Among the large number of dis tinguished Cambro-Americans living in the West, Mr. John R. Jones, Mankato, deservedly occupies an hon orable place. Mr. Jones is descended of Welsh parents, both of whom were from Wales; and on his mother's side, he is related to a family who have an honorable record in connection with the State, church and literature. His father's name was Richard P. Jones, whose home in Wales was called Tyddyn-Engan, near Treflys, Carnarvonshire, N. W. His mother's maiden name was Elizabeth Williams, whose father's home was called

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Bodaden, situated about two miles from the town of Carnarvon. mother was a sister of William Owen (Gwilym Hafren), who was a native of Brynhafod, Clynnog, and noted as a bard and scholar. She was also related to John Pughe Esq. (Ioan Ap Hu Feddyg), of Aberdyfi and to David William Pughe, Esq., of Frondirion, Clynuog, both of whom were physicians and authors and distinguished for their genius and scholarship. Mr. John Pughe was the translator of "Meddygon Myddfai," published by the Welsh MSS. Society, and Mr. David W. Pughe composed and pub

lished a "History of the Principal Castles of Gwynedd. The genealogy of the family is recorded in a small volume in Welsh called "Cyff Beuno," published in Wales in 1863. Mr. Jones' parents were married in Wales and lived in a place called Plas Glanrafon, where five children were born to them. They emigrated to America about 1838 and settled for about two years in Brooklyn, N. Y. and afterwards moved successively to Oneida, Fulton and Herkimer Counties, N. Y., and finally to Columbus, Wis.

Mr Jones, the subject of this sketch, was born in Stratford, Fulton Co.. N. Y., April 1st, 1844. He first attended school in the little village now called Dolgeville, Herkimer Co., N. Y. In 1856 he moved with his parents to Columbus, Wis, where he attended the village and district schools for three years. He was then apprenticed to Daniel E. Bassett, of Danville, Wis., who was engaged in business in the line of drugs and general merchandise. And from that time he has been continuously engaged in the practice of pharmacy, with the exception of nearly a year spent in the Army (41st. Wisconsin Volunteers), and about one year in the employ of U. P. R. R. Co. at Omaha, Neb., as assistant purchaser.

In the fall of 1881 he located in Mankato and engaged in the business of druggist and manufacturing pharmacist. At this time also he carried on business as druggist in Burlington, Wis., and Little Rock, Arkansas, which he has since disposed of and concentrated his energies on his establishment at Mankato, where he has proved very successful. As manufacturing chemist and pharmacist he does a large wholesale and retail business in drugs and chemicals, which is one of the largest of its kind in the North West. And besides his extensive business in drugs and pharmacy, he is also

largely interested in the Mankato Street Railway and in the Mankato Manufacturing Co.

The sterling qualities which have made him so successful in his business enterprises and so highly respected by the community in which he lives, have also been repeatedly recognized by "The Minnesota State Pharmaceutical Association." Having been elected in the first place to the office of Vice President, at the meeting held in Saint Paul, June 16th. 1885, he was again in the following year, at the meeting held at Minneapolis June 15th and 16th, 1886, elected to the responsible and honorable office of President of the Association.

Mr. Jones is devoted to his home and family, having been happily married Oct. 28th, 1867, at Waupun, Wis., to Miss Josie O. Squires, a most estimable lady, and formerly of Elmira, N. Y. Mr. Jones has five sisters living: Mrs. Evan Jones, and Mrs. Edwards, Brooklyn, N. Y., Mrs. B. F. Hart, Faibury, Neb.; Mrs. Robert Griffiths and Mrs. D. H. Williams, Columbus, Wis., and one brother, Mr. Richard R. Jones, Howard City, Mich., who is engaged in the lumber business. Mr. Jones learned to speak and read Welsh after he was fourteen years of age under the instruction of his mother and at the Welsh Sunday School at Columbus, Wis. And though reli giously associated with the American Episcopal Church, yet he takes a lively interest in all movements tend. ing to promote the material prosper. ity and the social, political and reli. gious advancement of our Welsh-Am. erican people throughout the country.

IN yielding to one temptation, the way is opened for so many. Nothing will serve us day by day but a humble trust in Him who is able to keep us from falling, and earnest striving to watch as well as pray.-Short Arrows.

"Tis but a base, ignoble mind, That mounts no higher than a bird can soar." -SHAKESPERE.

While Glendower was tarrying in Monmouthshire to snatch a prize which might tell on the fortunes of Henry IV., the fate of England was decided by the bloody battle of Shrewsbury, in which the young Prince of Wales (afterwards Henry V.) won his spurs, a third of the forces brought into the field falling in the encounter. When Glendower heard the news, his courage gave way for a time, and he hesitated as to whether he should break up his small army, and flee to France, or whether it would not be better to carry on the

war to the bitter end. He paced up and down his tent, pondering the subject in-his mind, and in the end resolved to fight the enemy to the last. He had hardly decided when Sir Richard Margam entered his tent, and he communicated his final resolve to him

Sir Richard placed his battle-axe in a corner, and kneeling to Glendower, said, "My well-beloved liege, I thank you for that resolve. A single fight, be it e'er so bloody, will not seal the fate of the ancient Cymry. We have a compact army, the French are gaining successes in the west, and we have the entire possession of the Severn. Surely a mountainous country like ours can be held with our forces, small though they be, for years to come. There is not a man in your camp but would shed his blood for you. Yours is not a hireling army; our cause is just, and that will give threefold strength to our blows.

"What you say is true," replied Glendower; "but the queen fell into my hands through treachery, and I would give her up if an opportunity offered."

"Give her up, my liege !" exclaimed Margam, rising. "Never! Give her up! why, all your subjects would spurn you! Pardon the freedom with which I speak, but my feelings are strong, and I must express myself strongly."

When the Celtic chief was once more alone, he immediately set about a plan to rid his court of the English queen, and decided that the two youths who were instrumental in delivering her into his hands should also be the means of restoring her to her husband. He called one of the guard, and told him to send for Arthur and De Ruthyn. The two youths entered into his presence, and saw that he was much agitated.

"I have sent for you to ask you to do me a service. Are you willing?" said he.

"Whatever the noble Glendower wishes and it lies in us to do, that shall be done," said Arthur de Bohun.

"Perhaps you will allow Lord de Ruthyn to speak for himself," said Glendower, smiling.

"I cannot speak more to the purpose than De Bohun, your majesty," replied De Ruthyn; "we have resolved to unite our fortunes with yours, come weal or woe, and are only