Jasper County Democrat, Volume 22, Number 70, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 29 November 1919 — Page 3

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HAPPENING IN OUR NEIGHBORING VILLAGES

JACKSON TP., NEWTON COUNTY And now the shredder and the wood saw are having their inning. Charles and Jay Makeever have the foundation completed for a new garage. Newton county’s annual corn show will be held in Morocco Dec. 10, 11 and 12. Marion Bicknell, whose farm includes the old historical Pilot grctve, has installed an up-to-date lighting system. Uncle Ransom Elijah, who has been quite sick, was reported better the fore part of the week. C. M. Hanger, A. D. Peck and A. B. Jenkins of Morocco and D. M. Yeoman of Tab are in Michigan, enjoying their annual deer hunt. “A good man never dies,” said Callimachus. Evidently Cal wasn’t in the habit of reading the obituary notices in the local paiper. Jim Saylor, who was shot in the hip a few days ago by his brother-in-law, Ed Cole, during a family quarrel, is able to’ be out and around again. In these unregenerate times, with • stolen automobiles jostling eacn other in the streets, the slow-go-tng, old-fashioned horsethief would hardly be noticed. "What is new about the young man of today?” asks a writer in a well-known magazine. Well, if It is our move, we’ll say it’s that strictly up-to-date hair-cut. Daniel Schanlaub oiled up the old wood saw last week and proceeded to hand “King Coal” an uppercut .or two by sawing enough wood to supply Jackson township for a time at least. A coal strike has ho terrors for Daniel. With’ skunk hides selling at $6 to $8 each, it is not unreasonable to assume thdt the much-used epithet, “Skunk,” will not carry with it the same degree of offense today as it did back in yander, when

Notice to Raisers of Live Stock z BEING done with the farm work, we are now ready buy your FAT HOGS and Cattle. Will also buy your Canner Cows, Bulls, and Big Jaw Cattle; also Always ready to pay the highest market price. | Call 955-F or 902-K when you have anything in this line to sell. Write or see us Lonersan Bros. R. R.-2, Rensselaer Ship from, Surrey, ~Parr or Gifford every week

skunk sold for 50 cents. When the writer was a handsome youth it was quite common for a farmer to butcher nine hogs and a beef at one “killin’,” and then put in two or three days at making sausage, liverwurst, headcheese and other good things, and everybody was happy. In these decadent days a farmer will load up a red-eyed shoat, take it to town and turn it over ’to the public executioner and call it “butchering.” For the last six months Jay Makeever has been making regular Sunday trips to Goodland. This in itself is suspicious, but there is more to follow: During that time he has had the proverbial early bird skinned a mile in the matter of getting out to work in the morning, and has been conducting himself generally like a man who expects to assume added responsibilities at no late day. We simply give the facts; the reader may form his own conclusions. If an Israelite peddler, with a hooked nose and smelling of garlic, sells a hard-working Christian lady a moth-eaten wrap for twice its value, and she works off on him a sack of feathers containing a 16pound “niggerhead,” which, if either, is ahead and how much? And, after the consummation of the deal, if the two begin quarreling about the merits of their respective religion, is it to laugh or to weep? Lastly, how unworthy must this species of traffic appear in the sight of the God of Abraham and of Isaac and of Jacob. A French scientist estimates the temperature of the center of the sun as being 30,632 degrees. With this matter settled and out of the way, what earthly excuse can the butcher now advance for keeping up the present price of pork chops? The other morning we found a fur price list in our mail, and hav-

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ing previously heard of the high prices dealers were offering for fur this winter, we started to read it. Mark the statement, “started to read it,’’ for when we saw at the head of the list that raccoon was worth 114.50 to sls 50 and mink $25 to S2B, we read no further, but hot-footed it to a neighbor and offered him a cow and calf and 40 cents in money—all we had—for his old hatchet-faded, rotten-eyed coon hound. The neighbor turned down our proposition with a howl of derision. Said that his dog had been “snaking in” the price of two good cows each day for the last two weeks or more. If all of the proposed new stone roads in Newton county are built in the near future, as per program, the tenm, “round-shouldered taxpayer,” with we’uns over here, will likely cease to be regarded as a joke. Stone roads are a good thing—a necessity, in sact —but, with new and heavy demands upon the farmer and the businessman, as a result of the war, common horse sense, it would seem, would dictate that some of these roads at least, where the daily travel is light, should be held back until our industrial affairs are more settled and prices reach something like

normal. Taxes at the present time are the highest in recent years, and, as a result of the activities of Governor Goodrich’s late “best legislature,” it is most likely no pipe dream to assume that they will be still higher next year. Considering conditions, would it not be wise to pause in our “mad” career of stone road ♦ building — long i enough at least to give the taxpayer a chance to hitch up his pants, tighten his belt and take a good long breath? Last Tuesday, while spreading the truth just over the Illinois line, near the Kankakee river, and incidently looking for a good, handy milch 'cow, we enjoyed the pleasure of a conversation with an old pioneer by the name of Guthridge or Shortridge or Patridge or something to that effect —the name doesn’t matter anyway. This venerable citizen hunted game in northern Newton county when the smoke of the Indian’s camp fire curled above the tree tops and when the white settler in that section didn’t carry a gun simply as

an ornament. "One time,” said the pioneer, "I got beca’med out on Beaver lake and in all my life put together I never suffered for water as I did endurin’ the eight hours ! war out thar. It war like this,” continued the speaker, blowing a blubberly blast on a fragrant pipe, preparatory to "lighting up.” “Me and Lige Marley went out in a boat to shoot ducks, and when about two milds out —mind you, this war in the airly ’5 O’s—we pulled up and sot to work. The only oar we had war left leanin’ ag’in the starn of the boat, and In the excitement, it war knocked overboard* and floated away without me er Lige noticin’ it. Now, the water and muck tharabouts run from 10 to 20 feet deep, and to help things along, nuther me ner Lige could swln two feet, ’less’n it war straight down. But that warn’t oil. Up to that time a tol’ably stiff wind had been biowin’, but It stopped oil to onct and fer the next 10 hours they warn’t nuff breeze stirrin’ to move a spider web. And thar we lay hour after hour and cusst and suffered from heat and an 011-con-sumin’ thirst. A long time ago a feller writ some po’try ’bout a

beca'med ship, and I r'-membered that day that one verce fit 'me and Lige as purty es you please. Wisht I could think of It.” Surmising that the old man had tn mind “A Calm on the Equator,” we ventured to quote from "The Ancient Mariner”: “Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship . Upon a painted ocean.” “That's the stuff,” roared the pioneer, delightedly. “By gum, the feller that writ that couldn’t a plctered me and Llge’s case any better—and warn’t thar another verce ’bout crawlin’ varmints er sompln’T” ’ Feeling not a little puffed up over the success of our first venture, we launched out once more, quoting from the same poem: “The very deep did rot —O, Christ, That ever this should be! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs .Upon the slim? sea.” “Now yer shoutin’,” exclaimed the listener —“that war me and Lige out and out. ‘Slimy things did crawl with lalgs.’ I gad, yes —snaiks, Hazards, turtles, toads and more snaiks. I’ll bet thar warn’t a crawlin’ er creepin’ thing fer 10 mllds around that didn't come up and take a squint at me and Lige endurin’ the day. Fer more’n a year arterwards I’d dream of them varments at night and r’ar up in bed and howl like a poo’house eediot. ’And thar we stuck, ner breath ner moshun,’ ’cept when we struck at a sarpint with our guns to keep it frum cornin' aboard. "W-a-al, to make a long story short, along to’rds sundown sum New York hunters that had been shoo tin’ over on the west side of the lake, cum along in a boat and towed us ashore, and I’m dumd if we warn’t so glad at bein’ on solid footin’ ag’ln that them fellers had oil they could do to keep us frum kissin’ ’em.” here the old man —Indian-llke —suddenly broke off the conversation and relapsed into a sirence from which he emerged but once during the remainder of our stay and then only long enough to mutter in his whiskers —“And .slimy things with lalgs did crawl upon the slimy sea.”

GREAT MASS OF PROOF Reports of 80,000 Cases of Kidney Trouble, Some of Them Rensselaer Cases. Each of some 6,000 newspapers of the United States Is publishing from week to week, names of people in its particular neighborhood, who have used and recommended Doan’s Kidney Pills for kidney backache, weak kidneys, bladder troubles and urinary disorders. This mass of proof Includes over 50,000 recommendations. Rensselaer is no exception. Ask your neighbor! Here is one of the Rensselaer cases. Jacob R. -Wilcox, retired farmer, says: “I suffered from backaches and severe pains across my loins. I couldn't rest day or night ana was tired and worn out. The kidney secretion? were highly colored and contained sediment. Nothing seemed to relieve me until I got Doan’s Kidney Pills from Fendig’s Drug Store. They relieved the aches and pains. * I could rest better nights and my kidneys were regulated.” OVER EIGHT YEARS LATER, Mr. Wilcox said: “I continue recommending Doan’s Kidney Pills as a reliable medicine. They have never failed to do good work.” Price 60c> at all dealers. Don t simply ask for a kidney remedy—get Doan’s Kidney Pills —the same that Mr. Wilcox had. Foster-Mll-iburn Co., Mlfrs., Buffalo, N. Y.— Advt.

NORTH JASPER Mr. Huber called on Mr. and Mrs. George Hell Sunday. Will and Charles Jasperson are very busy shredding these days. Mr. and Mrs. Louis Grube visited the Greeley Comer family at Gifford Sunday. Elmer Davis and family wdTe guests of Pa and Ma Davis Sunday afternoon. Guy and Olin Minor bought the garage at Wheatfield last week from Clager & Gorman. Hunters from South Bend and Elkhart have been rather numerous in this vicinity lately. Several from this vicinity attended the minstrel and dance at San Pierre Tuesday night. Mrs. Wm. Stalbamm and family of Walker spent Friday afternoon with Mrs. John DeArmond. The Wheatfield bank was robbed last Monday night of thousands; of dollars in bonds and some cash. Some of our people were quite heavy losers. Well, Possum Run, we understand that -you are still on the matrimonial list, and we wonder if you wouldn’t like to take a sail with me In my red-wheeled Ford? Oh, you know one of those kind that’s just got room for two. I am at leisure and, little sister, “have a heart,’’ and name a date, as it would make me as happy as a woodchuck in a cherry tree. Three young Servian boys from Detroit were beating their way on a freight train through here last Saturday. On boarding the train at Tefft one of them fell under the wheels and had one foot mashed and the flesh so badly torn on the limb that it had to be amputated near the knee. He was taken to the Milton Jones home, and nis father was sent for, the latter arriving Monday morning. They left Tuesday for their home In FAIR OAKS The contractor finished the Kosta gravel road Tuesday. N. A- McKay was at home with, his family over Sunday. We were visited with a light thunder shower Monday night. Olive Burch of Wolcott came over Saturday and visited her many old schoolmates. William Bowsher is daily on the

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possum and skunk track nowadays and he occasionally gets one, too. Rev. Todd delivered a splendid sermon Sunday evening to a goodsized audience at the M. E. church. M. I. Gundy took his son to Roselawn Tuesday morning to consult Dr. Rice as to his physical condition. “Uncle” Ransom Elijah, wno suffered a stroke of paralysis some time ago, is slowly losing flesh and strength. William Faylor was a business caller In our burg Monday. He has sold his and Is looking for a new location. Roy Brouhard and wife and the former’s mother drove over to Kankakee Sunday and visited his sister, Mrs. Charles Porter. The Monon is preparing to put in an electric signal bell where the children have to cross the tracks on their way to school. A. M. Bringle and wife and Prof.

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Sampbell and family attended Sunday school and meeting at tho new Colfax consolidated school Sunday afternoon. Ray Casey of Kirklin brought the remains of his second twin here Wednesday for burial. The first of the twins was brought here and. burled last week. Len McCurtain, who, with others went to northern Michigan hunting about a month ago, has not yet returned, while the rest of the "crew” came home about a week ago, we understand.

BOX SOCIAL At Canada school, Barkley township, Thursday evening, Dec. 4. Come and fish. Everyone welcome. —RUTH MURPHY, Teacher.

No better job won produced la this section of Indiana than that turned ont by The Pemocrat.

Hark! Hark! The Dogs Don’t Bark! The Farmers Are Coming to Town In Maxwell Machines With Such Great Speed That the Dogs HAD TO GIVE UP AND v . LIE DOWN.

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