Jasper County Democrat, Volume 9, Number 35, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 December 1906 — Page 7

TO THE PUBLIC. 3; Having the handling of a large amount of money, and being anxious to plaoe the same on good farm security, we are in a position to borrowers, this money, at 5 per cent interest, per cent interest and 6 per cent interest, in sums of SSOO and upwards, no delay, Loans may run from two to ten years, with partial payment privileges at interest-paying times. A very small commission will be charged borrowers, in proportion to size of the loan. Can mak these loans in Jasper and adjoining counties. Write us or call at our office over First National Bank. Baughman & Williams.

Heart Strength Heart Strength, or Heart Weakness, means Nem Strength, or Nerve Weakness—nothing more. Positively. not one weak heart In a hundred is. in itself. actually diseased. It is almost always a bidden tiny little nerve that really is all at fault. This obscure nerve—the Cardiac, or Heart Nerve —simply needs, and must have, more power, more Stability, more controlling, more governing strength. Without that the Heart must continue to fail, and the stomach and kidneys also have these same controlling nerves. ; l&is clearly explains why, as a medicine. Dr. Shoog's Restorative has in the past done so much for wealc and ailing Hearts. Dr. Shoop first sought the cause of all this painful, palpitating, suffocating heart distress. Dr. Shoop’s Restorative—this popular prescription—is alone directed to these wdak and wasting nerve centers. It builds; It strengthens; it offers real, genuine heart help. If you would have strong Hearts, strong digestion, strengthen these nerves re-establish them as needed, with Dr. Shoop’s Rostorativo A. F. LONG.

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* Formers' Muiuol a hk Mi, Of Benton, White and Jasper Counties, BEPKEBENTED BY MARION I. ADAMS, ‘ RENSSELAER. IND. Insurance In force Dec. 81. 1004. 51,895,559.32. Increase for year 1004. 0199,796.58.

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MONEY TO LOAN

We have money to loan at any time, and in any amounts to suit borrowers. Our specialty is loans on farms and city real estate for one, two, three, four or .five years, with interest payable semi-annuallv, to suit borrower, and with the most liberal terms as to payments on part of principal. We also loan on personal security and chattel mortgage. tV Don'l fall to sos as before borrowing elsewhere. AUSTIN & HOPKINS

High Art and Hairpins

By IZOLA FORRESTER

“Mr. Asquith is out by himself yet,” said the tailor who had his shop on the ground floor of Washington square. He held the door half open, and Helene paused with one foot on the narrow flight of stairs leading to the studio. She was frankly disappointed to have come so far for nothing. She hesitated, glanciag back doubtfully at the waiting cab. “Did he say when he would be back ?" “He not ever say when,” answered the tailor positively, with sweeping Hungarian assertion. “He goes, then Le comes again. The door is open.” “Then I _ think that I shall wait.” Helene smiled with sudden pleasure. “I am sure he will come soon. He must have expected me and left the door open." “Sure be must,” agreed the tailor cordially. It was entirely probable. If there had been the slightest chance of

IT WAS MERELY A HAIRPIN.

the descent of such a radiant young goddess as this he had no doubt but what Mr. Asquith lived in a state of perpetual expectancy. , Helene went quickly upstairs. At the second flight there was no landing. The top step ended abruptly at a door, and the ceiling sloped In an angle to meet the top of the door. She lifted the old fashioned latch and looked in, her heart beating faster. The studio was empty. For an instant she hesitated. She had never been in his studio. It seemed like an intrusion into some intimate, personal part of his life In which she, with ail his love for her, had no share. But because of that very privacy she wanted to intrude. She wanted to see how he lived, here in his own little den where he did his work, the work that was to win him fame and fortune before the world, the den where he dreamed his dreams of the future In which she had so great a share. She pushed the door farther open, lifted her soft light skirt of silk higher from the dusty stair and went into the studio, closing the door after her. It was a half ceiled attic, the nearest approach to a Parisian atelier that Asquith could find in New York. There was a skylight In the high peaked roof, and wide, heavy cross beams visible to the naked eye marked the eaves line. There was no burlap on the walls, no Turkish rugs on the floor, no Dutch shelves nor steins, not even a taboret or samovar. It was simply a workshop. A huge black walnut easel stood crosswise, facing the north light. Before it stood a rush bottomed chair and a low table littered with brushes, paint tubes and half mixed colors. A dingy, well daubed blouse lay over the back of the chair and a pipe half smoked rested on the easel ledge. Helene saw It all at one glance and laughed Joyously, tremulously. She had never felt herself so near to him as now. What a boy he was, after all, and how funny he must look In that old blouse. She sat down in the rush bottomed chair and leaned her head back against the sleeve of the blouse.

The walla were hare except for half finished charcoal and pen and Ink studies, with here and there a water color. The black and white studies were strange to her, but the landscapes all bore the came straggling signature, Hugh Asquith. That was all. Not a single Venus, not tk cast of anything In sight. Asquith was strictly a landscape artist and did not paint the figure. Vaguely she had been pleased that he did not. Of course If one were devoted to art and must paint the figure, then one must have models, and models must necessarily be beautiful, and— Right there Helene’s logic ended, but It was sufficient. She was glad that Asquith was a landscape artist and did not require any model save old Mother Nature. She drew off her long mousquetalre gloves with a sigh of content On the third finger of her left hand sparkled ft diamond. It had been there over a month now. With a sudden Impulse fts the gloves slipped to the floor she pressed the ring against her Ups. It stood for so much—more than a mere engagement They bad known each other a

long time, two seasons, and she had met him every winter at dinners and swell dances. But this summer It bad been different. Asquith said It was fate. Helene thought it the most delicious bit of maneuvering love had ever managed.

The rest of the family had gone to Europe. Helene had hesitated. Between an automobile tour of Brittany; and the Baltic coafct and a quiet summer with her married cousin at Larchmont she bad chosen Larchmont. Asquith was a member of the yacht club at Larchmont. Every morning from the broad veranda at Bayview cottage she could see him out on the rocks, sketching before sunrise.

They were splendid rock's, huge, gaunt and gray; they rose raggedly from the water at low tide, like the bodies of some submerged sea monsters. One could walk to them easily, stepping over little pools left by the tide and stray strands of seaweed, and one morning Helene walked to them, slim and sweet and fresh as the dawn in her white dress and white low shoes. It was the shoes that did It. When Asquith turned at her call foi help he found her standing in one of the pools, and the white shoes were ruined.

Helene glanced up at the wall. A little water color hung near her, some gray rocks In a rose tinted sea, with a bit of salt marsh in the foreground. She smiled at it happily. They had Bat up there together that morning, and she had taken off her shoes and stockings—the precious ruined shoes and stockings—and that had been all. And Asquith had said It was fate. She laughed again. He was such a boy, after all. She stopped to pick up her gloves and stopped short-to look at something lying on the floor at -her feet. It was merely a hairpin. She picked it up and looked at It.euriously. Her own hairpins were brown tortoise shell ones to match her hair. This one was gold, a small, insidious gold wire affair, very cheap and very dainty. The laugh was gone from her lips. In Its place was a look of wonderment, of almost fear. There had been a woman In Hugh’s studio, a woman with blond hair, who wore gold wire hairpins, who dropped gold wire hairpins around promiscuously. And Hugh had told her he- never painted the figure. More than that, he had told her that no one knew of his den In the attic except herself and a few close friends. He had no patrons, no buyers of pictures, because as yet he had never sold any. All of his relatives were in Europe too. If the hairpin did not belong to a model, whom did it belong to? With a sudden fierce Impulse, she threw the hairpin away from her. It fell with a tiny clink against the wall. Almost instantly she had repented. After all, It was purely a personal affair with Hugh, in which she had no part. He had not expected her to visit his studio. She had no right to resent another element of femininity which she had found there. Even If he did have models It was probably necessary. All artists had to study from life sooner or later. But was It necessary that they should have hair that matched gold hairpins?

She arose and crossed the room to where the hairpin had fallen. For a moment she held It in her hand Irresolute. Then slowly she laid it on his table, and beside it she left the new solitaire ring. It would be enough. She knew that he would understand. As she turned to the door her eyes filled with a sudden rush of blinding tears, and as she felt for the latch it lifted and the door opened. It was not Asquith. On the landing outside stood a girl, plump, rosy cheeked and red haired, holding up her skirts in one hand and a pall of scrub water In the other. “Oh, I thought Mr. Asquith was home,” she said apologetically. “I Just cleaned up his place, ma’am, and I guess I lost one es my hairpins. It’s a little wire one, but I need It to keep my pug up tight.” “I laid It on the table,” said Helene gently. The girl set the pail down on the stairs and secured the hairpin, fastening up her tumbling red curls with it deftly. “Thank you, ma’am," she called as she went downstairs, and Helene went back to the table and slipped the ring in its old place Just as Asquith came up the stairs.

Booth and the Fish Line.

Of Edwin Booth Mr. Whitney relates the following anecdote: “In fishing he would exhibit the Impetuosity of a Petruchlo, and this cost me several rods, which broke Into smithereens over small trout. He got in one day from a neighboring town a new. fairly good bamboo fly rod, which I assisted him In setting up, arranging the reel and line and pliable soaked leader, and left him afterward noosing on a scarlet Ibis. The rod was lying on the dlulng room table. I was no sooner out of the rooms on the porch when I heard a tremendous rumpus In the dining room'tfnd, entering, found Booth flying about the room like a madman. He had left his fly banging over the side of the table, which the half grown family cat present, seeing, struck at with Ita paw, which the sharp hook caught In, and the frightened cat bolted under the table with rapid speed, breaking the rod tip and dragging the rod after, while Booth, crying “Scat, cat!” had no effect on the now crazed feline, which he was following after In great excitement at high pressure with adjectives of singular note. The sequel of this was the escape olf the cat with the gaudy fly well hooked In its foot, anil a well smashed up rod. I was too much convulsed, with the others drawn In by the commotion, to render any aid, and Booth soon joined In with our laughter, confessing that his fishing experience wus a faUure and that he would not have any more of It.”—Forest and Stream.

Things to Know.

The bean Is said to be a native of Egypt. The nasturtium came originally from Peru. > The pea Is a native of the south of Europe. Ginger Is a native of the East and West Indies. Coriander seed came originally from the east. * The cucumber was originally a tropical vegetable. The gooseberry is Indigenous to Great Britain.

A* Seen From tbe Shed Roof.

The world Is very big and wide And very, very round; It stretches out on every side And takes up all the ground. I wonder what is over there Beyond the outer rim To keep the folks from tumbling oft Who go too near the brim. They oughter build a picket fence And build It tall and high So people wouldn’t miss their step And fall Into the sky. I wonder what’s beyond the edge Besides the sky and air; I guess when I’m a great big man I’ll travel over there And find a knothole In the fence And climb up and look through; Perhaps I’ll see some little boys A-floatin’ through the blue. Perhaps they fly Instead o’ walk; I wonder how they play! Pd like to go and see fhem now, .But It’s too far today.

FOR SALE. Twenty-five Shropshire ewes and two rams. Hall V. Zimmerman, R. R. 3. Remington, Ind. TAKE NOTICE. Do not buy any grain, hay, hogs or cattle of Pat Gillespie, off owner’s farm, without written order from us. J. W. Poole, 21 j F. J. Poole. Be Bure and see onr line of suits and overcoats for the boys and little fellows, in all the very latest styles and colors. We don’t give a foot-ball with every suit, but we do give you prices that when yon do buy a suit you can well afford to buy a foot-ball afterwards. Duvall & Lundy.

PUBLIC SALES. The Democrat is again prepared to handle ail work in the public sale bill line promptly and in the best style of the printer’s art. New type, new cats and other material, together with iirst-class presses and expert-workmen puts us to the fore-front in this class of work. A notice of each sale in full is published in The Democrat free of charge with each set of bills, and this is an item worth considering as “everybody reads The Democrat,” and the bill in its columns will reach hundreds more people and do you more good than the bills themselves. .Remember The Democrat if you contemplate having a sale and get your bills printed here. Prices very reasonable.

THE DEMOCRAT AND A CHICAGO DAILY FOR THREE DOLLARS. The Democrat has just perfected arrangements with the .Chicago Daily Examiner by which it can offer that excellent morning paper a full year with The Democrat, for only $3 —three dollars for both papers. This offer applies to either old or new subscribers. Come in at once and take advantage of this offer, as it may be withdrawn from us at any time. FIFTY THOUSAND BUTTER WRAPPERS. The Democrat has just received a shipment of 50,000 regulation size and quality of genuine vegetable parchment butter wrappers. By buying so large a number in one shipment we are enabled to sell them at *he lowest Cbicagb prices—9o cents per 1000 plain; ♦1.75 per 1000 printed. Orders by mail most be accompanied by cash, and will have special attention.

NEW FIRM. Having opened anew plumbing and steam-fitting shop on Front street, first door south of the Nowels house, we are* prepared to do all work in this line in oity or country at reasonable prices and in a workmanlike manner. Pump repair work and everything pertaining to the plumbing business done with dispatch. Furnishings on hand. Ropp & Hickman. 5 PER CENT LOANSWe CBn positively make you a loan on better terms than you can procure elsewhere. No “r£d tape.” Commission the lowest. No extras. Funds unlimited. See us before borrowing or renewing an old loan and we will save you money. IRWIN & IRWIN. I. O. O, F. Building. Advertise in The Democrat.

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JAY W. WILLIAMS IS STILL IN THE FURNITURE AND CARPET BUSINESS.

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City Coal, Wood Feed Yard.

STATEMENT OF THE CONDITION OF THE FIRST NATIONAL BANK OF RENSSELAER, IND., SEPT. 4. 1906. RESOURCES. LIABILITIES. Loans $278,312 02 Capital Stock... $ 30,000 to U. S. and County Bonds... 15,900 00 Surplus and Profits 19.512 30 Rank Building 8,000 00 Circulating Notes... 7-500 to Cash and due from banks 112,199 53 Deposits 357,399 25 1414.411 55 $414,411 55 D I R E CTO R S. A. PARKISON, JOHN M. WASSON. E. L. HOLLINGSWORTH. President. Vice-President. Cashier. JAMBS T. RANDLE, aEO. E. ITURRAY. Farni Loans a specialty n snore 01 Your Paironaae is solicited.

1R ENSS ELfIERL U MBeFcO? I 2 ITVERYTHING in the S (• Building Material Line •) and at the Lowest Possible (• Prices. Let us figure on your •) 2 bill before placing it elsewhere. g North of Depot. Tiiiphw Mo. 4. Rensselaer, led. %

LOOK AT..... THIS CHAIR Golden Oak finished, Chase Leather Seat and 8ack..... 0i*4.75 Worth $6.00 at any catalogue house DON’T FORGET THE PLACE— Opposite Public Square, Rensselaer, Ind.

TELEPHONE. No. 58. Everything in the Fuel and Feed Line at the lowest prices. Corn, Hay and Oats bought at highest market prices. A share of your patronage is solicited J. E. BISLOSKY