ASSAULT CASE WAS DISMISSED

$2,000 Damage Action Against Arthur J. Crounse of Altamont Thrown Out By Court This Week.

Judge Addington in county court on Monday dismissed the complaint of Harvey Spencer Hannay of Altamont against Arthur J. Crounse to recover $2,000 damages for an alleged assault, May 8, 1915. Crounse admitted giving Hannay a beating after he was told by his young daughter that she had been insulted by him. Hannay was later arrested on a complaint made by the child, but was discharged. He also brought an action to recover damages for alleged malicious prosecution and the complaint in this action was dismissed also.

The case was partly tried when Timothy E. Roland, representing Crounse, moved to dismiss the complaint on the testimony given, and it was granted.

POLITICAL COMMENT

Those Democratic papers that are bewailing the fact that the present Legislature is not grinding out a big batch of new laws would wail equally loud if the grist were greater. The Legislature of 1913, Democratic in both branches, which sat throughout the year, and filled four large volumes with new laws, failed utterly to convince the voters that its work had any special merit.

Seeing Is Believing!

The proof of the pudding is in the eating.

Owing to limited floor space we must close out our entire stock of used cars at a sacrifice. Help yourself! First come, first served!

We have a large selection of used automobiles in both Touring Cars and Roadsters, prices ranging from $150 to $1,600.

If interested, please send us your address so we can mail you our Used Car Bulletin, giving details in full and prices.

Adirondack Motor Car Co., 272-274 Central Ave., Albany, N.Y. Phone West 509.

VILLAGE NOTES

Well, what’s the matter with the girls? Here it is March 3rd of Leap Year and we haven’t had a chance. Every morning since January 1st we have “dolled up” in our “Sunday-go-to-meetin’s,” hurried to the office and sat all day in delightful and hopeful expectation But, alas and alack, no beautiful peroxide blonde has drifted into the sacred precincts of our editorial parlors and beseeched us to be her’n forever. No enchantress with raven locks and store teeth has waylaid us at the corner. No billet-doux has come from the “pust offiice.” We’re discouraged. Now we’ll have to go to work. The next time we save a whole week’s salary, buy a real linen collar, have our hair cut and wear suspenders, we’ll know it. Good night!