Jasper Weekly Courier, Volume 57, Number 14, Jasper, Dubois County, 8 January 1915 — Page 2

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OF PEACE

By FRANK FILSON.

When Uncle Will came back from the West at forty-five, with z. wad of money, we were delighted that he should think of spending the winter in the old homestead, where he had not put .in an appearance for ten

years. ' "But what gets me," he said, "is the way you folks here quarrel. Seems to me as" though you hadn't any time to do anything else, and liked it" I flushed. "If you are referring to George Bailey, uncle," I began. "Lydia," answered Uncle Will, "if you talk sassy like that you won't get any more candy from me. What do I care about George Bailey? He isn't half good enough for you, and I'm ?glad you had a falling out." "He is!" I cried indignantly. "He's the finest boy in Surbiton." And then Uncle Will gave me one of his maddening smiles and walked away. It was true enough what he had said, though. We did have trouble in Surbiton. It was what you call a . spinsters' village, and everybody said I was a fool to let George go. But he humiliated me so, dancing with red-headed Miss Florence Smith twice that night, and only giving me eleven dances. And we had just become engaged, too.

Uncle Will was a Surbiton man. They said in his young days he had been engaged to Miss Barrett, the school teacher. If he had, nobody was the wiser. He and Miss Barrett greeted each other just as calmly as -though they had always been acquaintances and there had never been anything else between them. And what puzzled me was how Uncle Will could want to put in so lonb' a time .at Surbiton, instead of making for "the white lights of the city, with his wad to spend. Now I come to my ütory. It was about three weeks after Uncle Will returned that Surbiton was electrified by an itinerant peddler who came ..along the street. Peddler is perhaps a wrong way of describing him, for he had nothing to sell. He drove a broken-down horse and sat inside aibuggy with a closed top. When lie reached Hi Perkins' vacant lot he unUiitched the horse and turned it out to

"I'm the International and Intercolonial Peacemaker!"

graze. Then ho took down the top of the buggy and hoisted his sign: WILLIAM ITT International and Intercolonial Peacemaker of America. Naturally half the village was around Mr. Ttt's wagon in about ten minutes, gaping. "What's it mean?' asked Hi Perkins, who didn't like peddlers pitching on his lot, though he was too kind-hearted to shoo them away. "I'm the international and intercolonial peacemaker," says Mr. Itt, who was a little, sandy, dried-up man. "I make peace. Bring on your quarrels. Now!"

"Why don't he try to make up between Jim Barnes and his wife?" shouted one of the wags. But Mr. Itt took a serious view of the situation. "This ain't no joke, ladies and gents," he said. "It's a respectable perfession, mine is. It's a necessary one, too. There's far too much quarreling in these days. I made peace only last week between the mayor of Deedles and Alis lady, and the town's been clean of graft ever since. Now, ladies and gents, my fee is a dollar, and my tent's open by appointment at any hour after dark, when you can come in quietlike and nobody will see you." Well, that raised i a laugh, but, would you believe it, Sadie Roach, our maid, declared that she saw Mr. and Mrs. Barnes stealing away out of Mr. Itt's tent, looking as pleased as a courting couple the next morning. And as the days went by and Mr. Itt remained, it certainly seemed that an improvement had come to Surbiton. Folks who hadn't been on speaking terms for years began to say "Hello!" to each other, and spite fences were taken down, and nobody

complained when the neighbor' !

chickens got into his garden any more. Well, what happened next scared me. I was strolling near Mr. Itt's tent, just by chance, you understand, when the little man came out and accosted me.' "Mademoiselle," he said, executing a bow for that is the only word suitable for the absurd little bob he made, "can I be of service to you?" My heart went into my mouth and I couldn't find any words with which, to answer him. "If you was to come to my tent about eight o'clock, tonight," said Mr. Itt, "I might be able to help you know yourself. You have trouble in your heart, mademoiselle. I can trace it in the third line of your right hand, running from the Mount of Hercules to the Oasis of Luna." And with these enigmatical words he beat a retreat into his tent, leaving me decidedly annoyed and a little humiliated. I knew he couldn't possibly have heard about me and George, because our engagement had been kept a profound secret outside the family, and only the relations and the servants

knew about it, and they wouldn't have

breathed a word to anybody. How

ever, I began to get piqued by Mr.

Itt's words, and about eight o'clock

that night, finding myself quite by

chance, you understand in the vicin

ity of Mr. Itt's tent, I thought I would drop in to see whether there really was anything in what he had said

about the Mount of Hercules.

Though it had begun to dawn on

me that I had had. my hands in my muff and that he hadn't seen them

at all.

Mr. Itt seemed to have been wait

ing for me, for hardly had I drawn near his tent when he was outside,

seizing me by the hands.

"You have come," he said. "I am

glad you have come. Mademoiselle,

you remind me of my dear friend His

Excellency Ching Foo, the .grand

vizier of Tartary, -who had a fearful

quarrel with his wife" last week over

the spending money. He came to me.

"'Mr. Itt,' he said. 'I have had a

row with my wife i.nü I wish I were dead. She wrants a hundred yen a wTeek to buy her own clothes with.

What would you do?'

"'Give her two hundred,' I an

swered, and he saw the justice of it

and went away happy. They're recon

ciled now."

Mr. Itt's views seemed sensible to

me, but all the while he was repeat

ing this absurd patter he kept

glancing back nervously over his

shoulder, as though he were expect

ing somebody. And as he ended he made an. abrupt little dive into the

tent and pulled the flap to. I heard

a murmur of voices inside, and I wan

dered whether I had happened along

when another couple was there.

And I was still wondering when, to my amazement, somebody put his

hands over my eyes.

And now my heart began to pit-a

pat. Yes, it .was George.

"I'm so sorry, sweetheart," he said.

"I see how wrong I was to dance

twice with Florence Smith. I'll nev

er look at her again. Mr. Itt per

suaded me that I had been a fool.

Won't you forgive me, dearest?"

Well, I was considerably hurt, but

then I felt something being squeezed over my finger, and it felt like that

half-hoop of diamonds, which I had

loved so much, and which I "had in

tended to have enlarged the day bofore I gave it back to George. . So

what could I do?

We had the happiest time there,

and then we decided that we ought to

thank Mr. Itt. It seemed too wonder

ful to be true. So we went up to

the tent and called.

Mr. Itt seemed to be scolding some

body, I thought, and he didn't hear my voice. I wanted to thank him and so I opened the tent door. And who do

you think were inside? Uncle Will

and Miss Barrett.

Uncle Will was on his knees be

fore her. and her face was as hard

as stone. Just then Uncle Will saw

us, and he sprang to his feet, looking

rather foolish. ?

"Go away, you young vipers!" he bellowed. "What do you mean by

intruding upon why, it's little Lydia!

And George!"

Somehow instinct told me just what

to do at that moment. I went up to

Miss Barrett and kissed her and

placed her hands in Uncle Will's.

Suddenly Miss Barrett's face softened, and a minute later she was crying in Uncle Will's arms. Uncle Will said afterward that it must have

been the force of our example. I

think this was correct. But would vou ever believe that Uncle Will had

-i j " r . Til 1- - nnnnvmnna1)

nirea iur. ill lor me pcuuimaiac.

That's what Aunt Rose Barrett Tern

pleton says. And Uncle Will doesn't

deny it. He says he's got such a

good wife he doesn't want to remem

ber the trouble he had in getting her.

Strangely enough, George said

something like that to me yesterday.

(Copyright. 1914, by TV. G. Chapman.)

ÄND OTOE

Cities

WORKING IN OCEAN'S DcPTHS Moit Remarkable Divers Are ihm Pearl Fishers of Torres, WhoWork With Simple: Equipment;

Beggars' Feud Breeds Riot Among Chicago Cripples

CHICAGO. Probably the oddest procession of customers in Chicago passes nightly below .the huge wooden "schooner" which: proclaims to passers-by. that the "Largest 5-Cent Beer in Town- may be had in the saloon or. Isaac Bobinsky on South. Jefferson street.

They are the lame, the halt and the blind. Bill McGuirk is one of the most

successful of Bobinsky's patrons. Bill : claims to have only one leg, and the police hare found, no cause to doubt his word during the three years he has collected pennies from passers-by ; on Halsted street between Madison and Twelfth streets. Bill claims an option on the east side of the street

between these bounds. "Blind' Joe"

holds title to the west sidewalks .by right of conquest.

Down on Fourteenth street stands John Finley, whose business assets

consist of the loss of one arm and deafness. The other morning McGuirk was told by one of his regular patrons that he had iust siven his daily nickel to a one-armed mar. at Halsted and Jackson

streets. Thß loss of the nickel rankled in Bill's bosom ail day. He arrived .

at Bobinsky s earlier tnan usual, and waited for the trespasser to arrive. Finlev edced his way through the swinging: doors at seven o'clock. A

wooden leg grazed iis head by a few inches. His friends, who. were waiting

Others aligned themselves with their old leader, Bill. A few minutes later a call was turned in at the Maxwell street station.

When the noliee arrived thev found the floor strewn with canes, crutches,

artificial limbs and roller skates. A man leaned against the bar with, a sign

on his chest bearing tne inscription: l Am Blind.

"I didn't see nothin', but I heard an awful lot," he said.

Drink Out of Fashion in the Capital of Missouri

EFFERSON CITY, MO. Drinking is going out of fashion among Missouri's

men of affairs. Here is an incident that shows how drinking has lost

favor among the classes that used to transact much of their business around

the famous Madison house bar.

The general counsel of one of Mis

souri's largest railroads asked an ac

quaintance to go in and have a toddy.

(And the Madison toddy has had a

reputation in its day.)

Sorry, not drinking any more,"

the acquaintance replied.

You're the fifth man I've asked in

the last hour to go in have a drink

who has refused 'because he isn't

drinking any more " the counsel said.

Sit down. Let's see how many

co into the bar. The two sat down and watched for a half hour. Ten years

aero the crowd wouldn't have been in the lobby. It would have been at the

bar. Five years ago, even, the bar would have been the favorite congregating

spot for such a gathering as that.

The half hour nassed. Not a single one of all the crowd went into the

bar. The men did their visiting and their "milling" in the lobbies over tneir

cigars. They had left J. Barleycorn off their visiting list. That condition

wasn't true iust of the famous old Madison bar, which has seen politics and

politicians since time without end. It existed at all the bars of the capital

city. So lamented the men who had been mixing "presbyterians ana soum-

easters" for Missouri statesmen for a generation.

As the general counsel remarked after his half bour vigil over tne Dar-

oom door: "Times certainly have changed even in Missouri

iev have. J. Barlevcorn still has his politicians, scores of them, but

as for personal acquaintance even in Missouri they are striking him off

the approved visiting lists.

"CASCABEIS" ACT

The- greatest depth recorded' of work done by a- diver in a suit is 1S2 feet; this depth- was reached? by the Spanish diver, Angel Erostarbe, who recovered $45,000 in silver ingot& fronr the wreck of the- steamship- Skyro off Cape Finisterre. The sponge divers of the Mediterranean work at a- maximum of 150' feet, and the Australian pearlers at 120 feet. The greatest depths reached by divers without ap paratus w-ere by the pearl fishers of Torres, mostly Malayans from the

smaller islands: They go down with the aid of a: stone and a loop in tho rope thereto attached! which they clutch with their toes, these organs bein& far more prehensile than in races normally shod. They seldom venture to descend below 50 feet, a depth at which they can remain for.' two minutes. The stone enables them to remain at the bottom while they are sweeping the pearl oysters into a basket attached to the stone. W en the diver feels that he must come up to breathe he releases his toes from the-becket in the- rope and at once floats to the surface; Young and healthy Malayan divers working oyster beds below six. fathoms make four descents an hour during four hours m the morning and the same during

four hours in the afternoon following

a four-hour rest. A civilized man at

a depth of 42 feet finds such- a dive in

tolerable after a. single minute;

:No sick headache) biiiousne. bad taste or constipation by. morning..

Getr a lOcent box. Are you keeping your bowels literr and stomach clean, pure and frhi with Cascarets, or merely- forcing a passageway every few day- withi Salts, Cathartic Pills, Castor Oil orr

Purgative Waters.?

Stop having aibcrwol washday, Btte

Cascarets thoroughly, deans and: reg

ulate the stomach, remove to sour

and fermenting food and. foul gasest

take the excess bile from the liver

and carry out of the system all thoconstipated waste- matter- and poisons

in. the bowois.

A Cascaret to-night will' make yoni feel great by morning. They work while you. sleep never grip, sicken or cause any inconvenience, and cost" only 10 cents a box- from your store. Millions of men and women take a; Cascaret now and then and never have Headache, Biliousness Coated Tongue, Indigestion, Sour; Stomach, or Constipation. Adv. However, a man may. not be- mar ried and still have his troubles.

TRIED TO "BEAN" THE HAWK!

New York City Employee Flirrgs Pat

per Weight Ineffectively, afc. Daring Pigeon-Eaten

vik rKtlD I THOUGH! tit)

There was a hunt for game yester

day atop the municipal building-. The

game was variously described as a

hawk and an eagle. The hunters were

a couple of score of city employees.

led by Alderman Carstairs and Jack.

Kennedy, chief cleric of the water de

partment. The "guide," if such he

could be called, was Elevator Dis

patcher Peter Kearney, whose office

is on the roof of the building, and who has been watching: the big bird

capture and devour pigeons.

'"The- bird is two feet higlv at least,

and his wings spread four feet," said

Kearney. "He's black, but his breast

has streaks of white- on it. He has a-

brown bill, with a black spot right on

the end of it.'

The hunters trooped out on the roof

just after Kearney had in-formed them

the bird had settled on a ledge 15

feet below, with a pigeon in its mouth.

There was a long discussion, and final

ly Frank Kalliday tied a paper weight

to a long string, and tried to "beau

the hawk.

The weight fell pretty close to the

hawk's head, and it soared up,-taking refuge in the folds off Civic Virtue

bronze skirt. New York World.

Mrs. Austin's Bäg Päncake,. delicious light cakes for. breakfast. Adv. The most common, form! of. pessimism is the belief that a. goodt beginning makes a bad ending.

Many a. married man. wonders-just, how ismall a portion, of his earning he is really entitled, to.

Effeminate; Gabe Why do you say he is effeminate? He doesn't act; that; way; Steve He always wants the lastr. wordi

TransientSiAII.. Mrs Bxe How many ser.vants do you keep? Mrs. Wye None.- My. record tortile year, so fan, is-twenty-two I didn't, keep.

That Would Be Plenty, "Well, my good woman," said th glummer, "I must be going. Is there anything; L can db for you?" "Only that," responded- the submerged: one wearily.

ITHirlK MRS

IS

FINE TO

THINK OF

THIS COURTSHIP IDEA -

00NT YOU ?

Courtship Center Is Started by Boston Church

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i OQTrvrv a ciiTinn-nnrp. true-Diue uuui lsuiu teuici, uci c jüudiuu o j wuhö

D men and women of marriageable age can gather and become acquainted

with a view to matrimonv. has been established by Mrs. Rumsey Jenness,

wrife of the new pastor of the Tremont Street Methodist church, in the parlors

of that edifice, at West Concord and

Tremont streets. The courtship meetings are held

usually Wednesday and Sunday eve

nings. They are made more interesting

by a so-called "chocolate pot," that is, chocolate is served to the young folk,

and also a light supper.

This courtship center is the very

latest thing of its kind in Boston, if not in the world. It is just what it

announces itself to be. More than one hundred young men, including a large

number of Tech and Harvard boys and more than one hundred girls, numbering among them many from the Emerson College of Oratory and the New England Conservatory of Music, are already attending the courting meetings.

Mra. Jenness' motto is, "Give the young people a chance." "I believe in brinsinsr them together and then in letting propinquity do

the rest," she says. Cupid in the church is well placed. Where COUld there

be a more fitting place for young persons to carry on their love affairs?

"We have introduced a great many young men and young women, and each of the five hundred active workers of the church has been invited to

come to tho 'chocolate pot' gatherings and bring a friend."

The courtship gathering idea, according to the minister's wife, 5s only one of a number being planned by the original pastor and his wife for making

the Methodist church center a center of community interests ror tne ten thousand persons within the Tremont Street church district.

ft

Practical Trade School Idea. London has elaborated the trade-

school idea to include the work of outfitting women with an equipment to)

face life's struggle. In the six tradeschools of London, four of which are

under the direct control of the London

county council, and two of which are connected with the polytechnic insti

tutions, aided by grants from the Lon

don county council, various trades of" the traditional feminist classes, such

as dressmaking, ladies' tailoring, cor

set making, millinery, embroidery,.

waistcoat making, cooking, laundry work and upholstery, are being taught.

In addition to competent teachers these schools have enlisted in their

interest advisory committees of employees of the classes of workwomen

being developed by the schools, one

result of which is that employment

at profitable wages awaits the capable students of these schools. The vocational school idea is spreading and extending through the civilized world, with the result that it brightens the prospects of youth and heartens young people with the knowledge that they will enter upon their career with some technical acquaintance with and some manual dexterity in those lines of work in which the world stands constantly in need of workers.

Her Solicitude. Fred My dear Dorn,, let this thought: console you for your lover's death. Remember that other and: better mem than he have gone the- same way. Bereaved One They haven't alii gone-, ll2Lve they ? New York Sun.

The Size. Mother asked Davie one morning to fetch a- small cabbage from the grocer "What would you call a small cabbage?" Davie asked. "Oh, abonti the size of Jackie' head," answered the mother, referring: to. the younger brother. A few second later a voice came from the doorway: "Mamma, I'm taking Jackie with m to measure by."

Alt There Was for Him. A poor shoemaker's apprentice was sent to his master's home with somework. It was early in December, and when the lad arrived at the house h found the good wife engaged baking the spiced bread ready for Christmas. The smell was delicious, and, sniffing strongly, the apprentice exclaimed

j heartily:

"Eh, missus, but your spies Iof smells grand." "Ah, well, lad, thee mun tak' soma good smells, for it will be all thou will get." London Tit-Bits.

STICK TO IT Until Coffee Hits You Hard.

Mother Cat Bested Hawk.

In a fight with a hawk on a farm

of Northumberland, Pa., a big Mal

tese cat worsted the bird of prey

and saved her family from destruc

tion. Taking her brood from a manger

to the barnyard, tabbie was giving

them a sun bath when the hawk

swooped down and seized one of the

kittens. Like a flash the mother cat

was on the back of the big bird, and

a battle ensued. Feathers flew and

the pair rolled around and around.

Finally the hawk rose into the air

and darted rapidly away. An exam

ination of the kittens found that tht

mother cat had won the battle.

Penny. Lunch for Poor New York School Children

NEW YORK. The "penny luncn rurnisnea ny tne scnooi mncn committee of the New York Association for Improving the Condition of the Poor,

of which Edward F. Brown is superintendent, is probably the most wholesome

event in the life of half the children

on the lower .East side.

Seventeen schools now have this

penny-an-article lunch service. In 1915, and in time to provide lunches

this winter through the municipal aid

granted, this service will cover 28

schools with a register of 44,000 pu

pils.

The board of education provides fa

cilities for serving the lunches

kitchen and place for the children to

eat but the maintenance of the work

is entirely from private contributions. Every article on the menu is the

result of scientific study. The bowl of soup the wee urchin carries so care

fully on his tin tray is of concentrated strength. The two slices of bread

he buys for his penny are made with milk and the best flour. The "watei

roll" he probably had foY breakfast was of the two-for-a-cent variety, but con

tained less than half the nourishment of the school bread.

For two cents the average poor mother of the tenements provides a

wretched apology for a meal. For two cents at the school lunch a kiddle

cets a percentage of calories that will keep him going for six hours.

Pennies, to be sure, are scarcer than ever tms winter, ine mncn committee ßerved on an average 400 children a day last year, against 350 this. The answer? Unemployment, business depression, war, high prices.

Atirf cn back of prich hatchet-faced, thin-legged child who brings hi

penny to school tor a bowl of soup there is a distinct socia.1 and economic uroblem " w

Wanted Quick Settlement. The humors of that type of lawyer who is known as the "ambulance chaser" are not lost upon Representative Howard of Georgia, who, by the way, has not even sympathy for the type. He recounts the story of an elderly negro who was run over by a

wagon. A sympathetic attorney

rushed to the hospital and offered to handle the case 'on a contingent fee.

"Go 'way f'um me,white man," said

the old darky, feebly: r ' ,

"But I w,ant to help, yqu," said the

lawyer. -

The old man showed a: gleam, of in-

terest.

"Does you?" he said. ' The lawyer nodded. "Den," said the victim, "you go out an' find de man dat run into me and bus' his haid wide open!"

Hen Was Practical. The Johnsons had an old hen wThich insisted upon neglecting her comfortable nest to lay a daily egg in the coal cellar. "I can't think," fretted Mrs. Johnson, as she and her small son, Joe, together hunted for that particular egg, "why this one hen insists upon using the coal cellar." "Why, that's easy, mother," exclaimed Joe in astonishment. "I s'pose she's seen the sign, 'Now ift & time to lay In your coaL" :

It is about as well to advise peoplt to stick to .coffee until they get hit hard enough so that they will never forget their experience. A woman writes and her letter if condensed to give the facts in a short space: "I was a coffee slave ad stuck to it like a toper to his 'cups,' notwithstanding I frequently had severe attacks of sick headache; then I used more coffee to relieve the headache, and thii was well enough until the coffee effect wore off. "Finally attacks of rheumatism began to appear, and ultimately tht whole nervous system began to break down 'and I was fast becoming a wreck. "After a time I was induced to q.H coffee and take up Postum. This w half a year ago. The result has bam most satisfactory.

"The rheumatism is gone entirely, nerves practically well and steady, digestion almost perfect, never bare any more sick headaches and am gaining steadily in weight and strength." Name given by Postum Cov Battle Creek, Mich. Read "The Road to Well ville," in pkgs. Postum comes in. two forms: Regular Postum must be weH boiled. 15c and 25c packages. Instant Post urn is a soluble pow

der. A teaspoonful dissolve quickly in a cup of hot water and, with cream

and sugar, makes a delicious betr

age instantly. 30c and 50q tins.

The cost per cup ot both kineta about the same. "Ttiera'a a Reason11 for PoUm. lolü by Grootri.

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