C(F11gV.TCh11U•S1fithJ: Surprise,j Dkak Kxamixkh: Much I mis been i written of family reunions, surprises, !.I etc., anti there yet remains to be |11 ! written that there is much enjoymentj in such 'meetings,' none will pretend to j tlt; j deny. It brings together friends and ; relations that would likely never |0 meet again; it renews acquaintance, cements friendship, and makes us feel glad that we were there. Though this is not our subject proper, we give it | only as our opinion. But to the ques-! tion: Seventy-live years ago last Ifri-Jday, a little hoy was horn in Mason 'j county, Kentucky, to William and j ljucy Jones. When this child wasII four years old the parents emigrated • to the then unbroken wilds of Indiana, j where panther, bears and other wild I animals held perfect sway. Here the Hchild was reared to manhood. We i! had nearly forgotten to tell his name,. | hut his name is Thomas Jones. Herej Thomas has lived for seventy years,I and during all of the time has enjoyed |! I good health, and the confidence and respect of all those that have known him. So, in honor of his 75th birthday, the usual strategy and decoys were employed, and over one hundred of his friends and relatives completely slipped up on him and took the old gentleman by storm. As is usual in such cases, there was no time lost in tabling the contents of the well-liiied baskets that were : brought by the friends. Over a hun-1 dred tilled themselves- on the good things provided, and it looked as though double the number could have been tilled on what remained. We would love to tell, if time and space would permit, who baked those delicious cakes, but it would lie impossible to give it in this space, even if we knew. In an interview with Mr. Jones, he said he was the father of 17 children, Id of whom are living. 1) were present at the surprise, the other •1 being scattered in the far West, who sent their congratulations. Mr. Jones was presented with a beautiful rocker'J by ids daughter, Mrs. Bewnrk, of. h RushvUIe, with his and the daughter’s b initials handsomely worked on the e cushion of the chair. A magnificent t] gold headed cane was presettted in be- ; a half of all his children, the indefat iga- j bttr-T*.-jlt;w«o —iq his happiest !lt;..style, made the presentatnn. 1 ‘interspersing it with wit and humor.'j* Uncle Tom is not a public speaker, ^ but his responsive acknowledgmenti was to the point, and was well, re-j . ceived. It was the wish of nil present ' that Mr. Jones may live to enjoy many more years of such social sur-;DrisAa... JiMEur.. .clt;!)vn\J1:rI8