POLK COUNTY NEWS-GAZETTE. BENTON, TENNESSEE.
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The Land of Broken Promises
A Stirring Story
of the Mexican
Revolution
Br DANE COOUDCE
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Illustration by Don J. Larin
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(Coprrttta. 1914 by task A. Uanw?)
SYNOPSIS.
Bud Hooker and Phil Pe Lancey r
lorcea. owing to a revolution In Mexico,
to irlve up their mining claim and return
to the United States. In the border town
of Oadsden Bud meets Henry Kru-r. a
wealthy miner, who makes him a proposi
tion to return to Mexico to acquire title
to a very rich mine which Kruirer had
blown up when he found he had been
cheated out of the title by one Aragiin.
The Mexican had spent a large sum In
an unsuccessful attempt to relocate the
vein and then had allowed the land to
revert for taxes. Hooker and De Lancey
tart for the mine.
CHAPTER V.
The Journey to Fortuna is a scant
fifty miles by measure, but within
these eight kilometers there is a lapse
of centuries in standards. As Bud and
De Lancey rode out of battle-scarred
Agua Negra they traveled a -good road,
well worn by the Mexican wood-wagons
that hauled in mesqult from the
hills. Then, as they left the town and
the wood roads scattered, the highway
changed by degrees to a broad trail,
dug deep by the feet of fack-animals
and marked but lightly with wheele. It
followed along the railroad, cutting
over hills and down through gulches,
and by evening they were in the heart
of Old Mexico.
Here were men In sandals and wom
en barefoot; chickens tied up by the
legs outside of brush jacales; long
nosed hogs, grunting fiercely as they
skirmished for food; and half-naked
children, staring like startled rabbits
at the strangers.
The smell of garlic and freeh-roast-Jng
coffee was in the nir as they drew
,lnto town for the night, and their
iroom was an adobe chamber with tile
floor and iron bars across the win
dows. Riding south the next day they
met vaqueros, mounted on wiry mus
tangs, who saluted them gravely, tak
ing no shame for their primitive wood
en saddle-trees and pommels as broad
as soup-plates.
As they left the broad plain and
clambered up over the back of a moun
tain they passed Indian houses, brush
built and thatched with long, coarse
grasses, and by the fires the women
ground corn on stone metates as their
ancestors had done before the fall.
For in Mexico there are two peoples,
the Spaniards and the natives, and the
Indians still remember the days when
they were free.
It was through such a land that Phil
end Hooker rode on their gallant
ponies, leading a pack-animal well
loaded with supplies from the north,
and as the people gazed from their
miserable hovels and saw their outfit
they wondered at their wealth.
But if they were moved to envy, the
bulk of a heavy pistol, showing through
the swell of each coat, discouraged
them .from going farther; and the cold,
searching look of the tall cowboy as
he ambled past stayed in their mem
ory long after the pleasant "Adios!"
of De Lancey had been forgotten.
Americans Were scarce in those
days, and what ew came by were rid
ing to the north. How bold, then, must
this big man be who rode in front
and certainly he had some great re
ward before him to risk such a horse
among the revoltosos! So reasoned
the simple-minded natives of the moun
tains, gazing In admiration at Copper
Bottom, and for that look in their eyes
Bud returned hie forbidding stare;
There is something about a good
horse that fascinates the average Mex
ican perhaps because they breed the
finest themselves and are In a position
to Jude but Hooker had developed a
ronyic attachment for bis trim little
chestnut mount and he resented their
wide-eyed gapings as a lover resents
glances at his lady. This, and a frontier
education, rendered him short-spoken
and gruff with the paisanos and it was
left to the cavalier De Lancey to do
the courtesies of the road.
As the second day wore on they
dipped down Into a rocky canyon, with
huge cliffs of red and yellow sandstone
glowing in the slanting sun, and soon
they broke out into a narrow valley,
well wooded with sycamores and mes-
quita and giant hackbcrry trees.
The shrill toots of a dummy engine
came suddenly from down below and
a mantlo of black smoke rose majes
tlcally against the Bky--then, at a turn
of the trail, they topped the last hill
and Fortuna lay before them.
In that one moment they were set
back again fifty miles clear back
across the 11 no for Fortuna was
American, from the power-houBe on
the creek bank to the mammoth con
centrator on the hill.
All the buildings were of stone,
square and uniform. First a central
plaza, flanked with offices and ware'
houses; then behind them barracks
and lodging houses and trim cottages
In orderly rows; and over across the
canyon loomed the huge bulk of the mill
and the concentrator with its aerial
tramway and endless row of gliding
buckets.
Only on the lower hills, where the
rough country rock cropped up and
nature was at its worst, only there did
the real Mexico creep in and assert it-
self In a crude huddle of half-Indian
huts; the dwellings of the care-free na
tives. "Well, by Jove!" exclaimed De Lan
cey, surveying the scene with as ap
praising eye, "this doesn't look Tory
much like Mexico or a revolution.
either!"
"No. it don't." admitted Bud; "every
thing running full blast, toe. Look at
that ore train coming around the
hill!"
"Gee, what a burg!" raved Phil;
"say, thero's some class to this what?
If I mistake not, we'll be able to find a
few congenial spirits here to help us
spend our money. Talk about a com
pany town! I'll bet you their barroom
is full of Americans. There'e the cor
ral down below let's ride by and
leave our horses and see what's the
price of drinks. They can't feeze me,
whatever it 13 we doubled ou money
at the line."
Financially considered, they had
done just that for, for every Anierl
can dollar in their pockets they could
get two that were juat as good, ex
copt for the picture on the side. Thi3
in l.self was a great inducement for a
ready'Bpender and, finding good com
pany at the Fortuna hotel bar, Phil
bought five dollars' worth of drinks
threw down a five-dollar bill, and- got
back five dollars Mex.
The proprietor, a large and Jovial
bonlface, pulled off his fiscal miracle
with the greatest good humor and
then, having invited them to partake
of a very exquisite m'xture of his own
invention, propped himself upon his
elbows across the bar and inquired
with an ingenuous smile:
"Well, which way are you boys
traveling, if I may ask?"
"Oh, down below a ways," answered
De Laiftcy, who always constituted
himself the board of strategy. "Just
rambling around a little how's the
country around here now?"
"Oh, quiet, quiet!" assured their
host. "These Mexicans don't like the
cold weather much they.would freeze
you know, if it was not for that zarape
which they wind about them so!"
He made a motion as of a native
lata a room, throwing open the outer
door and shutter to let them see Use
view from the window.
"Here Is a little balcony," he uM,
stepping outside, "where you can sit
and look down on the plaza. We have
the band and music when the weather
ta fine, and you can watch the pretty
girls from here. But you haTe been In
Mexico yoii know all that!" And be
gave Phil a roguish dig.
"Bien. my frlen', I am glad to meet
you" Ha held out hi band In wel
come and De Lancey gave his In re
turn. "My name." he continued. "is
Juan de Dios Brachamonte y Escalon;
but with these Americana that does
obfaia express permission from the
ofcief executive of the republic.
Not having any drag with the chief
executive, and not caring to risk their
title to the whims of succeeding ad
ministrations. Hooker and De Lancey,
upon the advice of a mining lawyer in
Gadsden, had organized themselves
into the Eagle Tail Mining company,
under the laws of the republic of Mex
ico, with headquarters at Agua Negra.
It was their plan to get some Mexican
o locate' the mine for them and then,
for a consideration, transfer it to the
company.
The one weak spot In thii scheue
waa the Mexican. By trusting Aragon.
not go, as you say, ao in general they Honry Kruger had not only lost title
call me Don Juan. I to his mine, but he had been outlawed
"There la something about that I from the republic. And now he had
name I do not know that makes the
college boys laugh. Perhaps it is that
poet. Byron, who wrote so scandalous
ly about ue Spaniards, but certainly
he knew nothing of our language, for
be rhymes Don Juan with 'new one' and
'true one!' Still, I read part of that
poem and It Is. In places, very Interest
ing yes, very Interesting but 'Don
Joo-an!' Hah!"
He threw up his hand In despair and
De Lancey broke into a Jollying laugh.
"Well, Don Juan," he cried. "I'm glad
to meet you. My name is Philip De
Lancey and my pardner here is Mr.
Hooker. Shake hands with him, Don
Juan de Dios! But certainly a man so
devoutly named could never descend
to reading much of Don Joo-an!"
"Ah. no," protested Don Juan, roll
ing his dark eyes and smiling rakishly,
"not rnoch only the most in-tereeting
passages!
He saluted and disappeared in a roar
of laughter, and De Lancey turned
triumphantly on his companion, a self-
satisfied smile upon his lips.
"Aha!" he said; "you see? That's
what five dollars' worth of booze will
do In opening up the way. Here's our
old friend Don Juan willing, nay, anx
ious, to help us all he can he sees I'm
a live wire and wants to keep me
around. Pretty soon we'll get him
feeling good and he'll tell us all he
knows. Don't you never try to make
me Bign the pledge again, brother
a lew snots Just gets my intellect
to working right and I'm crafty as
a fox.
'Did you notice that coup I made
asking him if he was a Spaniard?
There's nothing in the world makes a
Spaniard so mad as to take him for a
Mexican on the other hand, nothing
Feeling Cautiously of the Walls
bestowed upon Hooker and De Lancey
the task of finding an honest Mexican,
and keeping him honest until he made
the transfer.
While the papers were being made
C-ut there might be a great many
temptations placed before that Mexi
can either to keep the property for
himself or to hold out for a bigger re
ward than had been specified. After
tiful woman In her day. with golden
hair and the presence of a queen!
"No. not Irish! My goodness, you
Americans think that everybody with
red hair is Irish! Whv. the most beau
tiful women In Madrid have chestnut
hair as soft as the fur of a dormouse.
It is the old Castilian hair, and they
are proud of it. The Senora Aragon
married beneath her station it was
In the City of Mexico, and she did not
know that he was an Indian but she
Is a very nice lady for all that and
never omits to bow to me when she
comes up to take the train. I remem
ber one time "
"Does Cruz Mendei work for him?"
Interjected De Lancey desperately.
"No, Indeed!" answered Don Juan
patiently; "he packs In wood from the
hills but as I was saying " and
from that he went on to tell of the un
failing courtesy of the Senora Aragon
to a gentleman whom, whatever bis
present station might be, she recog
nlzed as a member of one of the oldest
families in Castile.
De Lancey did not press his In
quiries any further, but the next morn
ing, instead of riding back Into the
hills, he and Bud turned their faces
down the canyon to seek out the eluelve
Mendez. They had. of course, been
acting a part for Don Juan, since Kru
ger had described Old Fortuna and the
Senor Aragon with great minuteness.
And now, in the guise of Innocent
strangers, they rode on down the river.
past the concentrator with its multiple
tanks, its gliding tramway and moun
tains of tailings, through the village of
Indian houses stuck like dugouts
against the barren hill then along a
river bed that oozed with sllcklngs un
til they came in Bight of the town.
La Fortuna was an old town, yet not
as old as Its name, since two Fortunas
before it had been washed away by
cloudbursts and replaced by newer
dwellings. The settlement itself was
some four hundred years old, dating
back to the days of the Spanish con
qulstadores, when It yielded up many
muleloads of gold.
The present town was built a little
up from the river in the lee of a great
ridge of rocks thrust down from the
hill and well calculated to turn aside
a glut of waters. It was a comfortable
huddle of whitewashed adobe build
ings set on both sides of a narrow and
irregular road the great trail that led
down to the hot country and was worn
deep by the pack-trains of centuries
On the lower side was the ample
TWO CENTURIES OLD
Cold Spring Church at Cape May
Has Long History.
Congregation First Formed by Presby
terians in Lower New Jersey Many
Stirring Events Circled About An
cient House of Worship.
his experience with the aristocratic
makes him your friend for life like Don Clpriano Aragon y Tres Palacjos, atore and cantlna of Don Cipriano,
recognizing him for a blue-blooded -ger was in mvor 01 uiKing a cnanco where the thirsty arriero8 could get a
Castilian. Now maybe our old friend
Don Juan hae got a few drops of Moor
ish blood in his veins to put it po
litely, but " he raised his tenor voice
and improvised
'Jest because my hair is curly
Dat's no reason to call me 'shine!'"
"No," agreed Bud, feeling cautiously
of the walls, "and jest because you're
happy is no reason for singing so
loud, neither. Theee here partitions
are made of inch boards, covered with
paper do you get that? Well, then.
considering who's probably listening,
on the lower classes. He had therefore
recommended to them one Cruz Men
dez, a wood vender whom he had
known and befriended, as the man to
play the part.
Cruz Mendez, according to Kruger,
was hard-working, sober and honest
for a Mexican. He was also simple
minded and easy to handle, and was
the particular man who had sent word
that the Eagle Tall had at last been
abandoned. And also he was easy to
pick out, being a little, one-eyed man
and going by the name of "El Tuerto."
drink and buy a panoche of sugar
without getting down from their
mounts. Behind the store were the
pole corrals and adobe warehouses
and the quarters of the peons, and
across the road was the mescal still,
where, in huge copper retort and
worm, the flery liquor waa distilled
from the sugar-laden heads of Yuccas.
This was the town, but the most Im
portant building set back in the
shade of mighty cottonwoods and
pleasantly aloof from the road was
the residence of Senor Aragon. It was
It strikes me that Mr. Brachamonte is Xv3 m pursuance or tneir jjoi icy or this, Jn f act WQich held the undivided
the real thing In Spanish gentlemanyMtteS wilting game, HMer , and attention of De Lancey as they rode
and I've heard that all genu wine Span- Ve Lancy hung around the hotel for quIetiy through (he village, for he
"Which Way Are You Boys Travel
ing?"
wrapping his entire wardrobe about
his neck and smiled, and De Lancey
knew that he was no Mexican. And
yet that soft "which away" of his be:
trayed a Spanish tongue.
- "Ah, excuse me," he said, taking
quick advantage of his guese, "but
from the way you pronounce that word
'zarape' I take it that you speak Span
ish."
"No one better," replied the host,
smiling pleasantly at being taken at
his true worth, "since I waa born In
iards have their hair curly, jest like
a huh?"
But De Lancey, made suddenly
aware of his Indiscretion, was making
all kinds of exaggerated signs for si
lence, and Bud stopped with a slow,
good-natured smile. :
"S-s-st!" hissed De Lancey, touching
his finger to his lips; "don't say It
somebody might hear you!"
"All right," agreed Bud; "and don't
you say it, either. I hate to knock,
Phil," he added, "but sometimes I
think the old man was right when he
said you talk too much."
"Psst!" chided De Lancey, shaking
his finger like a Mexican. Tiptoeing
softly over to Bud, he whispered in his
ear: "S-s-st, I can hear the feller In
tbrtiext room shaving himself!"
i Laughing hearily at this Joke, they
went down stairs for supper,
several days, listening to the gossip
of Don Juan de Dips and watching for
one-eyed men wiflT prospects to sell.
Itf Sonora he is a poor and unimag- j
inative man Indeed who has not at
least one lost mine or "prospecto" to
sell; and prosperous-looking strangers,
riding through the country, are often
had become accustomed from a long
experience in the tropics to look for
something elusive, graceful and femi
nine in houses set back in a garden.
Nothing stirred, however, and having
good reason to avoid Don Clpriano,
they Jogged steadily on their way.
Some house!" observed Phil, with
beckoned aside by half-naked paisanos a last hopeful look over his shoulder.
CHAPTER VI.
If the Eagle Tall mine had been lo
cated In Arizona or even farther
down In Old Mexico the method of
jumping the claim would have been
delightfully simple.
The title had lapsed, and the land
the city of Burgos, Vhere they speak had reverted to the government all
the true Castilian. It la a different it needed in Arizona was a new set nf
language, believe hre, from this bas-
cara Mexican tongue. Ana do you
speak Spanish also?" he Inquired,
falling back into the staccato of Cas
tile.
monuments, a location notice at' the
discovery shaft, a pick and shovel
thrown into the hole, and a few legal
formalities.
But in Mexico It Is different. Not
eager to show them the gold mines of
the Spanish padres for a hundred dol
lars Mex.
It was only a matter Of time, they
thought, until Cruz Mendez would hunt
them up and try to sell them the Eagle
Tail; and it was their intention re
luctantly to close the bargain with
him, for a specified sum, and then
stake him to the denouncement fees
and gain possession of the mine.
As this was a commonplace in the
district no Mexican having capital
enough to work a claim and no Amerl
"Uh," assented Bud, as they came
to a fork in the road. "Say," he con
tinued, "let's turn off on this trail.
Lot of burro tracks going out expect
it's our friend, Mr. Mendez."
"All right," said De Lancey ab
sently; "wonder whfere old Aragon
keeps that bee-utiful daughter of his
the one Don Joo-an was telling about
Have to stop on the way back and
sample the old man's mescal,
"Nothing doing!" countered Hooker
Instantly. "Now you heard what
told you there's two things you leave
Cape May. The Cold Spring Pres
byterian church will observe the two
hundredth anniversary of its found
ing with appropriate ceremonies dur
ing July. A rally week Is to lis
held, when an endowment of $10,000
will be completed and the organiza
tion placed upon a secure basis for
its maintenance. The historical ad
dress is to be delivered by Charles
H. Edmunds of Philadelphia, whose,
foreparents lie in its graveyard, where
the dead of Cape May for two cen
turies are buried.
When the whalemen of New Eng
land migrated to Cape May in the
latter part of the seventeenth cen
tury, the spirit of Presbyterianism,
as spread by the preaching of Jona
than Edwards, was brought with them,
and the community about Town Bank,
then called Portsmouth, but now
washed by the waters of Delaware
bay, was formed. Later these people
moved inland to Cold Spring neigh
borhood, and began agricultural par-
suits.
In 1705 the first Presbytery organ
ized in America was In Philadelphia,
and under this Presbytery the Cold
Spring, or Cape May, church was in
stituted in 1714, being the second de
nomination to start a meeting house
in the county. Two years previously
the Baptists had started the church
at MIddletown, now Cape May Court
House. In 1720 the Quakers started
their cedar meeting-house at Sea-
yille, In the upper precinct of Cape
May, giving to each precinct a house
of worship. The three original town
ships of the county thus retain their
names of upper, middle and lower,
and It Is In the lower on."' ;hat the
Cold Spring fishing and I - rlcuitural
community was founded and it has
been a community which has brought
forth many of the leading men of the
country. As with all ancient churches,
the graveyard was made and began
to be filled, bo that the descendants
of those buried there spread all over
this broad land. The first minister
of the church waB Rev. John Bradner,
who continued with It for seven years.
The first church was a small log
building, and was not really finished
can having the right to locate one It aione for sixty days booze and worn
was a very natural and Inconspicuous
way of jumping Senor Aragon y Tree
Palacios' abandoned claim. If they
discovered the lead immediately after
ward it would pass for a case of fool's
luck, or at least so they hoped, and,
riding out a little each day and sitting
en. After we cincn our title you can
get as gay as you please."
"Qo-ee!" piped Phil, "hear the boy
talk!". But he said no more of wine
and women, for he knew how they do
complicate life.
They rode to the east now, follow-
"No indeed!" protested De Lancey in that the legal formalities are lacking
a very creditable imitation; "nothing: far from it but the whole theory of
mines and mining is different. In Mex
ico a mining title is, in a way, a lease.
a concession rrom me general gov
ernment giving the concessionnalre
the right to work a certain piece of
ground and to hold It as '.ong as he
but a little Mexican, to get along with
the natives. My friend and I are min
ing men, passing through the country,
and we speak the best we can. How
is this district here for work along our
line?"
"None better!" cried the Spaniard, pays a mining tax of three dollars an
shaking his finger emphatically. "It acre pear year.
Is of the best, and, believe me, my But no final papers or patents are
friend, we should be glad to have you ever Issued, the possession of the siir-
stop with us. The country down be- face of the ground does not go with
low is a little dangerous not now, the right to mine benath it, and in cer-
perhaps, but later, when the warm tain parts of Mexico no foreigner can
weather comes on. hold title to either mines or land.
"But in Fortuna no! Here we are A prohibited or frontier zone, eighty
on the railroad; the camp is controlled kilometers la width, lies along the in
by Americans; and because so many ternational boundary line, and in that
have left the country the Mexicans neutral zone no foreigner can do-
will sell their prospectB cheap. nounco a mining claim and no foreign
"Then again, if you develop a mine corporation can acquire a title to one.
near by. It will be very easy to sell it The Eagle Tall waa Just Inside the
and If you wish to work It, that is zone
easy, too. I am only the proprietor of But there is always a "but" when
the hotel, but if you can use my poor you go to a good lawyer while for
services In any way I shall bo very purposes of war and national safety
happy to please you. A room? One foreigners are not allowed to hold land
of the best! And If you stay a week along the line, tboy are at perfect 11b-
or more I will give you the lowest erty to hold stock In Mexican corpora'
rate." tlons owning property within the pro-
. They passed up the winding stairs hlblted zone; and here la where the
and down a long corridor, at the end graft comes to they may even hold
of which the proprietor showed them title In their own Dame If they first
on the hotel porch with Don Juan the lng tne iong, flat footprints of the bur
rest of the time, they waited until pa- rog and Dy an the landmarks Bud
tience seemed no longer a virtue. Baw that they were heading straight
"Don Juan," said De Lancey, taking for the old Eagle Tail mine. At Old
up the probe at last, "I had a Mexican Fortuna the river turns west and at
working for me when we were over In the same time four canyons came In
the Sierras one of your real, old- from the east and south. Of these
time workers that had never been they had taken the first to the, north
spoiled by an education and he was an(j it was leading them past all the
alwayB talking about 'La Fortuna.' I 0& workings that Kruger had spoken
guess this was the place he meant, but
it doesn't look like it according to
him It was a Mexican town. Maybe
he's around here now his name was j
Mendez."
about. In fact, they were almost at
the mine when Hooker swung down
suddenly from his horse and motioned
Phil to follow.
"There's some burros coming," he
"Jose Maria Mendez?" inquired Don said, glancing back significantly; and
Juan, who -was a living directory of when the pack-train came by, each
the place. "Rlcardo? Pancho? Cruz?" animal plied high with broken wood,
"Cruz!" cried De Lancey; "that was
It!"
"He lives down the river a couple of
miles," said Don Juan; "down at Old
Fortuna."
"Old Fortuna!" repeated Thll. "I
didn't know there was such a place."
"Why, my gracious!" exclaimed Don
Juan de Dios, scandalized by such
Ignorance. "Do you mean to Bay you
have been here three days and never
heard about Fortuna Vieja? Why,
this isn't Fortuna! This Is an Ameri
can mining camp the old town is
down below.
"That's where this man Aragon, the
big Mexican of the country, has his
ranch and store. Spanish? Him? No,
indeed mitad! He is half Spanish and
half Yaqul Indian, but his wife Is a
pure Spaniard one of the few in the
country. Her father was from Madrid
and she is a Vlllanueva a very beau-
the two Americans were busily tap
ping away at a section of country
rock. A man and a boy followed be
hind the animals, gazing with wonder
at the strangers, and as Phil bads
them a pleasant "Buenos dias!" they
came to a halt and stared at their
Industry in Bilence. In the interva)
Phil was pleased to note that the olc
man had only one eye.
(TO BE CONTINUED.) '
Carlyle and Ceremony.
Thomas Carlyle and his wife were
so wedding-frightened that It Is sad
to think of it. Replying to a lettor
of his deHcrlbing his fantastic terrors,
she wrote: "For heaven's sake get
into a more benignant humor, or the.
incident will not only wear a verr
original aspect, but likewise a verj
heart-breaking one. I see not hew I
am to go through with It"
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1 ; till
Cold Spring Presbyterian Church.
until 1718. Since then the church has.
had two other houses of worship, the
present one having been in existence
for upwards of 80 years.
The original pastor of the church
in 1818 conveyed in perpetuity for
the church his 200-acre estate, and
those who were named as grantees
were Humphrey Hughes, George
Hand, John Parsons, Joseph Whildin,
James Spicer, Shamgar Hand, Joshua
Uulickson, Samuel Johnson, Constant
Hughes, Cornelius Scholllnger, John
Hand, Nathanial Hand, Barnabas
Crowell, Jehu Richardson, George
Crftwfort, Benjamin Stites, Jeremiah
Hand, Samuel Eldredge, Jonathan
Furman, Ezekiel Eldredge, Eleazer
Newton, Nathanial Norton, Nathanial
Rex, Yelverson Crowell, Josiah
Crowell, William Mulford, William
Matthews, Samuel Bancroft, Samuel
Foster and John Matthews, names
which have been continued In each
succeeding generation to the present
day. Only a few of the family names
have become extinct.
Of recent pastors, Rev. John L.
Landis, now retired, has become a
permanent resident of the neighbor
hood, and was pastor 25 years ago,
when the one hundred and seventy
fifth anniversary exercises were held.
He will take a prominent part in the
coming celebration.
The present pastor Is Rev. Charles
Henry Jones, who has been the minis
ter about two years. He is an active
worker, and doing much to preserve
the traditions of the much-lovod old
place. Owing to the few people liv
ing in the immediate neighborhood,
only morning services are held there,
while services are held In the two
chapels which have been built nearer
Cape May City.
When President Benjamin Harrison
lived at Cape May In 1890, 1891 and '
1892, he and Mrs. Harrison worshiped
In the church.