Indianapolis Times, Volume 36, Number 87, Indianapolis, Marion County, 19 August 1924 — Page 8

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G. 0. P. THRONGS TO EVANSTON FOR DAWESCEREMONY Notables and Plain Voters Gather in Chicago Suburb for Notification, By United Press CHICAGO, Aug. 19.—Great and near-great Republicans assembled here today to join thousands of plain voters in an old-fashioned demonstration tonight when Charles G. Dawes receives official notification of his selection as vice presidential nominee on the Republican ticket. There will be a great parade, with many bands, banners and torches of red fire. Evanston, Chicago suburb and home of Dawes, was virtually buried under a mass of flags, bunting and banners. Managers of the demonstration expect a crowd of from 50,000 to 100,000 to gather on the wide grounds of the Dawes mansion, the adjacent street and on the large stretch of vacant land between the estate and the lake. Bands and Parade A score of bands and 10,000 or more marchers will parade through Evanston before the ceremonies get under way. Women from all parts of the country will participate under the leadership of Mrs. A. T. Hert, Kentucky, vice chairwoman of the Republican national committee. Among the noted politicians to take part in the affair are William M. Butler, chief of the national committee; Senator James Watson, Indiana; Senator Arthur Capper, Kansas; Governor Arthur M. Hyde, Missouri; “Uncle Joe” Cannon, patriarch of politics, and Frank W. Stearns, personal political advisor of President Coolidge. Gen. John J. Pershing, “buddy” of Dawes, expects to be here. Maj. Gen. James G. Harboard and Mrs. Harboard are already here. National Committeewomen from all parts of the country are on the list, which includes Mrs. Edgar B. Penny, Fullerton, Neb.; Mrs. John Gordon Battelle, Columbus. Ohio; Mrs. Charles H. Sabin, New Tork City; Mrs. Anna Wolcott Vaile. Denver; Mrs. W. C. Reid. Albuquerque, N. Mex., and Mrs. Harry H. Foster, Little Rock, Ark. Will Be Broadcasted An audience of several millions will hear the notification speech by Albert W. Jefferies of Omaha and Dawes’ speech of acceptance, Butler said. The ceremonies will be broadcasted so that radio fans all over the country may tune in and hear the speakers. Huge amplifiers have been installed to carry the voices of the speakers for blocks around the Dawes home. The ceremonies actually got under way at noon when the Hamilton SMOKERS! No More Stained Teeth Dull, spotty, dark or tobacco stained teeth can now be made flashing white, lustrous, clean—quick! This is through a new discovery. Bleachodent Combination. Consists of a mild, safe liquid which softens unsightly surface stains and a special paste which removes them. Perfected by two dentists of high standing. Safe to use. No effect on enamel. No matter how much you smoke—no matter how yellow your teeth may be. you will be amazed at results of first application. Say goodbye to stained teeth: Get Bleachodent Combination today at all good dealers such as Hook Drug Cos.. Haag Drug Cos.. Goldsmith Bros.. Henry Huder.

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Club gave a luncheon to Dawes, Butler and their distinguished guests. A tour of the city was on the program for the afternoon. Late this afternoon Dawes will give a dinner at his home for approximately 100 of the visitors.

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WJZ, New Tork (455 M.) and WGY, Schenectady (380 M.), 7:30 P. M. EST—Final broadcast of the New Tork Philharmonic Orchestra’s summer season. WFI, Philadelphia (395 M.), 7 P. M. EST—Richard Hageman conducting the Fairmont Park Symphony. WJAX, Clexeland (390 M.), 8 P. M. EST—The Cleveland Male Chorus. WMAQ, Chicago (447.5 M.) 8 P. M. CST—Notification of General Dawes as Republican vice presidential candidate. KPO, San Francisco (432 M.), 8 P. M. PCST—Spanish night. ‘DAVIS WINS’AT KIWAMTING Club's Picnic Rivals the Olympic Meet, “Davis” wins! That is the Kiwanis mule driven by O. B. lies by that name.' He won over “Coolidge” driven by Dwight Ritter who placed second, and “La Follette,” driven by Jack Quill, third, in a mule race Monday afternoon at the Kiwanis Club outing at Broad Ripple Park. More than 200 Kiwanians today are boasting of sore muscles and good times. Games and contests that rivaled the Olympic meet were on the program. Winners of the various events were: J. L. Avery, men’s clothespin contest; Dr. W. E. Pennington, fat men's race; Mrs. Charles Pettinger and Mrs. Charles Stewart, threelegged race; Miss Jennings and T. Barlow Hatfield, dancing; Mort Martin and Miss Mary Logsdon, relay race; Miss Alma J. McWhirter, fiftyyard dash; Tracy Ellis, M. Martin, men's three-legged dash; Dr. W. E. Pennington, Tom Ross, tilting contest; Mrs. Joseph Moeslein, women’s clothespin contest; Harry Kries, men’s dash; Lee Turner, swimming; Miss Norman Holly, swimming; Mrs. Eli Schloss. fat women’s race; Dr. Pennington, sack race: Miss Holly, women’s race, and Lloyd Galleher, boys' race.

Hoosier Briefs SHE Barcus in the Dicken3 story may have been willin', but Sam Barcus of Clinton wasn't. When Chester Stokesberry called on him to collect some money, Barcus beat him up. “Five and costs,” said Judge Bingham. Katydids may sing, but El wood reports even a better sign that fall is coming. “Uncle Joe” Jeffries was sen on the street wearing an oveicohL Raymond Fey of Greensburg looked up hastily and saw horses frisking and swerved his car into the ditch. Investigation showed the horses were on the other side of the fence. Fey says he’ll look closer next time.

jOBERT BEEKMAN, near Union Chapel, near Marion, *- ' says he’s 81 years, young, j Rises at 4 a. m. every morning and works on the farm until 9 a. m. George R. Blanton, widely known as "Sassafras George" Is dead at Lebanon. He peddled herbs for years Kokomo's four hundred were among those arrested in the police drive to enforce the stop order at boulevards. Among those arrested: A. E. Starbuck, Chick Nelson, J. O. Drinkwater, March Haynes and Denny Springer. Possession of a pair of racoon:, out of season cost Ross Moore, James Reider, and Rayijiond Johnson of Elwood $57 apiece. William Van Court, worker at Lafayette, didn’t move fast enough and was struck by a runaway tractor. His injuries are serious. The A. T. Davis sawmill at Seymour may dispose of a certain circular saw. Several weeks jhgo, the saw cut off part of the hand of Jesse Callahan. A second worker, Chester Wayt, 28, the other day, lost a thumb. Hens at Bloomington took a vacation in July, according to egg records kept by Walter Rogers, county agent. SHE saying: "May be down, but never out,” can be applied to this cow. It wa* struck by an auto driven by O. R. Emerson, prominent Brownstown druggist. After the accident the cow disappeared. Emerson found it under the machine. He pushed off the car and the animal walked off unhurt. The flivver was badly damaged. Joe W. Baden of Arcadia cut his hand badly when he knocked a prop from an upstairs window. Baden is considering window weights now. OLDEST WOMAN DIES Mrs. Caldwell, 101, to Be Buried at Lebanon. By United Pren LEBANON. Ind., Aug. 19.—Funeral services for Mrs. Margaret Jane Caldwell, 101 years old, and known as the oldest woman in the State, were being arranged here today. She was born in Virginia in 1823; came here In a covered wagon in early childhood and lived In a log cabin. Her eldest surviving son 5s SI and her youngest Is 66.

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BEGIN HERE TODAY The "Nervous Wreck." an eccentric young easterner, is driving Sally Morgan from her fathers ranch to the station when they run out of gasoline. At the point of a srun the Wreck takes live gallons from a passing car. hater they are held captive at a ranch along the way because Charlie McSween. the foreman, wants Sally for a cook. They discover that Mr. t'nderwood. the owner of the ranch, was in the oar which they held up. Sheriff Bob Wells. who is Sally's fiance, comes to the ranch to take charge of the ease. The Wreck notifies Sally. "How- long do you suppose he's going to stay?” asks Sally anxiously. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY u f_ 71 AVEN’T an idea. Not long, I guess, unless he's loafing _J on his job.” "Oh, Bob never loafs. He’s too active. He’s a real sheriff.” The Wreck was tired of hearing the sheriff’s virtues related, but he side-stepped an argument on the point. "Well, what are you going to do?” he asked. “Go out In he hills and hide?”' "No-o. We can't do that. But do we dare go up to the house?” “If we don’t who gets the supper?” "Oh, I suppose we do,” she said wearily. "But if Bob should happen to walk into the kitchen—” She finished it with a gesture. “He won’t. He’s busy with Underwood. Got to take a chance, anyhow.” "Yes; we’ve got to.” They walked hriskly to the house, praying that the sheriff would- stay somewhere around the front until they reached the kitchen. Sally did not breathe comfortably until she made certain that the kitchen was empty. The Wreck moved over "to the pantry door and bolted It. "Only one door to watch now,” Jje said. “Unbolt it, Henry. Suppose he comes In the other .way? I'm going through that pantry in one jump, And vice versa, if he comes in from the pantry. I’m not going to be bottled up.” He unbolted the door and Sally went nervously about the work of getting supper.

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

"You'd better be careful there's nobody in the living-room when you set the table,” she warned him. "Tak6 a good look first.” It happened there was nobody in the living room. As nearly as the Wreck could judge, the sheriff and Mr. Underwood were sitting out front. Every minute or so Sally went to a window that commanded a view of the corral to see whether the black horse was still there. It always was. She was overcoming her first dismay, and in place of it was growing angry.

“YOU’RE TO WAIT ON THE TABLE TONIGHT.” The old unreasoning resentment against Bob Wells was returning. It made no difference if he did not know who he was pursuing; from the standpoint of Sally it was no less unpleasant. Nor was she any too certain that he would abandon the chase if he knew, for he was conscientious to the leaning-backward point—a regular bull dog. He had g habit of talking about enforcing the law Impartially against all evildoers; he even boasted about It. She

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remembered when it seemed to sound very well; but that was before she had a posse on her trail. She wondered how far Bob Wells would really go, If he learned the truth. She was none too sure. When Charley McSween came in she jumped at the sound of his step and a fork clattered on the floor. "That’s company,” said Charley. "And it happens we've got company, ma’am. The sheriff of this sovereign and God-fearin' county has dropped in to get a little mite more information about these desperadoes that he’s expectin’ to exterminate. I just eased in to tell you he’s stayin’ to supper. Set another plate in the dinin’-room. Henry. He's goin’ to eat with the family.” “One more doesn’t make any difference,” said Sally with an effort at lightness. “It does with the sheriff, ma’am. He's a powerful eater. I've seen him work. He’s a powerful talker, too. He’s been workin’ up a real good appetite, talkin’ to Mr. Underwood. It seems he’s aimin’ to do great things in the line of makin’ the country safe for democracy. He's been tellin’ quite a lot about some of the things he has done already, and the samples is impressive. He’s got a posse down the road a piece, waitin’ foe developments. Tomorrow, as near as I can make out, they're going to raise hell among the wicked.” Sally winced inwardly. Charley was putting things In his own words, of course; but somehow it sounded strangely as If Bob Wells himself were talking. “So you’d best get plenty, ma’am,” concluded Charley, “for he sure has talked himself empty.” All of this brought a grin to the face of the Wreck, which Sally observed, but did not dare resent. But she turned to him abruptly when Charley went out, her mind filled with another thought. "If he stays for supper, that means you can’t wait on the table, Henry.” “I’m not kicking.” "Maybe not. But who’s going to take your -place? I can’t.” “I should say not. I guess we can get one of the boys.” Sally shook her head. She knew cowpunchers. “Timothyi” said the Wreck suddenly. "But. I wonder if he will," she mused. “He will; don’t worry.” "Have you been fighting with Timothy?” and she eyed him suspiciously. "Lord no! Timothy won't fight anybody. But he’ll wait on the table.” I

FRECKLES AND HLS FRIENDS—By BLOSSER

She knew that something had passed between the Wreck and Timothy. She might have guessed if she had counted the dishes. "There’ll have to be a,reason for it," she said. ’’You'll have to be sick. You'll have to go down to the bunkhouse and stay there. “And suppose this sheriff comes in while you’re up here alone?” "Oh, I can take care of myself.” He did not like the idea of leaving her to face possible consequences, but he could see that it might be necessary. It would take a real reason to avert any possible speculations in the mind of Charley McSween, who still had a way of reverting to the fact that Henry AVilli-uns was not “very strong,” and who always grinned faintly when he mentioned it. The Wreck found Timothy in the shed where they kept the big car. He was passing the time in grinding valves. There was a faint look of alarm in his eyes as he beheld the thrower of dishes. “You’re to wait on the table tonight,” said the Wreck bluntly. "Better go up to the kitchen now.” "Me wait on the table? I never did. I don’t know how. What for?” "Because I’m sick.” “You don’t look sick,’ said Timothy. "And you didn’t act sick a while back." "I’m sick,” repeated the Wreck. "How I look has nothing to do with it. It’s nerves. One of my spells is coming on. It was beginning this afternoon —just beginning, you understand?” The look that he gave Timothy bored him like an auger. "I tried to it off, but I couldn’t. It’s coming on again. It gets worse. If I don’t get to bed there’s no telling—” Timothy began wiping his hands on a ball of cotton waste. ‘‘l’ll wait on the table,” he said gloomily. "Only If I don’t do it right they haven't got any license to bawl me out. You better go get Into bed right away.” The Wreck went off to the bunk house, where he stretched himself on the blankets and tried to get interested in an old magazine. He felt like a man who had retreated under fire, but he knew there was nothing else to do. What worried him most was the possibility that Sally might face a crisis alone. If anything happened he wanted to be there. Sally did not find Timothy particularly deft, although he seemed to be willing enough, once she had an apron on him. She instructed him in some of the rudiments, and had him practicing at the kitchen table with lmaglary guests to be served.

OUT OUR WAY—By WILLIAMS

"It’s only for this evening, I’m sure," she said. “Henry is almos f certain to be better in the morning.” Timothy said he hopd so, because the boss was always fussy about how his meals were served, having lived in New York most of his life. Sally felt easier in mind when he reported that the family and the sheriff were at the table. It gave J her a breathing spell. She knew that Bob was not likely to get up from the table so long as there was anything more to be served. Eating, to him, was a pleasurable job of stoking, as she had learned from plenty of experience at the Bar-M. He was even slightly vain of his achievements as a trencherman; Charley had been entirely right about it. So she kept Timothy busy between kitchen and dining room, carrying things that made him so hungry to look at that he could scarcely wait for his own turn. In fact, he did not wait, for on one of his trips to the kitchen Sally observed that he was munching something. He brazenly admitted that he had been "snitching" a biscuit or two. "They look so good, ma’am," he said with an apologetic smile. And I’m pretty empty. Besides that, it gets on your nerves to hear ’em boosting- the food when all you’re supposed to do is carry it round.” Os course she could not be angry. "Who is boosting it?” she said. "The boss and the sheriff are both doing :t," said Timothy. "But you've got to admit they make good everything they say, by tl)e way they Uck Into it.” It did not surprise her to hear that 800 Wells was enjoying himself. What a joke It was! If he only knew! It was some satisfaction to know that you were doing a good job, even If you were conscripted for uchlngTorture Use Antiseptic. Liquid Zemo There is one remedy that seldom fails to stop itching torture and relieve skin lrriation, and that makes the skin soft, clear and healthy. Any druggist can supply you with Zemo, which generally overcomes skin diseases, Eczema, Itch, Pimples, Rashes, Blackheads, in most cases give way to Zemo. Frequently, minor blemishes disappear over Dight. Itching usually stops instantly. Zemo is a safe, antiseptic liquid, clean, easy to use and dependable. It costs only 35c; an extra large bottle, SI.OO. It is positively safe for tender, sensitive skins. Zemo Soap, 25c—Zemo Ointment, 50c.—Advertisement.

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Timothy kept her Informed of the progress of supper, and also made a report of the conversation. "It turns out,” he said, “that other parties beside us have beon getting held up. The country gets awful wild when you’re this far from New York.” (Continued in Our Next Issue) MRS. TRIECE RITES TODAY Funeral Se.-vices Held at Home of Husband’s Uncle. Funeml services for Mrs. Lottie Triece, 25, of 2018 Sherbrook Ave., who died Saturday at the Methodist Hospital, following an operation Thursday, was set for 2 p. m. today at the home of her husband’s uncle, C. B. Burlington, 1802 Park Ave.j Burial In Crown Hill Cemetery. * Mrs. Triece had lived in Indianapolis all her life. She had been married seven years. She Is survived by the husband, Guy a Triece; her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Henry S. Stille; a sister, Mrs. Mary Alexander, and a brother, Henry Stifle, all of Indianapolis.

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