By Frank Neilson Clever Magazine, July 1903 Old Stephen Lee entered the dingy office of Clinton East, and hurled this thunder-bolt at the...

By Frank Neilson The Olympian Magazine, July 1903. There are many who remember the entrance into the musical circles of Spain some twenty...

By Frank Neilson Daily Story Publishing Company, July 3, 1903. The queen, gazing from an open window of the palace, looked not upon the...

By Frank Neilson Munsey's Magazine, June 1903 The quavering call of the quail reverberated through the darkening forest and across the...

By Frank Neilson Clever Magazine, May 1903 Casey, the itinerant, had been on the payroll of The Hillville Press six months, and was...

By Frank N. Stratton The Munsey, April 1903 The shadows of the mountains, heralds of approaching night, crept slowly eastward across the...

Showing That The Evil Things Listeners Hear Of Themselves May Prove To Be Blessings In Disguise. By Frank Neilson The Argosy, February...

By Frank Neilson The Argosy, August 1902 He sat under the largest tree in sight. He was hatless and dusty. A horse that had seen better...

By Frank Neilson Publication name and date unknown. I shall always believe that if Robert Maxwell had lost his inherited fortune the...

By F. N. Stratton Publication name and date unknown. Alfred Rider was in the market for a good bird dog, and all Kokomo knew it. In fact,...

Wayside Tales, April 1903. Pottering Pete stretched his long arms along the top board of the cemetery fence, and solemnly surveyed the...

Wayside Tales, March 1904 Agent in th’ office to see you, Mr. Patton.” Pottering Pete, dozing in the shadow of the great building that...

Wayside Tales, February 1904. BARNEY," drawled Pottering Pete, as the two sat at the little table in Shorty’s place, “I’m a-goin’ to do a...

Wayside Tales, May 1904. POTTERING PETE tilted his chair back against the sunny side of the little office building, stretched out his...

Wayside Tales, April 1904 POTTERING PETE and Barney McGlynn stood on the platform in front of Shorty’s Place and watched the train from...

Wayside Tales, February 1903 “Jest one drink, Shorty.” “Nein. You owes me more as tree tollars, alretty—you vas one dead peat. I vas not...

—FROM THE PUBLISHERS --KOKOMO DISPATCH, 1904. --KOKOMO MORNING NEWS, 1904. Indiana enjoys the distinction of having produced a great...