Jasper County Democrat, Volume 8, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 February 1906 — Page 3

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WHEN BETTY SULKED

By DONALD ALLEN

“Ix>ok a-here, Betty Spooner, I should like to know what on earth has ailed you for the last two weeks. You’ve gone around actin’ as sulky as a coon with a sore foot, and you’ve got me*n father so upset we don’t know what’s goin’ to happen." It was the wife of Farmer Spooner and the mother of the eighteen-year-old Betty who spoke as above one morning while she was washing the dishes and Betty stood with her back to her in the open kitchen door. "Two weeks ago,” continued the mother, as she wiped a yellow platter, “you was singin’ around and walkin’ on your toes and plannin’ what was goin’ to happen when you and Reuben got married. Then all to once you begin to sulk, and from that time on nobody’s been able to say whether you had the toothache or the heartache. It’s my opinion that that barbed wire fence man who stayed here overnight

HE TOLD OF WAS, BATTLES AND PERSONAL ADVENTURES.

and bad so much gab to him brought about the change. I want to know what’s the matter.” “Nothing,” replied Betty. “I know better. In the first place, that fool of a fence man praised your hands and feet and eyes and got you stuck on yourself. In the next, yen had a quarrel with Reuben and he in’t spoke to him since.. In jhe. third, lf_yqji

j stbp~worryih’ me’n'paand airtfieresi I shall forget how old-you are and box your ears. Most girls when in trouble of any sort come to their mothers for advice. You’ve kept right away from me instead, and so I can’t tell what’s on your mind. Have you broken out with a rash or anything?” “Of course not.” “Got a boll?” “No.” “Pains or aches anywhere?” “No.” “Have pa or I said anything to hurt your feelin’s?” “Not at all. It's just that I—l don’t feel like singing and cutting up.” “Oh, I see," observed the mother as she finished the last plate and bung up the dish towel to dry. “Well, I can tell you one thing. If this keeps on much longer you’ll go to bed and drink quarts and quarts of lobelia tea and have horseradish drafts put to your feet. Pa wants apple dumplln’s for dinner, and I shall expect you to make ’em.” Reuben Warner had been Farmer Spooner’s hired man for a year. He was a young man of twenty-two and was always referred to as being as smart as a whip. He was a go ahead fellow, with a hundred dollars saved up, and be and Betty had been In love almost from first sight Outside of an occasional tiff the course of true love had run smooth until the barbed wire fence man appeared. He was a good talker and a boaster and a braggart. He told of war, battles and personal adventures until Reuben sat with his mouth open and Betty looked upon him as one of the heroes of the earth. His stay was only for the night, and Betty might have forgotten him by noon next day but for Reuben. His jealousy bad been excited, and next morning he had something to say about burglars and liars. Betty felt called upon to take the side of the man who had compared her eyes to the brightest of stars, and it didn’t take long to bring about a row. “If you were only half as brave and chivalrous as he is I should be proud of you,” announced Betty. “If I could lie once while be does ten times I could make you believe beeswax was honey,” replied Reuben. “You are jealous.” “And you are foolish.” “Mr. Warner!” “Miss Spooner!”

That was the way It began, and of course things grew worse Instead of better. Betty knew that her mother would support Reuben in saying that she was silly, and so she withheld her confidence, but at the same time she had something of a contempt for her fiance when she remembered that the only adventure of his life was in being run over by a yoke of oxen. Reuben went about trying to whistle and sing and make out that he did not care, while Betty was so quiet that her mother had cause to charge her with sulking. She made the apple dumplings that day, and she helped wipe the dinner dishes and get a custard under

way for supper, but after that she went off down to the barn to be alone and think. The mow had been filled with new hay, and she climbed a ladder and found a nest back against the end of the barn. There in the semi-twilight she not only thought all kinds of thoughts, mostly about Reuben, but sometimes she sighed and sometimes she gritted her teeth. In this way she succeeded in getting up considerable emotion and in tiring herself out, and by and by she fell asleep. One of her last thoughts was that Reuben was no chevalier, but only an old poke who would live and die without even falling down a well. When she awoke it was dark, and there was a grumbling of voices on the floor below her. Miss Betty had sulked and slept for hours. When she did not appear at the supper table she was supposed to be at a neighbor’s, and night fell without anybody being alarmed about her. At 8 o’clock Reuben started out to see her home, but stopped first at the barn to see to the horses. Ten minutes before he left the house the girl on the hay mow carefully dragged herself forward until she could hear what was being said below, and she soon made out that a gang of four or five tramps had slipped into the barn and was plotting robbery. Her heart began to beat in a way to choke her, and she couldn’t have cried out to save her life. She heard Reuben shut the kitchen door after him and w’histle as be came down the path, and she heard the tramps getting ready to attack him as he opened the door. It was only when the door swung open and a match was struck to light a lantern that Betty rolled over and over on the hay and managed to shriek out: “Oh, Reuben, look out! There are robbers here!”

There was a rush for the hired man. Thpre were shouts and oaths and blows from below and screams and shrieks and calls for help from above, but the battle was over before Farmer Spooner and his wife got there. Reuben had found n neck yoke at hand and gone In to break heads, and five tramps who had thought to find him an easy prey had gone down under his rain of blows and were doing a good deal of groaning and begging. “Land o’ massy, what was it?” asked the farmer and his wife in chorus. “I—l guess Betty’s up there,” replied Reuben as he looked upward. “Y-yes, I’m here,” humbly replied the girl. “And what have you been doin’ up there?” asked the mother. “Getting over the sulks.” “And have you got over ’em?” “I guess so.” “Then you come down here and quit actin’ like a goslin*. That fence man may have captured fifteen cannons in the last war, as he bragged about but Reuben has licked five monstrous big tramps without_goln’ away from home

or Tf That Hon’t make him one o’ them shevallers you are always talkin’ about then I don’t know pumpkin pie from gooseberry bushes.”

Dry Water.

“It has been so wet for the last three or four years,” remarked Truthful James, “that a good many people have forgot how dry it used to be. I remember one year when the Missouri river was dusty all the way down from Kansas City to the Mississippi. Of course the river was running all the while, but the water in it got so dry that it turned to dust and blew away. I took a boat down the river at that time, but it was so dusty on the boat that you couldn’t see the hind end of it when you was standing on the front end. It was a little the worst I ever see. My mouth got so much grit and dust in it that I could strike a match on the roof of it any time. One day the boat got stuck in fifteen feet of Missouri river water. It was so dry and dusty that the wheel couldn't turn. What did we do? Well, sir, we went out and hired a farmer to haul fresh well water for fifteen miles to mix with the river water until it was thin enough to run the boat through.”—Kansas City Journal. &>

Meaning of the Word “Omaha.”

The name “Omaha” bears testimony to the long journey of the people and reveals some of the causes brought about this breaking up into distinct tribes. It is composed of two words, which signify “going against the current," or up the stream. The Omahas were the people who went up the stream, while the Quapaws, their near of kin, went, as their name reveals, “with the current,” or down the stream. The traditions of both these peoples say that the parting occurred during a hunting expedition, each division finally settling in the lands whither they had wandered apart. This epochal hunt must have been centuries ago, for the Quapaws bore their descriptive name in 1540. being mentioned in the Portuguese narrative of De Soto's expedition as then living on the Arkansas river, where they dwelt until 1839, when they ceded their long occupied lands to the United States.

Scale For Men’s Hosiery.

The fact is not generally known that men’s hosiery measures In Inches from toe to heel the same number as the size. For example, size 8 is equivalent to eight Inches, and this standard rule applies with similar effect upon smaller or larger sizes. Half hose not so conforming in measurement is commercially regarded as Imperfect stock. The following fixed trade list of half hose sizes shows the corresponding sices of shoes if proper fit be desired: Six* of hose. size of shoes. W 6% or 6 or 7 U 8H or 9 Ulf 9% or 10 —New York Press.

FOR EXCHANGE,

Seven large lots and good small house, well and outbuildings, well located in Roachdale, Ind.; clear, valued at 11,700. and clear property in this city valued at $1,500. Will trade for land or merchandise. 142 acres pasture land, clear, in Monroe county, Ind., eight miles of Bloomington; want clear property or land here. 110 acre farm, well improved, in New York, owner wants property or land here. Two houses in Mathews, Ind., and $2,000 in cash for small farm; will assume some. 80 acres, black land. Improved; want Dakota land. Good hotel, doing good business, clear; price SSOOO. Also two good residence properties. clear; owner will trade either or all, and assume on good farm. Good flouring mill in good condition, clear; owner wants farm, will assume: 320 acres in Wichita county, Kan., clear, for land here; owner will assume or pay cash difference. 320 acres clear, in Kearney county, Kan., for land or town property, 20 acres improved, well located; sell cheap. We have on hand stocks of merchandise from $3,000 to SIO,OOO, hotels, flouring mills, livery stocks and town properties to trade for land. Write for what you want. G. F. MEYERS, Rensselaer, Ind.

Big Public Sale. Having rented my farm will sell at Public Sale at my farm 1 mile north of Alx, 8 mile, north of Rensselaer, on Thursday, Feb. 8, 1906, commencing at 10 a. m., sharp, the following personal property: 7 HEAD OF HORSES AND MULES—One Mare, in foal; Ispan of Mules;l Brown Mare; 1 Brown Horse; 2 last spring's Colts. 120 HEAD OF CATTLE—AII homebred, consisting of 60 head of coming 3 year old Steers, to be sold in car load lots; 35 head of coming 2 year old Steci s. in lots to suit purchaser; 20 head of Milch Cows, some fresh, all in calf; 1 pure bred Shorthorn Bull, eligible to registration, papers furnished. 53 HEAD OF HOGS—2S Brood Sows, inpig; 1 Sow and Pigs; 6 Poland China Boars; 2 fine bred Berkshire Boars, all eligible to register, old enough for service; 20 Shouts. 10 Bronze Turkey Toms. 12 Barred Plymouth Rock Cocks. 20 bushels of Seed Corn, 30 bushels of Buckwheat, 50 tons of Timothy Hay, 100 cords of seasoned Wood, 500 Posts. FARM IMPLEMENTS—Two Farm Wagons, 1 Binder, 1 Mower, 2 Riding Plows. 3 Cultivators, 1 Disc, 1 low down Seeder, 3 Walking Plows, 1 set of Blacksmith Tools, 1 Hay Derrick, 1 Corn Shelter, 2 sets of Work Harness, and other farm tools. TERMS:—A credit of 12 months will be given on sums over 95 without interest; all sums of 85 and under cash; 6 per cent off for cash. S. T. COMER & SON. Fbxd Phillips, Auctioneer. C. G. Spitlsk, Clerk. Hot Lunch Served by Ladles of the U. B. Church. Remember The Democrat office for job printing.

Nervous Worn-Out If you are in this condition, your nerve force is weak—the power is giving out, the organs of your body have “slowed up,” and do their work imperfectly. This failure to do the work required, clogs the systerii and brings distress and disease. When the nerves are weak the heart is unable to force the life-giving blood through your veins; the stomach fails to digest food; the kidneys lack power to filter impurities from the blood, and the poisonous waste remains in the system to breed disease. Nerve energy must be restored. Dr. Miles’ Nervine will do it, because it strengthens the nerves; it is a nerve medicine and tonic, that rebuilds the entire nervous system. “Several years ago I was all broken down. I was nervous, worn-out. could not sleep, and was in constant pain. I doctored for months, and finally the doctor said he could do nothing for me. I began taking Dr. Miles' Nervine, and used altogether eight bottles, and I became strong and healthy, and now weigh 170 pounds.” H. C. CUNNINGHAM, 108 Ellsworth Ave., Allegheny, Pa. Dr. Mlles’ Nervine Is sold by your druggist, who will guarantee that the first bottle will benefit. If It falls, he will refund your money. Miles Medical Co., Elkhart, Ind

FOR SALE OR TRADE, A five room cottage, small barn, located in Medaryville, Ind.; clear and in good repair; also team, wagon and harness. Will exchange for small farm or live stock and pay cash difference or assume. What have you? No commission. Frank W. Fisher, Tefft, Ind. R-F-D. Dr. Chas. Vick, Eye Specialist.! This is an age of Specialists. The ability to do one P‘ing and do it well is more to be commended and is of more benefit to Humanity than to do many things and none equal to the best. We limit our practice on the eye to the errors of refraction, of which we have made a special study for over thirty years. Office in C. H. Vick’s fruit store, next door to express office, Rensselaer, Ind.