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^IIPSFW $ +o*o*o*o*o+o+*o*o*o*o+o*o+ A Bermuda FishermaLiiV I Daughter 2 'By Kate Upson Clark 1904, by Kate Upson Clark ICopyrightf N common with many of his fellow islanders, Thomas Gilbert found himsel before he was fifty years old stiffening with rheumatism. He had been brought up to gardening and still assisted in the care of the rec tor's simple grounds, but most of the time he fished. Among the boats which drew up at the Hamilton wharf each night filled with rockfish, red and gray snappers, mullet, bream, sennet, ham let, hogfish, chub, amber fish or divine ly colored angelfish none had used to be finer than Thomas Gilbert's. Now his boat was not so well filled, and the long sail back to his home in Somerset tired him. His son Digby, a lad of sixteen, had preferred a place in a store to fishing with his father, though the store was as yet far less profitable to him. The finances of the Gilbert family felt the old man's disabilities, but Brenda looked upon Martin Mears with no more favor on this account. Mrs. Gilbert had been taken from some charitable institution in London and brought to Bermuda in her child hood by the rector's wife. At thai time Thomas Gilbert took care of the rector's horse and his gardens. The young people fell in love early, but they had been so happy in the rectory service that they had not married un til they were past thirty. There was an air of gentility about the small cottage of the Gilberts. It savored of the fineness of the rectory. Brenda Gilbert felt it. She had been named by the rector's wife and edu cated largely with her children. She was therefore better bred than most of those with whom she associated. More than that, there was not so beautiful girl in all Bermuda as she. Brenda was a blond. That means as much in Bermuda as In Africa. Among the monotonously dark eyes and olive skin^ and jet black locks of her mates her flaxen tresses and brilliant blue eyes and dazzling complexion made her seem like a veritable seraph. Martin Mears was a pilot, a good enough fellow, and, for a young Ber mudian, he was rich. Breifda knew that he was perishing for love of hei and was ready to marry her tomorrow, but he lacked the refinement to which she was accustomed. Then he was short and thickset and red faced, and, in her soul, in spite of the many consid erations which her father and mother urged upon her in his favor, Brenda hpted him. A is computed that there are only about twenty square miles of territory in all Bermuda. It is not strange, therefore, that there are some men who know the faces of all the white inhab itants The others, though nearly twice as many, count little to a Bermudian. Thomas Gilbert's beautiful daughter was naturally somewhat famous throughout the islands. Her mother would not allow her to go with the sol diers, and caste, which is powerful there and takes on a pettiness of detail com mensurate with its geographical scope, forbade the young men of the local gentry to associate on terms of equality with a fisherman's daughter. Yet there was one of them who fell in love with her, and he cared nothing for wagging tongues nor for the comments of his proud mother and sisters. To do John Masters justice he loved the girl's fine lack of coquetry and her goodness and gentleness as much as her beauty. Mrs. Gilbert knew that he had taken Brenda to some of the picnics and that he had walked home with her from church, but she knew, too, that he wras poor. To be sure, he was the second son in a good family. His mother was an English officer's widow and an English gentleman's daughter and lived in a pleasant man sion in Warwick. But their income was small for the expenses which they were obliged to meet and the young man could not hope to marry for years to come, while here was Martin Mears, ready to wed the girl at once and put her and the rest of them beyond the reach of want. It was true that John Masters was handsome and polished and had all those high bred ways which count for so much with girls like Bren da, who had a nice little hauteur of her own, but Mrs. Gilbert revolted against the distaste which she knew the Mas ters family would feel for the match, and why wouldn't Brenda take Martin Mears! One day the mother came upon her daughter crying among the lemon trees in the garden. "What is it?" she ask ed, sitting down beside the girl and taking her head in her motherly lap. "Hehehe's going away!" sobbed the heartbroken beauty. "WhoMartin?" "No. John Masters." "Oh, that's nothing. He is of no ac count to you. I suppose he is going off to seek his fortune. He had better. They say he hasn't got a cent. Her money all goes to take care of them four boys and four girls make a big family. He's good looking and all that, but you mustn't care about him, Bren da, and I've said so before. They wouldn't like it, and I could see that the rector's lady thought it wasn't suit able. Remember that you are in the station in which Providence has been pleased to place you. Why can't you oblige your father and mother and take Martin?" "Mother," said Brenda resolutely, "you might as well know that I never shall marry anybody but John Mas ters. We are engaged, and just a? soon as he gets settled In New York we shall be married. I know you don't want me to go out to service, but Dig* 4 J:^^ i by is doing pretty well, and father's rheumatism is better, and maybe I can help a little up at the hall, and so we can manage even if I am not married for two or three /ears. Oh. I love him so, mother! You can't imagine how I love him! And he is going away!" The mother could stand it no longer. She tossed Brenda's fair head away from her as if it had been a worthless sweet potato and marched into the house, mimicking her lovesick daugh ter's tone as she did so. The day came when John Masters was to sail. The engagement was to be kept perfectly quiet for the present. In order to that end Martin Mears was to be allowed to come to the Gilbert cottage occasionally, but Brenda had declared that she should never say one word to any young man to amuse or entertain him. Her lover should never have the slightest cause for jealousy. As he walked off down the cedar ave nue, tall, straight, dignified, she thought he was the handsomest and truest man in the world, and she was sure that none had ever loved anybody as he loved her. He had promised to write at once upon reaching America and to tell her then how to address him. Brenda waited eagerly for the letter The next steamer did not get in un til a fortnight later. It arrived on a Sunday, and the mails were opened on Monday. Brenda could not get away in the morning. She thought it was not likely that she could receive the mail if she did, for such matters move slowly in the islands. In the afternoon she went there was nothing for her. But that was not very strange, she re flected. She really ought not to expect anything before another steamer. But that brought nothing and neither did the next. Brenda began to look pale and wretched. Six months passed. Still she had received no letter. All of this time Martin Mears was faithful, but not obtrusively so. When the West India boats came in, pome granates and persimmons found their way humbly to Brenda from him. He brought his new horse up to show her. Horses are rare and expensive in Ber mudabut Martin was flourishing and gave her to understand that he did not mind a little thing like that. When the year had rolled around again and still there had been no word for her from John Masters, Brenda was siting under a great Pride of In dia tree near her home one evening when Martin came strolling up. She was in a soft and tender mood, and his deference and devotion seemed grate ful to her humiliated spirit. He hand ed her a little book which he said he had found at the Tower of Hamilton as he was passing by. It was about the islands. Maybe she would like to have it. She took it and began to glance over the pages in the dim light. He talked on quietly. Then he grew more earnest. "Oh, Brenda!" he pleaded, his face working with the passion which he' had kept in leash so many months. "I've waited so long and loved you so all the time! I know about that young Mastersbut, Brenda, he never meant anything. He's all right, over there in Americayou can go up and ask his folks on the hill there if he isn'tbut he isn't troubling himself about you. And I am waiting for you. You will never hear from him again. Probabl he is courting another girl this very minute." "You lie, Martin Mears! You know that you lie!" she cried huskily. "You make me creep and crawl! Go away! She thought he was the handsoinest man the world. Go away!" And, thrusting her hands toward him with a gesture of utter loathing, she rushed into the house. She had been in a sort of stupor for the last few weeks. Now she was wide awake and Iyer soul was on fire. How could she find out whether what Martin said was true? -She had wan dered past John Masters' mother's home in Warwick. She had seen his sisters driving in their pony carriage. She had come near throwing herself in front of them and crying, "For heav en's sake tell me is John livingand where is he?" But nobody was sup posed to know that she was anything to John Mastersand her pride had kept her silent. Now she would know. She would go to his home and inquire. There was no one to go with her, but that made no difference. She would go as soon as she could get ready in the morning. Dressing herself the next day with uncommon care, she set forth. Yes, Mrs. Masters was at home. Brenda had written her name on a plain card which she handed to the maid. She heard Mrs. Masters coming down the stairs. She rose, but her tongue clove to the roof of her mouth. Then it oc curred to her that of course John was living. If he had died everybody THE PTfTNOETON I would have known it. What a fool she had been to come here! Yes, Mar tin was right. He had a certain hard sense which she had always admired in him. Or perhaps she could get out without seeing anybody, after all! Her agony almost escaped from her in shrieks. "Did you wish to see me?" A cold, stately personage stood before her. Brenda remained standing. She saw that the woman recognized her. How much had John told her? Oh, what should she say? The haughty woman waited, staring at her. A pitiful smile fleeted over the girl's face underneath her dotted veil. She put her hands out as though to catch hold of something. Then she tot tered and fell. The satin sofa caught her, and the cold woman was warmed up to the extent of lifting the, fainting girl's veil and pulling off her gloves, while she rang the bell for assistance. Before anybody could answer it Bren da had come to herself and had sat up on the sofa, looking the proud mother before her full in the eyes. "Tell me," she said breathlessly "tell me before anybody comesis John well? Tell me! Tell me!" "Yes," said John's mother, a scorn creeping over her handsome face, which was the counterpart of her son's. "I cannot imagine why you want to know. But John is finely established in New York. We have many friends and rela tives there, and he is very happy." "Oh, no, no!" breathed the girl, tears streaming slowly down her face. "So he writes," pursued the mother mercilessly. "Tell him," Brenda said presently, with all her courage"tell him that I amgladthat he is happy." Then her crushed pride gave a great recoil, and without intending the words or fairly knowing that she was uttering them she added, "Tell him that II am going to be married." Somehow she emerged from the house and made her way home. She felt that everything was gone, and it did not make anj' difference now what became of her. She might as well please her father and mother and do what she could to make their lives easier. She broke into the quiet living room at home as though she were crazy. "Mother," she said, "you may tell Martin Mears that I will marry him." "When?" gasped the startled mother. "Tomorrow." And it was done. Five years passed, and Brenda was the mother of two children. They were girls, with all of her blond beau ty. Martin had been a devoted hus band. He had put Brenda's brother Digby in the way of earning well, and all the comfort which the family had anticipated from the marriage had been realized. One day Brenda was in her store room, when in moving a small box of her husband's, which he always kept locked, it fell to the floor. The lock broke, and a package of unopened let ters dropped out. Brenda's blood froze in her veins as she looked at them. They were addressed to her in the handwriting of John Masters. She tore them open feverishly and read themletters full of love at first, of ag onized doubt and fear later, then of despair. One letter had been written after her marriage. "Oh, how could you leave me, my darling? Could you not wait for me? Have I not done all that I could for you? You have strip ped life forever of all brightness for me. Oh, if I could only know what has come between us!" She wept in great gusts of passion as she read on. And her husband had kept these letters from her. She hated him. When he came to his dinner the let ters lay beside his plate. He recog nized them instantly. One of the chil dren was taking its noonday nap. He sent the other to be fed by the negro woman in the kitchen. Brenda was sit ting in her place colorless and her eyes fixed on him and burning with re proach. He gazed at her a moment. Then he dropped upon the floor and groveled at her feet, and she spoke for the first time. "How could you, Martin how could you?" "Oh, I know it wasn't right, Brenda!" he said hoarsely, "but I loved you so! You don't know how I loved you! Nobody ever loved anybody so. I had to have you, and so I got Digby to get the let ters, and I paid him not to let you have them. Oh, it wasn't right! But it was the only way that I saw to get you. And haven't I been good to you, Bren da? Haven't I done everything for you?" She rose and left him His touch seemed to poison her. A week followed of horrible, silent suffering for them both. Then came a scene which she had pictured, to herself for many years. Even since her mar riage she could not help sometimes im agining it, though she had tried to be a good and faithful wife to the one who, as she now knew, had robbed her of the only man whom she had ever loved. John Masters came back to Bermuda. She knew nothing of it until he ap peared before her, though her husband had piloted in the steamer which had brought the exile into harbor on the previous day and had seen him among the passengers. He came to Brenda's home in the sweet twilight of a May evening. She was playing with her children under the blooming oleanders. He entered the gate almost like an old man, though he was scarcely thir ty. His face was strongly marked and his hair was streaked with gray. She had grown more beautiful than ever with motherhood. He turned pale as she came forward and took his hand. There were no formalities between them." She spoke as though they had been parted only a short time. "I never got your letters until last week, John," she said simply. "I am married, as you know. These are my children, but I married in a fit of i wounded pride and despair because I XTO^r ^lTrr7?SPA^."jtTKE 1005 4id not hear from you. I know now that I have always loved you just the same, though I am prepared to live on with my husband and to try to be a good wife to him and a faithful mother to mj children. Come and tell me about yourself." She led him to the vine wreathed porch, and they sat down together on the bench. The evening wore on. The negro nurse put the children to bed. Still the long separated man and wom an talked on. Then Martin Mears came home. Brenda did not look to ward him, and the stern expression upon the face of John Masters forbade any speech between him and the man who had so wronged him. Humbly Martin Mears crept past them and went The window of his room opened upon the porch He threw himself clown in his clothes upon the bed. The hours flew, and still John Masters and Bren- 'I cannot imagine why you want to know." da talked on, unmindful of life or death or the lapse of time, while the miserable husband listened. He heard a description of what the true lover of his wife had suffered. He heard her tell John Masters how she had watched and waited for a letter, then how she had married, but how an awful mystery had hung over her through it all and had made her differ ent from her old self and like a person In a dream. Martin Mears groaned to himself. It was all true. She had been kind to him, but it was the kind ness of one who knows not what she does. Suddenly a light began to shoot up from the east. "Is there a fire, Brenda?" asked John Masters. She looked steadily for a moment to ward the new light. "The sun is rising, John," she said. "We have talked all night, though it has seemed but an hour. It is the last day for us. You must go, and you must never come back. We must nev er see each other again." She broke into a piteous sob. Martin Mears heard the man sob, too, as he tried to still her. "Don't, Brenda!" he pleaded. "It is harder for me than for you. Remem ber that. I would love to gather you in my arms and comfort you. I could do that in the old days, but not now. You are another man's wife. It is true that he is a villain, but you are still bound to him. Our only solace must be that we have always been true, and I shall be yours until I die." The man's self control and high prin ciple astounded the listening husband. "He knows that I hear all that he says," he muttered to himself, "but he knows, too, that whatever he might do I could not say anything." He writhed upon his bed in an agony of remorse. He rose presently and passed them, Jostling them rudely as they stood, pale and wretched, at the gate in the dawn. During that day he fell over the side of his pilot boatthat was what the seamen said, and, indeed, the ocean was very roughand was drowned. John Masters went back to America the following week, but a year later he returned and claimed his bride. The frequency of riots in great cities during strikes should warn visiting out siders to avoid crowds during a period of excitement. The temptation is to wish to see what a city crowd will do, but the experience is often dearly bought. Guardians of order cannot well discriminate between mere curi osity seekers and .the disorderly ele ment, and outsiders should remember that they invite danger to themselves and may contribute to lawlessness by hanging about the curbs and increas ing the throng. A foreign investigator announces that the Germans outstrip Americans in longevity. In every 1,000 of popula tion Germany has 179 between forty and sixty years of age, and the Unit ed States has Go. Germany has 78 in every 1,000 more than sixty years of age, while the United States has G5. Evidently the strenuous kaiser has not put the good old fashioned "leisure" of the fatherland out of business. Uncle Sam's navy needs 6,000 re cruits and wants them quick, but has decided to cut out deception in the recruiting service. Applicants are now told exactly what they will be "up against" on shipboard, thus removing at least one excuse for desertion. ORIGIN OF PIKE'S PEAK. Indian Legend of the Formation This Famous Mountain. ^The quaint Indian legend of the for mation of Pike's peak is as follows: "At the beginning of all things the lesser spirits possessed the earth and dwelt near the banks of the great river. They had created a race of men to be their servants, but these men were far superior to the present in habitants of the earth and made end less trouble for their creators. There fore the lesser spirits resolved to de stroy mankind and the earth itself, so they caused the great river to rise un til it burst its banks and overwhelmed everything. They themselves took each a large portion of the best of the earth that they might create a new world and a quantity of maize, which had been their particular food, and return ed to heaven. Arriving at the gate ot heaven, which is at the end gf the plains, where the sky and mountains meet, they were told that they could not bring such burdens of earth into heaven. Accordingly they dropped them all then and there. These falling masses made a great heap on the top of the world which Extended far above the waters, and this is the origin of Pike's peak, which is thus shown to be directly under the gate of heaven. (It was formerly twice as high as now, but lost its summit, as is told in an other legend.) "The rock masses upon it and all about show that they have been dropped from the sky. The variety and extent of the mineral wealth in the region prove that the earth's choic est materials are deposited there. And still as the constellations move across the heavens and vanish above the mountain summits we may see the spirits rise from the great river and pass to the gate of heaven. The fall ing stars are their falling burdens or the dropping grains of maize." CULTIVATE TACT. If Yo Not Possess It, Strive to Acquire It. I want it recognized that tact should be taught continuously, seriously, thor oughly that it should be placed in the forefront of education and take its natural first place side by side with the catechism, writes Frank Danby in Black and White. A friend of mine recently suffering under a great bereavement was in the receipt of innumerable letters and tele grams from friends, acquaintances and the general public. Out of the 1,140 of such communications two .only hit the right note. Among pages of sentiment al and religious commonplace two mes sages alone touched the heart. "He was a man I loved. I am with you in your grief," was one. The other ran: "You have lost your best pal. He was mine too. God help ns both." Both of them epitomized the senders men with great hearts. But the ac quisition of tact by some of the other sympathizers would have supplied its place. Again, paying an afternoon visit re cently, my hostess, wanting a book to which our conversation had referred, rang the bell. Within two minutes the servant appeared with tea, and the fol lowing colloquy occurred: "Who told you to bring tea?" "Please, ma'am, I thought that was what you rang for." "Well, please don't think. I hired you to answer the bell. It wasn't the sig nal for a guessing competition. When I want you to do that I'll supply the kitchen with a copy of a newspaper." I was not surprised to hear this lady changed her servants frequently. In Darkest Londo n. In his boo!:, "ChiYl Slaves of Great Britain," Robert Sherard writes: "There aire thousands of our poor chil dren in London starving not on ac count of the po\erty of the parents, but by reason of the ignorance and sloth of the mothers. They kn ow noth ing of cookery they wish to know nothing They do not care for the trouble. In every London slum you will find a fried fish shop or a cooked meat shop or a grocer who sells cheese and pickles and potted things. It is much easier and 'less worriting-like' to send the chikuen out v*ith coppers for a penn'orth of fish and chips or a bit of cheese and pickles than to cook any thing for th^ni." Cleanse your system of all impur ities this month. Now is the time to take Hollister's Rocky Mountain Tea. It will keep you well all summer. 35 cents, tea or tablets. C. A. Jack. First Publication June 1, 1905. Mortgage Foreclosure Sale. Default having been made in the pavment of twelve hundred and forty-six ($1246)" dollars, which is claimed to be due and is due at the date of this notice upon a certain mortgage duly executed and delivered by Milton S. Ruth erford and Carrie J. Rutherford his wife, and T. E. Potts and Mary A. Potts his wife, mort gagors, to Joseph Armstrong, mortgagee, bearing date the 8th day of October, 1904, and with a power of sale therein contained, duly recorded in the office of the register of deeds in and for the county of Mille Lacs and State of Minnesota, on the 20th day of October, 1904 at 9 o'clock a. m., in book "N" of mortgages,'on page 519- now, therefore, notice is hereby given, that by virtue of the power of sale con tained in said mortgage, and pursuant to the statute in such case made and provided, the said mortgage will be foreclosed by a sale of the premises described in and conveyed by said mortgage, to-wit: The north half of the south east quarter of section seventeen (17), in town ship forty-two (42) north, of range twenty-five (25) west, in Mille Lacs county and State of Minnesota, with the hereditaments and appur tenances, which sale will be made by the sher iff of Mille Lacs county at the front door of the court house in the village of Princeton, in said county and State, on Saturday, the 15th day of July, 1905, at 10 o'clock a. m., of that day. at public vendue, to the highest bidder, for cash, to pay said debt and seventy-five ($75) doUars, attorney's fees, as stipulated in and by said mortgage in case of foreclosure, and the dis bursements allowed by law subject to re demption at any time within one year from the date of sale as provided by law. Dated May 29th, 1905. JOSEPH R. ARMSTRONG, SYLVESTER KIPP. Mortgagee. Attorney for Mortgagee, Saint Paul, Minn. S -ft!?- 4 rff* )Sfi i, i %%W^*M First Publication Ma 25,1906. *^1 TAT MINNESOTA,y COUNT OF O Milte Lacs.ss. In Probate Court. Special Term, May 23rd. 1905. the matter of the estate of John N. Berg, On reading and filing the petition of Edward J. fcvens, administrator, setting forth the amount of personal estate that has come into his hands, the disposition thereof, and how much remains undisposed of: the amount of debts outstanding against said deceased, as far as the same can be ascertained and a de scription of all the real estate, excepting the homestead, of which said deceased died seized, and the condition and value of the respective portions or lots thereof, the persons interested in said estate, with their residences, and pray that license be to him granted to sell allot said real estate at private sale. And it appear ing, by said petition, that there is not sufficient personal estate the hands of said adminis trator to pay said debts and expenses of ad ministration, and that it is necessary for the payment of such debts and expenses, and for the best interests of said estate, and of all per sons interested therein, to sell all of said real estate at private sale. It is therefore ordered, that all persons in terested in said estate appear before this court on Saturday, the 17th day of June, A. D. 1905 at 10 o'clock a. at the probate office in the court house in the village of Princeton in said county, then and there to show cause (if any there be) why license should not be granted to said Edward Evens, administrator, to sell so much of the real estate of said deceased as shall be necessary to pay such debts and ex penses, and for the best interests of said es tate and all persons interested therein. And it is further ordered, that this order shall be published once in each week for three successive weeks prior to said day of hearing in the Princeton Union a weekly newspaper printed and published at Princeton in said county. Dated at Princeton the 23rd day of Mav A 1905 By the court. M. VANALSTEIN, [Probate Seal.] Judge of Probate. E. MCMILLAN, Attorney for Administrator. Princeton, Minn First publication May 11,1905. CJTATE OF MINNESOTA, COUNTY OF Mille Lacs.ss In Probate Court Special Term. May 4th. 1905 In the matter of the estate of Peter Robideau deceased. Letters testamentary on the estate of Peter Robideau, deceased, late of the county of Mille Lacs and State of Minnesota, being granted to Julia Robideau, It is ordered, that six months be and the same is hereby allowed from and after the date of this order, in which all persons having claims or demands against the said deceased are required to hie the same the probate court of said county, for examination and al lowance, or be forever barred It is further ordered, that the 9th day of November 1905, at 10 O'CIOCK A. M., at a special term of said probate court, to be held at the probate office in the court house in the village of Princeton in said countv, be and the same hereby is appointed as the time and place when and where the said probate court will examine and adjust saidirfaims and demands And it is further ordered, that notice of such hearing be given to all creditors and persons interested in said estate by forthwith publish ing this order once in each week for three suc cessive weeks in the Princeton Union, a weekly newspaper printed and published at Princeton in said county. Dated at Princeton this 4th day of Mav A. D. 1905 By the Court M. VANALSTFIN Judge of Probate. [Probate Seal First publication May 11, 1905 STATE OF MINNESOTA, COUNTY OF MilleLacsss. In Probate Court Special Term. May 10th, 1905 In the matter of the estate of Lewis C. Liske. deceased. On receiving and filing the petition of Jennie Liske of the town of Princeton, representing, among other things, that Lewis C. Liske, late of the village of Princeton, on the 1st day of November. A. D. 1904, at said village of Pnnee ton. died intestate, and being a resident of this county at the time of his death, leaving goods, chattels and estate within this county, and that the said petitioner is the surviving wife of said deceased, and praying that ad ministration of said estate be to her granted It is ordered, that said petition be heard be fore this court on Thursday the 1st day of June, A. D., 1905 at 10 o'clock A. M.. at the pro bate office the court house in Princeton in said county. Ordered further, that notice thereof be given to the heirs of said deceased, and to all persona interested, by publishing this order once in each week, for three successive weeks, prior to said day of nearing, in the Princeton Union a weekly newspaper printed and published at Princeton in said county Dated at Princeton the 10th day of Mav A D. 1905. By the court, M. VANALSTEIN, TProbate Seal Judge of Probate First publication May 4.1905 flortgage Foreclosure Sale. Default having been made in the payment of the sum of one hundred sixty-five and 35-100 dollars which is claimed to be due and is due at the date of this notice upon a certain mort gage duly executed and delivered by George Gennow and Catharine E Gennow, his wife mortgagors, to M. S Rutherford and Chas. A." Dickey, mortgagees, bearing date the 14th day of April, 1900, and with a power of sale thereinthfo contained, duly recordedNin Wl the office register of deeds in and for the county of Mille Lacs and State of Minnesota, on the 19th day of June 1900 at 10 clock a in book Oof mortgages on page 50 Which said mortgage together with the debt secured thereby, was duly absigned by said M. S. Rutherford and Chas A Dickey mort gagees to George Newbert by written as signment dated the 8th day of February 1901 and recorded in the office of said register of deeds, on the 13th day of February 1901 in book of mortgages on page 321, and no action or proceeding having been instituted at law or otherwise to recover the debt secured by said mortgage or any part thereof Now, therefore, notice is hereby given that by virtue of the power of sale contained said .mortgage, and pursuant to the statute in such case made and provided, the said mortgage wiU be foreclosed by a sale of the premises de scribed in and conveyed by said mortgage, viz: The v, est half of the northwest quarter of sec tion fifteen (15), township thirty-six (36), nortn of range twenty-seven (27) west, in Mille Lacs county and State of Minnesota, with the hereditaments and appurtenances which sale will be made by the sheriff or said Mille Lacs county at the front door of the coart house, in the village of Princeton in said county and State on the 17th day of June 1905, at 10 o" clock a of that day, at public vendue, to the highest bidder for cash, to pay said debt of one hundred sixty-five and 25-100 dollars, and in terest, and the taxes, any, on said premises and twenty-five dollars, attorneys fees, as stipulated in and by said mortgage in case of foreclosure, and the disbursements allowed by law. subject to redenmtion at anv time within one year from the day of sale, as pro\idedby law. Dated April 29th, A 1905 GEORGE NEWBERT, CHARLES KEITH. Mortgagee. Attorney. No. 7708. TREASURY DEPARTMENT, Office of Comptroller of the Currency. Washington, D. April 25, 1905. Whereas, by satisfactory evidence presented to the undersigned, it has been made to appear that "The First National Bank of Princeton," in the village of Princeton, in the county of MilleLacs and State of Minnesota, has complied with all the provisions of the Statutes of the United States, required to be complied with before an association shall be authorized to commence the business of banking Now Therefore I, William B. Ridge ly. Comptroller of the Currency, do hereby certify that "The First Na tional Bank of Princeton," in the vil lage of Princeton, in the countv of Mille Lacs and State of Minnesota, is authorized to commence the busi ness of banking as provided in sec tion fifty-one hundred and sixty-nine of the Revised Statutes of the United States. Conversion of the Citizens State Bank of Princeton. In testimony whereof witness my hand and seal of office this twenty fifth dar- of April, 1905. WM. B. RIDGELY, Comptroller of the Currency. i o&_ '4 i, *i x4 I 3 is ^ifSt