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SENTIMENT FOR LA FOLLETTE SEEN IN WABASH VALLEY f - Republican County Chairman Quits —Democrat Refuses to Run, Bu Times Special LOGAXSPORT. Ind.. Sept. 1.—1.a Follette sentiment is cutting a furrow across northern Indiana, according to indications manifest in the farming communities and railroad centers of the upper Wabash River valley. La Follette strength in the big figure politically, in Logansport. Peru, Wabash, Huntington and Ft- Wayne and adjacent neighborhoods. Both major parties are feeling the strength of the progressive movement. and the standpat leaders, both Democrat Republican, are expressing fear of ingress of “Fighting Bob” and his scrappy running mate. Senator Wheeler. The recent resignation of James Barnes, Cass County Republican chairman, has caused a furore in Republican circles here. Although Barnes has offered no reason for his retirement, some friends believe he wishes an easy withdrawal from a ticklish religious situation which harasses both Republicans and Democrats throughout the county. Refuses to Run Democrats, too, are having their troubles as shown by the flat refusal of one Wabash County candidate to remain with his pprty. R. C. Hobbs, railroader, and nominee for the State legislature, has declared frankly he is a La Follette man and has refused to run on the Democratic ticket, according to reports. Hobbs has so notified William W. Croll, Democratic county chairman and candidate for the State senate. Croll Is also regarded as sympathetic with the La Follette boom. • La Fojlette sentiment is manifest among the farmers of Wabash and Miami Counties. Peru, the county seat of Miami, is a railroad center. According to the publisher of a Republican daily here, there is great chance for La Follette and Dr. Carleton M. McCulloch. Democratic candidate for Governor, carrying the district. F'alls to Indorse Jackson In Ft. Wayne, the Republican organ, the News-Sentinel has failed to date to mention favorably the candidacy of Ed Jackson, Republican candidate for Governor. The NewsSentinel was atv Ja kson ‘’primary and said many things 0 it the nominee it would be hard to take back now. Oscar Foelinger, publisher, a Watson man, was made a delegate-at-large to the Republican . national convention. Kian issue has stirred Ft. Wayne, with the Journal-Gazette Democratic newspaper, making a bitter fight against the hooded organization. In addition to the Kian Issue. Robert Buhler, attorney, who is said to have been disbarred, is a cai.di-

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Bi Timet Special mEMPLE, Texas. Sept. I. “Ma" Ferguson Is going to fox trot at her own inaugural ball. She hasn't danced for years. But she Is going to take time out from her campaigning just to practice up a bit, so she can trip it, off with "Jim” at her big party in the executive mansion at Austin next January. And who knows but what she will be wearing her hair bobbed when she walks up to take the oath of office? She hasn’t decided to do that yet. But, oh, well both her daughters wear their locks shorn. “Ma'' doesn't want folk to think she is too old-fashioned. She doesn’t think the world Is going to perdition because the younger set moves faster than her generation did. She Defends Flappers “These flappers may be silly," says the woman who most likely will be the Lone Star State's next Governor, “but so were we all.” "And It has been my observation that the post-war wife isn’t any different from any other wife. "The whole race of women, from flappers up, is moving fast these days. In a few generations, it is overcoming the handicap of hundreds of generations of repressed

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date for prosecutor on the Republican ticket. Is Klan’s Advisor Buhler, who is alleged to have been found guilty by a Jury accepting a bride while sitting as special judge in police court, is generally regarded as the Klan’s political advisor in Ft. Wayne. In HuntingtoiPCounty, La Follette workers are completing a poll, which although incomplete, flatters their first judgment of their strength. Throughout the upper Wabash valley, favorable mention is heard of Dr. McCulloch’s candidacy, both among Republicans and Democrats. Voters generally take the position on that he, as Governor, would inject progressive principles and honesty in State affairs. Hoosier Briefs OBOY paddling down White River made an excited report to Muncie police that he had seen a sea horse in the stream. Detective Goodpaster and Patrolman Reeves responded and found it -was only "Old Dobbin,” a horse owned by Otis Brooks, junk man, which had been turned loose on the hank to graze. f f . . . Bnjt McGeath, Hartford City, has confmned reports that “Jack-the-Peeper” Is at large. He surprised one peeping, hut too late to catch him. • • • Mi's. Mabel Funk has opened a tailor shop at Frankfort. She is the city’s first woman to do so. Ff 11 IREMEN had to wear gas masks when they responded to a fire at the home of Tom Brazell, at Clinton. A hair mattress was on fire. A formaldehyde candle too close to the bed, started the blaze. Clyde Copenhaver, Goshen, reports an unusual accident. He war struck by a fire hydrant. He was digging a ditch and dug too close to the hydrant. It toppled over. An Indianapolis man thought he had a real kick when he drove ir\tothe Columbus Buick Company at Columbus. “I’ve used twenty gallons of gas, driving down here,” he said. Garage mechanics found a hole In his gas tank. He bought cigars around. • • • Needham. near Shelbyville, thought it was being bombarded. It was only the explosion of an sir pressure tank In Martin Fisher garage. Jack Mohr, mechanic, saw the tank was about to let go, and broke speed records to safety. New London folks were recovering today from heavy eating. It was homecoming d*ty Sunday. NURSES ON DUTY Red CroM Has Tent at Fair for All Emergencies. Nurses of the Red Cross, Indianapolis chapter, will be on duty at all hours during the State Fair, at the Red Cross Hospital tent, north n i the Women’s Bldg. Dr. Robert T. Wagner will be In charge. Boy Se<*uta will assist the hospital unit. About 700 cases were taken care of during the fair week in 1923.

S women. "You don’t hear any longer: ‘Oh, ! she can’t do that. She’s Just a j woman.’ "Women ere accomplishing Just as great things as men nowadays. | Those who don't are slackers. Not "Mannish,” Either ”1 don’t mean to say a woman has to work outside her home. What I'm aiming at is she ought to make ! everything possible her oppor- | tunities. There’s no reason, at all, for her running around beseeching some man to do something she ought to do herself.” Yet Mrs. Miriam A. Ferguson is not a mannish woman. Essentially, she is the home-loving type. "When I’m Governor, I am going to take Just as good care of lour home as I 4 did when "Jim" was Governor, or any other time since we have been married.” “Ma” is an active civic worker, ; but not a clubwoman. She belongs to the Protestant Episcopal Church j —and that is all. Mrs. Ferguson’s opponents in the primaries set up the cry that if she | was nominated and elected her husI band, former Governor James E. Fer. giffeon, really would be the one who : would run the State’s affairs. "Ma,” ’ they Insisted, was neither by train- ; in S nor by predilection fitted to be ; Governor. But listen to what she j says: "Jim” Can Be Adviser ’’inero is a lot I do not know j about governmental affairs. But I • haven’t always been a poor observer. There time when I was called up to be adviser to ’Jim’ Ferguson. “Now I guess 'Jim* can be adviser to me. But I intend to do the I bossing.” “Ma” was frying chicken for Jim when the correspondent dropped around. But she wasn’t too busy to stop and talk for a few minutes. “My nomination,” she explained, “tells plainer than words what the people of Texas think of the KuKlux Klan. ‘Stripped of all its camouflage, every informed person knows the klan is based upon religious prejudice. And that’s one thing I simply will not j stand for.” If "Ma” practices what she preaches, Texas really ought to have jan interesting two year ahead. And ; the campaign slogan in the pri- , maries, "Me for Ma” may ring out j again in 1926, while the opposiiton’s * retort, "No Ma for Me; Too Much Pa,” may be laughed Into oblivion.

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BEtilV lIEKE TOIIAY The "Nervous Wreck," an erven trio young easterner, is driving Sally Morgan from her fathers ranch to the station' When ttiey run out of gasoline. At the point of a gun the Wreck takes five gallons from a paening car. Later Charlie McSween, foreman of a ranch a’ong the route, makes them cap tives because he wants Sally for a eook. It develops that Mr. Underwood, the owner of the ranch, was in the car which they held up. Sheriff Bob Wells Sally's fiance, is unwittingly searching the countryside for the “bandits" who held up Underwood. Sally and the Wreck finally escape from the ranch. They run Into a camp of real bandits and are again held captive. They arc left under the guard of one member of the gang—"Denvw.” by name. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Dr ENVER was watchful. Sitting across the campfire from the • two prisoners, he did not permit their least movement to go unnoticed. f And the rifle was always at his hand. The Wreck hoped that he might become drowsy; even an instant's nod would sufficient. But Denver was apparently a person who could dispense with sleep when he chose, and this was obviously one of the occasions. He was a blackhaired, saturnine person, apparently rather stupid, yet smart enough to devote- himself single-minded to the vigil that had been ordered by his chief. Sally and the Wreck mad® an effort to pass time In conversation, but they felt no freedom of speech in the presence of Denver, who listened but offered to take no part. His presence discouraged talk, particularly, as the one subject they wished to discuss—escape—was prohibited because of his inevitable eavesdropping. But they boggled along for awhile, half-heartedly, because there was nothing else to do, until a deep-toned rumbling noise interrupted Sally in the middle of a sentence. "Thunder,” she remarked, casually. “Wouldn’t wonder if we caught a storm.” ”Uh-uh,” said the Wreck, gloomily. He could imagine nothing' more uncomfortable than sitting there in a downpour. The camp did not even boast a tent. There was more rumbling from back in .the hills, and twice there

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were flashes in the black skies. Denver added a couple of sticks to the fire and huddled back again, still with the rifle between his knees. "I suppose we’ll get wet,” remarked Sally, In a resigned tone. "Well, there’s nothing on me that will get hurt.” “Let It rain.” said the Wreck. v m THE WRECK'S FINGERS HAD CLOSED ON THE STICK. There was a stirring of leaves on the topmost branches of the trees, followed by an atmospheric sluggishness that became oppressive. The lightning was growing more brilliant and frequent, while the noise from the skies was multiplying Itself. Just one more discomfort to be endured, the Wreck reflected: they seemed to have encountered nothing but bad luck since they left the Bar-M. A fresh roll of thunder, and. a second later Sally touched his arm. He glanced toward her ,and found that her eyes were watching Denver across the fire. “What?” he asked. “I didn’t say anything,” answered Sa’ly.

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There was a faint frown on h*r forehead which he interpreted as an order not to ask questions. Vet he knew there was something she wanted to say to him. She was stlil looking at Denver, and the Wreck ;iiso looked. The study brought him no enlightenment. Denver sat stolidly and watched them without interest. yet with a diligence that was admirable. Presently the Wreck’s attention wandered. More thunder and another touch of his arm. Saily was still staring at the man on the other side of the fire. What did she mean? The Wreck also fell to staring, although he tried to do it in an unobtrusive manner. Apparently it had something to do with Denver. An instant later he had a glimmer of understanding. There was a brilliant flash, then interval of three or four seconds, uien a deep bellow that echoed heavily through the woods. Denver's head twitched, his glance lifted Itself for an instant toward the tree tops, then he huddled back and glared again at his prisoners. The Wreck settled himself to watch. He had not long to wait. A vivid play of light in the skies, a series of rolling crashes. Denver’s head twitched again in involuntary accompaniment, his shoulders stirred and there was a restless movement of one hand. Once more his eyes sought the blackness overhead, only to wince when it was gashed with a white, irregular streak. Sally and the Wreck exchanged glances, the latter making a faint movement of his head, to signify that he understood. Denver was afraid of a thunderstorm. It seemed so absurd that for an instant the Wreck wanted to laugh. Stolid, insensitive to human contact, with a jaw fashioned perfectly for a heavyweight champion and a physique that matched it, Denver was the ideal bully and bad man. Habitually he wore an expression that told of his inurement to violence. Without fear, he would take his chances with a sheriff or anybody else. But he was afraid of thunder and lightning. The heavens crashed again, flaring in two different directions. Denver responded automatically, with a twitch that affected his whole body. The pair of watchers saw him tighten a quivering lip. He favored them with a look of defiant suspicion—a warning that they would better keep out of his private affairs. Sally turned her eyes upward. "It’s getting nearer every minute,” she told the Wreck. "Yes; we’re going to catch It.” "I only hope it rains, too,” said Sally. "The dry storms are the worst.”

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themselves in a sudden paroxysm and there was a dull agony In his eyes. "I can’t stand It!” he whined in a high falsetto. Suddenly he crossed his arms on his knees and burled his head, lie was sobbing. "Now!” whispered Sally. The Wreck's fingers had closed on | the split stick. He rose swiftly to I his hobbled feet, balanced himself, took aim and flung It furiously at Denver's head. Instantly he followed it, leaping clumsily across the fire and hurling himself on the huddled figure. Denver went over on his back and the Wreck clutched for his throat. "Grab his gun!” he cried to Sally. She was scrambling toward it when she saw him roll off the recumbent figure, hitch himself into a sitting posture and begin the task of untying his feet. "No hurry,” said the Wreck. "He's out cold. I don’t know whether it was the stick of wood, or whether he Just fainted. Get your feet loose before we do anything else.” Sally went to work at the cords that hobbled her. The Wreck cast a contemptuous glance at the flabby inert form of Denver, the bully. “The big simp!” he said, as he shook his feet free. “Oh, I don’t know," said Sally, working feverishly. “It's horrible when you’re afraid like that. You can't help it. I've seen ma when she was just as bad. And we had a cowpuncher once who was even worse, although he was a terrible fighter. And —” The bellowing storm obliterated the remainder of the sentence. As she stood up. free of her bonds, she shook her head, as though to throw off an unpleasant sensation. "You can say what you like,” she declared, "but It's a pretty mean storm, Just the same. I’m not claiming to enjoy it myself.” (Continued In Our Next Issue) NINE HURT IN CRASH Sedan Wrecked by Touring Car Near Jeffersonville. Bv Timet Special JEFFERSONVILLE, Ind., Sept 1. Mrs. Lida Chambers, 65, an Invalid, was seriously tnlured and eight ethers were hurt when their sedan was wrecked by a touring car, containing six colored persons. Those injured: Mrs. Chester Furgtson, Mrs. Laura Reese, 60, Mrs. Elizabeth Furgeson, 22, and Joe, 5, and Helen Furgeson, 6, and Mrs. Todd Garrett, 31, of Logansport, and her two children Elsie and Dorothy.

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