Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 32, Number 122, Decatur, Adams County, 21 May 1934 — Page 2

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f CLASSIFIED ADVERTISEMENTS, BUSINESS CARDS, AND NOTICES FOR SALE FOR SALE — Grand Piano, bike now, 1934 model, in this vicinity. Mu«tt sell at once, Very low balance at easy terms. Write Finance Manager, 812 .Main Street, Anderson, Indiana. 12t)-a3t FOR SALE — Manchu soy beans, Harry Edged, quarter mile north of Hobo. 121 6tx FOR SALE —A high grade Guernsey calf, just a few days old. cheap if taken soon. J. VV. Anderson, on Doctor Heavers' farm, R. R. 2, rural phone J 867. k-120-3tx FOR S.VLE— At the Community Auction Tuesday evening, one 60 pound porcelain lined refrigerator. FOR SALE 1. 6 acre farm, house, barn, garage, corn crib, electric lights. 2. Modern 8 room house, North 4th st. 3. Garage building on Ist st„ Decatur, ind. 4. Mercantile building, Monroo st., near new theatre. 5. Semi modern 7 room house, good location. 6. 205 acre farm, black soil, good timber, crops go with farm. 7. 240 acre farm, good bldgs., electric lights, crops go with farm. S. 7 room house, Adams street. 9. Filling station and grocery store on main highway. 14-21-28 A. D. Suttles, apt. FOR SALE—Several used ice refrigerators. 1 used Elextrolux gas refrigerator. August Walters. g-122-6t-3t e w HAT SALE — Reduced prices on bats: $2.50 value go at $1.95; $2 value go at $1.50: $1.50 value go at $1: 25 hats to go at 25c each, j Mrs. Maude A. Merriman, 222 S. I Fourth St. 121-21 FOR SALE — Received new shipment living room suites. $35 and up: bedroom suites s4u and up; oil stoves, $4.90 and up; mattresses, bed springs and congoleum rugs at very reasonable prices. Stucky A- Co., Monroe, Ind. 121-7 t FOR SALE OR RENT—I sed pianos —We will rent these pianos to responsible parties very reasonable. Sprague Furniture Co. Phone 199. 120-2 t WANTED WANTED —Radio or electric work. Call Phone 625. Miller Radio Service, 226 No. 7th St. Apr tits Wanted: Two or three furnished light housekeeping rooms. Box K M ~ Democrat Office. 12i*-t2x Wanted To Rent - -Modern or iyo lern house, possession by June * Harry King, 822 N. 3rd St. * 120 3 t x WA.vTeD—To buy a house like Good location at a reasonable price Phone 1065. 122-a3tx I Opening: Men-Women: Good references. Sound health. Interest- 1 ed iu permanent connection in Government work. Excellent salary. Past experience unnecessary. M ill train those qualified. For particulars write Box 50 this paper. altx • WANTED MALE HELP—We want to select a reliable young man, now employed, with foresight, fair education ind mechanical inclinations, who is willing to train during spare time or evening, to quali-1 fy as INSTALLATION and SERVICE expert on all types ELECTRIC REFRIGERATORS. Write fully, giving age, phone, present occupation, Box Engineer ■■ Democrat. 122a2tx5-21 WANTED TO BUY— Old gold of ail kinds. See advertisment on page three- 122-altx LOST AND FOUND FOUND—Pair of glasses and case in Beils Grocery. Owner nray have samp by inquiring at this office and paymg for ad. 122 k3t. ~ — n—- i VITKK To Ihr Officer*. Depositor*, Creditor* S|«m U IdiliUtn iiikl nil oilier* IntcrIn flir >lnll«*r or I In* l.lqiihlutioii of Old Idam* (dimly Honk of Oecttlur Indiana You and ta* h of you are nottfled that pursuant to an order made and entered of rerord in the Adam.-* Circuit Court of Adams county state of Indiana, in a cause there pending 1 entitled “In the matter of Liquidation of Old Adams County Bank" and numbered 14,72 ft upon the-»KiO( kets of said court, the Department of Financial Institutions of the •'State of Indiana in the matter of the Liquidation of said Old Adams County Bank, has filed in said cause an account in partial settlement of the liquidation of said ba#ik, setting fortk all receipts and disbursements, credits and charges to date of such accmi nt; You are further notified that the court has set and fixed June ft, 1934 as Wie date when the *ourt will hear and-detcrrr.ine any objection in writing -which may be filed against said report and will pass upon such account. Dated at Decatur, Indiana, this 7th da>t*>f May, 1934. TH® DEPARTMENT Op FINANCIAL INSTITUTIONS OF THE STATE OF INDIANA By-w Leo- Yager. Special Representative HeilCS 0. Heller* Attorney May 7-14-21

MARKETREPORTS i DAILY REPORT OF LOCAL AND FOREIGN MARKETS > LOCAL MARKET ■ Decatur, Berne, Craigvill .Hoagland 1 » Willshire, Ohio • Corrected May 21 s No commission and no yardage Veals rev el vad Tuesday Wednesday Friday and Saturday 160 to 200 lb*. $3.40 [ j 210 to 260 Mw. $3.45 t j 250 to 300 lb*. $3.36 . i 300 to 250 lb*. $3.20 j 140 to 160 ll* «... $3.00 . j 120 to 140 11* $2.20 - I 100 to 120 lb*. $1.90 Roughs $2.25 i Stags .... f 1.25 ‘ i Veeieri $5.75 i Wool lambs $8.25 ) ! . CHICAGO GRAIN CLOSE May July Sept. .j \\ heat . . .90'j, .S 8< 2 .B»Va | Corn . .4914 .51*4 -53 i | Oats .35 .. 35\ .36 East Buffalo Livestock Hogs 3800; market active, strong . j to mostly 5c over Friday's averi age. Mediums 84 15: lights $3.50 jto $4. Cattle. 1400; market ac- ; live, generally 25e higher; steers ! $8.50; cows $3.25 to $3.50. Veals js7 down. Sheep. 2600. I.a mbs active, 15 to 25 higher, I-ambs $9; spring lambs $11.25. Ewes $3 to $3.50. Fort Wayne Livestock — Hogs steady to 15c lower. 25* to 300 tbs. $3.55; 200 to 250 lbs. $3.50; 160 to 200 tbs. $2 40; 300 to 350 lbs. $3.20; 150 to 160 lbs. $3; 140 to 150 tbs $2.75; 130 to 110 tbs. $2.50; 120 to 130 lbs. $2 15: 100 to '2O tbs. $2. Roughs $2.75. I Stags $1.25. Calves $6. Lambs | $9.50 down. LOCAL GRAIN MARKET Corrected May 21 No. 1 New Wheat, 60 lbs or better 78c No. 2 New Wheat. 58 It*. 77c Oats ...... 30c White or mixed Corn 55c First class Yellow Corn 60c j Silver Message To Congress Tomorrow Washington. May 21 —(UP* President Roosevelt’s silver message will be transmitted to congress tomorrow. the White House announc- I ed today. I It originally was scheduled to be sent today, but a few mi-nor details | remained to be clarified, it was explained. Tlie silver message will be the ! first special communications clos-1 ing the administration's program , for this session of congress. Seed Potatoes Wholesale and detail. Carmen, Rural New York, Million Dollar, | Petoskey varieties. Dale Cowan, I Willshire, Phone 59. 116-2 t awk Learn Beauty Culture Earn while you learn. Write M. Prall, 220 Broadway St. Ft. Wayne, Ind. FARR-WAY -ir ('leaning; IKp Sl ITS. M ATS |JL TOP COATS DECATUR LAUNDRY For Better Health See Dr. 11. Frohnapfel Licensed Chiropractor and Naturopath Phone 314 140 So. 3rd st. Neurocalometer Service X-Ray Laboratory Office Hours: 10 to 12 a. m. 1 to 5 p. m., 6 to 8 p. m. — — Nl ■Ml 1 ■— IMI ~ |i |i, jHimimiimi i' i nil i iny wruinriiii Federal Farm Loans Make application with the Adams ( ounty National I arm Loan Ass'n., Charter No. 5152, office with the Schurgrer Abstract Co., 133 j South 2nd street, Decatur. Lire and windstorm insurance accepted in any old line or good mutual insurance co. j N. A. BIXLER OPTOMETRIST Eyes Examined, Glasses Fitted HOURS: 8:30 to 11:30 12:30 to 5:00 Saturdays, 8:00 p. m. Telephone 135.

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st nui’Kia Diane Carrol—young artist and wealthy orphan, more interested in her work than society—visits the little village of Pine Knob in the Ozarks. Her sunny disposition melts the usual frigidity of the mountaineers towards strangers and they accept her as one of the "home folks”—all except Ann Haskel, whose word is law in Pine Knob. Diane, nevertheless, is fascinated by Ann about whom she has heard conflicting stories of generosity and hardness. The mountain woman seems to be avoiding Diane, but her good-for-nothing stepson, Jeff Todd, follows the artist everywhere. Ann has a son of her own, John Herbert Haskel. whom she sent away years ago, following the death of her first husband. Diane's best friends among the mountaineers a-e "Uncle J[immie” and "Aunt Josie” Cartwright who have promised to protect her from the annoying Jeff. One day, Ann comes upon Diane painting in Shady Creek Valley and brusquely asks: "What be you a-doin’ hyear?” Diane apologizes for trespassing. Ann’s demeanor changes immediately and she says; “You’re welcome. I got sense to see you ain’t a-hurtin’ nobody.” Seeming to relax and grow more friendly, Ann confides in Diane that, while the people of the woods are better than the society folks at the Lodge, still the backwoods would be no place to raise young folks who could be something if given a chance. Diane realizes that the mountain woman was revealing more of her life than she intended and the girl’s heart went out to her. Then, abruptly changing the subject, Ann upbraids Diane for '‘doin’ sich triflin’ play-work as this hyear pitcher-paintin’.” Next day, the storm keeps the Lodge guests indoors trying to amuse themselves with jazz and cocktails. Although they all like Diane, they are a little in awe of this young woman whose wealth allowed her to do "nothing” but who insisted on living to some good purpose. CHAPTER X. That first rainy day of indoor entertainment had nearly exhausted Diane’s powers of endurance. When the second day promised only a continuation of the delirium, she rebelled. She was homesick for the friends of her own world. A week more and she would be returning to them. Why, oh, why, could not the rain have waited until she was safely away? She had been all right when she could the greater part of her timjt paint- ( ing, but another day shut in with these people would drive her mad. By noon the rain had ceased, although the clouds were still low and threatening. Diane suddenly decided she simply must go out. She managed to draw her hostess aside long enough to explain that she was going for a ride. "You’re crazy, as usual,” this friend of her girlhood assured her, cheerfully. “But you’ll probably find the Ridge Road not impassable —if you can manage to get that far. Go ahead. It’s all right with me. Donning waterproof and fishing boots, the artist stole away to the garage and, before any of the more venturesome spirits could offer to join her, was safely away in the roadster which was hers to use whenever she needed a car. Well clear of the Lodge and free from unwanted company, her spirits rose. She thrilled with a feeling of adventure. The dank mists closed in about her. She was isolated from living things in a world of mystery. The ghostly woods were haunted by weird gray shapes that appeared and changed and vanished as she passed. More than ever she felt that strange things were hidden in the vast, silent depth of that forest, and in the secret places of those hills. The Haskel house loomed dark and forbidding, with no sign of life. Should she stop and call on Ann Haskel? The mountain woman’s talk would certainly he refreshing today. But Ann had not invited her to call, and to assume an invitation from such a woman was not so easy. Probably, too. the inhospitable Nance Jordan would meet her at the door to tell her that Ann was not at home. She might even be received by Jeff Todd. At the store, where Wilderness Road crossed the Ridge Highway, she decided, in a spirit of perverseness, to disregard the advice of her hostess. Instead of turning into the comparatively dry graded highway and following along the crest of the ridge, she continued on over the ridge and down the mountain toward Wilderness Sta tion. Pappy Giles came out of the store and shouted to her, but she i

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pretended not to hear. The sky grew lighter, the gray mists thinned, the clouds broke. Once, for a brief moment, a spot of sunshine appeared. Diane exulted. This was better, immeasurably better, than being cooped up indoors with jazz and all that went with it. She smiled and held her head high and breathed deeply the pungent wet-woods air. The tiny rivulet at the foot of the ridge hill was today a fairsized creek of brown muddy water. While she was still some distance away on the hill above, Diane heard it tumbling and roaring boisterously down the hollow as if feeling itself of unusual importance. But the fording place was wide, with a hard bottom, and the swiftrunning water was scarcely hubdeep. Between the Pine Knob store and Wilderness Station there are five or six such streams. Ordinarily they are shallow trickles of bright water, with scarcely volume enough to wet more than the tires of a car. It came to Diane's mind, as she crossed the first one, that today they would all be swollen by the rain and that some of them might even be impassible. But the uncertainty of how far she could go merely added to the interest of the adventure. At each creek she told herself that the next would surely force her to turn back, while each successful crossing enticed her to go on. She had crossed four of the creeks and was more than halfway to the station when she decided that, as she would be leaving for home in a few more days, she might as well go on now to the station and telegraph her butler. Wilson, when to expect her. Also she could ask about trains and mako Pullman reservations. The very thought of making definite arrangements for her departure pleased her. She would stop in her native city only long enough to settle finally the question of what to do with the old Carrol home, now that Aunt Jessica no longer needed it.. Then she would go back to New York—to her own world, to her apartment, her studio, and her fellow-artists. She had, on the whole, enjoyed her visit to the Ozarks. She did not feel that the time had been wasted. But she promised herself that when next she went anywhere to paint, it would not be with a party of vacationists. The last of the creeks to be crossed before reaching Wilderness Station was the largest of them all and it gave Diane a moment’s doubt The water was well up to the running-board. If it should rise higher— She reassured herself with the reflections that the rain was certainly over; that the water would fall, not rise; and that, anyway, she would be only a few minutes at the station, which was now less than a mile away. A stubby train, consisting of a diminutive old locomotive, three undersized box-cars, and one ancient combination day coach and bag-gage-car, was puffing, rattling, and squeaking its winding, narrowgauge way toward Wilderness Station. As Diane drew up at the station house she heard the whistle echoing and reechoing wildly from hill to hill. The boy telegraph operatorticket agent-express agent-bag-gageman -stationmaster came out stood expectantly beside the tracks, eager to perform his various duties. He could not, at such a moment, Diane realized, be bothered with a mere Western Union message. Standing at a respectful distance from the official reception committee. the young woman watched the ridiculous little train toiling up the last stretch of the long grade with an interest which she had never felt in any modern de luxe express pulling majestically into a metropolitan terminal. This poor little baby railroad which had come to such an ignominious end was the connecting link between her world and the world of Uncle Jimmie and his old woman. Pappy Giles. Jeff Todd, Nance Jordan, and Ann Haskel. With what threatened to be its last gasp the decrepit old engine 1 dragged its burden slowly up to the station house. The engineer ' and fireman waved triumphant greetings to the station force The station crew shouted a glad “Howdy. Frankl Hey there. Jim!” The conductor called. "Howdy, boy!” The brakeman grinned a cheerful greeting. Diane looked on with quiet amusement—the amusement of the i sophisticated city observer watch- i ing the ways of eountry folk. Then she saw a solitary figure coming i doubtfully down the stops of the < rattletrap coach ) I There was no mark of the back j woods upon this traveler who) seemed to he wondering if he had

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actually arrived at his destination Culture was written large all over him. He bore himself with that physical strength and grace which witness to vouth, good health, »nd clean living. His face was strong but finely carved—the face of a student poet, a lover of beauty, an idealist, a dreamer of beautiful j dreams. Bill Carrol's artist daughter silently approved even as she wondered who he was. "Surely no one is expected at the I,odge,” she thought, "or I would have heard about it,** The stranger looked about un- I certainly. The station crew and the brakeman were busy unloading a trunk and the express. The conductor was busy with his reports or something, in the station house. The engineer and fireman were engaged with their engine at the turntable, making ready for the trip back to the junction. The only person in sight who seemed available for Information was the goodlooking young woman who stood apart from the activities and who seemed to be regarding him with kindly, if curious, interest He approached Diane, "I beg pardon. Is this Wilderness Station?” "Yes.” Again he looked anxiously about. “1 was told there would be a conveyance here which would take me to Pine Knob store. I mean, I understood that some one always met the train for the maiL You are not—?” Diane smiled. "Sorry, but I am not” The stationmaster. when he had finished his work as baggageman, informed the traveler in Diane's hearing that no one came for the j mail when it rained, because the creeks would be up. "But look here,” Diane broke ia "/ came.” The railroad man grinned. ‘I take it you’re from the Lodge?” “I am,” returned Diane, wondering what being from the Lodge had to do with the weather and the . creeks. The agent was regarding her with respectful interest "How did 1 you find it?" he asked. “How did 1 find what?” ‘The creeks. Were they up much?” “They were not impassable, nat- I urally, as I am here.” “Going out on this traia are you?” “No, I’m going back to the Lodge as soon as I send a telegram and make Pullman reservations for \ next Thursday.’’ The railroad man looked at the ! sky. “If you’re going back you'd j better be starting in a hurry. It I would be safer if you’d wait till [ morning." “But I can’t do that,” gasped Diane. “No one knows where 1 am. The rain is over, don’t you think?” “Not yonder it ain’t.” returned the agent, pointing to the sky. "It’s been raining hard all day up there in the Big Pine Mountains. With all that water coming, the creeks between here and the Lodge ain’t going down, they’re going up.” Diane rushed the station man into his tiny office, where she quickly wrote her telegram and made the necessary reservations for her return to civilization. She was hurrying toward her car when she nearly ran down the stranger who was gazing with the air of a lost soul at the forest-clad mountains and the sky. He had listened to the conversation between the artist and the railroad man without offering a word. Nor had it occurred to the two who were discussing Diane’s situation that this traveler was in the same predicament. “Oh, I forgot all about you,” the artist exclaimed as the young man apologized for being in her way. “I’m going right past Pine Knob store. Be glad to give you a lift if you care to risk it. You heard what the man said." “I would be everlastingly grateful to you.” he returned, his face lighting up with relief. “I was wondering how the deuce I was to manage." "Better not chance it, miss," advised the station man, who had followed Diane out for another look at the sky. "You can both of you camp here with me for the night. I’m nachin' and can’t offer you such comforts as you are used to, bin you are welcome to what I have.” He looked at Diane. “You’d be perfectly safe. miss. Better take a fool’s advice." For a moment Diane hesitated while the stranger stood silently waiting. The girl spoke with qniek decision "Thank you,” she said to the agent, “but I'm going back." They turned inquiringly toward the stranger. He smiled and without. a word proceeded to stow his bags m the back of the roadster. (To Be Continued* 11.11 »* Bsi’i ‘A rignt fllttHh'iUHf fer King r atn-it ins

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One of the most brilliant garden flowers conies to us from the bleak plains of Texas. It took a circuitous route, however, and after passing through the competent hand* of European breeders, we fin 1 it in home gardens again in a form that Texan ran - hers would never recognize hut which delights the heart of any gardener. For mass decorative cffeit. the popular Phlox Drummonii is almost superior to any other flower. In its annual form it may be sown at regular intervals well up to mi Isummer. A continuous bloom will be assurer! if this procedure Is followed. eliminating the blank periods w hen this short blooming plant | is not In flower. Fortunately, they are very easily grown, and can be seen rising sturdily above the ground within a short time after planting. Soil conditions are not as important to them, although a rich type will I produce better blooms. Thin sow- j ing w ill be much more effective j than transplanting Phlox may be transplanted if care is taken so that the roots are not disturbed un duly, and If they are watered in their new location an 1 sha led for j the first two or three days. It is j much better, however, to sow lightly. and then thin to about 6 inches apart. Grand! flora and compact* are i the two types to he found. The for j mer grows to about 1 foot In height j and lias the largest an d most per-j feet blossoms, although Mere are fewer of them. Beautiful colorings 1 and markings abound in this type, ; and a bed of them is appropriate in | any garden. The compacta or dwarf: types are best for edging, although they make beautiful mu«s effects in beds. They are a free iilooniiiig j

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| flower grow ing up to 8 inches, and [ have a sonicwh.it longer season of ! bloom than the graudiflora. j Tile annual varieties may die I grown from seed, but when the perennials are desired, it is better to plant seedlings. Some of the peren- ! nials, it is true, will grow from seed I the outstan ling ones, however are I from planto set out at a tender age. j Make a discriminating selection of ' your seedlings with the advice of I a reliable dealer. A row or two of the grandifloras ! in the vegetable garien will give | beauty and furnish cutting material galore. There is a native phlox that may be grown from seed; it is cullled devarieata.

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