Jasper County Democrat, Volume 10, Number 33, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 November 1907 — Page 7

REPRESENTATIVES INDIANA

Charles Bear? Landis, Republican, of Delphi, who represents the Ninth congressional district, was born July 9, 1858, in Mllville, O. He was educated In the public schools of Logansport and graduated from Wabash college in 1883. He served four years as editor of the Logansport Journal, and at the time of his first nomination for congress was the editor of the Delphi Journal. In 1894 he was elected president of the Indiana Republican Editorial association and was re-elected a year later. He was elected to the Fifty-fifth, Fiftygirth, Fifty-seventh, Fifty-eighth and Fifty-ninth congresses and re-elected to the Sixtieth oongreas.

f N The Anvil Chorus “Order is Heaven’s first law,” DeArmond’s work’s without flaw; “Instinct builds a nest that’s true,” DeArmond shapes the horse shoe. W. S. DeARMOND, Tefft, - y Indiana.

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THE AUTO SPEAKS. * " I am a battered auto car, My bonnet has a dent. My frame I fear Is badly sprung. My gasoline Is spent; My tires are full of punctures, too, My tonneau's mud beiplaahed. My top's awry, and both my lamps To smithereens are smashed. Unto the garage came a man Who babbled long and much Of carburetor, sparking plug. Transmission gear and dutch. My owner let him take me out. He gave the wheel a yank And forth we shot Into the street And grazed a gravel bank. We struck the curb, caromed a Mfc Collided with a bike. Were chased by half a dozen oops For burning up the pike. But get away and hit a cart And ran a woman down Before, with wild, derisive toots We .cannoned out of town. H. gathered friends along the way. That damon at my wheel. They etopped at every publlo house To break a yellow seal. Then like a meteor on I Sped. He couldn't keep me straight. And, wabbling wildly to and fro, Wo blindly tempted fata I skidded on a muddy piaoa. And, crashing through a fence, I sent them flying Into space With energy Immense. Then people came from far and near To view my twisted frame And say, with cruel emphasis -Tbs auto was to blama” Ws’vo got to suffer for the sins Of all the tinsel sports And speedomanlacs that fill The hospitals and courts. Bo when you see a heap of Junk That smells of gasoline Don’t fix the blame until you Jlnd Who drove the wrecked machine. —Minna Irving in Jfew York Times.

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Home Love Is Best.

By JANE LUDLUM LEE .

Copyrighted, 1907, by P. C. Eastment.

“Miss Short, I want you to be mj wife. I want to take you to my homi In Germany and teach you to love mj people as they will love you. Will you have me 7“

These words fell from the lips of $ handsome German who was staying al the Ellwood inn for the summer and who for jsreeks had been devoted t< the beautiful Eleanor Short, heiress t* a cool minion. “Oh, Count Andres, thank you sc much, but I am not for other lands. I’m a home girl pure and simple. Your people would not love me. I had hoped you would go without making me say this.” “You knew, then, that I would ask your The girl drew herself up with a stately manner and replied: “Since you do not spare me why should I save you? Yes, I knew thal you would.” “Americans do not know the meaning of home,” sneered the count “1

“DUB HEART!” HE MURMURED.

could not have gone without asking you, Miss Short, because—well, It doe* not matter now. I am sorry I asked you, and I trust you will never regret yonr answer. You will hear of me again.” And with a still bow he lefl her.

Eleanor, once more on the piazza, dropped into an armchair and rocked slowly back and forth. It was a beau tiful night a night for happiness, not for tears, and why should she cry! Tet tears would come to her eyee. She did not love the man who had jnst left her, and she did love some one else. She did not want a German home not a German husband, and she resented his attack on the American home. She leaned forward on the rail and sighed. A shot rang through the stillness of the night air, followed by a piercing scream.

In an instant the conservative patrons of Elwood Inn became a clamor ons crowd, surging on the piaoa from every direction. The men rushed this way and that, and in a few moments the lifeless form of a woman was carried into the hotel lobby. Miss Short had been shot in the back, perhaps fatally, and her slayer was still st large. While the doctors worked over the Injured girl searching parties were, organised to find the assassin. The grounds were carefully guarded, detectives were called in and went through their usual methods of cross questioning the employees of the hotel, and hours dragged by with no trace of the man who had fired the shot Bulletins were issued from time to time regarding the condition of the patient, and by morning symptoms showed that there was a chance for her recovery. With the recovery of consciousness came speech, and her first rambling words were, “Oh, how could her’ An anxious mother leaned over her and gently said: "Who, Eleanor, dear?" The Injured girl gasped, "The countP and again lapsed into unconsciousness. Bnt one count had been at the hotel, and It did not take long to find him in his room and place him under arrest He was placed under heavy bail until Miss Short either recovered to face him at the trial or died. Days intervened while the .patient hong between life and death, bat finally she began to pick np the broken threads and was well on the road to recovery. Her mother, sitting by the bedside of the girl, fondly caretsing her, said:

“Jack has been here every day, dear, asking and pleading to see yon, and we have promised that he shall be the first Can yon see him today? The poor boy la almost frantic.” ‘Tee, mother; I want to see him whenever yon say I may. 1 * “He has been waiting in the other room for two hoars, so I will call him.” A well built, brown faced man appeared at the door in answer to the mother's call and knelt dowh by the side of the girl, slipping one strong arm about her shoulders and nestling his bronsed face close to hers. “Dear heart!” he murmured. “Why, Jack, mother Is here looking

at usr said Eleanor as the color came to her pale cheeks. “Your mother knows all about It dear. Haven’t I been telling her every day for the past two weeks? If she don’t know It It’s not my fault You see. I couldn’t tell you, so I had to tell some one and thought your mother a safe repository for confidences. Bui you mustn’t talk, dear. You are Just to get well, and then I’m going to take you away for months and months— Just you and I. dear.” Eleanor proved a good patient and each day found her stronger than the one gone b* Jack was In attendance almost as constantly as the nurse and Mrs. Short, and many happy hours he sat beside her, with her bead on bis shoulder, while he read aloud. One day as the twilight approached she leaned over and closed the book thal he was reading. "Jack, dear, you have not told ms that you loved me." “Why, Eleanor, how can you say that. It was the last thing I said last evening when your mother turned me out.”

“I remember now, but that was yesterday,” she said as she nestled closer to him. “That was a whole twentyfour hours ago.” “Dear heart,” he said, with a smile, “as each twenty-four hours elapse 1 love you that much more. You know that, dear, and I don’t see why we have to wait until you get entirely well. Why not be married quietly, right here In this little room, where we have been so happy with each other, and let me nurse you back to health?” Jack, you selfish man! Not have a wedding, no bridesmaids and no long A white satin dress with a train! Oh, how could you even suggest it? But if you want me to I will, dear, for when you go far away from me the whole light seems to go out of my life, and it's been dark such a long time.” Jack’s answer was to take her In his strong arms and hold her close to his heart for a moment as he whispered “Darling!” “Jack,” Eleanor murmured, “I want to ask you a question that has been on my mind ever since I regained consciousness. I wanted to ask mother, but feared to worry her. But if you will hold me tight I will ask you.” “What Is It, dear?” answered Jack. ‘Who shot me?” And her eyes closed •s she asked the dreaded question. “The poor count did not do It I happened to be coming up the grounds that night as he left you, and I stopped to watch him. He walked down the front steps and sauntered over to the big elm tree at the south end of the grounds, when from the bushes the form of a woman appeared, and In an instant she leveled a pistol and shot at him. She missed him and the bullet struck you. It all came out in a few flays. It has since come to light that the woman was his wife, whom he deserted In Germany.” “Oh, Jack! What suffering that wicked man has caused?” “Yes. But he opened my eyes to how precious you were to me. I had taken you for granted, dear, not as a special blessing. We men are so

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aeinsii” “Not you, Jack,” she murmured as bis arms closed around her.

Denatured Alcohol.

The manufacture of denatured alcohol Is engrossing the attention of farmers everywhere In the United States. However, the development of the industry since the favorable legislation by congress last year has been hindered by the apparent Inability of farmers to Immediately put the business on an economical and practical basis, says New England Homestead. It will naturally take some little time to work out this problem. A brief reference to conditions In France, where the Industry Is a practical gpcctta, will prove Instructive. It Is claimed on the continent that alcohol can be made more profitably from sugar beets than from potatoes. At least this has proved so In France. Farmers there, however, say that the distillation of beets ceases to be profitable .when the price of alcohol falls below 25 cents per gallon. In Germany great quantities of potatoes are distilled, largely by the small farmer, yet in many Instances these are favored by a premium or bounty of special character which helps make production profitable. In France the farmer alms to do his distilling after crops are harvested, when be has some slack time on his hands.

Curious Westmorland Custom.

A strange custom is observed yearly In the small hamlet of Week, in West morland. In commemoration of an Incident that happened in the j<*ar 1841. That year there was a plague of wasps and many persons throughout the country succumbed to the poisonous sting. The little hamlet holds the record for its number of victims, hnd in memory of the occurrence a memorial tablet was erected on the moor there. Now each year there Is a procession. Most of the inhabitants turn out, carrying insect powder and other devices for killing wasps, and march to the memorial stone, where a short service is held by the minister of the parish. When the service is over a general crusade Is made in search of wasps’ nests, which are immediately destroyed. Borne carry guns, some rags saturated in turpentine, while others carry paraffin, which is poured into the nest and a match applied. The anniversary Is considered the most Important event of the year.—English Country Gentleman

The Woodland Feast. Young gray squirrel stopped to think: "What do I like best to eat and drink? Now la the season of nuts galore, But other dainties are held In store. Down In the woods are mushrooms sweet. Tender and ready for me to eat; There are spicy berries of partridge vine. And the frost touched grapes have a taste that's fine. And here, Just over the orchard wall. Grown a pear with a seed that Is toothsome. though small. All of these things are ready for me,” Bald the happy squirrel. "Chee, chee, chee!” “And for me!" chirped the catbird. “And me!” called the gTouse. “And for me!" came the voice of the little wood mouse. And Sir Fox listened, with nod and smile. And said. “All for me In a little while." —Youth’s Companion.

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