Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 31, Number 18, Decatur, Adams County, 21 January 1933 — Page 2

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CLASSIFIED ADVERTISEMENTS, | BUSINESS CARDS, AND NOTICES * — ♦ FOR SALE FOR SALE — Three pure bred spotted Poland male hogs, old enough tor service. Pure bred Guernsey heifer. Reinhold Koldeway, pl(illie 845 L. ItiaStx FOR SALE —l9 shoats. Max Thieme, Decatur R. 8. 17t3x FOR SALE — 3 used pianos, A-l ■ condition $25 to S6O. 2 used dressers, $7 each. I brass tecrj with, spring, $5. 5 used chest of drawers $5. Sprague Furniture Oompauv, Monroe street Phone 199. gl6-3t FOR SALE —1 bay horse, sound and good worker, weight 1800 lbs. Also 1 bay mare weight 1400 lbs. and a good work horse. Tray Huey, Geneva, Ind., R. 3 16-3tx — p WANTED WANTED—Canner and cutter cows fat cattle and hogs. Anybody having fat stock to sell call William Butler, phone 274 glO-tf WANTED — Local and County Salesmen wanted. R. A. Stuckey. 16t3 FOR SALE —A soft coal burner, large size. A good one, in first class condition. II Bender, phone 861-D. Gl7-3tx | SALESMEN WANTED—Ta sell our I highly refined, distilled and filter-. ed motor oils also paint and roofing cements to farming trade on long credit dating without note, interest I or mortgage. Liberal commission with weekly drawing account and ( full settlement first of each month, ( Must have car. The Lennox Oil and Paint Co., Dept. Sales, Cleveland. Ohio. 16a-3tx —■ ■ MALE HELP WANTED — Men' wanted in this and adjoining territory as Direct Representatives of J well known oil company. Sell small, town and farm trade on easy credit [ terms. Experience not necessary i No investment required. Chance for immediate steady income. Write P. T. Webster, Gen. Mgr., 6211 Standard Bank Bldg. Cleveland Ohio. altx WANTED To rent a small farm. Will pay cash. Phone 199 or' 5351. 18t3x I FOR RENT FOR RENT — Good semi-modern seven room house. Reasonable. E. A. Beavers. Phone 403 17'k3tx LOST AND FOUND LOST OR STRAYED—Fox Terrier (lOq. All cXCcpl Well uiai kvti head. Reward. A. D. Suttles. 17-3t l —• — „ o — Test Your Knowledge I Can you answer seven of these test question? Turn to page Four for the answers. ♦ * 1. Who wrote The Mud Lark ?i 2. In what state does tradition' place the "Lost Dutchman’s Mine . ’ J 3. What church dignitarv may is-! sue an ediet or decree called a[ “bull?" 4. Who was Secretary of War dur-; ing the Spanish-American War? 5. In what year was Charlie Ross kiilnapped? 6. What is Helvetia? 7. Where is Duke University? 8. Who were the Huegunots? 9. What was epopt mean 7 10. Does the Indian head on the one-cent piece represent a male or| female? Appointment of Idmlntatrntor <le bonis non I.state Vo. 29711 Notice is hereby given. That the' undersigned has been appointed Ad. niinislratm- of the estate of John Herscher late of Adams County, deceased. The estate is probably sol-, vent. John C. Grandstaff Administrator' de bonis non ! Vnthiin C. Velson, Attorney. Jan. 13 1933 Jan. 14-21-28 o Appointment of Ailuitnintrntrix Notice is henetby given. That the undersigned has been appointed Ad-i minlstrator of the estate of Joseph - Wolpert late of Adams County, deceased. The estate is probably sol-1 vent \ -roni< a Wolpert Administratrix l.enhnrt Heller anil Schnrger. tttya. January 13, 1933 Jan. 14-21-28 SALE CALENDAR Jan. 25 -Grn.r t and Parrish. 4 ■mile? south of Decatur. Cheater White breed sow •■ltd gut sale. Rov ohnson. auctioneer, Jan. 26 -Nelson Lahrman 3 mi. east of State Road 16 and, 3 4 mi. north. First house south Union Chapel Church. Schuepp and Drew Auctioneers. Jan 28 — Decatur Community sale Jam. 30—Carl H. Tielker, 8 mi. north of Decatur on State Road 27. Closing out sale. Roy E. Johnson. Auctioneer. Feb. I—Charles Miller 5 ml. east of Decatur. % mi. north and Vi mi east of Calvary Church. Closing out ssle. Roy S. Johnson. Auctioneer. SCHNEPP AND DREW Auctioneers and Dealers In Real Estate. 120 East Monroe St. Decatur, • • Indiana Teleuhone 516

IMARKETREPORTS DAILY REPORT OF LOCAL AND FOREIGN MARKETS BERNE MARKET I Corrected Jan. 21 No commission and no yardage. 140 tn 220 pounds $3.30! 220 to 250 pounds $3.10 : 250 to 300 pounds .... . . ... $3.00 ; : 300 to 350 pounds $2.90 t 100 to 140 pounds $3.10 j j Roughs » $2.00 ■Stags $1.0()i Vealers $6.50 Lambs $5.50 FARM BUREAU ASSN Paying Prices No. 1 Eggs, dozen 13c No. 2 Eggs, dozen 11c No. 3 Eggs, dozen 9c Poultry Market Heavy hens, lb. 11c Heavy Pullets, tb 11c Leghorn hens, lb 6c ' Chickens, lb 8c ' Leghorn young roosters lb. .... 4c Old Roosters, lb. ....................... 4c CHICAGO GRAIN CLOSE May July Sept. Wheat 47 47 47% Corn 26% 27% 29 Oats 17% 17% INDIANAPOLIS LIVESTOCK Indianapolis, Jan. 21. — (U.R) —■ | Livestock: j Ilogs, 3,000; holdovers, 168; most|ly 10c off; 120-210 lbs., $3.35-$3.50; (210-250 lbs., $3.15-$3.40; 250-300 lbs. [ $3.05-$3.15; heavier kinds, $3-$3.10; packing sows largely, $2.25-$2.60. ! Cattle, 100; calves, 100; nominlal; for week—mostly steady; heavy steers weak, 25c off; top yearlings. $675; top steers, $6.60; bulk steers iand yearlings, $-4-55.50; bulk heif-1 lers, $4-$4.75; fed heifers. $5-$6; fat Icows, $2-$2.75; few, $3-$3.25; low' [cutters and cutters, $1.50-$2; veals,: 50c off. $7 down. Sheep, 100; scarcely enough here ! Ito test market; few sales heavy [native lambs steady, $5.50-$6; lighter kind quotable to $6.25 or above; fat ewes, sl-$2. EAST BUFFALO LIVESTOCK East Buffalo, N. Y., Jan. 21.—(U.R) Livestock: Hogs, on sale, 700; active, strong [to 5c higher; quality and weights considered; 180-220 lbs.. $3.85; mixed offerings, $3.00 $3.10. Cattle. 75; week's supply moderate; lightweight steers and yearlings, 25c-ssoc higher Monday, advance erased by midweek; weighty steers draggy during week; general quality only fair; good lightweights, $5.75-$6.50; mixed yearlings, $4.75-$5.50; 1,200-1,400-lb„ jsteers, $1.75 $5.50; common and [medium. $3.50-$5.25; cows scarce, steary, fat cows, $3-43.50; cutter [grades. $1.50-$2.35. Calves: Receipts, none; vealers ] mostly steady during week; supply i light, good to choice largely, $7; few selections, $7.50 and $8; common and medium, $4.5v-$6. Sheep: Receipts, none; lambs. |2sc-40c under last week's high close; demand fair; good to choice j . native and fed western lambs, 1 ! $6.25-$6.65/ top. $6.75; common and I ! medium, $5.25-$6; fat ewes, $2.50I 13 ’ FORT WAYNE LIVESTOCK Fort Wayne, Ind., Jan. 21.—(U.R) —Livestock: Hog market, steady; 100-140 lbs., $3.30; 110-200 lbs., $3,550; 200-225 lbs., $3.40; 225-250 lbs., $3.30: 250300 lbs., $3.20; 300-350 lbs., $3.10; I roughs. $2.25-$2,50; stags, $1.50; I calves. $6.75; ewe and wether lambs. $6.25; bucks. $5.25. Cattle market: steers, good to choice, $5-$5.50; medium to good, i 54.50-$5; common to medium to good, $4-84.50; common to medium, $3-$4. Cows: good to choice. $3-$3.50; I medium to good, $2.50-$3; cutter sows, $1.75-$2.25; canner cows, $l- - hulls: good to choice, $3,$3.25; medium to food, $2.50-$3; [common to medium. $2-$2.50; butcher hulls, $3.25 $3.75. • t-OCAL GRAIN MARKET Corr,'.ted Jan. 20 No. 1 Neu VV liejii. t,o u,„. or ] better 40c No. 2 New Wheat, 581 gs. 39c | Cals 13 S | Soy Beans 40c! I No. 3. Old White Corr 20c' No. 3 Old Yellow C;rn 26c! r New Yellow Corn 22c, Hve . N. A. BIXLER i' V OPTOMERI3T ; • y j Fyes Examined, Glasses Fitted. HOURS: i 8.30 to 11; 30 12:30 to 5:00 f, Saturdays, 8; 00 p. m. Telephone 135. 4 T . .1™". II S. E. BL ACK Funeral Director " , It ie. a comfort to know that when | the time comes for the Inst farewell the last rites can safely be entrusted to us. 500—Phones—727 Lady Asst. Ambulance Service

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I ff’ERSONALS Mr. aud Mrs. Karl Haines and Mr. ' and Mrs. Russel Haines of Monroe t attended the funeral services held t Friday at Beech Grove, Indiana, for , Wagner Harmon, 25, who died Wed- t nesday. The deceased was a brother of Mrs. Earl Haines and Mrs. Russel Haines. Death was caused by tuberculosis. He was unmarried. Mrs. E. M. Webb of Berne will play several piano selections over ' radio station WOWO in Fort Wayne next Wednesday afternoon between 2 and 2:30 o'clock Mrs. Webb formerly lived among the Blue Ridge mountains and will dedicate her numbers to her friends there. Miss Mabie Staley visited in Fort Wayne Friday afternoon. Tilman Bauman and Miss Anna Marcella Bauman visited with their brother Sylvan Bauman, who is a t patient at the Adams County Me- !t morial Hospital. Friday. The latter !

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, CHAPTER ONE A wii, winter dusk tangled itself among the oak woods west of Navestock town, making the blacks and greys of the landscape seem colder and more sad. The grinding of wheels and the “plud-pludding” of drenched horses drifted along the high road with the galloping of the wind. Old Tom Tyser, muffled up on the box of the “White Hart” coach, shook the rain from nis hatbrim, and grumbled. “Never knowed s ue h weather! I’ve come home these seven days a’sittin’ in a puddle.” Wet it was, and Navestock Valley might have been some primeval sea bottom suddenly upheaved, still drenched and running with the backwash of the sea. The land lay sodden and tired; the trees shook : the rain from their boughs with petulant imprecations. As for the grey coach-horses, their ears flopped dejectedly, and did not prick up at the sound of the postman’s horn. Mr. Winkworth’s red-wheeled coach laboured and squeaked, and strained. A decrepit veteran, it crawled daily between the railway at Wannington and Navestock town, its black panels needing paint, its musty interior smelling of stable dung and straw. j The passenger on the box beside I old Tom Tyser saw Navestock town draw out of the dusk like a great rock in a grey sea. At first 1 it was a mere black mass in the valley, but lights began to blink as the coach passed the lodge gates of “Pardons" and swung along beside the swollen river. Darkness blotted I out the cloud scud above the swayI mg tops of the elms, and in Navestock lights blinked more and more, isolated yellow specks upon the outskirts, but clustered like star clusters towards the centre of the town. By old Josiah Crabbe's stone house, where the row of Lombardy poplars whistled with the wind, the cobbles of West Street clashed a welcome to the horses’ hoofs. The sounds reverberated in the winding street, where empty footpaths gleamed wet in the light from cottage windows. A church tower, more elm trees, and the black mouths of side streets and alleys drifted by before the cpach crunched across the marketplace and drew up outside the White Han Hotel. The darkness of a wet February evening hid the I utter unimportance of this oldworld event. The coach arrived, that was all It carried just three | passengers, and they abandoned it. and went their several ways There was no stir of ostlers, no fluttering of curtains at the windows, no- fat Mr Winkworth standing under the ' White Hart' portico A single oil lamp flickered on its iron bracket over the hotel door. The pavement ■ and square were crowded with nothing but puddles. All the upper windows in the big. white-fronted, square-built inn were black and lifeless patches. The bar an.d the 1 billiard-room alone were steamily and huskily alive. The tall man in the ulster had climbed down from the box ■ seat and deposited a shabby leather portmanteau under the portico of s the “White Hart” He glanced

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underwent an operation here Thursday. Mrs. Katie Schrock, Joseph and Marcella Schrock and Noah N. Schrock of Monroe township left Thursday for Arthur, Illinois, where they were called on account of the death of Mrs. Schrock’s sister, Mrs. Abraham Yoder, who died Wednesday from pneumonia. Mrs. Grace Alwein, Mrs. W. A. Lower, Mrs. J. H. Heller and Tom Alwein motored to Fort Wayne for an hours visit with friends. Mr. and Mrs. F V. Mills and several friends are planning to spend a day visiting the. legislature at Indianapolis, next week. Mrs. Wai Wemhoff visited in Fort Wayne. The sale of the Adams County Garage yesterday and last evening was a successful one, the enltire stock of. parts and equipment being disposed of. Elmer Tricker of Fort Wayne attended to business in this city today. Edgar Gerber of Fort Wayne vis-

JO®! I jnr A fat boy eame splashing through the puddles and asked the tall, young physician: “Be you for Dr. Threadgold’s?”

about him, took of? a rain-splashed top-hat, and smoothed the nap with the sleeve of his ulster. The light from the oil lamp dnbbled down on him with a draughty waywardness. He was tall, with a gaunt breadth of shouldbr that wedged out his ulster into sharp, square corners. The lamplight fell on his face and ran off it like water off a crag, an ugly face with a big nose and a square chin. He was cleanshaven about a straight, terse mouth, and his eyes looked very steadily and very intently at life, as though determined to nothing but the truth. A boy came splashinc through the puddles in the market-place, and stared doubtfully at the young man under the “White Hart" portico. “Be you for Dr. Thrcadgold’s, mister?” He was a fat boy, with blownout cheeks, a white muffler that bulged under his chin, and trousers that fitted very tightly over a certain portion of his figure. The man studied him with that indescribable gleam of the eyes that goes with a lively sense of humour 'That’s right-Mr. Pickwick. I’ve just come by the coach." “My name’s not Pickwick. ’’ “I beg your pardon. I’m sure." The boy eyed him suspiciously “My name’s Sam. Sam Perkins, and I carry out the bottles." “That’s something to begin with. Cun you manage this, bit of luggage?” The boy heaved a* the portmanteau. and found that it earns up quite easily. Tha tall man’s voice had had a peculiar effect upon him It was a deep, yet quiet voice, a voice that suggested a reserve of

ited in Decatur Saturday. Miss Madge Hite spent Friday as ! ternoon and evening in Bluffton, the guest of Mr. and Mrs. Roger Swaim and family. Mr. and Mrs. Paul Sauter were the guests of Relatives in Bluffton. Friday. Miss Grace Elston is visiting witli relatives in Chicago over the weekend. o GIVE PROGRAM FOR INSTITUTE ——— (CONTINUED FROM PAGE ONE) ! j 2:lo—Address. “Farming with a Purpose”. Maurice S. Lafuze 2:45 —Report of Exhibiting Committee. Report of Secretary. Announcements. Evening Session Piano solo, Mildred Beer Solo .............. Charles Mcßride (Accordion Solo .. Billy Woods Vocal Solo Jean Houck 'Mixed Chorus Kirkland H. S. > — ’

i breath stored away in a capacious i chest, a voice that would grow t quieter and quieter under stress, i like the smile of a man who is dog- - gedly good - tempered and knows t how to use his fists. i "Anything else, sir?” - The “sir” was a distinct uplift, s “No; that’s the lot” t The portmanteau was exceed- ! ingiy light, and its lightness filled • the fat buy with speculative sur- ! prise. He remembered that when i young Surgeon Stott came as as- . sistant to Dr. Threadgold at Nave- ■ stock, that gentleman’s luggage had filled the “White Hart” hand-cart. i and that Fyson, the coachman, had . broken his braces in getting it up--1 stairs. Sam balanced the pctmanteau on his shoulder, and made an imaginary inventory of its eunlents. , He allowed the big man one nightshirt. a razor and washing bag. a pair of slippers, two shirts, a pot of jam. and a second-best pair of i trousers. Nor were Sam’s calculations far from the actual facts. Dr. John Wolfe had al) his worldly possessions in that leather portmaateau. Dr. Montague Threadgold’s house stood on the north side of Mulberry Green, the long windows tn its flat red front overlooking the old mulberry trees, and the white posts and chains that bounded the stretch of grass. A solid and portly house, it had for its neighbours a dozen other solid and portly houses, all built of red bnck with white atone cornices and ashlar work at the angles, all with massive frontdoors and lion-headed brass knockers, and door-steps wiuta as newly starched aprons. (To Be Continued) n? P / ‘;* b L’22 2 «r by R s berl M Mcßride ft Co. Dutrtbucad by King teat urea Syndicate. Inc.

[String Orchestra Mrs. Lee Mcßride, pianist ( Duet Helen and Harold Mcßride I Boys’ Quartet.. Boyd Stepler, Glen I Girod, Thomas Adler, Jas. Shady Solo Charles Mcßride, Quartet Music and Yodeling by Martin and Carl Kipfer. Harold Moser. Ezra Kaehr Piano solo Doris Johnson Stringed Orchestra Mrs. Lee Mcßride, pianist! ROOSEVELT AT MUSCLE SHOALS CONTINUED FROM PAGE bama the stations were crowded with people. ■ At the conclusion of the Inspec-I , tion trip, Mr. Roosevelt was to I depart for Decatur, Ala., Binning- ] ham and Montgomery. A formal i reception awaits him in the latter] city. Twenty miles from here a squadron of army fighting planes dipped in salute above the train' and then roared southward as an

SYNOPSIS ' Sam Perkins, Dr. Montague Threadgold’s bottle boy. meets his employer's latest assistant. Dr. John , Wolfe on the latter's arrival at little , Navestock in a wet winter dusk. . Sam notes mentally that the new . doctor’s luggage is very light as he ; conducts the stranger to the Threadgold house. CHAPTER TWO Sam gave a tug at the bell handle. “It! take the box around the back, sir.” John Wolfe nodded to him, scraped his boots on an iron scraper let into the wall, and saw the great green front door of Prospect House swinging back over a brown doormat that carried the word “Salve.” “Dr. Threadgold at home?” “Yes, sir.” “I’m Dr. Wolfe. You might take my ulster, and get it dried. Mind your apron. The thing's wet through.” The maid smiled at the big man with the quiet voice. He was laughing to himself over that word “Salve,” and his mouth and eyes looked very pleasant when he was amused. A few details are full of significance to a man who has learnt to observe and to weigh impressions. Dr. Montague Threadgold was either a wag of a fellow or an affable person with no real sense of humour. Salve! Turn the word from Latin to English, and the mat might as well have whispered “pills.” A mahogany door at the end of the hall opened, and a short, stoutish man in a neat pair of black-and-white check trousers came sailing out. “Mr. Wolfe, 1 presume. Glad to see you, sir, glad to see you.” Dr. Montague Threadgold was the most affable of men. He was round, pink-faced, wore gold-rim-med glasses, and spent twenty minutes each morning in training a number of well-oiled hairs across the bald crown of his head. His affability and his energetic worthiness expressed themselves even in the play of his check • patterned legs They were legs that twinkled, went at a quick strut, and pattered up and down stairs very quickly Hie mouth was one of those prim mouths that purse themselves into a straight line and insist on seeming shrewd and determined. A little wind-bag of a man. he bounced and floated through the life of Navestock and its neighbourhood bring ing children into the world with unction and patting them on the head three years later, with still greater unction, uttering sweet, shallow solemnities at bedsides, drinking his port at dinners and twinkling through sI y. beaming spectacles, ejbscnbing his guinea to all charities, and living very fatly behind the heavy rep curtains of Prospect House Dr Threadgold’s chubby hand disappeared into Wolfe’s great fist. Urbanity hid some of the elder man s condescension. He looked through his round spectacles at Wolfe and seemed a little bothered by the surgeon s height and by the grave and steady way he had of staring people- in the face. “A wet journey. Im afraid.” Dr Threadgold always looked on the point of saying “my young friend.” “ft is a disgrace that there is no branch line to Navestock, a positive disgrace But privilege, vested interests ah well. I’m a bit of a Liberal. Mr Wolfe And luggagewhat about your luggage’!” “I think I heard it going upstairs.” ”Ah - to be sure. I expect you would like some supper We take that informal meal at half paat

I escort. The exact time of arrival I was 9:30. Mr. Roosevell. in a brief address here, told the crowd “I feel confident we will get something done at Muscle Shoals." Out of this visit to the souths j largest hydro-electric plant friends. expected a definite plan tor utili- | zation of its facilities. Proponents of government operation and distribtion of surplus [power front the development. I built originally as a nitrate pro- [ ducer. were inclined to let Mr. , Roosevelt himself suggest tha I means of operation of the plant. They realize that he has very ! definite views on the power ques- ! tion. and they feel he should take i the initiative toward settlement | of the issue. This attitude was reflected by ( Senator George Norris of Nebrasi ka, progressive Republican, father j of several measures for government operation of Muscle Shoals. [ "I am waiting for Governor ' Roosevelt to be in the White House before I seek congressional

seven-precisely.* 1 “Very good, sir.” i “Ah—let me see-your room, yes i -Sykes will show you your room. < You will find Mrs. Threadgold and J myself in the drawing-room. No, no ' professional questions to-night, i They can stand over till the morn- I ing.” Threadgold had begun to talk I very fast, as though his composure i had run away from him, and he was < trying to catch it again. His affa- 1 bility appeared a little hurried and i out of breath. All because this tall and rather ugly young man had a reserved air, and steady, watchful eyes. i “Sykes—Sykes * “Yes, sir.” “Conduct Mr. Wolfe to his room, Sykes.” And Sykes led the way up three I long flights of stairs. John Wolfe s room was on the top floor of Prospect House, a room whose single window opened upon a leaded gutter and the brick face of a parapet. By standing on one of the chairs he could have seen over the parapet and, by daylight, the mulberry trees and the green below. The furniture of the room was very simple, a three-cornered mahogany washstand with a blue Spode jug and basin, a wooden bedstead, painted yellow, a chest of drawers us the same colour, a couple of chairs, and for a dress-ing-table a plain deal table draped with pink glazed calico and muslin, rather dirty. The carpet was in four strips, arranged about the bed. Wolfe stood in the middle of the room, and his head came within six inches of the ceiling. He looked round critically, with just th£ slightest twitching of the upper Up. He moved next to the little Georgian fireplace, put a boot into the opening and felt for the register. “Down—of course!” Wolfe kicked it up. and a shower , of soot descended upon the white shavings and the pink paper fronting that decorated the grate. “I’ll wager that man's an old I duffer. Fussy and amiable. I wonder what sort of life they lead down here? Quiet and sleepy and harmless.” He laughed and turned to the portmanteau that the fat boy had left at the bottom of the bed. Nor was his unpacking a very lengthy business. Ont of the portmanteau came two shirts, rather ragged, a pair of slippers; a washing bag; a comb and brush; a pair of boots that had been re-capped at the toes; a razor; a strop; a brown leather instrument case; a meerschaum pipe wrapped up in a paper bag; two pairs of trousers, a tail cuat; two night-shirts, with the buttons showing metal, five collars, a tie. »nd two or three well-worn books. Wolfe packed most of these possessions away m the chest of drawers before he went to the wash-hand b r ßShed the blue Spode basin he * l ’ oua b ? the dressing, table where the maid had left the mu th. h h hand * en ' and . / ea8 ‘ POcke ' ot h “ «>« purse H. °b' fade<) Creen 11I! ‘ on to d lh ' Contenu ou ' on to the dressmg-table, .no count, ed one sovereign and nine shillings " silver. An investigation of his of nme«n oCket# di “'°* ed the gum of mnepenc. m eopp. r . Wolfe evwj up oXce'h th,UKhtful| y Picked it •n X t hi Pl,ce ' anrt put n Sk p?r M toPPera ’ ,n, ° th ‘ ais student’, life. N „ rom * nl " sociationa belonged to lu h ,

action again or, l,. u i slatj <W position of Muscle said. An oil for use in , ing made from <-|i. aud residue being sold | SPRING EMfiH.LME® BITNER SCHOOL Of' Q®_ AND DANCE, , Learn to Dramatize, Smj. For enrollment Phone — FLORENCE HOI.TMIM Stenographic Wo® Typewriting ■ Judge J. T. Office, K. of C. Bli® If you have any extra or stenographic work I glad to do it. Pboue appointment. B*

bought the purse at a little fancy shop in l<.ar.Mlin the days when, as a young of twenty-one, he ha 1 taken £IOO a Quaker aunt had left Those seven years v. ...; ed or crushed a man toughness and less heart. fanatical or med a- va have suffered more in the of philosophy. One sh:-t. one of boots, one meal a day; hoarding to pay for > a- : a genuine garret to c. ; arc A in. He had not only to learn, to earn money to learn »uh. three years he had acted as dispenser at a surgery. once he had spent a part of summer travelling the with an itinera.it "boxing nnd acting as "bruiser" it comM fairs. He had sung r.gs , | don taverns for a shilling pot of porter a night, and for three months as a ---raO cuttings and on the of a new south-country the hospital he had beer. Wolf,” and the name had lean, predatory look. A quiet the best “heavy weight" in London hospitals, clean to the of ferocity in his living. shabfeM hater of snobs, he had a fev friends, and a fair number oflM enemies. B Those seven years had left mark upon the man, and upon belongings. He was hard, straight as his own “left,” lutely fearless, an en’ -'last >B had fought through. Wolfe I® been thorough. He had nut scn|B a little knowledge and possible qualification. a-.d appeared to make a ' ”le He had served as h u«e ■ and resident obstetric - .-gccr-iB had spent torn months ’’ ' that elemental science — pobH health. Wolfe was a sound W a man who could not bear not know what could be known. Yet he had come by more this than knowledge and —reur* No true man who has struggled“ suffered loses in heart by U» stragglings and sutTerings. F these things are life, and •d" them a man does not undent* half the things that he I sight, sympathy, humour. a a tenderness, you find them iB 1 men who have corn- with hearts through the rough i tumble. And now, at the end of t# seven years. John Wolfe f® ol himself in Navestock town all sistant to Dr. Montague Thra gold Experience in general P’ lice and money to save lot » :,r ’ — these were hi s necessities! Navestock had known the cont* of John Wolfe's poitmantca-d his green silk purse, it would » attached no great importance I the fact that Dr. Montague Thre# gold had taken a new assistant “Old Monte’s got another botfl washer!" Yet the man who was descent# Dr Threadgold’s stairs and P* 1 ing to decide which wa« the ® of Dr. Threadgold’s drawmg-r* was fated to shake the torpor • of the bones of that most cor# of towns. The great, outer had dropped a live shell into fi J ’ stock market-place. A high-pitched, serene squeak a voice gave Wolfe the clue •’ the position of Dr threads® drawing-room duoi. "Montague.” it said. ‘‘MonWw be so good as to pur two lumps of coal on the lire." And Wolfe heard 'he scroop a shovel as he put bis li-i—d to “ white china handle (To B« Ccatwutdi Lovjr.ght. I»W b> Robz.-i M „ d DuinbuieO Kiog Fsaluru sjouica*