Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 36, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 11 February 1915 — Page 2

THE COLONEL’S GOLD MINE

Oet ill Gregory County, South Dakota, Ihue Colonel Jofenaon, the famed Alfalfa King of that great section. About thirty yean ago he left Wisconsin for that domain. All he had was willing hands, a clear brain and a bright vision. Toda> 'he is the owner of thousand, of acres, president of several banka

He has found a veritable gold mine in his thousand-acre Alfalfa field, and what is of particular interest to you and me is that his first Alfalfa Seed, twenty-five years ago or more, waa purchased from thr John A. Baker Seed Co., La Croaae, Wia. Hie Colonel says: "The best paying crop in hay orpin, or pasture food ia Alfalfa. It on tranks everything in money value.’' Seiner's Alfalfa is good on your own farm, for three to five tons of rich hay per acre, and with the aid of “Nitragen (ace my catalog) its growth ia absolutely

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Ambition and Humility.

The highest ambition is the parent of the truest humility; it makes one realize that our ultimate aim is so high that we need a power far beyond our own for the accomplishments of so transcendent a work; that If we are truly to be co-workers with Almighty God himself In the working out of the great scheme that rules the universe, the task Is far too great for onr unaided efforts, and we may confidently rely upon a power divine to help nt> in an our needs.

u. S. GOV. LAND FREE Under special act of Congress the agricultural land of the U. S. Forest reserve of Arkansas can now be homesteaded in tracts not to exceed 160 acres to each person, free of cost 1,000,000 acres free pasturage range where cattle, hogs and sheep fatten eight months in year without grain. No overflow lands. Country very healthy, and well watered with running streams. We select these agricultural lands, take applicant to lands and locate you. Send 26 cents for State map showing location of Reserve and copy of Special Act to A. V. Alexander, Locating Engineer, Little Rock. Ark—Adv. His Mistake. “John," she said to her husband, who was grumbling oyer his breakfast, “your love has grown cold.” "No, it hasn’t,” he snapped; “but my breakfast has.” "That’s just It! If your love hadn’t grown cold you wouldn’t have noticed that your breakfast had.” —Stray Stories. SUFFERED FOR FOUR YEARS. Mr. J. M. Sinclair of Olivehill. Tenn., writes: “I strained my back, which weakened my kidneys and caused an awful bad backache and inflammation of the bladder. LaW ■ ter 1 became so Fm much worse that y I consulted a rw - /jfe, doctor, who 6aid that I had DiaJBk MErelj' betes and that my heart was affected. I sufferMr. J. M. Sinclair. ed for f our years and was in a nervous state and very much depressed. The doctor’s medicine didn't help me,’ so I decided to try Dodds Kidney Pills, and I cannot say enough to express my relief and thankfulness, as they cured me. Diamond Dinner Pills cured me of Constipation.” Dodds Kidney Pills, 50c. per box at your dealer or Dodds Medicine Co., Buffalo, N. Y. Write for Household Hints, also music of National Anthem (English and German words) and recipes for dainty dishes. All 3 sent free. Adv. Some Hint. “Hello, Blank! Where are you going in such a hurry?” “To the post office to put up a kick about the wretched delivery service.” "What’s the trouble?" “Why, that check you promised to send me ten days ago hasn’t reached me yet." ~~ 7 ~ 7*.'-

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JUST A CHICKENFOOT

(CopjTTlxht.) It was the romance belt of the Southwest which that tenderest of tenderfoot*. Chick Saunders, struck. Farther West is the land of the outlaw and desperado; back East commercialism makes ’em eat folks alive, and up on the North plains the cold grips a man’s soul and makes him kinder brutal. But we take things easy here and jog along, everybody friendly amongst theirselves, ggvin’ all the joshln’ and law remarks for the fellow from back East that busts in on our peace and goodwill. Chick Saunders blowed into Floretta off a west-bound passenger one bleak November day, which havin’ only fifteen cents in his pocket he couldn't have rode but five miles further anyhow. As that would have set him down in the middle of the prairie, he alights at Floretta, which is only redeemed from bein’ In said middle by a halfdozen cottages, a general store and post office, a two-story frame hotel, a lumber yard minus the lumber, and Just such a school bulldin' as you’d have to come to Texas to see. All this was south of the railroad track. On the roof of a big barn a quarter of a mile north, painted in bold letters, Chick saw "Bar C Ranch,” and he hotfooted It thereto, inquired timidlike If old man Cranch was In, got the laugh from a bunch of cowboys that was standln’ around the door, it bein’ chuck time, then walked in and got a job. That Job was to cut wood. Old man Crozler, the owner, had Just looked out the window and observed that here was winter cornin’ on, a regular blizzard of a norther blowin’ and no wood cut. Chick was the man of the hour. The boy’s name on the pay roll was set down as Willie Saunders, but we’re too uncertain out here about whether a fellow gives hifc right name to put ourselves out to call him by it, so him bein' such a rank chickenfoot, we just christen him Chick from the start. He’d crawl on any horse you told him to, but he’d almost be whimperin’ from fear. We thought he’d leave when he went down some day to git a drink on the train, as quick as he got paid off; but no, he was here to stay if it killed every animal in the pasture, includin’ of hisself. Every spare minute he had, he hung around the Hotel Dalhart, for little Elsie Delhart and her mother showed him all the humane treatment he found, and it turned out he told them about his folks and read letters to ’em that he got from home, and lot hisself be known to them in a way us fellows knew nothing of. And Elsie! You put a wild rose amongst a bouquet of American Beauties in some hothouse, and 1 guess it wouldn’t be noticed much; but out here on these wind-swept plains we ain’t Bpectln’ to see even a wild one, and they look awful good to us. And, by the way, the thorns wasn’t missin* neither. Elsie was the pride of this country, but she wouldn’t stand for no foolishness off of us cowpunchers if she was the queen* thereof.

She was one of those outdoor girls, though she helped her ma faithful around the house and kitchen. In summer she wore them sailorcollar, polka-dotted affairs that look so well where they roll back from a soft, girlish throat. And any time of year there was a golden curl or two that bobbed around her face, and the eyes that kinder peeped out at you from beneath the long lashes made you want to dig your spurs in the fcronc’ you was ridin’ and wish to the kingdom come he'd pitch and run so you could show how good you could ride. We all felt that away, tfbt she was Mexico Charlie’s girl. j£t least he said so, and folks didn’t dispute Mexico’s word, him bein’ of a different temperament from us other buttons, and his word bein’ about all the law there was around Floretta way. After eight months Chick begun to look different He got him a full cow-puncher outfit & swell California saddle, a Navajo of gorgeous reds and greens, big rattlin’ spurs, and 30 foot of rope. He had to accumulate them things as he got hold of money, and this was slow at first. But after he got to gamblin’ it was the rest of us that couldn't lay up a cent It seemed like he just couldn’t lose, whether he was shootin’ craps or matchin’ money, playin’ cards or just plain bettin’ on how much a steer would weigh. This was powerful aggravatin’ to Mexico, and he made us assist frequent in standin’ Chick on his head to see if his hoodoo wouldn’t fall out of his pockets. , It was at the Fourth of July celebration at Floretta that Chick Saunders come out in his complete costume, by wearin’ a big white Stetson hat and replacin’ his woreout shoes and leather gaiters with a pair of shopmade boots which shore become the looks of his underpinnin’. for his legs was long and thin and his feet was too big to look pretty. He rode up to a bunch of us standin* aroand the grand stand, which had boon pnf &P~ffcjms6rary ftr the ladies to set in and watch the ropin’ and

By IDA BPEED.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

bronc’ ridln’, and It bein’ covered with tow sacks was shore cool and shady. “Look at the boots!” says Mexico load. "It costs Chick as much to buy ’em as it does a cat to get life insurance. Both bein’ nine times what they ought to be.” Everybody laughs and Chick rides off bashful toward the Hotel Dalhart, and I see Mexico’s eyes narrow to two dark slits when Elsie bounds out on the gallery with one of them polkadot effects on, and gives Willie the glad hand. Even this far off you can tell she’a braggln’ on his clothes the way she stands back and looks at him, her 4 head on one side and her hands clasped in front of her. And all day Chick stayed by her. Not engagin’ in the cigar race and contests of various kinds, he Just stayed by Elsie’s side, and took her from stand to stand buyin’ her everything in sight. Mexico Charlie always took first money on these occasions, him bein’ the star roper and rider in these parts; but today he couldn’t win nothin’, and when at last a bronc’ throwed him, he got up with a wicked look, and never even smiled when Elsie rushed over to ask if he was hurt. Just before sundown when it was all over but the biley, which was to be in the schoolhouse that night, the crowd had dispersed and a little bunch of three or four cow-punchers in front of the hotel was all there was in sight. Chick was leanin’ against a post listenin’ to the rest of us auger, when Mexico Charlie walks out of the hotel and stands on the gallery lookin’ down at Chick’s feet. “Fellows,” he says short, “do you know why I got throwed today?” Course we didn’t. “Some low-lived son-of-a-gun swapped his dull spurs for my sharp ones,” he says, “and there they are,” he says, pointin’ to Chick’s feet. “You all know ’em.” Nobody says a word, for shore enough Chick is wearin’ different spurs from the ones he bought down at Headwater about a month before, and shore enough they’re just like Mexico’s. Chick looks up at Mexico to see what kind of a joke it is, then he crooks one leg and begins to spin the rowel around foolish. "These here," he says, ’’are my spurs. I traded for ’em today with Wild Cat Mike.” “And Wild Cat Mike’s gone home, I suppose,” says Mexico suggestive. “Yes, he’s gone home,” answers Chick still twirlin’ the spur. Mexico steps down and forces Chick to look at him. “I’m goin’ for my gun,” he says furious. “I’ll fix you for this.” And he rushes off toward the store. Chick looks at us kinder bewildered. “Now what did he mean?” he asks innocent. m Then we all explain at once, for we know this Mexico of old and that’s why nobody pise has ever throwed in too much with Elsie. “Have you got a gun?” I asks excited. Chicks puts down his foot and reached back to his hip pocket. “Yes,” he says, drawin’ out, not a .45, but a sack of tobacco and a book of cigarette papers. “Heavens, man,” says Johnny Carton, “where is it?” “In my pocket,” says Chick, cool as a refrigerator. “I guess I’ll have time to roll a cigarette before he gits back,” he adds In his injured tone. “I’ve got a date with Elsie for the dance, too,” he says regretful. Well, we all looked foolish. This was the coward we had laughed at, and tortured, now ready to face the Bad Man of Floretta in the worst of his moods! The whole group sauntered off a bit from the hotel, for there were ladies inside and they must not be disturbed. It was only a step to the store, and Mexico was cornin' back now. Nobody made a move while he walked up to within twenty steps of where we stood, his back to the hotel gallery. Chick spat out his cigarette. Mexico whipped out his gun, and I glanced at .the tenderfoot. It was all over so quick, and a man can’t see everything at once. I remember Chick had his gun—then I saw the wildest look of misery come into his eyes. Almost at the same moment came the sound of a sharp step on the gallery, there was a whir of polka-dots, and then I heard the report of Mexico’s gun. Chick-had failed to shoot. We all looked from one of the combatants to the other, too dazed to speak, for there stood Chick unhurt, while Mexico was lookin’ at a place on his right arm from which we could see the blood was tricklin’, him havin’ the sleeves of his shirt rolled up. Little Elsie Dalhart was standin’ there. A pair of spurs was in her hand. “Here’s your spurs, Mr. Mexico Charlie,” she was sayin’. “I’m sorry I cut your arm. but it only serves you right. Between the mattress and the spring,” she says contemptuous, “is no place for a pair of spurs. I cut ray own hand on ’em while, puttin’ on the clean sheets,” she says, puttin’ her hurt hand to her lips like s woman does when she burns, or cuts* or scratches it Way down the track we heard the whistle of the evenin’ passenger goin’ west It was the only sound there was. “Supper’s ready,” says Elsie, kinder peevish. And we all turned and went in the house like bad boys tkat’d been caught stealin’ green epplee. All, _ that is. except. JUstico Charlie. I ain’t never seen him

BRIGHT PROSPECTS FOR THE ATHLETICS

Larry Lajoie, Natural Slugger, Now With Connie Mack's Champions.

(By FRANK G. MENKE.)

The acquisition of Larry Lajoie makes it seem certain that the Athletics will be in the 1915 pennant fight all the way. Don’t be surprised if they get away in the front and lead the parade to the wire, despite efforts of the dangerous Red Sox to do the overhauling stunt. It seems to be the proper thing just now to spoof the pennant chances of the Athletics simply because Eddie Collins, Charles Bender, Eddie Plank and Jack Coombs no longer have their names enrolled in the lineup. But it seems that the spoofing is somewhat uncalled for. The loss of Collins seemed to be a terrific blow at first, but the purchase of Lajoie to fill his boots changes the aspect of things. Lajoie is old and he isn’t as speedy as Collins. But despite his forty years he still is good a fielder as Collins. He can’t run bases like Collins, but in all the years up to last he could hit like Collins — and hit beyond Collins. Lajoie slumped to .258 in 1914. But he’ll hit .300 or better in. 1915 or we’ll miss our guess. And that’s about as good as might be expeeted from Collins. Lajoie isn’t through as a hitter, even though he is nearing his fortieth year. He’s a natural slugger and he’ll do a “come back” this year. Great hitters are great hitters as long as they are able to hold a bat. During the coming season Lajoie will be working under a manager who will appreciate him and encourage him. Last year he worked under the fiery Birmingham, and he worked with a team that was torn by internal strife. He worked under conditions where a man could not do his best.

FIGHTER HAS FEW FRIENDS

Bantamweight Champion 5 ' Williams HU Remarkably Slim Following— He Is a Very Clever Boxer. Considering his great work in the ring and since winning the bantamweight championship, Kid Williams has made remarkably few friends. It

Kid Williams, Bantamweight Champion.

fa hard *o account for this. According to the Baltimore Viking should have the, fistic world at his feet, for he Is the only champion who

The Athletics aren’t going to miss Bender and Plank as much as some folks think. They won't miss Coombs at all because during the past two or three years Coombs has pitched only a few games. Connie Mack has a squad of youthful hurlers to throw into the breach made by the loss of Bender and Plank, and they look able enough to fill it — and fill it acceptably. Bob Shawkey looks like one of the best pitchers in the American League. He was worked regularly last year and it gave him confidence. Also it gave him a chance to correct his only fault—wildness. “Rube” Bressler, the port side flinger that Mack secured last year, looks like one of the best youngsters that has busted into the national pastime in many years. He ought to be able to fill the place of Eddie Plank. 3 Wyckoff and Pennock have been with the Mackmen for several seasons. They haven’t worked to any great extent because Connie depended largely upon his veteran pitchers, but when they did work they showed they had everything necessary. This season they will get their chance. Leslie Bush is a good pitcher. He’s cool-headed, has a good arm, and he is brainy. He will be.one of Connie’s regjfiars this season and great things are expected of him. In addition to these twirlers, Connie has several other youngsters, who can answer the call of duty and answer it well. So Connie isn’t worrying about 1915. Would you worry if you were outfitted with ball players like those who will fight under the White Elephant banner in 1915?

is doing any real fighting worth men* tioning. If Williams were merely * a crude slugger, his reckless Way of risking his title would be less worthy of note. But he is a dever boxer when he cares to play the game that way. He proved that when he out-boxed Johnny Coulon in that ten-round bout at Madison Square garden. Terry McGovern, Battling Nelßon, Ad Wolgast and others of that type, who are constantly referred to as Ideal champions, were hard fighters, but they knew no other way of milling. Had they been adepts at the hit-and-get-away style they might not have been so willing td make a fight of all their bouts. Williams, having two courses to choose from, deserves all the more credit.

CRICKET CLUBS ARE LOSERS

Alarming Deficit Shown by Many Clubs as Result of Damper on Sport by Outbreak of War.

Most of the prominent professional cricket clubs in England show an alarming financial deficit for the season as a result of the damper which war put on the sport after August 1. The Lancashire Cricket club, with an annual income of about $40,000,. had a loss of $6,500. The Northamptonshire club was able to finish its season only through the receipt of a gift of $2,500 from Lord Lilford, an enthusiastic follower Qf the sport. The club has decided to abandon the game for the year 1915 and assess all members a sum sufficient to enable the organization to start the 1916 season fre£ of debt The Hampshire County club, after beginning the year with a large surplus, finds itself at the end of the season with a deficit of $4,500. Exact figures are not available for the other prominent clubs, but it is known that all have suffered severely.

War Threatens English Classic.

The annual eight-oared crew race between Oxford and Cambridge may be called off next year owing to the large number of absentees among the athletes of both universities.

Johnny Evers Has a Grouch.

Johnny Evers is dead against the suggestion that the ' National *leagee get back to the one umpire system for purposes of retrenchment Even says any chump can ride one umpire

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