM. Morgan, wife and Rosa Muntz,
of South Liberty, and John Hall, wife
and son, of Sardinia, were guests of s.
M. Taylor and family, Friday.
W. v. Miller and wife were guests
of DIR. T.. w. Duvall and wife, at
Lynchburg. Thursday.
Blanche Hughes and brother were
guests of their parents, at Lynchburg,
Thursday.
Joe Chaney, wife and children, OF
Brownicounty, were guests of Rev.
Hoggatt and family, Sunday.
velma Dean was the guest of Hazel
Rhoades, Sunday.
Hazel Allen spent Sunday with
Lizzie Ruble.
Frank Dodson, wife and daughter, Of
Norwood, were guests of Ed. Barker
Saturday and Sunday.
Lillian Brown, of Lynchburg, spen,
several days last week with Charles
Brown and wife.
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The .Newlyweds And Their Baby.

The patrons have not seen a more
pronounced success in the musical
comedy field In recent years than 1.-THE
Newlyweds and Their Baby" which
comes to Bells Opera House, Monday,
Dec. o. This it the laughing song
show from the famous cartoons adapt
ed Aaron Hoffman and Paul West, the
music and lyrics by Seymour Brown,
Nat B. Aver and John w. Bratton
tits said to have attracted wonderful
patronage in several of the large cities
Of the East and In a season that went
down In history as one of the most dis
astrous In theatrical history.
The reason for it's remarkable sue
cess is not attributed alone to the
greatnesssof the cast, the gorgeousness
of the production, the brightness ol
the lyrics, the tunefulness of the mu'
sic, or the cleverness of the chorus
but happyi combination of them all
In addition to these qualities, which
are usually all that are necessary fol
the success Of any production, the
book is said to be the most replett
with comedy situations ever intro
duced In musical farce and couldlnot
fail to succeed even though all tn,
musical numbers were eliminated. adj
The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1912-12-05
MILLER'S CHAPEL.
Dec. 2, 1912.

Fl. M. Igo and wife entertained a
number of their friends Thanksgiving.
Edith Stanforth and little daughter,
of PEBBLES, and Emma Brognard, of
New Market, spent Tuesday at the
home of j. G. Larrick.
Clarence Gray and wife, of Mowrys-
town, spent from Wednesday until
Sunday with Amos Igo and wife.
Charlie Rotroff and family, of near
Sabina, spent Friday and Saturday
with his parents, Curtis Rotroff and
wife.
Eldon Larrick, of New Vienna, ac,
compained by his friend Joe Ross,
spent Thanksgiving with home folks
Mrs. Anna Igo, Mrs. Ray Wrinkle
and Mrs. Clarence Gray and little
daughter, spent Saturday with Mrs
j. V. Sanders.
Mrs. T. S. Scale, of Folsom, spent
Sunday afternoon with Mrs. Sarah
Hatcher.
The oyster supper was a success
i socially and finacially
l
The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1912-12-05
CHAPTER |.
Mists of the Morning.

V1T was twilight still in the val
III ley. but over the hills to the
GsI east the sky was whitening.
As6J A young man sitting by his
The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1912-12-05
HARRISBURG.
Dec. 2, 1912.

Dec. 2, 1912.
Aunt Lib Vance is better and able
to sit up.
d. r. Vance and family spent
Thanksgiving::s.with Homer Sanders
and family.
Clyde Shelton and family visited the
formers parents, at Bethel, Thursday.
We had no school here from Wednes.
day until Monday.
Diede Anderson, of Hillsboro, spent
Thanksgiving with his father.
r. o. Elliott and Chas. Ashmore and
wife and son, Paul, of Prospect Cross
ing, ate turkey with ]. v. Sanders and
family, Thanksgiving.
Aunt Lib Vance entertained at din
ner Thursday L. G. Vance and wife
and Oscar Malcom, of Hillsboro, G. D..
Harris and wife and T. r. Vance.
Ben Igo and wife visited Leslie
Griffith and family, at Buckley, Sum
day.
Aunt Sarah EcConnaughey had as
her guests Thursday her children.
grandchildren and great-grandchildren
Mrs. Grace Wrinkle and Mrs. Pearl
Gray and baby, of Bells Run, visited
j. V. Sanders last Saturday.
A. L. Anderson was the guest of his.
family in Hillsboro from Saturday
until Monday.
4 VIM. Matthews, who has been work.
ing for M. e. Harris, returned to his
home in Winchester last Thursday.
The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1912-12-05
HIS RISE
TO
POWER
By Henry Russell Miller,
Author Of
"The Man Higher Up"
Copyright. 1911, by the BobbssMerrii
Company
Copyright. 1911, by the Bobbs-Merriil
Company
PROLOGUE.

Reader, here IS a live, gripping,
absorbing romance of politics
not the politics of a decade ago,
but the politics of today. A
young American Of good fighting
blood and hard, fixed ideals sets
out to smash the political ma
chine of his state without COM
promise with evil. The great mo-
n,ent of his life comes when he
must sacrifice his clean hands or
ruin the father of the girl he
loves. The creative genius and
large power of the author are
even more notable than in The
Man Higher Up." Mr. Miiler's
preceding novel;
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Legal Notice.

Notice is hereby given that, on the 9th
day, o, November. 1912 o. w. McCoppin
w ). McCoppin and others, filed their petit
County. Ohio, praying for the establishment
OF Special School District out of parts of
Brushcreek, Paint and Marshall townships,
bracing the following territory, vis.-Ali of
sub-districts numbers seven and eight and
part OF number eleven in -Brushcreek town.
per seventeen and part of sub district num-
per two OF Paint township school district,
ana part OF sub-distrtct number one of Mar
shall township school district ~
Said petition will be for hearing on
Wednesday, the sth day of January, A. d.
1918, at 10 O'Clock, A. M
Dated November 9th, 1919.
Q2-26) It. M. WATTS
adv Probate Judge, Highland county o.
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BRoUSE CHAPEL.
Dec. 2, 1912.


James Ward and family spent from
Wednesday, until Saturday evening
with relatives at Wilmington.
Mrs. Lea Williams called on Mrs.
VIM. Hixon Saturday afternoon.
Miss Ruth Stout spent Friday night
with Mrs. A. w. Willett at Hills
boro.
Miss Margaret Erwin has returned
home from a..visit in Logan Go.
Wilkin Woodrow and wife spent
Sunday with the latter's sister, and
daughter, at Mowrystown.
Mrs. Ellen Hiestand entertained
Ray Erwin Thursday.
Milton McConnaughey and wife
will move Wednesday to the farm of
Mr.. Hizer below Marshall.
Mr.. and Mrs. t. w. Mccoy took
dinner Sunday with Mrs. McCoy's
sister, Miss Mary Bell, at Marshall.
Miss Helen McConnaughey enter
tanned Frank and Sam VanZant at
dinner Sunday.
Mr.. and Mrs. Fred Hill called on
the formers parents at Hillsboro Sum
day.
Mrs. elisha Erwin called on her
mother, Mrs. GEllen Hiestand, We'd
nesday
The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1912-12-05

If you are troubled with chronic
constipation, the mild and gentle eff
feet of Chamberlain's Tablets makes
them especially suited to your case.
For sale by all dealers. adv
The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1912-12-05

The Chicago health department has
begun a ratkilling crusade as pre-.
caution against bubonic plague.
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of her shoulders. strength is its own
law. Hasn't the world always been
conquered and ruled by it's strong2"
I'm afraid that is true" he said so
berly.
Afraid. | should think you woulc
be glad. since-I have 1t from the New
Chelsea Globe-you are a strong man
he looked bis astouisbment "Yol
know who | amw
"Of course! Did you think. Mr.
Dunmeade." she laughed did yo'
think your charms outweigbed tbs
Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1912-04-17
cease firing at once"

cease firing at once"
turned reluctantly away from him,
knowing full well in my heart I was
bearing my last order, and rode at a
hard trot down the road between long
lines of waiting Federal infantry.
scarcely so much as saw them, for my
head was bent low over the saddle
pommel, and my eyes were blurred
with tears.
The sun lay hot and golden over
the dusty roads and fenceless fields.
The air was vocal with blare of trum.
pets and roll of drums, while every.
where the eye rested upon blue lines
and long columns of marching troops.
l formed one of little gray squad
moving slowly southward-a mere
fragment Of the fighting men of the
Confederacy, making their way home.
ward as best they might. As the
roads forked I left them, for here our
paths diverged, and it CHANGED 1 was
the only one whose hope lay west
ward
Silently, thoughtfully I trudged on
for an hour through the thick red
dust. My horse, sorely wounded In
our last skirmish, limped painfully be-
hind me, his bridle-rein flung care
1essly over my arm. Out yonder,
Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1912-04-17

the effect Of his words, did you know
that Mrs. Brennan was again with
us?"
II was not even aware she had been
away"
"Oh, yes; she returned North immo.
d1ately after your last parting, and
came back only last week. So many
wives and relatives of the officers
have come down of late, knowing the
war to be practically at an end, that
our camp has become like huge pic
mic pavilion. 1t is quite the fashion
able fad just now to visit the front.
Mrs. Brennan accompanied the wife
OF one Of the division commanders
from her state-Connecticut, you
know"
There was much I longed to ask
regarding her, but would not venture
to fan his suspicious. In hope that I
might turn his thought I asked, "And
you; are you yet married?"
! He laughed spontaneously. mo,
that happy day will not occur until
after we are mustered out. Miss
Minor is far too loyal Virginian ever
to become my wife while I continue
to wear this uniform. By the way,
Mrs. Brennan was asking Celia only
yesterday If she had heard anything
OF you since the surrender"
She is at Appomattox, then?"
NO. at the headquarters of the
Sixth Corps, only a few miles north
from here"
And the Major?''
Cation glanced at me, a peculiar
look in his face, but answered simply:
Naturally have had small init
macy with him after what occurred
at Mountain View, but he is still re-
tanned upon General Sheridan's staff.
AT Mrs. Brennan's request we break
tasted together yesterday morning, but
believe he is at the other end of the
lines today
We sat down upon q bank. and for
the time l forgot disaster while list.
ening to his story of love and his
plans for the future. His one thought
OF Celia and the Northern home so
soon now to be made ready for her
coming: The sun sank lower into the
western sky, causing Cation to draw
down his fatigue cap until it's glazed
visor almost completely hid his eyes.
With buoyant enthusiasm he. talked
on, each word drawing me closer to
him in bonds of friendship. But the
time Of parting came, and after we
had promised to correspond with each
other, I had stood and watched while
he rode rapidly back down the road
we had traversed together. At the
summit OF the hill he turned and
waved his cap, then disappeared,
leaving me alone, with Edith's face
more clearly than ever a torture to
my memory Of defeat-her face, fair,
smiling, alluring, yet the face of an
other mans wife.
(To be continued.
Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1912-04-17
CHAPTER xxxViI.
The FurIlnq of tho FLAGS.


The close Of the long and bitter
struggle had come; to those who
had cast their fortunes with the
South 1t seemed almost as the end Of
the world. had thought to write Of
those last sad days, to picture them
in all their contrasting light and
shadow, but now I cannot. There
are thoughts too deep for human Ut
terance, memories too sacred for the
pen. rejoice that I was q part Of
II; that to the lowering Of the last
tattered battle-fag I remained con-
slant to the best traditions of my
house. cannot sit here now, beneath
the protecting shadow of a flag for
which my son fought and died, and
write that regret the ending, for
years Of peace have taught US of the
South lessons no less valuable than
did the war; yet do rejoice today
that, having once donned the gray,
wore it until the last shotted gun
voiced 1ts grim message to the North.
1t Is hardly more than a dream now,
sometimes vague and shadowy, again
distinct with living figures and his
toric scenes. I require but to close
my eyes to behold once more those
slender lines Of ragged, weary, hun.
cry men, to whom fighting had be-
come synonymous with life. pass
again through tho fiery rain of those
last fierce battles, when in despera-
ton We sought to check the un-
numbered blue legions that fairly
crushed US beneath their weight.
saw it all; I held part in it all.
Upon that April day which witnessed
the turning of the last sad page in
this tragedy, stood without the Nc
Lean house, ankle deep in the tram
pied mud of the yard, surrounded by
a group of Federal officers. Within
was my commander, the old gray
hero of Virginia, together with the
great silent soldier of the North.
Few about me spoke as we waited
in restless agony. No one addressed
me, and think there must have been
look in my face which held them
dumb.
I know not how long I waited,
standing beside my horse, with head
half bowed upon his neck, seeing the
figures about me as in a dream. At
last the door was flung open, and
those within came forth. He was in
advance Of them all. In that pale.
stern, kindly face, and within the
depths Of those sorrowful gray eyes,
read instantly the truth-the Army
OF Northern Virginia was no more.
Yet with what calm dignity did this
defeated chieftain pass down that
blue lane, his head erect, his eyes
fundamentals daunuess in that awful
hour of surrender as when he rode
before his cheering legions Of fighting
men. Only as he came to where I
stood, and caught the look Of suffer-
Ing upon my face, did he once falter,
and then noted no more than the
slight twitching of his lips beneath
the short gray beard. "
Captain Wayne" he said, with all
his old-time courtesy, II shall have
to trouble you to ride to General
Hills division and request him to
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you to realize that I appreciate your
efforts to escape 4 hostile meeting
and esteem you most highly for your
forbearance on the field. 1t was in
deed a noble proof of true courage.
May I ask why did you fire in the
air?"
Had she not held me so away from
her by her manner l should have then
and there told her all the truth. Az
it was I burst not.
II felt convinced that If my bullet
reached Major Brennan it would in
jure you. l preferred not to do that"
II believed it was for my sake you
made the sacrifice" She paused; then
asked In yet lower tones: WAS my
name mentioned during your conten-
toni mean publicly?"
1T was not; Cation alone is aware
refrained because of the reason
have already given you"
"Your wound is not serious?"
Too insignificant to be worthy Of
mention"
She was silent, her eyes upon tho
carpet, her bosom rising and falling
with the emotion she sought in vain
to suppress.
II thank you for coming to me-"
she said frankly. II shall understand
it all better, comprehend your motive
better, for this brief talk. Whatever
you may think Of me in the future"
and she held out her hand with some
thing of the old frankness in tho ges-
ture. do not hold me as ungrateful
for a single kindness you have shown
me. l have not fully understood you,
Captain Wayne; indeed, l doubt If
/ do even now, yet l am under great
obligations which l hope some day to
be able to requite, at least in part"
"A thousand times they are already
paid,' exclaimed. eagerly, forgetting
for the moment the presence of her
silent chaperon. "You have given mo
that which is moro than life"
DO not, Captain Wayne" she in
terrupted, her cheeks ahame. Il
would rather forget. Please do not;
l did not send to you for that, only
to toll you I knew and understood.
We must part now. Will you say
good-bye?"
If you bid me, yes, will say
goodbye" I answered, my own sef-
control brought back instantly by her
words and manner, but retain that
which l do not mean to forget-your
gracious words of invitation to the
North"
She stood with parted lips, as
though she struggled to force back
that which should not be uttered.
Then she whispered swiftly:
1T is not my wish that you
should"
Was there ever such another para
dox Of woman? l knew not how
to read her Alright, for scarce ever
found her twice the same. Which
represented tho truth of her charac-
ter-her cool dignity, her impetuous
pride, or that gentle tenderness which
befitted her so well? Which was the
armor, which the heart Of this fair
lady Of the North?
As we rode down the path to the
eastward, a snowy handkerchief hut-
tered for an instant at the library
window. raised my hat in silent
greeting. and We were gone.