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THE NEWS-HERALD. HILLSBORO, OHIO, THURSDAY, MAY 21, 1914
May 18, 1014.
The Memorial Services will be held
In tho Luthuran church next Sunday
at 2 o'clock. Rev. Martin will make
W. A. West and family motored to
Cuba Sunday afternoon. Mrs. West's
mother, Mrs. Bates, who had been vis
iting her daughter for a few days, re
turned home with them.
Duna McAdow transacted business
in Springfield, Tuesday.
Miss Anna Booseveld, of Cincinnati,
attended the commencement exercises
and visited home folks a few days last
Miss Hilda Goddard spent two days
of last week with Mrs. Anna Fields,
Wendel Perry has accepted a posi
tion with the Cincinnati Post. After
visiting friends a few day at Dela
ware, he will take up his work in Cin
cinnati. Miss Nettie Pulse entertained Miss
Russell, of Taylorsvllle, over Sunday.
Emmet Farls and three friends, of
Cincinnati, were entertained at the
home of Mrs. Naomi Farls, Sunday.
O. W. Roush Is home for his sum
Birch Reams and wife are visiting
relatives at Madlsonvllle.
Ed DeLaneyand wife were with rela
tlves at Fayettsvllle, Sunday.
David Archer and wife spent Sun
day at Danville.
Mrs. Milton McClean and daughter,
Marin, of Covington, Ky., were guests
of Mrs. Wm. Cleveland the latter part
of the week. x
Marian DeLaney was with her sis
ter, at Oxford, Thursday and Friday.
Miss Marlie YanWinkle is spending
this week with Mrs. Wm. Patterson,
Ed Srofe and wife entertained 75 of
their friends last Saturday evening in
honor of their 20th wedding anniver
sary. The evening will long be re
member by all present.
Rev. ana Mrs. Dresch were in Cin
John Huffner and wife, of St. Mar
tins, spent the latter part of the week
with Bunn Archer and family.
Mrs. John Carroll, of St. Louis, was
the guest of Mrs. Isma Troth and
Mrs. Geo. Linton part of last week
J. A. McAdow and Mrs Mary De
Laney spent Monaay with relatives at
The .ededlcation of the Christian
Church will take place May 31. There
will be all day services, conducted by
The past week was a vary strenuous
one for our public schools and its In
terests. The final examinations, then
the class play on Wednesday night,
which was well rendered and appreci
ated by a packed house. Commence
ment exercises on Thursday night at
tho M. E. church. Ralph Price and
his expert musicians of Greenfield,
furnished the music and if possible
were even more popular than when
here before. The address by Sylvester
A. Long, of Dayton, was pronounced
the best that we have every had at a
commencement. Be spoke from the
subject, "The Golden Key," and for an
hour held the undivided attention
and interest of his audience, Madelen
Montgomery received the scholarship
to Ohio Wesleyan University at Dela
ware and Jessie Murphy to Wilming
ton College. The class numbered ten.
They wore the High School cap and
gown of gray.
On Friday night the Alumni Ban
quet was held in the High School Au
ditorium. The number present was
larger than usual and a very delight
ful program was rendered. All in all
this has been a very successful and
profitable school year from Primary
grade to Senior Class. The corps of
teachers has been faithful to duty and
all teachers have been re-elected for
the ensuing year.
May 18, 1914.
Mrs. America Robinson is spending
this week with her son and wife.
Mrs. Curt Roler and daughter, of
Washington C. H., spent Saturday
night and Sunday with her parents,
Mr. and Mrs. Amos Hawk.
Mrs. Leon Hopkins, of Georgetown,
is spending a few days with relatives
Miss Lestie BIshir took dinner with
MissMattle Fouch Sunday.
Misses Erma and Retta Hugglns. of
Buford, are spending a few days with
A. R. Stockwell and wife visited
relatives in Martinsville Sunday.
Mrs. Sarah Fouch, of Blanchester,
Is spending this week with ner son,
David Archer and wife, of Lynch
burg, spent Sunday with John Fouch
Miss Anna Eibler is spending a few
days with Wm. Bishlr and family.
Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Hawk attended
church at Prlcetown Sunday night.
George Mann, Chester Cochran and
Carl Stockwell attended church at
Union Sunday night.
By FRANK FILSON.
Mary Seaton set down her full pall
and stared over tho distant hills.
She had lived all her Ave and twen
ty years in the little, sordid settle
ment In the plains. Ever since child
hood she had longed to cross the
mountains which seemed to Bhut her
In and press on her until they became
She knew that beyond them no mnn
had set foot, except tho wandering
traders nnd trappers of the northwest.
There lay freedom. Perhaps It was
from her half-Indian mother that she
Inherited this love of freedom. Her
father, the hard-working old Scotch
farmer, had lived in the vilage for
20 years. He was satisfied with his
lot. Ho never wanted to go further
nor Joe, either, Joe who, at her fa
ther's insistence, had wrung from her
and unwilling "yes" to his suit a
They were to be married the follow
"Mary!" called her father sharply.
"What are you doing, lass? Dreaming
Mary took in the pall and sat down
to the cheerless supper.
The village of Elkwood lay In a val
ley, Just below the new, huge govern
ment dam, now nearing completion,
wherein all the head waters of Rock
river fretted and surged. Soon they
would be led out through a score of
apertures to carry moisture to the
thirsty fields. Mary hated the dam,
because It would mean more Belf-sat-Isfactlon
to Elkwood. With the new
prosperity that It would bring there
would be no hope that Joe would ever
take her away.
And she hated the prison, of mason
ry, built at the head of the valley.
She hated it because she knew that
it held imprisoned men who longed
for freedom even as she longed for it.
"The Dam's Burst."
There dwelled all those for whom civ
ilization meant servitude, men whose
whole lives had been warfare against
this smug, self-satisfied society of the
There was one man a tall, lithe,
dark-haired fellow, whose eyes Seem
ed to her like those of a captive eagle
which her father had once possessed.
he was a trusty. Sometimes he drove
the prison van down tho hill, filled
with its goods of prison making, to
the railroad terminus. She knew that
he was one of those untamed souls
whose home lay on the other side of
After supper Joe came Joe, with his
smooth, sleek face and air of owner.
Bhip. He had not courted her he had
courted her father's favor, and her
father had given her to Joe.
"You'll take Joe, my lass," he said
to her. "He's a good farmer and has
the best land In Elkwood. You'll take
him next month."
Obedience had always been neces
sary to .Mary, becauBo she knew tho
futullty of rebellion. There was no
refuge for her. She knew no other
place than Elkwood.
She went to bed and in her dreams
she was with the eagle-eyed man of
the prison. He had saved her from a
crashing world, and they two stood
alone together upon the crests of the
mountains looking northward over tho
"This is our home, Mary," he said,
and kissed her.
Sho started from her sleep. That
crash had been no dream. It seemed
as though the whole universe were
roaring into ruin. There was the
noise of a hundred avalanches.
She had barely thrust on a few
clothes when her father ran scream
ing to the door.
"Mary! Mary I " ho yelled. "The
dam's burst. God help us! The wa
ter will be here In twenty seconds!"
Mary looked at him in quiet joy.
The water! That meant the end of
Elkwood, the end of all she feared and
hated. It meant death, too, but death
could bring no unhappinpss.
Suddenly, with the force of n battering-ram,
the floods smashed down
upon the house, and timber and stone
went crashing Into a heap of rubble
and splinters. The floor yielded, the
floods surged and swirled around her.
Unconsciousness, black, barren, and
all enveloping, took possession of her.
Yet her last sensation was one of In
difference. She opened her eyes long afterward.
It was daylight; the sun was rising
over tho plain and touching the tops
of the hills with gold. She was lying
upon a heap of what had once been
beams and girders, but was now only
a heap of wood, caught betweon two
Islands of masonry that rose out of
the swirling flood. And all around
her was Water. Not a house was loft
In Elkwood. Tho valley had become
a river; the stream had forced its
way through the weak spots in tho
masonry and was roaring on Its thousand-mile
Journey toward the sea.
And where the prison had been was
only a pile of shattered stone.
Suddenly she perceived something
that made her heart beat quickly.
Upon tho other side of the pile of
masonry lay the body of tho prisoner.
He lay there as if dead, his face pal
lid as snow, his sinewy arms out
stretched, while the water rippled
round him. Painfully the girl crawled
toward him. She bent over him, and,
as sho did so, his eyes opened.
For a moment he stared at hor and
then consciousness returned.
"The flood!" ho muttered. "Where
"They are all dead," she sobbed,
and all at once the sense of desola
tion came upon her. Her father,
tyrannical though he had been, had
been all she had ever had. And they
two alone survived out of a thousand.
"I was with tho wagon," he mut
tered. "The flood struck me. I knew
That was how he had escaped; as
for those shut up in the prison, not
one had survived tho flood. The
same fortunate accident that had
saved him had saved the girl; tho
rulna of masonry had held fast and
formed a barrier on which the float
ing debris had accumulated.
All day they cowered there, and
by nightfall, when the . water was
lower, they managed to wade to land.
They had found a box of canned
meats, and flour, but little damaged
by the water. While they ate he told
her his story. Ho had been a trap
per; he had been arrested on a charge
of burglarly, trumped up by a store
keeper with whom he had quarrelled,
and sentenced to two years' Imprison
ment. He had served three-fourths
of his time.
"Where will you go?" she asked.
"Home," he answered simply, point
ing over the mountains. His home
lay there; the plains and forests were
his, and all the boundless prairies
He took her by the hand and they
fared forth like two children. Each
had an infinite faith In the other, for
it takes two to make a home, and
so there was no need for any formal
(Copyright, 1913, by W. G. Chapman.)
BIRTHPLACE OF INDIVIDUALITY
Men Become Self-Rellant by Relying
on Themselves Gain Clear
Many great qualities come to their
best in a life of comparative isolation.
A big tree, an oak or elm, standing out
in an open field has a toughness of
fiber, a spread of boughs and round
ness of shape that Is never seen in a
tree that stands In the woods. So
people get individuality by being much
alone. They become self-reliant by
relying on themselves. They gain clear
opinions by thinking things over, and
thinking them out to their necessary
conclusions. They acquire inflexibil
ity of purpose by facing obstacles and
conquering them. The pioneers of
our country and the fathore of tho
republic were such men. The projec
tors of great undertakings carried
through triumphantly have acquired
their power in this way. The country
is the natural nursery of such quali
ties. People are wanted on the farms
to raise corn and grow stock for the
markets; but they are wanted there
far more for the training of manhood
and womanhood In moral worth, in
religious sensibility, in all the traits
of a strong, upright personality. In
tho future as never heretofore our
cltlee with their multiplying wealth
and lavish luxury are likely to need
the country for that steady renewal
of their better life which shall keep
them from relaxing into sensuality
and sinking Into decay.
Extraordinary Football Feat.
B. P. Walker has a theory that per
sons who know nothing about foot
ball should not attempt to describe the
game. He writes: "A late novel by a
Kansas author depicts a football game
In which the hero is the shinning star.
The score stands 5 to 0 In favor of the
hero. Suddenly the quarter back of
the opposing team skirts the end and
eludes the whole hero bunch. Ho tears
down the field like a flash and is with
in two yards of the hero's goal. Just
then the hero comes to life and shakes
oft the tacklers and makes a few
mighty bounds. Tho last bound is so
fierce that he lands out In front of tho
flying quarter back and crushes him
to the ground only a yard from tho
goal. That, brethren, is some run
ning, even for a hero. Just why the
tacklers of the offensive team wero
tackling the nlavers on thn rinfnnnlvn
team the author does not state." Kan
sas City Star.
"So this Is home-coming week in
"Yes, but tho only man who ever
succeeded in putting this town on tho
map won't be here."
"Unavoidably detained V
"Yes; he's in the penitentiary."--Birmingham
"I near you have bought a house J
uufc ui Dwumpnursi, remaraea tne
friend of the author. "Have you a
"Fine." replied th' author. "They
tell me it's one of the six best cellars."
BORROWING A BOOK
J By NELLIE SCHOFIELD.
"What 1b that lntoresling looking
book there on your dresser?" aBked
Marjory, as she watched her friend
Dorothy do her hair in the latest fash
Ion. "That is the new novel, 'Untold.'
You have heard of it, haven't you?"
"Have I heard of it? Well, I should
say so. I have been dying to read
it and I'm going to tako It homo with
"No, you are not! v declared Dorothy.
"I have three more chapters to read
and my family haven't even seen the
"I don't care; I am going to tako it
anyway. Bob has told so much about
It and ho is coming over tomorrow
evening. I must be able to discuss it
with him intelligently. Let me see,
today is Monday. I'll bring it back
"But why don't you buy a copy if
you are so anxious to read It?"
"What! Spend my money for a pop
ular novel when I can borrow It from
my dearest friend? Why, that would
"But I have explained to you that
your dearest friend has not yet fin
ished the book and her family hasn't
even seen It. Isn't the owner en
titled to tho first peruBal?"
"Don't argue the subject, dear," or
dered Marjory, sweetly. "You know
you won't refuse me, especially now
that I have told you Bob is coming
"I suppose I'll havo to lend it to
you," sighed Dorothy. "You always
get your own way. Please understand,
Marjory, that I insist upon .having
'Untold' back by Thursday at the
"I promise," laughed Marjory, kiss
ing her friend. Thqn she hurried away
with the book under her arm.
Tho following Thursday afternoon
Marjory asked her mother: "Have
you seen a brown book called 'Untold'
anywhere? It was on my desk this
morning when I went to my French
lesson, and it isn't there now."
"Yes, dear," replied Mrs. Morton.
"Your Aunt Martha was here after you
left and she borrowed it. She said sho
"But I've Lost It."
has been trying to get it from the
library for the longest time. I really
couldn't refuse her."
"Well, I like her style!" exclaimed
Marjory. "I'll have to go right over
there and get it. I don't see why peo
ple havo to borrow books anyway."
Entering her aunt's house, Marjory
said: "I came for 'Untold.' It doesn't
belong to me and I promised to return
It to the owner today. Mother should
n't havo let you tako It"
"I'm dreadfully sorry," replied her
aunt, "but tho book Isn't here. On
the way home from your house I met
Lizzie Gibbons. She told me her
brother was confined to the house
with a sprained foot and hadn't a
thing to read. As I didn't know you
had grown so particular all of a sud
den, I let 'Untold to her. She will
return it inside of a week, I'm sure."
"Dorothy will be furious!" declared
Marjory. "I wish people wouldn't bo
so generous with other people's books,
even If they are my aunts. I'll have to
go straight over there and get It'
Upon reaching the Gibbons homo
and demanding the book from Miss
Lizzie, Marjory was told: "I'm really
ashamed, dear, but I'vo lost it. After
I left your aunt I went down town and
when I got home I discovered that I
had dropped the book. You will And
It in the lost and found department of
the car barns, or else in one of the
threo stores I visited. I'll give you
their names. I am sorry I am unablo
to look for the book, but I can't leave
my sick brother,"
After tramping unsuccessfully from
place to place according to tho list
provided for her Marjory returned
"Dorothy telephoned while you were
out," said her mother. "She asked
me to tell you that a young man had
brought 'Untold' to her. Ho found it
in a street car and discovered her
name an I address on the fly leaf. Be
ing a friend of hers, he returned it
personally. She hadn't Been him for a
year, She said he is coming again
soon and ho is so nice that she 1b
delighted to renew the acquaintance.
She said that henceforth you can bor
row and lose all her books."
"No, mother," sighed Marjory. "I'm
glad Dorothy has found an old friend,
but after this I'll take wise Mr.
Shakespeare's advice and neither a
borrower nor a lender bo." Chicago
May 18, 1014.
Mrs. Loyd Butler and son, Kenneth,
spent Wednesday with Wm. Butler
and wife, near Idaho.
Several young people from hero took
the Patterson Boxwell examination,
at Hillsboro, Saturday.
Mrs. Kelly has returned home after
visiting her parents in Cincinnati.
Noah Williams and wife, of Iowa,
visited O. 0. WIckerham and wife last
Bessie Garman, of Willow Grove,
spent Saturday evening with Mabel
Glen Tener, of Hillsboro, spent Sat
urday and Sunday with his parents.
He was accompanied home by Robert
Roberts, of Hillsboro.
Ernest Tolle, of Marshall, spentSun
day with home folks.
Rev. Van B. Wrlpht nroachfld at. tho
Nace Corner school house, last Sunday
Harley Nace. of Plketon. was the
guest of relatives here Sunday.
A surprise birthday party was given
at the home of Rev. Kelly and wife,
Thursday evening in honor of Miss
Cora Low. '
. Wm. Rhoads was a business visitor
at Waverly Wednesday and Thursday.
I. E. Chapman and wife visited rela
tives at Dayton part of last week.
Mrs. John N. Gall and daughter,
Mrs. T. H. McClure, were business vis
itors at Hillsboro, Saturday.
Mrs. Rose Robey spent Friday night
with Mrs. John Tolle, at Naceville.
Misses Leata and Goldie Tolle took
supper with Bessie Porter, Saturday
A Decoration Day program will be
given at the M. E. church, May 30, at
2pm, after which the ladies will
serve Ice cream at the City Hall. All
are invited to attend.
Misses Jane and Grace Havens, of
Fort Hill, spent Sunday with their
sister, Miss ElvaCartwright.
Mrs. Blanche Jackson and children,
of Locust Grove, and Mrs. Rose Col
lins of Bowersvllle, were guests of
their sister, Mrs. O. C. Eyler, Sunday.
Mrs. Arta Cartwrlght, of Fort Hill,
spent Sunday with her sister, Mrs. V.
Mr. and Mrs. Blair and son, of Peeb
les, were guests of Mrs. Blair's broth
er, O. C. WIckerham, Sunday.
THE LURE OF MAGIC.
Why One Man Just Had to Rub El
bows With a Conjurer.
Ambition takes men very differently.
One would enter parliament and nne
would have a play accepted at tho
court; one would reach the north pole,
and one would live at Chiselhurt
while a fifth would be happy If only
ne had u motorcar. Speaking for my
self, my ambition Iwh always been to
have a conjurer perform under my
own roof, and it bus Just happened. 1
obtained lilm from the stores.
I have never been so near magic be
fore. Like nil great men when one
comes closely In touch jsltb them, ho
was quite bumnn. quite like ourselves;
so much so Indeed that lu mJdltlon to
his fee he minted his cab fare both
ways. It Is very human to want
things both ways.
I have been wondering how long It
would take me to learn to be a con
jurer and If It Is not too late to begin.
I don't want to be a finished
conjurer. 1 merely want to do three
tricks with reasonable dexterity. Of
course If one can do three tricks one
can do thirty, but It Is three, and threo
only, I havo In mind first I want to
borrow a watch and put it in a pestle
and mortar and grind It to powder and
then Are a pistol at a loaf of bread and
find the watch whole again in the
midst of the crumbs; second, I want to
borrow a tall bat and throw in flour
and break eggs Into it and stir it all
up and hold It over a spirit lamp for a
second and then produce a beautiful
warm cake; third, I want to find hens'
eggs In old men's beards and Ilttlo
Tricks with cards and money and so
forth I don't mind about because 1
would always rather see them dono
than do them, tbere is such fascination
in the clean, swift movement of the
conjurer with cards, bis perfect mas
tery of his fingers, the supple beauty
of his bands. And tricks with machin
ery I would gladly forego.
My conjurer's most popdlar trick
was, of course, that which calls upon
the co-operation of a rabbit 1 wrote
to blm in advance to Insist on this.
No man who at a children's party pro
duces a live rabbit particularly when
It is very small and kicking and also
black and white. Is making a mistake.
No matter what bns gone before, this
apparition will seal his popularity.
The end crowns tho work (oh I could
say lu Latin if 1 I Iked l.
It was not only to the children that
this trick was welcome, but to an eld
erly literary friend of mine with whom
I havo collaborated more than once
and Into whose life I hoped to get a
little brightness by inducing him to
bring the tall bat which the wizard
should borrow. The thought filled him
with excitement It was bringing ra
diance Indeed into his life to know
that this old' hat which bad done
nothing more romantic than keep his
head warm all these years, was to be
used for magical purposes and have a
real rabbit extracted from itFrom
"Character and Comedy," by B. V,
Farm and Town property iilways
for sale. Money loaned on Real Es
tate. Wade TimNEB,
Merchants Bank Bldg.
D. Leadbetter, real estate, nre in
surance and pensions. Office 134 S.
Sthatkd on Stolen May 3, Brown
Water Spaniel. Liberal reward if re
turned to 320 West Main street, adv
Fob Sale 1 Bed Room Set, 1 Rock
er, 1 Parlor Sofa,2 Dining Room Chairs,
1 Cot, 1 Marble Top Table, 1 Book Case,
1 Ladies Desk, 1 Sewing Machine
Mrs. W. H. Walker, 338 W. Walnut
Do you have headaches?
Do your eyes water?
Do they ache?
Does print run together?
Do things become dim
Are your Eyes inflamed?
Do your eyes tire after read
Or. C. F. Fa lie,
THE EYESIGHT SPECIALIST
Office 1 door East of Economy store.
Main Street, Hillsboro, O.
May 18, 1914.
Rev. B. E. Wrlcht snent Mondav
and Tuesday with home folks.
A temperance meetlmrconducted bv
Rev. Kerr, will be held at the Preshv-
terian church, May 24, at 10:30 a. m.
U. C. Muhlback will deliver an ad
dress on the anti-saloon league and
and Mrs. E. J. Patterson. Countv
President of the W. C. T. U., will be
present. Music by Marshall Union.
Everyone cordially invited.
John Bobb and familv sDent Satur
day night and Sunday with John
btetnem ana family.
J. R. Head and wife. Frank McCon-
pin, W. W. Moore and wife, of Bain-
bridge, W. V. Watts, of Waverlv.
Judge Watts and wife, Joe Watts and
wire ana j ohn McMulIen, wife and son
Ed, of Hillsboro. and Mrs. Norman
Overman and son, Robert, of Over
man, ana Judge Hughes' and wife
spent Sunday with Rooert Watts and
Fred Wattsand family, of Highland,
spent Sunday with Mrs. R. L. Watts
Wilfred Hunter spent Sunday with
Grace Boyd took supper with James
Creed and family Saturday evening.
James Creed opened his Ice Cream
Parlor Saturday evening
Blanche Hunter and Mary Bell spent
Sunday afternoon with Elva Spruance.
Miss Lena Spruance and brothers,
Herbert and Paul, spent Saturday
night and Sunday with Ruth Spruance.
Harley Suiters and family spent Sun
day with tho former's mother.
Don Main and family spent Sunday
with Burch Miller and family.
Ray Boyd and daughter, Grace
spent Sunday afternoon with A. W.
Lucas and family.
Rev. Shriver filled his regular ap
pointment at the M. E. church Sun
day. Miss Nellie Stethem, who has been
teaching school at New London, re
turned home Saturday.
Notice of Appointment.
Estate of Ellsha Beavers, deceased.
1 Jos. A. Beavers and Carey Beavers have
. been appointed and quality d as executors
of tbe estate of Ellsha lieavtrs, late of Men
' land County, Ohio, deceased.
Dated tms inn day of May A. D. 1814.
J. B. Wonurr,
adv probate Judge of said County
Wisconsin's new law protecting frogs
In their breeding season is believed to
be. tho first of Its kind in the wsorW.
It doesn't make a light weight any
heavier to put on airs.
It Is surprising how helpless some
self-reliant people are when they come
face to face with some insignificant