Evening Republican, Volume 19, Number 246, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 October 1915 — Page 3

THE WRONG HEIRESS

By GEORGE ELMER COBB.

Roland Dobyns, seated In a swinging chair suspended by chains from the stout branch of a shady tree, looked up suddenly from the book he was reading. ' "Hello!" he hailed in his usual good-natured way—“a bombardment, eh? Where from?*’ As he spoke he arose and followed the rolling motion of a ball that had landed on his book, glanced off and struck the ground. He picked it up. "A tennis ball,” he soliloquized, "and of course frota the house beyond the brick diriding wall." This seemed plausible, for he just then caught the echo of a mellow ringing laugh. The wall was ten feet high, but Roland was athletic. A vine helped him, and his shoulders were , level with the top coping as he tossed the ball back to the young lady who evidently had driven it astray. "Oh, thank you,” spoke this charming person, and the winning smile and bright eyes sent a thrill to the lonely soul of young Dobyns. He noted that the companion of the young lady was an old faded nervouslooking lady of very uncertain age. He wondered at the strange speculative glance this person fixed upon him. She was evidently the chaperon of the beautiful angel upon whom his gaze dwelt rhapsodically. A vine gave way as he bowed politely and he was ignominiously slid back to terra Anna, shutting out the fair enchanting scene the tiny ball had won him. All the rest of that day his mind lingered longingly over the memory of the enlivening incident of the day. He had just taken quarters at the private residence for a two-weeks’ var cation rest. The next morning early he was out in the garden. He stationed himself so he could oommand a view of the house in the next lot, at least its upper stories. A fusillade of 1 tennis, or even cannon balls, would

“A Tennis Ball,” He Soliloquized.

bare been welcome to break the monotony of that long morning, for clear up to noon there was not a sign of life about the place. Then after lunch It grew cold and began to rain. For all that Dobyns braved discomfort by camping in the swing chair under the tree. “Aha! at last!” he breathed fervently, and fixed his eye intently on an open window on the Becond floor of the neighboring residence. < A small womanly hand was waving a handkerchief. He doubted not it was the charming girl of the garden. Had she not smiled at him? Then the hand withdrew and seemed to swing about, and then something round and white shot through space. It was dreadfully commonplace and unsentimental, for it landed directly on his nose, giving that member a sharp tap, and rebounding to the ground. Dobyns picked it up. It felt light and wobbly. Then he noticed that it was a split hollow ball. Inside of it was a folded note. His heart fluttered. He opened it and read: "If you are a true man, you will rescue a lady in distress from a cruel guardianship. Will you? If so, wave your hand three times in response to this note, and get behind the lot when I am taking my evening stroll with my chaperon.” Immediately, with ardor and all kinds of chlvalric impulses uppermost in his mind, Dobyns swung his arm emphatically. A fair white hand waved back to him from the window. Here was romance, indeed! The Imaginative Dobyns constructed a complex theory of the condition of affairs— beauty in distress, perhaps an heiress bereft of her rights by the tfrhi sour-looktng woman of uncertain age, a heartless Jailer. Before evening Dobyns had all his pinna made. They involved a fast reliable automobile. Just at dusk this was halted at the rear of the lot next door and himself in readiness for action near by. In less than half an hour Dobyns caught sight of two light dresses fluttering about among the shrubbery-

He ventured to show himself past the front of the automobile. Then a strange thing occurred. The thin old lady made a dash towards the rear of the lot. As if in pursuit of her the charming young lady dartra after her. She had fairly overtaken her wfc&n the old lady stumbled over a loose board in her path. The girl could not stop and fell over her. Both were apparently stunned by the unexpected fall.

"My chance!” uttered Dobyns in a breath. He ran to the spot where the double fall had occurred. He gathered up the young lady in his arms. The other victim of the accident was beginning to stir into returning consciousness, but he paid no attention to her. All his thoughts were centered on the persecuted heiress. Ha. to the rescue! Right valiantly he bore her with swiftness to the machine. Full tenderly he placed her on the broad soft cushions of the rear seat. Then into place at the wheel he sprang and they were away like the wind. Dobyns chose a tortuous course beyond the limits of the town to baffle posslb’«' pursuit. Now he had rescued the j routed heiress, what should he do with her? He had a Bister twenty miles away. He began to plan qut a course of action, when the lovely form on the cushions moved and his involuntary passenger sat up, rubbed her eyes and stared in sheer bewilderment about her. “Why—how—where!” she cried. "Don’t be disturbed," spoke Dobyns, halting the machine under a tree. "We are safe from pursuit." “Safe —pursuit—and you—the young man, our neighbor!” “Yes,’’ nodded Dobyns. “You see, I got your note.” “My note!"' “And followed out your suggestion to rescue you. Fear not. I will place you in safe hands.” “My suggestions! Rescue!" cried Rose Mayfield in the deepest amazement, and then as Dobyns hastily sketched out the happenings back at their starting point, she burst into a peal of merry laughter. "Oh, what a comedy of errors!” cried Rose. "I hope my aunt was not Injured. And oh —the trouble she has ■made for you!" All the chivalry of his nature seemed to shqjprel up as Rose Mayfield was made aware of all the facts in his blundering escapade. Rose was the real chaperon, in fact the guardian of her erratic aunt She and her father had been obliged to curb the freedom and whims of their odd relative, who at times got strange ideas into her head. Her last one was that they had got to her private box in a safety deposit vault She was Intent on getting to it and removing her valuables and carrying them around with her. It was she who had written the note to Dobyns. He looked chagrined. Rose mischievous, as he turned the automobile around, homeward bound. By a strange perversity of circumstance the capricious aunt Miss Lovinia Parr, when she recqvered in the garden had hurried tq the bank and had secured her valuables. Her mind was relieved. She gazed admiringly on Dobyns when she heard the real story of the incident qf the hour. "A worthy, chivalrous young man!** she commended. “Old as I am, perverse as they say I am, you tried to serve me. My little fortune shall go to Rose when she marries.” And it was only in the natural course of events that those two young souls should come closer together, until the bond of congenial matrimony was cbmented. (Copyright, 1918. by W. G. Chapman.)

NATURE KEEPS HER SECRETS

interesting How the Progress of Evolution Went On Through the Centuries. No generation can discern its evolutionary trend and bearing upon Its own or any other race. Evolution is always an unconscious process to the participants therein. The remnant of despised Israelites fleeing to the desert from the tyranny of Egypt looked hopefully toward a promised land Which would be walled in from the outside heathen by separating rites and strictest regulations. The wandering Jew did not suspect that his grandest prerogative was to be, not the exclusive ownership of an earthly paradise, but the transmission of his monotheistic conception of the deity to alien races until finally it should encompass the globe. When the African savage crossed an unknown sea, mourning his dusky brood, his sun-baked hut, the idea could never have entered his thick skull that a cruel wrong to himself and his countrymen would be overruled In the end by the benefits of a civilisation attainable in no other way.

Autumn Wooing.

They—the two —were sitting on the rustic seat la the arbor. He had been wondering if he dared. Even the moon had begun to pay attention. Just then the young enamored edged up closer. . \ “Be careful, Mr. Jones,” said the football girl. “I will havfi to penalize you three feet for holding.”—Puck.

Chinese Pearls.

Dee Tik, a Chinese, says that in China pearls have been developed by artificial methods for centuries. Yik will experiment with a large bed of nl«m« on the California coast Part of the method is to wound the dam, insert a small Wrdshot and at the mo time a little coloring matter of any chosen hue. *

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ONLY THE BORDER LINE BETWEEN THEM

American regular and soldier oi Carranza s army seated on the international bridge at Brownsville, Tex., with the monument marking the border line between them.

LAD MS BIG FARM

City Youth Makes Good as Manager of Ranch. Proves That Boy Born and Educated in Big City Can Take Charge of a Farm and Make Money at It. Ada, Okla. —Can a boy born and reared in a big city and educated in a fashionable school leave the rush of the crowds, go hundreds of/ miles away, take charge of a farm and make money? Kenneth Wickett has demonstrated that It can be done. Wickett, who is only nineteen years old and has been on a farm but one year of his life, is manager of one of the best farms in Pontotoc county. He is succeeding, if success on a farm is to be reckoned in dollars and cents. Wickett was born in Chicago and, save for a time he was in school in New York, has spent practically all of his time in Chicago. A year ago he came to visit on Blue Valley farm, a farm of 1,000 acres that his father had bought a few yearß before. Whilte he was down here the manager left. Knowing little.about farming, but having plenty of nerve and the determination to win, Wickett tackled the Job himself and has been with It ever since. The mixed breed of bogs that he found on the place were supplanted by purebred Poland Chinas. The scrub cattle that roamed over the hillside pastures in this short space of one year have given way to purebred Angus. A score of acres have been added to the alfalfa acreage, and dozens of other improvements have been made by this' youthful manager. H. F. Wickett, a banker of Chicago, bought Blue Valley farm some years ago, and until a year ago did not make very big dividends. But for the last year, in fact, ever since young Wickett took charge —the farm has paid wonderfully well. Much of the money has gone back to improve the place. v A mammoth barn, dozens of whitewashed hoghouses, big silos, shower baths for the workmen, a beautiful

MANY SHELLS WASTED

Hundreds of thousands of dollars are wasted each day in the failure of some of the big shells to explode. Tbe photograph shows an Austrian 305-mil-limeter shell which had fallen into an Italian camp and had failed to explode, although it had fallen frdm the enormous height of the Austrian battery in the Alps. Note the size of the shell in comparison with the height as the man. ..

residence for the manager, another for the housekeeper, waterworks with running water in eyery house and barn, scales by the silos to regulate the quantity of feed, electric lights—these and other things have been installed. The conveniences of the city and country both —that is what one finds on this farm. “Did you know anything about farming when you came down here?” he was asked. "Not much,’’ he replied modestly. "I have learned a great deal since I came." "You expect to stay here and make farming your future work?" “I didn’t intend to when I came down here. I am going to stay until I get things to going the way I want them to, however.” "Don’t you suppose you will get to liking the work so well you will not want to leave it?” “I can’t say about that. It Is mighty interesting."

PINE ENRICHES THE INDIANS

Chippewas on Reservation In Wisconsin Get Property Valued at $820,500. Ashland, Wls. —Pine timber valued at $820,500 on the Bad River reservation, near Ashland, will be distributed among 647 Indians, many of whom I are children, according to official notice received by the Indian office from the secretary of the interior. In- addition to the timber each Indian will have title to the land on whicn the timber stands, averaging about 80 acres for each person. It is claimed by government experts that the Chippewa Indians of the Bad River reservation are the richest tribe in America, with one exception. They have more than a million and a half dollars to their credit in the vaults of Ashlpnd and Duluth from the sale of pine from former allotments.

INDIAN RECHRISTENED AT 92

“Many Tail Feathers” la Named “Grows New Teeth” After a Visit to the Dentist. San Francisco. —Chief Many Tail Feathers, ninety years of age, and prominent in the Indian colony at the exposition, possesses a single tooth — gnarled and battered by many years’ service. “The white brother may have his teeth replaced—why not the Indian to whom the Great Father in Washington promises ail things that are good?" pondered the aged chief. Many Tail Feathers conferred with Chief Bull Calf, and now that Many Tall Feathers has been measured up for a new set of pearlies his tribe has rechristened him “Grows New Teeth.”

She Was a Movie "Fiend.”

Logansport, Ind. —Mrs. 1 Manando McCabe, thirty-eight years old, was declared insane by a commission in Justice Reid’s court here. She had been a regular attendant at the moving picture shows, and during the last few weeks has been under the hallucination that she is “Queen of the Movies.”

Saved His Life.

Gregory, S. D. —Struck by the fangs of a rattlesnake, while on a load of hay, Carl Hoblit, employed on the farm of Benjamin Bailey, saved his life by his presence' of mind. Immediately after the fangs had penetrated his arm he cut open the wound with a pocketknlfe and then sucked out the poison.

Stole Her Gold Tooth.

Bellaire, O. —While she was sleeping quietly several nights ago, someone entered Mrs. Russell Gordon's room and took a gr’d tooth from her mouth, deftly prying it from the crown. Police are 'ooking for one of her boardera.

THEIRS FOR ASKING

40,000 Settlers and Others Get Timber Without Cost. Wood Taken From National Forest* Free During Fiscal Year Worth Over $200,000—665,754,000 Board Feet Bold to Others. Washington.—Of the 688,922.000 board feet of timber cut on the national forests during the fiscal year ended June 30, 1915, according to statistics Just compiled by the United States forest service, 123,168,000 feet was taken under tree-use permits given to settlers and others living in or near national forests. There were 40,000 free-use permittees, and the value of the timber they cut was $206,464.13. The remainder, or 565,754,000 board feet, was cut under sales contracts, for the most part with lumber operators, but including 19,246,000 feet sold at ccst to farmers and settlers, as required by a special provision of law. The prices received for all sold timber varied from 60 cents to $4 per thousand feet, and the total value was $1,179,448.39. The statement showß that the forests of Alaska are furnishing a large amount of timber fdr local consumption. More than 37,000,000 feet, according to the forest service, was cut under sales contracts during the fiscal year in the two national forests of Alaska, and it is estimated that the quantity taken under the free-use privilege amounts to at least ten per cent of that cut under sales. No figures are available on the Alaskan free-use cut, as residents of the territory are allowed, on account of the relative sparsity of the population, to take all the timber they need for personal use without going through any formalities. Outside of Alaska permits are issued to those entitled to share in the freeuse privileges, as a means of preventing its abuse and to regulate this form of utilization along lines which .will tend to improve the forest conditions. The material taken by free-use permittees is restricted largely to dead, insect-infested,. or diseased timber, thinnings and inferior species. Forest officers often set aside suitable areas from which those granted free use under the terms of the law may help themselves under certain general rules, but where green timber will be cut the trees to be used are designated just as in all timber sales. The amount of free-use material allowed individuals is limited to S2O worth yearly. Montana leads the national forest states in the amount of timber cut under sales, with more thdn 101,000,000 feet, but takes second place in the free-use cut, with 18,000,000 feet. Idaho leads the free-use list, with a cut of nearly 25,000,000 feet, and is, a close second in the amount of timber cut under sales contracts, with over 100,000.000 feet. Oregon, Colorado, Washington, Arizona, California, Wyoming, Utah, New Mexico and South Dakota, in the order named, contributed from 60,000,000 to 24,000,000 feet under both free use and sales.

GRANDSON OF HOKE SMITH

Mrs. Alston R. Simpson, daughter of Senator Hoke Smith of Georgia, and her son. Mrs. Simpson recently joined her husband at Annapolis, where he iB taking a postgraduate course at the Naval academy.

IS OLDEST MESSENGER 'BOY'

Snowy Haired “Uncle John” of Luling, Tex., Speeds With Telegrams at Eighty-Four. Luling. Tex.—J. E. Palmer of this city probably enjoys the distinction of being the oldest messenger “boy” in the world. At the age of eighty-four he works for the Western Union from 8 a. m. until 6 p. m„ delivering messages from one end of the city to the other. Palmer was born in Flemingsburg, Ky., January 29, 1832, and fought all through the Civil war. "Uncle John,”«s he is better known, came to Caldwell county in 1836. He is snowy haired and slightly bent.

ANCIENT CHURCH BELL

ONE IN PHILADELPHIA OLDER THAN FAMOUS “LIBERTY." ;| Goes Back to tho Timea When the Early Swede* Settled on the Banka of the Delaware—Still In Good Condition. Comparatively few persons among the 1,500 or 2,000 who attended the funeral of Rev. Snyder B. Sime* at Gloria Dei (Oud Swedes’) church knew that the bell which tolled with measured strokes ss the body of the beloved minister was carried to its last resting place In the churchyard is the oldest church bell in Philadelphia, says the Public Ledger. This bell antedates the appearance of William Penn upon Pennsylvania soil. It has its origin in the days of the early Swedes who settled on the banks of the Delaware. In fact, the Gloria Del bell is so old that it makes the famous Liberty Bell appear like a youngster in swaddling clothes. Moreover, this Gloria Dei bell is still in good condition, sound and serviceable. “Cast for the Swedish church in Philad’a, stiled Gloria Dei—G. Hedderly Fecit—lßo6—partly from the old bell dated 1643,” is the inscription on the bell. Thomas Bleyeler, one of the vestrymen of Gloria Dei church has in his possession interesting data bearing upon the history of this fir mous church bell. As indicated in the inscription, the bell was recast and enlarged in 1806. But it is substantially the same bell which called the Swedes to prayer back in the earlier years. Israel Acrelius, provost of the Swedish churches in America and rector of Old Swedes’ church in Wilmington, Del., in one of his historical studies of the early Swedes relates an anecdote of this Gloria Dei bell and one of Governor Prints’s daughters. It appears that after her father’s death the Swedes on the Delaware offended this good woman, whereupon, writes Acrelius, “out of contempt for the Swedes she sold with her farm the church (at Tinicum) which was built upon it, as also a bell to a Hollander.” We learn from the same historian that the congregation “had to buy their bell back again by two days’ reaping in harvest time after Mme. Arm egot had gone away. It is gratifying to know that even in those early times Philadelphia had at least one “working church.” They were not the pew warmers. Mr. Bleyler’s documents inform us that the “old bell, dated 1643, came from Tinicum (now called Essington), on the west side of the Delaware river, north of Darby creek, which was the principal settlement of the third Swedish governor, John Prints, who arrived February 15, 1643. “The bell is supposed to have been first used by the Tinicum church in 1646, unless an earlier church was in existence at that place, and continued to be in use at that church until 1700, when, it is said, the Swedish congregation left Tinicum and united with Gloria Dei church. At that date, it is supposed, the bell was removed from Tinicum to Philadelphia.

Oldest Brass Band.

America’s most ancient brass band has celebrated another birthday, ‘‘Girard’’ writes In the Philadelphia Ledger. The Repass of Williamsport is eighty-four years old and stands first among the antediluvian music makers of our country. It is an odd fact that this premier brass band had only one brass instrument in it at the start. That was a French horn, blown by C. Lawrence, who was a soldier of Napoleon. The Repasz played in a whig nar tional convention that nominated Henry Clay for president. It furnished music for marching armies in the sixties and it blared out “The Star-Span-gled Banner" at Appomattox, while not far away another band in gray poured forth the strains of the "Bonnie Blue Flag” and "Dixie.” When , the next Republican national convention gathers in Philadelphia I trust that the historic Repasz band will be here to help keep things lively. It is a real honor to the state of Pennsylvania.

Sunday and Holiday Spring.

Is it not Izaak Walton who tells of a river in Palestine that never flowed on Sunday? A strictly veracious story to match this is told in a recent number of the Proceedings of the Connecticut Society of Civil Engineers by Mr. Robert E. Horton. It appears that in the red sandstone of the Passaic valley there is a spring, located in a picnic ground, which formerly flowed perpetually. Its habits have changed, and it now flows only on Sundays and holidays. The mystery is easilyyaxplaiaed: A number or artesian wells were bored into the sandstone in tne vicinity of the spring to supply water to adjacent silk dyeing establishments. Except on Sundays and holidays, when the pumps are not running, the artesian slope is drawn below the level of the spring outlet and the spring ceases to flow. — Scientific American.

Quick Decline.

"I can remember when the Gadsbys were glad enough to have pork chops for dinner.” “That must have been about five years ago.” “Yes. And now Miss Gadsby has an attack of acute indigestion when sae dines without Champagne." -