Jasper Weekly Courier, Volume 48, Number 25, Jasper, Dubois County, 2 March 1906 — Page 1

Vor.. 48.

Jasper, Indiana, Friday March 2, 1!0(.

No. 2.5

B. B.Brannock.M.D. whom the gods love

PHYSICIAN AND SLRGEÜN

Office and Residence, ickson street opposite Indiana JASPER, INI). rt! I'II'NK. I J If.

John Casper, M. D. Physieiai ft SmgeMi i u rn k : 9th and Main sts. JASPEB, INDIANA. Bob I'hODM. Apni JO. 190& lr. Or. J. J. Schneider. liEXJISl. i - .,.rs in Troxl -T Building, Mam t. JASPBBf INDIANA. . t of tin Indiana Dental Col-, irf-v A nl Laving Wvatr-d in la-: - r re- , --a -Nare of (tie (Kiblir'e patmnairp J rk mi a rrnt (iirr uir a rail I t. ' srs to eta jr. (ieruian tpoken . i' i - y FRANK L. BETZ Attorney at Law ami PeBstoa AUoümt. Will praetsM in Dnboif and adjoining eoontie. Prompt attention piren to co tctkMM. Notar Public in offi?e. tor . . Kireand Arvident Incurame t ooipaniet iWpieoaiXl ARCH. C. ÜOANE, Uepremntinir Prudential Insurance Company, Pi fit Sharing Lite Insurance for M-d. Women and Children AlilloTO. AmoanUflOO QUO to $15.

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Twas time for him to die? Rfagi not your comment cold And.even inhuman? Why Should tender tears b shed When death lays young lives low. Sparet! years of sorrow and fret. Spared age's overthrow ? When young we are called away, We shirk untold regret; For austere Time will slay Not merely ourselves, hut yet Brand with authentic sign His despotism elsewhere Drape wisps of lüvering hair O'er eyes beloved - plough line And furrow on tn.as.ured chcukl "Whom the gods love die young" Ah me! there Wisdom's tongue With sovereign accent speaks! Pity the old who die: The young behind them leave Such bounteous grief whereby Fate bids they should not grieve Heart-racked with many a sigh, Wounded with many a scar. Pity the old who die; The young are happier far! Edgar Fawceit.

Money to Loan at 5 Per Cent. Wm. A. Wilson, 'ASPER. INDIANA

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letrtTMoii T. Notice. I Th nnfteti nsd trustee of Jsffeixn ip, Du boil county hereby ajivre Jn' that he ill attend to ai bumn n 'ft'' niag to 'be office of Trustee at bit on- mile north of Birfaeye on HU- r iw'ayu of each week sud re'uetai 1 -r nr baring township txisines to I nt it on office dsva. JOHN W. KNLOW, Trustee-. Jia 5. V-lvr.

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H triiUon Trimtee'a Notice

, N Uce ie hereby given hat the ander Jsul Tnurtee of Harbison township, ill at tnd to township business on eau-i Men lay of the year, at my office, an JSrs.n baring township business t: rn i, ? are required to present it to hin n M idayr. The towna'np library will be ktpt sj sir h-me near IhiUtis Jj.is L. IUkkeh, Trust. '. . Boon Townnbip TrimteV Notice. 1 undersigned. Trustee of Boon 1 - I . Dubois countr. hereby giv.-

at he will attend to all busine

ng to the office of Trustee, st hif

. -e. four-miles aouthwest of Poi n Saturdays of each week, ani -s all persons hiring townehij Mss to present it on Satnidsy. OMl desiring hooka from the Townshij ry, are notified that the Library i my reaidt nee.

'-"kx at Mr. Mary Oi sler't 1 rvHle. Prraa J Shnbr. Trusts Boone Tp Jn. 5. IfKW-y. ladio TowimMp Triwte. Notice. s H given that hereafter the Tret I of Msdiv n township will be in Irs I on tL tin.t Saturday of earn j' . and lbs remaining Saturdays st I v ": lence, one mile south west o. ' f r the pui me of standing t t ip nusines. ind all petx at ha" k tnsineas with the ownehip ar ei 1 to confine it tc those dsrs. loe township library is kep. at am'n leans' in Ireland where all mat "sin the books. the Indiana School books will be st Wm. T. Young's store at all ' Hahcbx A. Glezix, 1, 1906-y Trustee Madison Tp. I

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Walita: A Trooper's Story. li is n A. Ctonas. Two hours lefore, when the fijrht had berun uixn the little hill overlooking Wounded Knee Creek, the newly fallen snow had been white and crisp almost trackless; but now, as we regained the summit with thinned ranks and faces dark with powder smoke, the warm winter sun shone down on a sea of tiampled mud that almost covered the huddled forms of our dead foes. Eighty of our poor fellows lay scattered over the prairie, some dead and some still floundering in the mud; but for each one oi them three warriors had crossed the dark river; and, saddest of all, the Indian women in their winter dress could not be distinguished from the braves so they had been all killed together. And thinking thus, I glance I at Black Elk, our giant Cheyenne scout. He stood leaning on his $run in front of the troop, the light of battle still in his eyes, and a smile on his lips; for nad he not this day killed with his own hand four Sioux, the hereditary enemies of his tribe, whom he hated as the wolf hates? But as I looked, his expression changed to one of infinite sadness and then I knew our thoughts were the same. During the preceding winter our troop had been stationed at Standing Rock Agency, the home of the tribe we were now lighting. There lay the stern old chief who now lay dead in front of his tenee, and there lived Walita, his little daughter, the belle of all the north country. Softeyed and shy and slender, she was very unlike her stolid tribeswomen, and reminded one of nothing so mujh as a young fawn. But she was a coquette, too, and all in vain the young warriors wore their brightest blankets ami spurred their firey ponies headlong past the teppee, she would have none of them. Black Elk was with us that winter also, and strode about the agency gloomy, and armed always. for well he knew what an unprotected Cheyenne life would be worth in a Sioux camp. And so I was indeed startled, one night while riding on the prairie, to hear Black Elk crooning an Indian love-song near the old chief's home. "A trees of thy har attached to an arrow And shot to my fset, as I stand in the snow,

Will teil sjsj you love me; anJ tbm on the morn r ar. fir away to niv ffM we'll jjo. I Mi vrbit dove ' Mi fond love I Tlieu in mean arrow to say that joiiloe saf Or nen-1 it .raiirht into tin heart here ld .w." So tlu song went: and then the , lithe figure of Walita stole out among the willow shadows to meet her father's deadly enemy, and I galloped away. But alas! when spring came Walita wis sent away with many others to attend the Mission School at Pine Ridge, and thank heaven! she had not returned to gel mixed up in this trouble. And so I was thinking, when a smothered extdamation from the man who stood next to me in ranks brought Die back to the present. Following his startled looks, I saw that an Indian had iust darted from one of the bullet-riddled tepees at the foot of the hill, and was skimming along like a startled deer toward the ravine a few rods away. No one had stirrel; and he had almost reached t he rocks when our captain shrieked out, "Shoot him," and every gun sprang to a "ready." Perhaps tome instinct made us stop there, but I think it was the sight of Black Elk. He stood there in sharp silhouette against the sk like a bronze statue, taking a fong, cool aim at the flying figure. Then came a sharp report, a wisp of smoke was blown along the line, and when the bright blanket flew back, we all saw it was no painted warrior, but Walita, that plunged forward into the mud. shot by her Indian lover. One moment Black Elk stood there with startling eves and ( ashen lips, then, closely followed bv myself, snrang down the hill- -side. Kneeling at her side he called out her name, and then at last, through the shadows of death, she recognized her slaver. He saw her shrink from nim with a look of horror; and then, before I could prevent the deed, he snitched a knife from out h r belt and stabbed hiin.-vli' to the heart. She understood all the terrible mistake as; he sank forward on her breast and her brown arm stole an und his neck. C sm politan. When The Wo:lü Wt I End. When lawyers fail to take a fee And juries never disagree: When politicians are content. And landlords don't collect their rent; hen parties smash all the machines, And Boston folks jn've up their beans; When naughty children all die young, And girifl are horn without a tonjrue; Whtn ladies don't take time to shop. And office-holders never Hop; When preachers cut their strmons short . And all folks to the church resort; When back subscribers all have paid. And editors have fortunes made; Such happiness will sure protend This world must soon come to an end. LEGISLATURE TRIES TO STOP TREATING.

Ohio Representatives Would Make it Finable Hart enden Heel M t ive Drinks. Columbus, 0., Feb. 12. -The house committee on temj)erance favorably reported the Spangler anti-treat ing bill today. The measure makes it unlawful for any person to buy a drink for Another in saloon or .i any place where liquor is sold. It also prohibits bartenders giving away any drinks. The penaltv provided is a fine of .SI tnSL'ö tor the tiivt offense. S to $50 for the second, and $5 to $100 for the third offense.

WRONG FOR MAN TO HAVE 8200.000.000. Ditlereuee Helw en Muhi-Mil li. mi lire nnaj IIS laborer Not Ktftilt New York, Feb. 22. "Aa I read the Gospel I rind that the meaning of Jesus Christ and God's meaning was that it is not right for one man to live in a five million dollar mansion in Riverside drive while an ther man. with Ins family, is crowded into h two room flat in a lilthy east side tenement." So declared George L. Record, corporation counsel of Jersey City, at a meeting held under the auspices of the Young Mn's Christian Association, in the Majestic theater. "I don't want you to thin1; 1 am appealing to class prejudice," he continued, but the whole meaning of Christ's gospel is that we are brothers and should live as such. "There is a growing discontent and a feeling that our annual producticn of wealth is not equitably distributed. I don't believe one man is the equal mentally of another ami don't think he ever 1 ill be. But I say without hesitation that there Is not between man and man any such difference as thee is between $200,000,0X piled up by one man in a lifetime and $2 a day for a laborer. "Now, what can Im done? We can't adopt Russian methods; we don't want to use dynamite; we will not permit the assassination of rulers; we will not permit the pillage of the wealthy mans castle, but we will settle these questions along the goo l old fashioned American lines of reason and common sense enacte 1 into the laws of the land." He declared that the remedy never would be worked out along the lines of socialism as we hear it preached on the street. I don't believe in socialism, And, moreover. I do not hesitate to say that I have no fear of any man who with newspapers anil pamphlets or from thestrejt corner apeals to the reason of sueh as he can get to listen to him. But the trouble with socialists and with the followers of Henry George was that they wen impractical. 'If the smgle tax ever is adopted it will be after a trial in some community where it can be tested like we now test a new reaping machine." Here he took up the traction merger. "A group of big capitalists have managed to get control of the traction lines and they nropose to use the time-honored financial method of injecting a hundred million dollars worth of water into the deal," he said. "In five years they will, through banks and other investment distributing concerns, have distribute! this watered stock, and yet it represents neither thought nor a man's sweat It represents not a thing on earth. It means that they will have the power to tax you and your children indefinitely on a hundred millions. "And we, political foob that we are," he said, "under our laws which permit this kind of finance do nothing. I do not blame these men. I would do the same thing if in their place. "Who is looking after your interests? I have looked over the ground. I have looked to the republican party and to the demo cratic party 'and have not yet

seen a single man of standing and capacity in either organisation who is ooking after your interests." The Title Hunter. In the Indianapolis Sunday Star appeared an elaborate story of the number of American girls who have paid out millions of dollars in dowries for titled hu -bands. It was a pitiful story at once pitiful and disgusting. Not that there is anything disgusting in marrying a man who has a title, but disgusting in that itsShowa that many of our American girls will mam' a title whether there is a man behind it or not. And glancing over the long list published we find that in the most cases our American girls have paid high for a title without getting anything that bears the slightest resemblance to a man. Some few of them have been more fortunate. The Leiter girls paid well for their tides but botn got men with the titles Lord Curzon does not depend upon his title for distinction. Nature made nim a nobleman. The title in his case is the least significant thing about him. His career has been so exceptio, -ally brilliant that the title pales into insignificance beside it . And the Karl of Suffolk, whom the other Leiter girl purchased, is a man every inch a man. Perhaps the poorest bargain made by any of our girls wa that of Anna Gould, who gave herself with her $15,000,000 for a questionable title and with nothing hinting of a man in sight. Helen Morton, daughter of the former vice president, also made a poor bargain. Both of these girls are now playing an engagement in the limelight of the divorce courts. Somehow the titles, once theirs, lost all tiieir glamour. Thus the old adage. "All that glisters is not gdd." ; A De nucratfc Democrat. The Democratic primaries in Floyd county for the nomination of candidates for the county offices, paed off very good natured on Friday, rmt withstanding there were some very hot contests. The day was an ideal one and a large vote was cast. To-day no complaints are heard among Democrats as to the result of the primary, but on all sides there is ac.juiescense in the result and the expressed determination among both winners and losen to elect the entire ticket, and to largely increase the Democratic majority in the county. The race for the nomination for County Auditor and Sheriff were the hottest fought that has leen made in rloyd county in years. Bmtl Dupswiuier'f contest for the Auditorship against : Julian T. Miller, was characterized by remarkable energy, jxditical sagacity and fairness, and thoagli Mr. Dupaquier lost, he says h' is willing and ready t take off his coat and roll up his sleeves and enter the fight I elect every man on the ticket. No one doubts the thorough Democracy of Mr. Dupaquier nor of his successful competitor Mr. Julian T. Miller. New Albany Ledger. we are unable to find words in our vocabulary to laud the uncompromising democracy of our friend Dupaouier and we regret Very much nis defeat, and we venture to say that after the votes have leen counted in Mr. Dupaquier'i ward next November, he will ha no made good his I ward.