Jackson, Kentucky - History (part 1 of 3)

Author Of

The Story of Hazard (Perry County;) the Pearl of the Mountains Also the Story of Whitesburg (Letcher County); The Open Sesame to Midas' Mines.

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FTER spending many moons in "darkest Breathitt County," as General Basilmathurgis Duke refers to it, £ am constrained to remark, casually, that the railroad from which he has a legal retainer, penetrates it, and that it would only require about three hours of his borrowed time to take a personal inspection of it, and that he would not need a campaign of education to remove his abnormal ignorance ; or if he is too philosophically absorbed to take the charming trip, an hour spent with Captain Sam Martin, conductor, who has made the run almost daily for a quarter of a century, might serve to remove his popular misconception, and cause the distinguished ex-Confederate General to revise his estimate, which he gave expression to before the New York Kentucky Club of tight-run "exotics," for he would find men along this railway line who could buy and sell the whole bunch of "aliens" who sleep in the "hay," or carry the "banner," in the Metropolis. It is true, and such an apology is due this most favored and most maligned botanical garden of Kentucky ; and knowing, and believing in The General's sense of justice and fair play, we ask him to come and "search us," as Artemus Ward said to his lay-figure Betsy Jane when she poked her head out of the window and asked "Who's there?" to which the genial Artemus answered, "It's a man."

Her doubts were removed instanter, and so will yours be, dear General Basilmathurgis. once you come and see what sort of "varmints," of the genus homo species, really inhabit "darkest Breathitt County."

The Story Of

By LOUIS PILCHER Author of "The Story of Whitesburg, Ky., the Open Sesame to Mida's Mines;' - and "The Story of Hazard, Ky., the Pearl of the Mountains."

This Jackson City booklet was written amid the most adverse circumstances and exasperating annoyances. In September, 1913, I went to Jackson City and staid at the old Thompson House for thirteen days, and some way I couldn't write a line. I lacked "inspiration" or something.

I went away to Chicago and returned to Louisville and Frankfort and Lexington, where I remained till the day after the November election, when I again returned to Jackson City - the disastrous fire happening during my absence.

I knew what had been wiped out and it gave me a new inspiration.- I saw Jackson City rising, phenix-like, from the ashes ; and with prophetic ken I saw in my mind's-eye one hundred and three mile of railway opening up a new continent of wealth beyond the wildest flights of imagination, and I saw Jackson City the chief citv, and hence I christened this book ""lACKSON'CITY, BREATHITT COUNTY. THE INSPIRATION OF THE NEW KENTUCKY.

Jackson City is invincible, despite flood and flame and feud and flareback. This mountain city has come to stay, and she has "fotch" her knitting. She is going to reform herself altogether - tout ensemble as she has seen the last of the Mohicans (feuds) and the pistol toter and the blind tiger have got to go before the marching army of business and progress and new blood, and the millions of dollars coming in along the extension of the Lexington & Eastern Railway to Hazard, Perry County, anil Whitesburg, Letcher County, the richest timber and mining country on earth today, if reports from Washington. D. C. are to be relied on, and they are.

I am not dealftig in "hot air,'* but cold, glittering facts, and I am not s-t-r-e-t-c-h-i-n-g, like Markus Twainus. Jackson City is destined in the near future to be a second Pittsburgh and Henry George's Anti-Poverty Society will be realized.

In my mind's-eye I see Hazard, Ky., another "Oil City," Pennsylvania ; the Tarbells are there "plugging" 'em up all through Perry County. Ida's brother and nephew with coal, timber untouched, oil and gas and various other minerals - barvtes, flur spahr, possibly zinc, lead, silver, gold, radium - they can dispense with diamond mines and buy them by the "poke." In order to move a little of this coal from the west side on the present terminus of the L. & N. at McRoberts, besides the stock on hand, the L. & N. has placed an onder for 3,600 "gondola" coal cars to remove coal to coke furnaces, and recently the "Ellen N" placed an order for 400,000 tons of steel rails for double tracking, spurs, branches, etc. Here in the near future will be fulfilled the words of the poet Tenny- <so>n - 1

Leave Lexington, you somniferic investors, and see all this spread out in panorama in a daylight ride. Spend a week in Jackson City and feel the impact - the pulse in all its puissancy - and prosper by the object lesson so plain and strong that you can. as it were, hear it "give down" the mighty "tread" of Golconda just being released from his long imprisonment, locked in with his Treasure now released by a new railroad traversing an undiscovered country richer than fable or fancy : Argonauts or Arabian Nights. Let the Doubter be damned beyond the trump of the Resurrection Morn

Strange Mental Delusion

One bleak day during Lent in Lexington as I sat in our dingy office cogitating and ruminating on the things which be and the things which were and are no more, and as I tried to sift my mass of MSS. about Jackson, the good from the goats, till T wearied of the futile attempt, for in my moments of depression it all looked bad; looked rotten, and so I was tempted to dump the whole bunch of "copy" into the crematory and give it up as Love's Labor Lost; but I didn't, and so I decided to let her go Gallagher, and let the reader do the worrying, which he will doubtless do if he be a discriminating

No man was ever yet a literary judge of his own productions, and so as 1 am not indulging in "literature" to any alarming extent, here the rest of the whole bundle of stuff goes into the yawning maw of the printer's hopper, and I wish to the Gods that I didn't have to read or revise the proof sheets, but if 1 didn't do that conscientiously, it would be criminal in me. and forever blast my future prospects.

"I'll read the proof sheets or die in the hell-box." T told Lucien Heckner. my literary and legal printer-man and adviser and the gentle, bridlewise reader knows whether I carried out the contract and Lenten vow.

In writing my "Story of Jackson City. Breathitt County, the Inspiration of the New Kentucky," 1 hardly know where to begin or where to leave off. No attempt is made to make it historical ; but a story of today, with the flattering outlook for the morrow, the Future, and hence there is no mise en scene : no delving in murky records, no antiquarian researches, no garrulous and tiresome interviews with old citizens, interesting doubtless as all that would be, but it is not my province, not my "meat," not my forte-

This book .is impressions and observations. I always felt a peculiar interest in visiting Jackson City, mv first visit being way back when J. \Yise Hagins (former County Judge) was mine host : landlord of the Arlington Hotel. Again when I came Judge Hagins was Editor Hagins of The Breathitt County News ; again I found him County Clerk, and then nearly four years ago he was County Judge, and he is now retired.

I was in Jackson City two years ago. A number of times during the past year I have passed through, going over the extension of the Lexington & Eastern Railway through Perry and Letcher Counties, and in September I spent two weeks here sizing up the situation, renewing acquaintances and making new ones. I then went to Chicago and returned to Lexington in time to register and vote, when I again came here to write my book.

In my absence the fire took place, but I knew every name of every loser by it and I am full of confidence that my effort would be better appreciated after the fire than before it, and I was not mistaken in my estimate of the enthusiastic "come back" of the nervy community now at work rebuilding the ruined belt. I certainly have the material for an interesting story : and if it proves otherwise it will be my fault in 'the telling.

impressions, to instruct somewhat without making the "lesson" hard, and just how far I have succeeded in making the book helpful and a popular best seller remains to be seen. With grateful sentiments for the kindly manner in which my other mountain town stories were received and craving the indulgence of the dear reader for my short comings ; my haste at times and my prolixity at others, careful to avoid anything heavy or tedious, I leave you with a bow and a wink even if the darned book puts me on the blink. I know its defects and I know there will be lines in it I'll regret I didn't have sufficient gumption to blot ; sentences that I ought to "kill" ; sentiments that will severely inflict me ; in short, the whole performance may ever after cheapen me in my own estimation. Some thoughts in it will fly off at a tangent; some go hell-bent and something in its pages will, after its too late, look strabismuseyed and not on straight,. as it were - in short and finally, it may be a Catawampus production, which will ever after compromise me in the eyes of mine "enemy" who won't "write a book," - some foolish slip of mental cog that may call me to the field of "honor," and cause me to violate the Code Duello and add another beautiful corpse to my private morgue. The book is not copyrighted ; it takes a dollar to do it.

Louis Pilcher Apostro.Phe To Jackson City

At these words what blissful visions rise ; lift us from earth and draw towards the skies ; (ofttimes sudden like, not leaving our final direction). Heavy are thy burdens, grievous are thy wrongs; but broad of loins art thou, thy armor gert with thongs ; nor flood, nor feud, nor fires, can stay thy march for long. So onward, ever upward - inspire thy lips with song! For "Jack," thou hast the quality we designate as sand; so, onward. Christian soldier, and, partner, here's my hand!

Jackson City, noted, notorious, far-famed, far-flung - made up of men invincible; so strong. - so healthy that a sick one excites their mirth; nothing daunted, thou art'here to stay till the hills rock and tremble and crumble, for like Peter thou art founded upon a rock - seven of 'em - on seven hills, like Rome, thy Appian Way, the Pan Handle, Pan Bowl, where the rapid, rolling; North Fork loops the loop and, like the snake that made the track, it's going north while it's coming back.

O, Jackson City, once known as the City of Sudden Death, now known to be "The City of Certain Wealth," thou hast the men. thou hast the "guns" and thou hast the money, too.

O, Jackson City, thou self-sustaining "self-help" sinner - not a funeral note ; no appeal for help - no passing of hat. Oh, Bully Jackson City, thou proud Democratic gallinaceous bird, proud are we all of thee !

O, Jackson City, thou art rebuilded up better than the ancestors knew ; far better than thou dreamed of in the Dog Star Days agone - building a model mountain city set on seven hills, whose light cannot be hid ; whose "light" will never "fail" nor dim, for thou art the kilowat and the Tungsten and the Roentgen ray - in short, the hot stuff.

O, Jackson City, what opportunities are before thee. Look with thy mind's-eye up the vista of over an hundred miles at the railway trains following the serpentine meanderings of the Mighty North Fork River Valley with its coal, oil, gas, timber, ready to pour a stream of yellow metal into thy lap ; its hundreds of bi-products in live stock, garden, orchard and farm, its congested cornucopia of good things. See rising on "magic sails" wealth in cargo's heavy bales - and get a move on.

I've seen towns win out against great odds in Texas and Oklahoma. I've seen "selling platers" distance stake horse towns. Sometimes little things make or mar.

O, Jackson City, thou hast passed through times to try men's souls - floods, feuds, flame, and out of these crucibles thou hast come unscathed and purified "as by fire," stronger, and ennobled by the ordeals. Only heroic souls and invincible spirits are made greater by scaling seemingly insurmountable barriers, to march triumphantly over obstacles that line the Mghway of Progress. If thou hast yet left a few bad men let it not deter or discourage. Never despond. The sooner they shuffle off this mortal coil or are shuffled off, the better it will be for them, and this splendid community of manly and courageous men, of good and noble women and promising children. See to it, O, Jackson, that thrift and industry triumphs over idleness and viciousness : that education, (which forms the common mind ; the way the twig is bent the tree's inclined) wipes out ignorance and superstition ; that morality takes the place of degradation ; that virtue and chastity routs vice and crime ; that sanitation and sanity replace disease and madness. "Let there be life" and peace, not strife and death. But I'm preaching, and if there's any one thing I hate more than another it's cant, pretense and hypocrisy. Be good ; but be not goody-good.

O, Jackson City, community of surprises, with a jail that all one has to do is to raise the window and escape ; with a Sheriff elected by the people who "farms out" the office to a stranger who seems to fill the bill ; an experiment which works admirably and will have imitators elsewhere doubtless : a learned lawyer who advertised that he would apply for a pardon for a man charged with murder - not in jail : not in the penitentiary but at large ! having broke jail in a moment of turnkey absent mindedness.

With a City Council who pays the Police Judge $2 and the Chief of Police $2 for every case docketed and tried whether defendant is found guilty or not ! and so reckless art thou of money that no tax paying ass enjoins 'em-

O, Jackson City, with an Election Returning Board innoculated with the virus of varioloid of Nepotism that a brother (Democrat) to a Republican candidate, and a double cousin Republican refuse to issue certificates to the Democrats who, de facto, prima facie, are elected all the way from 50 to 500.

O, Jackson City, thou who say to Mormon preacher. Seventh Day Adventists and other freaks in religion and education "Never touched me," giving them the laugh as among the amusements of the passing show.

O, Jackson City, thou hast lawyers and lawyers and one so skilled in frame-ups that he has won the enviable title of "*Jail Breaker," who recently escaped through the meshes of a grand jury indictment; a preacher who saves souls while riding on a pass, seldom alighting long enough to change his laundry ; a female Gratiano who speaks more words than all Jackson City and never lands on a grammar ; a woman who can write like Mrs. Humphrey Ward, gifted sister of the late Mathew Arnold, and whose lips are as eloquent as those of Sophonisba Breckinridge of Hull House, Chicago; an optician who sailed around the world and who "settled" here, who has a theory that trachoma is due to the wholesale wearing of JO cent premium eye glasses, and that it is not atmospheric nor contagious. When found Dr. Stucky, make a note on ; a Nero of a photographer who while Jackson City was a Babylonian blaze, took snapshots at it from the top of the highest building for Collier's Weekly.

O, Jackson City, thou hast a County Attorney who succeeds in making the defendants laugh as he is convicting them by his Rabelasian wit and Homeric humor.

O. Jackson City, thou hast no diamond mines, but thou hast the next best substitutes, two Jewish merchants who know that printer's ink and radium are of equal value.

O, Jackson City, thou hast a man to thy lasting shame who never harmed anvbodv but himself whom you sold into slavery before the Temple of Justice on the infamous charge of vagrancy.

O, Jackson City, thou hast one Christian church which from the attendance or lack of it seems redundant with Bethany Virginia Bible College to the East of it and the Lexington College of the Bible West of it, yet it volleveth not nor thunders.

O, Jackson City, thou hast thy faults and grievous are they- Before thou layest claim to "city" thou'lt have to enforce thy obsolete city ordinance against the belled cow nuisance : thy skating rink is a scourge to the young and tender

( ). Jackson City, thou art one of the multiplicity of homes of A. Oscar Sears and Floyd Day, but if they ever get here they elude my Argus eyes. I've been on the lookout for Floyd Day and I've been on the smellout of Oscar Sears. Nothing doing.

Home of women of unrivaled and ravishing beauty; children radiant and pulsing with life ; men handsome, brave and chivalrous ; souls of hospitality and generosity, orators who speak like angels ; lawyers who would adorn any bar ; men and women filled with ennobling sentiments and poetry, what dost thou not promise in the near future ! Buckle on thine armor, let lances glitter in the sun. fight the good fight of faith, dethrone the wrong, enthrone the right; thou good and faithful soldier, ere long thou wilt go up head for keeps.

O. Jackson City, thou hast a National Bank capitalized for $100,000.00. with cash to the credit of individuals for over $200,000.00. and a State Bank capitalized for $75,000.00, with larger deposits, and hence thou hast the where-with-all, the mighty dollar, with which thou art liberal. The Money Devil is not master, but servant, here.

O, Jackson City, thou now hast elected a new Democratic Police Judge, and I tender him my most profound commiseration, for be it known this measly office has "ruined" more, otherwise promising men, than all others. Did you ever know of a Police Judge retiring with honors? Are not they abused, berated, maligned, execrated and anathematized ever after? Did you ever know of a Police Judge ever getting higher honors(?) thrust upon him?

There is now an evolution, and Police Judges have three Ohio examples - Mayor-Police Judges; two of them dead, Samuel (Golden Rule) Jones, Tom L. Johnson; and Brand Whitlock - a new order of men, and the latter goes up as Minister to some foreign country.

Doc Judge Swango is soon to retire to rebuild his lost professional practice, but he will never cut 'er. Lifelong enemies of men, their wives, sister^, mothers- So I say I tender my distinguished consideration ?) to Police Judge-elect, whom I commiserate if he be not a reformer. If he runs the office for profit woe is he ; if he is guided by a civilized head and heart he will go higher. I sympathize with him, for I was once Police Judge of Nicholasville, Ky., but I never fined a man for merely being drunk - a disease. It worked several reformations.

Jackson City'S Social Side

Jackson City is the social center of the mountains. It is here the circuses stop and draw great crowds from the surrounding country- Here the statesmen come when political questions wax warm, and gather large audiences by their masterful speeches. Jackson is, in fact, the metropolis of the mountains.

On coming into the town its "shut-in" appearance impresses strangers as a symbol of the lives of those living here. The lively whirl in which they soon find themselves shows them their mistake. Although we have not the parks of large cities, we have two or three points of unusual interest which are always the objective points of summer picnics and afternoon strolls, the Pan Bowl and High Knob. The former is the wonderful Rock Postoffice where names of many visitors testify to its popularity. All summer long picnics to these and other points of interest make life merry for young and old. There is always, however, one picnic that is looked forward to by every one ; the Union picnic of the Sunday school. A special train carries the big crowd of picnickers to Natural Bridge, and here every one forgets cares in one grand day of pleasure.

Picnics, especially family picnics, are common along the beautiful banks of the North Fork of the Kentucky River. The children can wade along the shallow shoals and the older ones can go to the ''swimming holes" for a plunge. Hook and line often play a part of these outings, and often in the early morning you can see a party returning from a fishing trip with a goodly string of "shining beauties."

Horses play an important part in the social life of the young people of Jackson City. In the cool of the evening merry parties canter over the mountain roads, ofttimes visiting Quicksand, Ky., or other neighboring places, and an accident rarely happens. We have some expert horsewomen. They ride the safe and sensible way - criss-cross.

The Gun Club is an organization which holds its meetings, for target practice, a little way from Jackson. Its members include both men and women. After the hunting season opens they practice on the abundance of squirrel and rabbit ; and at

Winter amusements consist mostly of home entertainment, and we have an excellent moving picture show. The entertainments given by the college and city school also help in that line.

A social organization known as the Jackson City Sewing Circle meets weekly. Its members, besides sewing, have a most enjoyable social time. Parties, picnics and receptions are given by the members for their families and friends, and holidays find them celebrating most elaborately.

Jackson City has not only a clean and fun-loving social atmosphere, but also a Christian influence. There was. until the big fire, five church buildings ; the Methodist. Christian, Presbyterian, Baptist and a Union church. Two lost their buildings in the fire. The Presbyterians are holding their services in Lees Collegiate Institute chapel and the Baptists in the Court House- Each of these churches has a strong Sunday school, and all but the P>aptists have a Christian Endeavor or Young People's Society. These societies have a social each month, and here the young people enjoy themselves in innocent amusements. All of the churches have Ladies' Aids or Missionary Societies. They, of course, give suppers, bazaars, etc., as do Aids the world over. The Aids of the Presbyterian and Raptist churches are now most diligently at work trying to assist in the raising of the necessary funds to rebuild. Although all the churches except the Methodist have been pastorless for some time, the people hold together by faith, and expect soon to have a pastor for each church. Of course other denominations are represented among us, but slight differences in beliefs are buried and forces are joined with one or the other of the churches for the doing of good and the work of charity.

It is easily seen that the social and religious life of Jackson City is not very limited, and there is a broad field of usefulness for any who care to assist and plenty of good, pure fun to drive dull care away after work. With true Southern hospitality the latch string is out and the reader is invited to see for himself.

The Jackson City School

The school- building at Jackson is one of the handsomest in the State. It is situated on Highland avenue, overlooking the town, the railroad and the winding river. It is 104 feet long and 56 feet wide, three stories high, including the basement. It "is lighted with ninety-six large windows, besides twenty-five in the basement- It is steam heated, and is furnished with modern desks in all the eight class rooms. It has four large halls, principal's private office, ladies' rest room, library room and a large auditorium, with stage,, dressing rooms, footlights and furnished with about 500 opera chairs In the basement are two large play rooms, boiler room and room for Domestic Science.

The present Board of Trustees - W. S. Sewell, G. T. Strong. Kelly Kash, June Jett and Wm. Combs - are all progressive meii and believe in schools, and will do all necessary to make this school the equal of any in the State.

The present faculty consists of Prof. H. H. Harris, educated at Rose Hill, Va'., and who was principal of the Beattyville Grade School for sixteen years : his wife, Allie R. Harris, in charge of the music class ; Mrs. Lucy Thompson, Mr. Robert Talent and Misses Grace Harris, Alice Combs and Nelle Brophv.

Kelly Kash, Lawyer

One of the most talented members of the Jackson Bar, noted for able lawyers, is Kelly Kash, who stands easily at the head of the younger class of legal luminaries.

Kellv Kash is not only an able lawyer, but he is an influential Republican politician and progressive citizen. Mr. Kash is a writer of ability and may yet be heard from in a literary way.

Jackson

Cities and towns are not creatures of accident or chance, and are not builded upon fiction or imagination, but are results brought about by causes and factors- There have been and are dreams of empire and growth and wealth and greatness, and these dreams are sometimes fulfilled and sometimes they fail. But in this present age of material development and progress, in these davs of advancement and growth, that community or section and that people that offers something in accord with a

Today the eye of Kentucky is upon the mountain section, upon this section overlaid with boundless and valued forests, upon these mountains pregnant with limitless deposits of minerals and ores ready for the hand of man. And when one casts about over this section of East Kentucky no county offers more than the mighty county of Breathitt, which is in itself a veritable empire and its capital city the town of Jackson.

Breathitt County was created more than seventy years ago and was named for a former Governor of Kentucky. Jackson, the county seat, was only a village at the outbreak of the Civil War ; and, in fact, Jackson enjoyed little growth until within the last ten years, the period in which development of timber and mineral resources have been commenced in different sections of the county. Today Jackson has about three thousand population, and bids fair to double this within the next five years.

In the way of natural advantages, many things could be said. Two branches of the Kentucky River, the Middle Fork and the North Fork, traverse Breathitt County, the former a distance of about twenty miles and the latter about thirty miles. Quicksand, a stream almost as large, has thirty miles in the county and Troublesome Creek has fifteen miles. These four streams carry many thousand saw logs to market during the tide seasons, and great volumes of heavy freight are carried upstream.

As to timber lands and coal fields, these are not surpassed in any county in Kentucky. Thousands of acres of forest yet remain to be removed, and large veins of coal have been found in almost all parts of the county. Cannel coal four feet thick and of the finest quality, and bituminous coal from four to seven feet are to be found in different sections of the countv.

And as a natural advantage, it might be remarked that the mountain scenery, the hills and valleys, and the streams and the mountain air are of the most attractive and purest to be found in all the land : and these are potent factors that go to build up and make the people of this county and this section a hardy, rugged, intellectual and strong race of people.

As to developments, Breathitt County has about sixty-five miles of railroad, together with twenty miles of narrow guage road that leads out to lumber developments- These roads carry vast amounts of freight to and from Jackson, and employ large numbers of men who make their headquarters at Jackson.

point of vantage in this great county and in this section that is scarcely equaled by any other town in all East Kentucky. The timber and mineral developments to the east of Jackson and extending to McRoberts, a distance of more than ninety miles, must come through Jackson to reach the outside world. This great section had heretofore enjoyed little opportunity for communication with the outside world. Means of travel were poor, roads were such as to discourage travel and the people in that section had no chance to reach the outside world and no chance to be reached except by most difficult means. Now that the railroad has entered that section and has taken developments and opportunities for travel the people arc taking advantage of the same and are communicating and becoming acquainted with the outside world. Naturally, Jackson is to receive the first benefits of this new relation : and the people of Jackson are preparing to meet this new fortunate condition and to care for it.

The new Graded School building, a $20,000 structure, overlooks the town from a beautiful location on the Heights, and is the first building to 'be seen by visitors coming into Jackson. Strong faculties are in charge of these schools and the children of Jackson are here given an opportunity for education that is not surpassed in any city of the State.

Jackson has four churches, all liberally patronized, and each with wideawake Sunday schools. Jackson also has two banks with aggregate assets of more than a million dollars, three wholesale establishments, up-to-date clothing and millinery stores and. groceries, electric lights, splendid telephone system, good hotels, two large saw mills, bottling works, bakerv, three drug stores and many other establishments and businesses that go to make Jackson an attractive and progressive city.

And Jackson will have more. The tide of enterprise and capita] and labor and development is coming our way, and ere long it can be said that Jacksoon is the metropolis and center of this highly favored and rich section of the State.

The Most Un Kindest Cut Of All

for Hazard, and you refer to him as a "flexible" writer- It isn't always that a mountain editor, or any editor for that matter, gets just the right word in describing men or things, but, by lurk, you've done it for my friend Looie. I have known his writing and him for a long time, and if any man ever was flexible in his statements and flexible with his pen, it is that same Pilcher. Why, he can stretch a fact from Whitesburg to Walla Walla. Wash., and not tear a hole in it. Nary a hole, Mr. Editor, and only a flexible writer of the highest qualifications can do that. Sometimes in his conversation I have heard the seams crack, but his flexibility saved it, and Looie went right ahead just as if an affidavit accompanied everything he said. But he never cracks a seam when he writes, and when he has finished his Hazard book the town won't know itself and will rub its eyes and look around to see if some wizard hasn't bewitched it into a new order of being. That's the kind of flexible writer Looie is, and you may depend that he will stretch it to the limit and never start a seam.

"Am glad to see that Hazard is to have a baseball club and a public bathhouse. Baseball and a bath are the most active advance agents of Progress, and Hazard is on the way. When I was in the mountains last baseball hadn't sprouted and I got a bath when the crick wasn't froze over.

If the reader is eeking any light or information on the feuds of Breathitt County this book will be a disappointment, for I want to go back to the "City of Sudden Death," and I don't like to write about feuds, anyway. I want to write about something of human interest to normal folks, for feuds and pistol Kiting are so vulgar and low flung, but if you want a rehash of the feuds after they have been emaciated and emasculated and pulverized and skinned to a frazzle by yellow journals till they are "puky," why read "The Call of the Cutrnberland." by Charles Neville Buck, which is a thin disguise of the 1 Iargis-Callahan feuds, and the last chapter, the assassination hi I'M Callahan; his store stockade; Dr. Stucky's clinic; Dr. Edward O. Guerrant's "School," Volney G. Mullikin's bloodhounds, etc., etc., and very charmingly and dramatically told.

The author of the story is a brother of Buck of Midway, once ex-Minister to Peru, appointed under Cleveland's administration, as recommended by the late Senator James B. Beck;

Beech Hargis. Tom Hargis, Lillie Callahan, Tom Marcum, all went to school at Wilmore, and I saw all of them the day Judge J. B. Marcum was assassinated ; all hustling from Belleview College for Jackson City. The names and places are all so thinry disguised that every character in the story will be readily recognized.

1 might refer you to other authors who "tech" on feuds ; Washington Noble's booklet, '"Behold He Cometh in a Cloud." He was assisted by Editor Emin Elam of the Salyersville Mountaineer, and Editor Spencer Cooper, of the Hazel TJreen Herald, making an interesting symposium.

Another book, "Mothering on Perilous," or teaching on Troublesome boys who wear such militant names as Caesar, Hannibal, Napoleon, Lee, Ulysus, Leonidas, Hecter, Achilles; or other names in literature and science as Herschel, Jonah, Esau - showing that they do not always have their Scripture on straight ; or novel names, such as Claude Duvall, etc., etc-

The late Judge T. T. Scott, of Richmond, said from the Bench that no man should be fined for being drunk in a municipality where saloons were licensed ; that you might with equal justice fine a man for his rheumatism or for diabetes or for consumption ; to fine him and confine him, to throw him in a vile and loathsome jail, only aggravated the case and was a reflection on the intelligence and humanity of such Judges; that drunkenness should be treated scientifically.

Mayor-elect Lewis Hays, Jr., who was indorsed for the honor again, writes well ; but if he would further popularize his good reputation he will attend Police Courts and sit himself often and use his power to ameliorate or correct excessive fines should there be any, as Mayor Cassidy, of Lexington, does, when the Police Judge shows his prejudice or littleness

After serving as Police Judge for three months - I was barely twenty-one - I resigned to liye clown my reputation, for I made a few enemies of "disorderlies ;" but made two friends ; two men from Madison County who fought fair with the "raw ones" a draw- They set the example of the manly art of selfdefense and I wanted the example to have imitators, so I dismissed them. I was exceedingly unpopular with the City Marshal and the City Attorney. I was a revelation to them that they never could interpret.

A Literary Venture

Several literary personages are assisting me in collaborating on a book of Minor Poets of Kentucky: some feathered songsters, and some who, perhaps, are just sprouting their pin feathers; and that the book will be called "Kentucky Poets as is Poets :" not overly famous, but who have, nevertheless, a local habitation and a name in the localities where they reside ; poets and sentimentalists, who have not sufficiently heard the blare of fame ; but who have kinship with the immortals, who were recently embalmed in two octavo volumes by our local poet. John Wilson Townsend. It is believed that the publication will prove a popular best seller, and that it will not reduce, to the verge of bankruptcy, the purchaser, as the "sets" will not be numbered, nor will they be bulky enough to become a burden on the hands of the gentle reader, who may chance to browse along this overlooked pasture green.

The book will contain brief biographical sketches, and such selections as the modest authors may indicate themselves, and thus it cannot be said that they are treated unfairly, as is often the case, when the selection are made by alien or incompetent hands.

This proposed set of four volumes, making a handy set, wiH sell for four "bucks," i2mo., neatly and morally bound in whole cloth, and it will in no way compete or conflict with "Kentucky in American Literature," as our no longer callow youth, Mr John Wilson Townsend, well knows; but we are

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doing it as a matter of love and disinteredness, and in order to rescue the immortal "bunch" from dumb oblivion into which many of them have fallen ; for Poet Townsend is no longer the callow youth or precocious meteor who flashed athwart the literary heavens at 21. He is now getting down to "brass tacks." and is mastering the art preservative of all the arts, from the bottom up, his fall and "header" like Lucifer, having ended as a police court reporter. We are making this announcement in order to get help in the arduous preparation of this proposed literary venture, and we hope it will have the desired effect.

In my lazy methods of literary procedure I lazily and naturally follow the line of least resistance and greatest traction, to speak scientifically, if the work ever sees the light of day, for I am a lazy, scurvy literary Nihilist with several literary irons in the celestial forge for which publishers, with voracious maws are clamoring ; and especially my copy for my immortal Story of Jackson, to be done at the last minute, at one series of sittings, as our late lamented Dr. Sam Johnson would say.

were, since I formed the hospital habit. I will need all the assistance possible or the inspiration will die a-bornin', which vividly reminds me that many other friends have flown before, so I hope that on the morrow this darling of the gods may not be kidnapped by temporizing, for what I do now has got to be done in a jiffy, for I am no longer as young in years as I was formerly, but I am still a four-year-old in spirit.

After hurriedly running my mind's eye over the table of contents of Townsend's book, I saw that he had not encroached far enough onto my "preserves'' or intellectual short commons to cause me to despair of putting my project into execution. There is some live matter not included or locked up in his publisher's "chases," and so I will now be in a hurry for two reasons, viz. : that he threatens to get out A Dictionary of Kentucky Authors, and the second rationale is that I am going to marry and stop making copy for printers, and otherwise reform.

Here are a few of my pets - I have formed no close corporation nor have 1 organized a Mutual Admiration Society, and 1 am not peeved because John left me out of his book, for where there is no desire there is no deprivation, and he never went so far as to ask me for a biograph of my checkered oat meal career, nor did he ask me to subscribe.

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Now, the reader will readily see by the dawn's early light that these persons are not all poets ; far different ; nor are they all literary headlights, nor are all the mass we are served in Townsend's bibliophile ; but no odds. They all have something interesting to say, and that's the crux - the milk of the cocoanut. Some of them are dead and can't speak for themselves except to a favored few spiritualists. Some of them are half-dead and some of them are dead again, as was said of Lazarus, but some of 'em are very much alive, and dead or half-dead I love every bone in their bodies or heads for that matter.

No, they are not all poets, as for instance the late Sam'l McAfee Duncan, "who did more to preserve the early history of Jessemine County than all others," diligently read all of Milton's theological disquisitions and ecclesiastical brain-fags, but he told me that he never read Paradise Lost nor any other poem in his life, and that he "wouldn't give a chaw of tobacco for all poetry." fortifying it with the comment of Thos. Carryle that there was no longer any excuse for poetical forms, anyway-

I may not be a judge of such matters, but it appears to my limited vision that the Gettysburg address of old Abe ought fo entitle him to a niche in my Hall of Fame, as T understand from Mr. A. G. Leonard that it is printed in bold and unhaltercd letters and swings where every student in Oxford College may see it as a model of condensation and English. There was a time when, my heart was volcanic and I gave a warwhoop when I heard that J. Wilkes had fixed his chronometer balance, but time's effacing fingers (I quote from a forgotten female poetess) changes our angle of vision since Betsy died, and T don't begrudge being generous to a foe and a good Indian who was born in Clark County, despite Editor Watterson's sizzling and blasphemous protest in his lecture on Lincoln, his "life" of Lincoln, which for some occult reason is still hanging on the time copv hook.

I haven't time nor space to particularize except as to a few names which I have catalogued under stress of boys calling for contract "copy" and creditors in a pinch to excuse further comment, as excuses are generally lies, as the prophet says truthfully, but I desire to state that I think that Rebecca Harding Davis deserves special mention on account of her fascinating pictures of earlv life and manners of Kentucky "quality," and not because she in a moment of absent-mindedness became the mother of Richard Harding Davis, prima facie evidence, however, that by her simple process of natural selection she discounted the feverish and pernicious and pertinacious bunch of Engenics, and although Dickie has made good in certain quarters of the beautiful but frazzled East, I am not so awfully stuck on his style, and which reminds me of a story. One night in a Boston restaurant for the hoi polloi. two men seemed to give offense by their presence at the big Sauer beer table, when Davis jumped up and said :

My poet friend, Blvthe Anderson, thought that the man whose very prose was tinged with sentiment and poetry, "Falcon," ought to have had a place in his two heavy-weight volumes of recent issue, and I accede to the impression, risking rather Blythe's literary acumen to my own dull and punky opinion ; and hence J. Soule Smith is on our bill of fare for wit, wisdom and mental pabulum, which flowed from his reservoir with such originality and spontaneity and largess.

Many touching comic rhymes have been written by Donald Padman, of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, which for potency and puissancy and brevity have never been equaled, as for instance this :

This is decidely personal. I do not include my euphonious name in "Poets as is Poets." for the same reason, doubtless, that John Wilson Townsend had for not exposing poor me. I have written several volumes of inspired idiocy, but I always had a sufficiency of gumption and anagosity to let 'em slide unsignatorv : there being multifarious reasons and prima facie, that there was something for the expert alienists to diagnose about my aplomb mind, without adding this redundancy which might have landed me in a padded cell whether or no.

A luminous and voluminous "producer" is Harry Giovannoli, the editor of the Lexington Leader, and for many years his sketches sparkled and bubbled in the Danville Advocate. I recall his story "A Ringer Wrung on Ringers."

Will S. Hays, whose songs went the rounds of the world, certainly deserves a niche in the Hall of Kentucky Fame, although once he said, "Mr. Prentice, have you seen my last song?"

Think of Lincoln's letter to a Boston mother who had given five sons to her country, a model of English which hangs in an English College as a guide to students.

At one time I organized the Kentucky Writers' Association, and the first meeting was held at Chalybeate Springs in Jessamine County, and if I could find a copy of the Jessamine Journal many names of aspiring writers would be suggested which are now lost to memory dear.

For obvious reasons as thick as realty agents in Lexington I have refrained from presenting object lessons in support of the contention that the brilliant police reporter is a poet, for I have had a symposium diligently searching his evidences of literary industry for weeks with the aid of a jimmy and a dark lantern and occult appliances for an inkling of sentiment or imagination or originality to no purpose, and hence the only specimen of poetry I can find is from a recent report of a Matinee Race, which I hear he wrote and read behind the woodshed a week before it eventuated, and hence he is getting on to the curves of pinnacle journalism as ladeled daily by the Hearst papers.

If the "dope" I am injecting into those in esse and in posse has the desired effect on the reader and on the bards of promise and on John, T will be fully compensated for the infinite pains I have self-inflicted on the innocent reader and on myself, and as this seems a good place to knock off. let 'er slide.

ripilated hostilities(?) to fly off at a tangent of irresponsibility, whenever and wherever the psychological moment shows its frontispiece, or even if there is a smell wafted to my supersensitized olfactories, I remain respectfully,

About Hotels

The Lawson Hotel reminds me of the old Candler Hotel of Somerset, where I domiciled one winter of 19x37 during the Roosevelt panic, which that tall and lonesome poplar, Kinsolving, said 1 helped to bring on by selling those big Texas ranches. It was situated between the two swell modern hotels, the New Cumberland at the Queen & Crescent Depot and the Newtonian Hotel, down town opposite the Court House.

If 1 wanted to learn anything about Somerset or Pulaski County or Wayne County, The Candler was my bureau of information. 1 called it the House of a Thousand Candlers, for there I met the great body of the people who did things.

If I wanted railroad news I went there just as I'd go to the Ewen Hotel here. If I wanted drummers' jokes and the society of swell loafers I'd go to the Newtonian Hotel, but I went to the Candler for news and I got it, and I found it the same here at the Lawson Hotel.

The office is friendly-like, the food in abundance is there on the ring of the bell. There are neat and pretty girls for waiters; everybody joins in social converse, and in short it is homelike and quiet and orderly nights.

Newspapers Past And Present

The Jackson Times is a consolidation of the Jackson Hustler (second one established by Tom Morrow, now a job printer of Winchester) ; The Breathitt County News and the Jackson Times, established several years ago by Ryland C. Musick, a lawyer from Virginia. It is now edited by Attorney W. T. Cope (now H. S. Barnett ; now Jno. T. Hindman), and I have only seen one copy of it under the new arrangement. It is said that John Hindman also writes editorials. It is labeled "A Democratic Paper." A good one on Editor Cope, which he will appreciate : a man said to me : "Cope's editorials remind me of Henry Watterson's." I looked to see if he was jesting and I saw he was in earnest. "Yes, and if you were an exchange editor you'd find several hundred editors who wrote like Henry Watterson, and they are not imitators. They are armed with a trusty pair of scissors and they read the Courier- Journal religiously. If a printer setting reprint in long primer (ten point) comes to the credit at the bottom of the article and it is marked italic he must shift from his stool and go hunt another "case," and he frequently "nods" and if the editor doesn't examine his own "proofs" the paper goes to press with Henry Watterson's editorial flamboyant as his'n. Editor Cope is capable of writing his own editorials, but there is but one Marse Henri, and most of the editorials in his sheet are written by others on his staff. But as I am encroaching on Desha Breckinridge's territory in blurting the secrets of the editorial prison house I desist from further revelations.

I think all "Democratic newspapers" should be independent ; it would save them from embarrassment and criticism- The Jackson Times is criticised for printing an article written by the Republican candidate for County Judge just before the election and marked "Adv., ' which interpreted means "Bought and Paid For."

Jackson Journalism is full of thrills. The Jackson Hustler was dynamited, the revived Jackson Times, destroyed by fire; the Breathitt County News took refuge in Uncle Sam's postoffice building as a precautionary measure. Nobody wants U. S. Government sleuths on his trail. Everybody has a mortal antipathy for Government officials.

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It was supposed that the objectionable article by a Republican was the motive and that the act reflected on the Democrats. How did the secret "leak" out? Nobody believes that anv Democratic candidate or any friend of any Democratic candidate had ought to do with the "outrage," and the whole farce rebounded with the force and effect of a catapault and flew back with the surprise and the suddenness of a boomerang.

Perhaps no Republican had aught to do with it. There are more strange things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamed of in your philosophy.

A Retrospection

I hope the gentle reader will indulge me in a little retrospection and of a reminiscent hue. For several weeks I have occupied the same little office which for twenty years was occupied by H. Clay (Limited) as a law office. It was used hy Madison Johnson and by the Buckners. I am sure that the fact that these offices have been minutely described by Novelist James Lane Allen do not lift the depression that weighted me down, for I drew no inspiration therefrom, but upon the contrary I wished they were rearranged so that one working at 2 A. M. wouldn't be exposed to every passer-by, some of whom would knock on the window ; some come in and break our trains and chains of puissant Thought.

Allen himself was once a great, poor, metaphysician; now a risque author, playing to the hoi polloi and the galleries, in order to sell his novels. He has told many scandals in order to sell his wares, but as those scandalized are dead as herrings it makes little difference.

I can get more inspiration out on the sweeping river or the cailebrake than I can get in these cramped, squalid offices which once held the soul and spirit of H. Clay.

It is my purpose next if Providence smiles to visit Beattyville. where I haven't been since July 5, 1905-6, when Judge Lewis was sitting in the cases against Judge Hargis and Sheriff Callahan. I spent the Fourth of July at the Nina Web with the hotel crowd, as it was a holiday.

Denny went up to report the trial, and he Wrote the Courier-Journal a peonage story a negro who was cooking at the Nina Web told him of at Moynahan's rock crushing camp.

At Xicholasvillc I assisted Moynahan in answering it. The publication first and last cost the Courier-Journal $20,- 000 damages. Moynahan afterward went to Beattyville and shot the negro twice, but didn't kill him. His case went to the Federal Court at Richmond, but it never came to a trial. ' I want to see Beattyville ; I want to see Judge Frank Sutton ; I want to see Stuart Somerville ; I want to see - lack of space forbids.

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Said : "Come on, boys come show your worth - There's Beattyville, our journey's end; Sweet Beattvville, just 'round the bend." Oh, Beattyville! Oh, Beattyville! Despite thy roads I love thee still !

I am frequently asked what is my religion. Recently I saw a discouraged Presbyterian evangelist traveling Eastern Kentucky. He said these mountain preachers and elders and deacons need God to send another Ingersoll to stir, 'rouse them from their deadly lethargy. Said I : "As a fine substitute, what's the matter with Pastor Russell?"

I answer religious query with the aphorism of the French savant of the School of the Encyclopaedia : "All gentlemen have the same religion." "And what is that?" "No gentleman ever tells." It is the religion of Tolerance.

There's something besides your dollars to save. And it is Christian work. Oh, roll the "bones" over the stones and spread 'em thick. Don't be a mud dauber.

Fire, not unlike a physical fact, struck the weakest point, the place of least resistance and greatest traction - the law of evolution - our "typhoid zone," as one might say, and now there is left strong and puissant Jackson City, with nothing left on slippery sand foundations ; nothing shacky to menace the durable and lasting.

Not My Forte

It is not in my line to write up feuds, tragedies and crimes. I leave that to Author Mutzenberg and some gifted lawyer he generally yokes up with. While at Hazard last spring I sketched Mutzenberg's French-Eversole, Hatfield-McCoy and Rowan County feuds. I heard Mutzenberg was at Frankfort collaborating with a briefless lawyer who is of course a genius to lean toward literature - named Bell I think - I heard while at the Capital recently. Hunt Jackson (who does not remember "H. H." - Helen Hunt Jackson) - a gifted Frankfort attorney who used to carry a route for one of my many Lexington newspapers, knew nothing of the Mutzenberg prospectus. I think it must have been Commissioner Bell who was editor of The Harrodsburg Republican newspaper. They were writing a history of the great crimes, feuds and tragedies of Kentucky, including the Goebel assassination. Judge Herndon told me Mutzenberg was dead - and then Captain Whitehead of the police force corrected His Honor by making his State worse, that poor Mutzenberg was in an insane asylum ; then another officer said he had been dismissed and had gone to the mountains. Sure signs of returning sanity.

Just contemplate what a terrible nightmare such a book would produce on the plastic minds of the youth of Kentucky; a veritable Chamber of Horrors.

J. Frank Kash Jackson, Kv

No wonder poor "Mut" fled the asylum for the mountains of Rotterdam, a Hepsidam or Dontgiveadam where the woodbine twineth and the whang-doo-dle mourneth for its firstborn ah !

If so, patronize us, in our days of struggling, budding genius. If this book by Messrs. Mutzenberg and Bell is ever published, as for and mine( ?) give us the Tip Top Weekly, the Hogwallow Kentuckian and Ben Sewell's Big Pistol. When we sit at the Reading Room I am a little singular and queer and cranky about my reading matter I know.

I am "burnt out" on books and magazines and newspapers ; an extinct volcano and I prefer a fish pole and sermons in stone, such as one gets at Schoonmaker's Artificial Stone Ballast Quarries ; books in running brooks - a quotation from old Shakespoke which puzzled the literal-minded Scotchman who said the Bard doubtless meant to write "sermons in books ; stones in running brooks."

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The man is devoid of the sense of the ludicrous ; or the saving grace of honor. He's Little by name and a Lilliputian by nature; meager, cramped, squaled nature; a genus homo of the pigmy species.

a very elegant elderly lady who couldn't read heard one of her daughters reading of a drunken brawl in which her reckless nephew figured. Lifting her big spectacles to her corrugated brow she said with baited breath and solemnity :

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Rev. John L. Waller, a noted Baptist preacher, once stated in an impassioned sermon that he had burned Alexander Campbell's translation of the Holy Bible, but there must have been a few other copies the Reverend gentleman overlooked.

A few days after the burning I received a shipment of them and while nearly everybody is reading and laughing over the book, 1 have heard of nobody burning it.

Now that's what I call a gentleman and a scholar and a man of literary acumen ; of humorous discernment ; who knows what is intended to awaken one's risibilities !

On Being An Author

This thing of being a maker of books is so new to me that I am puzzled and perplexed when I contemplate it behind the woodshed. Heretofore I was known as a maker of paragraphs for newspapers, and now to be an Author, at times, causes me embarrassment and "gives me pause" as to whether I do not regret it or am vain about it. I contemplate myself with mixed and mingled emotions.

I don't like this conspicuosity, this band of Greek fire about my throbbing brow: these bay leaves, and the loss .of sleep my malignant and brutalicd publishers and printers give me. So far I've smelt few roses and felt many thorns. The proof readers not only carry a full supply of thorns, but thev carry the raw material to make them out of - and they seem to take fiendish and diabolical delight in pricking a new author's cuticle : putting them in one's bed and on one's easy chair, and then this printer man he danceth eke around, contorting and convolving himself like a Snake »dian doing the Annual Snake Dance.

I demand the Author's proof sheets - the Author's proofs, I say, with all the hautier that 1 can command, and then when I am through marking, these long double-column slips of printing and the intelligent linotype operator casts his optics at it - he throws a series of fits - for I am their despair.

When I was a boy - "the abridgment of all that is pleasant in man" - my dreams were not of authorship. I contemplated a career on the high seas- - something akin to - piracy.

Had "Treasure Island" and "Kidnapped" ante-dated my birth I might have been a captain of a piratical crew instead of being a mild, polite, harmless and homeopathic member of the literati and having my immortal productions criticised to my face by the dilettante and the creme de la creme and the rough necks. « of the literary merits of these fantastic and diaphanous children of my creative genius, but I like - that sounds homelike - my "Story of Whitesburg, Ky., The Open Sesame to Midas' Mines" far better than I do my "Story of Hazard, Ky., the Pearl of the Mountains," but I've been told that while I'm a famous author - in this neighborhood,- - I lack the critical sixth sense ; that the Hazard creation when compared to the Whitesburg brochure is as the heavenly luminary to a tallow dip - but Whitesburg was the first born and on it I poured out my soul and most of my oversold in a little room at the K-Y Hotel as my assistant adviser, companion, co-respondent, financial agent. Pythias, Horatio, William Kelley Brown, paced the floor and iterated :

He was in "Circuit Co't at Whitesburg" where he was "adefendin' three niggers" who doubtless now, in concert with me, cry "Alas !" too, for they all went over the road.

just how my "Story of Jackson City, Breathitt County, Kentucky, the Inspiration of the New Kentucky. 1 ' is going to rank with my two famous booklets deponent saith not; but I think it's going to raise the reddest end of hell - no profanity is meant ; for some of this book was perpetrated when I was boiling hot. "sizzling hot," to quote the condition and not a theory of Sir John Falstaff when he was dumped from the clothes hamper stuffed with soiled linen into the brook to save Mistress Page from a scandal.

After my arrival in Jackson, to get down to brass tacks and clear the decks for literary action - things happened whether fortuitously or by design, to cause me annoyances - the enemy at work - one man only - or was it the devil - but I soon overcome these difficulties and now count them as among my long list of comic miseries.

Now T know I am violating the fundamental and inexorable rules of great authorship by exuding myself into this story, but I had rather "just miss fame" on this story - and spit it out. In mv absence at Chicago the dear, dilapidated Thompson House went up in the recent conflagration.

I had stopped there for private reasons. When I left Jackson nearly two years ago Squire Edwards was the landlord and as I owed Squire a little bill T had to be loyal. After my notorious name was on the Register I learned that Squire had shut up shop and gone to Perry County to get rich quick.

publishers, paying them in full. That nearly strapped me - poor collections at Hazard and Whitesburg - Authors are never business men and must conform to the rules of Bohemia. Brer Snowden said for me to go a-head to Chicago - see my grand niece and grand nephews - sure sign that I am in the sere and yellow leaf - surer one when the sociable stranger dubs me "Uncle" - and to come back.

1 went lame at Lexington, the charmed city of a thousand-and-one enchantments, and a legion of devils." An abrasion below the ankle above the heel - too much concrete - too much election - too many bedless nights.

T neglected the injury. Dr. McGinnis of the McClelland Building examined it, scientifically, microscopically; fed some burning acid to it - I know it was acid, for I could taste it - dressed it, bandaged it and offended me by advising to keep clean with soap and water and change bandages frequently. The day following the election I went to Jackson City, where I staid two days, silent and contemplative; neither mixing nor mingling.

My mind reverted to that old Greek author. Homer, and his Iliad, the hero Achilles, who had braved all danger on sea and field of battle, at last to "croak" from a slight wound in the heel - from a Hying Parthian arrow, and in my molecular imagination I could not help but draw a parallel between Achilles" fate and my ''wound."

I, too. had braved all sorts of dangers in the wild days of Oklahoma and Clark street, Chicago, recently. I had had the temerity to brave the dangers of Water street, Lexington, and escaped with my life though struck a blow on the mouth that cracked my artificial upper deck, changing its conformation so that it and the roof of my mouth don't dwell together homologicallv.

Was a little mean thing like that to mean my finish? I was aroused from my Contemplations on Death by the plaintive whine of the woman wanting a week's board in advance.

I departed, leaving no black plume as a token of the truth my soul had spoken, leaving my heavy suit case filled with valuable manuscripts, some laundry and three brands of chewing tobacco.

- I went to another place where I kept my counsel, although I was conscious after a few days that I was under surveillance and I couldn't do a thing satisfactorily in the way of setting my hopper to work grinding out "copy," although my brain was in a convolutionary state so that I couldn't sleep except by spells. Finally to my relief the expected "blow" descended:

"You will have to pay us $2.50 per diem in advance ; you owe $3 across the river; you owe $13 to another house." I saw the fellow was a mind reader and for fear that he might reveal something disgraceful in my life I said little.

That night I sat self-satisfied in security of the historic Lawson Hotel among friends and with the best room in the house - grate heated, electric lighted, I wrote 120 pages of copy from 4 p. m. to 10 p. m. and retired and slept like a Ross Sloniker saw log - defying doctors, wounds in heels, the "book burner," (who cremated my Hazard booklet), misshipped box of books, failure of debtors at Hazard and Whitcsburg to "come across" that I might pay these three measly hotel bills and tell them all something eloquent.

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Now as 1 write 1 am in my usual amiable frame of mind, which "works" as if it had been lubricated with sweet oil and perfumed with atter of roses.

Sequel and moral to this tale : How did a strange hotel clerk, who told me confidentially that he didn't know anybody in Jackson, learn of my other hotel indebtedness?

Railroad Building

The L. & N. Railroad has hundreds of hands and several big contractors, among them Mason & Hanger, putting in miles and miles of sidings, spurs and branches - making a net work of steel rails. At many places the road beds are being elevated and the lines shortened.

The Ohio & Kentucky Road runs to Compton, 18 miles from Jackson City, and the Mountain Central Road has a junction west of here near Natural Bridge - a narrow gauge road owned by Day Bros.

At Quicksand the Kentucky Hardwood Company has a line eighteen miles through its vast timber leases for hauling its logs to the three saw mills at Quicksand.

There is general complaint of mountain water, but in every town may be found just the kind of drinking water one prefers, all of it with more or less minerals in it - but nothing deleterious like water with alkaline properties. The celebrated springs at Irvine, Estell County, are famous for health-giving virtues.

It is a well-known fact in sociology of Kentucky and the South that the Afro-American race has for long been the "escape valve" in morality or immorality - there also being another division, immorality.

In certain sections of Kentucky - notably in the eastern part - the absence of Negroes has laid the heavy toll upon the white race, and hence there is more white immorality than in communities where Negroes abound, Central Kentucky and many Southern States having a greater number of Negroes than Caucassians.

It is not fair to the white sections to put the percentage of female failures against them. It is well known that both male and female procurers and procuresses from Lexington Louisville and Cincinnati are constantly plying the white slave traffic in Eastern Kentucky, where there are so many healthy and beautiful but poor young girls and women led into temptation to their ruin.

It is unfair for moralists to say that there isn't a great percentage of virtue and chastity - all things being equal - in the highlands as in the valleys - and that conditions are growing better and worse where fashion, wealth and society is more highly organized ; where the leisure classes dress, dawdle and undress : where wines, champagne and automobiles have mad sway ; where the jocund round of mirth and music adds to the giddy swirl, sweeping victims into the vortex of fornication, and where the maelstrom sucks adulterers and adulteresses ; where the Seventh Commandment is a jest to be lightly repealed. High living means fast conduct too often.

We will not stand for miscegenation. It is said that in Louisville and Indianapolis, Cincinnati and Chicago, that many depraved and degenerate white women have Negro husbands.

No place is and no time was when any healthy, normal race of people among all the peoples of the ethnological congregation was free from sinners of both sexes. According to Holy Writ it was so of God's chosen people, the Israelites, as witness the whip of Isaiah and the lash of Jeremiah for those caught "sinning in the tents."

Under our system of monogamy - and loose marriage and divorce laws - we will always have "The Strange Woman" and the Adam tempting Eve to taste to her death.

Odd and singular as it may appear morality among the American Indians is of the highest and it reaches a high state of perfection among the civilized tribes.

In The Mind'S Eye

Standing on the Heights as I look up the North Fork Valley with my mind's eye for 103 miles to the terminus I see it swarming with men and industry ; I hear the detonations and reverberations of the dynamite blastings for coal and railroad sidings, spurs and branches.

I hear the impact of drills for oil and natural gas and wells of water. This bombardment of the industrial peace army is music to the ear and money to the pocket - a new and till now undiscovered country; so new that the smell of paint pervades the circumambient air, and resinous also from felling of pine and cedar and spruce and gum. We arc shaking the stuffin' out o' these old hills to make 'em cough up. One coming up here, if he slept all the way from Louisville or Cincinnati, except to change cars, just now would know he was in the glorious mountains of Eastern Kentucky by the chestnut hulls and the persimmons ; the rich sorgum molasses and the white liquor.

Such scenery and just to think that old Stoddard and his Travel Lectures never saw the picturesque Kentucky River at many places more rugged in grandeur and beauty than the Hudson.

Is it any wonder that Paul Sawyer has spent several years putting it on canvas? That there Robert Burns Wilson goes for poetry and pictures?

Waterfalls that lay in the shade the Falls of Minnehaha, made classic by Longfellow's Hiawatha! Old Stod makes no mention of Bluegrass beauty of scenery, and he is yet to explore Mammoth Cave, the wonder of our continent.

We are too proud to commercialize our beauties of nature to Yankeefy our Torrents, our Natural Bridges, our High Bridge. 312 feet - a cantilever spanning the river on the Queen & Crescent Railway, the highest bridge in America. What a feat of engineering is King's Mountain Tunnel ! Not in length comparable to the Hoosac probably, but worthy of note. Here scenery - tree, parasite, vine green or many colored till winter; here water maples, green after trees are bare and denuded in the parched Bluegrass.

I find up here a high power telephone system replacing the telegraph on the entire line of railway 200 miles, and it is said to be so satisfactory that it will replace the Morse alphabet, for in using the telephone system any station can be called direct, while the telegraph system makes it necessary to call all intervening operators to get the one you want.

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1 hear that some of the pupils are in the sere and yellow leaf; but who go upon the motto better late than never. Here we have the contrast, youth teaching- grandpap how to spell; pretty schoolma'ms making garrulity and senility mind their le--'.ns.

It reminds me of Thos. Hood's rude wood cut of "Better Late Than Never" in one of his "Comic Annuals," where the Great Master of Fun drew pictures of old scouts -'Hiding in a row "saying" their lessons and one derelict perched -p on a dunce's stool with a tall fool's cap on his head.

Herbert Spencer once told a fellow that his early e Ideation had been sadly neglected because he played such 1 rotten game of billiards. Children as a rule would like to neglect their early education till they are eligible for the Methuselah classes, but fond parents shouldn't indulge 'em too far.

No Hook Worm

Tf the hook-worm is so easily routed why isn't the simple remedy made public? It would spoil the game and kill the goose that lays the golden egg.

"The diagnosis of the disease is very simple, and consists of the examination of a portion of the discharge from the bowels the size of a bean with the microscope. It is not at all necessary to see the person examined.

"The treatment is very simple, safe and certain, and requires only two or three doses of medicine, which may be taken on Sunday without any loss of time from work or school."

Franz Joseph Spengler City

Despite its national and international reputation, life is as safe in Jackson City as it is anyWhere if one attends to his own busin-jss and avoids Snake Valley. Here is a mountain town of 3,coo population with only one policeman and but little for him to do except collect city taxes and electric light bills.

"Life is safer among the feudists of the mountains of Kentucky than it is in the Borough of Manhattan. Living is less fuddled in the Bluegrass than the Bronx. Even the scrub politicians who sometimes work into places of emolument and honor here are a trifle cleaner and less ravenous than the wolves who there prowl at all hours of the day and night between the purlieus of the Great White Way and the Legislative Light in the Capitol at Albany."

Lithograph Stone

It may not be generally known that the best lithograph stone is found in the mountains of Kentucky ; the kind used by Puck and Judge and comic papers.

I have seen them printing the sheets and putting all the colors on the cartoons with one impression. Heretofore the papers had to be run through the presses one color at a time.

Of course the drawings have to be transferred to the stone and then treated chemically to turn the trick, and hence the comic sections are produced very cheap.

The recent fire here has had the effect of springing the price of business sites. The sites of the two burned churches on Main street are now worth more than the churches originally cost for business purposes and the elders would do well to rebuild on more suitable sites. There is such a thing as overreaching, however, and that is the reason that the growth of Whitesburg is retarded while new towns are springing up all along the new line of railroad. A few persons own all the good building sites in Whitesburg and they had better give some of them away if they would harvest the unearned increment on the others.

Jackson City Recruiting Station

At Jackson City there is a large armory building used for drilling, etc., and the Jackson City Recruiting Station for the United States Army receives more enlistments than at any station south of the Ohio River I hear from credible authority.

Mountain men are fighting men and Kentuckians are fighters. History shows that there were more Kentuckians enlisted in the Spanish-American war, the Civil war, the war with Mexico, the war of 1812, according to population, than nearly any other Southern State. Mountain men are big, powerful fellows ; young men mostly who enlist ; men of courage and fine marksmen ; sometimes "ignorant, wary and good shots," like the Boers.

"Squirrely Eye" gained his euphonious soubriquet because he could put a rifle ball through the head of a chipmunk- The mountain lad never lets any game escape his deadly "bead."

Army Of Lawyers

One wonders how the many busy lawyers get so muc business, as the criminal practice, though dockets are swolle isn't enough to support nearly forty lawyers in Jackson. Bf there is much civil practice, and then the great coal coni panics, timber companies and mineral companies have to hav abstracts of titles, and there is also - much land in dispute there is also much land held in adverse possession, maw ing much litigation by men and companies holding land paten^ and land grants, etc. Besides all this, there are so many ir corporated companies formed and forming; saw mills, indepci dent branch railroads to get out timber, mineral companie stone, tie, spoke and log companies ; non-mineral companie etc., and all of these companies have to be represented by abl lawyers. Many land lawyers practice in the Circuit Courts, th Federal Courts, the Appellate Courts, and the Supreme Cou of the United States, where vast areas of timber and coal lane were and are in dispute. Many successful lawyers have e riched themselves as attorneys for clients, and it said that "it wouldn't be healthy" for some of these \a 4 yers to get far away from their homes "where men hold-- grie

There are of course briefless lawyers and lawyers who adorn the profession without actively practicing - interesting men who at some time may become famous as one bound into the arena - at the psychological moment ; geniuses, not plodders, like Mr. Mark Anthony, when all he needed was that mantle "shot" full of holes to make good; lawyers who make and nmake Congressmen, Governors, Senators and Presidents.

I am indebted to Miss Lizzie Landrum for a list of names hicli adoni this profession. Miss Landrum is in the office of dams & Holliday in the First National Bank building, and I

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Miss Landrum is quite a social favorite and an elocutionist of rare "expression" and mimicry- She is a sister of Miss Mattie Landrum, stenographer for the Hargis Commercial Bank and Trust Company, and she, too, is a social favorite.

Jackson Stenographers Grandeur Of Scenery

Recently a student from another State went from Lexington to Jackson to spend Sunday and he said my descriptions of scenery were not exaggerations.

He is not an artist, but to the artist with an eye for the beautiful, the grand and the magnificent what splendid scenery is unfolded! There is no historic homes; no mise en scene; nothing but hills and cliffs and knolls and massive boulders as if placed on pinnacles by hands titanic at Natural Bridge, at Torrent, etc. This scenery is not duplicated beyond, not even in Breathitt County, nor in Perry or Letcher Counties, where the mountains recede from the river, and the valley is more "open ;" less imposing.

I fear I dwell too much on scenery - some Swiss traveller or Hudson River tourist may be disappointed, but if he be I recommend to him a boat ride from High Bridge to Hickman Bridge on the noble Kentucky River for scenery unsurpassed anywhere. Here one finds the frowning cliffs steeped in natural glories - here, too, as it came from the handiwork of nature; no ruined battlements; no .ancestral castles; no towers of feudal lords, but now and then a home or a cottage or a cabin of some sturdy farmer or lowly fisherman.

Jackson, Kentucky

There, however, is a panorama of changing scenery, hills and cliffs covered with tree and flower and shrub and vine ; now bright in evergreen, now gloomy, now stately, now solemn in grandeur and magnificence : stately, rugged, quaint and curious; now peaceful glades, smiling meadows, hanging gardens ; silver cascades : gushing waterfalls ; trickling springs of limpid water; pine, poplar, cedar and stately forestry.

Here are duplicated Scottish prototypes wild in wonders of crag and cave and retreat ; hanging rocks ; vineclad boulders, pawpaws and honeysuckles.

The most picturesquely beautiful scenery is between Stanton and St. Helens. There it is (rowing and portentous and titanic. These embattlements up among the clouds are aweinspiring. Frowning, overhanging cliffs, protean boulders, make Lilliputians and pigmies of us all. They look the handiwork of Hercules and other mythological powers-

As we progress around the devious windings of the North Fork the mountains become more open and friendly. There is. however, mountains and stream and forestry and flower; gorge and crag : crevass and cascade and waterfalls ; Nature with the veil rent for the first time to human eye by the railroad. Here may surfeit nature lover, artist, poet.

As for Natural Bridge, I never thought enough of it to climb the cliffs and knolls to reach it ; a sort of weak imitation of Natural Bridge in Virginia, but yet for picnickers worth the climb, and especiallv for laughing lass and' lover, for there are numberless places "for pussy-wants-a-corner ; hidden cloisters where the devil and an opportunity yield secret and forbidden pleasures most evanescent ; where many an innocent maiden, 'tis said, "met the wrong man.''

Only Fire-Proof Hotel In Central Kentucky Nearly Everybody Visits The Phoenix

It is a fact in criminology of the mountains that the "tough customers'' are frequently reformed and become good citizens by elevating them to offices, and so there is no end of Deputy Sheriffs and Constables and Deputy Constables in Breathitt, Perry and Letcher Counties. It has had a salutary effect in many instances I hear and frequently Sheriffs, Jailers, County Attorneys and County Judges are "reformed," bad men elevated to offices of dignity and power. It is believed that the present County Judge Ql Crawford is going to make good now that he has taken the oath of office. He was elected by the Democrats in spite of the Special Judge Allie Young's buttermilk reforms term when Ol Crawford was- put under a peace bond because, forsooth he exercised a little freedom of speech in a loud and impressive manner when his indignation got the better of his judgment. It was thought by his political enemies that this --indignity" would defeat him for County Judge but in a few davs thereafter it acted as a boomerang and Ol came in a winner : and it is dollars to doughnuts that he makes a good and faithful and honorable official.

Dialogue On Pistol Totin'

"Why, I heerd he drawed a bill to pervent free 'merican citizens from the habit o' totin' his own weepons on his own dung hill ; haven't got the sense he was horned with."

"He shore ain't. Let's get even by puttin' the panic on him for exposin' his ignorance o' pervailin' customs in free Kentuck. Why, without our shootin' irons half the joy o' livin' - while ye live o' co'se - would be gone glimmerin' shore. Thar'd be no rivalry twixt fellers with notches on their guns ; civilization would go butt-back'ards an' the art o' hittin' the "mark" would be lost to our progeny! Away with Red Head Arnett and his dern dead letter hypocrisy."

"Some men has just got to be "plugged" an' the sooner we clean up the "deck" the better it'll be fur them an' thar famblies an' serciety in gen'ral."

Natural Living Healthy

Here is a climate free from eugenics, race suicide, appendicites and pellagra. There are communities where appendicitis is popular and the salutation is :

"Good morning! Have you been 'plugged?'" Pellagra is another fashionable fraud. Once it was said to be caused by the use of musty meal, and if so I wonder that it was not epidemic from 1861 to 1870 when the poor people lived on it and rye coffee and long-sweetening. When fathers count their progeny from eight to a dozen, race suicide is out of the question and the crusade for eugenics makes the healthy bucks that snuff the mountain air, smile in derision when the name is defined. It belongs to hot-house civilization and it's degenerating, neurotic practices.

Bravo, Mesdames Busby And Crouse

Two heroic women standing at the mouth of Snake Valley, Mesdames Crouse, of Paducah, and Busby, of Irvine, have for over two years "bottled up" the iniquitous "mouth" with a Mission and Lookout that worked a complete change in social conditions. It is again The Deformed Transformed.

Two women have done what all the preachers and all the prayers and all the officials and the press failed to do. They coppered the snake; they scotched the venomous reptile head and tail, and every officer in Jackson who failed to do so are rich and liberal in their praise of what a little Mission if properly planted and fed and nourished can accomplish.

I never saw either of these dames to know 'them ; don't know whether they are handsome or homely, but certainly the victory they won beautifies and beatificizes 'em in my defective vision.

Charles Hadden

The above named gentleman would, if he were a candidate, perhaps win the prize over all rivals for popularity with men not natives of Jackson or Breathitt County, for Mr. Hadden is a product of Montgomery County, and more of the same stock is needed the world over. Mr. Hadden is one of those men whom his congenial partner (Stivers) can "monkey" with, as they say, in common parlance, without ruffling the amiability of his sweetness of temper, but not that he is devoid of the celestial fire if it needs to be started. I first knew Mr. Hadden in 191 t when a calamity befell him in the shape of a fire entailing a heavy loss ; wiped out ; and such a young man, too. to be the father of a large family. Mr. Hadden had educational advantages ; was graduated from Transylvania Uni-

The Beckner Printing Co

He is one of a remarkable family of eight sons and two daughters, and his parents are alive and well at present. Mr. Hadden was married to Miss Malvery Barnett, of Breathitt Countv, and they have four sons in the last statistical estimate; but short on daughters.

The Hipp Annex Pool Room, which is so admirably conducted, is managed by Mr. Hadden, and while it is at all hours liberally patronized, both billiard and pool tables, "Charlie" knows how to handle the toughest of 'em diplomatically, and it is as orderly as a dry goods store, which is to his credit. Mr. Hadden has frequently served as civil magisterial officer, and is at present on the City Council, and he is and always has been an advocate of good and efficient and clean government without being a fanatic or skinflint.

Police Judge Grannis Back

who is now serving in this official capacity - an office that is usually despised when run for revenue only - is just at the right age to go wrong or make good - 24. He is single ; he is trained. He is academic. He attended Central University, and then for some inexplicable reason descended to a term at Ann Arbor, Michigan. Grannis was licensed to practice the noble profession of law at Hindman, Ky. There is high hope of him.

County Judge J. Oliver Crawford

I was exceedingly gratified when "Ol" Crawford was awarded the contest in the County Judge's race, as the Democratic candidate on personal grounds, as I had known Oliver, and was personally fond of him and his mirth and his magnetism which T felt the first time I ever saw him. He came into the Breathitt County News office to have some dance invitations printed, and that alone would have endeared me to him, for I dearly love a gallant man, and when a fellow goes ahead and gets up a '"hop," as we used to say, now a "tango," if that isn't obsolete by the time this sketch goes to press, he grapples me as with hooks of steel, and if I can't be his Hamlet I want to be his Horatio.

There was a great howl put up when Ol Crawford offered for the Democratic nomination for County Judge, by persons, however, who had no say-so in that matter; that he was too young, and that he lacked experience ; trying to discount him in one way or another, because the opposition feared him and knew that he would be a winner.

Oliver Crawford was born January 4, 1885, at Athol, Breathitt County, a station on the Lexington & Eastern Railway, where I had stopped once to get a gasoline launch ride up the North Fork. One reaches Athol before arriving at Jackson. Ollie imbibed some education in common schools, but the most of it wouldn't "stick," and so his parents, who were determined, had to pick out a chain of colleges to keep the precocious youngster at the Pierian Spring till he learned to drink "hearty" in it. They knew that he was apt, for oh, so apt was Ol at other things - some said poker, for instance - which is one of our fine arts. Be that as it may, and so these fond parents, while they may have spared the rod, didn't spare the bank account. Look what he got:

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E. P. Johnsoon, President; S. N. Johnson, Secretary and Treasurer ; Miss Lena Wehrle, Bookkeeper and Stenographer ; City Salesmen : C. F. Ward, E. P. Johnson and L. A. Skillman.

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His father is S- J. Crawford, born in Breathitt County, and now lives at Irvine, and his mother was Nannie Hargis, who lived long enough to see her son elected, who was in the hospital at Lexington at the time, but who died at her home in December, 1913. She was a sister of Senator Alex Hargis.

Oliver was admitted to practice law at Salversville in 1910. He was married to Miss Hardwick at Stanton, in Powell County, and the happy pair reside in Jackson City on Jefferson street.

Besides Oliver, there are eight others of the "brood," all healthy, hearty and hopeful : Arch, Clay, Ben, Alexander ; and sisters Gertrude (Mrs. Horton), Evelyn, Elvira and Hazel.

The man who could successfully teach school in Breathitt County as a "kid" ought to make a premier County Judge, and here's hoping that he does do it in a large and sensible and liberal way.

While not in point of years the Nestor of the Jackson City bar, he is considered as at the "head and front of the offending;" easily the leader in all forms of civil and criminal practice in all the mountains of Eastern Kentucky ; and in the prac tice in the Court of Appeals, and yet he was born February 12 1 861 , at the opening of hostilities, and hence is but little ove fifty years of age. Besides being a great lawyer, he is know as the first citizen of Jackson City to purchase a buggy ; and i this departure he was in a class by himself for a 1-o-n-g time Now there are traps and ponies, etc. He arrived on Lincol Day, at Quicksand, and his father was James Back, of Letche County : his mother Patsy Hagins, of Breathitt County. H attended Central University at Richmond, Ky.. and was licensed to practice law at West Liberty in 1887- He also served his appreticeship as a school teacher.

Besides his extensive practice, Judge Back represents number of incorporated companies which are active in the Great Development, among them being:

Ryland C. Musick

By far the most pretentious monthly publication ever started in Kentucky is "The Kentuckian." which was ushered into being at Jackson City in November, 1913, which has attracted wide comment and seems destined to be a permanency, as its scope is wide and as it is broad and non-partizan and non-political, although it is edited and owned by Rvland Christmas Musick, a former Jackson City editor of the Jackson Times. So far it has refrained from showing that it has an "inspired" mission in favor of any candidate for United States Senator or for Governor and it seems to give both sides to other live issues, such as Prohibition, Woman Suffrage, etc., equal show as regards space, etc., the editor occupying a position of dignified neutrality.

The many subjects pertaining to Kentucky, Education, Development, etc., are given liberal space in the wholesome publication, which has everywhere been received with flatter- ing comment. It is $i a year, and it depends largely upon subscriptions for support, for it is in no sense an advertising sfeeet, nor can it be 'charged with being a "campaign" sheet, for state politics, etc.

Ryland C. Musick whose picture adorns this sketch was born in Russell county. Virginia, December 25, 1884. and made his advent as a Christmas gift. He had splendid educational advantages at Ceorgetown College, and at Transylvania University, where 'he took the degree of A. B., in 1907. Mr. Musick was admitted to the bar in Frankfort, and practiced in Lexington, and later at Jackson, where .ie also edited the Jackson Times. His father, Rev. E. F. Musick was a Baptist preacher. He married Miss Bessie Juanita Peoples of Jonesboro, Tenn.. and they have a young hopeful three-years-old named Arthur Judson ; and twin sons born April 19. named R. Dalton Porter Musick and H. Walton Camden Musick. Editor Musick served as City Attorney of Ja/ckson City by appointment and was Secretary and Vice- President of the Jackson Commercial Club which is now, we believe, t/he Business Men's Club.

Hospital For Jackson City

Jackson City which has felt the pressing necessity for a Hospital for several years and especially since the new development and extension of the railways, the number of accidents in the mills and on the logging railway lines and the great development in mining and gas and oil wells has '"elt the heavy burden of sending patients to Lexington hospitals, has now organized a hospital where patients can be received from all along the different lines of railway and the institution will be chartered and incorporated and there will be a regular corps of skilled surgeons and trained nurses. The tralchoma disease too, is very prevalent and many poor people are neglected as it now is for the Lexington hospitals are close corporations and the expense is considerable, and the government has established a Trachoma Sanitarium at Jackson City for the exclusive treatment of the disease.