Thomas Ernest Everitt, Josephine Cranford, Robert Weldon Everitt on bull, and Thomas Henry Everitt

Frederick Lloyd Everitt on bull and Charles Herman Everitt

The Chronicle, February 24, 1915

Steer Weighs Near Ton
One day last week Thos. H. Everitt purchased a four-year-old steer that weighed 1,955 pounds from Louis Byfield, of Alpha. Mr. Everitt had the animal photographed and will keep it for some time and expects it to soon tip the scales at considerably over a ton. The animal brought Mr. Byfield in the neighborhood of $110 at market prices.

(I know this isn't a steer, but everything ELSE fits.)

The identities of the persons in these photos are unknown.

Miss Forrest Everett
Vienna - Ind.
My dear little lady:
Your very welcome letter did reach the right person - and I was delighted to hear once more from my friends away out in Vienna Indiana. As you say it has been years since you heard from me - and I have not heard from any of your family direct for such a long time I was indeed afraid you had forgotten me entirely. I remember very well the little girl "Forrest" and I have a photograph of you with your father sitting on the steps of dear old grandfathers house. You can imagine how please I was to receive such a beautifully written and well expressed letter from the little girl who I can only recall as a little girl just learning to read and write. Now you must be a real grown up lady and one your father must be very proud of. I fear to ask you all the questions that rush into my mind - I suppose dear Old Captain Everett has passed away - But how wonderful to think Mrs. Everett is still alive - please remember me to her. - and your aunts, how are they? Please write and tell me all about them also your father - does he still like to go out after quail and see them "drop". Many are the good days I have spent with him tramping over the fields - He could find the birds as well as any dog - and he could see the rabbits "squatting" when I would have walked past them. What has become of your Aunts and Uncles at Scottsburg? Do they still keep the store there? - and Jesse I remember well. Uncle Ned I remember died some years ago. If I was fortunate enough to be able to stop off at Scottsburg and go down to Vienna I could take you through the fields and point out many places where we had exciting times with coveys of quail - so well do I recall those dear old days. I do not travel any more as I am kept busy at the office in Philadelphia. I never see my old friend Charlie Buschmann, though I do hear from him every now and then. About the time my dear father was taken from us I sent a newspaper out to Scottsburg - thinking it might reach some of my old friends - and happy am I now that I sent it. It is very strange that a letter to me at Phila. was returned to you. I had written and sent some things about Christmas time also had sent postals from Europe when I was there in 1914 - but never hearing from anyone I thought possibly you had moved away. Tell your father I never get any quail shooting like I used to get when hunting with him - But I do go duck shooting in the fall and winter. I go down to the Eastern shore of Virginia, where we get a great amny ducks - sometimes we go after quail, but very seldom get a good bag. Where are you living? Your father had a house on the State road quite near the old place. I suppose everything has changed now since the trolly line went through. The trolly had only been working about 2 years when I was last out there. I am enclosing some old pictures that I took many years ago the prints are faded - but they will serve to show you as I remember "little Forrest". Please give my kindest regards to all that remember me - and thanking you for your very nice letter.
Sincerely yours
Henry P. Baily
Sunday March 11th 1917