Decatur Democrat, Volume 51, Number 4, Decatur, Adams County, 28 March 1907 — Page 3

Coming.’. Doctor Moreland ► . ► ► The<well known Indianapolis Specialist in the treatment of all , Chronic Medical and Surgical Diseases will be at Hotel Murray, DecaturJnd. Wednesday, April 3, 1907 . ONE DAY ONLY and return every 28 days. Office hours 9 a. m. to ‘ 5 p. m., where he can be Consulted Free and Confidentially. The Doctor pledges his word of honor as a gentleman that any ► case presented to him for treatment will receive most careful and * painstaking consideration and conscientious treatment. He treats ► successfully all chronic and long standing diseases of Eye, Ear, Nose ► and Throat, Lungs, Heart, Stomach, Bowels, Liver, Kidneys, Bladder, * Skin and Nerves. Young, Old or Middle Aged Men ► suffering from Nervousness, General Debility, Loss of Failing, Vital- ► ity, Varicocele, Spermatorrhea, Atrophy, Wasting, Gleet or Blood , Poison can be cured by his treatment so that the trouble may never ► return. Women Who are Weak ■ and despondent, sufferng from the many ailments peculiar to their sex, ean be cured, if possible, without an operation. Married ladies should be accompanied by their husbands when coming for consul tatlon. Cancer, Piles, Fistula, Constpation, litching or Bleeding Piles, ” Rectal Fissure, Rectal Ulcer, Diarrhoea, Indigestion, treated, thor- , oughly and successfully without pain or knife. ► The Doctor is a graduate of a regular schdbl of medicine, one of ’ the largest in the middle west, and has this to say. “I give the very best treatment and advice in every case sub- ► mltted to me, and exert every possible effort on behalf of the patient * and expect to be compensated to the treatment and advice as it is ► rendered. It lies not within the province of man to guarantee life or ► health. My terms are not exorbitant and my proposition is this: I r will guarantee to, treat until cured every case I accept for treatment.” ; Edgar W. Moreland, M. D. Indianapolis, Indiana

The Watkins Man, while driving along North Second street, thii morning,‘met with an accident that resulted in the hind wheel on his medicine wagon being demolished. The accident happened near the Bultemeyer stable !|fcnd was caused by turning too quickly in endeavoring to cross the track, /the hind wheel becoming cramped, pausing the axle to snap in twain. 4 The machinery in the power house ; it Fort Wayne that furnishes power :o the, interurban lines in the city imits, broke ths morning and all torsign ears running into Fort Wayne

? vere forced to stop at the eity limits and unload their, passengers. The damI age to the power. house caused the ■ cars running into thie city to be late, ■ as* they were forced to wait on their ■ passengers. ■ Pfteher McCarthy who was “coverred up” by the New York Americans I for the Montreal club, threatens to I jump to the outlaws. “If I had been I given a chance and proved a failure I I should have no complaint,” he says, ■“but I was not given a trial. I was ■ merely a pawn on the chessboard and ■ New York took advantage of the drafting rules to keep me in Montreal.” — ■ Ft. Wayne News. I The Findlay man who has figured Bout that a fox terrier dog six inches ■high and one foot long can dig a hole ■three feet deep in one minute, and that ■t would take a dog eighty-nine feet ■ong and ten feet high to dig the PanBkma canal in one month, evidently ■loses sight of the fact that the dog ■would probably resign before active | operations commenced. To assuage I his grief, he might figure out how far I a cranberry would have to to Bbreak a bank. Next. I Charles Miller, who resides north of I-the cky, had the misfortune Saturday afternoon of losing a very valuable horse, which resulted from the animal breaking ks leg. The accident happened near the residence of J. T. Merryman on Second street, and the horse was driven to the home of A. P. Beatty before the break was discovered. There being no chance to save the anmal, the horse was shot and the carcass turned over to the Decatur Fertiliser Co. L. There is aa army of young base players in Indiana, without exper- '■ >' ience, except in the first team in I their town, who are sure to succeed r in fast company, if the astute managers, so called, of the professional I base ball clubs, wnl but open their I eyeb. Each and etvfery soldier in this J army is sure that he can make good, ? and he admits it. All he wants is a \ chance to show his abilities, and some I day he will be a playAr that will have felaps Wagner and Larry Lajoie looking like down-and-outers. V “Free Press, Detroit Free Press!" ' yelled the newsboy. A farmer with hay seeds in his hair stepped up to i the boy and said: “Gimme one of I ’em.” The boy handed him a piper ' and the farmer turned to go. “Here,” said the boy, “where’s de money?’ k“What money?” asked the farmer. I’*‘\vhy, de pay fer dat paper of course.” “Didn’t you say it was - * the Free Press?” asked the seedy one. “Yes,” that’s the name of de paper, but it costs one cent.” “Well! by hickory,” said the farmer to himself, as he proceeded on his way, “now I jest wonder if that ere youngster alnt one of tern fakirs that Martha warned*me

d The interurban people this morning • closed a contract with Mrs. Morrison i for the down stairs floor of the build- > ing now occupied by the Mission, ; j which will be converted into a depot s and freight house. The contract calls ■ for a lease for five years. The room ,! will be placed in shape as soon as , ! possible and the present line will be (constructed to this building, where a i/’Y” will be placed in. ■ j A dozen 'degraded women and three ’(or four men gave a performance at •;the opera house Saturday evening, i I which was all that could be expected

from the advertisements. About two hundred men and boys cheered the performers when they uttered smutty remarks or did some act So rank as to cause surprise. The show wound up with a “hoochle-coochle” performance, and the Black Crook company has been well named. Samuel Buchanan, long a prominent resident of Huntington, died Saturday afternoon at 3 o’clock at the age of 74 years. He came with his parents to Huntington in 1836 at the age of three years and had always lived in that city since that date. He was a railroad man in early life, later became clerk of Huntington county, a member of the city council and was for many years at the head of the Huntington fire department. A sheriff was once asked to execute a writ against a Quaker. On arriving at his house he saw the Quaker's wife, who in reply to the inquiry whether her husband was at home said he was, at the same time requested him to be seated, and her husband would speedily see him. The officer waited patiently for some time, when, the fair Quakeress coming into the room, he reminded her of her promise that he might see her husband. “Nay, friend, I promised that he would see thee. He did not like thy looks. Therefore he avoided thee and hath departed from the house by another path.” A little girl went for the first time to church with her mother. All went well during the service, but the child grew uneasy during the sermon, which was a long one. The mother tried to every way to keep the little girl quiet, but in vain. Finally the child observe ed that the preacher had a pompous way of inflating his chest and lungs at a new paragraph or head. Just as the mother was assuring the child that the preacher would soon stop, he- did —for another start —and the tired Child burst out .on her mother’s assurance!, “No, he won’t; he’s swelling up again.” From announcements made through various papers, we learn that the Shamrock base ball team has again organized and are ready for the season. As in former years, this team will again be led by that popular manager, Mart Cleary and will be made up of. Fort Wayne players. The Fort Wayne Shamroeks have always made a reputation for themselves and the city they represent and the team is always composed of a gentlemanly lot of players both on and off the diamond and make friends wherever they go. Not only are they gentlemen but they are ball players and when they are secured as an attraction the fans are always sure of a good game of ball, as they play to win at all times. Under the guiding hand of Manager Cleary, we predict a bright future and hope to see them on the local grounds before the season closes.

The interurban cars are running inta i Fort Wayne this morning, the machinery at the power house having been: remedied and put into shape again. The cars were running on time and everything is running smooth again. , In this county for the past two er i three years many insane people have had to be confined in the county jail for weeks at a time owing to the fact that the hospital authorities could admit them because of the insufficient accommodations. The same conditions has existed in the other counties in eastern Indiana. Work on the new Hotel Murray was commenced in earnest today, when the foundation men appeared on the scene and commenced operations in putting in the new foundations. The plans call for an up-to-date hotel and this is what Mr. Murray expects to have when the same is completed. Fred C. LaDelle and son will not leave on their regular trip until next Monday, owing to the fact that a missent telegram did not reach them in time. They . will remain in this city until they are informed where to report and will leave next Monday. Mrs. Roberts will preach her farewell sermon at the Mission Tuesday evening. She will leave Wednesday for Columbus, 0., where she will remain until June 1, when she and Mr. Roberts will engage in camp meeting work. We kindly thank the people of Decatur for their kindness to us during our stay in the city. Evangelist H. F. Roberts. ’ A dispatch from Laporte, the home of Louis Boyd, says: “Zeke Boyd of this city, who was signed as a member of the pitching staff of the Augusta, Ga., South Atlantic league team, will not go south accordingto the present plans, but will sign with the fast independent team of Bluffton, on which be played last season, making a brilliant record. It’s funny, after a man gets into trouble he generally begs the newspapers to keep it quiet—because it will injure his reputation. He doesn't think about that before he gets into trouble, it’s all right, apparently, until he gets caught, then he needs assistance and the chucking of particulars, and doesn’t hesitate to ask for it. But then, it’s human nature. August Rhodes, a German fresh from the old country, has accepted a position in the Winnes Shoe Store as, shoemaker. Mr. Rhodes comes highly recommended, having learned the trade in the old country and having working seven weeks in Cincinhati, from where Miss Winnes secured him. He will fill the vacancy made hy Ed Brushwlller.

Harvey H. Shipley, former trustee of Pleasant township, Wabash county, was found dead in his bed Friday morning by his wife when she returned to the house after doing some chores about the place. He had complained of not feeling well and when his wife arose had remarked that he believed he would remain in bed for a time. Heart disease is ascribed as the cause of his death. Marshall Comingor, who was a pitcher with the Indianapolis Browns at the beginning of last season, but who was sent to Bluffton to finish the season with the Independent team of that city, received a telegram this morning from Manager Ransic of the Augusta (Ga.) South Atlantic league to report there at once for work. Transportation was sent and Comingor went at once. —Fort Wayne Sentinel. Many wonderful things happen in this country. One of them is the recent election to the United States senate from a western state of the son of an immigrant who came to this country in the steerage in the middle of the last century, and later married a fellow steerage passenger. But this is not so wonderful as the presence in the senate of another man who came over in the steerage himself, and has risen to a position of power and influence. As upon formed occasions, James Lou than the hustling farmer of Monroe township is the first man in this county to dispose of his wool crop in this city, and as a consequence Mr. Louthan received the top price, twentyeight cents. Mr. Louthan brought his wool in Saturday and immediately disposed of it to J. D. Hale This is the earliest that wool has been delivered to- this city in years, as it is a very uncommon thing to hold sheep shearing in March. Mr Louthan has, however, been the first to deliver his wool, forth -ee years past. A deal was consummated this morning, whereby Milton Lavelle of Yorktown, Ind., became the owner of the Tyrill blacksmith shop on Monroe street. The deal had been hanging fire for several weeks and was finally closed at noon .today. According to the terms Mr. Lavelle is to take possession next Monday and will be ready to supply the wants of any in his line. Charles Tyrill has consented to remain with Mr. Lavelle for several weeks, or until the latter becomes acquainted with the public. Mr. Lavelle is a man who as had fourteen years of experience in this line and comes to our city well recommended.

I A news item says that “drooping' hats’ ’will be style in vogue for ladies : this spring. That’s very appropriate, as the hat will be in keeping with the husband’s lower lip when he sees the bill. Then the hard-hearted man goes ani buys a box of cigars. That’s a luxury, but he doesn’t think so. Thomas J. Wright, who was the first white male child born in Kosciusko, county, is lyi'-g at the point of death at his home near Warsaw as the result of injuries received a few days ago when he was struck by a falling tree while at work in the woods. His skull was crushed and ■ there is little chance for his recovery. 1 Mr. Wright was born near Milford, ! October 3, 1883. Invitations are out announcing the First Annual Easter ball to be given under the auspices of the Columbian Club. The ball will be held at the K. of C. hall on Easter Monday, April 1, and the event will no doubt be a social success. This club has a reputation of being fine entertainers and those who were lucky enough to secure an invitation will no doubt enjoy themselves to the limit. The grand march is scheduled to take place at eight thirty o’clock. George Saner came from the Marion Soldiers’ Home Saturday for a visit with his daughter, Miss Ethel, before her departure today for Leeds, N. D., where she resumes her duties as a teacher in the kindergarten schools of -that place. Mr. Saner, who is suffering with a cancerous growth in his mouth, feels somewhat encouraged again by a new physician who has taken charge of his case and given him some hope that he may be cured. —Bluffton News. The nine-months-old child of Mr. and Mrs. Fred Ostermeyer, who reside near Preble died this morning at four o’clock after an illness of short duration, death resulting from Eczeina. The funeral services will be held Monday afternoon at one thirty o’clock at the Freidheim church, Rev. Preuss officiating and interment will be made in the Freidheim cemetery. ' '.B .7. . .. ... ' . The code of unwritten law is Jikely to become bulky if present tendencies are not checked, admonishes the Washington Post. If a man may kill knottier for one kind of insult he cannot reasonably be denied the privilege of murdering for any other insult. The scope of unwritten law is therefore very large, and the horizon of its operations is far off. Yet there must be a boundary somewhere if the human race is to survive the sudden judgments of the man with the gun.

Jacob Sherer, who resides south of the city, tells the following story concerning a hen which he has on his farm: A short time ago she stole away and started to set on some eggs in the hog pen. About a week ago a sow gave birth to a litter of pigs and since that time, the hen has deserted her nest and devotes all her time to the little pigs. She follows them about the farm and when they stray away, she clucks and endeavors to recall them. The affection of the hen are marvelous, as she believes the pigs to be her own family. “I sent my little girl,” writes a correspondent, “to the butcher’s with 50 cents to buy some steak. She came home 10 cents short in change and was sent back for the missing coin. Presently the butcher’s boy called with the dime and explained that his employer had found out his mistake, although they had seen nothing of my little daughter. The time went on, and I felt anxious until I heard her singing merrily in the garden. ‘Did you go back to the butcher’s?’ I asked. ‘No, mother, It is such a long way, so I asked God to send for the dime. Has it not come yet?’ ” Washington, 'March 26. —The department of agriculture announces that nearly 1,000,000 packets of garden and flower seeds have been distributed in Indiana this spring. The annual distribution is now practically over and the state has obtained a liberal share of the 38,000,000 packets that have been sent out to all parts of the country. Each senator and representative from Indiana received, for distribution, 12,000 packages of five five packets each —a total of 940,000 packets. In addition some of the Indiana members begged part of the quotas of certain city members, whose constituents have no flower and vegetable gardens and as a result the total amount sent out into Indiana almost reaches 1,000,000 packets. Contrary to a very general belief, the department of agriculture does not raise the seeds that it sends out. More than 90 per cent of the seeds are bought in the open market and the remaining 10 per cent are raised by seed dealers under a form of contract with the government. The seeds are rigidly Inspected and if the bulk is not up to the standard of the sample the contract is made void and the seed dealer who tries to palm off inferior goods on Uncle Sam finds himself tabooed from any further contracts. Before the seeds are sent out they are subjected to thorough tests to determine their vitality and their trueness to type.

Loaded For Hawks C. H. LEWIS Copyright. 1 908 - by C. H. Sutcliffe

There was a great clattering and outcry among the fowls back of the farmhouse, with one long piercing shriek from a single hen, and Aunt Sally Warner dropped the breakfast dish she was wiping and ran out to see a hawk sailing away with a fat pullet in bls talons. She waved her hands and cried “Shoo! Shoo!” but there was DO salvation for the victim. “What is it, aunty?” asked her niece, Miss Nettie Ward, from the city, who bad come out to the old farm for a vacation. “Why, another of them hawks has grabbed another of them chickens,” was the reply. “I told pa only last night that he ought to git out and load the shotgun for me. I s’pose that hawks have got as much right to live as other folks, but I’ll be snummed If”— “But he did load the gun, and it’s there behind the door,” Interrupted the niece. “So it is! What an old goose I am getting to be! Nettie, did you ever fire a gun?” “Never.” “Then I must show you how to do it You take it in both hands this way. You draw it up to your shoulder this way. Then you shet your eyes and pull on the trigger with your finger, and the hawk drops dead. A hawk may come while I’m down cellar or upstairs and you are out here alone, and you want to be able to shoot him.” There were only uncle, aunt and Nettle at the farm, and the girl from the city soon wore off the newness and the noyelty and became a bit lonesome. On account of this lonesomeness she almost bowed to a young man who passed the gate one evening at dusk and almost bowed to her, and when she went in she asked her aunt who it was.

“I hain’t seen no strange young men Around here myself,” was the answer, “but I understand that the Stevenses, half a mile below us, have got a summer boarder. I guess he’s the one you saw.” Things happen suddenly out in the country the same as in the city. Two days after seeing the young man Miss Nettle woke up -with the toothache. She had hardly come downstairs and told-of it when the rural mall carrier left a letter for the aunt, which stated that a sister living ten miles away was 111 and Wanted her to drive over at once. She couldn’t <|rive, and so Uncle Joe must go along. There was room for Nettie to go along, but the toothache kept getting worse. It didn’t take her long to decide to stay home and doctor it. She could put on a bag of hot ashes, hold hot vinegar In her mouth and now and then press a wad of cotton batting wet with peppermint essence against the offending molar, and there was hope that she would be all right before night came. During the long day, if the ache permitted, she could swing in her hammock, climb the cherry tree after the ripe fruit, hunt for hens’ eggs in the barn and watch the ducks and goslings in the horse pond. “There is only two things to look out for,” said the aunt when she was ready to drive away. “Keep your eyes out for hawks and tramps. As we haven’t seen a tramp for six weeks, I guess you won’t be bothered, but them hawks are liable to drop down any time. If one comes, you be sure to shoot it. I’ve heard that shooting a gun has been known to cure the toothache.” Uncle and aunt had been gone an hour when the toothache ceased, and Miss Nettie piled into her hammock under the pear tree with a book. She was just opposite the kitchen door and only thirty feet away, and just inside the door stood the shotgun. The maid had great confidence that if hawk or tramp came along she would play the part of a heroine. At 11 o’clock, when the young man who boarded dqwn at Stevens' came past the house with his kodak,/he was satisfied from the swinging of the hammock that Mrs. Nettle was ingTwo hours later, when he had snapshotted an old lop horned cow, a crab apple tree and a brook that seemed to be flowing up hill, hereturned to find the hammock so still that there was no doubt In his mind that the occupant was asleep. He had not past the house, walking as slowly as possible, when he caught sight of half the body of a man in an open window on the other side. Whoever it was had come sneaking down through the cornfield. It was up to the young man to investigate. He started out with the impression that the intruder was a tramp, and he picked up a club, scaled the picket fence and gave a shout. The man in the window heard and drew back. He saw and dropped to the ground and ran around the corner of the house. ‘ He ran into the hammock and its sleeping occupant and fell over them and bounced said sleeping occupant out on the grass. At about the same moment the young man from Stevens’, who had started to pursue the unknown, caught his foot and took a roll, and he was so slow in picking the currant bushes out of bis curly hair when he did get up that he turned the corner just as the bewildered Nettie had dashed into the kitchen, seized the gun and was ready for hawks. She had been rudely awakened, more rudely dumped en the grass and

stepped on, and in her half awake state she didn’t know a hawk from a man until It was too late. In a cool moment she never could have mastered the mechanism of that old shotgun. Under the momentary excitement she not only fired it, but sent a liberal quantity of bird shot into some one’s legs. She had only heard the report of ths gun when she became panic stricken and fled into theckitchen and shut and bolted the door, and for the next three or four minutes she was in a half faint. Then she realized that she had shot a man. She remembered that he had cried out; she remembered that he had fallen on the grass. She wasn’t overcome with horror at the thought. On the contrary, she had shot a tramp and was entitled to all praise. Presently, as Miss Nettie listened with her ears against the door, she heard groans. That meant she had only wounded the tramp. Her heart was . touched by those groans. She could not see the man after she had opened the door an inch or two, because he was just around the comer of the house, but she called out to him: “Are you going away before I shoot again?” “I—l can’t say,” was the reply. "I’m afraid I can’t walk without help.” “Why not?” “Because you have shot me in the legs.” “But my aunt told me to look out for hawks and tramps.” “But I am neither one nor the other.” Judging from his voice, he was a gentleman instead, and after drawing a long breath and breathing a prayer the girl stepped out and peered around the corner of the house. That young man from Stevens’ was lying on his elbow on the grass. His face was very pale, and there were blood spots on the legs of his trousers. At sight of her he smiled faintly and said: “My name is Arthur Welboume. I am stopping with my relatives, the Stevenses. I live in the city and am an artist. If you will pardon me, I will say that I have heard you ar§ Miss Ward. In passing the house while you slept in the hammock I saw a tramp climbing into a window. I gave the alarm, and he escaped. He it was who tumbled over your hammock and awoke you.” . t “And I thought you were’a—a hawk or a tramp and shot you!” gasped the

girl as she wrung her hands. “But fortunately without serious results. All the shot struck my legs, but I may need assistance to get down home.” “But I shan’t let you . get down home. Here, take my hand and see if you can stand on your feet Now hang on to my arm and let me get you into the house and on to the lounge. How could I have been such a silly girl? Now, then, you lie down here, and I’ll run for Dr. James. I know he lives in the first house above here. I’ll bring him right back with me.” She was gone before Mr. Welbourne could protest and was back in half an hour with the good natured country doctor. It took about an hour to pick out the score of bird shot that had been fired into the young man’s legs, and during this time Miss Nettie walked up and down in the back yard with tears in her eyes and no care if the hawks came down and took every hen on the place. The doctor assured her that Mr. .Welbourne would live. Mr. Welbourne himself assured her that he was bound to live to make her further acquaintance, and he was taken down to the Stevenses in the doctor’s buggy. He limped for three or four days, during which time Miss Nettie and her aunt called twice, and then he ceased limping and returned the calls. Inside of a week he was something more than a caller. It beats all how fast a girl who shoots a man and the man who is shot by her can get-ac-quainted—very well acquainted. Matrimony and hawks are sometimes shot at with a gun. The Land of Ducks. There are more ducks in China than in all the rest of the world. China, literally, is white with these birds, and day and night the country resounds with'their metallic and scornful voices. Children herd ducks on every road, on every pond, on every farm, on every lake, on every river. There is no back yard without its duck house. There is no boat, little, or great, without its duck quarters. Even in the cities of China ducks abound. They dodge between the coolies’ legs. They flit, squawking, out of the way of the horses. Their indignant quack will not unseldom drown the roar of urban com- ' merce. All over the land there are . great duck hatching establishments, many of them of a capacity huge enough to produce 50,000 young ducks every year. The Chinese duck is extremely tender and delicate—the best tame duck for eating in the world. Duck among the Chinese is the staple delicacy. It is salted and smoked like ham or beef, and duck eggs are eaten as chicken eggs are in America. The Oldest Bank Notea. The oldest bank notes in the world are the "flying money,” or convenient money, first issued in China in 2697 B. writer tells that the ancient Chinese bank notes were in many respects similar to those of the present day, bearing the name of the bank, the date of issue, the number of the note, the signature of the official who Issued it and its value in both figures and words. On the top of these curious notes was the following philosophic Injunction: “Produce all you can; spend with economy.” The note was printed in blue ink on paper made from the fiber of the mulberry tree. f One of these notes bearing the date 1399 B. C. is still preserved in the Asiatic museum at St. Petersburg.