Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--Dr. Herbert Atkins of Pratt, Ks, who volunteered for the Medical Reserve Corps at the breaking out of the war, and who has been on active duty for the past year, was a passenger on the east bound Red Train Monday. He had time only to say hello to a few old friends, and we could not learn his destination. He was the picture of health and was as jolly as ever. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--Mrs. John Longdon spent the first of the week with relatives in Slater. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--REV. G. A. PERKINS DEAD--At 11 o'clock this morning, in the family home at 112 1/2 North Fourth Street, Rev. G. A. Perkins entered into rest. The surviving relatives are a wife, two daughters, Mrs. Forest Martin, Moberly; and Mrs. D. W. Eubank, Fayette; two brothers who reside in Kentucky and three sisters, Mesdames Prather and Deering of Kentucky and Mrs. Jaque of California. Rev. Perkins was 77 years old the 12th of September and had been a resident of Moberly for the past 40 years. He was one of the best known Christian ministers in this part of the state and during his years of health and vigor he was a successful preacher of the Gospel. A devoted husband and father, an affectionate brother, a splendid citizen and a kind friend, many will mourn the death of the grand old man who has answered the summons of death--Moberly Index Oct 24. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--CHESTER ASBURY DEAD--Chester Asbury, the 18-year-old son of Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Asbury of southeast of town, died at the home of his parents Saturday night from pneumonia following an attack of influenza. He was sick only a day or two with the latter disease and thought nothing much about it, and on Friday spent a short time out doors, which caused pneumonia to develop. Interment was made Monday at Fairview. Deceased was as fine a specimen of manhood as a person would want to see, and so far as we ever knew he was an exemplary young man in every respect. The warmest sympathy of all goes out to his parents and brothers and sisters. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--A LETTER FROM CLAUDE STEVENSON--Mrs. M. T. Stevenson this week received a letter from her son Claude, who is an ambulance driver with the army in Italy, written Sept. 11, from which we copy the following: "I just received your most welcome letter and was more than glad to hear you were all well. I am enjoying the best of health with the exception of a cold, but it isn't bad. I am at the front now. Will be here for a week. I have just come in from a trip and got my mail. That is the main thing over here. If you people are anxious about hearing from us as we are from you, there is sure a bunch of nuts in the states. We had a little excitement at the front the other day. I was in a little dugout and my buddy was out looking over the country and a shell sailed over our heads, and the bunch ran in the little dugout and knocked me over and trampled all over me. Write and tell George Newton that I said he would get across soon enough. I am sorry to hear the fruit was almost ruined. We have plenty here. The climate is almost like California's. We are having plenty of rain this month. I heard from grandmother and grandfather and received their picture. I knew who is was all right. Neither one has changed a bit. It was good picture, but look who took them!--that is the reason they are so good. You said you were waiting for a ship to send the cigarettes and things you had to send, but I am afraid you will wait a long time, for we can get plenty of cigarettes and candy over here now. I am eating chocolates bonbons now from the states. I have not received any of my papers so far, but I guess I will get them in the next mail. Here's hoping, anyway. Well, I must close as I have a few more letters to write today. there was a fellow just woke up and asked me, "Is the war over, Steven?" and I said, "almost." They took some prisoners down by us yesterday. They looked pretty tough and hungry." Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--A LETTER FROM WEAVER STEVENSON--Miss Edna Stevenson received a letter this week from her uncle, J. W. Stevenson, who is in France, and from which we are permitted to copy the following: "Well, how is everybody getting along by this time? I am still OK and hope everybody else is the same. I wrote several letters home but have not got an answer from any of them yet. Can't understand what is the trouble. I have been over in France almost three months and I have not received any word from home yet, and I am awful anxious to hear something soon. I guess the delay in the mail service is on account of us moving so much. We are here one day and some place else the next, and it's pretty hard to keep track of where we are, so that is the only reason I can understand why my mail is so delayed. We have several boys here who came over with me that are having the same trouble. I wrote you a letter in New Jersey before I cam over and my address then was Co. 3, Camp Pike June Replacement Draft, so I guess you answered my letters all right but they had the above address on them. Since then I have been put in a new outfit over here and I expect to stay in it now. It is Battery A. 124th F. A., Am. E. F. The letters you wrote me with the old address on, chances are they are tied up in the post office here trying to locate what outfit I have been transferred to. I am in hopes they locate me soon, as I am anxious to get some news. The way I hear and understand there is a bunch of infantry boys located near me from Camp Funston, and I understand there are some boys from Higbee among them, but I have not got a chance to see any of them, as we are quite busy and have not much time to run around. I am getting a touch of real soldier life and am still hitting the ball and trying to make the best of it. The way I hear from some of the boys who got letters, they are drafting men quite fast in the USA. I guess if they keep it up much longer the men will be kind of scarce over there. Don't wait for me to write. Just keep on writing, because there are lots of times that I can't write. So don't let that bother you. Just keep on writing and when I do get a chance I will answer them. Also tell the folks to write. You have my correct address now, so I won't have any trouble in getting my mail. I guess I will close as I have not much more to say, as where I am now a fellow can't get much news. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--A LETTER FROM C. B. ADAMS--C. B. Adams who, accompanied by Mrs. Adams and their daughter paid Higbee a flying visit two weeks ago, write us from Colorado Springs under date of Oct 28: "Dear Scott: Home again, "Out where the West begins," after a tour of 2000 miles, in the course of which we had occasion to again shake hands with good old Higbee. Twenty years ago when the old town was our home every resident was a friend and acquaintance, but three and half years ago on a passing visit one Saturday afternoon we found the streets thronged with a new generation of clear-eyed young men to whom we had to be introduced by fathers and old brothers. They were a wide awake, lively, hustling bunch. Today we found a subdued, more lonesome, but prouder patriotic Higbee. No where did we see those wide awake young men that we met a few years ago, and while we had never really known that rising generation, we certainly missed them. The old town had something lacking--some of her vim and vigor and hustle and bustle of a few years ago was gone. The lonesomeness and subdued quietness of the place struck us the moment we drove in, a feeling of depression came over us that we could not lightly throw off, and was accentuated as one after another told us with pride and sorrow of some loved one now away from home and doing his bit for his country. We hope in the near future to again visit the Home Town, when the boys come back, and while we enjoyed every minute of our stay this time, on our next trip we hope to find a different Higbee, a happy, carefree, joyous, laughing Higbee." Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--DEATH OF BABY DAUGHTER--Mildred Margaret, the 6-month-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Mullier, who had been quite sick for the past week or more, died at the family home at 5 o'clock yesterday afternoon. The funeral will likely be held tomorrow and interment made in the city cemetery. The heart broken parents have the deepest sympathy of all. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--HERBERT MORRIS DEAD--Herbert Morris, whose critical illness was spoken of in our last issue, died at his home in this place Sunday night, October 27, from pneumonia, following influenza. He was the son of Mr. and Mrs. Jas. Morris and was born in Green county, Ill., on November 24, 1883. He was married on February 29, 1908, to Miss Mamie Hardwick, who, with their four children, survives. He is also survived by his parents, four brothers and five sisters, viz: Joe and Avery of Higbee; Grant, of Windsor, and Frank, who is in France; Mrs. W. K. Boyd of New Baden, Ill., Mrs. Lon Cable, Huntsville and Miss Hazel, Grace and Mona, of St. Louis, besides a wide circle of acquaintances and warm friends. Owing to the nature of the disease, the funeral conducted by Rev. Kelso at the home was private. Interment was made Monday at Moberly. Mr. Morris was one of Higbee's most popular and best liked young men and his death has cast a gloom over the entire community. The deepest sympathy of all goes out to his loved ones. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--THOS. BRADLEY DEAD--Thos. Bradley, one of the best known citizens of the Rucker vicinity and well known here, died at his home near Rucker Saturday night from pneumonia following influenza, he being sick about a week. He was the son of Mr. and Mrs. W. W. Bradley and was 49 years old. Besides his parents, he is survived by his wife and six children and eight brothers and two sisters, viz: Joseph, Andrew, Ben, Aubrey, Arthur, Roy, Odus and Walter Bradley, the latter being in France, and Mrs. Minnie Summers and Mrs. Hubbard Sunderland. Interment was made Tuesday at Perche. The deepest sympathy of all goes out to his loved ones. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--Born, Oct 25, to Mr. and Mrs. Ed. Gruber of Bevier, a daughter. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--Born, Oct 30, to Mr. and Mrs. Pat Carson, a daughter. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--J. H. Sunderland was called here Sunday from Inola, Ok., by the death of his son-in-law, Thos. Bradley. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--Mrs. Foster Enochs and little daughter, Virginia, returned to their home in Kirksville Saturday after a two weeks' visit with Mrs. Enochs' parents, Mr. and Mrs. Lon Coleman. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--Mrs. A. L. Cave returned home Monday from Novinger, where she had been to attend the funeral of her nephew, Phillip Riley, son of Mr. and Mrs. Jas. Riley, formerly of Yates, who died in a New Jersey training Camp one day last week from influenza. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--Miss Kizzie Robb, who went to Colorado Springs about a year ago for the benefit of health, returned home Thursday looking the picture of perfect health. Her sister, Miss Jennie, who also went to the same place for her health, is about entirely recovered, her many friends will be pleased to learn. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--MRS. ARTHUR KIRK DEAD--The many Higbee friends of Arthur Kirk formerly of this place, will regret to hear of the death of his wife, which occurred at a hospital in Springfield, Ill., Wednesday, Oct. 30, from pneumonia, following influenza. Their only child, about 2 years old, is reported dangerously ill from the same malady. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--NUNNALLY-NICHOLS--Cards announcing the marriage of Mr. Paul Nunnally and Miss Evelyn Nichols, which occurred in New Orleans, La., on Sept 4, 1918, were received here this week. The bride is the daughter of Dr. G. M. Nichols of this place, but has been residing in Kiowa, Ok., for several years where she has been teaching. Mr. Nunnally, previous to going to training camp at New Orleans, was a pharmacist at Kiowa. The NEWS joins other friends in congratulations and best wishes. Friday, 1 Nov., 1918, Vol 32, No 29--Miss Lillian Johnson writes us from Sheridan, Wyo., under date of Oct 23: "I wish that you would please discontinue Alex' s paper to Hannibal. He is with us out here at present. You need not sent it any place now, but I will send my address after I get settled, and you may send it to me. I have been accepted and I will leave Sheridan soon. I do not know as yet where I will go, but I do not care much. How is the Flu there? I hope that it does not get the start in that town that it did in this. They are dying something awful here. Eight at a time, or rather in a day. I just got word that one of my good friends had died. I tell you it is awful. As yet we have been very fortunate. Billie and I both work up town and we have not either one had it yet." Additions, corrections, comments welcome. Kathy Bowlin