Jasper County Democrat, Volume 22, Number 75, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 17 December 1919 — Page 8

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GIFTS —As a Man Would Choose Them for Himself

H. & H. Silk Hose VMAS wouldn’t be Xmas if A he didn't get some silk hose; some one always gives him some; they’re always welcome; very practical. We're headquarters for the finest silk hose we know of. They’re' here for you in all good colors and they’re extreme values at 75c, SI.OO, $1.50 • Give a Sweater VOU know how they always * pile the presents under the Xmas tree; it’s an old custom; been doing it for years. Sweaters are sure to be among the most important gifts; every young fellow wants One. We've got some very fine “pullover” sweaters with shawl collars*—all good colors $8.50 A Monogrammed Belt Buckle Has alPersonal Appeal Thpre are several new exclusive designs. Silver Buckles with solid strap leather belts in black, grey and cordovon. Special at $1.50

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REMINGTON

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Mrs- John H. May, an eight-pound daughter. Mrs. Currens of Indianapolis was called here Thursday by the death of her mother, Mrs. Peter Mann. Her daughter, Mrs. Blanche (Hicks, was unable to come on account of hickness. ' ' Misses Leona Kelley and Lorene Dluzak went to Lafayette Friday evening to visit John Kelley, who is at the hospital there. We are glad to hear that Mr. Kelley is improving a little. Mrs L. V. Boardwell and grandBon, Teddy Martin, of Rensselaer went to Peoria, 111., Thursday where they will make their home in the future. Mrs. Boardwell has a positipn in the kindergarten there. Billy Halllhan returned from Indianapolis the last of the week where he had been working for a few weeks. He has decided to rp* main in Remington for the present owing to the lack of houses in Indianapolis and the uncertainty of

The Store for Men —specializing as it does, in things exclusively for men — can best aid in the selection of gifts for men. Whatever your Christmas shopping problems, if they pertain to making some man really happy Christmas morning, The Store for Men can satisfactorily solve them, HILLIARD & HAMILL MUFFLERS A Muffler could be received at no more opportune time than at Christmas. Crocheted or knitted Silk Mufflers are to be found in all colors and combination of colors. Priced: , $2, $2.50, $3, $4, $5 up to $7 Xmas Ties DON’T give him some dreadful looking tie that he'll have to give away to the hired man—let us help you* pick some put that he’ll enjoy wearing; good ones at $2.00 Other ties, $1 to $5 / V A GUARANTEE of satisfaction goes with every purchase made here no matter how large or small. So if you're not satisfied get your money back.

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work because of coal shortage. Mrs. A. Hicks suffered a very severe sprain in her ankle last Thursday by falling from a step ladder. She is now at the home of her daughter, Mrs. I. N. Darrow, of Wolcott, where she went last Friday and where she will make an extended vipit. Mrs- Ida Coyer, who had been spending the past 16 months in Boulder, Colo., where she practiced her profession of nursing, came here Thursday morning to spend Sunday with her mother, Mrs. J. D. Allman. _On Monday she went to Rensselaer where accepted a position in the comity hospital. ” Word was received" , here this week of the death of E. T. Burton at his home in Huntington Wednesday. Mr. Burton was one of our oldest and most respected citizens and his family will have the sympathy of our entire community. The remains will be brought to Remington where funeral services will be held and Interment made. Mrs. Peter Mann, whose serious

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illness had been mentioned heretofore many times during her last sickness, which had lasted about three months, died at the county hospital at 8:30 Tuesday morning. She was taken there Monday but the change could do her no good. She leaves a husbanu and one daughter to mourn her departure. She was 80 years of age. Herself and husband had been married a little less than 59 years. When relatives went to the home of Mrs. John Powell, living in the north part of town, Wednesday afternoon she was discovered unconscious on the floor where she had fallen from paralysis. She lived alone and the indications are said to have been that she had lain there all night and possibly longer. She was taken to the home of her daughter, Mrs. M. A. Gray, where, at this writing, she is still alive although the chances for her recovery are very slight. Fire broke out in the rear of F. A. Hicks’s dry good store Wednesday morning about 9:30 o’clock, starting at the highest part of the

Alaskan Seal Caps WHENEVER anything is hard to get then it's sure - to become popular. Right now that’s true of furs—they never were harder to get—they never were so much in . demand; fur caps especially; * they make wonderful Xmas presents, especially these of genuine Alaskan, seal at $8.50 Other fur caps, $5.50 and $7 Worth Giving F'S nice to have a gift enjoyed as a gift, as well as fer the spirit in which it is given. One of our shirts of silkioth will be such a gift. $6.00 Other H & H shirts, $1.50 to sls •» . « "i.t i - f - Gloves a Much Welcomed Gift on . Christmas Morning Gloves will please the practical sense of most men. Cape leather Gloves in tan, $2.50 to $5 Buckskin Gloves, $4.50

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building on the west side. The fire was blazing through the roof and making good headway when the firemen arrived. Owing to their quick work and good form they soon had it under control, and the fire out in much less time than anticipated. We have not been able to learn the extent of the loss but know the water and smoke did a great deal of damage to the Christmas stock. Mr. Hicks had insurance. Alfred Eckman of this'place rfnd Miss Emma Colson of Otterbein Were quietly married at the home pf Rev. Brandon at Fowler Thursday last. They returned at once and have taken up their residence in the Eckman home in the west part of town. The bride is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. John Col,son of Otterbein and is a most estimable young lady. The groom is the son of the late Alfred Eckman, the veteran shoe man, end who is continuing his father’s business. He is an Industrious and upright young man, well respected in this community.

Christmas Dishes

By S. B. H ACKLEY

(Copyright, Ul9. by th* McClure Newspaper Syndicate.)

OR many minutes on the afternoon /that Robertson & Co. marked down their “window suits” to $25 Iva Ellsworth, Elsie Banford’s visitor, watched from Elsie’s automobile with sympathetic eyes a little htme woman who stood before the window and directly in front of a

navy blue coat suit of “chiffon broadcloth.” Delmar Halstead stood at the side of the car with his back to tlje sidewalk and his eyes on Iva’s face. He had made excuse to leave his bookkeeper's desk when he had seen Elsie come in the store and leave her guest alone In the car, so he did not see the little lame woman. “I wish,” said the girl irrelevantly, “everybody could have their dearest Christmas wishes!” Halstead’s smile was a bit wistful. "I echo your heavenly kind thought—

Iva Ellsworth Was the Dixie Rose.

I’ve a big wish for Christmas myself." “Something pretty or useful?” “It’s pretty, useful and good—everything that’s lovely and desirable.” Iva's eyes were on the package in her lap, but she felt that fie was looking at her in unconscious appraisal, and her pulse leaped. “Tell me about it Christmas evening. I mean,” she added a little confusedly, “whether you get it or not.” “Indeed I will!" he promised. Miss Adriana Halstead, elderly and somewhat neglected by her only relatives —her dead brother’s family—gave a glad little cry whei\ she saw her older nephew in her door that evening. Delmaf felt a little prick of conscience as he kissed her. For a few moments the little woman fluttered about him happily, then set about preparing the evening meal she' insisted he must share. While she was out of the room Delmar accidentally dropped his fountain pen in her wastebasket. As he flshed it out, absently smoothing the sheets of crumpled note paper in which it fell, his eyescaught In his aunt’s cramped scrawl; "To Mrs. Miriam Halstead, My Mother in Heaven.” Wondering, he read on: “Everybody but me is thinking of Christmas wishes —gifts possible for them to have —and oh, mother darling, I must tell someone what I know I cannot have, or my heart will break! “I want somebody of my people to sit at my table to laugh and to talk with me, to live with me and love me! In the four years since you and father went away I’ve been lonely—lonely!

“I could not bear it if it were not for Delmar. When he Is here I play he lives with me, and I forget for a blessed hour or so I am alone. x And oh, mother, my roses are going unpruned, my fence unmended and my house unpainted, and my clothes are getting shabbier every day. I am afraid they will' soon not be respectable enough for church. Oh, little mother, I want a new dress. I want—oh, mother, ought I to covet that coat suit in Robertson & Co.’s window —the blue French broadcloth that would just fit me? —I —” x The words ended here. The writer had evidently Crumpled the paper apd thrown it in the basket when she heard his ring. When Delmar went home he walked by the corner and looked at the J>lue suit. Twenty-five dollars represented an engagement ring if Iva Ellsworth would accept it. Iva lived with her coubins in the next state and was used to luxury, and his bookkeeper’s salary | was only $75 a mqnth, but Delihar had rqsolved. On Christmas eve Miss Adriana’s ! doorbell rang to admit Robertson & Co.’s porter with a great box marked “With Delmar’s Love.’’ Under the lid lay a fragrant bunch of violets, a lacy white shirtwaist, a pretty blue velvet toque, a pair of trim shoes-and the

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broadcloth suit of the window display. Like one In a happy dream Mias Adriana put on the things and presently Delmar came in wearing his evening clothes. ' Would she go kith him to see the play the young people of the town were giving, “A Rose of Old Dixie.” With her face like the dawn Miss Adriana watched the players. Iva Ellsworth was the Dixie Rose, a witching heroine; Paul her lover. Iva played her. part with brilliancy, but Paul’s heart prompted bls actipg. It was fervent, real. Delmar’s mind was torn with indecision. But near the end of the play he looked at the little lonely woman beside 'him, for the time pathetically happy, and quite suddenly his mind was made up. “Auntie,” he said abruptly to her when they were again in her living room, “will you let me come live with you? Mother doesn't need!me; she’s going to be married soon to Dr. Ashley Wyatt. We’d be company for each other. If you’ll let me I’ll move mydesk and other things over tomorrow.” Miss Adriana’s happiness of the evening, compared with the new joy, was as a drop of water to the ocean. That evening Iva Ellsworth received a bouquet of pink carnations and a note that asked her to pardon the writer for breaking his promise to call, and begging her to accept his congratulations on the success of thq play. “I didn’t get what I wanted for Christmas,” the note ended. “I didn’t dare, in the face of things, to ask for it” ’

For several months the world held no happier creature than Miss Adriana. Then she observed that Delmar had occasional fits of abstractedness, unnatural to him. Gradually It dawned upon her that he was troubled over something. ' “Where is that pretty Ellsworth girl now, Del, do you know?” she asked him tentatively one morning early in December. He started at her question, and she noticed with a sinking heart that the paper he had shook a little. * “Bryce Garth told me yesterday Paul Nelson was married,” he answered her, “and though Bryce didn’t know to whom, I —l think It must be to Miss Ellsworth, auntie.” Later in the day, searching for a lost cuff , button of Delmar’s, she came upon a picture of the girl. . r "He loved her —he gave up asking her to marry him,” her troubled mind reasoned, “to make a home for me. And now he is grieving for her I” As the weeks passed Miss Adriana paled under the weight of her secret trouble. Delmar became uneasy for her, and a few days before Christmas sent her to the near-by city to see one of his friends, a fine young physician there. That afternoon while crossing the street to the railroad station Miss Adriana felt herself caught and pulled back just in time to escape being run over by a heavy truck Jhat came I around the corner. Th© , girl who saved her helped her to the ladies’ sitting room of the station, but when her train came a few minutes later she was too shaken and nervous to i attempt to board It < “Oh, what will Delmar think when I don’t come!” she exclaimed. “Delmar!” The pretty girl’s cheeks grew a deeper pink,'and Miss Adriana knew her to be Iva Ellsworth. “My nephew, Delmar Halstead, with whom I live in Review,” she explained. “Why, Review is only twenty-live miles,” cried the girl; “I’ll telephone him and he can come for you in an automobile.” When she came back Miss Adriana’s lips trembled over a question. “Are you—are you married, my dear?” When Delmar came Miss Adriana was able to smile In wan gaye(y at him. , “Where is the lady that saved you?” he asked presently as he knelt beside

“Delmar, You’ve Misjudged Me.”

her with his arms about her. "I don’t know how I’ll ever thank that blessed woman!” Miss Adriana took his face between her hands. “Delmar,” she said, “she told me her dearest wish for 1 was a home! She has a little money of her own, but, Delmar, three people could \ live on what we two do, in comfort, in real comfort. I —oh, Delmar, L want her to come and live with us!” Before Delmar could speak the inner door opened and Iwa Ellsworth came in. “I know now why you didn’t ask for what you wanted last Christmas I” she said softly. “Delmar Halstead, how you’ve mlsjudgecf me I Plain living, with—with love, and this dear woman to mother me, would be riches to me I”