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The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19
A spRteArLy NoNoeENARIAN.

Some time ago, we asked for infor-
nation regarding the oldest person in
the parish, native or otherwise. No
apparent heed was paid to the request,
until now that we learn that Mrs. Mary
E. Barrow, mother Of Messrs. Chas. M.
and Robt. H. Barrow of this parish, is
probably the oldest resident, as on her
birthday, the 25th Of this month, she
will reach the age of ninety years.
While Mrs. Barrow spends her winters
in New Orleans, she returns to scenes
beloved of yore" each summer, to the
old parish for which the years bring
inc diminution in her love. And al
though Mrs Barrow belongs to the old
regime, it's luxury and splendor, she
has met changed conditions with phil
osophy and content. She enjoys, with
a clear mind, the memories of her long
life and its varied experiences, and
realizes the beautiful promise of the
prophet, "At eyentide there shall be
light" A letter from her, lying before
us, shows her handwriting, strong and
legible, as clear as a woman of sixty
at most
Mrs. Barrow was born in Halifax
County, North Carolina, daughter Of
David Barrow and Sarah Collins. When
she was eleven years old they removed
to Louisiana and purchased what is
now known as Alton Villa. Mrs Bar
row naively explains that this name
was given the plantation by an old
admirer of hers, Mr.. Glendy Burke of
New Orleans, who loved to hear her
Sing, Flow Gently Sweet Alton" This
was in the days of her girlish beauty
and bellehood. She was educated at
Sparta, Ca, and Georgetown, D. c. On
May %, 1874, she was married to her
cousin, Robert H. Barrow, later Col
onel in the confederacy. Their married
life was spent at Resale" a lovely
home purchased by her father and
given his daughter as wedding pres
ent. They lived there in wealth and
comfort until Col BarroWs death In
1878. There were nine children, four
of whom survive: Charles M. and Robt.
H. Barrow of West Feliciana; Eliza,
Mrs. Eugene Barrow of Long Beach,
Mississippi and Samuel Barrow of
Beaumont, Texas. There are 81 grand
children, and Is great grandchildren of
this wonderful old lady, who looks back
almost century, and sees that her
life has been blessed in so many many
ways.
The issue of the New Orleans Amer
lean of Sunday, June 13, in an article
on Historic Old New Orleans" con-
tains a pleasing reference to Mrs,
Barrow. In speaking of Bal Travesti
at the old St. Louis Hotel in 1912, an
old list is quoted, which contains
among many other notable names that
of "Mr. and Mrs. Barrow and Miss
Mary Barrow, registered at the st.
Louis Hotel. This belle of seventy
three years ago still lives among us,
in the Garden District. In the Barrow
home 45O5 Camp street, hangs girl
hood picture of this lovely grande
dame, life-size, which smiles from her
frame upon her grand and great-grand-
children, as she is now nearly ninety
years of age"
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The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19
Absent Friends

Miss Emma Thorn is spending the
summer at Pass Christian, in attend
ance upon patient.
jeff D. Stirling has completed an en-.
listment in the army. He re-eniisted
and has been sent to the post at Platts
burg, N. Y.
Mr.. and Mrs. Allie Rabenhorst OF
Baton Rouge have a son, born Thurs
day. Mrs. Rabenhorst was Miss Amelia
PHILIPPE of Lakeland.
Mr.. and Mrs Louis Adiger of New
Orleans have daughter. The youne
mother and child are at the Touro
Mrs. Adiger's mother, Mrs. H. M. Levy
will probably go down Sunday after
moon.
Mr.. and Mrs. Sidney Howard Lemon
have announced the marriage of theil
daughter, Nell Marie to Mr.. Boiling
Allyn Cross, Thursday, June 10, Bator
Rouge, La. After an extended tour
Mr.. and Mrs. Cross will be at home
after July IA, at 1862 Lafayette street
Baton Rouge.
Jos. D. Smith sends us card for hi
graduation as Bachelor of Arts from
Ohio State University. Mr.. Smith il
one of West Feliciana's most talentei
boys. He will be engaged in field worl
for the U. S. Department of Agricu
ture during the summer months, ant
expects to take the civil service exami
nation for regular position with tn
Department, this fall.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19

The first of the series of six dances
to be given by the social club will take
place at Pythian Hall, st. Francisville,
Friday night, June Is. Ladies are
cordially invited Also elderly gentle
men not dancing. All dancers are
urged to join the club. Members may
invite all out-of-parish friends. M. S.
Taylor is the president, Frank Barrow,
the secretary.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19
RREIDENsACH-PoWELL.

Miss Eula Ball Powell and Mr. Oscar
H. Breidenbach were married Tuesday
evening in New Orleans, and an &C
count of their nuptials will be of great
interest here, the native place Of her
family, and where the groom also is
widely known. st. Georges Episcopal
Church in St. Charles Avenue was
ltastefully decorated in honor of the
occasion. The middle aisle was arched
at intervals with palms tied with white
tulle Mendelssohn's wedding march
announced the entrance of the bridal
party which entered single file in this
order: The ushers, A. ]. PARE, Percy
Lock and Coulter Prescott, then the
bridesmaids, Misses Sarah Powell,
Estelle Brown and Amy Leake. After
them came Miss Julia Powell, the maid
of honor. The bride entered with her
parents, Mr.. and Mrs. F. e. Powell,
who gave her in marriage. The maids
wore net dresses over pale yellow silk,
made with full skirts, graduated tucks,
baby waists trimmed by fichus with tiny
full ruff1es of footing, and short sleeves
with gloves. Each carried a large arm
bouquet of daisies, ferns and asparagus
tied with large tulle bows. They wore
large picture hats Of shirred net trim
med with daisies. The maid Of honor
wore net over white silk with full skirt
shirred at waist, pale yellow girdle.
She also wore picture hat trimmed
with daisies. Her bouquet was of
white peonies and ferns, tied with
yellow satin ribbon. The brides dress
was of fine white net over white char
meuse, the skirt having sectional ruff
fles and ornamented with orange bios
SONS and tubing Of charmeuse. The
waist was simple In the fashion Of the
hour; court train, nearly three yards
long, was Of charmeuse bordered by
lquillings of net. Her veil was tulle
ARRANGED in cap effect held in place by
orange blossoms Her only jewel
was a brooch, the gift of the groom.
Her shower bouquet was of bride roses
and lilies of the valley. Mrs. Powell
wore a white lingerie dress, trimmed
with lace and touches Of yellow satin.
She carried bouquet Of white roses
and asparagus fastened with white
tulle, and tulle In the hair.
Claiborne Duval of Houma was best
man. The wedding chimes and the
march from Lohengrin closed the
church ceremony, which was perform
ed by the Rev. Byron Holley. The in
formal reception at the Powell resi-
tdence followed. Ferns and daisies
composed the decorations. In one
corner of the parlor an alcove was
made of ferns and daisies, under which
the couple received In the dining
room, the table was very pretty. From
the large chandelier draped with white
tulle and ribbon, festoons Of tulle came
to the four corners of the table. In the
r middle of the table was facsimile in
/ miniature of the bridal party, carrying
: out every detail of the church cere.
mOnU After tho rocnntinn Mr. and
Y Mrs. Breidenbach left for honeymoon
stay over the lake. She wore pongee
, lsuit in the natural color, with hat to
match. On their return, they will &c
to their home at Houma.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19
ANNOUNCER EMIT.

The Undersigned begs to announce
his candidacy for delegate from this
parish to the Constitutional Conven'
ton proposed to be held September
81, 1915, should the call for same be
approved; and respectfully solicits the
support of the citizens of West Felic.
lana. s. Nice. LAWRAsON.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19

Tunica Tribe No. 113, Improved Or
der OF Red Men, has elected the follow
ing officers: M. Neustadter, sachem
IL. S. Muse, senior sycamore; Jas. Roth
junior sycamore; Geo. Rettig, prophet;
IF. L. Nanny, chief of records; G. s
Davidson, keeper of wampum. The
next meeting of Tunica Tribe will bt
held on the sleep of June Goth, ant
every member Is requested to b.
present.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19
METHODIST CHURCH sERvlcEs

METHODIST CHURCH SERVICES.
First Sunday--St. FranciSville, II
a. m. and 7:15 p. m.
Second Sunday-Antioch, II q. N
and p. m.
Third Sunday--Star Hill, II a. m.
st. Francisville, Ills p. m.
Fourth Sunday-Wilhelm, 1880 am.
Angola, p m.
Fifth Sunday-Nlm Park, II q. m.
st. FrancisVille, 7:15 p. m.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19

West Feliciana Camp No. 483, Wood.
men of the World, will, beginning with
its first meeting in August, hold its
meetings in the Castle Hall of Bayou
Sara Lodge No. Is, Knights of Pythias
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19

Mr.. Elliot Chisholm has decided to
close out his drugstore, selling part of
his stock to Mumford's Pharmacy. He
left this week for his home in Wood
vile.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19

A number Of persons from country
and town are going to the Sunday
School Convention at Wilhelm today.
Others will go tomorrow.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19
BIDS WANTED.

To Whom 1t May Concern:
Sealed bids will be received and
opened July 6, 1915, for the wharf and
the ferry privileges pertaining to the
Town of Bayou Sara, for the year June
Is, 1915, to June Is, 1916. Right is
reserved to reject any and all bids.
]. H. LOGAN, Mayor,
JNO. NJ. BELL, Secretary.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19

Miss Leila Golsan gave a soiree,
Thursday evening, at PythiaG Hall,
which was much enjoyed. The fancy
dances by herself and pupils were much
admired.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19

The Knights of Pythias have invest
ed in pianola for theater hall, and
the instrument is expected for Friday
might.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19
Church Notices
GRACE CHURCH
Alvin w. skardon, Rector

GRACE CHURCH
Alvin w. Skardon, Rector.
Third Sunday after Trinity
Holy Communion and Sermon, $50
a. m. The Rev. DR.. Gordon Smeade
will preach.
The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-19

70. M. BELL, Secretary.
White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1915-07-11

word which Ira Monroe had never
tolerated In himself any more than he
tolerated 1t in others. Results-that
had always been the foundation stone
upon which he builded.
Tick-tock-tock-tick-
The strokes were pounding at his
very brain now. Like blows from .
sledge they were. He ciamped his
hands to his ears that he might shut
out the sound Of the clock.
Ffve-forty-ive.
He shrugged his giant shoulders and
moved out along the road for some
sign of the motor. Not even a dust
cloud rose above the shimmering heat
waves that danced along the way to
the city in the distance. He felt an
irresistible desire to look at his
watch, although he knew what tale 1t
would tell.
Nervously looking about him he saw
the men stacking in their labors.
He hustled toward the mess shack.
Something must be done but for the
life of him he could not imagine what
it would be. Supper was what the
men wanted and supper was what they
White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1915-07-11

into the open, after the swift moving.
shadowy outlines OF a man who had
lunged through that window. He was
able to make out the outlines finally.
as he drew closer to the fleeing man.
It a Grady--Pat Grady. the man
who had knocked him down and
winged him in the same day. Rage
gave wings to his feet He vas gain
ing. gaining upon the man. He started
to yell. then clamped his lips shut.
realizing It would require all his
strength to catch up.
Almost upon him. something slipped
from beneath his feet. Wild at the
thought of losing. he hurled the Ian
tern at Grady's head The foreman
ducked and the red-eyed thing crashed
to the ground.
Brown Joe recovered his balance
and started again in pursuit. then
halted.
For. from beneath his very feet. q
long silver of flame was reaching. a
beautiful little trickling stream of yell
low light over which chung an acrid.
black plume Of smoke. 1t reached out
eagerly. devouringly and the man
leaped back. staring aghast at the fire
monster, creeping. insidously yet re-
morselessly toward the tank from
which the treacherous oil h9i leaked.
v.
After the theater Payne left Julia
and spent a restless night. Next morn
ing he was at the grocery store early
to make the selections of food, and
was on his way back when he met the
messenger with the news that the oil
refinery was besieged and burning and
that the old boss was fighting on the
hordes alone. Payne aroused the
sheriff and, loading his car with depu-
ties. rushed of, only to arrive too late.
Ira Monroe was rescued. tbs true, but
only after his entire plant had been
destroyed by fire.
Yesterday he had been rich; today.
now he was a poor man. His life
had been devoted to these fields that
we're 10Y but signs of what devasta-
ton a be caused by the thing which
man had harnessed.
Triumphing In it's freedom, exulting.
wild clamored the fire. And still he
stood and stared at the ruin of every
thing he had held dear. He turned
to his daughter and his eyes fell upon
Payne, who hung his head, unable to
meet again those eyes.
We'll" he laughed. harshly, Il
trusted you, Lee Payne. | always
trusted you. And my rewards
this" He waved his hand in a wide
gesture toward the terribly beautiful
sight.
You may go now. | suppose you
will wish to go now, you have done
your worst"
Julia sprang forward. her arms af-
fectionately about the broken old
mans neck. But he made no re-
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blamed, Mr., Monroe. They haven't
had stun fit for a dog to eat"
"Humphl"
The old man picked up a remnant
OF crockery upon the floor upon which
some of the food still elung, He re-
garded 1t disgustedly a second, then
allowed it to drop quickly from his
hand as a sniff of it caught his nos
trils.
"Phewl Can't blame anybody kick
ing at such stuff" he muttered, then
a frown of annoyance grew into heavy
anger upon his c~ountenance
You've written me three times
about this situation. haven't your he
demanded, abruptly; then. without
waiting for an answer IS Payne
flushed and started TO stammer: i
don't want to hear anything about
that. It's my own fault; trust Julia
to ever do anything. Every morning
the same thing; every night-wait till
tomorrow. The girl seems absolutely
to have no sense OF responsibility. OF
the rights of others, anything save her
own right to put of-put of-put on.
Payne hung his head. avoiding the
glowing eye of the old man. There
was no denying what had just been
said.
1t was characteristic of the man
that the moment he say a situation
and grasped its full significance he
took hold OF 1t and battled for the
mastery. Payne stepped quickly up
beside him. fearful OF the result OF
such an attempt while the mon were
in their present humor. Monroe
brushed him aside. lifting his hand.
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know how 1t happened, how 1t came in
his hand, was unconscious of the mus
cular action that pulled the trigger.
He only saw the orange squirt of flame
that leaped over the heads of the
squirming mass, heard the splatter of
splinters from the roof, then the
weapon dangled uselessly in his hand.
A cold silence fell instantly upon
the pandemonium. He was conscious
of a long. signing shudder and knew
seconds would tell whether the vic
tory was won. Brown Joe staggered
to his feet. pushing the hair from his
eyes and staring about him classify,
still dazed from the blow that had
felled him. Payne waved the revolt
yer threatening and the men quailed
away from him. the expression of
cowed beasts in their eyes, then as the
gun steadied in his hand, Owed fear
fully out of the place.
Grady gripped the ringleader by
the arm as he would have sneaked
out, throwing him heavily before the
young superintendent.
You're fired Payne snapped. Get
out and don't walt for your time.
either. II catch you about the fields
again I'll not shoot at the rafters. Get
me?"
The fellow skunk backwards toward
the door. darting fearful g~lances at
the foreman.
Payne started to look about him at
the wreckage, when a heavy step from
the doorway made him turn abruptly,
to sec his employer entering the
room. Framed In the doorway he
stood, staring about him with knitted
brows. Behind. the men had gathered
about his touring car, the sound of
their threatening murmurs a low buzz
the buzz OF a mob just barely held
In check.
"Well?' he snapped.
"Mutiny against the food Payne
explained. Il phoned you yesterday
again for orders as to what was TO
be done. The men really can't be
White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1915-07-11

sponse. As we'll might he have been
dead for all sign of response he gave
'Oh. dad, | did tit was my
fault"
II trusted you" Ira Monroe repeat
ed as Payne would have opened his
lips to spare her.
Gently but firmly the old man
reached up and disentangled her arms
from about him, slowly moving to
ward the waiting motor car, wherein
the deputies were already piling. after
scattering the rioters.
Julia turned toward her sweet
heart, her hands outstretched in ap-
peal. the agony of worlds upon her
face.
And | did it, did it. Lee. And
| only wanted to be with you because
Il loved you so much But I did Il
all-and now"
"He trusted me-for this" the su
perintendent answered slowly, the
words falling duly from his lips.
"Lee-Lee," she chung to him des-
perately. Say you forgive me-that
you understand why"
Slowly, heavily he turned. She
reached out her arms toward him. but
he did not turn, did not even turn
when the black smoke swallowed up
his form from her sight.
Blinded she looked upon the havoc
She could navor SEQ a0afn for fhe
memory OF this mass of fire and
smoke. But always could she hear
always would she hear that merciless
sound-the textbook. textbook Of a
watch to which she gave heed. too
late.
The Alm story Of
TODAY AND TOMORROW"
villa he prevented ~ the ELY THEAxDl
WEDNESDAY NIGHT
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intended having. He had SEM his
superintendent, the man he trusted
sufficiently not only to put his bust
ness in his hands, but also the happi-
ness Of his daughter. And his super
intendent had failed.
He joined Pat Grady in the mess
hall. Silently the two men looked
about them. Tables, chairs, crockery,
food remained as it had been after the
mutiny at the dinner table. Even the
stencil of the mess still lowered over
the hall. He threw out his hands in a
wide gesture of rage and helplessness.
Hell t pay and then some" NUT
tered the foreman.
Monroe started a nod but checked it,
throwing up his head like a runaway
horse as the shriIl scream of the whis-
tie pierced his ears.
Loud. shrieking, fendish vas the
sound. He did not know what it
might mean. There was no way OF tell
ing that. OF consequences he cared
little compared to the broken promise
to his men. Already they were rush
ing toward this very place. And he
had promised that they would find the
food there which they were entitled
to. instead of which-this ness.
Before he had time to even talk the
situation over. to reach any conclu-
sion, a burly form hurtled in the door
way, followed by another, another,
md th0.. nnnfhnv AIanrna mot tho
startled, incredulous eyes of the work
men. Then he lowered his own.
We'll, I'm damn"
He lifted his head quickly at the
threat in the angry voice. Ii the men
were in this mood already. then. under
full Roadway, there was no telling to
what extent their rag would take
them. He lifted his hand. his power
full shoulders lunged forward.
Men, I'm sorry" he said, simply.
You know / sent the superintendent
to town to remedy this condition. I'm
going to the phone now and see what
can be done"
The growl that went up showed that
his declaration had far from Modified.
He flushed darkly. his iron jaw creep
ing out.
It's the first time I've yer had to
apologize TO you men, he snapped.
I'm going to do my best for
you now. | said I'm sorry and I'll
phone the city Immediately. Now.
you can take it or get your time.
That's all"
Without a side glance he shouldered
his way through and stamped angrily
into the Office, snatching the receiver
from the hook. Swiftly he clicked. his
powerful finger gripping and un-
gripping over the little bit of iron that
spelled so much to him. A step sound
ed from the door. He turned to meet
the eyes of his foreman. then shrugged
his shoulders.
The phone won't work" he an
%nounced. slowly putting the receiver
back IN place.
Pat Grady did not answer For just
a m the two men stared at
another. Then Grady quietly put his
shoulder against a big cupboard at
one side the O and hauled il be-
fore the window. so that just a mere
slant Of light showed through.
BOLT the door double. boss he
said softly. The DEVILS in those men
at the best. Bat he's got so much
room to locate in their stomachs this
White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1915-07-11

via he prcseated ut the ELY THEAZ0l
WEDN ESDAY NIGHT
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10
Ira Monroe settled back in his Of
flee chair, idly staring at the hands
OF the big clock. He had gone over
the books for the first time in a week,
had listened to Pat Grady's story of
the fracas that had come so near end
ing fatally. And, as the old mans eyes
closed, slowly. very slowly his mind
travelled from the fields to his home in
Los Angeles.
A faint smile lowered about his lips
as he thought Of his petted daughter,
of the fearful consequences that might
have occurred from her remissness in
writing concerning the food supply out
here. 1t seemed incredible that such
a slight. fragile little thing could be
the storm center about which such
things reyolved.
Two-three-four o'clock and still
the hands travelled along their way.
At five o'clock. the old man rose and
stared anxiously out upon the road
that led past the great derricks of his
oil fields. Here and there he could
catch a glimpse of the men. great.
powerful fellows. cheerfully exerting
their muscles to tho utmost, their
minds conferred wholly on the mess
hall and the elaborate supper that had
been prepared for them.
Fve-thirty.
He frowned heavily. Was 1t pos
sible that Payne. knowing the serious
ness of the matter. could permit any
thing to delay him. Failure was q
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