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100 years ago

august 3, 1905

The stockholders of the new National bank which is to be opened up here met Monday and elected the following officers: President, Christian Siebert; Cashier, Brown Corby; directors, Christian Siebert, M.A. Low, Ferd Funk, Chas. Kleinhammer, J.C. Lilley, Abram Burkholder, Albert H. Wheeler, J.P. Paddock and Brown Corby. The bank will be known as the Marion National Bank, and will have a paid up capital stock of $20,000. The building occupied by Scott's hardware store has been rented and the bank will probably be ready for business about September 1st.

The Marion Produce Company shipped a car load of dressed poultry, eggs, and butter to Chicago last week, and another car the first of this week.

One on the Governor

We take advantage of the Governor's absence in the Rocky mountains to tell this story on him. You see away back in the grass-hopper days, the editor of the RECORD was a many-sided being. Besides being editor, he was compositor, pressman and devil. Well, about this time he was "batchin' " in the back of the office; had flap jacks three times a day and pan cakes on Sunday. He had hailed from Kentucky and THEY DO use water "back there" for bathing purposes, and E.W.'s early training did not depart from him when he landed in the wild and woolly west. He said to himself, "Eddy, old boy, cleanliness is next to Godliness — take a bath." Now we all know about Kansas Lime stone water, you know it is so hard, you can scarcely break it with a sledge hammer, and when you put soap into it, it curdles worse than bonnie clabber when you beat it for Dutch cheese. Well, the embryo Governor had a can of concentrated lye in the print shop, He had received it, we suppose, in payment for an ad of the concentrated article. Most people out here in "them days" had an ash

bar'l and leeched wood ashes to prepare a softness for the hard water for cleaning purposes, and so knew nothing of the strength within the innocent little can. The editor was going to see his girl, so he put some in his bath water. He thought if there was virtue in a little, that he would surely get cleaner by using more. Now you know the Governor is thick-skinned, so he didn't begin to feel uncomfortable right away, but who can wonder if he acted slightly absent minded that Sunday afternoon. He had heard that there was no use to fight a lie — that if you gave it time, it would kill itself; but he concluded that this lye instead of committing suicide, was committing murder, so he rushed to his office to write his own obituary. But he survived, and the obituary was never published, which fact may be deplored, for it was said to be the finest eulogy he ever wrote. When we reflect on what the Governor went through in the early days, we think being Governor would seem trivial.

Mrs. Sam Burkholder and son, Eddie left via Santa Fe Friday, for Raton, New Mexico, where they will spend three or four weeks.

Some of the young people had a picnic in Central Park last Friday evening. Following is a list of those in the party: Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery of Alton, Illinois, Mr. and Mrs. Robert Florer, Mr. and Mrs. John Clarkson, Misses Edith Mansfield, Mary Mansfield, Mamie Wheelock, Mary Watson, Carrie Watson, Elizabeth Lindsay, Imogene Dean, Myrtle Ainsworth, Florence Saggau, Gertie Bown, Lola Hoch, Mable Downes, Libbie Powers, Mayme Caldwell, Edna Yost, Lizzie Bryan, Hattie Hollowell of Waukegan, Illinois, Pear Richards of Emporia, Messrs Ralph Bryan, Charlie Watson, Al Richardson, Ralph Powers, Earle Rogers, Roy Myers, Arthur Carter, Clarence Waring, and Jim Sisk of San Francisco, California.

Mr. Charles Faust went out near Great Bend last Friday and will join a league team of base ball. We regret to see this young man leave as he caught for the Cottonwood nine and was an excellent catcher and a fine lad in every respect. We hope to see him back again soon to join the nine once more.

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