ISSIEDJtfT MONTH
THE LIST FOR FEBRUARY NOT A
VERY LENGTHY
ONE.
Feb. 3—Frank Cervenka, of Bench
land, aud Stella Vavrovasky, of Moore.
Feb. 6—Charles W. Landek, of Lew
istown, and Olive A. Wells, of Chi
cago.
Feb. 7—Clarence L. Kinnick, of
Grass Range, and Mary Elizabeth
O'Halloran, of Lewistown.
Feb. 13—Louis Reynolds and Madge
Cliff, of Lewistown.
Feb. 15—Franklin Potts and Flora
Stamper, of Kendall.
Feb. 15—I. L. Tayer and Olive L.
Barger, of Pine Grove.
Feb. 19—Francis E. Wolf and Mar
garet Fleming, of Moore.
Feb. 26—Carl Erlandson and Bertha
Swanson, of Fullerton.
Feb. 27—Lydia Isabel Schaffer and
George Paul, of Moccasin.
Corsets of Ancient Cretans.
Announcement that the excavations
in Crete for the University of Penn
sylvania have brought to light frag
ments of an ancient civilization which
show that women of that island wore
corsets and hobble skirts 5,000 years
ago is interesting as a matter of arche
ology, but is nothing new. In fact, it
has been developed long since that
even in the classic times of Greece the
graceful garment shown in statuary
and painting was a conventionality of
art rather than a fashion of the time.
Woman, it seems, has ever delighted
in styles that change with the sea
sons and with the years, but return
again in cycles that appear to have
had no beginning and to approach no
end. She and her clothing are the
joint symbols of the truth that noth
ing is so immutable as mutability.
It is questionable, however, whether
the women of the youth of the world
ever subordinated their own tastes to
the whims and absurdities of foreign
fashion makers. Was it ever the
vogue in Crete to wear the styles of
Babylon or of Thebes? As some bold
hearts are striving in this country to
u-evelop an American fashion opposed
to that of Paris, that is the question
American archeologists should strive
to solve. Conceding that Cretan ruins
bear witness to the durability of the
corset, may they not also give en
couragement to the hope that it was
not always worn as a straight front?
—New York World.
Unconscious Humor.
Cleveland Press: The audience
which heard Rev. W. W. Bustard, John
D. Rockefeller's Cleveland pastor, ad
dress the Christian Endeavor Conven
tion was amused by a story on the
richest man.
"While riding in an auto with
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Rockefeller recently, some miles from
Cleveland," said Rev. Dr. Bustard, "we
were about to pass a little barefoot
girl plodding along through the dust,
when Mr. Rockefeller ordered the
chauffeur to halt the car. Then he
invited her to stop up on the running
board and asked her where she would
like to have the car stopped.
"The little girl said she wanted to
get off at the second crossroads, and
asked:
" 'How far are you going?'
" 'Oh, we're going to heaven,' Mr.
Rockefeller answered."
"The little girl was surprised, as
many people are when he says that.
Then he asked:
"'Don't you think we'll get there?'
" 'No,' said the little girl.
" 'And why not?' persisted Mr.
Rockefeller.
" 'I don't think you've enough gaso
line,' she said."
SPORT
One the Line of Battle.
Here is a real baseball story by Ed
ward Lyell Fox that every Lewistown
fan will find pleasure in reading.
over the cliff that, rising abruptly
from 'the Harlem lowlands, goes to
meet the apartment houses on the
Heights, twilight is descending—the
yellowing light of a humid afternoon
in June. Below it, rimming a great
palace of green, of a diamond shaped
of dark dirt, caught at its corners by
four white bags, sweep the wooden
stands of the Polo grounds. And,
scattered through them, bare specks
against the countless tiers of seats,
are 2,000 people—black, like flies on
some great sheet of yellow gummed
paper. But we understand the phe
nomena—a scant 2,000 with the Giants
at home of a June day.
The huge score board, rearing Its
ugly bulk above the distant bleachers,
tells that they are coming to bat for
the last inning—a hopeless formality
at best, for St. Louis leads, 4 to 0. No
wonder the crowd has dwindled to a
mere scattering. Too bad! The Giants
need every game. Chicago and Pitts
burg are crowding hard.
About to leave, one of the party de
tains me.
"Aw, stay," he says, disgustedly.
"Watch Sallee strike out the side!"
We remember he bet a straw hat on
the Giants. So we settle back in our
seats and watch Sallee, the St. Louis
pitcher—Sallee, a living beanpole,
who has had the Giants at his mercy
all afternoon. Now he begins his
gyrations, and as his long, slender
arms meet overhead we see a con
fident smirk come into his face. He
knows this inning will be easy.
At the plate Doyle, his bat jerking
nervously, stands waiting. Then he
swings—and the ball goes buzzing
over the ground toward shortstop.
Comes a sharp throw by tiny Hauser
of St. Louis, but Doyle's fleet feet
have carried him to first ahead of the
ball. Still the scoreboard reads 4 to
and the stands are silent. It's just
the Giants' last gasp.
Now redheaded Murray slouches up
to the plate and sends another ball
bounding toward shortstop. This time '
Hauser wheels deftly and throws Hlg-!
gins at second base. Doyle is forced
out, and as he returns to the bench we
see him scowl. Coming in he has no-:
ticed something. An irritating grin
has settled on Sallee's face—the sort
of a grin expressing tolerant pity.
And this from lowly St. Louis to the
New York Giants!
Off first, Murray is dancing, but not
for long. Seymour, the next batter,!
swings at the first ball—a white arc 1
mounting out toward center field and
dropping, ending in the waiting glove
of Oakes. Two are out. The Giants
are four runs behind. Fewer dark
specks are scattered through the yel
low stands. Some vague forms that
have been watching the game from
the elevated railroad tracks disappear
magically, as if through some great
trap door.
Bridwell, always trying, steps be
side the plate an dwaits cautiously.
We watch him, but an instant later
see Murray dash toward second.
Phelps, tne St. Louis catch, lets him
go unmolested. Poor Giants! Like
Sallee, Phelps is grinning. But in
their grins carelessness has replaced
confidence. A moment later Sallee
gives Bridwell a base on balls.
Instantly we see a commotion in
front of the New York bench. A short,
heavy figure has bounded from the
dugout and is hurrying toward the
coaching line behind third base. He
is McGraw—a Napoleon, in baseball
uniform and woolen stockings. Then
we turn to Sallee and are surprised
to see that the smirk has left his face.
The aspect of the game has changed.
A third force has entered.
So with the battle lines changed
Devlin begins the attack by tearing a
single through the St. Louis infield.
We see Murray, racing from second,
turn third and jump for the plate only
to be waved back by the general in
the coaching ones. McGraw realizes
that the psychological effect on Sallee
will be greater with the bases full.
And misunderstanding his maneuvers
we lost interest in the teams. Only
we watch McGraw and Sallee. The
game has resolved into a battle be
tween them.
Then Merkle smashing a hit past
third sees Bridwell race home on the
heels of Murray. The score has be
come 4 to 2. Now McGraw dominates
all. Juggling his players like chess
men, he sends out Devore to run for
Merkle. Devore is faster. No point
is trivial. Then the pudgy man of
the coaching lines begins a storming.
Sharp words come snapping from his
lips. Sallee imagines some of them
; are applied to him and, faltering,
i breaks. Hit follows hit—wild throw,
a tornado turned loose, but always
j McGraw is directing its course. And
when big Crandall, pounding the ball
| at little Hauser, sends in the winning
I ran, the woolen stockinged Napoleon
looks at Sallee—and laughs.
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COUNTY'S FINANCE8 ON MARCH
1—RECEIPT8 AND DIS
BURSEMENTS.
Grant Robinson yesterday filed his
last report as county treasurer, and
it shows that on March 1 there was
a balance on hand in all the funds of
$245,235.73, distributed as follows:
General fund, $04,022.63; contingent
fund, $2,078.95; poor fund, $7,370.90;
road fund, $757.18; bridge fund,
$867.82; sinking fund, $46,557.35; gen
eral school fund, $3,753.44; district
school fund, $113,237.79; high school
fund, $8,675.67; high school sinking
fund, $11,132.27; library fund, $4,
.147.59; protest fund, $358.99; Lewis
town, $297.48; Stanford, $77.11; Moore,
$70.83; district court clerk deposit,
$11.16; estates, $41,036.24; coroner's
estates, $62.75; redemption fund,
$68.50; state fund, $1,461.80; bond in
terest, $12.80; state bounty fund,
$147.60; state stock bounty fund,
$i3.48; stock indemnity fund, $1.92;
sprinkling tax, $7.88; Benchiand fire
fund, 40 cents; Hilger fire fund, $5.20.
Receipts and Disbursements.
The receipts during February
amounted to $7,571.16 and came from
Great RailRoad Development
§ Is sure to advance the price of city property. Now is the time to invest in
vacant lots in Park Addition.
<1 There is but one Park in Lewistown and that is in Park Addition. The city
is to spend $7,500.00 upon this park during the next three years; sufficient to
make it A Garden of FtoWers and Shade. Could there be a better place
for a home than one facing this Park? We have a few lots left so situated.
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the following sources: Taxes, $1,
682.89; licenses, $2,951.75; county of
ficers' fees, $2,237.55; other sources,
♦oo8.97.
The disbursements for March made
a total of $29,269.48, of which $10,
977.81 was from the district school
fund, $5,055.09 irom the contingent
fund, $3,203.07 from the road fund, $2,
6 from the high school fund, and
$1,467.07 from the state fund.
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"The Prisoner of the Vatican."
Rome, Feb. 12.—The Vatican denies
the report published in America that
the pope left the Vatican yesterday to
visit the home of his dead sister. The
authorities at the Vatican added that
such action on the part of the pope
would be an utter contradiction to
the pontiff's character, as he consid
ers it his sacred duty to remain with
in the Vatican walls.