Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 130, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 18 June 1917 — Page 3

Larry Intervenes

By Alice E. Ives

(Copyright, 1917, by W. G. Chapman.) Larry Graves had always been having accidents during the span of his twenty-eight years, but as he always escaped without being maimed for life, one more didn’t seem to count in the scheme of things. So when he opened his eyes in a room with a sewing machine, a work basket, and “women’s fixin’s,” he Ifegan to try to account for his unusual surroundings. He remembered spinning along through a very pretty country road in a hired automobile, then another car darted at him around a corner, there was a terrific Impact, and his mental machinery stopped working. He now became conscious that a kindly faced elderly woman, rather short and stout, was looking at him. “Did I come through the window?” he asked. “No; but you were thrown clear over the fence into the garden,” she answered. “What did I spoil?” “Nothing but a few onions.” He sniffed with a realizing sense of her truthfulness. “I’m glad it wasn’t the cabbages.” “Why?” he queried. “Because they would have been so much harder to fall on.” He smiled gratefully, “But I am glad you weren’t killed.” “That’s kind,” he said. “I supposed it wouldn’t concern anyone around here but me.” * “What is it?” she asked, seeing his face twist with pain. “There’s something wrong with this foot.” “Yes, the shoe is nearly torn off. Keep as quiet as you can. Ruth has

"We Are So Glad You Weren’t Killed.”

gone to the nearest place to telephone for the doctor.” “What became of the fellow driving the machine?” “Oh, he wasn’t so badly hurt but he could go back to town .in the other man’s car; but we thought you ought to be brought in here.” Someone ran quickly up the steps, and a young girl entered the room. “Mother, Doctor Cary will be here In a few minutes. Oh,” she added, seeing the patient looking at her. “we ■are so glad you weren’t killed.” Apparently a kindly feeling ran In Ithe family, and Graves felt it incumbent on him to express his-thanks. The doctor found that the foot had been badly twisted, and one of the small bones broken; he could not tell yet but that there might be Internal Injuries, and he told Mrs. Fenness if >she could manage to look after the ,young man for a few days it would be -much better than to try to move him |just then. Mrs. Fenness could and I would. Ruth was a bit shy at first about being alone with the stranger, when her mother was obliged, sometimes to ileave him in her care. She had never ■had a brother, her father Jutd died Iwhen she was a little child, and the jtwo women had lived alone. It was |fhe first time she had seen a man as |an Inmate of their little home, though |she was nearly twenty years old,'and (had been teaching the village school for two years. It was the summer va■cation now, and she had time to help .her mother. Larry Graves, with the usual unreasonableness of a convalescent, seemed to require mote and more of her attention. Whether this was assumed with an ulterior motive wiil -never be known, but Ruth, gentle and deft of touch, made a good nurse, and stranger still began to delight in her work. Her patient was now so improved, they held long conversations. Then one day something struck cold at her heart. What should she do when he went a Way? “Do you kuqw a man around here

named Laskey—George Laskey?” he asked, one morning. “Yes,” she said, pausing. “I wish I didn’t.” “Why?” he questioned. He is pushing us hard about some money we owe him. You see our little income stopped for a while through the dishonesty of a man, there had to be a lawsuit and a good deal of money paid out to get what belonged to us. Mother tried to sell some mining shares to Mr. Laskey, but he said they were worthless, and insisted on taking a mortgage on this place. We’ve kept up the Interest, but now the time Is up. he won't renew themortgage, and we can’t possibly pay It just now."

“How much Is it?” he asked. “Five hundred dollars.” “Do you mean that that old skinflint is pushing you for that little amount? Why, he has oodles of money.” “Yes,” assented Ruth, “but that doesn’t seem to make any difference.” “I came out here to attend to some law business for that man. You see that’s my trade,” he smiled into Ruth’s astonished eyes, “and I wish you could get a message to him from me. I want him to call.” Ruth and her mother both had something of a chill when Mr. Laskey stood at the door, but he was promptly ushered into the patient’s room, and left alone with him. , They were not to escape, as they had hoped When the interview was over he sought them in the living room. “I don’t know as you know that’s my nephew,” he said, Both women disclaimed the knowledge with great surprise. “No wonder he didn’t want to be known. He ain’t much credit to himself, nor anybody connected with him. Time was when I would have made something of him. I meant to leave him all my money. But not one penny does he get now. You’d better not believe anything he says.” After he had gone, both sat silent. Then Mrs. Fenness, with a sigh, said: “My, isn’t that too bad!” “It isn’t true!” flared up Ruth. “I’d (believe Mr. Graves every time before him.”

With this faith In her heart Ruth said nothing to the young man of what had passed. That evening Graves told her he would take up the mortgage, and let her have the SSOO to pay off Laskey. Ruth tried to stammer out her gratitude, and called her mother in consultation. Then Graves wrote a check for SSOO, and handed It to the still amazed elder woman, “Now,” said Graves. “I want to give you a bit of advice. Pay off this man, but don’t sell the place to him or anyone till you consult me. Do you know why he wanted to see me? A new railroad is coming through here. All this property is going to double in value. He wants to get it in his hands. He wanted me, too, to use some little influence I have with two of the princiclpal men in the new company about the location of the station. He’s just furious because I wouldn’t fall in with his schemes. Now you hold' on to your home. I’m not in any hurry about the money.” A few days after he said to Mrs. Fenness: “There’s one thing I’ve got to hurry you about. That’s your consent to let me marry Ruth.” “But Ruth —” stammered the mother. Then a pair of arms came around her neck, and a voice smothered against her breast whispered: “I love him.”

DESTROY ANTS WITH CANNON

That Method Has Been Proved In Tropical Countries to Get the Best Results. It is hard to imagine big guns killIng anything except men and horses. In South Africa and other tropical countries, however, they are used to kill ants —the termites, or warrior ants. These ants are as highly organized as the Huns: They live in a republic of their own, and are divided into classes of workmen, soldiers, and queens. The workmen construct the huge nests, the soldiers defend them and keep order, and the females, or queens, are cared for by all the others. The ant heaps of these particular ants are often 20 feet high and pyramidal in shape- Cattle climb upon them without crushing them. A dozen men can find shelter in some of their chambers, and native lie in wait inside them when out after wild animals—after the nests have been deserted, of course. The ants construct galleries which are as wide as the bore of a large cannon, ahd which run 3 feet to 4 feet underground.—lf.Ave. .built houses as big in proportion a working man would live in a dwelling as big as a pyramid of Egypt. ■ ' ——- These ants are frightfully destrue tive, and the only Way to kill them ofi is to blow them and their nests to pieces with guns -.loaded -with grapeshot. _

Cruel and Unusual Fun.

A burly man arose in a train that was passing into Kansas from Kansas City, Mo. “Gentlemen,” he proclaimed, “I am in the aisle so that I can search Ahem.” Visions of a jail sentence for having liquor in his possession flashed through the mind of a passenger half way down the car. Convulsively he’’ threw his grip out B of the window, and’ sat back, a nervous and thirsty man.' When he found that the “sheriff” was only a traveling salesman having fun" with evaders of the bone dry law, his nervousness grew upon him and his thirst became a thirst for blood.—Boaton Transcrint.

THE EVENING REPUBLICAN, RENSSELAER, IND.

Tadmor in the Wilderness

IN the East, the eyes of Europe have been centered on Bagdad. For myself, the big event recalls a small personal experience, a visit I paid some years ago to the city of the Caliphs, via Damascus and Palmyra, says a writer in the London Graphic. Except for the caravans that halt there on their way to Bagdad, Palmyra has but few visitors. The journey there entails many difficulties and dangers; but we were anxious to see this city, “noble in situation, in wealth, in sunshine and pleasant waters,” as Pliny calls it, and, having made all necessary arrangements for a camp and escort of soldiers, we started early one morning from Damascus by the road which is still called the Zenobian Way. Palmyra, or “Tadmor in the Wilderness,” was built by Solomon, as we read in the Book of Kings, and there can be little doubt that the ruins now before us occupy the site, as they bear the name of the city founded by the great King of Israel. But it is to a woman —Zenobia, the Queen of the East—that Palmyra owes its high position in the annals of antiquity. The virtue, the wisdom, and the heroic spirit of that extraordinary woman have never been surpassed. Her end was tragic: the Romans invaded her country in 270, defeated her, and carried her a prisoner to Rome — there, covered with jewels, she was led by a golden chain along the Via Sacra,

in front of the triumphant Aurelian, whilst all Romp looked on and gloated. over the downfall of the great Eastern queen. To return to our journey. About half-way between Karyatein and Palmyra we stopped for lunch at Kasr-el-Her, an immense Roman tower or barracks. On it the Arab has inscribed many “wusms,” or tribal marks; so that it has become a kind of standard by which the brands on camels strayed or stolen might be identified. Warning Off the Bedouins. That night our camp was pitched at Ein-el-Beda (the white fountain), right in the middle of the desert In the stillness of the night I was suddenly startled by hearing a man shouting at the top of his voice. Possibly the Bedouins were attacking us! Joseph, our dragoman, soon reassured me. It was the usual anouncement warning Bedouins who might be roaming about not to come near the camp. “To everyone who hears my voice, the people who are camping here are not merchants, or people carrying money, that you should come near them, and whoever comes near, them it will be hisown fault; soldiers are guarding them, and they have no other way of punishing you but with a bullet.” Three times in the night isthis waming repeated, and they calculate that it cair be heard a mile off. Next day we reached Palmyra; the entrance is guarded by mortuary towers, the “house of eternity” of the Palmyrene, of which there are only a couple of dozen remaining of the original one hundred and fifty. Skirting the tombs, we bore to the right, and there below in the plain, “within a square mile of fawn-colored earth lay the city in all its beauty, and in all its sadness.” The most striking feature is the long colonnade stretching from the base of the Cashe Hill up to the Triple or Triumphal Arch at the eastern end, facing the mighty temple of the sun. Beyond l»the Arabian desert, and there, on the borders, one solitary column seema.to point towards the Euphrates and Persia, the loneliest and saddest thing in all Palmyra. Originally there were four rows of columns, about fifteen hundred in all, but only one hundred and fifty remain. The chief pieces of sculpture tad 4

been put into the barracks out of harm’s way: one is a very fine torso of the God of Wine holding a drinking Cup, and another impart of a sarcophagus with four heads on It. Near the colonnade lying in a mingled heap were some beautiful specimens of cornices and capitals. The modern village is built of miserable mud huts inside the Temple of the Sun, and much disfigures it; but this is of little concern to the Bedouin. Should the spirit of Zenobia still haunt her ruined city, one can imagine her standing beside the lonely column, watching the steady advance of the British troops across the Arabian desert, and inviting them to halt and be refreshed at her springs, and then speeding them on to the fertile lands beyond; there they can hope for a warm welcome from the Syrian people, who have long wished toll veinpeace and freedom under British rule.

IDENTIFIED BY SIGNET RING

THE TRIPLE ARCH OF TRIUMPH

Wearer Convinced Particular Paying Teller He Was Man Entitled to - Cash Money Order. Before the receiver can cash a postal money order he must submit proof to the paying teller that he is the proper person to whom the money should be paid. The paying tellers are very particular about the kind of evi-

dence they will accept, for they are responsible for all the ffiQney ,pai<l out. Some paying tellers are more particular than others. Thus some of them are willing to accept personal letters and cardo for identification purposes. But there are others. For instance, a man presented an order recently calling for $2.50. It was only a small amount, of course, but the paying teller was very particular. First he asked the man his name and the amount the order called for. When these questions had been answered he asked the bearer if he had any letters. Some were shown him. Then he wanted to know if the bearer could produce any-cards with his name on them. These were shown, but the teller w’as still doubtful. “Let me see that signet ring on your finger, please,” he said. The wearer held up his finger so the teller could read the initials. It took the latter a minute or so to decipher the monogram, but this seemed to convince him that , the wearer was the person he. represented himself to be, for he immediately wrote out an order on the cashier for the amount of the money order. 2

New York’s Barge Canal.

New York’s barge canal promises to be invaluable as a means of cheap freight transportation and also to stimulate other interests. Syracuse will have a barge canal terminal and the city is considering the construction of a belt line railroad to accommodate the traffic to and from rail to water routes. This is significant as to what is likely to follow the opening of the barge canal and operation at full capacity. The movement is also suggestive of the close relations that may be established between railroad and canal. The old idea of uncompromising hostility has been exploded, declares the Troy Times, Each can make uss of the other in developing traffic that will represent valuable service to the public, and the outcome will be expansion of freight-carrying facilities to meet jthe requirements of a country hi which industrial progress, great as it has been, is alight compared with what Is to. come.

IF ONLY WE COULD

Have teeth like'the girl in the toothpowder adS; -'Enjoy a smoke as much as the man In the tobacco ads; Be as warm as the family in the steam-radiator ads; Find what we want as quickly as the man in the filing cabinet ads; Step as spryly as the man in the rubber-heel ads: . Shave as smoothly as the man in the shaving-soap ads; Have as fine a complexion as the girl In the face-cream ads; Subscribe for a magazine as clever as the next number is always going to be; Travel as comfortably as the people “In the steamship ads; And be promoted as rapidly as the man in the correspondence-school ads. What a wonderful world this would be I—Puck.

ACTIVITIES OF WOMEN

London pays its policewomen $6 per week. Texas now pays pensions to dependent mothers with children. Nearly all of England’s farming will be done by women this year. Mrs. Teodora Zavilla is the foremost rice farmer in the Philippines. Miss Edith Rosecrans has been appointed attorney for Blairstown, N. J. Women outnumber the men in seeking enlistments “in the United States navy. Twenty-five American women are acting as ambulance drivers in Salonlki. Mlle. Jeanne Tardy has been appointed as an attache of the French ministry of finance.

ROUGH STUFF

Killing time. Roasting a friend. Hanging a picture. Ripping out an oath. Jumping onto an offender. Choking off a phonograph. Knocking a public man. Smashing a record. Hitting the high places. Mashing a young woman. Breaking into a dance. Cutting an acquaintance.

WARTIME PROVERBS

' Waste not, want not. > Cherish thy parings. H. C. of L. is the whine of life. A word to the wives is: “Efficient." If the shoe fits, keep on wearing it Better no garbage can than a fall one. A fool and his garden are soon parted. “ ~ It’s a wise father that owns his own crop. Beauty is less than skin deep—in a potato. A full dinner pail, but leave room for the cover. . / “He becometh poor that dealeth with a-Blaeklutnd? r - Bread, scattered from the door, is the chaff of life. _ *. - . Bread cast upon the oven will return as cottage pudding. ■ --- — — / What comes up must stay up—if it’s fenced from the chicks. Eat to live; the grocer needs an eight-hour day for a change. —

Weigh the groceries coming in and they’ll find the way harder out, • When prosperity flies in at the window, garbage slips out at the door. A tempest in a teapot costs even less, but it doesn’t go so far as a stew la a kettle. • ' . Cherish thy father and thy mother; likewise thy knife —and use it prudently. What matters though the luscious tomato be neither fish nor flesh nor fowl?

Temperance Notes

(Conducted by the National Woman’: Christian Temperance Union.)

THE w: C, T. U. “PREPARED." The Woman’s Christian Temper-* ance union, like other patriotic wom-t an’s- societies,has —made- quick re-» sponse to the country’s call. As am organization it is in a permanent stater of “preparedness"—its machinery: splendidly equipped for national crises. Every state" and territory is thoroughly organized. Twenty thousand, local units, aggregating near half a million women, spring to action at the touch of the button at national headquarters. For 35 years the W. C. T. U. has* had a department of work among soldiers and sailors which has beem in close touch with the federal war department. Its superintendent, Mrs. Ella H. Thacher, Washington, D. C., through her associates tn the state and. local unions, already has emergency plans well under way. These Include welfare work at training camps and mobilization centers, the supplying of electric fans and delicacies to army hospitals, the serving of coffee and doughnuts or cake and lemonade to> soldiers and marines as they entrain, etc. Another department —that of general relief work—is ready to extend' its services and, if demand comes, will issue detailed plans. Both these departments are to be standardized by ■Red Cross rules.

“The W. C. T. U. members who will! most promptly and enthusiastically respond to the official plans for emergency service will be those who for many years have ardently advocated International peace,” said Mrs. Anna A. Gordon, national president. “They believe It Is now our duty to sufferto unite with the nation in defending the principles of Christian civilization, and thus to answer patriotism’s call.” It goes without saying that the Woman’s Christian Temperance union will use all its influence to secure the enactment of a nationwide prohibition law as a war measure. .. ■■■-<—

LOOKING PROHIBITIONWARD. The government of Peru is planning for nationwide prohibition. “Strict laws are to be passed forbidding the making or the importation of drinks containing more than one and one-half of one per cent of alcohol,” says Mr. Porflrlo Adan of Lima, as quoted by the Christian Science Monitor. “Eventually these also will be eliminated, and the government is even now menting with the production of nonalcoholic drinks which gradually can be substituted for the harmful drinks. It Is estimated that nearly 75 per cent of the adult population of the republic, both men and women, are addicted to alcoholic drinks." One step In the movement was an offer by the government of SSOO for the best temperance text-book to be used In the public schools.

FREE FROM SALOON DOMINANCE. Mr. Otto F. Thum, first president of the Colorado Federation of Labor, says that prohibition has strengthened organized labor in that state, and it is in better condition than ever before. “In Denver,” said Mr. Thum, “we have been for many years trying to get the boys to build a labor temple, but were always thrown down by a sinister influence —the saloons. We have 108 unions in Denver and they meet in twenty-eight different buildings. The saloons saw to it that we were not bunched in a labor temple. But now that we are well rid of the saloons we are able to get together, and in very short time we will have a labor temple to cost about $25,000.”

A DANGEROUS CHEMICAL. If a flagon of alcohol were offered to a student of pharmacology to test as a curiosity, and he applied the standard methods of physiological experiment to it, he could but come to the conclusion that he was dealing with a more dangerous chemical than any now available in the whole range of materia medlca, not second to opium or its derivatives as a destroyer of character, a disturber of function and a degenerator of tissue, and he would be quite justified in advising the prohibition of its manufacture and use as a beverage.—Dr. Haven Emerson, Health Commissioner, New York City.

WHICH SHALL WE HEED? Cry of the wets: S. O. 8. —“Save Our Saloons.” ■ ■ - - ' Drys reply: S. O. S—“ Save Our Sons.” ,' Wets: S. O. D. —“Save Our Dollars.” Dtvs: 8. O. D. —“Save Our Daughters.” Wets (sobbingly) : S. O. B— “ Save Our Business.” Drys: S. O. B. —“Save Our Babies.” WHO DRINKS THE BEEN? “Probably nine-tenths of the beer is consumed by the adult male population in urban communities,” said President Edward A. Schmidt of the United States Brewers’ association, speaking to the convention in New Orleans. Inadvertently, in this statement President Schmidt admitted that nine tenths of the beer is consumed in censed territory. AS DEBAUCHING AS ALCOHOL. Beware of drink-manufactured “Diets