A RANCHMAN'S RECOLLECTIONS 



not have the magnetic force of his brother Philip or 

 of his nephew Kirkland, but by a quiet force, pecu- 

 liarly his own, drew men to him with bonds equally 

 strong. 



When Kansas City, the unsightly town of hills and 

 hollows, began to develop its parks and boulevards, 

 he was on the first board, remaining until his death, 

 and was the great inspiration for the now beautiful 

 Kansas City. Mr. Armour attended church regu- 

 larly, and had a quiet but effective method of passing 

 on the sermon. If it appealed to him he remained 

 and gave the minister a cigar, but otherwise filed out 

 with the congregation. An instance of his innate 

 honesty occurred when the celebrated heifer Armour 

 Rose was being raffled off to build Convention Hall. 

 Kirk B. Armour was making a public sale of reg- 

 istered Herefords, and several heifers sold at $ 1,000. 

 Members of the Commercial Club asked him to do- 

 nate a heifer to be sold for the Convention Hall 

 fund, which he did, saying that she was as good as 

 he had. The public knew the sale price, and figured 

 that Armour Rose should be worth as much as the 

 best, but very few wanted a heifer. 



S. B. Armour called me to his desk and asked, 

 "What is this that I see in the papers about Kirk 

 and you calling this heifer worth $1,000? Did you 

 say that she is worth that?" I said that she had 

 been given without valuation, but the public had 

 jumped at the conclusion that it could have the heifer 



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