Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 1, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 January 1913 — Page 4

CUSS[riEDCOLUMH ? aa»— roa Throe lino orlew, per week at ata M peats. AddiUonal b*m pro rata. ' FOR SALE. 1 L FOB SALE—Good 8-room house, 3% lots, northeast part of town. J. P. Simons. FOB SALE—Don’t blame your hens if they are not laying now. They are not bred that way. Improve your flock with one of Budd’s Buff Orpington cockerels, $1.50 up. Eggs for hatching in season. R. L. Budd, Oakleigh Farm, R. R. No. 2, Rensselaer, Indiana. - FOR SALE—Two more loads of niee bright straw, $5 a load on the place. Arthur Mayhew, B. D. No. 3, Rensselaer; Mt. Ayr Phone 29-H. FOR SALE—One sandy male hog; Harry Swartzell, Phone No. 142-1. FOR SALE—Barred Rock cockertie, from premium stock. M. L Adams, Phone 533-L FOR SALE—Two good young work mares. Phone 504-1 for particulars. E. Roy Williams. FOB SALE—22S acres of corn stalks and 95 acres of bluegrass pasture with running water. E. E. Burkhart, Wheatfield, Ind. 1 1 • ■ 1 "■ •— 1 FOR SALE—Choice of two thoroughbred Duroc Jersey male hogs; eligible to registry; don’t need both and will sell or trade one for other hogs. George McElfresh, Phone 457-F. . • FOR SALE—Five-room house and two lots, less than two, blocks from court house. Leslie dark, at Republican office.

FARM LOANS. FARM LOANS—I make farm loans at lowest rates of interest. See me about ten year loan without commission. John A. Dunlap. W. H. DEXTER. W. H. Dexter will pay 35 cents for butterfat this week. WANTED. WANTED—Married man wants a place on farm. Address P. O. Box 138. WANTED—House girl. Inquire at Jarrette’s Variety Store. Waated—s4.so to *7.50—8 hours work, electricity, plumbing, brlcklaytßC. or moving picture operating, learned in short time by practical work. Positions secured. Toole and material free. Write for illustrated catalogue, Coyne Trade Schools, Chicago, PL (8080) ‘ FOB RENT. FOR RENT—4O acres thoroughly tiled onion land; 12 acres plowed. Rent oh shares. Man with experience preferred. House furnished. F. A. Turfler. LOST. LOST—A man’s black lace shoe; - taken from armory at Christmas dance. Finder please leave at Republican office. LOST—GoId “Odd Fellows” watch fob, between Donnelly’s corner and Rensselaer. Reward. Will H. Platt, Phone 366. LOST—Gray and white striped kitten, half-grown. Return to Annetta Hansson. FARR CREAMERY. Wilson & Gilmore at Parr will pay 35 cents for butterfat this week. UPHOLSTERING. Upholstering and furniture repairing. I will make your old furniture as good as new. Phone 477.

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CALEB CONOVER, RAILROADER

BY ALBERT PAYSON TERHUNE

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CHAPTER V. In Two Camps. nN the headquarters of the Civic League sat Clive . Standish. With him were the committee chosen to conduct his. campaign. Karl Ansel, a lean, hard-headed New England giant, their chairman, and incidentally, campaign manager, was going laboriously over a list of counties, towns and villages, corroborating certain notes he made from time to time, by referring to a big colored map of the Mountain State. “I’ve checked off the places that are directly under the thumb of the C. G. & X.,*’ Ansel was explaining as the rest of the group leaned over to watch the course of his pencil along the map. “I’m afraid they are as hopelessly in Conover’s grip as Granite itself. It’s in the rural districts, and in the towns that aren’t dependent on the main line, that we muiAt find our strength. It’s an uphill fight at best, with—’’ "With a millibn-and-a-half people who are paying enormous taxes for which they receive scant value, who have thrust on them a legislature and other officials they are forced to elect at the Boss’s order!” finished Standish. “Surely, It’s an uphill fight that’s well worth while, if we can wake men to a sense of their own slavery, and the frauds they are forced to connive at And that’s what we’re going to do.” The more experienced, if less enthusiastic, Ansel scratched his chin doubtfully. “The people, as a mass, are slow to wake,” he observed. “Oftener they Just open one eye and growl at being bothered, and then roll over and go happily to sleep again while the Boss goes through their pockets. Don’t start this campaign too optimistically, Mr. Standish. And don’t get the idea the people are begging to be waked. If you wake them you’ve got to do It against their will. Not with any help of theirs. Maybe you can. Maybe you can’t As you say, it’s perhaps worth a try. Even If—” “But they’ve been waked before,” insisted Standish. “And when they do awaken, there are no half-meas-ures about It Look how Jerome, on an Independent fight won out against the Machine In 1905. Why should the Mountain State—’’ : ' ■

“The people are sleepy by nature,” laughed Ansel. “They wake up with a roar, chase the Boss out of their house, smash the Machine and then go back to bed again with the Idea they're heroes. As soon as their eyes are shut, back strolls the Boss, mends his machine and reopens business at the old stand. And that's what you have to look forward to. But we’ie been all over this sort of thing before. I’ll have your ‘speech-route’ made out In an hour, and start a man over It this afternoon to arrange about the halls and the ‘papering* and the press work. Speaking of press work, I had your candidature telegraphed to New York to the Associated Press early this morning. There’ll be a perfect cloud of reporters up here before night We must arrange to see them before the Conover crowd can get hold of them. Sympathy from out-of-State papers won’t do us any harm. The country at large has a pretty fair Idea of the way Conover runs the Mountain State. And the country likes to watch a good fight against long odds. There’s lots of sympathy for the under dog —as long as the sympathizer has no money on the upper one."

"How about the sketch of the situation that you were having Craig write out, telling about the stolen franchises, the arbitrary tax-rate, the machine-made candidates, the railroad rale and all that? It ought to prove a good campaign document if he hanilea the subject well.” "Oh, he’s handled it all right I’ve -ead the rough draft Takes Conover from the very start Tells of his boyhood in the yards of the C. G. A X., and how he bullied and schemed until he rot into the management’s offices, the string of saloons he ran along the route and the drink-checks he made the men on bls section cash in for liquor at his saloons, and all that

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■ ■- ; . ... J Then his career as Aldermap, when; he foufrd out beforehand wnere the new reservbir lands and City rfall were to be, and his b- '.’ing them up, on mortgage, and clearing als first big pile. And that deal he worked in ‘bearing’ the C. G. & X. siock to sl.lO, and scaring everyone out and scooping the pot; that’s brought in -too. And he’s got the story of Conover’s gradually working the railroad against the State r r, 'i the State against the road, till he ..ad a throat grip on both, and—” “Wait a moment!" interrupted Standish. "Is all the sketch made up of that sort of thing?” “Most of it Good, red-hot—" “It must be done all over, theii.. We are not digging up Conover’s personal past, but his influence on the State and on the Democratic Party. I’m not swinging the muckrake or Hinging dirt at my opponent. That sort of vituperation-—”

“But it’s hot stuff, I tell you. that sort of literature! It helps a dot. You can’t hope to win if you wear kid gloves in a game like this.” "What’s the use arguing?" said Standish pleasantly. “If the League was rash enough to choose, me to represent it, then the League must put up with my peculiarities. And 1 don’t Intend to rise to the Capitol on any mud piles. If you can show m~e how Conover’s early frauds and his genera] crookedness affect the issues of the campaign, then I’ll give you leave to publish his whole biography. But till then let’s run clean, shan’t we?”

“But it’s hot stuff, I tell you, that sort of literature!"

‘“Clean!”’ echoed Ansel aghast “I’ve been in this business a matter of twenty-five years, and I never yet heard of a victory won by drawingroom methods. But have your own way. I suppose you know, though, that they’ll rake up every lie and slur against you they can get their hands on?”

“I suppose so. But that won’t affect the general issue either. You don’t seem to realize, Ansel, that this isn’t the ordinary routine campaign. It’s an effort to throw off Boss rule and to free a State. Politics and person- - allties don’t enter into it at all. I’d as soon have run on the Republican as the Democratic ticket if it weren't that the Republican Party in this State is virtually dead. The Deme cratic nominee for governor in the Mountain State is practically the gov-ernor-elect. That is why I-?” “Excuse me, Mr. Standish,” said a clerk, entering from the outer office, “Mr. Conover would like a word w’th you.” The committee stared at one another, unbelieving. “H’m!” remarked Ansel, breaking the silence of surprise, “I guess the campaign’s on In earnest, all’ right Shall you see him?” “Yes. Show him in, please, Gardner."

“He says, sir, he wants to speak with you alone,” added the clerk. “Tell him the League’s committee are in session, and that he must say whatever he has to say in their presence.”

The clerk retired and reappeared a few moments later, ushering in— Gerald Conover.

A grunt of disappointment from Ansel was the first sound that greeted the long youth as he paused irresolute just inside the • committee-room door.

“Good-morning, Gerald,” said Standish, rising to greet the unexpected visitor; “we thought it was your father who —” “No. And he didn't send me here, either,” blurted out Gerald. His pasty face waa still twitching, and his usually immaculate collar awry from the recent paternal Interview. “I came here on my own account,” be went on, with the peevish wrath of a child. "I came here to tell you I swing over a hundred votes. Maybe a hundred more. My father says so himself. And I’ve come to join your League.” ’

A gasp of amazement ran around the table. Then, with a crow of delight, Ansel sprang up. 1 "Great!” he shouted. “His son! It’s good for more votes than you know, Standish! Why, man, it’s a bonanza! When even a man’s own son can’t—’" Standish cut him short.

"Are you drunk, Gerald?" he asked. "No, I’m not!” vociferated the lad. "I'm dead cold sober, and I’m doing this with my eyes open.. I want to Join your Dengue, and I’ll work like a dog for your election." "But why? You and I have never been especially good friends. You’ve never shown any interest in politic* or ref—”

“Well, I will now, you bet! i’ll make the old man wish he’4 packed me off to New York by the first train. He’ll sweat for the way he treated me before he’s done. I suppose I’ve* got to work secretly for you, so he won’t suspect But Til do none the less work for that; and I can keep you posted on the other side’s moves, too. If I’m to be tied to this damned sne-horse town by Father’s orders till liter election, I’ll make him softy he ever—” * “Good for you!” cried Ansel. •You’ve got the spirit of a man, after iH. Eero’s a bunch of our membership blanks. Fill this one out, and give the rest to your club friends. We —why, Standish!” he broke off, furlpus and dumfounded; for Clive had talinly stepped between the two, taken the membership blank from Gerald’s shaky hand and torn It across. ”We don’t care for members of your lort, Gerald,” he said, with a cold contempt that was worse than a kick. “This League was formed to help our City and State, not to gratify private grudges; for white men, not for curs who want to betray their own flesh and blood. Get out of here!”

“Standish!” protested the horrified kneel, “you’re crazy! You’re throwing away our best chance. You are —” “If this apology for a human being Is our ‘best chance,’ I'll throw him out bodily, unless he goes at once,” retorted Clive, advancing on the cowering and utterly astonished boy.

"Why!” sputtered -Gerald, as he sacked doorward, before the menacing ipproach of the Leaguer, “I thought you’d want me—l Oh, I’ll go, then. If you’ve no more sense than that! 9ut I’ll find a way of downing the old nan in of "you! Maybe you’ll »e glad enough to get my help when the time comes! I —” His heels hit against the threshold & his retrograde march. Still dellaiming, he stepped over the sill into the outer office, and Clive Standish Hammed the door upon him, breaking off his threats In the middle of ‘heir fretful outpouring. “There,” said Clive, returning to the gaping, frowning committeemen, off our hands. Now let’s get town to business.”

“Mr. Standish,” remarked Ansel, tfter a moment’s battle with words he . found hard to check, “you’re the most Quixotic, Impractical idealist that ever jot hold of the foolish idea he had 1 ghost of a chance for success In politics. And,” he added after a pause, “I’m blest If I don't think I’d father lose with a leader like you than win with any other man In the Mountain State.”

Meanwhile, at the head of the great study table In his Pompton Avenue "Mausoleum” sat Caleb Conover, Railroader. And about him, on either side »f the board, like feudal retainers of »ld, were grouped the pick of his lieutenants and henchmen. A rare coterie they were, these Knights of Graft Separated by ten thousand rarying intersts, social strata and aspirations, they were as one on the naln issue—their blind adherence to the Boss and to the lightest of his •rders.

This Impelling force was difficult »f defining. Love,* fear, trust, desire lor spoils? Perhaps a little of all lour; perhaps much; perhaps an, Indefinable something apart from these. Yet, whatever the reason of Caleb Conover’s dominance, none could for I moment doubt Its presence. So sver-present was It that It had long lines choked down all opposition from within his own ranks. At the Boss's right In to-day’s conslave sat Billy Shevlin, most trusted Mid adoring of-all his' followers. At iis left was Guy Bourke, Aiderman ind the Boss’s jackal. Next to Billy was Bonham, Mayor of Granite, and next Giacomo Baltazzl, who held the whole Italian section force of the C. RAX and the Sicilian Quarter of Granite In the hollow of his -unwashed hand. Beyond was Nicholas Dalne, proprietor of the Star, and to Ms right Beiser, the Democratic State Chairman. Between a second newspaper editor and the President of the Board of Aidermen lodnged Kerrigan, the Ghetto saloon-keeper. A sprlnUtag of railroad men, heelers and district leaders made up the remainder. Conover was speaking: “And that’s the layout,” said he. “And that’s why I*m hot content for this to bo just a plain ‘win.* Two roars ago I thought Shearn would bo tor best man for governor. So I gave the word, and Shearn got In with a locent majority. But it’s got to be a landslide this time, and not a trick's to be overlooked in the whole hand. Nick, you know the line of editorial, policy to start In to-morrow’s Star. And bo on the lookout for the first break In any of the League’s speeches. It’s easier to think of a fool thing than got to say It, and those Reform jays are always putting their feet in their mouths when-they try to preach politics. And, knowing nothing-about the game, they’re sure to talk a heap. They never seem to realize that the man who really practices politics hasn’t time to preach It” *1 understand,** answered Caine. "Print as usual, a ‘spread’ on the windy, blundering speeches, and for8* to report the others. Same as when—” *

“Sure. And pass the 'press-gag’ slgß up-State, too. Standish is certain to make a tour. Beiser,” turning to the portly State Chairman, “I want the county caucuses two weeks from Saturday. I’ve an idea we can work the same old ‘snap’ move in more’* half of them. Pass it on to the county chairman to treble last year’s floaters and. to work the ’back door*’ the way we did in Bowden County la V 7. They understand their busineaa pretty well, most of ’em. And Hl

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have Shevlin and Bourke jack up those that don’t, "nd learn ’em. their little lines. Two weeks from Saturday, then.. That’s understood? It’ll give us all the time we need, if we nustle. Never mind the 1 other State ar city candidates or Congressmen. Those jobs’ll take care of themselves. If the wrong men get into the Assembly or Congress, they’ll get licked into thape quick enough. We’re all right there. I want the whole shove to be made on the Governorship this year. Pass it on! Baltazzi, I hear those lagoes of yours are grouching again. What’s —”

"Beiser, I want the" county caucauses two weeks from Saturday.”

“They say they don't get nothin*. They say all the good jobs goes to the Irish or Dutch or even Americans, ind—” "Promise ’em something, then.” “I have. But—” “Then promise ’em something more. Don’t be stingy. If that don’t satisfy 'em, give* me the tip, and I’ll have a ten per cent, drop ordered on the foreign section gangs’ pay, and make Chief Geoghegan pass the word to his ;ops to make things bad for the pushcart men and organ grinders, and close up the dago saloons an hbur early. That’ll bring ’em in a-runnlng. How ’bout litterchnor, Abbott?” “I’ll start the staff to work on songs to-night,” said a long-haired little man, “and get out a bunch of Friend of the Plain People-* tracts and —’’

“Won’t do! ‘Man-of-Experience-and-Benefactor-of-the-Btate or Ignor-ant-Meddling-Boy-Reformer. Which-Wlll-You-Vote-For?’ That’s the racket this time. Guy the whole League crowd. ‘Silk Stockings vs. Laboring Man.’ That’s the Idea. Get the cartoonists at work on pictures like Standish making the police sprinkle the streets with Florida water while thugs break into houses, .and that sort of thing. ‘What-We-May-Expect-Irom-Civic-League-Rule.’ Understand? Bay, Caine,, detail one or of your men, of course, to look up Standish’s past performances In private life, too. Anything about booze or the cards or iny sort of scrape will work up- fine lust now. The gag’s old, but about a reformer it always makes a hit. Even a bit of a stretch goes. I’ll stand a libel suit or two if It comes to a showdown.” “How about the out-of-town papers?” queried Caine. “Our regular chain are all right But the rest —” “The C. G. A X. owns the Mountain State, don't it? And it controls ninety per cent of the mileage of the other roads that run through the State. And wherever there’s towns Dig enough for a paper there’s a railroad somewhere neat. And wherever there’s an editor he wants his passes, don’t he? And a rebate on big freight? Well—don’t you lose sleep ever the ‘press-tag.*** “How about floaters?” asked Bourke. ‘‘Same rule and same price?" “Yes. Subject to change If we’re pressed. Aidermen all right, I a’pose?" “Haven't had a chance to sound ’em since you declared yourself,” said the president of that body, “but all exeept Fowler and Brayle ere your own crowd and-—" “Ten Fowler the 0. G. A X. wffi give Ms firm a tip on the price for the next 'sealed-bld* contract for railroad ties. Give Brayle a Mnt about that Indictment against his brother. It was pigeonholed, but if I tried real hard, I might Induce the District Attorney to look for it I tell you," went on Conover, raising Ms voice Cor the first time, and glaring about the tabla, "every mother's son, from engine-oiler to Congressman, has got 19 dm |p t|e jeb Jfi

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22 acres, improved, near good town,_sl,loo. ~ 21 acres, four blocks from court house, $4,200. 90 acres, six-room house, barn, on dredge ditch, $45; . terms, $1,500 down. 160 acres, good improvements, well tilled and a bargain at S9O. $1,500 down. Only four miles out 97 acres, near station, on dredge ditch, black land, good buildings, only $55. SI,OOO down. 99 acres, all cultivated, good land, flvoroom house, barn, orchard, near station and school. Only $55. Terms, •$1,500 down. . - 75 acres, all black land, all cultivated, pike road, near school and station, seven-room house, outbuildings, windmill, tanks and fruit s7s*. Terms, S6OO down. Take live stock. 225 acres, Washington county, improved, price $35. Will trade clear for land or property here and pay difference or assume. 160 acres, Barkley township, good improvements, well located, at a bargain. Terms $1,500 down. 120 acres, seven miles out Good house, fair barn, all tillable land. Only $65. Terms easy. 160 acres, six-room house, good barn, near school and station. 145 acres black land in cultivation. Only $45. Terms, SI,OOO down. 550 acres, good buildings, dredge ditch, near school and station, 500 acres black prairie land. Only S4O. 320 acres, 300 acres black prairie land, no buildings, at the low price of $37.50. 83 acres, good poll, near three stations on main road. A great bargain, at S3O. Terms, S6OO down. Will trade for live stock. Onion land, as good as the best from 20 to 160 acres, at $35 to $45. 120 acres, three miles out Large house and bam, $l2O. 160 acres, in Polk county, Ark. Will trade clean and pay difference. An eight-room, two-flat building on improved street in Ind. Will trade for farm or property here. / GEORGE F. MEYERS. ne never dia berore. Ana rve got the means of finding out who hustles and who shirks. And I’ve got the means of paying both kinds. And I guess there Isn’t anyofte that doubts I can do it. Pass that on too. Caleb Conover for Governor, and to hell with reform!” (To Ba Continued.)

Harry Arnold has apparently passed the crisis of his sickness and is slightly improved today. He had an attack of grip and a slight touch of pneumonia and for some time was a quite sick boy. His father, Eli Arnold, has also been complaining for several days but is now better. Mrs. Arnold has also been confined in bed with a new baby and the Arnold home has resembled a hospital for the past two or three weeks. "aO' 1 ' " 1 * Miss Madallne Abbott, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. F. M. Abbott, pleasantly entertained fourteen boys and girls at a “watch” party last evening.