Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 7, Number 303, Decatur, Adams County, 24 December 1909 — Page 6

Santa Claus Headquarters this year is at the PARRISH RESTAURANT We have car loads of all kinds of CANDY, . NUTS, ORANGES, AND FRUITS Xmas tree trimmings and everything else that is needed to fix up the Christmas tree or fill the stockings. Special attention to church and school orders. Call and see us. Parrish Restaurant.

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Money for Christmas | Don’t let the Christmas stock- I Ings of your loved ones go emp- I ty, simply because you are temporarily short of money. Call on or write us. We san help you fill them. We will loan you the money in any amount from $lO to SIOO, on household goods, pianos, organs, teams, fixtures, etc., without removal. Yon can have from one to twelve months’ time in which to pay it back, in small weekly or monthly pay11 ments, as you prefer. $1.20 is ■ the payment on a SSO loan for 0 fifty weeks; other amounts at ■ the same proportion. Remem- ■ her this: Our dealings are con- ■ fldent ial. You get the money 3 without delay. Our rates are I B most reasonable. K g If you need money All out the I 3 following blank, cut it out and I I mail ft to us. F | Our agent it in Decatur ev- | I ery Tuesday. & I Nam* fc I Address .... S I Ain’t Wanted I I Kind of Security- I Reliable Privkts I Ft Wayne Loan Company I Fort Wayne, Ind |

I j A Circumvented | Lawyer j 9 I * He Wa» Induced to Pay Full Price o ° For What He Wanted. ♦ o ° o By ELLA B. TUCKER.. ° o ? ♦ Copyright, 1909. by American Pres* ♦ O Association. J Q*o*o'so»o-.o*oo'*o'»o*o<-0'»0'»0 “Oh, dear." said Ella Kane impatiently, “I wish the postman would come! I’m worried.” “What about?” asked her mother. “I’m afraid we’re not going to get the loan." There was a whistle far down the street. Ella pricked up her ears. As it came nearer she grew more and more excited. When Mrs. Kane heard the postman at the next bouse she went to the door to open it before he should ring. The postman came up the steps and handed in a letter. “it’s from Archie, mother,” and Ella snatched the letter before it reached her mother’s hand from the postman. “Now we’ll see what he has to say about the loan. But. of course, it’ll be all right.” and she dropped upon a window seat and opened the envelope with happy eyes. “Os course,” agreed Mrs. Kane. "Archie is like your own brother.” “N-no, not quite,” demurred Ella. Then her face sank lower over the envelope. coloring furiously. Mrs. Kane looked at her sympathetically. A few moments, then the color fled suddenly and the happy eyes grew dark. “Oh. mother!” she gasped. "ArchieMr. Booth, I mean— But read the letter.” “What is the matter, dear?” anxiously. “Has Archie”— “Mr. Booth is a mercenary wretch!” vehemently. “But read the letter.” Mrs. Kane unfolded the letter with trembling fingers. “Whatever it is. Ella,” she ventured, “you mustn’t judge Archie too hastily. He is a good boy. and you have known him a long time.” Then she read: “Dear Ella—Can’t let you have the money. It would be a mistake. And there’s another thing. Be sure to demand papers to show every transaction you have with that tricky lawyer. I know his reputation and the value of proof with such a man. You write that you owe him $3,000 and that unless it is paid within one month be will foreclose the mortgage on your home. 1 don’t quite understand. You say you have only received $1,200 and that he was to let you haye the rest when you needed it to meet’ the note your father indorsed. If be hasn’t paid it yet why should be foreclose on the full amount? There must be sharp practice somewhere. Will be down just as soon as I can get away from hers and fix tbs matter up.” “I don't see anything in that to worry about,” said Mrs. Kane perplexedly. “Archie is coming down and will make it all right, lie* such a reaourMflul boy!"

Ella threw out hoc hand wearily. “Oh, it isn’t that, mother,” sh* wM j "Mr. Booth will ba down and m*k* things all right, of *ouree. H*’» intensely buslnußd, ai>d h* understands perfectly well that we wees silly enough to take Lawyer PUT* word instead of his paper and so bars lost tbs SI,BOO. Mr. Booth will come all right, probably on the day of tbs sale, pay off the mortgage and then band you ’ the release, with aJww. He knows the place is good for the mosey." "Ella!” “Csi, I don’t quite mean tint, «fl coarse. Mr. Booth doesn’t ear* se lunch for the money, but he’s a naa and mikrt do tilings hi a man's way. . with himself as the central figure." “What is it you want, EUa?" asked .her mother, bitinning to lose patieaoe. "You’re to marry Archie, and yotfve professed to love him more than ail 1 the world, and you concede he’ll come | and pay off this mortgage, and wa both know be ean’t have saved up very mnch in just the two years tie’s been from college and his mining studies, even if lie is an expert and getting famous. It seems to me he’s acting nobly. What is the matter?” “Why didn’t ho send me a check when I asked for it and offered security?” flashed Eila suddenly. "I know he has the money, for he'd just written about receiving $3,000 as a fee for expert work in one of the big mines, and he knew that I desired nothing so I much in the world just then as to pay I that horrid Pill and order him to never I set foot on our land or on our side of 1 the road again. Ugh! When I went to him that day and asked for our j money and he su ed at me with his j little cold eyes and said he had no I money of ours and for me to produce B a paper to prove my words I— Mother. I Archie ought not to have hesitated one I minute. Strict business should be for I business men, not for us. It isn’t his I paying the money. I wanted to do it I myself,\with my own hands, and then H say a few words to Mr. Pill and after frl that lose sight of him forever. Heigho! 3 After all, Arch— : Mr. Booth is—is only a I man!” I Two days later as they were standing on the veranda Lawyer Pill himself surprised them by hurrying up the path. He seemed agitated. I “Good morning! Good morning!” he cried affably. “It’s—it’s a fine day. isn’t it? I hope you are both well?” "Yes.” rather coldly, “we are very well, thank you.” “I am glad to hear it—sincerely glad. Good health is the greatest of all blessings. And now to business. I am j sorry there has been a —a mlsunder-1 ' standing between us. It was owing to ’

a bit of memorandum unfortunately mislaid and forgotten and uow found. It is all right about the money. You can have It at any time, and I have ordered a stay of proceedings in the other matter. There will be no further trouble.” "Explain yourself, please, Mr. Pill. I don't understand at all." “Why, 1 am the quickest man in the world to rectify an error, and the mistake was mine. And now 1 am anxious to prove it in a substantial way. You still own that pasture lot?” "The five acres of rocky land over on the back road—yes.” “Will you sell it now?” A prompt yes was on Mrs. Kane’s lips. Ella saw it and raised her hand warnlngly. Her father bad once offered the lot for SI(KJ, and at their last interview Mr. Fill had laughed derisively and refused to consider it at any price. There was evidently something in the background. "What will you give for it?” she asked cautiously. "Well—er—say SI,OOO. The error was mine, and I wish to do something handsome to compensate you for the annoyance." Apparently he had expected them to snap up his offer, but after the first incredulous stare Ella’s face grew scornful. Even her mother looked suspicious. “There is something behind this, Mr. Pill.” said Ella coldly. “What is it? You are not throwing away money?” The man seemed disappointed. "There is nothing at all, 1 assure you. except- that —that—well, an old neighbor of yours was down yesterday afternoon and acted very mysteriously. He had some specimens ■which he showed to a few people in the postoffice, but slipped into his pocket when he saw me coming. 1 suspect he was trying to raise capital.” "Well?” “1 made inquiries, of course, secretly. That’s business,” his eyes shifting a little, “and I’ve kept him under watch all the time. The specimens came from your old pasture. The chances are there’s nothing in it, but I am always ready to invest money in long risks. Will you sell?” "For a thousand, no.” “Two thousand?” eagerly. “No.” "Three?” r At an imperative sign from Ella, Mrs. Kane again shook her head. "I don’t believe the lot is worth onetenth that money,” she answered, “but I am not quite ready to sell yet, Mr. Pill.” Lawyer Pill shuffled bis feet a few moments, then turned away. “It’s all I’ll give." he said sourly, “and you are making the mistake of your lives.” The next morning before they had finished breakfast he was again at the door, visibly excited. “That Archie Booth has been sending specimens away to an assay office,” he began hurriedly. "Has be been here?” “No."

"Well, he's up to some sharp practice; mark my words on that. If he’d meant fair he would have come straight to you and talked the thing ever. I’ve had him watched all the time, and everything he’s <ono has been sly and full of mystery. If it were any other man I wouldn’t turn my heed, but Archie Booth la an expert and don't dodge about like this for Bothlng I’ll take ehanoee and give yen SIO,OOO for the lot" They both gasped, then Ella shook her bead “’’wenty thousand?" The gate clicked, and • boy ran up the path with a note. Lawyer Pill watebed Elia anxiously whle she read It "From Boetb?" be asteed. "Yea." "Make aa offer?" \ “Wo." "Well, he wffl be bare soon sad try to wheedle you oat of the laud. I knew tbeoe nysceriooe fellows. 1 prefer to be open and pay full vaine. I’ll gtre yen $30,000 flor tbe five acres.” Sila looked at her mctliec and nodded slightly. "Yes. we will accept it." said Mrs. Kane, "but I warn yon tbe place isn’t worth a thousand.” "TTI risk that,” with alacrity. "Now, let us step Inside and fix up the papers at once, and I will make you out a check.” As he went buoyantly down the path a half hour later Mrs. Kane turned to Ella. "What was that note?*’ she asked. Ella opened it and read: “Run Lawyer Pill up to twenty-five thousand or so, then sell. I don’t think I’d better call now, for people around here —and especially Pill—don’t know that I'm a friend of the family. I’ll be down again in a few days and make a long visit. There is a ledge of pretty good building granite on the land, and if Pill will wait a little for a demand and will put some money in to develop it and manage the thing shrewdly, as he knows bow, I think perhaps he can get bis money back. Anyhow, 1 understand he got a lot of money out of your father a long time ago by sharp practice, and this will sort of square things up.” “The dear boy!” murmured Ella as she refolded tho note and slipped it into her dress. When Archie came ho received quite a different reception from that which he would have received after the receipt of his first letter. He was delighted with the success his frienCs had had in getting rid of property that turned out in tbe end to be of very little value. Ella confessed with contrition that she had thought very hardly of him that he had failed to comply with her request and acknowledged that she had done him a great injustice. She repaid him flor what he bad dos,e for her mother and her by setting a day for the weddlnfl.

[JOHNNIE} A Story of a. City Girl In ° ° the Country. ® ♦ ♦ o By LEE C. HARBY ? ♦ I O Copyright, 1909, by American Press I Association. o ♦ ♦ q o o o o «•* o ••• o o ••• o•— o o o o•* o She camq, from New York, and she had been told that she wouid die of ennui at the farm. But she did not mind, because she loved the friends who lived there, and, besides, she was weak and ailing and needed the warm, sweet out of doors of the south to help her bear the trial of invalidism and to reconcile her to the use of her abhorred crutches. In the country around were many farmers native to the soil—honest democratic, illiterate. Not a man of them but considered himself just as good as any one else in the whole world. They cared little for money, recognized no difference in classes, knew nothing of culture and but little of refinement. They were stalwart and brave and held as an article of faith that all women were to be protected and cared for. Johnnie was a farmer’s son and added to his inborn and inherited traits a certain individual coxcombry of dress, evinced in his corduroy trousers, his short box coat of tan cloth, worn over a full, unstarched white shirt belted in about his trim waist; his gauntleted red tan gloves and a partridge feather stuck through the band of his soft felt bat. This costume he donned when going to “the borough,” as they called the little town near by. but when coming to the farm, where he "helped” to cut hay. dig sweet potatoes and do other such things, be wore any old clothes, with neither collar nor tie—indeed, be was often lacking in these essentials of civilization even when clad in his very best. Johnnie was present when the girl first arrived, and his heart had swelled with pity for the helplessness that was so apparent. She was dainty and fair, and be thought her far more beautiful than any one he bad ever seen before. Her friend, with all her womanly attractions. suffered, in his opinion, by the contrast, and this he did not hesitate to express frankly, saying: “Miss Daisy, you’re mighty purty. but you can’t hold a candle to that little girl from New York.”

It was all a source of constant fun to the home family, but they were careful not to say or do anything that would wound the man by hurting bis self love, instead they treated him according to his own standard, which only made hi* admiration more apparent and outspoken. When the girl was taken *o ill her admirer wa* wretched Indeed. He could not see her. but every morning be came and interviewed her friend* and with bold awkwardaes* would »ond a message of hope for her recovery. Generally he brought a bird for her breakfast, saying with hla inimitable drawl: "I eeme to brung this for the little girl, an’ I true’ the 1* jestin’ well.” It was net long before tbe glorious southern wteter brought color to ths pale choelrs. rounded their outlines and Imported »trongth to the weakened frame, ter she would sit for hours out in the suoehlno, stretched off in a roomy steamer ehntr. Meanwhile Johnnie passed beak and forth attending to hl* duties er stopped and talked in his long, slow way. trying to find out what other eervtee he might be able to reader her One day be told hac in his quaint phraeoetogy: "I sho’ am proud you bo gettlnf bettor, for soroecimoe I thought you was a-dytn’. bet next tiro* you would look up and laugh—just a* happy. I was pitiful in my heart of yon.” Tho girl grew wen rapidly, and the family rejeleed. Johnnie was gayly sympathetic and still brought her squirrels and birds so the strength of the game food should bfilld her up. Th* field* were full of birds, and his capacious pockets served as game bags. Often drawing ono from their depths, he would present It to her. Baying, with a broad smile: “I brung you a turckledove,” and then laugh aloud with delight when he saw her interest and pleasure. Johnnie's sister was to be married, and all at the farm were Invited. The girl and her friend and the friend’s mother went, amused and pleased in i anticipation of the novel experience, i Johnnie met them, radiant 'n holiday ; attire, and presented them duly to his i whole family, laying the hospitalities j of their home at the feet of the vis- i itors. Around the girl the admiration of ! the entire assemblage centered. She eclipsed in interest the attendants, the groom, the bride herself. The father j declared her to be “the purtiest girl I , ever seed,” while the mother, sisters and various women who were present gazed at her in dumb admiration. Not so the little nlne-year-old brothercute, curly haired and unafraid. Ac- 1 customed to frankly speak his mind, he planted himself firmly in front of her, his hands upon his hips, and gravely announced: “You sbo’ly Is purty—the purtiest lady that’s ever been an’ come about here.” I The girl used her camera and perpetuated the wedding scene, receiving ecstatic thanks from her admirer and all who belonged to him. Indeed, the rough farmhouse well deserved being photographed, for ft had been turned, within and without, into a bower of rustic beauty in honor of tbe occasion. It was wreathed with graceful gray

moss and garlanded with evergreens, I and the glowing crimson berries of holly and bramble vine mixed with the snowy waxen clusters of the native mistletoe. It evinced taste and an innate sense of the beautiful and artistic quite unlooked for among this class, but the great, wide chimney, with Its roaring light wood fire, threw its dancing golden radiance over decorations as beautiful as any bride could desire. To the girl fresh from a great city and Its conventions everything was new, Interesting, charming, and Johnnie's sister sang his praises right earnestly: "Johnnie’s always thluklu’ after mammy an’ pie. He's sbo’ly a good boy. lie never drinks nothin', an' he don't smoke, an’ he don’t chew none, an’ he never goes out nowhere 'less we says we don’t want him at home. Johnnie 'll do mos’ any kin' of work so it helps ’long mammy an’ me, an' 1 always says that when a boy is good to bls own people he’ll sbo’ly be good to his wife.” The friend beard the conversation, understood and smiled. Johnnie was uncouth and ignorant, but he was sufficiently the lover to endeavor to turn everything to bis advantage. Meanwhile a comfortable residence upon another holding was being erected for the family at the farm, and Into this they, with their guest, soon moved. She could walk a little now without her crutches, and Johnnie came and planted trees and shrubbery while she looked on and directed. Every one teased the girl about the countryman’s devotion, but she smiled on him kindly and made him happy by her interest in his simple talk, while almost imperceptibly some of bis rough edges were smoothed away. Soon came the spring and the wild flowers and the joyous gathering of luscious berries, and then in the height of all this beauty the girl had to return to her city home. Johnnie grieved. He soon ceased coming to the new farm, and it was not long before his odd ways and bls frankly expressed admiration for their erstwhile guest became only an amusing memory. Three years passed, and the girl in her northern home knew many changes from health to sickness, but at length the Divine Love listened to her prayers and healed her. and in the fullness of her joy and in her pride of new found strength and ability she came again for a little visit to her southern friends. Johnnie heard of her arrival and beamed with happiness. His heart had remained true to its idol, and he hastened to renew his allegiance. The girl, though, became shy of him now—he seemed too deeply in earnest. “Little girl.” he said. “1 sho’ am glad in my heart to see you and proud all through to watch you walk so nimble.” She smiled at the phrasing, but felt that it would never do to trifle with a true affection, no matter how lowly the station of the man by whom it was honestly offered. So she drew somewhat aloof in her manner, but he grew only the more devoted. He was her humble slave. He tried to fulfill her wishes before she could utter them He would walk miles to do her errands or bring her bundle*. His constant services spoke mere than words, but ho often assured her that: “Ton bo the piea*ing**t girl that ever come out of Now York.” It was difficult for him to realize that aka really needed no assistance now. Ho was ready to lead his strong arms to carry her over every rough place that mot her feet, reminding her that: “The last tiros I never could permit you to walk there—no, nov-er. nev-er!" It was very touching eometimee and very amtulag always. Aad the little girl aad her friend were full of youth’s high spirits, fun and laughter. So the weeks went by—all too rapidly—a &d at last Ate* sod came. The day before the departure of the girl Johnala bad labored bard and seemed to find constant movement and work necessary for ease of mind. He bad strapped the trunk and locked her valise and in his rough way had done everything of which he could think wffleb might add to her comfort. The girl was very shy when with him and tried to keep her friend ever present, feeling that some confession of affection impended and being very sorry and pitiful for the pain she might be obliged to inflict. At last by some inadvertent chance they were left alone together. Johnnie stopped in drawing the case over her umbrella and, looking at her, asked earnestly: “Does your heart hurt you about i going, little girl?” i “I am sorry to leave my friends. ■ Johnnie.” “Are you sho’ to come back again?” “Yes. I hope so. I will surely come } some time.” 1 He thought a moment. Silently, ; “Will it be next year, little girl?” “I cannot tell. It is possible. I shall try.” , Johnnie rested his hands on the top of the rolled umbrella and said slowly: “When you come back, little girl, I will be ready. An’ will you marry me?” And he leaned forward eagerly in his pleading. The girl gave a little cry of dismay, shook her head and clasped her hands, pleading gently: “Oh. Johnnie, don’t! Don’t look that i way! I can't, you know; indeed 1 cannot. and I do hate to hurt you so!” ‘And the brown eyes filled with tears. I The nature of the man showed itself equal to the occasion, hurt as he was. and his face was a-quiver with feelHe thought only of her, and with it Innate chivalry which will always y to spare a woman pain he said: “Never mind, little girl; never mind, can bear it. but if I die tonight or if live a thousand years I always will we you, little girl.”

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ON THE FLAT SHELL Oytw* Opened That Way With a Purpose, the Waiter Said. Tba waiter had taken a long time In getting the oysters, but as be was well I known to bls guests and his guests to him that occasioned no comment When the oysters were brought the waiter set them down before his customer and asked: “Do you like them better that way?” The diner looked, but he didn’t notice any difference, so he asked, “What way?” “Why, on the flat shell,” replied the waiter. “Don’t you see they aren’t on the curved part of the shell, as usual?” "I see it now that you tell me about It,” said the diner, “but I don’t exactly get the significance.” “Well, you see.” said the waiter, “they always keep them upstairs on the round shell, and when any one calls for oysters if they do come on the r"'ind shell it Isn’t a certainty that they have been opened fresh .'•’uretimes they aren’t good, just because they have been standing. When I call f'-r them on the flat shell, as 1 do for >-"me of my customers, then they have to open them specially for that order. In that way you get them fresh.” “Ah. I see!” remarked the diner. But when he told the professional cynic about It the cynic said something about betting that they kept them standing opened in both ways. “Besides, any one knows they look fatter on the flat shell, which is all the more reason they’d be likely to serve them to some folks that way. If they asked for extra large oysters they’d get them on tbe flat shell. The same oysters on the curved shell would go as ordinary sized oysters," remark ed the cynic gloomily.—New York Sun.

Two neighbors Kept. bens and quarreled beciros* they scratched each other's potato rows np, One sold his bens unknown to the other, who made * large run and fastened bls hens up, I saying: ’’Now, the first ben I see in my garden I shall shoot” Next day he saw a hen scratching as usual, so he got the gun and shot it and then threw it over his neighbor's fence, saying: “Take your ben!” The hen was picked up, taken in and cooked. The following days the same thing happened. Still the neighbor took them up and said nothing till the seventh came over and hit him on the head. Then be picked it up and threw it back at his neighbor, saying: “Eat your own old hens! We are tired of eating them and prefer a little pheasant. 1 sold my bens over a month since!”—Pearson’s Weekly. Ready For Market. Two Canadians were boasting. “Where I come from,” said the first, "we have a salmon river that rises in some boiling springs. As the salmon climb up the river they gradually get acclimated to the heat of the water and don’t mind it. In fact, when we fish in the highest reaches of the stream we catch our salmon ready boiled.” “I don’t doubt that,” said the second Canadian calmly. “Down my way there’s a curious salmon river too. It rises in some tin mines. As the fish work up they meet the suspended ore in gradually Increasing quantities. They get quite mineralised if they keep on upstream, so that if we fish at the head of the river we catch our salmon ready tinned, and all we have to do is to pack and ship them to nytrket”

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