Evening Star Newspaper, February 6, 1921, Page 59

it X THE ,SUNDAY STAR! FEBRUARY &, - TWO MEMBERS OF CONGRESS TELL OF THE GREAT LINCOLN AS THEY REMEMBER HIM the victorious army, when Lincoln was assassinated. “It was the day after the surrender of Lee’s Army at Appomattox,” he recollects, his eyes kindling at the action his mind's eye visions. “Our army was marching up the right bank of the Neuse river, in “'U NCLE JOE" CANNON and Representative Isaac R. Sherwood Heard Him l Speak, and the Former Was a Candidate on Same Ticket With Emancipator. A Close-up of Lincoln at His Second InauguratiomHow the Northern Army Voted for President—News of Assassination, and Gloom Cast Over the Army. North Carolina. I saw if the dis- tance a man on horseback, riding a splendid horse—riding like ‘mad—and as he approached the head of our col- umn it was piainly to be seen that he must have been riding hard, for_his horse's flanks were white with foam. his eyes flashed fire. As he neared our front the rider shouted at the top of his voice, ‘Lee’'s whole army has surrendered:’ “Every marching soldier behind a gun voiced the gladness of his heart The whole army went wild. That line political moon.” A great contest in Illinois resulted in the election of Trumbull for senator. Lincoln was Lincoln. They are former|the idol of the whigs. They had lack- Speaker: Joseph G. Cannon, Who re-|ed five votes of enough to elect Lin- cently broke all records for.length of | coln. There were five free-soil demo- service in Congress and who is the|crats who would not vote for him. only man now living whose name ap- | anqg, upon the advice of Lincoln, they HERE are only two men in Congress today who have per- sonal recollections of Abraham peared on the ballot. with Lincoln's. and Representative Isaac R. Sherwood of Ohig, the oldest man in point of yedrs whp_ever sat in the House, and who 18 the only man in public life who stood in’the throng on the,éast front of the Capitol during the Lincoln in- augural. b “Uncle Joe” Cannon, as he is now known throughout the nation, who is. nearing his eighty-fifth birthday, was a mere, stripling when his name ap- peared on the Lincoln ballot as a can- didate for county attorney. Cannon also was a delegate to the convention that ndminated Lincoln; he heard Lin- coln in his famous debates with Stephen A. Douglas, and he met Lincoln on a railroad train when the “great emancipator.” having been elected President, was making a trip —for-the last time it proved—to visit the woman who had been a step- mother to him. One of “Uncle Joe's” snappiest short stories about Lincoln relates to that period of his life when the lanky Ken- tuckian was clerk in a country store and sold. all kinds of things, among others, with the civilization as they had it then—whisky. _Douglas taunt- ed him with it. af® Lincoln said: “Yea, I did; but it takes two to make & bargain. I was inside the counter and Douglas was outside.” L "ANNON'S reminiscences of Lin- coln are human impressions of how this gaunt backwoodsman made a dominating impression on the peo- ple of his day and molded the policy of the nation in a most crucial pe- riod. How Lincoln came to be known and followed by the people Mr. Can- non describes as follows: “He practiced law on a country cir- {etected Trumbun. Lincoln cared but little for political preferment,” Mr. Cannon explains. “He saw the great contest coming. Two years later the great canvass was made between Lin- coln and Douglass in’ Illinois, of which canvass the whole country took note. Lincoln was nominated by a popular convention and he announced his platform on which to make that con- ltest with Senator Douglas, as fol- lows: “A house divided agairist itself can- not stand. 1 believe this government cannot endure permanently half slave and half free. I do not expect the Union to be dissolved. 1 do not ex- | pect the house to fall, but I expect it! will cease to be divided. Iz will be- come all one thing or ail the other. Either the opponents of slavery will arrest the further spread of it and place it where the public mind shall Irest in the beliet tnat it is in the | course of uitimate extinction, or its advocates will push it forward till it ghall become alike lawful in all states, old as well as new, north as well as south.’ “In 1858 1 went to Illinois from In- dfana,” reminisces “Uncle Joe” “It was not a long journey—about sixty miles. I settled in the new county of Douglas. The prairie stretched away, In the little county town there were not over a dozen houses, and beyond on the prairie, as far as eye could reach, there was but a single house. “I heard two of those great debates —probably the hardest fought and most personal clashes in the entire history of mational politices—one at *- REP ISAAC R. Wear mg one of the old campai$n Rats met through, and great, tall, gaunt man as he was, they literally picked him up and passed him over their heads. He did not talk much. Som body asked him an hour before if it was proper for him to be there, as he was a candidate for the, presidency, and a queer expression came over his face as he said: ‘The truth is, Arch’'— it was Archibald Van Dooren to whom of a candidate to be here, but hardly enough to stay away.’ “The gathering went wild with en- thusiasm,” Mr. Cannon recalls; “Lin- coln talked not to exceed five min- utes. Somebody sang out: ‘Abe, did you make those -rails? His reply was: ‘John Hanks sa we made those rafls. I 'do not know whether we did or not, but 1 have made many better ones than those’ The Seward people in that convention were swept Off their feet. A delegation unani- mously chosen by that convention, consisting of the personal and polit- ical friends of Abraham Lincoln, went to the convention held in the wigwam a week or two later in Chicago. You know the results. “Then came the campaign. Abra- kam Lincoln penned his own plat- form. Lincoln behaved very well. He did not make speeches. He did not make a campaign. He answered a few letters. He played good politics.” Mr. Cannon well remembers how quickly after Lincoln’s election came ithe threat of secession. Lincoln re- imained in Springfield and after the campaign Cannon saw him when he was on his way in a day coach with- out a companion on his, way to Charleston, 11l to meet for the last time in this life the old stepmother who called him “my boy Abe” up to the time of his death, and she lived longer than Lincoln lived. “She was an illiterate, plain, homespun wom- an,” Mr. Cannon recalls, “but she was £00d stuff. She had been kind to Lin- coln and gloried in his suctess. She died calling him ‘my boy Abe.’ The simplicity of Lincoln riding unattended in a day coach as the elected President at a time when | threats of secession had been made J8 emphasized by Mr. Cannon in an- tithesis of the way a President-elect i8"now safeguarded from the day he is the convention’s choice. ‘“To me there is no greater exam- ple in the history of the human race of magnificent leadership and pa- triotism than that of Abraham Li coln during that historic conflict says “Uncle Joe,” with characteristic positiveness. He gives a word pic- jture of Lincoln's position days: the abuse, with the quarrels in the in those of march was about ten miles long, and I could almost hear the last shout of joy away down to the end of the line. " That officer was Lieut. Riggs. on the staff of Gen. ofield, the commander of our army corps. W were all tired of war, and that was the gladdest day that army ever saw. We had fought the good fight. we had kept the faith, we knew that the war was nearing its end, that we could Borglum's representation of the face of Lincoln, double heroic size. He mentioned the full-length figure of Lincoln in marble, the gift by volun- District, which until recently stood in front of the courthouse. He made a trip to Lincoln Park. to contemplata “a true-to-life” as he saw the fizure ments and temples and statues have no emotions, no human sympathy, no out his first books by the firelight— the log cabin where he was horn—has a vital lesson in patriotism, boy strugeling against poverty for an honorab'e career. “The story of Lincoln’s humble log cabin home establishes a mecca where all the children of the nation gather and take courage in the story of a man, born in a rude log cabin. who learned to read books at night. in the silent woods, by the light of a pineknot fire, and who became the guiding hgnd on one of the greatest epochs of all history.” SHERVOOD. * Sherwood enlisted as a private in 1861 and served through four years and six months. He was mustered out as la brigadier general. While in the jservice he collected ballots during a {forced march which helped to re- elect Lincoln, and in a muddy uni {form he pushed his way to within ten | feet of Lincoln on March 4, 1865, when {he delivered his second inaugural ad- Rl again go to our homes and clasp| Of course, the matter is no longer again the angels of our own firesides, | an issue. It is known that Lincoln's “And what a terrible change from | parents moved from Kentucky to In- universal joy to the deepest gloom |diana in 1816, and that Lincoln did} following this gala day. On the 5th|those things common to the pioneer. of April, 1865, after we had reached | Wood Chopping and rail _splitting the environs of Raleigh. 1 saddled up | Were the important a Emis my horse to ride into the city. I had of the men of the pel it is to pass through the camps of about | Stated young Lincoln was a master 60,000 soldiers. Camps are always|hand at wielding the ax in the for- noisy. There arc always some sol- | est. diers with cheerful voices. They were | * %ok ok | all cheerful then because they were | seeing the end of the war. But that| It happens that one of the identical | morning the camps were as still as|axes he used—pcssibly his favorite| Inauireds s WhinClyn Stafl officer and | ingtrument—Is now in the posscssion camps? He replied: ‘President Lin.|of & Missouri woman. now ninety- coln has been assassinated’ ~ There | four, whose uncle, William Smith, em-| Represcntative bhorwood riye e’ e | Ploved Lincoin, 10 help him make a glad that so many monuments have | !0t of rails with which to protect been reared to Lincoln’s memory. He | Smith's Gentry county land. On that refers to those in the National Capi- | Job Lincoln used two axes, one of! tal. He had just stood in silent tribute | Which is known to the writer. Pos-| before Vinnie Ream’s marble statue | $1bly there is nothing remarkable of Lincoln, in the plain clothes of an | about its make or character, but its! American citizn, under the Capitol | authenticity is beyond doubt, and so | dome. He made another station to | highly docs “Grandma” Savala Van-| tary offerings of the people of the! by There ; is a symhol of hone and cheer ta every | can | ' 1921—PART" 4. 3 BY EDGAR WHITE. ‘ IME was when Lincoln’s oppo- nents, sensing the added popularity it was giving him.! denfed that the great Pres dent ever split rails. It is told that at a big meeting in Iilinois some hecklers in the crowd bluntly asked Lincoln whether he knew how to split rails. With the utmost good nature Lincoln called upon his questioner to stand out where he could see him, and then, after giving an affirmative an- swer to the question, he mentioned | several terms In wooderaft and asked; the man if he could define them. There were many who were versed in for-| estry in the crowd, and when they| saw Lincoln's return questions had| stumped his interrogator they set up | a mighty cheer for the “railsplitter.” MRS. SAVALA VANDAVE] MON Cl prize it that the Governor of | lilinois was refused when he request- ©od .the loan of this ax as an exhibit at_the world’s fair in Chicago. Lincoln’s and Smith's farms ad- jioined. and Smith had a hunch th axused by Lincoin would some day be valuable as a rclic. and it has been kept in the family ever since the tall. Smith at his niece’s request gave him | KePt me on the hump to hold up my wa3 in the forest * ok ok ok he was at work. Now and then. after | (ion has rolled around while she has a steady pull of an hour or o, we Nould £it on a log for a few moments | been on the old earth, but the one of to catch our wind, and Lincoln would [all others to her was that of 1869, M-m};sl:mv?nzs‘:mx'rfisflra‘izn:fl'r:,ral:"a",fil | chief executive of the United States. jcould size up a tree that would work |Spending her declining years at the out well into rails almost at a glance. | residence of her children. near Mont- | But that was a common enough gift ix:omer)' City, Mo., she clings with en- in those days, when forests were all | thusiastic memory to the early asso- around and most men worked in them. | ciations between the members of her Where Lincoin stood above the aver- | family and Lincoln, the proof of which 1ge man was the spirit he put into his | lies in the old ax. TGOMEEA C] » M HERISHED x,gvuc"z R e SERED PSS R SR tell some yarn he had heard. mostly{when the Illinois rail splitter became | A handle might| he was talking—1 am most too much | “And all the while, with all } Sullivan, Ill, and one at Charleston.|cabinet. with the premier suggesting cuit. He was easily the leader of the bar on that circuit—the old ninth cir- cuit. David Davis, the nisi prius judge, was afterward nominated by Lincoln for justice of the Suprame Court of the United States. He was a great friend of Lincoln's. Both of them were whigs. 1 say he- was easily the leader of the bar, but all the time he was taiking politics. Even atter I went to Illinois the only amusement they had was when, twice & year, they had the circuit court, which . was the nisi prius court of common law jurisdiction, law and equity. Twice a year the-lawyers would come riding in on horseback. A little Jater on some of the country towns were reached by railroads, and, of course, they were utilized, and the jurors and the witnesses would come to the county seat. There were no theaters and few circuses. Van Am- berg did run a great moral menag- erie once in a while. 1 was twenty years old before I ever saw any other amusement. “They came together to visit. They Jfilled up the houses in the little coun- ty town. Some of them camped out in tents, some slept in their wagons while they were in attendance upon court. They knew the merits and the power of the lawyers as they ad- dressed the court and wrestled for verdicts. But at least one time in the day, sometimes at the hour of ad- journment at noon and sometimes in the evening, the lawyers in attend- 'ance would address the people from the political standpoint. Lincoln was alw Out of the historic “Missour <om- nromise™ gathered the “great conflict as a hurricane, and Lincoln stood out 3 the commanding figure. “To de- scribe the situation by the single ex pression that we sometimes farther west,” Mr. ““FThere was blood on the face of the us says Cannon that th T T think I should have jourmeyed | Lot ‘1o [Cnduch of the, war had ures of generals, with the universal critieism of generals, of colonels, and even of captains; with the false re- ports that were sent by wire and correspondence. with doubt and fear, with the credit of the republic_dis- appearing—this tall, gaunt, sad-faced man, born of the children of toil, kept his courage. “George William Curtis, jn notify- ing Lincoln of his second nomina- tion, said: ‘Amid the bitter taunts of eager friends and the fierce de- nunciation of enemies. now moving too fast for some, now too slow for others, they have seen you through- out this tremendous contest patient. sagacious, faithful, just. leaning upon ‘the heart of the great mass of the people, and satisfied to be moved by its mighty pulsations’ In that one sentence,” Mr. Cannon believes, “Mr. Curtis expressed the great qualities of Lincoln and the secret of his su cess as a leader of the American people.” 2 From reminiscences of Lincoln. Representative Cannon swings to a contemplation of the influence Lin- coln's policies have had upon the nation’s growth. He points out that “The territories which Lincoln sought to save from slavery have surpassed the wildest sveculation and prophecy in 1860. The home- stead act, passed in Lincoln's admin- istration on his recommendation, has converted the staked plains and the great American desert into an agri- cultural empire that has not a paral- lel anywhere, With the most inde- pendent, the most prosperous and the richest people per capita to be found in the world. The newer west has multiplied the total wealth of the United States at the time Lincoln was elected. over the state to hear the others if the walking had not been poor. It s a wonderful contest between giants. Douglas, born in Vermont, a politician of national-and world-wide reputation, was remarkably strong and resourceful. Lincoln was a strik- ing opposite—tall, angularly rugged, plain and simple of speech, but un- swerving in argument. Lincoln failed to reach the Senate, but he had be- come the: great man of his time. x k¥ X ¢c\\JITHIN two years—in 1860—Ini- nois concluded to present him as her candidate for the nomination for the presidency. We met in Deca- tur. 1. 1 was a delegate to that con- vention—drove there in a farm wag- on, sixty miles across the pralirie. The convention was held in a struc- ture erected between two brick build- ings, with posts cut from the forest, with stringers cut from the forest and covered with boughs cut from the forest and the ends open. The multi- plied thousands gathered. Just about the time the convention was organ- ized a vocie callod out: Make way for Dick Oglesby and John Hanks.' After much of effort a marrow pas- sage “was made, and they passed through it bearing two old walnut rails. The rails were set up and fas- tened to them was a legend on a strip of cotten: ‘These two rails were made by John Hanks and Abraham Lincoln in 1830." “There was great enthusiasm. Lin- coln was a great lawyer, had won his spurs in the famous debate which at- tracted the attention of the whole untry: but the American people, al- ways reaching out for something that will touch the popular heart, found it there. The crowd closed up and the cry came for ‘Lincoln He could not * ¥ k% [ personal recollections of Abraham Lincoin, Representative Isaac R. Sherwood begins just about where “Uncle Joe” stops. Sherwood is now and has been for many, many years a good democrat, but he was a repub- [lican when he was first elected to Congress. ; He and “Uncle Joe” came together to the Forty-third Congress and are the only men in either branch today who served in that Congress. 4 | dres; 1 “I well remember on the 4th of No- vember, 1864, we were on a march in Tennessee—a forced march towara ey larfied Clawi ordan Relic of Lincoln the Rail Splitter; of Lincoln in bronze in the act of |slender lad of eighteen wielded it so unshackling a slave. vigorously in splitting up that batch | “We have builded a splendid temnple | of rails to make the Smith fence. to Lincoln on the banks of the Po- Charles ~Vandaveer. “Grandma” o tomac,” said Represeéntative Sher-|Vandaveer's husband, made a visit to = wood." “That fs all right, but monu- | William Smith about the time a‘;‘g!work, As his working partner. he be fitted in the mortise, the blade | sharpened, and the ancient tool might+ uldn't have it for the big world | do. “I'm gled T've got it.” she said, “for it shows that President Lincoln was & real worker and that he was big’ ment and work at the best job in the land. b3 Uncle Will said. and he worked wit, him. He showed young men the mo- bility of labor, honest hard That's what the old ax say: { that's why money couldn’t buy old lady emphatically concluded. (Coprright, 1921.) s as though it were! ‘ : p cnd of the string. for it wasn't re-|come in handy many a time on the' voice. _Lincoln's old Kentucky home. | the Lincoln ax for her as a_keep- | ¢h¢ Y Sthe u S L that crude log cabin where he spalled | sake. At that time Smith told Vanda- [ §arded as good form to let the other | Missouri farm. but “grandma‘ de~ S hat o ol otk o Lintosn | fellow split the most rails. | clares if the Governor of Ilinois : Z 3 ir. it isn't likely she'd let a Mis: and will speak with an upliffing voice | “He was mizhty conscientious about <. Savala, Vandav S s L 4 to the generationa awaking ihe|getting in a full day.” Smith told him, _Mrs. Savala Vandaveer, the owner|souri wood chopper put irreverent voung men to servica for rountry, | There were always results from his|Of the Lincoln axe, is an interesting ' hands on it. He might break it or There is the silent monito- teaching |labor and he spoke very little when |old Jady. Many a presidential clec. | S2Mmething—anyhow it would never] enough to take the humblest employ-" That's what® ithe battlefield of\ Franklin.” - Gen. ot | Sherwood says. *“The Ohio legisla- s ture” he explains, “had passed a law = {(they had the old ballot system then i ’ ibefore we bad imLorted the system B 3 = from Australia) that the soldlers in the fleld should vote. The Ohio presi- dential tickets had been sent to me for my regiment, the 111th Ohio. We were on a forced march the day of {the election of a President of the United States. We were to start at daylight. Just before daylight I had my horse saddled and rode back three miles to the rear and borrowed from our brigade surgeon, Dr. Brewer, an ambulance into which I threw a camp kettle. Whenever. we rested that day, on that rapid march, the soldiers of my regiment voted in that old camp | kettle in the ambulance., We counted the votes at night by the light of the bivouac fires. One-third of my regi- ment were democrats and yet there were only seven votes against Abra- ham Lincoln in th whole regiment.” Gen. Sherwood is quite proud of his distinction in being the only man in public life today who stood near Lin- coln when he was inaugurated, &nd is much pleased that Elliott. Woods, su- perintendent of the Capitol, has found among some old photographic plates one which shows Lincoln delivering his inaugural, and Sherwood in uni- form standing in the crowd below the barricade on- the east front of the Capitol. A “I remember after the battle of Franklin," Representative Sherwood says, “after Nashville and after we had driven Gen. Hood and his army |across the Tennessee river, we were I placed on transports and carriéd up the Tennessee and the Ohio to Cin- cinnati, then across Ohio, and Virginia on the Baltimore and Ohio railroad to Washington. We reached this city March 3, consigned to an ocean voy- age to some point in North Carolina to meet the army of Gen. Sherman coming up the coast from Savannah. B rrr i) JCHABOD THOUGHT HE COULD MAKE THE VAN PASSEL HOME HIS PERMANENT HEADQ THE LEGEND OF SLEEPY HOLLOW CHABOD CRANE had the learning £pinning tales of ghosts and goblins to the elders. Fast and frenzied i poured . the tales—from that of the Headless Horseman who carried his {head on the pommel of his saddle, down to the mean old ghost who | pushed the widow woman’s biddies in RTERS. powder snorted. Ichabod looked back. The rider had no head! Gunpowder started to gallop. Another look from the professor. Yes, he had a head—it rested on the pommel of his saddle. “Giddap, Gunpowder! I wish they'd named you cannon ball,” shrieked BROM JONES COULDN'T SING. pumpkin was doing at the spot where! the horseman caught him?" - And Brom Bones laughed and went, i to dance with his wife. i (Coptright, 1921.) —_—————— New-Fashioned Doctor. IR i market cornered in Sleepy Hol- low. s Into the plain and solid Abraham Lincoln was to be inaugu: the creek—until Ichabod had goose- rated the next day, March 4, 1865. I Ichabod. | the counte- R. GEORGE T. HARDING,. the fa- was looking for a war. horse in Wash- ington, as my last horse was shot in [ the battle of Franklin. but I was de- termined to <ee Lincoln and hear his second inaugural address. 1 had never seen Abraham Lincoln before. He wan theidol of our Army. “There was a vast crowd on the cast front of the Capitol. - It seemed to me there must have been 20,000, with many hundred boys in blue, and officers in full uniform, including Gen. Joe Hooker. I had on my old war-torn uniform, once blue, now tarnished with grime from the red clay roads of northern Georgia and the sticky mud of west Tennessee. My .old slouch hat, with a hole burned in the crown, caused by sleeping with my head too close to a bivouac fire, was not a fitting_crown for inaugu- ration day. but I worked my way through that vast throng to within ten feet of Abraham Lincoln, and I heard him deliver his last oration on earth. I heard him say: “*Fondiy do we hope, fervently do we pray, that this' mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. With malice towards none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right, let us strive to finish the work we are in; to bind up the nation's wounds; to care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and orphans.’ That was his last official declaration. Nearly fifty-six years have passed since that eventful day, when I, scarce thirty vears of age, saw the towering form of Lincoln, with a white pocket handkerchjef around his neck. I can see Lincoln in memory now as I saw him then—a tall, gaunt man, with deep lines of care furrow- ing his cheeks, with inexpressible sadness in his face—the face of a man of many sorrows—a sad face, a strong face, a face radiant with .inspiration of a great soul, as he d in prophecy the ultimate des- tiny of this nation. As a soldier of the republic I heard Abraham Lincoln voice his national ideals in his last message to the American people. ERE I ~EN. SHERWOOD recalls also and very vividly the pall that fell over the nati6n, and particular]y upon heads of eountry youth he pound- ed geometry, singing and the A B C's, hoarding around with the families whose offspring he taught. Ichabod wasn't much on looks, but he was full of parlor tricks. Gaunt and bony, and with a face like a glorifled earth- worm’s, still he shook a mean schot- tische, and had Scheherezade skinned a Catskill mile for small talk. In other word, Ichabod was a cross be- | tween a five-foot classic and a parlor snake. Katrina Van Tassel was the village sweetie. Only child of the rich old tarmer Van Tassel, she could support her husband-to-be in style if not lux- ury. Sho was a member of Ichabod's singing class, and in spite of the jeal- ousy displayed by Katrina's other suiter, Brom Van Brunt, commonly known as Brom Bones, Ichabod thought he could make the Van Tas- sel home his permanent headqaurters. Brom Hones couldn't Sing. “I just ain't built like a mocking bird,” said Brom Bones, “but I got a dog can sing.” So he tied his musical terrier below the window when Ichabod started trilling. The dog won the contest, and Ichabod lost a point in Katrina’s fa- vor. * K Kk * BROM BONES was a big brother Sylvestt who boasted that he would fight anything that wore hide bumps backing out on nances of his audience. And when Ichabod left cheerful fire- {sides to ride home through the night his stories recurred tohim. Even old Gunpowder shivered and sighed when they passed a snow-blanketed bush. Ichabod was like an old maid hunt- ing a burglar. He always expected a ghost, and was only half relieved when he failed to find one. But it's a bum cooked goose that has no turn- I ings. One day Ichabod was rounding out his school work. Before him stood the listless pupils, puzzling over pro- nouns and logarithms. A messenger tapped at the door of the temple of knowledge, bearing an invitation for Ichabod to a quilting party at the Van Tassel's. Holiday was declared at once, and Ichabod threw a three-yard leg over thq transparent Gunpowder. * x % %k JDOWN the thick road ploughed the oogle-eyed schoolmaster's mount, pausing only now and then while Gun- powder drooped his head and snitched forty winks. He reached the party, and -after feeding his face to the beaming he led the buxom Katrina out to trip the feathery fantastic. Brom Bones sulked in a corner because the professor seemed to be gathering in all the honeyed smiles of the fair Katrina. Before he left, Ichabod led his inamorata into a corner and pour- or hair. Ichabod was for diplomacy, | q , g grammatical verb phrases in and wouldn't fight, so Brom Bones took it out in doing all he could to rile the professor. Brom Bones was a reckless horse- man, among his, other accomplish- ments. Ichabod would mever set a circus ,afire with his feats on his paithful pinto, Gunpowder, but he scored a bull's-eye When he started her ear, but when he departed the professor wore a dejected alr that swung down to his flapping coattails. Sadly he mounted Gunpowder and started down the, road. Suddenly there was a crunchfig in the underbrush. The bushes parted. A horse and rider strode forth. Gun- |Qv Gunpowder doubled his speed. Back of them galloped the Headless Horse- Imln. 3 “You let me pass, 1 let you pass |sang the hoofbeats of the horses. Ichabod’s coattails were straight out |in the wind, a fine course for marble | playing. The. saddle broke and slip- ped from Ichabod. Around Gunpow- der’s neck he clung. On—on—on. Faster and faster sped the twain. “One feather and w'd. be fiying” sang the Headless Horseman. At last in the distance hove the D ther of the President-elect, said: in an interview in Marion: o “I am old-fashioned, and I reared, Warren to be old-fashioned, too. We, {believe in old-fashioned things—re- ligion, industry, savings banks, early marriages.” Dr. Harding chuckled. went on: 2 “We are not like Dr. Exe, the New, Yark psychoanalyst. There was as rich young man who called on Dr. Exe and said: “‘Yielding to the seduction: of a moonlit beach, doc, 1 got engaged last month. 1 break off the darn engagement. told the girl's father I was a forger, a bank robber, a card cheat, a rake, Then he. white blur of tombstones. They were approaching the marble ~ orchard where the Headless Horseman was, said to end his ride. ] o wonder | Aloft * K ¥k DDENLY the beanless stood high in his stirrups. in his hands he poised his head. “Bang!” went something in Icha- bod's ear, as he toppled from Gun powder's back. Gunpowder dashed on alone. The neighborhood turned out next day to hunt for the absent professor. At the graveyard was a well-rubbed spot, beside which lay a broken pumpkin. Brom Bones married Katrina, and at the wedding the guests began to talk and calculate how the Headless Horseman had _carried off Ichabod Crane. 2 “I thought I saw him in a town nearby, feaching school,” ventured a visiting guest. “Tain't him,” insisted an inhabitant of Slecpy Hollow. “The Headless Horseman carried him aw. “But .what do. you ‘suppose. that I and a drunkard. Nothing. though. did any good. They hold me to my word. So now I come to you. 1 want you to examine me, doc, and cerelags that I'm incuriably insane.’ *“Hm,’ said Dr. Exe.- ‘So L to get married? ‘Gosh, no: 1 certainly don't.’ In that case, s#'d Dr. Exe ‘I can’t, do what you ask. You are & perfeciiy’ sane man. But when you do want tog get married call again and I'll gives you your cortificate.’ " . Poor Way to Wealth. - OHN D. ROCKEFELLER onée said to a New York reporzer: g “The poorest way to wealth is the, mean way. In Richford, where I was you don't; wi . Fve done everything to,. “ born, we had a mean man, a very : mean man: yet the fortune he left wag, small—you might say a mean one. _ “At a church supper one night this mean man cut the corner of his lip,, with his knife. All searched their,, pocketbooks, but nobody had any courtplaster. What was to be done? The cut was bleeding. i “Finally, the parson produced a two-, cent stamp and said: ““Put this on the cut, squire. stop the hemorrhage, 1 believe.' ““Thank you,' said the squire, grate.. fully, and. taking out his wallet, ne. placed the two-cent stamp in.it, x4 tracting at the Eame time a one-centy stamp of his own. which he proceeded. to stick on the cut. : “*Thank you, doctor he repeated. ‘A penny saved is a penny earned.’” It will;