Jasper County Democrat, Volume 22, Number 81, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 7 January 1920 — Page 8

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NEWS from the COUNTY

WOLCOTT (From the Enterprise) Charles Ross left Saturday for Kansas City, . where he will take a course in a tractor and automobile school. Arthur Sigman of near Remington has been visiting a few days with Mr. and Mrs. Dick Sigman of Wolcott. Mr. and Mrs. John Hamilton of Tipton came Tuesday to visit Mr. and Mrs. Stewart (Hughes and attend their 60th wedding anniversary. Mrs. Susie Schaffer of Hammond, superintendent of 13 rooms in the Hammond schools, spent from Friday until Monday with Mrs. M. C. Lyons. Mr. and Mrs. P.’ L. Mattox and son Frank returned Sunday from a four days’ visit with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Mattox, near Plymouth. Mr. and Mrs. Geprge Key of Bartonville, HL, spent Saturday and Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Abe Smith. Mr. Key taught last year at Walker school. Miss Mabel McDonald of Logansport and brother, John McDonald, of Cambridge, la., spent the holidays with their sister, Mrs- Charles Weitrick, and other relatives. Mr. and Mrs. Ben Blume of Ft. Wayne came Sunday, called here by the critical condition of Mr. Blume’s brother George, who died Monday evening at 11 o’clock. Mr. and Mrs. King Davis of Greencastle spent Christmas and visited a few days with Mrs. Davis’s mother, Mrs. John Kinney, and her brother, W. C. Kinney, and wife. Edward Taylor came last week to spend the Xmas holidays with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Taylor. Edward is a draftsman in the Delco light plant at Dayton, O. Edward J Gudeman and Miss Anna Abersoll were united in the holy bans of wedlock at Apostelic church in this place Christmas day. Mr. and Mrs. Gudeman will make their home in Wolcott. R. B Conley and two daughters, Hilda and Thelma, of Pentwater, Mich., came last Sunday to visit the former’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Thos. Conley, and to talk over old times with his many frfends in Wolcott and vicinity. Floyd Blackburn and Miss Maycel Criswell were quietly married Wednesday, Dec. 24, at the Baptist church parsonage in Monticello, Rev. McCorkle performing the ceremony. For the present they will reside with Mr. Blackburn’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Frank Blackburn, north of Wolcott. Mr. 'and Mrs. James Hughes and Mr. and Mrs. Clyde Hughes, Mr. and Mrs. Charles Blackburn and son Merle of Monon, Mr. and Mrs. Carl Boone of Anderson, J. W. Gridley and daughter, Miss Faye, of Monticello, Mr. and Mrs. S. S. Hughes of Logansport were among the out-of-town guests who were here to attend the 60th wedding anniversary of Mr. and Mrs. Stewart Hughes. (George Blume, youngest son of the late Charles Blume, died at the family home Monday night at 11

o’clock. About a year ago George suffered an attack of influenza, which developed tuberculosis and his decline was rapid. His sisters, Misses Lydia, Lena and Elizabeth, all gave up their positions and gave their time to the care of their brother until his death. George had spent nearly his entire life here and had a host of friends; he was a student at the dental college in Chicago, and was taken ill at Chicago while in pursuit of his studies, coming home when necessity compelled hijmi to. Specialists were consulted but to no avail. The funeral was held Thursday from the Apostelic church and burial made in the Apostelic cemetery.

WALKER CENTER. F. M. Lilly had wood sawers on Monday. John Bartsch left Monday to work at Indiana Harbor. Miss Alice Meyers called on Mrs. F. M. Lilly Thursday. William Tomilsoin called at Jim Walters's Friday. Mrs. Ellen Cooper called on Mrs. F M. Lilly Wednesday. Frank Hershman is suffering with a carbuncle on his neck. Volney Peer is hauling wood to Gifford from the Nickerson farm. A. P. Huntington is much improved and is able to be out again. Misses Alice, Hazel and Lena Meyers spent Sunday at Joe Salrin’s. Jesse Williams of Chicago visited with his father, Wess Williams, and family. George Turner, the hay buyer of Tefft, called on A. P. Huntington WednesdayMrs. Clarence Bridgeman spent Friday visiting Mrs. Taylor Hankins at Gifford. z Misses Alice Meyers and Gertrude Misch visited the Demotte school Friday. Julius Shultz and wife attended a dance at Herman Shultz's at Aix New Year’s eve. Owen Williams and family are moving to the fanm just vacated by Mrs. Hugh Gaffey. Rev Amstutz and .'amily have been on the sick list, but he was able to preach Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Tomilson of Kniman spent Thursday and Friday with Mrs. J. J. Tomilson. Mrs. Daniel Bartsch and daughter, Rose, went to Chicago New Year’s day for a visit with her parents. Mr. and Mrs.-Roscoe Poole and Mr. and Mrs. Lee Jennings were business callers in Lowell Wednesday. Otto Schroeder of Tefft is moving to his farm in Walker township and the man who has been farming there for him, Mr. Kleagner, will move to Mr. Schroeder’s farm north of Tent. Orvis Salrin and Miss Mary Walters, formerly a teacher at Kniman, were married at her home Christmas day and a reception was held at the home of Joseph Salrin the first of the week. A New Year’s party was held at the home of Mrs. J. J. Tomilson Wednesday evening by the “Liberty club.” A large attendance was present and a nice time was enjoyed by all. > A fine supper of oysters, ice cream, cake and candy was served and everyone adjourned at a late hour hoping for another such affair soon. An election* whs held at Walker Center Sunday school Sunday and the following officers were elected: Lee Jennings, superintendent; Mrs. Lee Jennings, organist; Wesley

THE TWICE-A-WEEK DEMOCRAT

Hurley, secretary-treasurer; Myrtle Jennings, janitor; Mrs. F. M- Lilly, teacher for adult class; Mr. Amstutz, teacher for young people’s class; Mrs. Lee Jennings, intermediate class; Mrs. C. B. Scott, primary.

HANDICAPPED.

•*You’re always complaining ol eolds and rheumatism. I wouldn’t care so much If you only had some fashionable disease.” “I wouldn’t care either, but for two things. I haven’t got the price and I can’t pronounce their names.”

Unrest.

I cannot see how it will pay Or keep me in temper serene If I work only eight hours a day. And worry the other sixteen.

Woman’s Way.

“Why don’t you ask your husband’s advice?”

“I Intend to, my dear, just as soon as I’ve made up my mind what I’ll do."

Cured.

“One of our little pigs was sick, so I gave him some sugar." , \ “Sugar! What for?” “For medicine, of course. Haven’t you heard of sugar-cured hams?”

Elevator Man’s Jest.

“The elevator man, has asked for more money.” “So?” “Yes. He says he quits going up unless his salary goes up to.”

Sidewalk Humor.

Pedestrian —Hey, mister, you’re los Ing something. Autoist —What Is it? Pedestrian —The pleasure of my company in your auto. —Judge.

Eating at High Prices.

“I presume you are putting a*l|ttle something by for a rainy day?” “No. I’d rather take a chance on getting wet tomorrow and have something to eat today.”

His Something Near.

“He hasn’t changed his occupation except in degree.” “How so?” “He used to be a bank-runner, and now he is a walking delegate.”

The Only One.

Hilda —I have an instinctive'feeling that I can trust you. De Borro —Ah. darling, how f'wish that others felt as you do I

Not Drifting.

•‘I see Senator Sptig has canned his speech of ‘Whither Are We Drifting?’ ’’ “Yes, he’s on a steering committee now."

His Gentle Hint.

“Misery loves company you know." “Yes, but right now lim not very miserable, although I am very busy."

J. G. Culp will have a general sale at his/ farm in Barkley township on Feb. 26.—Advt.

WHEN BILLY ITCHED

By WILL T. AMES

(Copyright. 1»1», by th* MoClur* H*wspap*r Syndicate.) “Sandersoh says if you’ll draw a diagram of that story on your desk he’ll have the new high school cub rewrite it. You're sure going strong with the old man, Itchy.” “Oh, you go chase yourself!” Billy Harbury wasn’t very much stronger on repartee tjian he was in the construction of his laboriously written news stories. But there was considerable feeling in the glance that he. bent on the grinning Jones, the city hall man. These was no need of Jones piling it on. Billy was sensitive enough about his falling, and the blue-penciled message scrawled across the whole first page of the “copy” on his desk —“Rewrite 1” —required no interpretation by outsiders. Harbury’s nickname alone would have served to spoil a worse temper than his. “Itchy.” Somehow suggestive of Indifference to the cleanliness next to godliness, of some kind of personal, physical taint, of a slum origin, it was a deuce of a name, Billy often thought, to have wished onto a freshfaced, immaculate, daily bathed boy who had been brought up in a good home and never forgotten the days thereof! But one day in the first weeks of his cubdom Billy had dug up a peach of a story along the docks about a schooner then in port which turned out to have had a most amazing but authentic history of blockade running, gun smuggling and the like. Billy wrote the story, and therein he referred to the schooner, interchangeably as “it” and “she,” just as the words happened to come off his type-

“You are Beatrice Orton.”

writer. The copy desk on the Herald was a bit of a joke, and Sanderson, the city editor, was in the midst of a first edition rush, so the story got by as written. It was an awful mess of pronouns, with its conflicting repetitions of “it” and “she.” The staff needed but about forty seconds to evolve “it-she” Into "Itchy” — and Billy' Harbury was dubbed. , But if Billy’s nickname reflected paucity in the gift of expression, the reputation he had gained in his two on the Herald was far from being one for stupidity. He was the paper’s’ very best natural sleuth, a born digger after evasive facts, an engineer gifted with resourcefulness In following the merest color of exclusive news back to the mother lode of glorious "scoops.” The boys in the office railed at his bungling use of the president’s American, but they took off their hats to him when it came to “getting the stuff.” Having rewritten the story and turned it in to Sanderson, who grunted something to the effect of the rewrite being not quite so horrible, Billy hurried away to his police “beat.” Besides headquarters he had to cover three precincts, and it was half past nine when he dropped off an East side car in front of the “hard boiled” station house. Medley, the. lieutenant in charge, was questioning a girl as the reporter entered the station. The girl was not an unusual type. Thin, cheaply dressed, of no particular complexion, the only noticeable things about her were her uncommonly fine eyes and her clean, neatly cared for hair, which was almost black. She looked chronically worried and harassed. Billy had a vague impression that he had seen her before —but that generally means that you have just happened to notice the person in a street car. Presently the lieutenant dismissed the girl, Who departed. Billy looked inquiringly at the policeman. “No story there,” cautioned Medley. “No chhrge against her; not even a suspect. Mrs. Shanahan, around the corner on Grove, came in here and asked me to have a talk with the girl; she' lodges there. Said the girl lost her job in one of those .North end garment shops two weeks ago and hasn’t hardly been out of her room since. The old lady thinks she hasn’t had anything to eat but crackers and milk this week, and worried. “I sent Briggs to ask her to step

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tn here, thinking she might be nutty; but she talks straight enough. Secretive as the devil, though. Calls herself Swain. Guess she’s got ji good education. I didn’t get anything out •f her.” Billy knew the lieutenant well enough to be sure that he was keeping nothing up his sleeve. It was probably merely a case of a well-brought-up but incapable girl fallen on UI times, who had lost her nerve but not her pride. Young as he was the boy had run across more than one such case in his police station experience. But as he hopped a car for the fourth precinct Billy was still thinking about that girl and the haunting resemblance. Ten seconds after that he had hopped off the oar again in the middle of the block and was on his way to Grove street on a run. Billy had remembered something—a newspaper photograph of many weeks ago. Mrs. Shanahan’s was easy to find, and the persuasive Billy induced that reluctant lady to take him up to her lodger’s room and introduce him to her in his correct character as a representative of the Herald. The lodger, whom they found sitting at the window of her stuffy room, hadn’t a chance to escape the interview. Billy opened up the instant Mrs. Shanahan was gone. “You are Beatrice Orton.” It was a statement, not a question. The girl looked at Billy stonily. “For three months the police of the country have been hunting for you, and your stiff-necked father has given you up as dead. Meantime you have been hiding under a disguise that nut one woman in ten thousand of your class could successfully assume —that of an ordinary working girl. You could, because you worked in the settlements and know them.” Still there was no reply. The girl looked out of the window. “I know what none of the rest of them know —-that you didn’t even see fit to let your father know —‘that your disappearance is due to'revulsion over .vhat you thought you had found out about Chester Alling.” The girl rose from Iwr chair. “I shall ask you to leave —” she began. “Presently,” interrupted Billy. “But Chet Alling happens to have been my best friend on earth, and I have a duty to perform toward him.” “As a newspaper reporter?” There was icy sarcasm in the girl’s tone. “Newspapers be blowed. As a man and as a friend. Listen. Alling’s father, as you know, was a legal adviser off the American peace conferees. He had possession of certain knowledge on the treaty, documentary stuff: it

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would have been of untold value to a political clique in Washington. It watt known that the one person who could steal that information was Chester. They knew he was beyond approach. So they plotted to compromise him with that Baroness Colgney, with three or four of her clique of crooked adventurers as witnesses. Then they peddled the news to you, through two hands, secretly. Also they let Chester know that if he would get the documents for them they would swear that the whole business was a rotten lie—as it was. Of course Chester refused— ; and then you beat it without giving him a chance to talk.” The girl had gone white. “But why didn’t somebody—how do I know you are not the liar? You are a newspaper man, are you not? Why didn’t you print this story —\fhy didn’t anybody?" “Because it couldn’t be proved—legally. They could outswear Alling five or six to*'one. And besides the newspapers don’t know It. Haven’t , you any faith at all? Do you *now that Chester Alling has done absolutely nothing for three months but hunt for you while you have been eating your heart out and ruining your health in this mad escapade of the'sulks?” “What —what shall I do?” “Stay here for <%ie day and let me wire to Chet. Will you do that?” “Yes; oh, oh, yes! It has been awful ! Awful!” Billy sent the wire and then he went back tp the office and justified his nickname. He itched —Itched all over to write the best scoop that ever came into the Herald office. But he didn’t. Chester Alling was his best friend.

Rivers Deeper Than Ocean.

Geologists have discovered a number of sub-oceanic canyons, or drowned rivers, along the east coast of the United States. Both the Hudson and Delaware rivers are in this class, as well as Chesapeake bay. The St. rence river, in Canada, and the Congo, in Africa, are also deeper, near their mouths, than the ocean. The Hudson river, worn by the flowing stream, is considerably deeper than the offshore part of the Atlantic. It is flooded by the intruding ocean. The bay and lower river compose w’hat would be called in Norseland a fiord. The whole coast of the United States has sunk a good deal in the course of ages,* owing to the enormous weight of material brought down by the rivers and deposited out in the ocean off shore. But geologists say that the melting of glaciers has largely to do wltii the phenomenon.