Daily Democrat, Volume 2, Number 288, Decatur, Adams County, 15 December 1904 — Page 2

HE DAILY DEMOCRAT. «▼■*? IVINING. ucm BDSDAY, BY „B» W GS . ELLINQHAM. A I* 2 SCR I PTION RATES. ji oarrlez, yer week lO<' tn carrier, yer year $4 00 tty mall, yer month 25c «» mall, per year $2.60 Single copies. Two Oenta. k.t«a*Using rates made known on application kilts tea tn the poatofflce at Decatur. Indl- . >a, al sacon l-olasa mall matter. 4 ■itiELLER. Mlanaqik. THE FLOATER. The coining legislature will be called upon to enact a law against bribery of voters at the elections. The provisions of such a law will necessarily have to be severe and must, tie directed against those whe corrupt the suffrage by the use of campaign funds or persona] contributions at the elections. This must be done if rhe name of Indiana is to be kept in the column of common decency. Intelligent people no longer deny the condition of affairs in this state. It is useless to attempt a denial. Nor do honest people longer conceal the truth about the bribery of voters in Indiana. It is a most pitiable spectacle to behold! Men of high standing in church, society and business engage in vote buying with as little concern of conscience as they would if buying hogs in the open market. There is no law making it a crime to buy votes in Indiana, and the cuplrit who sells his vote does so with the assurance that the purchaser is satisfied to get it, and consequently will not stultify himself to prosecute him ; u and thus both the buyer and seller are immune from prosecution, while year by year the number of,'pu rchasable voters are increasing in the state. —SentinelThe railroad subsidy election takes place next Tuesday, and if it is proposed to carry same by a handsome majority, every agitator should be up and doing. Not a moment should be lost. Arrangements for the getting to the polls of every voter should be made. All the details looking to this end should be arranged for now. Do not sleep at the switch. The success of this jbusiness ’venture may

fpll ITU k i n u i> a 4&da»«£WF' ■',■■! '>*<& «• □ ECATUR. IND. 1 STOP! READ! ACT , 1 , APPRECIATE the fact that it is a hard w frS iflr job to pick presents for the dear ones. But ■ rT«-' 'r-' if you will stop and consider the maney advantages B V there are in trading at ■ - I W The Hub I you would immediately go there and see many beau- ■ $ : tiful and tasty articles that would be appropriate as g ■Cpi 1 gifts, and by the way ; , at prices that suit the weak B ,■* as well as the strong pocketI'JOl. Kuhn nroch.’rs hook. * • • • a I i I Few Suggestions 1 * MUFFLERS j SMOKING JACKETS | 1 HANDKERCHIEFS ’UMBRELLAS b S NECKWEAR SUITCASES 0 ' w w ■ And many other Useful as well as Ornamental Gifts ■ | Satisfaction Guaranteed or Money Refunded | One Price Clothiers THE HUB One ■’rice Clothiers I * B. Kai ver & Sons, Props. Big Store Block

mean much for Decatur, and its importance should impress every business man with the necessity of doing unceasing missionary work in its behalf. William Jennings Bryan makes a defense of the oartoon as a political weapon. Mr. Brayn has had it used on him often enough to be aware of its efficacy, and his estimate of it does him infinite credit. —Fort Wayne News. There is one appointment slated by the Indian powers that be, which the Democrat with pride acknowledges that no room is left for improvement. It is that of Judge Albert O. Marsh, who is now serving the government as Indiana pension agent, and who will, without question, be re-appointe d. Judge Marsh has great ability, capable of serving his party and the government in any capacity, clean, honest and courageous, and deserves any honors that are to be commanded. The principle enunciated by William J. Bryan, that you might as well expect to keep rattlesnakes in your house and then protect the members of your family from poison as to permit monopolies to flourish and then try to restrain them from harming the public, is as true as holy writ. The only way to make your family safe from rattlesnake poison is to kill the snakes; also it the public is to be protected against monopolies eradicate them by repealing the laws that allow the creation of monopolies.—Miami County Sentinel. Holiday Rates. For the Christmas and New Years holidays theG. R. & I. will sell round trip tickets to all local stations at 4c per mile, one way mileage. Fort Wayne 90c, Berne 50c,'Geneva 70c, Portland $1.15, etc. Selling dates Dec. 24, 25, 26, and 31, 1904, also January l”and 2, 1905. Will also sell to'points on connecting,linesjin C.[P. A. territory at rate of”one"”and one-third fare. Same selling dates* and limit as for local points. [ J. Bryson. Fine initial kerchiefs— Gus Rosenthal’s.

•)•••••••••••••••••••••••£• u • : Stinginess | : Os Greece : • • J By MARTHA HUMPHREYS J • “ • » CiipiirigM. l>u T. <’ .VcClure • • « • uac«<>««voa»e9e«»»««»eaeev “Who would ever have dreamed she was so stingy? of course the more money you have in this world the more you want. She doesn't look like a girl who thought of nothing but money. Miserly people are supposed to have steely gray eyes and sharp chins, anil she has the softest brown eyes and a dimple in her chin.” “Who has 'em?’’ asked Tom Bliss, rolling over languidly in his steamer chair. “1 was talking about Grace Patterson.” “Has she dimples and brown eyes?” asked Tom innocently. His sister bung him a scornful glance. “You ought to know. You have been hanging around her ever since yon came down." • “Well, a fellow's got to do something when he's on his vacation." said Tom easily. “Yqil can't expect him to turn woman hater when he's the only man to twoseore of pretty women.” “That's just why I'm complaining. With so many pretty girls here 1 don't see why you should devote yourself to one." Margaret Bliss would have objected to any woman her brother might have selected as the object of his attentions. Her love for the six footed bachelor, oldest of her brothers, was distinctly selfish, and she was glad the occasion had arisen to prove Miss Patterson far from perfect. Tom lighted a fresh cigarette. and the hand which tossed away the match patted his sister's head in patronizing fashion. “And how has your ladyship been offended?" "You know Jim Green, the man who has been on the beach boat for two seasons, died last night. All the boarders know him. and of course we looked right into the matter and found out that he left his family almost penniless. so we are going to give a fair for their benefit. We asked Miss Patterson to make something for it. anil she said she was too busy: then we asked her to preside at one of the tables or to raffle off the embroidered sofa cushion Mrs. Marshall is going to donate, and she said she didn't believe in raffles.” “My opinion of Miss Patterson improves." said the aggravating Tom. “Many a time and oft have I been done at your fairs and raffles." Margaret rose angrily. “I might have known she was making some sort of a grand stand play. That sort of girl only cares to please the men." Tom leaned back in his chair and smoked dreamily. He had rather enjoyed Miss Patterson’s society, be-

cause sue knew enougn co steer a boat and not to screech when it shipped water. Now he felt a on :ms desire to know her bettor. A gi.-l with tender brown eyes and a dimple in her chin rarely hold decided opinions on such grave matters as hotel benefits an I rattles. But she was not in sight at th? present moment. Then he recalled that bis stationery needed replenishing, and he started for the village store. It was a cheap imitation of the city department store, and as he was passing the dress goods counter on his way to the stationery department he heard a familiar voice say: “Is that the best quality of nun's veiling you have?" “It's enough better than anything she's been used to having." said the middle aged woman behind the counter. Tom Bliss stopped short, an amused smile on his lips, for he could see that Miss Patterson was flushing indignantly at the woman's rudeness. “Mrs. Green may not be able to buy another black dress soon, and I want to select something that will wear well and not turn rusty.” Tom woke up. “Green. Green!" Why, that was the name of the man who had handled the life saving boat. Why was Grace Patterson shopping for his widow? He drew closer. “I think the Henrietta cloth is better. You can give me ten yards of that and three yards of the crape: also four yards of that lusterless black ribbon." She turned suddenly, almost bumping into Tom. “Won't you let me help?" he said, with a note in his voice that she did not recognize. "No. thank you." she said, blushing prettily under his earnest gaze. “I think we have everything.” He noticed the "we" and liked it. “But the children." he urged — “oughtn’t they to have something; say. little black frocks?” “No. there would be no time to make them. The funeral is tomorrow, you know. Besides, they're such babies to wear black." “It would please the mother." be urged, possessed of a sudden madness to share in this shopping expedition. Miss Patterson's eyes smiled frankly into his. “Well, if you are so determined, we might get some ready made white dresses for the children with black ribbons and sashes. It may be a great comfort to Mrs. Green to feel that she find the family are so neatly garbed for the funeral.” “Just so.” said Tom. pulling out his wallet. The next fifteen minutes were busy ones for Grace Patterson. She had considerable difficulty in steering him away from lace trimmed lawn frocks to some simple little piques. Tom picked up the bundles as if he were proud of them. "Where next?" he said cheerfully. "I must leave this package at tne dressmaker's, and then—well, there's really nothing else you can do. thank you." "You are going to see Mrs. Green? Well. I'm going too." From the dressmaker’s they walked down the beach road to the humble house of mourning. Excited voices welcomed them. Frowzy neighbors were gathered on the front porch. Mrs. Green was bordering on hysteria. Tom watched in interested fashion while Grace brought order out of chaos. One by one the useless neighbors took their departure. The children were coaxed into the shadow of an upturn ed boat to play store with real cookies, candies and raisins which Grace produced from the depths of her Boston bag. and Mrs. Green, comforted with a bandage around her aching head and many kind words, was induced to lie down. Then Grace picked up the baby and carried him around to the shady side of the bouse. Tom followed, dragging a big rocking chair in which lie insisted she should sit. while he sprawled in the sand at her feet. In the little room whose shutters were closed just behind them lay the man who had often risked his life that they might make merry in the water. A sorrow that was not personal fell upon them, and the m in lay quite still looking out across the dancing water and thinking of many things. Suddenly above bis head sounded the soft, melting “<oo" of a baby's voice. Without shifting his position, lest he should break the charm. Tom took in the picture. The laughing eyes of the girl were liouid and ten

WE’VE BEEN POUNDING !■*» ■■mill —-.mi i 111 , —-r ~-IILJ. so long that we can’t sell anything else. The snag proof belting that we put on our Felt Boot.> is the best. There is no other make as good. We’ve built a reputation selling good R übbers. THE BETTER THE GRADE THE BIGGER THE TRADE CHARLIE VOGLEWEDE, I HE SHOE SELLER Same Old Place 123 n, Second St.

uer as she watched the baby on het knees. The dimples had disappeared and the lips were curved in n serious sweetness This was not the girl who had been such a jolly good comrade on fishing and sailing jaunts. Tills was the woman lie had been looking for nil these years. And to think that he had not recognized her at once! Her slender white hand was so close to his that lie could hardly keep from clasping it. He pulled himself together and asked in a voice that sounded rather harsh by reason ot his effort at self control: "If you will do all this, why won t you help with the benefit up at the hotel ?" Grace started. She had been wondering whether the little mite in her lap would some day grow up and tight against the sea for human lives. “Oh, they're such silly things, you know! Everybody hates you for ask Ing them to pay two or three times what a thing's worth, and by the time you have paid all the expenses the beneficiary doesn’t get very much: besides it would be two weeks before the thing came off and Mrs. Green needed the clothes and the money now. I suppose a great many people think it's very queer, but father Ims always insisted on my keeping inside my allowance. and —well —I couldn t help with the benefit and help Mrs. Green today.” She was floundering along almost blindly under the fierce light that glowed in Tom's eyes. “And so—and so"— Tom had utterly forgotten what she was talking about. Her hand was caressing the baby's face. The man rose on one knee and drew her hand away from the chubby cheek, holding it firmly in his own. “Grace, dear. I'm not half good enough for yon. but do you think you could love me just a little?" She looked at him tenderly. "I think I could love you a great deal.” And the baby "cooed” and dimpled as he looked at the two heads so close together above his own. Composition In ( ourheu. Southey was a methodical and rapid literary craftsman. "I am a quiet, patient. easy going hack of the mule breed, regular as clockwork in my pace, sure footed, bearing the burden which is laid on me. and only obstinate in choosing my own path,” he wrote to a! friend. But bis method was by no means simple. He was a poet, a historian. a critic and a miscellaneous j writer. He turned out an enormous' quantity of matter and succeeded in doing so by working fourteen hours a day and diversifying his labors within i bis daily round. He had six tables in his library. He wrote poetry at one. history at another, criticism at a third, and so on with the other subjects upon which he was engaged, and when he was tired of spinning his brains into verse he turned to history and criticism. There is a story that lie once described to Mme. de Stael the divi- j sion of his time two hours before I breakfast for history, two hours for | reading after, two hours for the composition of poetry, two hours for criticism. and so on through all his working day. “And pray. Mr. Southey,” | queried the Frenchwoman somewhat I unkindly, “when do you think?"—Cornhill Magazine. NOTICE. All persons knowing themselves indebted to U. Deininger. please call and settle before January Ist, and avoid having same put in the hands of a collector. 288 (id U DEININGER. VOTICE BY CITY CLERK. OFFICE OF CITY CLERK. Decatur, Ind. To all persons or corporations whose lands are assessed as benrfittod by the Elin street Sv we and the various branches thereof: You are hereby notified that the assessments have been made and adopted against all the lots and lands benetkted by the const ruction of the improvement known the Elm St reet Sewer and the various branches thereof and that under the law. if you desire to receive the benefit of the ten year payment permit, you are required to sign a waiver ot your rights on account of any detect or Irregularity in the matter of assessment theiein. or in the proceedings of the Council in relation thereto. If this waiver is nor slgnt d by you. your assessment will I e at once due and payable anti collectable as provided by law Your waiver m*>M he tiled with the City Clerk on or before the 20th day of December, 190*1. J R M< Eeflfy. •>T-4d City Clerk, r

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