Evening Republican, Volume 16, Number 176, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 July 1912 — Page 4
tIMED COLUMN MATES FOB CLASSIFIED ADS. Three lines or less, per week of six Issues of The Evening Republican and two 6t The Semi-Weekly Republican, 26 cents. Additional space pro rata. “ FOR SALK. fcS'" ®' or Sal® —New bay, mJxed clover and timothy. J. H. Chapman. —■ For Sale — Two automobiles at a t bargain: one 2-cylinder, 5-passenger; one 4-cyltnder, 5-passenger. Both in first-class condition. O. L. McNiece, Valparaiso, Ind. For Sale— At a bargain, one front porch; one oak stairway; one hot air furnace. G. E. Murray. For Sale— Bee keepers' supplies. Leslie Clark, at Republican office. Catalogue free. For Sale— l6o acres of corn land for sale at a bargain by the owner. This is one of the very best farms in Jasper county, Indiana; all level and a black sandy loam, well fenced, good well oi water, with tank and Windmill, large 24-inch tile, fair outlet; no other improvements; all in blue grass, not a foot of waste land. If you want a bargain this is sure it; easy terms. Four miles of town. Write me at once. rent pasture party very reasonable. J. W. Maddox, Oakland, 111. For Sale — A fine pair of driving horses, ages & and 6 years. O. C. Halstea<|, Route 3, Rensselaer, Ind. For Sale — Oak lumber. Select white oak and burr oak for barns, cribs, sheds, etc., also floor joists, studding and rafters for houses. Will saw to dimensions in any quantities at a very reasonable price. Bridge lumber a specialty. See dr Write Ben D.McColly or Leslie Alter, Phone 521-E, Rensselaer. For Sale— Typewriter ribbons of all makes. The Republican. WANTED. Wanted— Men for building wooden freight cars. Those handy with ordinary tools can soon learn. Also common laborers. Car Works, Michigan City, Ind. Wanted — Sewing. For first class sewing of all kinds, see Mrs. H. H. Laing, at the Henry Wood residence, or telephone 264. Satisfaction guaranteed; prices reasonable. Wanted— Man for general farm work. Good board and wages. Inquire of William Porter, Parr. Ind. Wanted — Standing timber suitable for mine props, timbers, and hardwood Lumber. Must be near railroad station. Address Covey-Durham Coal Co., 203 So. Dearborn St., Chicago, 111. BUTTERFAT. W. H. Dexter will pay 25c for butter fat this week. -i-mj FOUND. Found — A pair of gold-rimmed spectacles. Inquire at Republican office. LOST. Lost— Ladies’ brooch. Return to Republican office/' Lost— lce hatchet from ice wagon. Re turn to Vern Hopkins, the driver. i ■ iiii ...A. THE HOLPUCH ROOFING CO. Composition, Felt, and Gravel Roofers. Orders nay be left with B. D. McColly or at lew school hallding.
WE PAY $1 "SLWXJM teeth which arc of no value to you. Highest price* paid for OH Gold, Silver, OH Watches, Broken Jewelry, Precious Stones. i.' '_‘-_Z : Money Sent by ReturnftM. Phila. Smelting & Refining Co. btaMuhed 20 Years set Chestnut SL, Philadelphia, Pa. "~- - LOCAL MARKETS. New Wheat—9o. Corn—64. . . ' New Oats—2B. Eggs—l 7. Butter—2o. • • ’. Ducks—white, 8. t Indian runners, 6. L Roosters—6. Cleese—6. ' Chickens—ll. R'&S Spring B—l Street Auction. * At 3 o'clock Saturday p. m. August 3, I will sell at auction in front of court house one span of 2-year-o!d Chorees.'*i Terms: 6 motaths’ time on negotionable notes with Interest if paid when due. At end of 6 months per ceajt interest will be charged. MRa J - R GERMAN.
TASTING WINE FOR LIVING
Strange Calling Followed by Women Born With Delicate Palates la Very Lucrative. ' Of the list of strange callings followed by women that of wine tasting is one of the most curious and lucrative. As a matter of fact, Mlle. Collinere, whose services are in great demand In France, Germany and Italy as a wine taster, is said to make an income of about £5,000 a year, many firms employing her for regular work and frequently for special duty. Only half a dozen wine tasters have been known to history, the most renowned of these being the wife of a famous London wine merchant, Mme. Pommery, who died in Paris twelve years ago, and Signora Sousa who has a great reputation in Spain on account of her judgment and knowledge of wine. Wine tasters, it appears, are born, not made, and must possess the gift of a rare and delicate palate. To this, of course, must be added a knowledge of wines. Mlle. Colllnere’s taste Is so fine and her knowledge of wines such that she can discern from the first taste of a wine Just where the grapes grew from which It was made, whether they were raised In California or in the vineyards of France, Germany, or elsewhere. She can easily detect adulteration of any sort, or if there is a blend and of which wines, and can tell the age of a wine almost to a day. - As a matter of fact, there are no secrets that a bottle of wine can withhold from this remarkable Frenchwoman once she has had a spoonful of It in her mouth. She does not swallow the wine. In fact, she Is a teetotaller, and if she were to drink wine would lose her subtle magic of taste. Furthermore, she is obliged to take the greatest care of her health. She must be well In order to do her work, for her sense -loses its cunning when she gets out of health.—Tit-Bits.
BRUIN OBTAINS HIS SUPPER
Hunter Describes the Clever Work of a Hungry Bear In Catching a Salmon. One year, the berries being destroyed, many bears visited the river for fish. I was walking up the river shore one evening about sunset watching for a deer. Rounding a bend I saw, perched upon a flat rock some few feet from the shore, a large black bear. I could not tell at first what he was doing. He was stooping down with one paw In the water waving it gently to and fro. I watched closely and saw, just beyond his reach, a large male salmon, so nearly dead that he could not swim. The bear was using his paw to create an-eddy which would draw the fish within his grasp. Slowly the salmon drifted toward the rock. It was amusing to watch how carefully the bear moved his paw so as not to frighten his prey. At last the fish came within reach, Bruin reached over, gave It a quick slap, seized It In his jaws and leaped ashore. The whole performance tickled me so that I let him go off, the salmon dangling in his mouth, without even taking a shot at "Oharlos -Btuart-Moody. in the Outing Magazine.
Ambassador’s Privileges.
An accredited ambassador is wholly free from the jurisdiction of the courts of law or of any other authority In the country to whlcjh he is sent. His house is as sacred as his person. It, is regarded not as belonging to the country in which he is living, but as a part of the country which sen,t him. It could no more be entered by the police than a town could be occupied by the soldiery of another nation. This protection is extended to the inmates of the house. If a wrong is committed by some one in the employ of an embassy, in any capacity, the only means of redress is an appeal to the ambassador or to the government which sent him, and which will not, it is supposed, allow a wrong to be sheltered under the peculiar privileges granted its representative.
Thumbs In Social Customs.
Few persons realize how important a role the thumb has played In the social customs of the people. Erskine records that among certain glasses of people in Scotland the final settlement of a bargain was always signalized by the licking and joining of thumbs. Selden says that kissing the thumb was a characteristic of servility. The Clergy, the rich and the great, were in receipt of this honor from tradesmen. From remotes times the practice of licking the thumb has been regarded as a solemn pledge or promise, existing, according to Tacitus and others, among the Goths, the Iberians and the Moors, and it may also be traced through successive periods down to the present time.
If ths Truth Bo Told.
“Whoever made you think you look well on horseback, Throggins, lied to you most shamefully.” “Yes, I’ll be at home next Thursday evening, Mr. Pschucks; that’s why Pd rather not have you call.” “Bobby, you must not be uncivil to Mr. Slocum; he's only going to stay a few minutes?* "Officer, I don't mind being arrested by a cop that’s got some sense, but you're a darned bonehead." “Mamma, you won’t need to listen at the keyhole this evening; It's my second best young man that’s own- ~ ~ j
The Tide of Terror
Copyright, The Frank Ar Munsey Co. CHAPTER TIL The Reparation. One evening, ten days later, Captain Glenney sat at the door of his boathouse, a changed and broken man. His shoulders were bowed, his eyes, once so hotly blue, were dim and faded, hip face had taken on ten added years of age. Since the arrival of the famous message, no word has come from McAllister or from Minna, and the captain’s soul was sick with anxiety and suspense. He had written and cabled to every address where he thought McAllister might be found, but each answer received was to the same effect —that McAllister and the child were not there, and their whereabouts were unknown. So Pa p tnln heart out in waiting, half believing that after all the two had perished in the flood, and that all his life remorse must be his portion. IHe seldom went fishing now; to his nostrils the salt sea had lost its savor, for it was the sepulcher of all he loved best on earth. The Soosun-Ann no longer pottered around the nets outside the bay, or scraped her fat sides against the sunken Porpoise. Her owner spent all day sitting in the doorway of the boat house, reading over and over the story of the damage brought on the other side of the world, and especially in Scotland. That story was an old one now; the new tales coming in told of the resurrection of life after what had seemed death, the herculean efforts of a people to turn defeat into victory, and the success which was crowning their efforts. 7 ——y - - i.-. - --.--i.-.-.
But always before, the captain’s eye there danced in letters of flame the words—“McAllister ruined.” No word was spoken of McAllister ''among all the heroic men who were building sip their country’s fortunes and their own once more; the tides of life had
closed over him, and his place knew him no more. *■ Soon the flood would be but a memory; its scars healed. But Sandy—poor old Sandy, who was net- recovering, who never would recover from the blow, who was down and beaten at the moment when he thought that fortune was within his grasp—always at this point the captain’s conscience got the better of him and pricked until he writhed in torment. But Sandy could not be found, and nothing could be done to make amends. The captain let down the legs bf his chair with a thump and rose stif.fly —Jto.reason..o£..thp. atnnn which had become habitual to him, his once erect figure seemed to have lost inches of its former height He had grown thin, and his clothes hurtg upon him loosely. He kicked aside the newspapers lying scattered upon the floor, and went to the cupboard for his tin of Black Jack. From this he loaded his short black pipe, carefully packing the tobacco well down with a stubby forefinger; lighted It, and sucked at it until it glowed like a steamer’s light unde* his nose. He replaced the tin and lox of matches with the old-maid-ish precision born of years of living in the cramped quarters of a ship’s cabin, and turned toward the door, and stopped short with a chocked gasp of amazement.
• A tall stood on the threshold, half blocking out the light, holding by the hand a small girl, shawled and hooded. ’ {i “Hi, Billy, boy," said the tall man mildly, “were ye no’ expectin’ veesitors?” , “My God! Sandy! Minna!” said the captain. His pipe dropped upon the floor and broke into fragements; .he staggered and clutched at the. back of a chair. >. The little girl ran to him, crying: “Gran’pa!” The captain caught her in his arms and hid his face in her fluffy curls. “I thought you wereh dead—l thought you were dead!" he said brokenly. Sandy put his arm around the old man’s shoulders. “Dead! Hoot, mon, wha would we be dead fpr?" he demanded, but his own voice was not quite steady. “Sit ye doon, and listen to the tale of our wanderin’s. We’ve had a gay time, eh, little lassie?” But the captain, holding his recov-
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ered treasure with one arm, laid his other hand on his friend's sleeve. Twice he tried to speak and his voice failed him; he looked from the child to the man, with tears streaming down his weather-beaten face. “O, you—you freckle-faced walrus, yoifve nigh been the death of me!” he said huskily, whereat Sandy beamed entire delight. “It's all my fault, Sandy, man, and it’s many a day I’ve longed to see you and tell you so. Sit you down and let me >3ll ’’ “Is the mon daffy?” said Sandy, but his face sobered, and all the light went but of it. He sat down; the captain went back to his own seat, leaning across the box that served as table, with the baby on his knee. “I’ve heard all that’s happened,” the captain said, choosing .his speech with some difficulty.' “But I want to hear it from yourself—all of it. I’ve got d’ve got reasons enough for wanting to know! ” “There’s not so much to tell,” said Sandy slowly, and the captain hung upon his every word. “I had barely landed when the waters rose; in fact, I wasna in Scotland at all. I landed at Liverpool, and, thinks I, ‘before I go up to Scotland, I’ll stop at Lancaster and see how Bill’s bit lassie is getting on.’ ” The captain held the little one tighter. . ' “Thank God you did,” he said in a low voice, “or it’s a broken-hearted man Bill Glenney would have been this night.” “And then everything happened,” said Sandy with a gesture of his great hands. “All at once yo could’na tell which end came first. But little enough that mattered, for it was the end o’ me. It was hell, Billy, just plain hell. Along the waterfronts everybody and everything was wiped off as clean as your hand. And to see the waves as big as mountains towerin’ over the church steeples, and to see the men and women folks rinnin’, wi’out carin’ whether they was stylish or “Your shipyards are gone?” said th. captain, breaking in on Sandy’s dissertation. “They’re gone,” said Sandy, \ and his voice changed. “And it’s all my fault that you’ve lost them,” said the captain. “My fault!” he repeated doggedly, catching Sandy’s stare of amazement. “The night you left I cursed you—do you remember that? You and your yards and docks, and all that belonged to you. And the curse was fulfilled—l say it was! D’you think I don’t know what I’m talking about? And I’ve been ha|inted by ten thousand devils ever siflfce. You’re ruined, and I’m responsible. Now, I want to know what yu’re going to do.”
A Weird Yarn of the Wide Waters That Went Wild
“I’ve coom over to bide awhile wit my son,” said Sandy. “I’m old, and I’m getting tired. He’ll give his old feyther a fresh start. Andrew will give me what he’s got, but it’ll need mair than that. My credit’s good, but I’m too old to be layin’ up for myself debts upon airth and trouble in
“I’ve got thirty thousand,” Captain Glenney announced. “Now, what are you lookin’ amazed at? I’m going to make It over to you, an’ you can do as you please with it. It ought to build one or two of that mile of docks.” “Man dear, you’re fey!” gasped Sandy, astounded. “Why for should I take your money?” “Because I say so,” said Captain Glenney, with a flash of his old temper. “You can’t help it." Sandy shook with suppressed laughter. “It’s like ye, Bill, to help a friend out of trouble,” he was beginning, when the captain put up a hand. “See here, Sandy, if ever you want to call me friend again, you’ll take that money. Man, it’s all I’ve lived for these last weeks—hoping that you would come back so that I could make it up to you. Sandy, for God’s sake take it! Can’t you see how I’jn feelin’ about it?” His voice shook; the tears gathered in his eyes. Sandy reached across the table and gripped his hand. . “Ye idiot! Ye blooming old idiot!” he said huskily. “No, I’ll not take your money, but I’ll take you into partnership. Yohr cash, and what I’ve got, and my experience—we may start small, but we’ll Be doing finely before the year’s over. “Very good!” said Captain Glenney, much relieved. “I’ll be as many partners as you like so long as you get the money. Well have two miles of docks before we’re through!” He set the baby on the table, and dived into his cupboard for the square black bottle and the two tin cups. “It was this that did all the business before," he said with a sort of tremulous eagerness which showed how keenly and genuinely he felt the relief of Sandy’s acquiescence. “Never a drop I’ve touched since the night you left, and after we've pledged the new concern, never a drop will I touch again. I want no more floods upon my conscience!” He set the bottle down with a thump. “Oh, I see you grinning, but just listen to reason. I said J hoped your
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docks would go to the devil, didn't I? They went, didn’t they? What more proof do you want? But it’s been a lesson to me, that’s what it’s been!” His hand that held the tin cups shook; his voice was tragically earnest. '
“I hope the good Lord will strike me deaf and dumb and blind if ever I swear again or let out another cussword. I’m damned if I won’t deserve it. Now, we’ll drink to Us!” Sandy suppressed a chuckle and raised his glass. THE END.
Obituary.
Emeline L t , (Clark) Switzer, daughter of- Joseph and Elizabeth Clark, was born in Columbiana county, Ohio, May 17, 1828. She Was united in marriage to John Switzer October 25, 1845, in Columbiana, Ohio. To this union was brn nine children-, of whom five have preceded her to the beyond, namely: Ruth, Anna, Byron, and Marcus, who died in early childhood. Daniel W. died in the Civil War, and Mary Alice, wife of Wm. Comer, died 27 years ago. The living are Celina, Bowman and Ezra, of this county, and Mrg. Ula Fisher, of Watseka, 111. There are eleven living grandchildren and three great-grandchildren. She also leaves one brother, Ezra Clark, of Rensselaer, and two sisters, Mrs. Mary Porter, of Coats, Kans., and Mrs. George Meadows, of Watseka, 111. She united with the Presbyterian church at Monticello, Ind., more than •fifty years ago. Forty-three years ago last March, she, with the family, moved to the farm where she died. She was 84 years, 2 months and 4 days of age when her death occurred, July 21, 1912. Her husband preceded .her six years ago last February. The funeral services'were at the Brushwood U. B. church, July 23, at 10 o’clock a. m. by the Rev. A. J. Brock.
The Gayety airdome advertisement in The Republican last night announcing complimentary admission to aJK children drew considerable attention and, as a result about 200 children were given free admission at the Gayety’s two shows. A big crowd of grown-ups also turned out to hear Swift & Swift’s fine musical stunt and the -house was packed. United States District Judge Cornelius H. Hanford, of Seattle, Wash., resigned Monday. His resignation was telegraphed to President Taft while the last witnesses were waiting to testify before the subcommittee of the house judiciary committee which has been hearing evidence relative to charges of misconduct filed against him. According to an estimate made at the custom house within the last few days, New Yorkes col lection of precious jewels is far greater than that of any other city in the world, according to reports. The gems are collectively valued at >250,000,000 and the works of art at >500,000,000. After a chase that covered several states and lasted several weeks Sam Isen, a Russian immigrant suffering from what is declared to be a pronounced attack of leprosy, was found at Buffalo Monday. He has been isolated. A city street car going down a steep hill at Richmond, this state, Monday night collided with an interurban car, and ten or aVozen persons were injured. One of them, I- W. Woodward, of Dunkirk, Ind., was fatally hurt. Dispatches from Washington, D. C., state that although it arrested absent members, the house was forced to adjourn Monday because of inability to keep a quorum. The heat blocked business also in the senate. Let your wants be known through our classified column.
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FACTS AND FICTION.
Experiences of Rensselaer Citizens Are Easily Proven to be Facts. The most superficial investigation will prove that the following statement from a resident of Rensselaer is true. Read it and compare evidence from Rensselaer people with testimony of strangers living so far away you cannot investigate the facts ; of the case. Many more citizens of Rensselaer endorse Doan’s Kidney Pills. ’ v —Nelson Randle, N. Main St, Rensselaer, Ind., says: “I have used Doan’s Kidney Pills at different times when suffering from a lame and aching back and other symptoms of disordered kidneys. I was led to procure this remedy at Fendig’s Drug Store, by reading about its good work in similar'cases. Relief soon followed its use and the backache and kidney difficulties were finally disposed of. Whenever I have taken Doan’s Kidney Pills since they have lived up to representations. I do not know of a case where this remedy has failed to prove of-benefit.” For sale by all dealers. Price Q 0 cents. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, New York, sole agents for the United States. Remember the name—Doan’s —and take no other.
The terrific lightning storm that preceded the heavy downpour of rain yesterday afternoon did very little damage as far as we were able to learn. Lightning struck the cross on St. Augustine’s Catholic church and ran down the aide of the building, breaking some of the stones loose on the east side. It followed the gutter of the roof, went down the water pipe and then to the sewer under-ground, breaking the pipe. The building was not damaged to exceed >IOO. It was insured in the E. P. Honan and G. H. McLain agencies. Otto Braun came down from Lowell yesterday and put the band boys through a strenuous practice last night, preparatory to the regular Thursday evening open air concert. The boys have been giving some excellent concerts this summer and that their work is highly appreciated is evidenced by the large crowds of town and country people that turn out every Thursday night.
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