Jasper County Democrat, Volume 23, Number 22, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 June 1920 — NEWS from the COUNTY [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]
NEWS from the COUNTY
JACKBON TWP., NEWTON CO. Nice weather, ut a little too dry for oats at this writing. Wheat is being badly injured in most localities by the Hessian fly. Fruit prospects, especially apples and peaches, are exceptionally good. Mrs. Dr. E. R. Schanlaub of Morocco, is taking treatment at a Chicago hospital. Alph Brown of east Beaver township, went to the Rensselaer hospital Tuesday for treatment. Lewis Guthrie cleaned off the North J,tar cemetery and did a very satisfactory job, too, by the way. The railroad brotherhoods want Congress to remain in session, but for the love of Ignatz and in the name of the immortal BiJi Bailey, why?
The Odd Fellows and Royal Neighbors held joint memorial services in Mt. Ayr last Sunday. Mr. Redkeith of Muncie, Ind., delivered the address. Will H. Ade, brother of George Ade, the author and playwright, has been in poor health for sometime with little or no improvement at last report. It is almost Impossible to work up a political discussion these days. Republicans have nothing to discuss and the Democrats are too busy making “hay.” A nice shower fell here Tuesday night This, followed by about the first real warm weather we have had this season, is having a most salutary effect on growing crops. It pains us to note too many farmers are trying to operate a tworow corn cultivator, when they couldn’t handle a one-row plow successfully. This applies to other people and other things, as well. When men donate SIOO,OOO or more as a campaign fund, they, as a rule, expect their candidate, if elected, to reciprocate upon demand —-and, generally speaking, he dors. Corn planting was a little late this spring, but the stand generally was never better. With a reasonable amount of moisture and the absence of an early frost Newton
county should barvest at least nn average crop of corn. Oats are less promising. The death of Taylor Williams, a south Colfax township farmer, occurred last Sunday morning, due to paralysis. He was about sixtyfour years old and was a bachelor, making his home with his brother John. Potatoes are plenty high in price at the present writing, but. judging from indications, they are likely to go much higher. The weather has not been favorable for potatoes, and to this may be added an unusually small acreage, due to the high price of seed. "I’ve herded with the Republicans, for forty years, come next November,” said a farmer to us recently, "but dem my on’ry hide. I’m goin’ to quit ’em. By whizz, when a party gits so dad burn kerrupt that a presidential candidate must spend a million dollars or more' In order to git the nomination, It’s time fer me to throw off the yoke. Fifty years ago the poorest man In the party could run fer President —he didn’t need no kampaign fund—but now it’s money and nothin’ else No, sir, I can’t vote the Republican ticket no longer and live a Christian, as I understand It.” And the good man milked a varl-colored wisp of throatlatch whiskers and groaned heavily. There is perhaps no disease that will put a person on the blink, mentally and physically, so quickly and so effectively as Influenza. This malady, like the laughing hyena, is sneaking, cunning and treacherous. It will He in wait for its Intended victim for weeks and months in order to take him unawares, and when it gets its hooks into you, biff, you hit the mat with a dull thud and begin to call for more cover, while you try to hold the top of your head on with both hands. We were attacked by influenza three weeks ago and since then our interest in the world’s doings has been practically nil. Democrat, Republrcan, Jew and Gentile have all looked alike to us, while our wabbly intellect could detect not the slightest difference between an American patriot and the wildest eyed, garlic eating Bolshevik that evqr came down the pike. And such dreams! God! One minute we were shobting craps with Dutch Bill in South Halstead street, Chicago, and in two seconds thereafter we were standing on Broadway, New York, wholly absorbed in Uncle Joe Cannon, who persisted In sticking his head out of a smoke stack and accusing us of being a kinsman of "Gyp, the Blood,” electrocuted for murdei sometime ago, if our treacherous memory serves us correctly. From New York we rode a bucking codfish to Washington city, where we fell from the top of Washingtons monument, landing in a sheep pasture just north of. Constantinople.
Here a burly native stood on our stomach and screamed: “There is but one God and Mohammed Is his prophet. Death, death to the Chistian dog.” At this the fellow grabbed a two-year-old camel by the hind leg, waived It aloft for a moment and then brought It down upon our nead with a force that caused th* animal to explode with the moet unpleasant results. When last seen we were boarding a cattle train at Teheran with a mountain lion under one arm and a bundle of printed matter, extolling the merits of Doc Horsewood’s spavin cure, under the othre. Should you be so unfortunate as to contract a case of influenza,
call In a good physician—not a horse doctor, who would probably diagnose your trouble as being a complication of glanders and azaturia, superinduced by botts, or something like that, as was partly true in our case. LEE Dale Holeman of Monticello is here this week visiting relatives. Frank Eldridge and family spe? t Sunday at Fowler, visiting relatives. Rollin Stewart and family were entertained for Sunday dinner at the home of George Culp, near Monon. J. H. Culp and wife, Mrs. C. A. Holeman and Mrs. Brougher spent
Sunday In Monticello with Hstella Holeman and children. Tuesday was the picnic day here of the Jewel Band of the Home Missionary Society. A very interesting missionary meeting was held In the church in the afternoon. C. A. Lefler and family, O. E. Noland and wife, Lonnie Noland and family and J. L. Osborne and wife all spent Sunday at Estel Osborne s, the occasion being the birthday anniversary of three of the family—C. A. Lefler and daugnter, Mrs. Estel Osborne, and grandson, Lois Osborne. All present had a very enjoyable day.
