Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 101, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 April 1912 — Page 4

CtMED cornu FOB SALE. For Sale —Pure Rose Comb Rhode island Red eggs during the hatching season. C. H. Mills, Phone 100. «- #*r Sale—A few excellent second-1 hand sewing machines at the Singo>‘ office. Will sell cheap for cash or on ♦imp Call any Saturday. R. P. Benjamin, Agent ‘ ‘ For Sale—A few head of horses and Bares, fid Oliver, Newland, or Phone 522-A. For Sale—An Art Garland range; cheap; Jn first-class condition. C. W. --Duvall.- : 2 '■■■ ~T' '— For Sale—loo bushels Reed’s Yellow Dent seed corn, $1.60 per bushel. F. W. Bedford. For Sale—Good recleaned millet Seed. Inquire of C. H. Porter or phone ISO. For Sale —Good fresh milch cow. Tern Hopkins. For Sale or Trade —Studebaker automobile, 1912 model, never been used. For sale or trade on easy terms. F. W. Bedford. For Sale — books, “Si Kleeg and His Pard;’’ “History of Andersonville Prison;” History of the Religion of the World;” “White House Cook Book.” All may be seen at McFarland's grocery, where they can be had at very 1 low prices. For Sale —Brussels and ingrain carpat, Chinese matting and several rocking chairs. D. H. Yeoman, Phone No. 60. For Sale—l 2 shoats weighing about 60 pounds. H. J. Gowland, Phone 502-G. For Sale—2 mules; 1 yearling and one 2-year-old; also 18 hogs, weighing from 125 to 150 pounds each. G. B. Switzer, Parr, R. F. D. No. 1, Phone 611-F. For Sale —Superior concrete and road gravel. Builders of concrete silos, barns, tanks, foundations, culverts and floors. Write for prices. Lafayette Gravel and Concrete Co., Lafayette, Ind. For Sale— A McCray refrigerator, 9 feet wide, 7 feet high, 6 feet deep, for a hotel or restaurant. Inquire at the radian School. Phone No. 83. For Sale or Bent —Possession at once; the Hemphill livery barn in - Rensselaer; a good paying business. Inquire of Jack Hoyes, R. D. No. 1 or phone 605-D. ■ —■3 —" For Sale— 3 conveniently located flve-room cottages, at right prices and on easy payments. Firman Thompson. For Sale —6-room cottage in north of town, lot 150x187, good well, large chickenpark. fi. L. Hammerton, Phone 375. > For Sale— l have divided the Monnett land facing the gravel road Tn*cf 10-acre lots, and will offer these fcr sale. This land is within one mile of town and will make ideal homes. For prices and particulars call on George F. Meyers or J. J. Hunt. For Sale—Small property south of Christian church known as Harrison property. See George A. Williams.

WANTED. Wanted —Girl to do general housework; good wages for experienced help. Phone No. 518-A. Wasted— Cottage to rent within next week or two. Call at or address Republican office. Wanted —Girl for general housework; no washing; pay according to ability. H. Roth, Florist, Lafayette, lnd. Wanted —Girl -to do general housework in family of two. Apply to Gertrude Hopkins at State Bank, or phone No. 2. ....,'.rv:.-:.; Wanted —A one-horse wagon. Dr. H. L Brown. Wanted— Pair mare mules, well matched, color, sizes and gait; must weigh 1300 pounds or more; between 3 and 6 years old; must be absolutely sound and gentle. Give lowest cash price and be quick. Francis T. Hilton, Medaryville, Ind. Wanted—Men for building wooden freight cars. Those handy with ordinary tools can soon learn. Also common laborers. Haskell & Barker Car Company, Michigan City, Ind. Wanted— Several ditchers; inquire of D. H. Yeoman, at Phone No. 50. ;; Wanted—Teams to plow by the acre'for corn. Call or write as soon as possible. John O'Connor, Knlman, Ind. - ... - T rtT lß --- T:7 rn. -m, Ties Wasted—Ties wanted at Saltwall, Mllroy township. I will take 9QJOOQ ties, delivered on the line at or near Baltweil, In Mllroy township. They will b# promptly paid for upon delivery. Specifications will be furnished by Frank Lewis, superlntenBsajamln Gifford. ■ caul ——— •

FOB RENT. For Bent —l6o acres fine pasture land, well fenced and watered. C. P. Wright & Co. For Bent—4o acres good pasture, partly blue grass. Robert Michal, 4% miles southeast of Rensselaer. For B6nt —An Oliver typewriter, recently remodled and In perfect running order. Telephone No. 18 or 153. LUST. Lost—A bunch of keys. Return to Tom Cox or to Republican office. - Lost— A white leather stud bridle, either in Rensselaer or north of town. Finder please return to Will H. Barkley, Rensselaer. POULTRY AND EGGS. For Sale—Single Comb Black Minorca eggs, 75c per 15. If you will hatch and raise chicks until weaned I will give you half of them. Will exchange a few eggs for Road Island Red eggs. Phone 634-1, R. R. 1, Rensselaer, Ind., J. A. Pullin. For Sale—Mayhew’s White Wyandotte eggs, $1 for ]£, or $5 per 100. Arthur Mayhew, R. D. No. 3, Rensselaer, or Phone 29-H, Mt. Ayr. a i ■ - ~ " For Sale—Barred Rock eggs for hatching. Marion I. Adams, Phone 632-L. ..... For Sale—Rose Comb Rhode Island Red eggs. From flock, 75 cents per setting of 15; from selected pen, $1.50. I, F. Meader, phone 526-D. R. D. 2, Rensselaer. For Sale —Pen of Single Comb and White Leghorns, as good as the best. Eggs for sale at 4 cents each. A. G. W. Farmer, Phone 425. ~ MISCELLANEOUS. To Give Away—Several loads of barnyard manure. J. A McFarland. To Trade—A full-blooded coming 2-year-old Jersey heifer for a fresh cow; will pay the difference. Robert Michal, Phone 294-G. Motorcycles—l have the agency for the Indian Motorcycle. See one on display at my shop. Let me sharpen your lawn mowers. Jas. C. Clark. A Postal Card Will Bring You a free sample copy of four different magazines, and our special money; saving offers. Address To-day’s Magazine, Canton, Ohio. BUTTE BF AT. W- H. Dexter will pay 32c for butter fat this week. ELECTRICAL REPAIRS. For electrical repairs and wiring, call Ray Delmer, Phone 239. MONEY TO LOAN. The Union Central Life Insurance Co. has made a big appropriation of money to be loaned on good farms in Jasper county and offers a liberal con tract without commission. John A Dunlap, Agent. AUTOMOBILES. The Yery Latest, a real 1912 car, on our floor for delivery now. The Maxwell Mascotte Touring car. THE GLDDEN . . TOUB WINNER. 'W€lt

A WAY OPEN. Many a Rensselaer Reader Knows It Well. There is a way open to convince the greatest skeptic. Scores of Rensselaer people have made it possible. The publac statement of their experience is proof the like of which has never been produced before in Rensselaer. Read this case of it given by a citizen: Mrs. Aaron Hickman, N. Front St., Rensselaer, Ind., says: “In my opinion Down’s Kidney Pills are the best kidney medicine on the market I have taken , them at different times when suffering from attacks of backache and other symptoms of kidney complaint and I have always received prompt relief. Three years ago I first began their use and they proved so satisfactory that I have had no desire to change to any other remedy. I was so well pleased with the benefit I receiVed from my first trial of Doan’s Kidney Pills that ! gave a statement for publication recommending them in the spring of 1907. Since then when I have heard anyone complain of kidney trouble or backache, I have suggested that Doan’s Kidney Pills be procured at Fendig’s Drug Store and given a trial. Different members of my family have taken this remedy and like myself have been greatly benefited.” . For sale by all dealers. Price 50 cents. Foster-Milburn Co„ Buffalo, New York, sole agents for the United States. ' v Remember the name—Doan’s—and take no other. y-- y. , ' - ■ - Automobile Insurance at 2 per cent per annum, against loss by fire from any cause, any place in the United States or Canada,-by a company that is as good as the befit B. B. HARRIS.

Married Life Second Year

“NOW DON’T BE foolish! Go on if they want you to," urged Warren. “Wilson and I want to play out our match of billiards.” , Helen stood reluctant. "Oh; but you know I don’t like to go without you." “That’s absurd. You’ve been In all day—the air’ll do you gooU.”— “Come on!” cried the Stevenses who were already out in the car. “Mr. Summers will take care of you If your husband don’t come.” Helen hurried down the path to the waiting car. “I believe you’re to a& back here with me,” said Mr. Summers, as he sprang out to help her In. “Hadn’t l better get you a heavier wrap? Will that thin one be enough?” - “Oh, yes; quite enough,” as she settled herself back in the wide leather seat. Mr. Bummers was a cousin of the Stevenses and had been at the hotel for some time. Helen knew that he admired her. Her woman’s intuition told her that. He had formed one of their party for a number of rides and outings and had been particularly attentive to her. - Often when Warren, with his usual indifference, had left her to look after herself, it was Mr. Summers who had hurried to help her in and out of the car, and In many ways had been solicitous about her comfort. Helen had shrunk from these little attentions because they seemed only to emphasize Warren’s neglect. That anyone else should have to look after her when her husband was present seemed but a direct reflection on him. And now as they sped through the night over the smoothly oiled roads, with Mr. Summers beside her In the seclusion of the deep back seat, Helen was conscious that by his very silence he was in Borne way creating between them a curious sense of intimacy > There is nothing more subtle, nothing that can be made more pregnant with meaning than a conscious silence. Now and then a sudden jar of the machine swayed her toward him an(J she was conscious of his arm against hers —and conscious of his consciousness of it! She tried to think of something to qay—something simple and natural, anything to break the silence that grew more and more insistent. "All the roads around here are so well kept,” she murmured at length. “I wonder how often they oil them." But the remark was so banal and its purpose so obvious that it only increased her discomfort. And when he answered: “Every -few days I suppose,” and then offered no further comment, the silence was more pronounced than ever. Helen was intensely glad when, a little farther on. they stopped at a road house. She sprang out quickly without giving Mr. Summers a chance to ’hplp her. the porch,” suggested Mrs. Stevens. “It looks so hot and stuffy inside. Isn’t that red wallpaper horrible?” The porch was lit only by the light that shone through the window. Heigh would rather have gone in—side, where the bright lights would have helped to dispel this atmosphere of subtle romance that Mr. Summers was deliberately trying to throw about her. “Wait Stevens, I’m doing this, and Mr. Summers pre-emptorily Jbeckoned the waiter and gave the order. "Now you are sure you won’t have a sandwich or a salad?” he asked, leaning toward Helen who had ordered only a claret lemonade. She shook her head. "No, that is all I care for.” “Oh I forgot your footstool! as the waiter disappeared. “I’m afraid I’m not taking sueh very good care of you after all.” “Oh I don’t need a footstool for the few moments we’ll be here,” answered Helen, keenly conscious of his intimate tone and yet not knowing how to resent it. They had all dined together several times, and when he had found she always wanted a footstool and that Warren had usually left it for her to ask for, he had been quick to procure one, surreptitiously tipping the waiter for bringing it. Each time Helen had secretly resented that anyone should need to look after her when her husband was present, but Warren had not seemed even to notice. : —— ——- ———— The Stevenses were now absorbed in the discussion of the new apartment they were leasing this fall. And Helen seamed as much alone with Mr. Summers as she had been on the back seat of the ear. She grew more and more angry with herself for the self-conscious-ness she seemed unable to throw off. In some subtle way he was making her keenly conscious of his every movement and of every Inflection of bis voice. Oh, why had not Warren come with them? Why had he insisted on bar coming alone- There was nothing in this that she could tell him; It was all too subtle for that. And yat sha knew she never wanted to ba with -Mr. Summers alone again. When 'they went back to the car ha helped her in and insisted that she put on her wrap. He held it for her and drew it slowly and carefully about her shoulders. It bnrt been rather a cloudy uncertain night when they started. And mnr to Ifelen’s dismay it began to •prinkle. , "Want the curtains up back there?" asked Mr. Stevens. "Oh no—no, it’s only a few drops, and I love to feel it against my face," answered Helen quickly, feeling that te be abut in back there by the rain eurtains would only add to the intimacy of it all. _ “But I can't have you getting wel ami cold," protested Mr. Sum*

Helen felt her face flush at tti* proprietary 1 words, "I can’t have you/' but there was nothing she could say: The few heavy drops had now changed to a fine misty rain. '"Now 1 must .insist on having the curtains up,” as he leaned over and felt the shoulders of her wrap which were now quite damp. Helen could only submit. Mr.. Stevens stopped the car and came -back to get the curtains which were under their seat. When the curtains were fastened in place, it left them In complete darkness there In that deep back seat. Helen felt as though she was shut in with him from all the world. As they sped back to the hotel through the now beating rain, Mr. Summers again felt the shoulders of her wrap, and the fastening of the curtain beside her, for she shrunk over to her extreme end of the seat. “Isn’t the rain coming in through the opening there? Come over this way more. I’m sure you’re getting wet?” A sudden crash of thunder and a dazzling glare as the lightning swept before them. Helen gave a little: cry. Instantly Mr. Summers’ hand covered hers. “You’re not frightened—are you?’ “Oh, no—no,” quickly withdrawing her hand. “It was absurd for me to scream.” “It was very natural,” he answered gently, with a caressing note in his voice which made ner cheeks burn hotly. At last they drew up before the hotel. Hardly waiting to say goodright. Helen flew up the path, across the veranda and up to her room. Warren was in bed, his arms flung up over his head, fast asleep. Noiselessly she sank Into a beside him. With a sigh of relief and happiness, very softly, without wakening him, she rested her head on his pillow. The unwanted and distasteful attentions of another, man always make a woman turn clingingly to the man she loves. To Helen the whole evening had been hateful. Aud now that she was with Warren again, she was filled with a delicious sense of peace, of security, of being where she belonged. * Don’t be surprised if you have an attack of rheumatism this spring. Just rub the affected parts freely with Chamberlain’s Liniment and it will soon disappear. Sold by all dealers, c When thq White Star liner Olympic, sister ship of the Titanic, was ready to sail from Southampton Thursday, for New York, 300 firemen and engine room workers quit the vessel, declaring the collapsible boats on the Olympie were unseaworthy.

L 0. 0. F. Notice. All Odd Fellows are requested to meet at the lodge room at 7 o'clock p. m. on Sunday, April 28, 1912, to march to the Christian church, where an address will be delivered by Bro. W, G. Winn in commemoration of the 93rd anniversary of the founding of the order. By order of the N. G. SCHYLER C. IRWIN, Secretary. Why He Was Late. “What made you so late?” “I met Smithson.” “Well, that is no reason why you should be an hour -late getting home to supper.” “I know, but I asked him how he was feeling, and he insisted on telling me about bis stomach trouble." “Did you tell him to lake Chamberlain’s Tablets?” “Sure, that is what he needs.” Sold by all dealers. c President Taft won the four delegates at large to the Chicago convention over Senator A. B. Cummins, in the lowa state republican convention at Cadar Rapids Thursday by a vote of 761 to 720. You will look a good while before you find a better medicine for coughs and colds than Chamberlain’s Cough Remedy. It not only gives relief— it cures. Try it when you are certain to be pleased with the prompt cure which it will effect For sale by all dealers, c ~*We have taken the agency for Remington typewriter supplies and if you want the best typewriter ribbon made call at The Republican office or phone your wants. Ribbons for all makes of machines. “My little son had a very severe cold. I was recommended to try Chamberlain’s Cough Remedy, and before a small bottle was finished he was as Well as ever,” writes Mrs. H. Silks. 29. bowling Street, Sydney, Australia. This remedy is for sale by all dea’ers. e

H. O. Stone, one of the largest real estate operators in Chicago and a member of one of the pioneer families of that city, died Thursday morning after an illneßS of five months. For rheumatism you will find nothing better than Chamberlain’s List ment. Try it and see how quickly U gives relief, For sale by all dealers c Aiaasti is. -f-* What have you to rfell? Why- don’t you sell it- A Republican classified ad will tiriite you a buyer 1 willing to pay what it is worth. Don’t put it off. Three lines one week in all issues of The Daily and Semi-Weekly Republican for 16 cents.

The Grand Babylon Hotel

(Copyright The Frank A. Munsey Co.) (Chapter V—Continued.) “Why,” exclaimed Nella, gazing fearfully at the form on the Stretcher, it’s Mr. Dimmock.” “It is,” her father acquiesced. “He’s dead,” he added laconically. “I’d have broken it to you more gently hwl I known. Your pardon, prince.” There was a pause. “Dimmock dead!” Price Ariberi whispered under his breath, and he knelt down by the side of the stretcher. “What does this mean?” , “The poor fellow was* just walking across the quadrangle toward the portico when he fell. A commissionaire who saw him says he was walking very quickly. At first I thought it was sunstroke, but it couldn’t have been, though the weather is rather warm. It must be heart disease.” Theodore Racksole stopped, and in an awkward, solemn silence they all gazed at the dead youth. His features were slightly drawn and his eyes closed; that was all. He might have been asleep. “My poor Dimmock!” exclaimed the prince, his voice broken. “And I was angry because the lad did not meet me at Charing Cross!” “Are you sure he is dead, father?’’ Nella Baid. “You’d better go away, Nella,” was Racksole’s only reply; but the girl stood still and began to sob quietly. On the previous night she had secretly made fun of Reginald Dimmocir. She had deliberately set herself to get information from him on a topic in which she happened to be specially interested, and she had got it, laughing the while at his youthful crudities — his vanity, his transparent cunning, his absurd airs. She had not liked him; she had even distrusted him and decided that he was not “nice,” but now, as he lay on the stretcher, these things were forgotten. She went so far as to reproach herself for them. Such is the strange commanding power of death. “Oblige me by taking the poor fellow to my apartments,” said the prince, with a gesture to the attendants. Racksole felt suddenly that at that moment he was nothing but a mere hotel proprietor with an awkward affair on his hands. For a fraction of a second he wished he had never bought the Grand Babylon. ——~ A quarter of an hour Prince Aribert, Theodore Racksole, a doctor and an inspector of police were in the prince’s reception room. ~ They had just come from an antechamber in which lay the- mortal remains pf Reginald Dimmock. “Well?” said Racksole, glancing at the doctor. The doctor was a big, boyish-look-ing man. w3thJYeeE quizzTcal~eyes. “It is not heart failure,” said the doctor. “Not heart disease?” “No.” “Then what is it?” asked the prince. “I may be able to answer that question after the post-mortem,” said the doctor. “I certainly can’t answer it now. The symptoms are unusual to a degree.” The inspector of police began to write in a notebook.

CHAPTER VI. < In the Gold Boom. In the Grand Babylon a great ball was given that night in. the Gold Room, a huge salon attached to the hotel, though scarcely part of It, and certainly less exclusive than the hotel itself. 2; : T Theodore Racksole knew nothing of the affair except that it was an entertainment offered by a Mr. and Mrs. Sampson Levi to their friends. Who Mr. and Mrs. Sampson Levi were he did not know, nor could anyone tell him anything about them, except that Sampson Levi was a prominent member of that part of the stock exchange familiarly called the Kaffir Circus, that his wife was a stout lady with an aquiline nose and that they were vedy rich and very hospitable. Theodore Racksole did qot want a ball in his hotel that evening, and just before dinner he almost had a mind to issue a decree that the Gold Room waa to be Closed and the ball forbidden, and Mr. and Mrs. Sampson Levi might name the amount of damrges suffered by them. His reaßons for such a course Were threefold: first, he felt depress*! and uneasy;' second, be didn’t like the name Sampson Levi; and third, he had a desire to show these so-called plutocrats that their weath was nothing to him, that they couldn’t do what they chose with Theodore Racksole, and that for two pins Theodore Racksole would buy them up and th# whole Kaffir Circus to boot, a But something warned him that,]

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though such a high-handed proceeding might be tolerated in America, that land of freedom, it would never be tolerated in England. He felt instictively that in England there are things you can’t do, and that this particular thing was one of them. So the ball went forward, and neither Mr. nor Mrs. Sampson Levi had even the lease suspicion what a narrow escape they had had of looking foolish in the eyes of the thousand or so guests invited by them to the Gold Room that evening. The Gold Room of the Grand Babylon was built for a ballroom. . A balcony, supported by arches laced with gilt and lapis lazuli, ran around it, and from this vantage men and maidens and chaperons who could not or would not dance might survey the scene. Everyone knew this, and most people took advantage of it. What everyone did not know, what no one knew, was that, higher up than the balcony, there was a little barred window in the end wall, from which the hotel authorities might k£ep a watchful eye not only on the dancers but on the of the balcpny itself.* It may seem incredible to the uninitiated that the guests at any social gathering held in so gorgeous and renouned apartment as the Gold Room of the Grand Babylon should need the observation Nsf a watchful eye. Yet So it was. Strange matters and unexpected faces had been discried from that little window, and more than pne European detective had kept vigil there Iwlth the most eminently satisfactory lesults. At M o’clock Theodore Racksole, afflicted by vexation of spirit,' found himself gazing idly through the little barred window. Nella was with him. Together they had been wandering about the corridors of the hotel, still strange to them both, and it was quite by accident that they had lighted upon the small room which had a surreptitious view of Mr. and Mrs. Sampson Levi’s ball. Except for the light from the cfianrdelier'of tfie banfooffi, the little cubicle was in darkness. Nella was looking through the window; her father stood behind. “I wonder which is Mrs. Sampson Levi,” Neila said, “and whether she matches her name. Wouldn’t you love to have a name like that, father, something that people could take hold of, instead of Racksole?” The sound of violins and a confused murmer of voices rose gently up to them. “Umph!” said Theodore. “Curse the evening papers!” he added, inconsequently, but with Sincerity. “Father, you’re very horrid tonight. What have the evening papers been doing?” * -r “WeH, my young madam, they’ve got me in for one; and you for another; and they’re manufacturing myr teries like fun. It’s young Dimmock’s death that has started ’em.” “Well, father, you surely didn’t expect to keep yourself out of the papers. Besides, as regards newspapers, you ought to be glad you aren’t in. New York. Just fancy what the dear old Herald would have made out of a little transaction like yours of last night” y - “That’s true,” assented Racksole. “But it’ll be all. over New York tomorrow morhing, all the same. The worst of it is that Babylon has gone off to Switzerland.” “Wbyr / £ r:r “Don’t know. Sadden fancy, I guess, for his native heath.” <r What difference does that make to yon?” (To he Continued.)

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