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Mass., Feb. 27, whither he had gone to reside after his marriage last October. He had an attractive, manly personality. He was president of his class while an undergraduate at Dartmouth and won the pole vault in the New England intercollegiate meet in 1907. His lit erary ability was tecognized both at college and in the Harvard Law School, making him conspicuous for his writ ings in verse. A native of Nebraska, he chose to take up his professional work in the East after his graduation from the Law School in 1910, and became asso ciated with the prominent Boston law firm of Mayberry, Hallowell & Ham mond. Mr. Blythe was highly esteemed for many strong and endearing charac teristics, and he was one who had in him that which goes to the making of an honorable and successful career. HAPPENINGS IN COURT I ONE of the judges of the Circuit Court of Cook County was heating default divorce cases in Chicago. A fine looking young attorney, when his case was called, stepped forward with three witnesses, three beautiful and very finely dressed young women. "What is your name," asked the judge of the first one to take the witness stand. "Mrs. Bertha Mills — Mrs. Bertha John Henry Mills." "You are the complainant, are you?" "Yes, sir." "You charge here that your husband did cruelly beat and most wrongfully mistreat you." "Yes, sir; he did." "Tell us all about it from start to finish." She did. When she finished, the judge continued his examination: —

"Did anyone see him do all this?" "Yes, sir; my two sisters." "And they will so testify?" "Yes, sir." "Let's see, did I ask how old you are?" "I will be twenty, the fifth of next month, Judge." "How long have you been married?" "Almost two years." "I suppose you want to resume your maiden name?" "Yes, sir; I want my maiden name Dupont again." "That is all. Step aside." "Next witness, what is your name?" "Miss Viola Dupont — formerly Mrs. Viola James Herbert Mills." "Any relation to the complainant?" "Yes, sir; I am her sister, and I married her brother-in-law." "You mean you married her husband's brother?" "Yes, sir; that is it." "How old are you?" "Twenty-one years old." "Is your husband living?" "Yes, sir; he says he is — we've been divorced a year." "Tell us what you know of this affair on January 1st that your sister has described. Did you see that?" "Yes, sir; I saw it all. I saw him pick up that hot biscuit and throw it at her across the breakfast table, and he got up real angry and went away and never spoke a word, and he simply stayed away and didn't return." "How did you happen to be there at the time?" "Well, judge, you see we three sisters all lived there with the three brothers, and — that is with the three until my husband went away, and then there was only two, and then when he left there was only one of them left." After some further examination, the last of the three witnesses was called