MILLIONARE, JIM ANTHISThe following from the Vincennes Commercial will interest our readers, as Jim Anthis is well known here, 19 a brother of Robert Anthis’ of this city and a member of the great family ofifthe White River News.There is still another story ofv.how the windfall may come andwho it may strike. We rememberthe man and so do you. It has been a long time since he left Vincennes to go to Oklahoma, but he concluded there was not anything much for him here, and being a pretty good trader andone of those fellows who’is as common as an old shoe, but as shrewd as an old fashioned horsetrader, he concluded that he would go out to the wild and wooly west, and keep out on the frontier and live among the In di$ns and get rich. He has done this very thiDg, He was a common, ordinary plug of a farmer in Knox county. He lived in Deck-9er township, got into democraticpolitics and absolutely had theambition at one time to run the# » • *township and was elected township trustee. His name is JimAnthis. Just plain, ordinary Jim♦every body called him, but he iB a jovial soul and made every body like him. He lived in a shack down in Decker township, and battled with the flood tides and high waters in the winter time, grubbed his scant crops in the summer, hut even at that he accumulated a little money which was his grub stake when hereached Oklahoma.'After he got down there inK.vRi'»-.C ZsS' ’1—President and Mrs. Wilson phol is Ofudn MeXnbb. the president’s westi leaving: ttieir barracks to disperse turbi seizure of Fiurue Igs precipitated a ci-rrxrstrikes are a corn mon thing with Jim, and he don’t think any more ! of them than the purchase of a’horse or a piece of real estate, j■and takes it as a matteivof course !.lt;but Jim, the Knox county trustee \*and democratic politician of Deck | er township, has ascended from ! the vallev of a lowly and humble agriculturist in the Wabash bottoms to one of the millionaires' of the Creek Nation in Oklahoma. Who knows but what they may be running torn for governor be fore long.UNMISSED THINGSIn glancing over the trade^ ^ ^ 1 t ^ ' hournal we observed the iollowtfaatGod-forsaken Indian country C , . . _ i(rrl .r - * . 1 . 1 ing under the caption of Thingsit was frontier for fair and had Revery thing of the wild and wooly exceptbuffalo.lt had mosquito and rattlesnakes, and maybegila monsters; but Mr. Jim Anthiswe never miss.The customer who brings back the .suit which you have altered. Children who play tag on theb0C1;C!g|fiit1: bIejtllit|eij w; ir| h! fia tlr:was not disheartened. He comI counters while the parents trade.meneed to pray the game of the trader and bought a piece of real estate here and there and lived a quiet;and economical life in. the bosom of his family until the oil boom of the last five years grew on apace. His first strike was on land he owned in the celebrated Glen Fool, where there are now thousands and tens of thousands of oil wells, and we understand Mr. Anthis made a clean up there He invested his money wiselywand well. He was not an oil leaser nor an oil speculator, just indulged in the ordinary business ofreal estate and would buy bis pieces of land wherever he could get them at a price he thought was right. We understand he picked up several hundred thourands in this way and was living*along a good citizen should live, at Muskogee, Okla., ‘The Queen town of the whole state,”he says.”In the spring he owned a 45-acre tract of land in township 14 -12, four or five miles south lt;(, where the big oil boom ix 1 riving men to lrenzy, and where poor drillers and contractors strike the pay sand and transform their automobiles from ‘Tin Lizzies” to Packards over night. This 45 acres was a poor bract of land. We don’t believe Jim would admit it was worth 310 an acre in fee, but be leased it for oil, and 021 the first of July they commenced to drill, and since then have reached the sand of this week, Jim writes that the well on his farm is an unusually good producer and delivering 80 barrels an hour into the pipe line Eit $2.50 a barrel.Mr. Anthis’ royalty is about oneeigfch, without Any expense• - .. - • . t.. 'whatever to him.Claude Winkler savsthat theseThe traveling man who urges you to buy more than you want with the statement Chat you can not get it later, and then gets right sassy because you don’t buy The '‘saleslady” who chews gum during business hours and finds time to gossip with the other sales people while waiting on customers.The merchant who allows his show windows to get stale, his sidewalk rickety, and the store front faded.The employe who is eternally looking for a row.The employer who thinks noone can do anything right but himself.The “business man' who knows that advertising is a waste of money. And-The merchant (?) who thinks he hasn’t time to read his trade ! rj paper.; tii nlb■IItl; d. .; 01j Li iskit!irIPI a!idi o I hhnrMrs. Rachel Knight returned Friday from a visit with relatives at Loogootee and Shoals,John Knight spent Saturday night and Sunday with home folks. John is building a large garage in Petersburg.Rescue Cunningham and Miss-Etta Jones and Misses Hallie Cunningham and EffaHays were a motor party to Vincennes last Monday night where they at tended a show.Fred Steelman, Maurice Cassidy, Clarence Peppers and Russel Armstrong attended the ball game at Mt. Carmel, Monday.wtlolhHi*vtHiHi£HimHiHiHiwsFred Morrison was an Evansville visitor, Tuesday.HiHiHiHiHiHiHiHiHiMr. and Mrs. Wm, Rohrscheib and daughter Meriam and Miss Madge Steelman were Vincennes visitors, Saturday evening.HiiHi