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Show THE RICH COUNTY NEWS, RANDOLPH, UTAH a Young Man With. Pigskin Bag I I I By H. IRVING KING I I It" . 1931, by McClure Newspaper .1 s't' Syndicate.) Constance Glllman was walking slowly down Sixth avenue. It was Just turning dusk and the sidewalks were crowded. She always enjoyed this little walk from the mail order bouse where she was employed, down to Twenty-thir- d street, where a crosstown car took, her to the ferry on her way to her home in the confines of Hudson county. She liked the feeling of surging, hurrying life around her and built up little romances for those of the passing throng whose faces caught her attention. A young man came walking rapidly toward her. In his hand he carried a small pigskin traveling bag. Constance was just about to start building a romance for him when, as he passed her, she felt the handle of the traveling bag slipped into her hand and her fingers closed over It with a gentle pressure. With a gasp of as- tonishment she turned to see the young mans back disappearing in the crowd. Realizing, Instinctively, that she could not stand there gaping idiotically and obstructing the trafllfc, she walked on, still holding the bag, her mind In a daze. She looked down at the mysterious article, It appeared nearly new. Could it be that the nice looking young man had snatched it from some one In the throng and, Imagining that he had been detected in the act, had thrust the stolen property on her to get rid of Its incriminating possession? Impossible with such an open, attractive face as he had. But even If he had, thought Constance, and if her involuntary acquiescence in his act of transference had saved him from arrest, she was glad of it. It was wrong to feel so, she knew, but she was glad of It. Then suddenly another thought suppose the bag contained an infernal machine What would she do? Oh, horrors If she dropped the bag, and there was an infernal machine inside it 'would surely explode. Where was a policeman? She bad street now and reached Twenty-thir- d as, with blanched face, she looked around there was the young man himself, apparently waiting for her. He reached out with one hand and took the bag and lifted his hat with the other. "Thanks, said he with a captivating smile and hurried away up the steps of the elevated station. Constance, as has been intimated, was a commuter. She dwelt with her widowed mother In a neat cottage within the confines of Hudson county and went to and from the great city every day except Sundays. That her soul was troubled because of the attractive young man and the pigskin traveling bag goes without saying. Here was mystery with a capital M. What did It all mean? Whatever it meant, she was prepared to declare the attractive young man not guilty. Not guilty of what? Well of anything dishonorable. He could not be, with that face. Constance scanned the papers eagerly the next morning, hoping against hope that she might light upon something which would furnish a clew to the strange adventure. She read all the police items word by word. Nothing there! Ah, here it was ! a personal : "If the young lady who so obligingly carried a gentlemans traveling bag from street to Twenty-thir- d .Twenty-fift- h street on Sixth avenue yesterday afternoon will kindly, communicate with X. Y., at the office of the Forsythe Chemical company (such a street and number), the gentleman will be glad to explain his unconventional proceedings. For a moment Constance hesitated; but only for a moment. Then she dispatched a little unsigned note to the address given, simply stating that: If the gentleman of the pigskin bag desired to explain his extraordinary conduct, he would have an opportunity to do so at the place where he had re- -' sumed possession of his property If he would be there at five o'clock to-- . morrow afternoon. No sooner had she mailed the note than she regretted It. Had she not done an unmaidenly thing In thus making an appointment with an unBut, then, the whole known man? affair was so against all rule and precedent. And be had such an honest, frank face! She wondered what his name was. She hoped It was Robert; she liked the name of Robert. Constance wore her best dress on the day of the meeting, a neat tailor-mad- e suit She was on time at the rendezvous, and tle attractive young man was waiting for her. He Introduced himself, Mr. John R. Fenton. Constance was sure the R stood for Robert; later on she found she was right He was the very embodiment of deferential courtesy, more agreeable even than Constance had Imagined him; she felt that she could trust him Implicitly. The explanation took place In a tearoom to which John piloted her over on Fifth avenue. He was a chemist In the employ of the Forsythe company and had been - on his way to their factory In Westchester with a bag In which were Important and secret formulas; when near the elevated station at Twenty-thirstreet he recognized two men. 1 1 ' . . d, . d the agents of a rival chemical company which claimed an Interest in the aforesaid formula, which Interest, having vainly tried to establish by law, they had made one or two attempts to obtain by force. A traitor in the Forsythe company office must have tipped them off. John had seen the plan at once. They would jostle him In the throng, start an altercation; a crowd would surge about them; before a policeman could Interfere the bag would be ripped open with a sharp knife, the papers extracted and the purlolner would slink away and escape. "I turned up Sixth avenue, he said, and they followed me. I saw you coming and knew by your face that I could trust you. You know what I did then. It was an inspiration. When the men overtook me I was without the bag. They were astonished and puzzled, paused a moment at the next corner watching me perplexedly and then gave It up and went toward Broadway. "I passed rapidly to the other side of the avenue, walked down, crossed over, met you and resumed the bag at Twenty-thir- d street. How can I thank you for the great service you did me? May I not hope that you jvlli forgive my seeming rudeness? How delightful! cried Constance. How glad I am A real adventure 1 that I was able to be of service to you. That Is how the courtship began. Its progress was as rapid as its beginning had been unconventional. They were married three months later. John or Robert, as Constance always calls him Is now chief chemist for the Forsythe company. SINGERS WHO DRANK HEAVILY izz&r Great Prima Donna, It Is Said, Could "Get Away With Quart of Champagne Easily. It was said of the late Mme. Tiet-Jenfor many years the leading prima donna at Her Majestys theater in London, and who later, though not in her prime, came to this .country and scored s, a success, that after the great act in The Huguenots, she could drain a large silver cup in which there was a quart of champagne. On the other band, some ' of the greatest artists we have known have been particularly abstemious, especially on the day they had to give a performance. Of this a distinguished Instance was Adelina Patti, who never drank more than half a glassful of wine and sometimes added water to that. It is told of a great basso that In order to produce his lowest tones he had to be full of beer. I often thought when I heard hlmj;hat it sounded like beer. Another very abstemious person with regard to Intoxicants was the late Enrico Caruso. He might take a little wine, but never before a performance., It was always afterward when the work was done and he was enjoying the best meal of the day his supper with friends and boon companions. Tonlo Scottl Is another abstemious singer. Mephisto In Musical America. Don't Judge. You never can tell , In London, England, collectors of the public subscriptions for the Bethlehem hospital arrived at the door of a mean house, and when It was opened heard the for throwman rating his servant-gir- l I ing away a match without having used both ends. From such a man the collectors expected nothing, and would not have been surprised If they had got It But he asked them Inside, produced a bag of gold, counted out from it 400 guineas, and shoveled the money toward them with his open hands.' Naturally they could not disguise their amusement "Gentlemen, said he, I keep house and save and spend money In my own way. The one furnishes me with the means of doing the other. Ths Chicken Boarding House. On the Yukon the chicken Is a pampered luxury, according to Frank G. Carpenter In "Alaska, Our Northern Wonderland. In summer the chickens hours of who do not like twenty-fou- r daylight are put In darkened coops at 8 oclock at night and during the long; dark days of winter the coops must be lighted to make the chickens lay. It Is the custom during the winter to put chickens out to board In chicken boarding houses. These are log buildings, lined and olledi with the space between filled with shavings and heated stoves. The landlord with gets not only the regular rate of board for the chickens, but also the eggs which are sometimes In midwinter as high as five dollars a dozen. alr-tlg- Baldness and Selsnes. What can modern science do to prevent baldness. Little yet In some recent experiments four parts of the body were closely shaved the armpit, a spot Just back of the crown of the head, the outer side of the forearm, and the leg Just below the knee and the weekly rate of growth was determined by measuring hairs subsequently pulled from these parts. Growth varied, being slow on arms and legs, where hairs do not fall out. The results tend to disprove some well established beliefs, and show that hair growth Is little. If any. stimulated by shaving, by sunburn, or by such applications as petrolatum. Worrying Last. . What became of that Dont YVorn club you used to belong to? It took up a more practical form of development, replied Mr. Dustlr Stax, and resolved Itself Into a credit mens association. By ROBERT H. MOULTON VERY time the name of Andrew Jack-comes up and that Is pretty often old controversy over his birthEvery . place is sure to be revived. good American knows all about Old or should know except Hickory about the place of his birth. And uncertainty about bis birthplace is nat- ural, Inasmuch as It still is In dispute between the states ol North and South Eson Y Carolina. As to the rest, after service in the ' Revolution and a wild youth on the frontier, Andrew Jackson became a lawyer at Nashville, then In North Carolina. He served In the national house and senate, representing Tennessee. He defeated the Creeks and Semlnoles in the War of 1812 and his defeat of the British at New Orleans in 1815 was one of the decisive battles of American history, Inasmuch as If Pakenham had Captured New Orleans Great Britain would presumably never have let go of the mouth of the Mississippi. He was the first American governor of Florida ' (1821). He was the seventh president of the United States. His firm stand against nullification by South Carolina in 1832 Is history. The spoils system Is linked with his name. His devotion to his wife touches the peoples heart Old Hickory was and individual He Is a popular figure of our history. The birthplace controversy Is a sort of double-barreleFirst there Is the controversy dispute. over the house In which he was born the home or the Crawford home. After this bad apparently been settled in favor of the Crawford house, the next question was: Was the Crawford house in North Carolina or in tioutb Carolina? You see, Andrew Jacksons father died and was ' buried close to the North Carolina-Sout- h Carolina ' state line. From the funeral Andrews mother went either to the borne of her sister, Mrs. James Crawford or to the home of another sister, Mrs. And In one of these two George McKemey. houses Andrew was born. The two houses were only a few miles apart, but the Crawford place Is now in South Carolina and the McKemey place in. North Carolina. The truth Is or seems to be that In 1767, the date of his birth, the line between the two states had not been permanently settled. It was not until 1815 that the boundary line dispute between the two states was settled at a conference between the governors at Greenville, S. C. That was the occasion of the historic remark of the governor of North Carolina to the governor of South Carolina, which Is even truer now than then. But If there Is controversy over Old Hickorys" birthplace,' there Is recompense In the Hermitage, where he lived and died the picturesque historical home is Just as its owner and builder left It Of all the historical homes In the United States none Is more picturesque or of more Interest than It lies within twelve miles of the Hermitage. Nashville, Tennessee, on a road that runs through a rich, rolling plain, dotted with great oaka rising out of grassy meadows, the fields bordered with wild flowers. Jacksons holdings comprised about 1,000 acres, and his land was some of the finest in Tennessee. He was evidently a good farmer, for there are records of his accounts among the papers, of the Hermitage. The great barn which he built while be was yet President of the United States Is still standing. It Is situated on a knoll- some distance back from the house. President Jackson bought this property about the time that Thomas Jefferson first took bis seat as President of the United States.' It was the beginning of the century, and the bouse which he first built upon It, away back In 1804, is still standing. log cabin, with a red It Is a brick chimney at one end and a roof of rough shingles. It was there that Jackson lived In 1806. There was his home when he fought the battle of New Orleans In 1815. And there he snd his wife spent some of the happiest years of their lives.: The Hermitage" proper Is the bouse which Andrew Jackson built In 1835 when he was still President The site where It stands was selected in 1819, and a home was built there of brick made on the place. It was in that home that Lafayette was entertained, and there Mrs. Rachel Jackson, the wife of the general, lived until she died Just after her husband was elected President The clothes which she expected to wear at the White House receptions had been made, but she passed away on the eve of his departure for his Inauguration. That house was burned In 1832, and Jackson immediately rebuilt It as It now stand3. laying out he grounds as they are today. The lawn In front of the house is the ex.ict, ,hape of a guitar, with the body ending at the lil Hi- - A d . d - ZfflVZKSJT ZZA2JM& iO front door. The stem of the guitar Is the driveway, which is bordered by magnificent cedars 861x1080 together. Where the body of the guitar begins there are flowers and trees of many kinds rising out of a lawn of the greenest green. All the trees and plants were set out by Jackson. red The Hermitage Is a great brick of colonial style with wide verandas on the front and rear.' The house Is about 100 feet front, with six tall columns in front of the porches. The windows are large, and each has panes of 10 by 12 glass. The entrance Is In the center of the building, and a wide hallway runs through the middle of the house on both floors. This hall Is so large that a wagon load of hay could be driven through It without touching the sides. . At the back of the hall a mahogany stairway winds Its way to the second floor. At the right as you enter is another hall upon which are Jacksons bedroom and library, while at the left are the parlors, which communicate with each other. The dining room, which Is by far the largest room of ' the house, is beyond these, reached by a door from the veranda. The bedroom of one of the greatest presidents is In the same condition today as It was when he occupied It The same pictures are on the walls; the same bedclothes on the bed, even to the white counterpane. Imagine a room twenty feet square bed at the end with a great mahogany four-post. of It At the left of the bed are three little steps, and the mattresses with the great feather tick on top are so high that one must climb the steps to get Into It Those very steps were used by Old Hickory." The love of Andrew Jackson surpassed that of ordinary men. It shines out everywhere about the Hermitage. There fire paintings of Mrs. Jackson In almost every room and he had medallions and other remembrances of her. In his bedroom la an oil painting of her, so placed that he Saw It first on entering and so that It met his eyes the last thing at night and greeted them when be first on-n- ed them in the morning. Yve have all read the story of his marriage, of how he protected her from her drunken first husband. a Lewis Robards, and how he married her In 1790 after Robards was believed by both to There was a great have obtained a divorce. scandal connected with the affair. Jackson married her again In 1793 when the divorce was actually decreed and he lived thirty-fiv- e happy years with her before she died. During his life he was so devoted to her and her memory that he was said to have a pistol always ready for any one who dared to speak slightingly of her and those who:did , so Were only forgiven by him when he came to die In his duel with Dickinson, Jackson was wholly Justified according to the standards of the day. Dickinson, who was eager for .political recognition, publicly branded Jackson as a coward and attacked the reputation of Jacksons wife. Dickinson was a famous marksman and had killed his man. Jackson was a poor shot. The duel was on Kentucky soli. Dickinson fired first and shot to kill When Jnckson did not fall Dickinson was anmzed' and possibly a hit lerrifieil. He stepped back from the mark. The second ordered him. to take his position again. Jackson took deliberate aim and fired. Dickinson fell, shot through the breast, and died thut night, Jackson.. walked, off the field slowly and without any signs ;' emotion. Not until sev er eral minutes later didriie Inform his seconds that he was desperately wounded. He had been shot through the upper breast and one of his boots was full of blood. He was laid up a month. The nation wanted Jackson for president In 1824. He got the highest vote In the electoral col lege, but not a majority, and the house of representatives, through a combination between Adams and Clay, made John 'Quincy Adams president. That soured Jackson and he resigned from the senate. He began to lay his plans for the next presidential campaign. The prospect of becoming the first lady of the land terrified Mrs. Jackson. She was probably the only woman who bad this. glory near her who had no ambition to attain It. She begged the general to eschew politics, to return to the Hermitage and enjoy peace and quietude for the rest of their lives. He promised to do so, and sincerely endeavored to fulfill his promise, but the attacks that were made upon him by the opposition gradually weakened his resolution and he was drawn back Into the fight The day In 1828 that word came to the Hermitage that Andrew Jackson had been elected president of the United States was one of the saddest In all the life of Mrs. Jackson. She died a few days later. Old Hickory went to Washington. A few months later he was Inaugurated as president of the United States. But It was a man who took the oath grief-strick- of office. In the garden of the Hermitage which, with Its flower beds surrounded by their little brick walls. Is kept today just as it was, and at the back of It, shaded by great magnolia trees, we find the Jackson tomb. It Is a little temple ending in a dome, below which stands a pyramidal monument On one side of this monument under a slab lie the remains of Andrew Jackson and oft the other, under a similar slab, those of his wlfft. The grave of Jackson has an Inscription of but three lines. They are: . GENERAL ANDREW JACKSON Born March 18, 17(7. Died June S, 1845. . Only about a dozen words in all, they are enough, for Jacksons life Is his greatest monu- ment Upon the other slab Is the inscription which this man wrote and had carved before he died. It is worth the reading of every wife and every hus- band of today. It reads: n1 Here lie the remains of Mrs. Rachel wife of President Jackson, who died the Jack-so- n, 82nd of D cember, 1828, years. aged slxty-on- s her temper amiable, her heart kind; she delighted In relieving the wants of her fellow ores, tures. and cultivated that divine pleasure by the ttqst liberal and unpretending methods; to the pior she was a benefactor; to the rich an example; to the wretched a comforter; to the prosperous an ornament; her piety went hand In hand with her benevolenee, and she thanked her Creator for being permitted to do good. A being so gentle and so virtuous slander might wound, but eould not dishonor; even Death when he bore her from the arms of her husband oould but transport her to the bosom of her God. Her face was fair, her person pleasing, "i A story of how the title of Old Hickory" came to be applied to Jackson wag told by CapL William Allen, who was a neighbor of the general and who messed with him during the Creek war-- During the campaign the soldier; were moving rapidly to surprise the Indians, and were without tents. A cold March rain came on, mingled with sleet, which lasted for several days. General Jackson got a severe cold, but did not complain as he slept n in a muddy bottom among the soldiers. Captain Allen and his brother cut down a stout hickory tree, peeled off the bark, and made a covering for the general, who was with difficulty persuaded to crawl under It The next morning a soldier seeing the tent, and not knowing what It was, kicked It over. As Jackson crawled from ths ruins, the soldier Btood aghast. Later he told about Old Hickory crawling, from his bark, and thereafter the title stuck to Jackson. half-froze- - t |