The Friends of R. C. Horn Honor His Fifty-third Anniversary by Assembling at His Beautiful Country Home and Extending to Him Their Kind Words and Other Tokens of Estecin. Monday, April 26, 1897, was the 53rd anniversary of our es teemed fellow citizen, Eld. R. C. Horn, whose beautiful yet hum ble home is situated five miles north-west of McKinney. Three years ago from this date Mr. Horn was given a most pleasant surprise by the assembling of his neighbors, to honor his fiftieth birthday. This year, however, there was no concealment of the coming ‘‘happy day.”* Invitations went throughout the entire com munity and even to suburban communities, for relatives and friends of R. C. Horn and his most estimable family to talk, sing, and dine with them. The Democrat is not a baseball player, but he managed to catch an invitation ‘on the fly,’ and then started on a “‘run.”’ to catch a ‘square meal’ When we ar rived at the home of Mr. Horn, Which is situated in a beautiful grove, we found quite a large number already assembled and the good host and hostess busy, re ceiving and placing guests in a manner that indicated that all were going to have an old-fash ioned wood time. IV TL o’clock a. im. over 300 mew, women and children were gathered in front of the fown mansion. An organ placed on the gallery was soon surrounded by young ladies and gentlemen, who delighted the audience with sweet and inspiring music. Bre. Horn, in a neat speech, welcomed his friends to his hospitality, dur ing which he briefly reviewed his stay of over a quarter of a cen tury smcong then. In TSGs, after returning from on Kentucky school, he delivered his maiden sermon at Old Plackberry. Af ter three years absence he return s to active work as a minister of the gospel arone them, also working in iy oather ways to advance the interest of his com munity, both morally and social ly. He had witnessed the come ing aid come of many friends— many loved ones, were sleeping In the “Country Church Yard?’ nearby. Mr. Horn is evidently A man who uses his conscience freely as a standard for action. He believes that by the day trie to himself he will be false to none. He showed that he was proud of his fiends. He has false to be: they are proud of him. After divine invocation by Bid, Stapp of Melissa, Rev. Wornbeak of Walnut Grove, delivered a beautiful address suitable to the occasion. During his talk he called attention to the sympathy of nature. The day was most propitious. The sun sent its Wart and tinted rays through the leafy boughs of the trees and the labyrinth of the crasses. The birds expoled their sweetest notes. The breezes ladened with the rich perfume of a thousand flowers, fanned alike the wrinkled, exre worn, brow of age and forms of blushing youth, all of which seemed to vie with the throng in paying homage to the household in their midst. Rid. S. K. Hallam of McKin ney next paid a worthy tribute to his friends, Mr. and Mrs. Horn. Bro. Hallam spoke of his first acquaintance with Bro. Horn. He had come to Texas many years ago to see the “long horn’ people, and consequently — tret “Bob Horn,’ who seemed to be the longest Horn in the herd. He was glad to know that Bro. Horn had been ‘horning’ the devil during all these years. Bro. Hallam closed with a beautiful tribute to the ladies. At this juncture the tall sycamore of East Fork, Eld. Stapp was invit ed to give a talk. When it comes to mirth Eld. Stapp is an excellent producer of the article. Ile was at a loss to know whether the long stay of Bro. Horn in the community was due to his (Horn’s) virtue or to the patience of the community. This was a stunner, and we imagined that the smile of Bro. Horn was little weaker than usual, but the speaker smoothed it ‘all over, concluded his speech in a‘practi cal way that was full of the seri ous and good. . At the conclusion of Eld. Stapp’s remarks Mrs. Ben. Cates delivered a beautiful and touch ing recitation in a most excellent manner, which was highly receiv ed. Who was, the last speaker be fore dinner? Why. E. R. Stiff, last but not ‘‘least.'’’ THe, too, recounted the efficient services of “Bob” Horn, to the amet anent the war and after. He was not a preacher, but stood ready to acknowledge the services of the host. He had a surprise in store. In behalf of himself and other friends he presented Kld. Horn with a fine suit of clothes—coat, pants and vest, hat, shirt, suspenders, shoes socks and all! Ile turned the goods over to the proud recipient with the warning, ‘You must not act the dude.”” Bro. Horn, with a blush, accepted the gift and seemed to be as proud as the ancient school boy with the bran new, brass-toed pair of boots. At this juncture an exhilarating feeling struck the reporter. It was caused by the sudden announcement that a big spread dinner awaited the throng just north of the house. , Again the reporter made a gallant ‘trun.”’ The repast was great. In fact was too great to ‘he ‘swallowed up in the twinkling of’ an eye.” The spread groaned beneath the delicious load which afforded three hundred heaped-up square meals, and that many left un railed for. If any one went away hungry he must have spent his time in gazing at a grub devour ing reporter After finishing the repast the crowd listened to the Chauncey Depew “after dinner” talker of Collin county, W. W. Shepherd, school superintendent. Prof. Shepherd was really ‘too full for utterance,’” but by a su preme effort, he managed to get in a good talk on education, and suggested a few points to the local trustees. Our readers will please pardon us if we fail to give Prof. Shepherd justice, for we too, were “too full for utter ance.” The next move was to visit the neatly and lovely kept ‘city of the dead,’ known as the Horn cemetery, where loving, tender hands decked the graves of the departed loved ones with flowers profuse, Edd. Horn said that he wrelded the first burial in the cemetery and thateéhe had attend ed S6 per cent. of all which fol lowed. Just before adjournment Mrs. Oates recited the poem enti ted “Gray's Elegy in on Country Choated Yard,’ which was very appropriate indeed. As the evening sun was creeping down the western horizon the crowd was dismissed and each bade a reluctant farewell and de parted for home, conveying with theim sweet remembrance of the the day spent at the home of Mr. and Mrs. R. C. Horn, on Mon day, April 26, 1897. Below we give a partial list of those present, with perhaps a few unavoidable errors in giving names, NE. LX, Noels, WW. I. Liorn, S. A. Horn, Tom Horn, Vera Horn, J. RR. Horn, Walter Horn, Lizzie [lorn, Lena Horn, Alvin Klorn, “he Tlorn, Eddie Thorn, Hattie Horn, Rollie Horn, Wyte Thorn, Edgar dlorn, Earl Horn, Nick Hiern, (Jane) Horn, Loula torn, Davis Korn, Franklin Horn, LL. M. ‘Talkington, Mrs. N. M. Palk ington, Florence Talkington, Mary Talkington, Lon Talkington, Will Talkington, Mollie Talkington, Laura Talkington, Charlie Talk ington, Carrie Talkington, Mabel Talkington Babie Talkington, Maggie Talkington, Annie Talk ington, Gray Talkington, Hr. I. Tucker, Jennie Talkington, Babie Talkington, Charlie Neely, Josie Neely, Minnie Neely, Mrs. Mariah Kerr, Miss Mariah Kerr, W. M. Kerr, Almanya Kerr, K. K. Kerr, Mrs. Jennie Kerr, Addie Bailey, Gay Bailey, Mett Bailey, Clara Stewart, Ada line Stewart, D. M. Stewart, Mrs. Anna Stewart, Brodie Stewart, Kim Stewart, Ines Stewart, L. EK. Stewart, Sallie Stewart, Josie Stewart, Dec Stewart, Melvil Stewart, S. A. Harris, Willie Harris, Lela Harris, Flora Harris, N. L. Talkalkington, Maggie Talkington, Neville Talkington, Eadene Talkington, Frank Neely, Laura Neely, Claud Neely, Ervine Neely, Earl Neely, Mrs. L. A. Bounds, Mattie L. Bounds, Lee Bounds, Addie Kerr, Grace Kerr, J. L. Kerr, Mrs. J. K. Kerr, An nie Mai Horn, Babie Horn, R. C. Stern, M. C. Horn, Jennie Horn, Willie Horn, Helen Horn, Stella Thomas, Mattie Oates, Cliford Thomas, F.C. Thompson, Mrs. F.C. Thompson, Frances Maud Thompson, Frank Douglas, Mol lie Douglas, C. E. Royster, Josie Royster, Herbert Royster, Mattie Royster, Mary Harris, E. R. Stiff, Jack Stiff, J. S. Carruth, Mrs. Carruth, Ike Carruth, Campbell Carruth, J. TP. Watkins, Will Watkins, Dixie Watkins, Loyd Watkins, Mary Watkins, W. T. Cox, Mrs. W. T. Cox, S. K. Hal lam, Mrs. S. K. Hallam, W. R. Stapp, Mrs. V.R. Stapp, Miss Stapp, Miss Josie Parker, Mrs. Lockwood, A. D. Buckley, A. S. Graves, Mrs. Nola Hill, W. W. Ida a lie McKinney, Lida Helam McKinney, J. H. Mrs. Sallie George, Hen lin, Joel Belcher, Sere nda Hearne, A. C. Weeks, Floyd Weeks, Carl Weeks, Ella Weeks, Gertrude Weeks, Jasper Weeks, S. P. Sproles, Bettie Sproles, Mary M. Stiff, Mrs. Leah McKinney, Tom Taylor, Jim Young, J. S. Barnes, David Saun ders, Ed Muse, Fannie Muse, Janie Muse, J. A. Hornbeak, Mrs. J. A. Hornbeak, Mamie Hornbeik, Nona Hornbeak, Maude Smith, Hugh Smith, J. J. Smith, E. C. Smith, Lorena Smith, L. D. Franklin, Mrs. Lula Franklin, Alma Franklin, Mrs. M. F. Flippin, Jim Muse, May Flippin, Ruth Flippin, Will Flip pen, Pearl Flippen, Kate Talking ton, Bessie Talkington, Maude Talkington, Carl Talkington, Ida Schimmelpfennig, Frank Oates, Mrs. Frank Oates, Mrs. W. L. Tucker, Audry Tucker, Van Tucker, Miss Bertie Graves, An na Belle McWilliams, John Mc Williams, Belle Matthews, Cecil Abernathy, Clara Abernathy, Em la Abernathy, E. S. Burge, Mrs. Er. S. Burge, Tom Childress, Mrs. Coon Worsham, Dowell Worsham, Julia Burris, Nettie Burris, Sallie Foster, Ida Foster, Babe Foster, Tom Chamblis, Jes sie Chamblis, Andrew Martin, Lovie Martin, Mrs. Wiseman, Elizabeth Robertson, Annie Davis Lucy Wilmeth, Ed Kerr, Sam Ifall, Jordie Wiseman, Charlie Dennis, Ida Dennis, Lola Dennis, Miss Pearl Jones, Walter Downs, Orpha Downs, Luddie Downs, Bertha Jones, John McKinney, Carlos Tucker, Ethel Lewis, Minnie Lewis, Ida Lewis, Maude Lewis, E. A. Tucker, Walter Saunders, Ella Bennett, Miss McCoy, Brunette Watkins, Mrs. Lease, Mrs. Annie Wiseman, Mrs. Pearl Thompson, O. H. Norton, Mrs. F. M. Hill, Jim Montgom ery, Miss Eva Bagley, Bernie Neely. [THE REPORTER'S BETTER HALF. ] Hands were clasped in dearest friend ship. Voices echoed thoughts sincere, Eves shone brightly with affection , Love and Peace were hiding here. Youth and age thus brought together, To their host a tribute pay, Filled with love and sweet good wishes For scores of blessings like today.