Greencastle Herald, Greencastle, Putnam County, 17 July 1920 — Page 2

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THE GRLENCASTLE HERALD

SATI RDAV JULY 17, 1920

HERALD

Entered ms Secor-d Ciaar 3iail rcatter at the Greencastle, led, j.cttc.'f.ce.

Ckarlee i. Arnold Proprietor PUBLISHED EVERY AFTERNOON Except Sunday at 17 and 19 S. Jackion Street, Greeccastle, Ind. TELEPHONE «5 (.arc* of Than**. Card* of Ttanka are chargeable at ■ rata of 60c each. Obitoar.ee. All obituar.et are chargeable at the rate of $1 for each otitt.ary. Addifeonal charge of 5c a l:t)e n made for ail poetry.

j-a.iiv-’S r-io-iifton Elma. Kit! ' Hon:-!"; M. |ilnnte<I '■! ■•ut ;!.* y< ;ir 17 !7 ha»< - hreu niuii- , *,..i ?,.[• : j 1 : tlit .‘f Kitilie t!,,. I-'i.ii -iix .-'.M iiiliMii ct \Vii«hiiiRt<>u. Tli'-.v uiiiy liiivc Ixvn «. x*. r m- r fwt n > • umfc: cn. i- durin? V\ushli.gton'-' lime. The Idea. "The Imi-k-r of the show complain* d th:ii hi* l ake was douch." “I e.up|H>*<“ ih«* »far gave him to iindiTsinnd ihul Is what iingel cuke geuerally turns out to be."

True (harity consists of opening the purse and keeping the face cloeed.

The self made man foreets to list himself when the assessor calls.

Comparative Cost Horse vs." Tractor It ha* recently come to oar attention that many farmers do not keep books. The writer recently asked a prominent farmer what it cost him to keep his horses a yea'. He said tha f he did not know and that he ne 'tr kept anv record tf costs. Where would any business man be in a short time if he did rot! eep books?

We have figured that it costs as follows to keep horse a year. Hay-3 ton at $30.00 $ 90.00 Grain-10 qts. per day (112 bu.) at $1. 112.50

$6.00

3.50

$12.50 $224.50 898.00

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Shoeing

Wear and tear on harness Depreciation on horse Total cost of upkeep on one horse For four horses

Did it ever occur to you just how much it is costing you to keep horses? Now look at the cost of the Fordson tractor that can easily do the work of four horses. Cost of fuel average season $100.00 Cost of repairs and one over-haul per year estimated 50.00 Depreciation on Trator estimated 100.00 Total $250.00 Cost of upkeep four horses 898.00 Cost of Upkeep Tractor 250.00 Saving by use of Tractor $648.00 Undoubtedly you will say that it is necessary for you to keep two horses at least. Alright, by keeping two horses you can save just onehalf the above amount. Go over the above figures carefully and see where we are wrong. If anything, we have the upkeep of the tractor high and the upkeep of a horse low. However we would like to have you check our figures carefully and tell us where we are wrong if possible.

COMPARATIVE COST HORSE VS. TRACTOR You might say fuel is high—it is and so is feed. Grain has increased in price about 226 percent against an increase in gas and kerosene of about 75 percent. Oil has increased bout 100 percent. From these figures, which is the cheapest? The tractor will plow, disc and drill your wheat, work on your roads, cut your grain and hay. The power pulley will fill your silos, run a threshing machine, run your dairy grind your feed, haul your logs, and a hundred other things. You would enjoy operating a Fordson, and when you are through at night, you will not need to bed it down or curry it off in the morning. With a tractor, it is a fact, you will make more money with less work. The Fordson Tractor delivered to you for $875. KING, MORRISON & FOSTER CREENCASTLE ROACHDALE CLOVEROALE

SUCH A MEMO RY

lX.wr.ght, Th« Srar.it A Mucaey Cou.pauji. By EDMUND STOVER |) APA MONTAGUE laid aaldr hia E evening pni^r took hie cigar from hii lips «ben Miss Audrey Montague, his seventeen year-old daughter. f*ept into the room, charming in a gown and hat fresh from the maker. "What do you thlr.li of the new rags, popaj ?” asked Audrey, parading up and down before him and performing various contortions, so that no detail of the ensemble would be lost “Pretty fine," commented Mr Montague. with paternal pride, although a thought of the bill soon to reach him flashed through hi* mind. Being the father of a Twentieth Century American Daughter, he was used to the gaff “Aren't these side-split* in the skirt stunning?*’ demanded Audrey, pirouetting to reveal the innovation ‘Aon don't mind n.y wearing the skirt that way, do you, papa? It’s so common now that it’s no longer considered daring." “ft eeems all right," agreed Papa Montague, after a CUBory downward glance "The fact 1*, the whole outfit i* attractive—girl and all. If 1 were a young fellow " "Oh, you dear old daddy!" exclaimed hi* daughter Impulsively, dropping into his lap and slipping both araaa around bla neck, while she bestowed a kies on each cheek. Then she disengaged bet self and stood before him at the proper ditrance to give the best effect to her subsequent emotions. “It only needs one thing to make It complete"—this with a plaintive note. “And wHat 1* that?" Mr. Montagne'a Inqnlrx betrayed alarm. "A new cloak to match. You see, papa. 1 couldn't go out In winter without a cloak, and if I wear my old one 1 might a* well not have the new gown ” Her father straightened sternly in hi* chair “So that's It, eh? Now see here. ycang lady this is the third dress and the second hat you're had since summer, if my data concerning mlllln cry bills are correct. And I am going to announce right now, in words of one syllable, easily understood, that they are the last new garments you will get this year'" "You’re always thinking about a few paltry dollars whi n it s a question of something 1 simply can't get along without," Miss Montague protested. In a whimpering tone. "If it were extravagance on my part I wouldn’t mind a bit, but I should think you conid see that I MUST have a cloak to match. You don’t seem to want me to look as well dressed as other girls.” ''Neyer mind the theatricals." commanded Papa Montague. Imxorably. "This Is one time you are not going to have your own way." Overcome by her sense of injustice, Audrey threw herself into a chair at the table and bowed her head upon ber arras Her father remained silent for a few moments, but symptomatic twinges In the region of the conscience begau to disturb him. Audrey executed a convulsion of the shoulders suggestive of a sob, and a sharper twinge caused him to give a nervous start He was beginning to consider some •ort of a compromise when Audrey sprang from the chair, her face suddenly radiant. “I’ve an idea, daddy! rhristmas is only a month off. and you always have such a time selecting my present. Suppose you give me the cloak now for a ytiistmas gift Wouldn't that be fina a.i roundT? ''Tlmt isn't suih & bad suggestion.” admitted Papa Montague, with an air of relief. "But are you sure you’d stand by the baigain end not feci slighted when Christmas arrives?” w hy, thi ideal of eotme i would!” “Then it's a go! You can order the cloak to-morrow- -but see that your mother goes along to do the pricing." Miss Audrey ignored the precautions after thought in her father's acquiescence. ly I ought to have an ostrich feather "You're Just the dearest old pop!" she exclaimed, rapturously. "And ie»lfor this hat. See.” She removed the dainty creation “If I only bad a plume to drape nround the front and eMe. instead of Ibis snide ribbon, rfbbon. wouldn't it be swell! You'll throw In the feather a* part of the Christina* present, wln’t you, papa?" "Yes. gebthe feather." said Mr. Monlaoue, rosinnedly, and again Audrey threw herself Into hi*lap and told Mm between klstg-e that she wmiMnft leads Mm for all the otlier popatos la the world. And indeed. As ChrUuna* neared he fait gait* pleased with tbo situation. It wad a relief to enter 1n*o tb« tbnaa sat»r,otas of ahs^Bng with owe UnporOrat ipembtr of bis family eneluded ftbin iwulRasn Ot gift e» lepUon Bui when (be day bnfore OhriAUnaa waood sod 4m had made the last iJkt+Olsd gasahaoe. there ram* the sad dsn oooeadaosDeat that sorhethlag Was atxiUa. "Tt woaidirt be right." he Mid himsett "Of course, the Vntkt (girl sepasis sfo salately woUrthg -efll the were vgaroo why I e Woo id eargeSs* her wfcb ansae trifle Hoots*er it rauet aePhe eqgflljr A bet of candy and a fliovs ufriespiosUsrK Mr. Montagu* retired oa Cbrtrtmee Erg well pleased with hi* entire eoHrOur, of the annual riddle Early the next mo ruing ha wss asraiewed hy a hubbub in the dlnlr. if-matn. Aedrey

f.-te of Some P ns. "It’s nn old q-if - on what becomes I of a!l the i .n?. ; nd 1 rro ’lun't unde;-*' ,;.ki lu c!l v. t.gt becomes of al! cl l < n ; t it.'' tn!d i- your. - woman wbc bad ju>t had her new spring coal fired. "J <an tell you what becomet of son e of item. "The fitter mes many pins in pinning up si-nnis. .She may carry about si'.ta her a big cushion stuck full ol pin*, handy to get at, or she may have s paper of fins hanging down from hei ) !t; and whin she fits she finds use for many pins. "She pins and pins and pins, and eometimes in reaching for a pin ol in pinning or in taking pins out rhe drop* one of them. She doesn't stop to pick that pin up, for that would be a waste of time and effort: she simply lets that pin be where it fell and reaches io her cushion or the pape« of pins that she carries for another; and ro in the coursve of a day the Boot of fining room* gets littered w.Ui pins. "Then does somebody Bt the end ot the day when they straighten vhingi j out pick up those pins and save them! No. It wouldo t pay. It would taks time to pick them up. and time, labor costs money. It is cheaper to bur new pins 'hsu It wonid be to pick and save ihe.se pins that have been dropped. 'So these dropped p!ns are not picked up. they are simply swept out with the test of the litter, and that it tbs last of them. There muet be bnn-d-eds of fitting rooms in New York and they would account for the disappearance of ft least a few thousand* of pins caily."—New York Sun.

MINERAL WOOL CLOTHINQ.

Scientist Says We Shall One Day Fmd Clothing Dirt Cheap. A famous scientist, whose specialty Is electricity, and who has given to the world many notable Invention*, now tells iu that we shall one day And clothing "dirt cheap," foe the reaso.i ibat the sources of mineral wool are practically inexhaustible, and a process Is nearing perfection b> which It will km rwbbed of Its "scrstchlnege." be spun, woven, dyed and wl'hal turned into the nattiest In'nd of garments. Mineral wool is produced hy turn Ing a Jet of steam through liquid slag from a furnace. Under the Influence of the steam, the hot slag Is blown Into flne. white threads Tt has beer i.sed as a nonconductor of heat, for covering steam and hot water pipes, for the most part. The scientist claims that it will make the finest of clothing for winter on account of its remarkable warmth, since It will retain the beat of the bodv thereby tending to keep a person » arm.

. The Policeman of the Toy Shop Commands You —to spend five happy days at your Junior Chautauqua. —to take part in all the new exciting games, every morning. —to hear the wonderful stories from the four corners of the earth, every afternoon. —to be one of the Merry Marionettes in the funny parade which is held the night before the Big Chautauqua opens. —to have lots of fun “dressing up" and “play acting." on the last afternoon of the Chautauqua—when the wonderful TOY SHOD PAGEANT will be given and all the grown-ups will be invited to come and see what a fine time you all have. —Come “very day and have a good time AT THE Community Chautauqua SEE YOUR LOCAL COMMITTEE FOR SEASON TICKETS

CERTIFIED CHECKS

CvrrngtiU TU« lr»uk A Mu.*** IXiuspMy. By WILLIAM SANORD ■fr’ENYON Btri'ed ,n Reck 011 * frof-i IV his motor-cycle trip through the Southern States with exactly four dollars and eighty cents in his ilothes. Wishing to cycle a bit over the fine roads, and still having four days of his vacation remaining, be bethought hlmsedf to dispose of all ready cash posed in an Inside pocket, and careluUy drew it forth. From this envelope h* drew two certified cheeks. They were payable to himself and were for twenty fire dollars each. Kenyon had filled them out and had them certified at bis own bank in Swansea, Massachusetts, in the very case that he should run short of ready caah. Now he patted the checks fondly, sighed in deep relief, and agreed wlih himself to ditspoee of all ready cash upon bla person ere slumber closed hts eyes, and to hike to the nearest bank in the mornlfcg and partly cash In. Being a young man who made tt a point of doing everything he agreed to. even when the agreement was made with himself, Kenyon made the present case no exception. He dined paid for hie room and breakfast at the hotel in advance, and put the bal ance of his cash into a theatre ticket and several mint jollpa As he passed Into slumber that night his face wore a smile of deep content, for the two certified checks were peeping at him from the envelope near by. The next day dawned fair and clear And Just cool enough to make motor cycling exhilarating. Kenyon enjoyed bis brei-ktast leisurely, also the news paper He noted that the stock he had been tipped off to buy two weeks be fore was down fifteen points, and credited himself mentaUy with the amount be bad saved by not investing He lighted a good cigar, smiled plea* sntly at the waiter Instead of giving him a Up. and passed out Into the sun shln«ri Two minutes later be presented himself^to the paying-teller at the I’eoples’ Accomodation Bank. “I would like.” he said casually, "to cosh a cer Ufied check. It's payable to myself.” As he spoke he tossed one of the checks carelessly through the opening into the teller's cage. The teller was a lean, lank Individ ual with a chronic expression of wearinet? He glanced at the check, where it had landed from the toss, and said in a voice befitting his expression: "Sorry, but you'll have to behave the name of one of our depositors on the check before we can do anything for you." Kenyon was visibly nettled. "But the check is certified," he replied quickly. "I had it certified myself If I knew one of your depositors well enough to have him put his name on my checks w hat the dickens would I want a certified check for? The logic of this remark failed to aUr any visible signs of interest in the celler’s face. Instead be asked: "Who are you?" "I’m Kirk Kenyon," that individual replied promptly. "And as I said, I had that check certified myself, and of course it’s clear that the money has already been deducted from my account. What have you to risk?" The teller carefully rested his elbow on the poll?lied woodwoik in front cf the steel grating. He slipped bis otiin into the palm of biis right hand and regarded Kenyon with a look which besjsAe neithi r love nor implicit trust. "In case,” he said, rather slowly,” that you do not fully understand why we cannot caah this check 1 will try to explain the natter to you. In the first place, for all we know, this cer-’ miration may be a forgery and the name fictitious. Kven allowing that there was such a person os the one whose name is signed to this check, and that he bad money in this bahk in Swansea, the check and certification might both be forgeries. In case the check was perfectly good, however, it might still have been found by ■omeone. or perhaps stolen. For this reason we could not even accept it fur collection, giving you a receipt, uadi we ensured ourselves 1Lwas good. Again, allowing that you ere Kirk Kenyon, and that you have an account at this bank, bow are we to know it? Kven U we did know it, and cashed the ebook, what assurance would we have that you didn’t go right across the street and telephone your bank to stop payment on the check? And finally, if we bad absolute assurance that you were perfectly honest and we cashed ibis check for you, and you ahould drop dead, and the bonk should hear about it before the check reached them, they would at once credit your account wlfh the twenty fire dollars and < aru ei the check. The whole thing is perfectly clear to you now. isn't tt?” The teller emlied a warped, automatic am lie "I think * said Kenyon, "that U you should cash the check 1 might drop dead. Cksar? Why, It's dear as mud." The teller's face annoyed him. and b« shined his gas* a bit and looked Into the smiling count* nan or of young Hilly Baxter, whom be bmd defeated in the finals of the open tennis taornahent Simultaneously two strong right hands gripped each oilier "Ureal •neo. old chap!" aaclaimed Kenyan, *T knew you were located somewhere out this way, but dm exactly where. What are you doing"* "Woiking in this bank." answered Baxter. "Just been out on an errand Yfii see, it’s p sort ef family bank.

* The Stories cf l ^ Famous Novels I Cy Albert Payscn Tcrhune ■’ > i . * 1 * m 11 n n-w i > ♦ rni-nri-K-i | 23,000 LEAGUES UNDER THE SEA Ey Jules Verne Copyright, 1SU. •» The Tiers Puh’lshIng Co. America and Kurope were terrorized In lM>e by a horrible sea monster that scourged the waters, traveling at in credible speed and sinking ship after (hip. No on* had bad more than a Heeling glimpse of the creature. It was reported larger than the largest whale, phosphorescent at night and armed with an ivory tusk or sword that could cleave the hull of an armored ship as easily as It could tear paper. Many vessels had been sunk by the monster and others had had narrow escapes. So at last the powers fitted out expeditions to find any destroy this aquatic j demon. The United States equipped the fastest frigate, the Abraham Lincoln. and sent her, under Captain Karragut, to scour the Pacific in search of the creature. Ned l.and, most expert hsrpoociat of his cloy, was aboard the frigate. So were Pierre Arronax. a famous Franc h naturalist and tbo latter's servant, Conseil. J For weeks the Abraham Lincoln I hunted in vain. At last one night, off the coast of Japan, Ned Land spied a luminous object swimming near the surface of the water and drawing rapidly closer to the frigate. Around and around the \essel swirled the monster at lightning speed. Then it vanished. At dawn it reappeared and dashed furiously at the frigate. As It approached Ned l.and hurled his harpoon. The weapon smote harmlessly against a hard surface. Then came a tremendous shock aa Uie monster struc k the frigate amidshlp. Arronax, his servant and Ned Land were knocked off the deck by this Impact and into the ocean. They fell atop the mom step's exposed oack. Then they discovered it was no sea animal at all to whose back they were slinging, but a submarine vessel. A trap door Hew open and masked men dragged the three refugees down Into the interior of the submarine. The door was closed and the submarine plunged toward the bottom of the deep. The prisoners found themselves In a vexitable palace- marvelously furnished, lighted by electricity and full of priceless treasures. A tail, pale

tne strange rratt. ne cunouw .. self as "f'aptnin Nc n.o," and told tl'.e prisoners his submarine was “The Nautilus.” devised ami built hy himself. He offeree! the three fugitives tl . :r choic e between instant death iind submi.-slon to his orders. They c he se the latter, while secretly vowing that they would escape at the very first chance. But escape seemed out of the question. For, on the rare times that the Nautilus neared a port or a pausing ship they were always locked In their cebins. Nemo told a little of bis life story He I nd been cruel!y wronged by fate and by !liu fellow men. And he hail ▼ owed vengeance on the whole wor d He’-”’ in inventive genius, he had macie the submarine on a desert Island, had equipped it fer speed and for battle, and had set 1 Ji to destroy every ship he could find. On his present cruise he allowed Arronr.x the wonders of the deep. He took him to the South Pole mid through a subterranean channel from the Mediterranean to the Red Sea (the Suez ('aiial was still a thing of t!t* future 1, and to every strange quarter of the earth. He eien gave his guests queer diving suits and took them hunting in submarine forests. And he showed Arronax a cemetery at the very bottom of the ocean where such members of the Nautilus crew as died we re burieu For sixty thousand miles in all the prboneri wandered in the waters beneath the surface of many oceanTi e culmination of the trip wa? a naval battle in which the submarine sank a warship. At last the captives bit on a means of escape. As they were cruising oT the Labrador coast they managed to get po?*es!on of the Nautilus’ only boat. Just then the submarine struck a maelstrom and wa» swept around, helpless, iu the whirlpool's grip Arronax, with this servant and Ned Land, got aboard the little boat and w ere curried safely to shore. Arronax thus ends his tale of the weird exper. enoe. “It may be believed or not, but I know that I have made a journey of 20,000 leagues under the sea. Dots the Nautilus still exist? Is ( apt. Nemo still alive?" (NOTE—When "Twenty Thousand I.eagues Under the Sea” was published in 1S7J submarine vessels were unknown. So was the perfected use of electricity for lighting and for motive power The book was thus, in a way, prophetic, its "miracles" are. for the most part, present day facts, ('apt. "Nemo" appears in more than one of Jules Verne's novels. The word •‘Nemo” is Latin for "Nobody,"^

ONE MILLION Seven Hundred Thousand Dollar Bankjand Trust Company in Greencastie under ihe supervision of the United States Government and the State of Indiana. We pay you interest on all your surplus money while you are waiting for a bargain. TFTe Central National Bank And Central Trust Comp’y mbombm aaol

High School Auditorium Saturday, July 17th Margarita Fisher In a delightful Comedy-Drama ^Impossible Susan 1 ’ You will like this story of the heroism of a {irl in her early teens Billy Rhodes In a rollicking, funny, one act comedy NEXT WEEK: William Farnum in “The Adventurer”

Two Shows: 7:00 and 8:30

Admission 15c