Jasper County Democrat, Volume 22, Number 21, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 11 June 1919 — Page 4
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A Nation of Spenders, We Must Become Instead a Money-Saving People
BY THE WIFE OF THE SECRETARY OF WAR
It was, perhaps, the natural reaction from a long period of strain and excitement, but it was none the less to be regretted. Our country needs our assistance just as truly today as it did a year ago, and it is the plain duty of every citizen, man, woman or child, to ask himself the question: “How can I help?” One of the most obvious ways is to give our financial support. This, however, differs from most of our war service in that it involves no sac’rifice. It is absolutely the safest and most paying investment one can make, and one is no longer forced to argue that he should do this thing i for his country’s sake, or for his soul’s sake, but it can now be put on i the lower plane of a thing done for one’s own interest which incidentally I helps the nation’s credit No amount of money is too small to be put away profitably In Thrift stamps, and there are always conveniently at hand places where the investIment can be made, including the postman at our doors and the schools I where we send our children. When we open our purses we should address to ourselves the quesItion: “Am I spending this money wisely, or could I make bqfter use of ■it?” The trouble is that if we do not take this matter under more serious consideration than we have in the past our country’s credit may be at /take. With an apology for the bad taste of a personal allusion, my children spend a portion of their money allowance each week for Thrift stamps, and the competition involved in seeing who can possess the largest number has run the aggregate to a surprising extent. Thrift stamps and War Savings stamps have the value not only of creating a fund for a definite purpose, such as the education of a child, but teach the value of money I and the. lasting returns which can be gotten for it, at the same time inculcating all the traditional virtues which flow from saving a part of all the money coming into one’s possession. One of the permanent benefits that we can extract from this cruel and wasteful war, beyond the determination that it must never happen again, is the consciousness of a personal responsibility to our government, without which it cannot hope to hold the respect of the rest of the world.
Army Intelligence Test Proposed as College Entrance Examination
By PROF. WALTER T. MARVIN,
The question, who isjhe college man? has always meant who is the college man relatively to the remainder of the population? We have always known that the college man is an extraordinary person, that he has been selected from a vastly larger group; for he has formed but one or ■two per cent of the male population of America of his age. The data resulting from the application of the army intelligence test to the undergraduates of Rutgers college warrants the conclusion that the record of the college man in the years following graduation is not due primarily to the education he has received in the high school and the college, but is the result of a remarkable and extraordinary inborn intelligence. We have been told by college presidents and others, “Here we behold the product of education”; whereas what jve behold is chiefly the product of extraordinary capacity, given as a gift of Mother Nature, or heredity. Imperfect as is the army intelligence test, because of its emphasis on mere speed, it is still capable of finding whether or not a man has the capacity required by the college. This fact has suggested the substitution of an intelligence test for the traditional college entrance examination. Such a substitution is not only permissible but desirable, because it can be better trusted to tell us whether or not it is advisable for him, in his own interest, to’ spend four years in such an environment as the college instead of going at once out into the world to learn the trade or vocation that is to be his life s career.
Carranza’s Government Soon to Fall; Mandatory in Mexico Advisable
By RICHARD H. COLE,
Carranza’s government can’t last six months longer. The German merchants in Mexico helped him along until Germany was beaten. Then eupplies were cut off. Now Carranza has lost large numbers of his army. He has no money. Sixty per cent of Mexico is in rebellion. Fourteen different rebel commanders, all independent, are in the field. There will be a mandatory in Mexico. Ido not think any Mexican faction or group of factions can organize a stable government in Mexico. Mexico is too far gone in anarchy to be reorganized by Mexicans. Only a strong outside power can restore order and law in Mexico. I would not advise intervention. Any strong power could conquer Mexico in sixty days. But it would be a shame and a crime to do so What the Mexicans want is food, not force. About sixteen million of seventeen million people will welcome Americans who come with food and the help they are entitled tc. A few trainloads of food—beans, sugar and coffee—enough soldiers to police the country, about ten thousand men in all, aijfi we can do a more profitable business in Mexico in a year than we can do in Russia in a lifetime. / * - -
As a people we have always been regarded as extravagant, and the accusation is not unjust. We . have been wasteful in many different ways, and in I looking for compensation for all the cruel sacrifices we have been forced to make during the war one’s attention is called to the material benefits we can derive from the bitter experience if we are willing to learn , the lesson. If we become a nation of savers instead of a nation of spenders some of the sacrifices will not have been in vain. When the actual fighting was over ! our interest in our country’s welfare rather “slumped.
, Fortner Carranza Representative
Rutgers College
THE TWICE-A-WEEK DEMOCRAT
A Solitaire for Susan
By IZOLA FORRESTER
(Copyright, lfil». by the McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) If Susan had not lived In semi-re-tirement for the years of her girl blooming It would not have been so tragic. But It did seem as If all Kittery Bend rejoiced with her when Dudley Ames finally made up his mind and left a diamond ring in her hand after seven years ot indecision. If you leave the train at Fairfield Junction and take the trolley eight miles along the shore you come to Kittery Bend. It lies on a small peninsula Jutting out into Long Island sound, one rambling main street, with the residence section crowning Piney Point. Here on the Point Susan had lived with her two brothers ever since her father, old Captain Rogers, had been laid away in the seamen's burial ground behind tlu* old Point church. It had not seemed then as if anybody would ever ride along and play prince of romance to Susan’s dreams. She was too proud and exclusive ever to attend the village social affairs, and no -local suitor has the temerity to climb the hill and show serious attentions before either Susan or her two elder brothers. So the early years of her 'teens had passed and she was twenty-six when Dudley sold off his old rocky home for a quarry and suddenly found courage. Susan stood on the veranda that first day with the new thrill of wonderment yet upon her and the diamond on her left hand. She had always felt it would be Dudley who would ask her to marry him, and yet, now that it had
It Was the Hope of Seeing the Lights.
come true, she felt a curious sense of disappointment. He had been so deliberate and sure. “I guess you’ve known right along now how I felt toward you, Susan,” he had said. “I’ve brought the ring with me and I don’t think the boys can make any fuss about it now. I’ve got as much as any of you.” No, she thought, there would be no fuss. There would be a quiet wedding, and she would simply drive over to the old Ames homestead and take Dudley’s mother’s place there for the rest of her life. And as she thought of it, somehow there came a swift reaction, a vague, haunting longing for all the dreams of her lonesome girl days, when she had dreaded Dudley’s steady calls, and had hoped somebody might come to the Bend and carry her away from the everlasting sameness of things. “You’re In mighty good luck, Sue, ta get a man like Dud,” Dave told her at dinner that night. “You’re not as young as you might be, and, there Isn’t a girl on the Point who wouldn’t be proud to wear that ring on your hand.” * Susan turned the ring about thoughtfully, looking at her other brother. It had always seemed as if Clayton understood her better than Dave, yet he, too, smiled over at her and stuttered gehtly. It was raining after supper that night, raining with a light breeze blowing In off the water, and all the garden lifting its burden of sweetness to the moisture. She slipped a long cloak about her and went out softly, down the back steps into the little path that took the edge of the hlll above the shore. The tall spider lilies ciaught at her thin dress as she passed, and she stepped on wild roses growing low along the path, and the pink bouncing betsies. And, oddly enough, she knew that she was deceiving herself. It was not the beauty of the night calling her; it was the hope of seeing the lights on Neil McCloud’s schooner, down in the little crooked channel that formed the harbor of Kittery Bend. Nell was a newcomer. He had, even trespassed on that hill path up to the Rogers’ place, not knowing that only the family ever took the short cut. And there he had first found Susan, watching alone from the little old pilot house that served as a summer house, and bad come from her father’s first ship, the Three Widows.
After that, every time he came to the Bend he took the hill path, and Susan watched for him, knowing in her heart he was on forbidden ground if the boys were to see him there. Through Jimmie, the grocery boy. she heard of how he stood In the village. “He ain't steady going, Miss Rogers, they say. Sorter wild. Spends all his money soon as he gets it. Says he wouldn’t live on land for anything. He’s been everywhere in that schooner of his. Says he'd Just as soon go 'round the world In her as not. Ain’t afraid of nothing. Gee, I like to hear him talk.*' So perhaps Susan had woven a romance about him because of his wandering tendencies. Nobody ever longed to travel away from the Bend and the vistas of Piney Point as much as herself. She saw the schooner’s lights as soon as she came near the edge of the hill, and even while she held her breath, one hand close to her throat, she heard his voice singing as he came up the path: "Oh, Billy was a bo’eun, bold and brave, William was a gay, young Bailor—” How tall and straight he was beside Dudley's rotund figure, how the rain clung in little diamonds of light to his curly hair as he raised his cap to her. Susan lifted her chin higher, trying to keep back the telltale quiver in her voice when he greeted her. “I’m hearing news about you. Miss Rogers,” he said, with a new ring In his tone. “After four months at sea it’s good to have news, and I wish you all happiness.” “News travels fast, It seems,” she tried to speak lightly. "Faster than the 'Rambler.’ ’’ “I’ve been around the cape and back,” he told her curtly. “And I saved enough to come up here and speak freely to you. You knew I’d be back, Sue.” She shrank back from the authority in his tone. Nobody had called her Sue In years. “Ohs I know I’ve no home to take you to like Dud Ames,” he said. “I was going to ask you to marry me, and we’d take the long trail of the seawinds and go where we wanted to. And I thought you were waiting for me and you knew In your heart why I’d come back. Don’t you suppose I know what they say of me? But do I care? The schooner’s mine and no man can say a word against me. If it wasn’t for the ring on your hand I’d take you down now with me and we’d be sailing before anyone could stop us." Along the path came Jimmie’s whistle on his way home from work. Susan held her breath until he came near, then she called to him gently, drawing the ring from her finger. “Jimmie, will you leave this with Mr. Ames for me on your way, please. He’ll understand. Don’t lose it.” After the boy had gone on, openmouthed and alarmed, she turned to Nell with outstretched, steady hand. “Shall we go down the path together now?” “If you’re in earnest we’ll have to leave tonight,” he said, staring at her white face, and dark, shadowy eyes. “Well stop at New Haven and be married, and go straight on out to sea. There’s no turning back, Sue, you understand that?” But Susan walked before him down the hill path, with a little smile of triumph on her lips, her eyes on the lights of the “Rambler.” After all, in spite of them all, she had found the wings of romance.
Temporary Inconvenience.
The man who staggered into a doorway and then sank to a sitting position on the step caused some people to suspect he had been dining too well. The ashen pallor of his face soon attracted the attention of a sympathetic bystander, however, and the latter inquired: •’What seems to be the trouble?” The man smiled feebly, craned his neck, tried to clear his throat, and then placed one hand to his perspiring brow. “You haven’t been drinking too much?” . ‘ “No,” the man replied. “It’s nothing serious. It’ll all be right in a minute. I just swallowed my chew.” —Youngstown Telegram.
Kiss In Russia Universal.
The Chinese and Japanese never kiss —a mother will not even kiss her child. Americans have copied, to a great extent, the example set by the French and carry kissing to an excess ; but the Russians, for centuries, have been recognized as the champion kissing nation of the world. With them the kiss is the national salute, and has been so for ages; it has been handed down from oriental ancestors and is more of a greeting than a caress. Fathers and sons kiss —whole regiments kiss —military officers kiss. The czar kissed his officers, and on the day of a field review there were almost as many kisses exchanged as shots.
A Bold Bid.
“I see you have changed the name of the Brokers & Stokers bank to the Greasepaint & Slapstick.” ("That’s right.” “What’s the big idea?” “We want to get some of this movie money on deposit.”—Louisville CourierJournal.
Might Have Had Him Drowned.
Irene is jealous of her baby brother. The other day Irene went to visit a neighbor who had a new baby. Irene’s mother asked her if she w’ould like to have a baby like thqt, and she said: “No, mother, I’m even sorry we have Walter, but he’s here now, so let him stay.”
Seed Buckwheat THERE will be a big demand for BUCKWHEAT thia coming season. We will be able to furnish farmers with nice, clean seed at a reasonable price. IROQUOIS ROLLER MILLS Phone 456
TRUE POLITENESS.
"Does your wife listen to your advice?” “Listen? Of course she does. My wife is very polite."
HURRIED DEPARTURE,
When I accepted George last night, he didn’t even kiss me. Why not? You see, he saw fa th e r sneaking down the stairs.
PATRIOTISM.
"1 pawned all my jewels to buy Liberty Bonds!” "What did you do with the bonds?" "Oh, I sold them to get my jewels out.”
ONLY ON THE SURFACE.
She — It’s a curse to be so beautiful. He —Well it ought to be some consolation to know it’s only skin deep.
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FOR SALK For Sale—City property.—PHlLlP BLUE, phone 438. alO For Sale—Good driving horse, wt. about 1,000 lbs.; in good flesh.—GEO. MeELFRESH, Rensselaer, R-l, phone 951-F. ts Hungarian Seed—l have a quantity of Hungarian seed for sale. —J. B. WOLFE, Newland, Ind. Jl4 For Sale—Millet seed, 3c a pound; have about 1,500 pounds. — PHILIP E. DURANT, Rensselaer. For Sale—Motorcycle in good running condition, at a bargain if sold soon.—LEWIS SMITH, Fair Oaks, Ind. 314
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For Sale—lol4 touring car in condition, all new tires. FinjC |2OO takes It.—RUSSELL MOR-\ TON, phone . H 4 | For Sale—Choice seed buckwheat. —LOUIS HIEL3CHER, Kniman, Ind. For Sale—Half Airdale, half hound pups, parents registered and trained on mink, skunk, opossum; no one has any better pups for SB, and mother, SIOO. —FRANCIS T. HILTON, Gifford, Ind. JyJ For Sale—Heads up! Here is the Charlie> Grow Overland going on the block. A 1916, model 83, driven less than 14,000 miles, good tires, good finish and in perfect condition. Ask anybody how Charlie treats a car.—HUGH KIRK, phone 76. JI 4 For Sale—Unimproved 120 acres, Juneau county, Wis.; will make a good farm. —J. A. TUNE, Murphysboro, 111. jll For Salo—A second-hand Overland car in good condition, all new tires and one spare tire in rear; fully equipped with starter and generator. A good value for right person . —KUBOSKE & WALTERS. ts For Sale—Buick auto; combination cultivator; mowing machine; Indian Squaw seed corn, will ripen in 80 days of seasonable weather.— JOSEPH KOSTA, R-l, Fair Oaks, Ind., Phone 92-D, Mt. Ayr. ts For Sale—Buckwheat seed, recleaned.—FßANK STOVER, Fair Oaks, Ind., R-2, phone 910-E. ts Tor Sale—At Fair Oaks, Ind., on 2 % lots, a good, well-built hohse, has four rooms and large pantry In rear kitchen, good well, chicken park, grape arbor, good garden spot and a few young fruit trees. Only SSOO. —HERBERT L. BOZELL. JlO
For Sale —Paragon lever paper cutter, 23-inch, recently rebuilt and in A-l condition. —THE DEMOCRAT. Seed Corn —Are you in a corn club? If you have plenty of muck ground and sandhills, certainly not. But you can beat anybody and raise a bumper crop by taking seed corn from a high-yielding and of poor soil. Per bushel $2.25. — JOHN EILTS, Rensselaer, R-2, phone 926-R. ts For Sale—ln The Democrat’s Fancy Stationery and Office Supply department—steel 'de umbering machines, rubber stamp d.den, rubber stamp pads, typewriter ribbons for all practically makes of typewriters, spun glass ink erasers, account files, -filing cabinets, typewriter papers, legal blanks, etc. For Sale—Good 10-20 tractor and 3 bottom plows, plowed less than 20 acres; will sell cheap.—E. P. LANE, phone 537. * ts For Sale, cash or payments—Several rebuilt typewriters, 3 Olivers, Nos. 3 and 5, 2 Smith Premier No. 10, etc.; also brand-new Olive” No. 9. Rebuilt machines are in splendid condition and will do just as good work as brandnew machines and you can buy one of these for one-half to less than one-half the price of a new machine. Easy 'monthly payments, if desired, to responsible parties.— THE DEMOCRAT’S FANCY STATIONERY AND OFFICE SUPPLY DEPT. ts
For Sale—Everything in the floral line. Cut flowers, potted plants, floral designs of all kinds. Potted tomato plants and all other kinds of vegetable plants, all greenhouse grown.—OSBORNE GREENHOUSE, 502 Merritt St. Phone 439. ts Oak Lumber—Will have all kinds of oak lumber for sale. Send In your bills before I commenee sawing.—E. P. LANE, phone 537. ts For Sale—Some real bargains In well Improved farms located within three miles of Rensselaer. 120 a., 133 a., 212 a., 152 a., 80 a. I also have some exceptional bargains in improved farms of all sires farther out from Rensselaer. For further particulars see me or call phone 246, office, or 499, home.— HARVEY DAVISCON. tl For Sale—Good two-story, 7-room house, with batn, electric lights, drilled well, large cistern, lots of fruit, splendid shade trees; on corner lot—really two lots each 75x 150 feet, each fronting Improved street and improved street on side. Splendidly located on best residence street in Rensselaer. Lots alone worth more than entire property can be bought for.— F. E. BABCOCK. ts
WANTED Washings ' Wanted CALL 459Black. ts Wanted—To buy farm, 20 acres up. . Write. give particulars, buildings, terms.—BAILEY, Hammond, Ind., 151 Fayette St. j2l FOUND 7 Found—lndiana automobile license plates for 1919, No. 89259 and No. 226563. Owners may have same by calling at The Democrat office and paying for advertising, ts LOST Lost—Wrench for gasoline tank of auto; thin, flat, steel wrench. Finder please leave at Democrat office. Lost—Some place in Rensselaer last Monday, a bunch of keys. Finder please return to Rensselaer Garage or The Democrat office and they will be paid for their trouble. FINANCIAL Farm Loans—Money to loan on farm property In any sums up te SIO,OOO.—E. P. HONAN. ts Money to Loan—CHAS. J. DRAW A CON, Odd Fellows’ Building. Rensselaer. . * jf