Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 301, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 December 1914 — Page 3

7IPIWEMTE W AM Dne-ir f W*H tJWIr A %JJ l| gp In •q v : 4 !* * 3ssi "^V 6Jtl IL il ”^*"* - ••! t FAS have the largest stock of nickle plated and aluminum ware for the holiday trade to be found in our city. / You will find the following articleson display at our store. , ■ -- - > --' ’ ' '* ■ : >.,. . ' n '■’ Any one of which will certainly make a pleasing Z , • and acceptable, as well as a practical gift. KJ* Kl DI a a. a J|• Baking Dishes, Casseroles, Chafing Dishes, Serv--1 xICKIC rlalCU. i n g Trays, Carving Sets, Coffee Pots, Percolators.' ■■■■■■■■» i i iV •■li'.*". i ' '■niiih / i - I ■;i T u'-rm'i; un ii. ,!r. .r i.. . In Silverware we are showing the following: Table Knives and Forks, Spoons in three sizes, Gravy and Soup Ladles, Berry Spoons, Butter Knives, Sugar Spoons, Cold Meat Forks, etc. We have a good line of aluminum ware both in the spun and cast. Also several electrical appliances. We would be pleased to show you anything in stock. New goods being received daily in all lines. <S» - ' . E. D. Rhoades & Son.

PROFESSIONAL CARDS 0. E. JOHNSON. M. D » Office in Jessen Building. Office Hours—9 to 11 a. m.l to * and 7 to 8 p. m. SPECIALTY: SURGERY. Phone 211. Dr. L M. WASHBllßlCpktsioiab ahd subgbob. Phone 48. SCHUYLER C IRWIN LAW, BEAL ESTATE, DTSUBAMCE 6 per cent farm loans Office In Odd EeUows’ Block. H. L. BBOWN DBBTXST. k Crown and Bridce Work and Teei. Plates a Specialty. All th mtost methods in Dentistry. GM an ministered for painless extraction. Office over Larch's Drug Store. Rensselaer, Indiana. JOHN ITdUNLaF_ LAWTXX. (Successor to Frank Fotta.) , Practice in all courts. Estates settled. Farm Loans. Collection department. Notary in the office. Rensselaer, Xiuliaai Dr. E. £ LOY Successor to Dr. W. W. HartseiL KOMBOPATKXBT. Office—Frame building on Cullen stree.. east of court house. oryxes non as. Rosiaence College Avenue. Phone !•» F. H. HEMPHILL, M. D. PXTIICUX AMP CVMBOB. ■pedal attention m diseases of weens, and low grades of fever. Office In Williams block. Opposite Cour. House. Telephone, office and residence. 441 DR. E. 0. ENGLISH pgnxcuji in inaaoa. Opposite Trust and Savings Bank. Phones: 17’- -1 rings to, office: 1 rinse for rMlder.ee. Rensselaer, Indiana. j. w. horton Dentist Opposite Court House > BtlUhMlMVt JOE JEFFRIES Chiropractor Susosesor to J. 0. Itioirt Office over Rowles & Parker’s Phone #TC Lady attendant Dr. F. A. TURFLIE obtbopatkxo nmnczAJS. Rooms 1 and S, Murray Building. Rensselaer. Indiana. Phones, Off-*—« rings on see. restSonos—l rings on 100. Ruccessfully treats both acute and NuOnte diseaser Spinal rnirvatnrka >

NOSES MANICURED HERE

The doctors continue tot do wonderful things with, humanity. Not very long ago some i Philadelphia doctors built a new nose for a man who had lost his through some-carelessness or other. It was necessary to supply a new nasal bone, so the experts in the human repair shop 'grafted a finger nail into the nose. * The operation wasaa-complete success until recently, when the patient discovered with pain >that the transplanted nail was greeting vigorously land cutting, off the blood vessels* in its course; This illustrates/ vivMly - the iperils of modern The\overambltlous nose ’may be . properly restrained and tlfen- againi it may Inot Think of having to take your nose around to the manicurist once a week! —CoiMerfs. A man wiH glve up»a dollar for * fifty-cent article tbatwhe wants, and a woman will give ■>, up * forty-nine cents for an article thaiishe doesn't want — and there you are.

ANIMAL BAROMETERS.

The tortoise- Is not lan animal one would naturally ftxjuqon as likely to be afraid of rain, but (ft ,1s singularly so. Twenty-four h©urssor\ more before rain falls the GaJhpagodtortolae makes for some conventent shelter. On a bright, clear monfing, when not a, 1 cloud is to be.see«k thesdendsens of a tortoise farm; on fthe African coast, may be seeni sometimes beading for the nearest orerhaligllrtg’rocks. When that happens the proprietor knows that rain wiDi come downtduring the day, and as> a.Tule 2t> copieß\down In torrents. The nfgn never tails? This presentation, to' coin a word, which exists in mauy*biitis and beasts, may be explained ?partiy\ from the increasing weight of' the* atmosphere when rain is forming,ipaittr by habits of living and partly’ fromi the need of moisture which is-shared iby aIL The catbird, gives wandngtof an approaching thunder steam by kitting on the low branches of ja tree, ptterlng curious notea. Otherrords,. including the familiar'roMiu it isi said, (give similar evidence of an impeodlngNcbange tn the weather.

Horseshoeing.

Prices reduced on shoeing as follows: Four new shoes $1,50, except sizes 6 and 7, which will be 25 cents extra. FRED HEMPHILL, Oullen St. Blacksmith. Kias the big dolly good-bye. It won’t do any good in the closet, but may make some little girl the happiest and proudest in town if given to her on Ohrtfttirrtas. The good fellows and the Charity board wIH attend to the distribution.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND

EGYPT NOW UNDER RULE OF ENGLAND

Great Britain Names New Sultan and is Prepared to Defend the New Territory, London, Dec. 18.-11:20 p. m.—A British protectorate over Egypt /was proclaimed today. Prince Hussein Kemal has been appointed sult»n and has accepted.' He is an uncle of Abbas Hilmi, until noiw khedive. The French government has recognized the British protectorate over the country in which Fiance formerly had such important interests and in return the British government has given no-< trice that it adheres to the FrancoMoorish treaty of 1912, Which, foliownig he Agadir affair, gave Fiance a protectorate over Morocco. ‘ In a letter addressed to France Hussein on his appointment, the British acting high commissioner for Egypt, (Milne Cheetham, details the efforts which he says England made to avoid war with Turkey, but which were frustrated by the war party and the Ottoman cabinet. rM. Cheetham states that there is ample evidence* that Albbas Hilmi hias thrown in his lot with ■ the enemies Of Great Britain with I the result "that the rights over the ■ Egyptian executive by the sultan of Turkey and the late khedive are , forfeited.”

Can't Serve Liquor at Club Bars is Ruling

The supreme court has ruled Chat liquor can not be served at club bars thenceforth. The decision Is a blow to. many chibs where liquor has been dispensed to members in the past, especially is it a blow to the effort to controvert the effect of progressive temperance in otherwise “dry” towns. Many chibs In Lafayette served liquor, while the private locker system was used in other clubs.

BETTER THAN SPANKING Spanking doe* not cure children of bedwetting. There In a eonitltntlonal cause for thia trouble. Mra. M. Suamera, Box W, Notre Oame. Ind., *lll send free to any mother her successful home treatment, with full Instruction*. Send no money, bet write her today If your children trouble yon la thia way. Don’t blame the child, the chances are It can’t help It. Thia treatment also curea S'lnlts and a«ed (teople troubled with urine •Hffitiililee by day or night. Typewriter ribbons for all make of machines for sale at The RepuL liean office. Rensselaer merchants should get busy with their Christmas advertising..

A Voice In The Storm

It was $ o'clock at night In December a*d very dark when Jose Oaio came down the mountain on his way home, rather worried at the thunder growling in the distance. Above his head the sky grew steadily darker. The rain had stopped, but the wind was shaking the old chestnut trees, making them sigh and whisper mysterious things. A bright stroke of lightning caused him to hurry. The bridge was not far away, then came the hill and half way up the hill was His home. Another stroke Illuminated the road, enveloping .everything in Its blue light, and Jose began to run like a madman until the thunder, sounding like the firing of a thousand cannons, made him stop in, an attitude of terror, raising his arms toward heaven. Recovering his courage somewhat, Jose once more walked, when he heard a voice very close to him cry out sternly: “Jose > Gaio.” He stopped and saw at the roadside the big black cross that had be€n erected on the spot where Jose Tendelro had been murdered. Gaio crossed himself and turned to the right, taking a path leading direct to the bridge, but once more came that dreadful, stern voice: “Hello, Jose Gaio.’* He wanted to run toward the bridge. Once he had passed that, he felt that he could get home in a few moments. He made a few steps forward, but stopped again, and as if forced by a higher power, he walked backward to the same spot and again he heard: “Hello! Jose Gaio.” Rain began to fall now, first in big drops, then in torrents which drenched him to the skin and beat against his face. He did not move a single step to seek shelter; his whole body was burning as if with fever, and the rain felt rather a relief. Then a terrific flash of lightning blinded him completely and made him drop like a log into the mud on the road, while louder than the thunder came the awful words: “Hello! Jose Gaio.” Soaking wet, stained with mud, he remained where he had fallen, pressing his face against the ground for several minutes; but when he raised his head a little later the first thing he saw was the cross, and again came the inexorable voice, always repeating: “Hello! Jose Gaio.” Suddenly he heard footsteps at a distance. Somebody was coming. He felt himself coming back to life. He was saved. What did he care for that voice now? “Hello! Jose Gaio.” The steps came nearer, and fearing that whatever it was that was coming might step on him, he gathered all his remaining strength and rolled out of the road into the heather at the foot As the cross. Instead of crying out, a new mysterious fear kept him absolutely silent. The unknown passed by him, stopping at the opposite side of the cross, bared his head and to Jose Gate's ears came the sound * of a prayer interrupted by sobs. Who was this person? A flash of lightning revealed the pale, livid face of Jose Tendelro. The poor young man, scarcely more than a boy, came there to pray for his father who had been murdered on this very spot, on a night similar to this. Then he went away, descend4ngK towards the old bridge, but Jose Gaio remained there lying motionless In the heather at the foot of the cross. When the storm was over and the full moon came out, the shadow of the cross fell across Jose's body. The* next morning the gendarme discovered the body. The coroner’s physician came with the two assistants, acompanied by the old priest of the village. "bloodshot eyes, blood in the nose and mouth," the doctor said; "a case of congestion.” When the doctors had gone the old priest threw himself down on his knees at the foot of the cross and sobbed. Then he raised his hands toward heaven and cried: "Oh, Lord! Thy justice is terrible, as Thy charity is endless!” A secret of the confessional, undoubtedly. The old priest knew who had marked this spot for the punishment of Jose Tendelro's assassin.

The Capable Stenographer.

Everybody knows the stenographer whose letters are full of mistakes. It is most irritating to the neat business man to send out letters sprinkled, with corrections; but press of worH prevents the letters being re-written, and so be lets them go. wishes fervently he could / find a stenographer more accurate. Of (still greater Importance Is that fact that he dare not send bls letters out without reading them, for fear of some mistake that will entail serious loss. If he could know absolutely that a mistake would rarely slip by his stenographer's fingers and eyes, he would Insure such a stenographer a position for life. It Is everything to a busy maa to have his work done thia thorough way.

Famous poets make interesting wills. Browning's was written in his own beautiful hand, with the initials of all the nouns substantive in capitals, after the olden use, and the attesting witnesses were "A. Tennyson" and "F. T. Palgrave." It isn’t every fellow who can fall la love without fracturing something

WHY THEY LOSE

Now and then somebody tells us how ■much money this or that man loot hr investing in “fancy* stock and he naturally concludes that the stock in to blame. No doubt some persons have dropped a part of their cash by putting it into pure-toed livestock, but the fault was in themselves and not in the stock or the business of raising it for sale. During the past twenty- five years we have seen many men invest money in puretoed livestock. Some of them never got it out again; others with no better opportunities built up good herds ar flocks and established a profitable trade. There are a few reasons in plain view lor most of the failures, first is ths lack of real Interest in the stock. No .man who has not a real ■liking tor livestock should ever expect to become a successful breeder of it He would better save his money and put it into something he likes. Another common reason fur failure is lack of confidence in the business. Many a breeder stope short of success because he does not persevere under discouragement Expectation that blood will overcome lack of feed and care is a frequent cause of failure. Improved animals have come to us by careful selection and by liberal feeding—not by neglect of either; and they must be prepetuated by the same methods as developed them. One of the most frequent causes of failure with pure-bred stock Is dependence on the Idea that the stock will sell itself. It will not do so. The public must be informed as to its whereabouts and its merits if the breeder expects to secure a profitable price for it Perhaps more breeders fail here than anywhere else. .They have the courage to buy good foundation stock, the skill to breed it and the disposition to feed it, but they lack to let the world know about it These of course are not all the reasons why men may fall with purebred stock, buy they are among the most common and potent reasons. The amateur who is now investing his money in Improved animals should consider them.

PUTTING YOURSELF IN YOUR HOUSE

A flat-dwelling friend of the writer’s felt a special averaicn for the readingtable in her sitting-room. It was too small, and it was too “fancy." She could not afford a new one of better design. Finally, in desperation, she bought an ordinary straight-leg pine table, like the one in her kitchen, and stained it a soft brown with a reliable wood stain (which did Mil it was advertised to do) and a waxed furniture polish did the rest The "fancy" table was put in the attic. Next she made for her new piece of furniture a long tahleriumer of coarse brown linen, stenciled in orange and browns at either end. Several much dilapidated plush chairs were given loose slip covers of pretty cretonne, at fifteen cents per yard, and a green and pink vase with gilt handles that stood on her writing desk was replaced by a common earthen mincemeat jar In which she put a bunch of "bitter-sweet,” with its orange berries. The effect was charming. The petty ornaments that had made the top of her piano look like a bric-a-brack counter were given, or hidden, away, and only a pair of candlesticks and/a few good books left there. Utile by little, piece by piece, this woman "made over” and refurnished at amazingly little cost, until what had been a room of non-descriptive character became a restful, beautiful living-room and—-what was more—an index to her real self.—The Christian Herald.

A DISAPPOINTING CITY

Probably no modern city is/more disappointing to the expectant/traveler than is Jerusalem. We think of it in its ancient glory; we picture to our imagination the magnificient temple with its golden roof and the -other buildings of the hill of Zion. Wfe read of its being the rendezvous in Passover times of a million pilgrims, and we naturally think of it as an enormous city, oomparable to London or New York of the present day. We think of it in its Oriental setting of two thousand years ago, but as we approach in a modern railway train, and dlmb the steep ascent which leads to the city behind ah American engine, our illusion disappears. ' At last the guard calls-out “Jerusalem!" and we disembarks mile from the city, get into a rickety modern hack, which has evidently done duty In some more civilised community, and are bounced over the rough roads and the intolerable cobblestones within the gates, until, at last, we are landed at our modern hotel, so different from the khan of ancient times. And here ow disillusion has begun. JThe city of which we read of accommodating a million guests on the feast days could hardly to-day entertain a thousand strangers within its walls, and, since a multitude of pilgrims come every year from Russia and Italy and France and Germany, these nations have erected great hostels outside the walls for the accomodation of pilgrims. But these, fine and even magnificent as they are, take us not back to the Jerusalem of two thousand years ago, but tell us only of the modern city where half a dozen great nations are bonding these hostels and hospitals tn order to gain political and commercial advantage, and patiently awaiting the time when they can oust tram Ms possession the Turk who has so long held sway within the sacred rtty. —The Christian Herald Marriage la always a failure when the woman in the case is unable to distinguish between the husband’s peace of mind and a piece of her own.

Change For A Dollar

It was the busiest hour of the day. The restaurant was crowded. At a long lunch-counter were seated those who had time only for a sandwich with a glass of milk, or a oup of coffee, and the rapidity with which - the seats were filled and vacated, awakened wonder as to the future of the human digestive system. The leisurely, who could allow themselves twenty minutes for luncheon, seated themselves at the marble-topped tables, with the napkins piled in the center. The girl who waited In line for a chance to pay her check at the cashier's desk, was ruefully reflecting that she had been extravagant She was opposite the cashier's window, and slipped the check and the bill under the grating. The cashier Impaled the check on a spindle, laid the bill on a pile in the drawer, and slapped down a little pile of silver. The man behind was pushing, and the girl took her change and went on. a Before she got to the door she counted it and once outside, she counted It again. She moved out of the range of the window, and counted It for the third time. The thing seemed to become a habit. She was not mistaken. There were three quarters in her hand beside a dime and three nickels. The cashier had simply returned her dollar, In a little different form. “My luncheon didn’t cost me anything” the girl thought with a sense of triumph. "Not a thing. To-mor-row I can have a slice of watermelon if I feel like it.” She put the change into her purse and her face was smiling. She spent the rest of her noon hour looking Into the shop windows, and then hurried back to her post at the office. She was nearly at the door when she encountered a crowd. There were so many people that she could not make out the center of attraction, and she appealed to the tall man next her. “What is it all about, please?” “They've/ just, caught a thief. The policeman is taking him away." The crowd parted at that minute, and the girl caught her breath. The policeman was so big, and the captured thief was so little—just a boy, a small boy, with a white, miserable face and ragged clothing. "Put ids hand Into a man’s pocket and pulled out a quarter,” the tall man explained. "Good thing he’s caught, the young rascal” Then it was that the quarter in the girl’s pocket-book began to feel very heavy. Twenty-five cents! That was the way they treated people who took twenty-five cents that did not belong to them. That quarter in her pocket'book did not belong to her. Knowing that fact she had kept it. The difference between herself and the pallid boy with the burning eyes, was that they had'not found her out. The afternoon's work went badly. The girl forgot things she should have remembered, and mislaid things she continually needed, and blundered wearily on till half past five. When /She left the office, she did not take her car, though it passed her at the first crossing, and for a wonder there were a number of vacant seats. Instead she hurried down to the restaurant where she had eaten her midday meal. The hurry and confusion were over. A fair nnmber of.people would come in to supper, and all night long there would be occasional patrons, but not till the next noon would the dally rush begin.' The marble tables had been scrubbed clean and in the middle of each towered a pile of freshly Ironed napkins. The cashier, with a wrinkle between her brows, was trying to balance her accounts. The girl slipped up to the desk. "You gave me a quarter too much today,” she said. "Here it is." She hardly waited for the other girl’s surprised “thank you,” but turning on her beel, marched out. And she wondered how it was-that lightening one’s pocket-book by a weight so small could lift at least a ton from one’s heart.

Peanut Brittle.

Three cups of peanuts—shelled and roasted; one pound of granulated sugar. Put the sugar in a saucepan and set it on stove. Stn-rlng continually until melted and a light brown. Take from the stove and quickly add the peanuts. Turn out into shallow pans that have been greased; spread with a knife so as to make a thin sheet. Set in a dry place to cool. The success of peanut brittle depends on the quickness with which you work after the sugar is melted. It is best to have everything ready before you start.

Air the Collar Coal.

Coal that is kept in a dry and airy place will burn much longer that that which is kept in a close cellar with no ventilation. When coal Is stored tn an airless place gets rid of its gas, and the absence of this renders it less powerful and more wasteful when burned. The State of Indiana issued no less than 41,341 automobile license numbers between July 1 and September 30. The new license law went into affect in that State July 1. Blessed is the man who hasn’t time to tell his troubles.