Decatur Daily Democrat, Volume 34, Number 40, Decatur, Adams County, 15 February 1936 — Page 2

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COURT HOUSE Collection of Note Junies Elbersoii. doing busin* f - Xs the Elberson Service SlutiOii. filed suit for the collection of a not>, from Jacob Weldler, and the luminol's was ordered for the defendant returnable February 25. In the contract suit Os Everett .1 Brown against the School City of Blufftmi. the answer to the second pnragraith of the complaint was withdrawn by the defendant. The plaintiff refused to plead over, and judgment was found for the

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CHAPTER XXXVI “Who told you I made good beer, Kent?" ♦ "I think it was—nty wife—” “Oh! How perfectly sweet of her! You know, Kent. I think she's sueh a pretty woman!” “Um.” He was busy lighting a cigarette. ■'Yes,” Julie pursued, “she has the loveliest lines from here to here —” Julie illustrated on herself the lines front her neck to her thighs. Kent followed the gesture with his eyes. Julie perched herself on the arm of the low sofa and irew her knees up under her chin 'ike a little black and gold elf. “Isn’t it wonderful to have long, flowing lines like that?” Kent was not listening. He went ovpr to her suddenly and scrutinized her briefly from head to toe. . . . “Incredible!” he muttered. “What?” she asked. “The size of youi You’re just a miniature woman!” And he picked bet up and lugged her over to a big chair and dumped her in it. “There. Now I want to tell you that I've got a swell story lined up for you -South Seas—” “Really?” .She sat up. “Already? Aren’t counting your chickens too soon, or anything like that?” She corked her head on one side and looked at him tantalizingly. “Julie, you wouldn’t go back on niff?*’ he exclaimed in alarm. But he ’Javed the excitement of feeling that she might. “I don’t know. When my contract’s up, I can do as I please. Sign again with them — or with you —or get married.” She looked at him through half-closed lashes, blowing smoke at him. "Get married?” He hadn’t thought of that. The excitement of the chase mounted. “Who’s the man?” “Oh. I have lots of chances to 101 l at my ease in yachts and town houses, instead of pulling the old body out of bed at seven A.M. to ipnke up and be on the set at nine every morning!” He grinned at her. “So you want tn 101 l at ease, eh? Where are these said yacht-and-town-house owners?” “I sent ’em off down the beach to anothfr party when I heard you were here.” “Really? I get first choice?” He reached forward to seize her hands and pull her over into his lap. “So now I know you won’t go back on me.” “I'm not promising anything. A millionaire kfiibnnd has his advantages.” She climbed off his lap and wont to the mirror to inspect herself. “Do you think I’d look good blot.de?” she asked anxiously. “IJsten to me, Julie.” Kent came up behind her and swung her around to face him. “There isn’t ren’ly another man?” ’ What do you mean—another?” sh< arked quickly. "I mean—look here, Julie, you know how I fee! about you—” "Yes?” she prompted eagerly, leaning against him ever so little. “I want you with me. Look what I’ve done today.” He took a paper from his poeket and waved it before her eyes. “Got your company to agree to let me buy your contract for the rest of the year—with your consent, of course.” “Oh. they were willing to sell, then’” “They held me up, of course.” he said grimly. “Now you aren’t going back on me, are you, Julie?” “Well, I couldn’t—for the rest of this year. But—” she temporized, ‘ I do want to be married. Kent—to have a home like other girls—” Her lips trembled and the ready tears stood in her eyes. “I can't promise irhat I’ll do at the end of this contract!” He walked away from her moodily and looked out at the ocean, jingling the keys in his pocket. She came to him presently and slid un*der his arm, smiling up at him with dewy eyes. “Not mad at me. Kent?” “No. but I do believe I’m furiously jealous!”

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She laughed delightedly and pulled down his head to kiss him. Then she danced away to the door. “Come on, darling, let’s swim. There are men’s suits down in the dressing room. I’ll show you.” He hesitated. glancing at his watch. “Afraid your wife will see you with me again?” she teased slyly. “No,” he said shortly. “She’s at home going over accounts with her lawyer. Besides, she wouldn’t care if she did see me with you.” Julie shook her head wonderingly. “Gosh, what little sense that wonian has!” she commented with complacence. Kent's face hardened. “All right, let’s swim!” » » » In Beverly Hills that warm afternoon, a disagreeable new word was being dinned into Sharlene’s ears: Retrench. It seemed that the factory was on half production, and the oil wells throttled down to practically nothing. Certain stocks were perilously low end others worthless. She was advised to look ahead and watch her expenditures* for heaven only knew how long this depression would last. “Y’our charities," scolded Mr. Folsom, “are on an absurdly lavish pre-depression scale. I suggest you cut down on them —” “No, wc won't change those plans till we have to,” Sharlene decided. “There must be other ways to retrench.” After Mr. Folsom had t Sharlene sat there in a maze of papers covered with figures, really thinking about money for the first time in her life. There Leigh Damerell found her when ho came storming in from the office they had established in Hollywood. “D'you know what he’s done now?” he exploded without any preliminaries. “Kent?” She dragged her mind away from the frightening figures and smiled up at the frowning young man. “No. What’s he done?” “He couldn’t wait for De Vore to finish her contract. Oh, no! He had to go and buy it from the company, so he could have her the rest of this year!” “Leigh! Why, that must have cost—” “Too much! It isn’t as if we couldn’t get actresses as good—or better —for less money. The town’s full of ’em.” Leigh walked about restlessly as he talked and helped himself to ice water from Sharlene’s carafe. “I don’t think the company thought she was so hot—or they wouldn’t have sold at any price. Kent makes me sick!” “Why,” Sharlene’s voice was a bit odd. “why was he so determined, Leigh?” “Because he thought he couldn't have her. You know how Kent is: Just let him think he can't have a thing—and he moves heaven and earth till he gets it.” “I wonder.” said Sharlene thoughtfully, “if he’s always satisfied then.” “Never! Once he's won his way. he’s through, he’s not interested any more. Os course, this will bo different, I hope. After all. De Vore's not a game, she's an investment. But I think the initial outlay is too much.” “At a time like this, yes," agreed Sharlene, stirring the papers on her desk with a slim finger. “Did you try to argue him out of it?” “Argue? Say. I've done nothing else but. I should have known better. When he was a kid. father and mother knew that the way to get him to do anything was to argue on the other side. Obstacles only whet that boy’s appetite to win. Take Cora, for instance.” . . Sharlene glanced up quickly, holding her breath. Leigh, floundering up and down the room, kicking a cushion, did not notice. He went on: “Cora seemed unattainable. He couldn't, rest until he’d made her Jove him. Then he didn't care any more—he’d won!”

Decatur for $2,700. Lulu Swearingen, executrix, to William F. Helm et al, 40 acres ot land in Washington township for 12. Com ad Gillig to Robert lln begger et ux. inlot 905 in Decatur for sl. William Casner et ux to Edward F. Jaberg et ux, inlot 435 tn Decatur for $1,750. Donald L. Penrod, adtn . to Rosalie R. Dobbs et ux. inlot 303 in Decatur for >4OO. C. L. Walters, commissioner, to Ben E. Duke et ux inlot 592 in Decatur for SIBSO.

I “But. he married her—“ Shar- . leno began. “He owed her that: he should • have done it years ago.” “But, Leigh, don't you see how ■ sporting it was for him to marry her—when he did?’* i “Sporting!” Leigh snorted. “Ha didn’t think he was taking any ; chance. The doctor told him she ■ was going to die. That’s why I ■ couldn’t get him to phone you about it — before he did it. He thought hie usual good luck would hold and nobody would ever know it. Even i when she got better, he thought it would come out all right. Then you , did the unexpected, running off and getting married. He’d counted on your sticking through anything.” “And I failed,” Sharlene said unhappily. "I’ve never forgiven my- : self—” “Don’t be silly! You gave him a I new hurdle, don’t you see? You were going to be hard to get. That > was what he was looking forward i “While he was being so good to • Cora?” “Good? Well, if you like to put it that way. He dragged her around . with him to save talk. There’d i been enough of that. He saw her as i little as possible. In the Islands he devoted himself to sports. He had < a grand time; he always has a . grand time. That boy has a great st for living—as long as there’s nothing lie can't have, just There was a long silence. Sharlene lay back in her chair looking ' rather pale. “Leigh,” she said at ■ j last, “you’ve just shattered a cher- ■ I ished illusion.” I “What do you mean?” He halted to look at her in trepidation. “Have ■ I been talking out of turn—about ■ I Cora?” “No. It’s just—l'd always piei tured Kent as being—oh, very ten- - der and wonderful to Cora—" r| “Huh? But you know Kent’s not ’ I like that. Now, is he?” i, "Well, really—it's hard for me to ■ j separate my conception of Kent from Kent as he is, 1 guess—” “Sure. You thought of him as | doing what you’d do under the ciri eumstances —but Kent’s a he-man. 1 Sharlene. He’s got a lot of grand points, but being tender isn't one of . them. And get the idea out of your , head that you’ve got to make up to him for anything you did. I can’t go that. Makes me think too much of Cora—poor thing!” Sharlene had been stacking the papers on her desk. They fell over and scattered again all over the place. Leigh helped to pick them I up. “Like the well-known house of cards, Leigh,” she was trying t« smile, “collapsing all about me.” He looked up at her sharply from where he was kneeling on the floor. “I haven't worried you, have I I Sharlene? You must know Kent 1 ' as well as I do, by now. Unless you I prefer to pretend.” “Yes, I know him pretty well,” ! she said slowly, unwillingly. “Don't ever think that your place ns his wife can be assailed, my dear. i i You’re secure. You’re his family—- . i like mo or his mother. But what I . I mean is you've get to face the idea .! of his cha og off after some new . 1 game any minute. And wasting , money on it, too, like this De Vore . ; deal. Just one of the things we’ve . got to.reckon with.” "I see.” Sharlene got up slowly ' and smiled dimly at him. “There ■ comes a time. I suppose, in every wife’s life when she no longer looks ■ on her hu. band as a hero. Well—- ' I’d better dress for dinner. Kent - will soon be home.” 1 Leigh watched her drift away to • her bedroom and bit his lip savr.g. ly. Maybe he’d said too much. But '. . . he had not told her that . one of the bills he had found that • day down at the office was for ■ fivc-thousand-dollar diamond brace- : let engraved “Julie.” The flimsy (excuse of preparing Miss De Vore . I to accept a coni rad with the Dem- '■ | erell Product ion Company was wearing pretty thin. (To Be Continued)

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Marriage Licenses Miss Elsie Davis, saleslady, Fort Wayne, to George Borns, chauCltr. j Adams county. Miss Pa Imy re Cofpaert, Berne, i to Arthur H. Lengerich, salesman, route 4, Decatur. Miss Esta Teeple, Geneva, to Lloyd Hauser, farmer, Portland. Miss Cathryn Frftzlnger, sales- ( lady, Decatur, to Richard Steele, I Decatur Casting Co. employe. Decatur. 47,500 Mlles on Bicycle Bradford, England —(UP) — A one-armed Bradford man has startI ed on a «7.500-mite ride on a bicycle He is W. W. Greaves, aged 29, an unemployed cycle and motor mechanic. who plans to ride 130 miles every day during 1936. Trade In a Good Town — Decatur

CHAPTER XXXVII The plans for Kent Damerell’s first picture starring Julie De Vore went forward as swiftlv as the cumbersome machinery could be put into motion. Shooting it in the South Seas, thousands of miles away from theatrical supplies, presented many difficulties. They had to carry a huge equipment, a large technical crew to handle it, an expensive troupe of actors. Then came the staggering decision to make it in color, which meant more equipment, more technicians, more difficulties. Leigh threw up his hands entirely at that and went off to New York to sulk. Sharlene saw very little of her husband these busy days and heard about the plans only tn preoccupied snatches. She had dropped almost entirely out of the old social whirl ' where once she had spun so gaily, and was extremely busy and interested in reorganizing their menage for economy’s sake. However, she I soon found it discouraging to have her painstaking economies more than offset by Kent’s lordly expen- | ditures for the picture. Julie was costing Kent a lot of money, one way and another, though her costumes for the picture were negligible, being but changes ; in grass skirts and lets. Julie unIderstood a man like Kent and knew that she achieved value in his eyes because she was costly, and she nevI er let him be sure of her from one moment to the next—she kept him in a state of more or less pleasurable suspense. Sharlene was patiently biding her I time until Kent should be through with this exciting picture game. She confidently expected him to come back to her like a little boy bored with his toys on a rainy day. Then she would have fascinating plans to hold out to him like fresh toys, and i they would be off. in the old gay, gypsy way to find a new sport in a new land. One somber, threatening afternoon in November, Sharlene rescued some late zinnias from her garden nnd brought them into the house. A telegram had come for her, but not sensing its import she delayed opening it until she had arranged the ! flowers in a deep blue bowl. Then . she dried her fingers and slit the yellow envelope casually. “YOUR MOTHER IN AIRPLANE ACCIDENT.” she read with mounting horror.“ENROUTE TO FLORIDA STOP DOCTOR SAYS SHE DIED INSTANTLY STOP CAN YOU COME. “AUNT ROSE.” A great wave of blackness engulfed Sharlene. She fell back into a chair and lay there numbly. She could think of only one thing: She I must get Kent. He would know what to do. But she couldn’t get | out of her chair. Katie came in after a while and fdund her there. • “Katie, phone the studio. Tell Mr. Damerell to come home—” Her ■ voice failed, Mutely she held out the telegram to the girl. “Mrs. Standring! Oh. ain't that awful—oh. ain’t that awful—” “Hurry. Katie, phone—” i Katie rushed to do her bidding, : sniffling as she did so. She came I bn'’k wringing her hands. “He’s not in his office. Miss. They I say he's somewhere on the lot, ! though.” “Oh. can't they find him?” “The sc-retary said she was I afraid tn disturb him. I told her I what was the matter but still she said she didn’t dare disturb hint.” “Where is he? A meeting? I can’t wait —oh. dear God!” Sharlone got up and began to pace wildly. the nain coming on after the shock. “I've got to have him—now!” “Shall 1 go down to the studio i and hunt him, Miss?” asked Katie, I in tears. “No. I’ll go. I can’t wait—l’m i suffocating.” “I’ll have Morton right up with I the car and I’ll get your things.” : Katie rushed out of the room, leav- ' ing her mistress fighting off waves : of as »ny, and came baek with a fur coat, into v Rich she bundled her. and a ."mall hat which the pulled down over the shining hair to hide the suffering ey< She and Morton put her into the • big car. Sharlene 1 clutching the telegram in her left ■ hand, crushing it unknowingly into f the soft palm with cruel pails. The lowering skies brought the ' winter dark down swiftly as thev

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went into Bollywood. Morton drove expertly against the glare of hemecoming traffic. The end of the day had come for the studio when they arrived, and employees were pouring from the front entrance, with the attendant confusion of cars and pedestrians. It was a studio where Kent had rented space and which housed several independent companies. Morton parked the big car outside, and they walked past the gateman, to whom Morton explained, “It’s Mrs. Damerell.” Inside the lot, they proceeded down narrow streets flanked by sound stages and office buildings. Kent’s secretary, coaled and berated. was just locking the door of his office when they came into the hall. “Where’s Mr. Damerell, Miss Hughes?” Morton asked. The girl faced around—cagey, on guard, ready to dissemble for her employer. She looked Sharlene over, and relented as she saw the

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white face, the tragic eyes, the telegram clutched so convulsively. “I'll tell you where he is,” she said at last, “if you’ll promise not to say I told you. If he asks, say you didn’t see me—l’d gone home. I’ve got to keep my job!” “Yes, yes!” breathed Sharlene. “Well, he’s in Miss De Vore's dressing room. Go out of this building and turn to the right on D Street. It's a bungalow sitting in a plot of grass. You can’t miss it.” “Thank you,” said Sharlene mechanically, as she turned away. “Morton, can you find it for me?” “Yes, ma’am. I’ll go after him if you’ll wait right here, ma'am.” ‘No, I'll go.” She turned away and started out the door. Morton hesitated, and glanced at the secretary with a worried question in his eyes. She shrugged. “I went home, bozo—ten minutes ago!” Morton ran after Sharlene and found her in the dark street, where it had begun to rain in torrents. She was stumbling on, unheeding, and when Morton caught up with her, he put the collar of her coat up about her throat as if she had been a child. “Won’t you stay in the office building and let me find him, Mrs. Damerell?” She shook her head dully. “Is that the place?” The bungalow glowed at the end of the street with a faint rose-col-ored light. The rain came down harder and harder as they struggled against it. Morton tapped at the door. There was no answer, so he pushed the door open and after a swift look around, ushered Sharlene into the little French silk reception room. It was unoccupied. “You go bark to the rar and wait.

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■ Morton. I’ll probably oom* home - with Mr. Damerell, but wait until r we come out.” “Ye?, ma’am.” He ?tili hesitated. • but after another glance front her. i he turned and went out. closing her 1 in. . . i Sharlene stood numbly in the cen i ter of the gay little room. “Kent! she called experimentally. The ram • was like thunder on the bungalow ■ roof. Then, suddenly unaccountably frightened, she screamed: “Kent! ’ She ran across the room to a closed i door and jerked it open. In her terI ror and anguish she was totally unprepared for the scene that met het eyes in the dressing room beyond. “Oh!” she said, shocked out of the leaden preoccupation of her grief, as she retreated involuntarily to the reception room. Kent followed her there, blazing with anger. “What the devil do you 1 mean, following me about like this?” Sharlene wa* siient. For the mo-

ment she could not have told why she had come. She stared at Kent stupefied, hand over her twister mouth. She did not present an al luring picture. Her fur collar was damp and sticky about her throat, her hat was sitting queerly on her head, her face was white and sicklv looking, and an untidy wet strand of hair clung to her cheek. “Well,” Kent burst out furiously, “you got just what you were looking for, didn’t you?” She still stared at him as he thundered: “Go on—start the scene you’ve rehearsed! But don’t forget you brought it on yourself—this placid, humdrum life — gets on my nerves—” Julie appeared in the door behind , him, wrapped in a red silk kimono, listening avidly, though her mouth was sulky and she looked like a ’ child eavght stealing. | Sharlene did not sec her. Her . eyes were still fixed in that stupid . way on her husband. I Kent turned away irritably from , that drenched figure, those oddly , staring eyes. “Weil—let’s have no i recriminations on either side.” he threw over his shoulder. “Let's be , modern, for heaven’s sake!” He reached to a low table to get a cigai rette. “Do you mean,” Shatlene got her I voice at last and it was «o low it ■ could scarcely be heard above the i sound of the rain, “that you want - ■ a divorce?” t “Certainly not!” He paused in > the acv of lighting the cigarette to • look at her in consternation. Julie started and glanced at Kent • with a darkening of her brows, a . flash of her eyes. . (To Be Continued)

MARKETREPORTS daily report of local and FOREIGN markets Brady'* Market for Decatur, Berne, Creigville, Hoegland and Willehlre. Cloee at Vi Noon. Corrected February 16. No coiumieaion and no yardage. Veal* received Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. lUU to 120 lb». $ 9.75 120 to 140 lbs 9.96 140 to 160 lbs. 10 35 160 to 190 lb* 10.76 190 to 230 lbs. 10.65 230 to 270 lb*. 10.35 270 to 300 lb* 10.15 300 tn 350 lbs 9 95 Roughs —- — 8-50 Stag* - 6-50 Vi.tiers 12.00 Ewe and wether lambs 9.60 Buck lambs 8.50 Yearling lambs 5.00 FORT WAYNE LIVESTOCK Hogs 10c to 20c lower. 160-180 lbs. $11.00; 180-200 Ibe. 10.85; 200225 lbs. 10.60; 225-250 lbs. 10.45; 250-275 Ibe. 10.30; 275-300 H*. • 10.20; 300-350 lbs. 9 90; 140-160 lbs 10.50; 120-140 lbs. 10.25; 100-125 lbs. 10.00. Roughs 8.75. steady; Stags 7.00. steady. Calves. $13.00, 50c higher. Latnbe SIO.OO, steady. LOCAL GRAIN MARKET Corrected February 15. No. 1 New Wheat, 60 lbs. or better 91c No. 2 New Wheat. 58 lbs 90c Oats 20 to 22c Good Dry No. 2 Yel. Hoy Beans 72c New No. 4 yellow corn, 100 tbs. 53 to 68c Rye 46c CENTRAL SOYA MARKET Dry No. 2 Yellow Soy Beans . 72c (Delivered to factory) 0 - -— Markets At A Glance Stocks: higher under lend of steel shares. Bonds: fairly active and irregular. Curb: firm after mixed opening. Chicago stocks; irregular. Call money: % of 1%. Dollar: slightly easier. Cotton: 6-12 points lower. Wheat: unchanged to ’4c higher; corn up ’A to ’4 c. Livestock: hogs, cattle, sheep steady. Rubber: 2-5 points higher. Silver: easies slightly in London. vutiik ot rtXM. i:xir:xr ot- K«rvft: xst. Notice is hereby given to the creditors, heirs and legatees of Lamont Broughton, deceased, to appear In tlie Adams Circuit Court, held at Ixa-atur. Indiana, on the 7th du), of March, ISit*. and show cause, if any why the Final Settlement Accounts with tlie estate of said decedent should not be approved; and said heirs are notified to then and there make proof of heinhip. and receive their distributive shares. Iwra O. Broughton. Administrator Iterator. Indiana, February 12, 1!»36. Eieliorn. Gordon, tldris Attys Feb. 1.7-32 ROY S, JOHNSON AUCTIONEER Office. Room 9 People* Loa* &. Trust Bldg. Phones 104 and 1022 Decatur, Indiana Feb. 19—Homer Mills, 3 milw north, ’4 mile west of Bluffton. Feb. 20 —John Fleuckiger. 2 mi. south. 2 mile west of Berne. Closing out Hale. Feb. 21 — Decatur Riverside Stock Sale. Feb. 22 —Jacob Saan estate. 3 mile east, ’i mile south of Middleberry. Closing out farm ettie. Feb. 24—Knlftelcajup Bros., 1 mile east, of Monroeville. Closing out sale. Feb. 25—Luther Funk, 1 mile ea-rt of Ptearant Mills on north side ot river. Feb. 26- 11. W. Hovarter, 4 mi. north of Decatur. ( losing out sale. Feb. 27—Bert Marquardt. 1 mi. north of 'Monroeville, Chester White Hogs. Feb. 27—Bert Marquardt, north of Monroeville on Lincoln highway. Hog sale. Feb. 28 — Decatur Riverside Stock Sate. kcb. 29—Wm. Stt-va, Wapakoneta, Ohio. Fair Ground::, Short Horn Cattle. Mar. 2 Wm. Eichemiur, 5-4 mile south of Rockford. (1, clos ing out sale. Maj. 3--D. .1. Barkley, 214 mile south of Monroeville. Mar. 4 David Bollinger, I’/. mi. south of Monroe on No. 27. Mar. 5-—44haa<ll and Yuliti, 1 mi. west of Ohio City. Mar. t; -Decatur Riverside Stile. Mar. 7 Dewey Plumley, I’4 mi. south, m iiiite t . a3( O s nixon. Mar. Id It. F. Bai f. 11. :! mile west of Monroeville on C'-meut road. “Claim Your Sale Date Early” My service includes looking as ter every detail yi yoar ,m<J more dollars ter you the day ot your auction.

ai,v business f a ■ sai l i weeks ohj . llk tß *'»1” «»ey la,t ° ril ‘ l, I;*"-r u..;>■ tmioy- Decatur stlei-,, phone 4<i; ' SALE all. Several e ,„ M| Inquire at De, ~, , „ Janie* Kitchen. ■ for sale EigTTTn 30 to 50 lb*. Set! & J 1 mite south an,| i, land 11121, ‘ 114 for sale n a i.. ( hay. baled |, lWi < 6-vear ( ; u . illk( . v Stoni-liin ii, r, It,-, atn, j> . FARMS FOR sau I In Adams. W, ||. 8o acres. »t:.2.‘,u ; 100 , 80 acres. n„ a 53 acre-. <uh., 11!( 120 acres. SI2..HW jH ’ $8,500; 2i>u ... 5 ;i<i $4,800; 8o acres, $3,500; ;:u a, res. i. ;p $5,400 ; 4>> acres. 11,750; 4u acres, s; yny. c sl.9'Hi: 12'1 acres. acres. I?” a | 160 acres, : a ,. rPS . 80 acre*., $5,500 I’i) .... , 76 acres, |5.4i«; 8v Jj 16'1 acres. $12.2>; sn acre> 305 acres. slß.n< y« i $18,001); 11- a, r,. i > ■' _ I for sale. — north of Dtcatur. sic-L I electricity a-.ailai.le, house. .Itlxi'.ii liank bam. sikp outbuildings. g W si tvn, ei j pasture and some fruit, fl purchased with as low t payment as s!:''»>. hahnw* time loan with paym«:s 4 vearly <-ov< ring both I principal payments. It r a . | qualify, this farm is h Ito protect your family. I I credit and investment. Fsr| 'er information write Osn: c-o Aetna Life histtratii'eCtq ;70l Illinois Building, liulu ■ I: ■ | FOR SALE Two used M or», in good cmiditiw; I I Lee Hardware Co. ' FOR SALE Special mat) new latesi style lanttn modern bed room suites: 3 I room suites: I dining ran* ■ ! 12 kitchen <abinets: S' matt* 'ls Axminister rugs: Sara* I rug*: 10 oil stoves and a II electric waslicr ami casdg glue washer. Al! at verjiffl ■ i prices. Better grade :miti less money. Store open nt Si:: ■. h y a ( . ■ FOR SALE Michigan Jonathans. Wagners. 14 l I Grimes Golden; 45c ana «?■ • •Icider 20c per gal. A. A. Rd Pleasant Mills. 0 -J FOR REM FOR RENT — Heated sM rooms over Blue Creek i«n I a week. Gentlemen only. I Ellis, phone 1223. o — . SALESMAN WANTED If known oil companj i unnecessary. No iiivr-rtrntfli qttirofl. Immediate steady M : for man with car. "rite ? . Webster. «62 Standard 9 Cleveland. Ohio. ... 0 3 Trade in a Good Annual J Stockholders Meetfl of the Adams County J Bureau ( imperative tion will be held February 18, at I P- ’ Monroe above the na» Jerrv Uiechty, O. V. Dillinß. Dr. Eugene Fidd dentist X-RAY LABORATORV Phone No. ’’ h 127 N, 3rd siN. A- BIXLKB QPTCM£T R|ST Eyes Examined. G |aMM HOUR* , 8:30 to 11:30 12 J balurday*. » ;U “"" T*lephon*