The Ward County independent. [volume] (Minot, Ward County, N.D.) 1902-1965, 1914-04-23

cannot participate in the June pri-
maries. Many who are not taking this
matter seriously will have cause to re-
greet their refusal to register when
the time comes to vote.
Mr.. and Mrs. Gus Larson were Mi
not visitors Tuesday.
Will Wistrom, the popular Flaxton
druggist, was in town over Sunday.
The Never-Sweats of Minot played
the final game of the series with the
local boys Friday night and won by
a score of 26 to 6: The home boys were
not in it with the Minot boys at any
stage Of the game. However, by next
season our boys hope to put up stiff
fer game and give the Never-Sweats
the hottest time of their lives. The Mi
not team consisted of L. w. Daigle,
captain; Robt. Feehan, Robt. Palda,
J. c. O'Leary, Roy Murphy, Emil Nc
earthly and Referee Dale Frank.
Einar Madsen, not content with the
laurels he has won as chicken fan
cier, is now going in for experimental
farming on small scale. He will try
to demonstrate the practicability Of
raising sorghum, sweet potatoes and
peanuts as staple crops. The result
of his efforts along this line will be
awaited with considerable interest by
the community. s..
While not intent upon any prize for
growing alfalfa, H. A. Kluver, one of
our local bankers, is planning on
growing good sized patch to see if it
isn't possible to raise alfalfa without
inoculating the soil. ~
Mrs. w. L. Millar is very ill at the
home of her daughter, Mrs. P. M. Cole,
of Kenmare.
Miss Susan Phillips, of St. Henry's,
has been the guest Of her sister, Mrs.
Ned Calvin this week.
One afternoon recently a bunch of
us were sitting in the meat market
when the minister came in to ask for
horse to drive to his appointment
at brady. The minister's request led
L. S. Foote, the veteran Mouse River
rancher, to relate an incident con-
nected with the visit of the first mis-
sionary who ever came into these
parts. Mr.. Foote went on to say that
the minister, quite an old gentleman,
came about the middle of the week and
drove out among the ranchers and an
nounced meeting the following Sun
day at the home of James Johnson.
Accordingly, at the time appointed
people drove in from miles around to
listen to what was to them probably
the first sermon they had heard since
coming to this, frontier town in
those days. The services were held
in the afternoon and at the conclusion
of the initial prayer a great noise Of
pistol shots rang out upon the trail,
which ran near the house. There was
a general craning of necks to see the
cause when cowboy rode up with a
shooting iron in each hand, dismount-
ed at the door, put away his artillery
came in and took seat quietly, when
again the sounds of pistol shots re-
sounded and another cowboy came up
and followed suit. This was repeated
for the sixth time, and. then it seemed
that pandemonium had surely broken
loose. Pistol shots, believing and a
series of lusty yells rent the air. This
was too much for the audience. They
arose in body, rushed to the door and
looking up the road beheld Percy Cole
now the sedate mayor of Kenmare
coming down the road astride roam
bull belonging to Joseph Cotton, the
landlord Of the Cotton house. Percy
had six-shooter in either hand, and
with set Of spurs was goading his
bullship at every jump and tearing
loose with the guns and yelling like ar
Apache Indian. Well, everyone had q
good laugh, not at all surprised at any
of Percy's antics. The minister was