Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 246, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 15 October 1913 — Page 4

CLASSIFIED COLIIN > Three lines or less, per week of six Uauee of The Evening Republican and two of The Semi-Weekly Republican, U cents. Additional .apace pro rata. FOR SALE. FOR SALE—A Jersey bull calf, week old. J. F. Hardman. FOR SALE—A full blooded Jersey bull. Dr. H. L. Brown, Phone 144 FOR SALE—If you expect to buy potatoes before next summer you had better buy now while they are cheap. I have nice Rural New Yorkers for sale at my farm, 2y 2 miles west of Newland and V* mile south of Harry Gifford’s. George S. Akers, Phone 523-1. FOR SALE—One bay team and wide tired farm wagon; can be seen at Monnett farm, southwest of town. FOR SALE—A brand new rubber tired buggy, at a bargain; also a baseburner in No. 1 order. A. S. Laßue. ' FOR SALE —One good, general purpose lady broke mare; also one coming 4-year-old gelding, unbroke. Chas. Jacks, at Free Wood’s shop. , FOR SALE—Boxes and barrels at Jarrette’s Variety Store FOR SALE —A medium size Blue Bell cream separator; used only 5 weeks; bargain. J. D. Miller, 1 mile north of Lee. FOR SALE—7-room house, plenty of fruit, small barn, city water and lights, good location.—M. E. Griffin. Phone 445. FOR SALE—Pure comb honey in 12 and *24 section cases at $1.30 and $3.60 per case. Single sections 15 cents each.—Leslie Clark,W. Republican office. ’

FOUND. FOUND—The surest method of making a sale; advertise in The Republican classified column. LOSS. LOST—Ladies’ gold watch, Hampton movement, name engraved in back. Return to Miiss Glennie Davisson or to Republican office Phone 499. FOR RENT. FOR , RENT—Furnished house. Call on Emmet L. Hollingsworth, over First National Bank, Rensselaer, Ind. FOR RENT—My farm of 230 acres, 6 miles east of Rensselaer. J. P. Overton, Lee, Ind. > « MISCELLANEOUS. PAINTING «nd VARNISHING— Having purchased the business of Clarence Hamilton I am prepared to do all kinds of work in this line. See me or call me by Phone No. *72. Edward Booth. PIANO TUNING —Bee Otto Braun, Vho will guarantee satisfaction In all of his work. When in need of painting or paper hanging see the Old Reliable, W. S. Richards, phone 331. 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 29y 8 c for Butterfat this week. REPUBLICAN CITY TICKET.

For Mayor, CHARLES G. SPITLER. For Treasurer, CHARLES M. SANDS. For Clerk, CHARLES MORLAN. For Councilmen-at-Large, REX WARNER FRANK G. KRESLER. For Councilman First Ward, H. RAY WOOD. For Councilman Second Ward, FRANK W. TOBIAS. For Councilman Third Ward, H. FRANK KING. Walter Banta, an aged resident of Pierceton, was struck by a train on the Pennsylvania railroad and almost Instantly killed Friday afternoon. Mr. Banta was picking up coal along the track and did not notice the freight train which was coming. Banta was about 70 years of age and leaves a widow. His father was Pierceton’s first posttnaater. Representative Kinkead, of New Jersey, Saturday asked the house for an appropriation for the immediate construction of three battleships of the dread nough class. One would be built at New York navy yard. President Wilson tomorrow will discuss the naval policy with the entire cabinet. CASTOR IA Jtor Iniknta and Children. Til KM Yn Hin JUnp Bmgkt

See Wm. Babcock, Jr., for all kinds of electrical work. Bradley Ross went to Chicago today to remain for several days. ' E. S. Rhoades, the grocer, lost his delivery horse by death Monday.. The animal was valued at $l5O. Mrs. J. J. Robinson, of Lafayette, came this morning .to visit i ! 'her daughter, Mrs. J. Harve Robinson.' Friday and Saturday, Oct. 17th and 18th, is the time to leave your measure for that fall suit at The G. E. Murray Co. store. Mrs. Harve J. Robinson and son returned yesterday evening from a few days’ visit with relatives in Hammond — I-..-“Billy” Lyons, of Remington, is. again an inmate of the county jail. It is Billy’s old trouble, aside from which he is a first-class man. Dr. J. W. Horton now has associated with him Dr. Stephens, a graduate of Milwaukee Dental College, who came last evening. Mr. and Mrs. G. L. Thornton, of Surrey, left today for a month’s visit with relatives at Newton and Lorense, Iowa; Arkansas City, Coats, Greenburg and Hutchinson, Kans. Fred Popp was in town today, having in his company John G. Bredtzmann, of Chicago, an old friend, who had been visiting him at his home near Francesville. Mrs. Bert Brenner and Mrs. Monger, of Valparaiso, came to Rensselaer yesterday in the latter’s auto and will spend several days visiting the former’s many friends. Go *lO VanArsdel’s for your wool and cotton Blankets, Underwear, Shoes and Hosiery. Always reductions on broken sizes. Try us before you buy.

Billy Frye closed the deal Tuesday for the auto bus, buying an International 10-passenger car which will arrive here the latter part of next week. He traded in one of his teams and an old bus. On Friday and Saturday, Oct. 17 and 18, a representative of Strauss & Co., will be at The G. E. Murray Co. store with a full line of samples to take measures for men’s made-to-order^suits. The honeymoon of Mr. and Mrs. R. R. Mac Gregory, of Warsaw, was interrupted by the death of the bride’s father, Crawford Griswold, who expired unexpectedly at his Ft Wayne home. The Pennsylvania railroad company appointed thirty-five committees of employes whose duty it is to study the smaller matters which might involve accidents. “Safety first” committees, they are called. Fifteen-year-old Bobbie Crawford, a messenger, who rode in front of President Wilson’s automobile a few days ago, was a happy lad yesterday. When he left the hospital, fully recovered, he received a new bicycle, the gift of the president, and a personal letter. An industrial school, modeled upon the negro educational institutions at Hampton, Va., and Tuskegee, Ala., is to be established in Liberia with part of the sum of S6SJXX) just turned over to the Liberian government as a gift of the American Colonization society. (Schoolbooks 4,200 years old, including grammars, histories and a little clay “slate,” on which a Babylonian schoolboy evidently had copied his lesson, are among documents recently deciphered in the University of Pennsylvania collection of clay tablets from the ruins of Nippur. They are being read and classified by Prof. Langdom, of Jesus college, Oxford.

The new street or place opened up from the west end of the depot to Vine street is being macadamized and put into the very best condition for travel. Cement walks were constructed on each side of the place. A new name has not been chosen. Many favor The Republican’s suggestion, “Beam Place.” Marsha] Shesler, who lias been right on the job ever since the street was started, favors the name Monon place, since it was constructed solely as a lead to and from the station. Have you seen our beautiful new woolens in new weaves and new shades? They are beauties. Don’t fail to see them and get our pricos. They talk for themselves. E. VANARSDEL & CO. Brother Babcock seems to have passed through a part of the last week without dropping his bread and butter, butter side down, at least his wails are comparatively mild in recent issues. He is trying hard to make it appear that newspaper editors should have all the postofflce plums, uncontested, because of their party loyalty, while county chairmen and the workers in the trenches are such small and unimportant “fries” that they are not worthy of consideration. But his wails seem to have tapered off quite a little and indications arc that he has about cried himself out; Is just giving up from sheer depletion of tears. A 3-line classified ad in The R* publican costs only 25 cents for a week’s insertion in the Dally and Semi-Weekly. Try an ad and you will be surprised at the results.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

The arrest of three girls and eight boys, ranging in age from 14 to 18 years, at South Bend Monday, revealed a remarkable gang of youthful thieves operating in that city. Two of 4;he boys, who confessed, ‘said thA girls showed remarkable nerve and not once became frightened before the “job” was completed..

James H. McKenny, for thirty-., three years clerk of the supreme court of the United States, died Monday night at his Maryland home, in the outskirts of Washington, of a complication of diseases from which he had long been a sufferer. His death £nded a service of fifty-five years in the supreme court, beginning as deputy clerk.

The Pullman company is experimenting with a new construction for the end of sleeping cars, that will strengthen them enough to withstand a collision without buckling up. It is designed of “U” shaped steel and is though by experts to solve the safety' problem insofar as the sturdiness of the end construction is concerned.

Mrs. Agnes Haven or, baseball magnate, owner of the Milwaukee American association baseball club, Saturday was married in New York city to A. F. Timme, recently elected president of the Milwaukee clubMr. and Mrs. Timme immediately after the ceremony sailed for Paris, France, on an extended European trip.

Stanley Waterloo, author, and for thirty years one of the best known newspaper men in Chicago, died at 7 o’clock Saturday night at the Chicago Union hospital. Mr. Waterloo was stricken with pneumonia last Wednesday afternoon at the Press Club of Chicago. He was taken to the hospital and continued to sink until the end came Saturday night.

Although credited by Staff Correspondent Blodgett will being an original Wilson democrat, Brother Babcock lias not yet come forth with a line to show that he ever said a favorable thing of the New Jersey governor prior to his nomination at Baltimore, and then he characterized the action of Bryan in hitter terms of denunciation. In fact, the support given the Wilson campaign by The Democrat was so weak that a prominent democrat in Rensselaer addressed a communication to The Republican saying that Babcock had given very scant praise to Mr. Wilson at any time. With this record behind 'him, it is difficult to see where Babcock had any postoffice claim whatever, ‘and Congressman Peterson evidently looked upon it in just that way when he selected Mr. Littlefield for the postoffice, and so did the large number of democrats hereabouts who gave Mr. Littlefield’s application such hearty indorsement.

Democratic editors of the tenth congressional district held another meeting last Suhday, this one at Fowler, as guests of Editor Robey, of The Benton Review. Brother Babcock states that the object of the meeting was to “further discuss the forming of an advertising and newspaper collection association,” presumably to advertise the editors and collect the postoffices. There is indication that Brother Babcock’s recent disappointment for postoffice preferment is'to be made the basis for a vigorous onslaught by the democratic editors of the district on all congressmen and party leaders who have given aid to any aspirant who was not an editor. The Monticello Democrat publishes an editorial saying that “county chairmen and district chairmen have come upon the stage of local polotics, done their little turn and passed out of mind,” and Brother Babcock copies the editorial. ' Evidently these democratic editors are deluding themselves with the idea that they are the “whole” party, and they are probably trying to figure out a congressional candidate to oppose Mr. Peterson, who will not skip a single editor when it comes to passing out the p. o’s. A Classified Atlv. will find- It

IF WOMEN ONLY KNEW

What a Heap of Happiness It Would Bring to Rensselaer Homes. Hard to do housework with an aching back. Brings you hours of misery at leisure or at work. If women only knew tho cause—that Backache pains often come from weak kidneys, ’Twould save much needless woe. Doan’s Kidney Pills are for weak kidneys, Many residents of this vicinity endorse them. Mrs. George Howell, N. Main St., Monticello, Ind., says: “I suffered off and on for two or three years from attacks of kidney and bladder complaint Sharp twinges often darted through my sides and were followed by a dull, nagging ache in tho small of my back. The kidney secretions wero unnatural and I had headaches. Finally, I used Doan’s Kidney Pills and they quickly relieved me, toning up my entire system. I have since enjoyed good health.” For sale by all dealers. Prico 50 cents. Foster-MHbum Co., Buffalo, New York, sole, agents for the United States. Remember the name—BoanVand take no other.

THE SHINING OF THE LIGHT

If you are familiar with the message the pen of Gordon Strong has given to the world, you have doubtless often wondered what sort of heart and brain created those words that- throb with power, insight and individuality. To the few who have known the man himself, however, his books are a revelation of his soul, an expression of his life. I saw him on a warm, soft, October day, with the sun beating down through tbe elm boughs. He was crossing the campus swiftly, swinging along freely with the aid of his crutch, laughing heartily at a crowd of sophomores who swarmed about him. When I came to know him, this seemed to me a fitting environment, for the man. He lived always in the His bdoks went out into the world to touch the hearts of thousands of men and worn erf, sending them forth into the battle of life with new courage and higher aspirations. When a lad of 12, he was threatened with a serious nervous trouble, and by advice of his physician, was sent for a few months to live with an old sea captain and his wife, who tended the light at Danger Ledge. Uncle Billy had followed the sea all his life until the infirmities of age compelled him to give up the work he loved. Then, with aunt Martha, he went to live at tbe lighthouse, giving, it the devotion he had formerly bestowed upon his ship. Aunt Martha made the little home comfortable, toiled diligently among her flowers, and mothered the lonely boy. Uncle Billy, although kind in an off-hand way, had little thought for anything but the light. Gordon would stay with him in the lantern for hours at a time, watching him oil the great wheels, and was occasionally allowed, after much pleading, to polish a small portion of tlie glass through which the great light shone out over the sea.

In October, Gordon’s father was expected daily, and the lad waited eagerly for his coming, although his heart sank at thought of leaving the light that now stood in his boyish fiuind for something great and really worth while. One day, toward the end of October, the black clouds began to pile up and the wind whistled among the rocks. Uncle Billy’s face grew a shade sterner and he attended even more carefully than usual to the machinery in the tower. Gordon watched him in silence, looking out with childish dread and wonder at the gathering storm, and the great waves being lashed Into a slow, dangerous fury. After he was snugly In bed he could hear the waters break against the jagged rocks, and through his tiny window could the steady white gleam on the far waters, and knew the light was shining. Towards morning he crept into hi|i clothes and stole softly up the winding stairs to where Uncle Billy still -kept the light “Supposing there should be a ship out there, Uncle Billy,” he said in an awe-struck whisper, as the meaning of the storm flashed upon his little brain. Uncle Billy oiled a bit of machinery, and said gruffly: “That’s none of my business. My work is here.” Gordon nodded comprehendingly arid sat, .down in a corner. Still the storm roared on. He crept to the window, and strained his eyes into the blackness. Over in the east a faint light was creeping above the horizon. Gordon watched it grow into a gray haze that spread slowly over the eastern sky. A faint glow at last gave promise of the sun behind the bank of cloud.

Then Uncle Billy put out the light and stumbled wearily down the stairs, the lad following close at his heels. In silence they went on to the rocks and gazed out over the tossing waves. They could see the harbor now, a few miles away, and steaming into its safe haven was a giant steamer. “The New York boat!” shouted Gordon. Then, suddenly sobered, he turned to Uncle Billy. “What if the light had gone out? The ship would have gone down, and maybe my father is on her.” "Maybe,” assented Uncle Billy, tersely. Gordon’s father was on the boat that had made the harbor, thanks to Uncle Billy’s light, and into the old captain’s eyes came a momentary gleam of pride and satisfaction as he grasped Mr. Strong’s hand. But when he told of the panic on board during the terrible storm, and spoke of the debt they owed to the keeper of the light, Uncle Billy’s face grew stern and he repeated grimly: “That was none of my business. My work was here.” When, a few years later, Gordon Strong's body was crippled by a cruel accident, his spirit remained undaunted and serene. The crowds of men and women surged past him, the place be might have filled In the great *orld another held, but he lived his life well, true always to his* best, so that every life that touched his went forth to touch other lives and lift them to a higher plane than they had known before. And so, whenever thoughts of what he might have donb came to trouble him, he said in heart, and the words were a prayer: ‘ "That is none of my busineßH. My work 1b bqce.”— MRS. 4 w j

OUR BOYS and GIRLS

A Remembered Lesson. > - Nat Brown was not really a wicked boy. He was 1 thoughtless and naughty, often doing things which he would not have done had he taken time to think them over. For Instance, he would stone stray cats that chanced to come in his path. Nor did he do this to be cruel, but for the excitement of seeing the poor animals run. Also he would throw stones at birds in the trees merely to prove his marksmanship to some boy friend. But one day Nat h‘ad an experience which he will never forget, and which doubtless caused him to realize the enormity of his naughtines in more ways than one. He had gone out fishing one afternoon, and after having caught a nice string of fish he hung them in a pool of water and wandered

Nat Ran Fighting the Insects.

off through the woods in quest of adventure, intending to return for the fish when ready to go home. As he went along he gathered his pockets full of small stones to be in readiness for any chance squirrel or bird’s nest he might see. And he found them in plenty, too, and hit several the frightened little squirrels, and made sad havoc with the birds’ nests, sometimes demolishing them entirely and laughing at the little eggs which lay crushed on the ground. Presently he saw a strange-looklng nest of some sort —a thing new to him •—and he rumbled about‘in his pocket for a good-sized stone to throw at it. He took deliberate aim, hitting the nest —which seemed made of a sort of clay or mud —directly in the middle. The soil substance, which seemed baked as hard as plaster, broke open, and fragments of it fell to the ground. But as it did so a dozen or more of winged insects swarmed about the destroyer of their nest and began to “get even” by inflicting on him the worst punishment he had ever suffered, even counting the whipping he had got at school for some naughtiness. And as Nat ran screaming and fighting the insects off he realized that he had struck a hornet’s nest. In vain did he throw his hands above his head, in vain did he dodge, duck into the grass, to leap up again and run; he was stung on every inch of his face, neck and hands. And not a few hornets took a nip through his shirt and stockings, leaving their marks on his body as well as pn his face and hands. And for a quarter of a mile did the enraged hornets follow their victim, who, by his own wickedness, had brought the punishment on himself. And when at last they decided they had stung him enough they drew off and returned to their sadly demolished home. When Nat reached home his own mother hardly recognized him, his face was so swollen out of its usual proportion, and his eyes were almost blinded by the poisonous stings, and his hands were so terribly poisoned that he could not help to undress himself Of course, his mother sent for the doctor, and while waiting for his arrival she questioned her son as to how he got into a hornet's nest Then Nat told the story—as best he could with that painful sac ex> plained that he thought the nest belonged to some sort of bird. "Ah,” said the mother, shaking her head. “And so you were the aggressor and were trying to harm'some innocent and defenseless thing! Now while you are suffering the consequences, you may meditate over the error of your ways. For the first time you have been made the sufferer, for while you’ve been destroying the peace and safety of the creatures that were lqss powerful than yourself they had no means of retaliation. But you see, my son, you hit the wrong nest when you hit that belonging to a hornet, and I hope you've learned a lesson which will make you a better boy.” And so it proved with Nat He had ample time to dwell upon his past conduct toward helpless creatures, and he began to see now thoughtless he had been of their health and happipess—not to say of their life. And then the doctor called to see how his little patient was progressing. "Quess I’m getting well about fast as those squirrels are that I hit in the woods the other day,” he said with a blush aftjwhame. “But there’s nothing s 6 good for a guilty conscience as an honest confession, is there, doctor?” "That’s right. Nat And what’s better la to avoid doing that which calls tar an *hooMt oonfesslon.’ Do unto others oven to animals and birds

THE NICE OLD GENTLEMAN

p THE NICE OLD gentleman looked unusually severe ae he called the little boy to him and insured his attention by a gentle hut firm grip ©JJ the lobe of the youngster's ear, T notice that you and some of you* small associates are becoming awakened to the imminence of the Yellow Peril, Willie,” he observed. "Lemme go—please,” begged the little boy, wriggling and backing. “In a moment or two,” .said the nice old gentleman. “I want to get your attitude on the Eastern question first. I think .1 can assume with confidence that you are an advocate of the open door, otherwise you wouldn’t be pelting it with rooks, eh?” “1 was Just doing it for fun,” explained the little boy, “I'm sorry to hear that,” said the nice old gentleman. "I thought you might have been actuated by graver considerations—those of public policy, for instance; and yet, far be it from me to nip your budding sense lof humor and appreciation of the ludicrous. The spectacle of an excited Chinaman making futile rushes in pursuit of a gang of young imps who have been rocking his premises ia certainly calculated to afford amusement to persons who imagine that sort of thing to be funny. But I dare to think that higher considerations than Idle sport Impelled you to your course of action, what?” “I dunno,” replied the little boy. “I feel sure that jou axe doing yourself an Injustice,”' persisted the nice old gentleman. “I believe and hope that you were moved to righteous indignation at the sight of a shirt-tail , floating free to the wooing breeze instead of being decorously tucked inside of the pants. You resented the Insult of cork-soled shoes and obliquely sot eyes In a Christian community and that Chink’s braided coiffure was an equal offense to your notions of propriety. You are naturally tolerant, but you feel that there is a limit that should not be overstepped. Isn’t that it?” “I dunno,” replied the little boy. “That saffron-Skinned heathen has the effrontery to use a language totally incomprehensibie to Americans, and what’s more he sings it. He won’t adapt his voice to our pitch any more than he will use a knife and fork at his meals. If that doesn’t Indicate a contempt for us I would like to know what it does indicate.” The nice old gentleman scowled ferociously. ‘Then there’s the matter of his eats,” he continued. “Principally rice, they tell me, and. of course, they’ve told you, too. Ttien there’s the Item of birdnest soup. Would any well-conducted American be guilty of that? I trow not We aren’t illiberal or narrowminded, you and I, but we aren’t going to have all our institutions undermined and scorned and set at naught and derided by a paasle of almondeyed aliens who haven’t even got the decency to make out' their laundry tickets bo a man can read ’em, are we, Willie?” “No sir,” replied the little boy. “Another thing, there’s their debasing habit of stupefying themselves with opium instead of getting properly and riotously drunk with alcohol, and their sneaking and un-American customs of paying all their bills promptly when they are due. What would happen if we let down the bars to the influx of the Mongolian and Manchurian hordes? Suppose we all got into the habit of paying our debts and treating our parents with lavish deference, to say nothlqg of wearing our shirts outside of our pants! We’d be In a nice pickle, wouldn’t we?" “Yes, sir ” said the little boy. “Under the circumstances It would appear that there is only one way to deal with what is fast becoming one of our gravest social problems,” said the nice old gentleman. “That way la the one that has already suggested itself to your intelligence: make It hot for ’em. They’re here and we can’t get rid of ’em, but we can make ’em sorry they came and discourage the others. We can break their windows and pelt the yellow devils with rocks and clods, can’t we?” “Yes, sir,” replied the little boy. “You let me catch you at it,” snapped the nice old gentleman with a tweak at the ear between his thumb and forefinger. “You plague that Chinaman one more time and I’ll lay you across my knee and fan-tan you within an Inch of your life, yon little hoodlum. The first thing you know you'll get arrested and somebody will have to pay a fine for you. Haven’t you any consideration for my pocketbook at all? And another thing, you might get hit with a flat-iron.”

Andrew Marshall, an attorney, and former member of the Indiana legislature,, was seriously hurt in an automobile accident near Veedersburg Saturday, when his machine went over a seven-foot embankment. Mr. Marshall was hurt about the head. "

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