Don’t Miss This Public Sale

Maxwell H. Hite & Son, 422 S. 13th St., Harrisburg, Pa.

SATURDAY FEBRUARY 35-1926.

The undersigned, intending to become an aviator, will sell by, PUBLIC AUCTION, at his farm in Hayban Township, on the Bulltoad road and a short distance from the barn all his belongings, to wit:

POLAND CHINA BULL GOOD AS NEW.

7 MILK COWS.

2 of which are bulls, 2 fall cows, and 3 have never fell; Plymouth Rock Calf, will have peepies by day of sale, weather permitting; 8 Brown Leghor Pigs, with their Golden Hair Hanging Down Their Backs; Old Fashioned Wood Saw with Directions for Use; Triple Expansion Patent Lever Bicycle With Full Jeweled Mud Guard; Hench and Drumgold,

SULKY PLOW.

Will Be Fresh By Time Of Sale; 7 Dung-Forks, 3 Of Which Are Equipped With Fly-Net Attachments; A Lot Of Broad And Narrow Tread Hourse Gears; Berkshire Wheel-barrow, With Ball Bearings, Geared 120, Can Trot, Pace Or Gallop; 27 Dapple Grey Chickens, Of The Eggs-Shell (?) or Breed; Jagger Wagon, With The Jaggers Broken Off; 2 Fallen Top Buggies And One On Which The Top Has Fell; 1 Large Oliver Chilled Land Roller, WIth Velvetine Flouces; Fine Cherry Colored,

JASSACK.

WIth Good Open Countenance and Splendid “Physique”; 1 Double Breasted Cupboard, Fleece-lined; Stationary Bake Oven; 2 Fine Handpainted Bob Sleds With Automatic Cut Off; Patent Adjustable Cross-Eyed Fountain Pen, Just The Thing For A Left Handed Person; 1 Colored Canine Constructed on the Hiberian Plan,

FIVE FINE GAOTS.

2 Of Which Are Willies With Red Wiskers “A la mode” The Goats Do Excellent Team Work As They Are Very Strong; One Ford Automobile, That AUTO RUN, But It Wont; In Addition To The Above Mentioned Articles There are Many Others Too Numerous To Mention Here.

Sale to Commence at 11:55 P.M. When Terms Will Be Made Known By, J.A. SIMPSON,

Note:–If You Are Unable To Attend This Auction Send In Your Bids By RADIO.

FOR “BETTER QUALITY AUCTION SELLING SERVICE” YOU WILL FIND IT TO YOUR OWN BEST INTEREST TO EMPLOY.

MAXWELL H. HITE & SON

Michigan Office with Chas E. Gallup Co.
First National Bank Bldg. Ann Arbor, Mich.

This Service Costs More Than The Cheaper Class Of Service–BUT IT IS WORTH MORE–Because IT GIVES RESULTS THAT CAN BE DEPOSITED IN THE BANK.

This is from a pinkish-hued flyer found in a box. I tried to represent the basic layout (and all the typos are as set), but if you’ve ever looked at an auction ad, you know what it looks like. Because we have no frame of reference for goats and cows, it took us a while to realize it’s a joke (and quite rustic, though funny).

The only “real” information, as near as I can determine, is the name JA Simpson and the “Chas E Gallup Co at the First National Bank in Ann Arbor” There’s a park and canoe livery named for a “Gallup.” This one is going to take some library research.

422 S. 13th St. Harrisburg, PA also exists (at least according to MapQuest). At the very least there’s a place on 13th Street in Harrisburg that could be #422. Hmm…

Davis and the Devils

Strange Phenomena at the New Court House Witnessed by Jeff. Davis
Spooks, hobgoblins, ghosts, devils or what?

Is the Building Haunted?–”Jeff” Will Tell the Supervisors a Strange Story

For several days four or five persons in this city (among the number a Democrat reporter) have known of certain occurrences that have taken place at the new court house, and which Mr. McPherson and the contractors are trying to keep quiet and hush up, at least until the building shall be accepted by the county. But the Full facts cannot much longer be kept from the public, and The Democrat, as a newspaper, owes it to the people of the county, if not to science, to publish the facts, so far as they can be gathered from interested parties, who are reluctant to have the matter get out.

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The November Shower of Meteors

Some curious information in regard to the shower of meteors which occurred in November last, was obtained by observations made at the National Observatory in Washington. The brighter meteors appeared at a height of seventy-five miles above the earth, and were extinguished at a height of fifty-five miles. The average length of their path was twenty-two miles. During the thickest of the shower, they were counted at the rate of three thousand per hour. Their velocity was forty-four miles per second. The thickness of the stream from north to south, was sixty thousand miles; and it is estimated that there was forty thousand meteors to a lineal mile, or one meteor to every nine hundred cubic miles of space. Prof. Newcomb believes that Tuttle’s comet of 1866, which these November meteors follow, is itself simply an agglomeration of meteroids, just dense enough to be visible in the solar rays; and he thinks that the same is true of the other telescopic comets. The November shower next year will begin at 10 o’clock A.M., Washington time, and will, therefore, only be visible on the Pacific Ocean.

The meteors in question were undoubtedly the Leonids, and apparently in 1867 they were a pretty good show.

Prof. Newcomb is most likely Simon Newcomb, a mathematical astronomer who was a professor at the U.S. Naval Observatory and later became director of the American Nautical Almanac Office. He wrote popular books on astronomy as well as his scholarly works.

This article cites Newcomb as an authoritatve source for the coment/meteor connection, but it was actually Giovanni Schiaparelli who made the connection between the comet and the subsequent meteor showers. Schiaparelli was also the person who first described the caneli of Mars, the mistranslation of which led to the Lowell Observatory and lots of science fiction stories.

The Queen of the Red Chessmen

The box of chessmen had been left open all night. That was a great oversight! For everybody knows that the contending chessmen are but too eager to fight their battles over again by mid-night, if a chance is only allowed them.

It was at the Willows,–so called, not because the house is surrounded by willows, but because a little clump of them hangs over the pond close by. It is a pretty place, with its broad lawn in front of the door-way, its winding avenue hidden from the road by high trees. It is a quiet place, too; the sun rests gently on the green lawn, and the drooping leaves of the willows hang heavily over the water.

No one would imagine what violent contests were going on under the still roof, this very night. It was the night of the first of May. The moon came silently out from the shadows; the trees were scarcely stirring. The box of chessmen had been left on the balcony steps by the drawing-room window, and the window, too, that warm night, had been left open. So, one by one, all the chessmen came out to fight over again their evening’s battles.

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