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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUX-TELEGRAM, 3IOXDAY DECEMBER 3, 1910.

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RICHMOND, INDIANA "PANIC PROOF CITY" Ifaa a population of 13.000 and la irbwlnit. It la tha county aeat of Wavno County, and the trading; venter of a rich agricultural community. It la located dut east from Indtanapolla l mllea and 4 mllea from tha atata lino. lllchniond la a city of homea an.? of Induatry. Primarily a manufacturing city. It la also tha Jobbing- cer.ter of Eaatern . dlana and enjoya tho retail trade of tho populoua community for mllea around. Klchmond la proud of It apiantlld atreeta, well kept yarda. Ita cement aldewalka and beautiful Phale trrea. It haa 3 national bank. 3 truat companlea and 4 buiMlnir aaaoclatlonb with comMned rtaourcea of over $S,000,oao. Number nf factorlea IIS; capital Inveated $7,000,000. with an annual output of 127.000.000. and A pay roll of f3.700.OOC. The total pay roll for tho city amount to approximately 16.300,900 annual, ly. Thara ara fire ralroad companlea radlatlnc In alaTht differ, ant direction from tho city. Incoming freight hr.ndled dally, 1.. 760.000 Iba.; aute-oln freight bandied dally. 7SO.OO0 Iba. Yard facilities, per day. 1.700 cara. Number of paaaenajer tralna datly. It. Number of freight tralna dally, 77. Tho annual poxt office recelpta amount to 10.000. Total aaaeeeed valuation of th city. 118 000.000. Klchmond haa two tnterurban rail way a. Three Bewapapera with a combined circulation of 12.000. Klchmond la tha areateat hardwara Jobblna cener In tha atata and only recond In reneral loh. Mnar InteroMta. Tt haa a piano faecry prnduclna a htg-h rrado plana overy 18 minute. Tt In the lender In tho manufacture of traction enrlnea. and producea mora threahlna machfnea. lawn mowera. roller ekatea. arraln drllla and burial raakefa than any other city In tha world. Tha clty'a area la .o aeea haa a court home roatlnar 3500 . MS: 10 publle achoola and has tha flneat and moat complete hie1 achool In tho middle weat under ronatruetlont 1 parochial achoola Karlham e11 and tho Indiana Itintneaa Coll ere; five aplendld fire companlea In fine hoea bmiaea; Olen Miller park, tho 1rrt and r-toat beautiful park In tdtnna. tha homo of Rich, mnnd'e annual rbaiitanoua: aev. en ho tela; municipal etectrlo Ilarht p!eM. under auTeaafut operation and a private electric Ifarht plant, tnaiirlnfj competition: tho oldeat pnbllo library In the atata. -. eept ono and tbo aecond lara-eat 0.000 Yolumea; pure, refreahlnc water. tineurpaaed: B mMea of Improved atreeta; 40 mllea of aewera: ja mllea of cement curb nod anitter combined; 40 mltea of cement walka and menr mllea of tefck walka. Thlrt chnrchea. Inrludlnar the TTeM Memorial, built at a coet of tso.ooo: Tteid Mem orlal Moepltal. one f the moat fVindecfi n the atate Y. M. C A bnMdlo, erected at a cot of 1100 000 one of the flneat In the etate. The emnaement center of faatarn .Indiana and Western Ohio, N cltr of tho alae ef ntchmnnd hotrla fin an annial art erhtM. Tke Ttlchmon1 Fall Feattvat held each fcoher la nnlaue, nit othr cltv holde a aimllar :f. fair tt la irtyen In the Internal of tho city and financed by tha bi!neea man. Pucceae awaltlna; anvono with eterpr1ao In tho Tanto Proof , nir.

This Is My 87th Birthday

REAR ADMIRAL UPSHUR. Rear Admiral John II. Upshur, one of the oldest officers on the retired Hat of the United States Nary, was born In Northampton County. Virginia. Dec. 5. 1S23. After graduating from William and Mary College he entered the United States Naval Acade my In 1843. having previously sec; service on several vessels of the navy llo was rresent at the sefge and cap ture cf Vera Cruz and v.as a membe; of the Perry expedition to Japan. A: the commencement of the civil war h. was an Instructor at tho Annapoli academy. He served two years wit! the North Atlantic squadron during the war and was present at the captun of Fort Hatteras and Port Koyal. Mt commanded a ship In the naval attack cn Fort Fisher in the last months o! the war. During the twenty yeara fol lowing the close of the war he sa aervice on land and sea in many part: of the world. In 1SS4 he reached tht rank of rear admiral and in May o: tbo following: year ho was retired 01 hit own application, after forty-foui years' service. Since his retirement Admiral Upshur has spent much of fcfc tlmt la foreign travel.

Is there a Santa Claus? Of course there is. There ia one thing that everyone knows at this time of year. You can feel it everywhere the meanest man in town knows it After ali after all have you ever seen air? You have seen mist, you have seen smoke, you have seen fog, you have felt the winds and draughts across the room. But have you ever seen air? Of course you heven't neither has anyone ever seen Santa Claus. The nearer it Is and the clearer it is the more you see something else through the air and the nearer and clearer Santa Claus comes the more you see other things.

The time of the stocking hanging will soon be here. Let no one whatever be the years of the boy or girl six or sixty neglect to hang up the stocking. There Is something magical about itIt may be that some of us have loics In our stockings holes In the power to receive gifts. For it is harder to receive than to give. It is harder to take the gift and to keep the eye from wondering how and from whence it came.

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Some of those holes in the stocking have been worn by stones that somehow broke through the fchoe. There is a chance for a real poet to write about the Shoes of Hope and the Stockings of Faith otherv Ise it looks Queers In type. Hut you get the idea. There Is nothing sadder in the world than an empty stocking,, you say? Nothing but the lack of faith, the losing of hope and the will to be

lieve, which keeps people FROM HANGING UP THEIR AND UK LI EI VI NO IN SANTA CLi US.

There la something about Tho., Vho Have Those are the ones who have faith. It has nothing to do with money. TI1KRE IS ONE THING THAT MONEY CAN'T BUY. What do you suppose it is? Sometimes we call that something Santa Claus. The name doesn't much matter. It is the truth and not the fact that we want. figures and definitions In dictionaries and encyclopedias He utterly and without shame. Have you ever looked up Santa Claus? Look up, also, while you aro about it, Faith, Hope and. Charity.

A man once wrote tho truth about Santa Claus. He was a real muck-raker. His name Is Charles Dickens. Between now and midnight of December 25 read CHRISTMAS CAROL. Schooge or Tiny Tim?

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The Cleveland Press is a good newspaper? Weil rather! Listen: Please remember. Mr. Man, and Mrs. Lady, too, if times are hard and there's no work to do; if things go wrong and the rent is almost due; if the higher cost of living cuts you down to Irish stew; if the butter's rancid and the milk sky-blue; if the dollars that come are all too few to buy clothes for Willie and Johnnie-boy and sister Sue; if sister's got the mumps and things look blue, and there's another hole in laddie's little shoe; if all the bill collectors come adunning you as if, that you're in trouble, every one knew, and you begin cussing the whole blamed crew; if a long drouth brought not even a trace of dew; If when it did rain it never got through; if you exacted one and the kind old stork brought two; if you really felt that you'd have to boo-hoo, just stop and think of the little boy or girl who is just being told that dear old Santa Claus is a myth, a fake, a fraud, a never-was, a pipe dream, and that It's only dad plus a few pillows and some white whiskers. That IS something to grow downhearted about!

Heart to Heart Talks.

By EDWIN A. NYE.

TO A YOUNG BUSINESS NAN. When I was a yong man in college I said one day iu a classroom "Professor. I have an original idea." To which the professor, shrewd Scotsman that be was, replied; "Nay. nay. my son; an original Idea is worth a thousand dollars." I have often thought of that expression, and I am ready to say that in this day an original idea is sometimes worth a million dollars. Instances? A young man In Chicago was laughed t when ho said he believed he could sell watches by mail. He succeeded. Afterward he added other articles of merchandise. That was the beginning of a tremendous business, one-half of which was sold for $5,000,000. IXa was a small, man with a blc idea.

Another young man in New York be lieved he could print a good magazine for 10 cents and build up such a circulation that it would pay advertisers. The magazines were then selling for 25 and 35 cents. That publisher is now the multimillionaire owner of a string of magazines and newspapers. . An idea did it. Another young .man in Philadelphia believed he could make the best woman's monthly periodical and get a fair price for it. He spent thousands of dollars advertising his idea. Often he had sleepless nights figuring how to meet his weekly payroll. Today be is in the foremost ranks of the millionaires. He had a live idea. The idea is the thing. Of course, commercially speaking, the Idea must be sane and practical. And of course there must be the man behind the idea to work it out. Nevertheless Ideas are the yeast by wbjch men rise.

Conceited. Nell Polly says her fiance is awfully conceited. Belle In what wayt Nell He haa never once told her that he la unworthy of her. Philadelphia Record.

"THIS DATE IN HISTORY"

DECEMBER 5. 1775 American " force under Montgomery and Arnold appeared before Quebec. 1791Mozart. the celebrated composer, died in Vienna. Born in Salzburg, Austria, Jan. 27, 1756. jg42 William Hendricks inaugurated as governor of Indiana. 1S61 Engagement between Confederate gunboats and Federal vessels off Cape Hatteras. 1S64 Lord Norpear, the seventh Earl of Carlisle, who made a special study of American laws and Institutions, died. Born April 18, 1802. 1S76 Nearly three hundred lives lost In the Brooklyn theater fire. 1S91 Dom Pedro, former emperor of Brazil, died in Paris. Born in Rio Janeiro. Dec. 2. 1825. Cana.llan steamer "Niagara" wrecked In Lake Erie, with loss of 16 lives. 1905 Massacre of Jews at Kiev, Russia.

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Address at the Elks Memorial

By J. BENNETT GORDON

Our Absent Brothers! "In vain we call upon them! They have passed In the light which is beyond the Valley of the Shadow of Death. The places that have known them shall know them no more, and once more we are called upon to realize that in the midst cf life we are in death." 'Thus all things ask for rest, A home above, a home beneath the sod; The sun will seek the west. The bird will seek its nest. The heart another breast hereon to lean; the spirit seeks its

God." Are these memorial exerci6e3 a farewell or a home-coming? A homecoming, in thought, of those who wander a day's journey too far ahead to catch our hailing sign. "They have but turned a corner. Still They push on with right good will Through mire and marsh, bv hedge and hill That self-same patient way. That self-same faithful, hopeful way That we and they through many a doubtful day Attempted still. They in the path we mortals tread Have gone some trifling steps ahead And nearer to the end. So that we, too, once past the bend Shall meet again, our friend." Our brothers are not absent. They are with us even more truly than when they answered to their names and gave the hailing sign of good fellowship. A man's death reveals his character, his real self, better than his life. Death is so genuine that it excludes falsehood and betrays emptiness; it is the touchstone that proves the gold and dishonors the baser metal. There is something beautiful and significant in the revelation of character which death makes. As we look upon the faces of those who have fallen asleep we are stirred with the feeling that something temporary has vanished and made room for that which is real and v abiding. Working in the crowded ranks. . in the dust and heat and uproar of life, we fail to recognize the greatness and beauty of those who work beside us. When death comes and brings its wonderful silence and all the mists have cleared away and the clouds have vanished we see with clearer vision, and we wonder that our eyes were so long blinded. As the years go by and the perspective of time lengthens, the true proportions of character and the strong lines of life become more distinct and those we call dead, live with Increasing nobility and beauty in the memories of men who knew them. The similarity of our lives with the the decoration of the Sistine chapel appeals to me with added force. As our "fellow men are building their lives, strong in their manhood, we see only the tools, the confusion, the scaffolding. The" temple they are erecting in beauty, symmetry and adornment we do not see. For years Michael Angelo worked in the Sistine chapel, giving life and color with his brush to the beautiful pictures in his mind. His fellow workmen came and went, taking scant notice. The casual passer-by looked on with curious eye, but offered no word of commendation. The great artist painted on, mixing his paints with tears, as he said, giving them the quality that appealed to the souls of future generations. One day he had finished. The workmen pulled down the scaffolding and cleared away the ropes and litter. They looked up and saw the completed effort, the faces of angels and the Madonna limned in lustrous beauty and with wonderful expression of compassion and love and they fell Upon their knees in reverence and adoration. So It is with our brethren. They work on in spite of our indifference, in the face of our criticism until they have finished. The Angel of Death

takes down the scaffolding, clears away the litter of human effort and then we behold in the sunlight of GxTs truth that structure which they were erecting, that structure built of noble thoughts, kind deeds and worthy purposes, ' that mansion not made with hands, eternal in the heavens" and we exclaim "Honor and reverence and the good repute That follows faithful service as its fruit Be unto them, whom dead, we living, do salute." That is why today, wherever there is a lodge of the Benevolent and Protective Order cf Elks, there are assembled the living brethren to do honor to their living dead. That is why there breaks upon the silence tho eleven strokes symbolic of the soul's immortality. That is why the mystic roll is called, sweet reminder of the teaching that living an Elk is never forsaken; passed to the great beyond, an Elk is never forgotten. That ia why the fact that death robs us of everything trivial and leaves us only the strong and permanent we write the faults of our brothers upon the sands of time that the swiftly recurrent tides of forgetfulness may Avash them out into the sea of oblivion, and that is why with the strong arm of fraternal love and justice we deeply engrave their virtues upon the adamantine tablets of hallowed recollection. Dead yet living! Living in the affection of their families and loved ones; living in the memory of their brother Elks; living in the honors here paid them; in the words often spoken of them, in the thoughts always loyal to them. Our roll call of Absent Brothers sounds no name to which Fame paid homage; they were all men from tha humbler walks of life. None of them was wealthy, as that term Is applied in this age of colossal fortunes. Yet they are as rich today as the man who haa amassed millions; they are as mighty today as the man to whom rulers make obeisance. Death is a great leveler, a most just arbiter. During life we give praise to those who achieve largely, forgetful that those who accomplish less may be the more deserving. The man who works under the stimulus of public praise and wins, is less a success than the man who works unnoticed and conquers. The knowledge that his success will win him the applause of the multitude is an inspiration to the man in public life, spurring him on to higher things and more strenuous endeavor. While his success is not to be under-estimated it is to the man in the humbler walks of life who performs his duty faithfully, in the full knowledge that it will bring him no public recognition that the greater praise Is due. The man In public life has his character strengthened by the knowledge that his every act, his every motive, is constantly being subjected to the closest scrutiny. Did his inclination urge him to the commission of Bins the fear of public disapproval would be a safeguard to him in the hour of weakness. But the man on whose deeds the public sets no watch has not this fear of opprobrium to deter him from stepping aside from the path of rectitude. If he remains true, it is for the sake of truth, and out of respect to himself. Great as are the victories of camp and forum, the achievements of industry and Inance "Yet greater them who on life's battlefield With unseen foes and fierce temptations fight." unarmed except with their own conscience, unhonored in their hours of victory, unwept in event the odds prove too great. Such men are upright because it is their nature so to be. To this class of men belonged

our Absent Brothers tealous in their endeavors, scrupulous in their dealings with their fellow men, upright in their lives and habits, charitable in their judgment of their brothers. Some of them faced terrific odds, fought what they knew was a losing fight and yet kept the sunny side of their nature toward" the world. Upon one of my visits home the past summer I spent a half Hour with one of them. He sat in his chair and the sun sifted through the leaves a benediction upon him. He saw Death approaching, but his eye sparkled with the joy of living and he smiled as he told me of bow he had beaten the Graybeard and his scythe in other fights, and that he would not surrendder in that one. Within the week I read that he had heard the one clear call and answering had journeyed down the road, the first to take his Master's hand, and I thought of that fugitive verse, "It is easy enough to be happy When life goes along with a song; But the man worth while Is the man who will smile When everything goes dead wrong. For the test of the heart Is trouble, And it always comes with the years, But the smile that is worth the homage of earth Is the smile that shines through the tears." There was a true Elk, just as were the others of this lodge who have left us within the past year. They were men worth while, not because they were Elks, but they were Elks because they were men worth while, and met the tragedy of life as men. They were Elks because life meant something to them, because the lilt of laughter was music to their ears, and to their way of thinking it was more sacred and deeply religious than a long face. Laughter and the joy of living, and the joy of seeing and helping others to live appealed to them as the gospel of life. That is why the gospel of this order appealed to them. To them there was no grace in gloom, they did not Interpret life in terms of misery. The world, as heaven made it, is wondrous fair; the days dawn with new brightness and glory; the flowers answer back the sun in poems of living beauty; the great book of nature lies open and every page is written large with light and laughter and love; golden lie the meadows, and golden run the streams. Blessed are they of the open heart and. undimmed eye who read the message and see the Hand that writes it. Our lately departed brothers caught the message and the spirit back of it; they went about doing good; they possessed generous qualities; they helped smooth the journey of life and lighten the burdens of their fellow travelers by striking hands and giving the word of cheer; the coin of friendship, integrity and square dealing rang true and clear upon the counter of their manhood; the hand of charity did not appeal to them in vain. When their summons came they met death with a smile that betokened they had caught some deep, beautiful chord of the choir invisible. Herein may we fnd the lesson of our order. Somewhere before us in the whirling procession of the hoursbe it a day or a score of years there is coming that moment when we, too, shall lose our grasp upon the things that are; when in this tenement house of the soul the windows shall be darkened, the dust of the body shall return to the earth as it was, and the spirit shall speed its return unto God who gave it. May we have learned, ere that, that It is not all of life to live; then shall we realize it is not all of death to die, and when we cross the bar and put out to sea it will be as a merry traveler returning to his home across the deep after a lingering absence. It we are tre Elks, true as our Absent Brothers, we will thus put out to sea. The belief taught around the altar In our lodge is "that He who watches over all our destinies has the spirits of our departed brothers under His watchful care and on the last great day will again connect the chain

of fraternal love ao receoUy brokea. We would not create and convone this Lodge of Sorrow did we not hold that steadfast ' belief that somewhere ia some Infinite manner life is going on

I better, fuller, more richly and more completely than it does here. This

Lodge of Sorrow prores that if life were nothing but the merciless Strugkle which selash enjoyment demands, if Its best employment were only the achievement of power, wealth, place

or fame, then Is our philosophy wrong, jour assembling here vulgar pretense

of grief, our teachings fanciful imagery and our great order like a house built upon the shifting sands. But our philosophy is not wrong, our fraternal teaching is fundamental, our faith is born of the "divinity that stirs within us, quickens us with divine impulses and brings us to a deeper appreciation of the truth that "to make a life that's white and good Fit. for this human brotherhood Demands the toll of weary years and tears." It requires self-sacrificing, fraternal life, the life that is four-squared by Charity, Justice. Brotherly Love and Fidelity; the life that has made literature luminous and history glorious, the life marked by service. Sidney Carton, changing clothes with his friend and going to the guillotine in the death wagon, ascended the scaffold with a serene face, saying "It is a far, fan better thing that I do' than I have ever done." Jean Valjean, convict of the galleys, after his soul was saved by the friendship of a priest, ascended toward his God by the practice of charity and sacrifice. Thepassing shadow of Florence Nightingale, which dying soldiers strove to kiss; the cup of cold water which 81r Phillip Sidney pushed from his dying : and parched lips that a feverish musketeer watching him with wistful eye, might drink. These are pictures in literature and history which the world will not let fade. The suns of centuries will rise and set upon them. Service to one's fellow man is the only immortal human thing. Life . heaped up and running over with human sympathies, giving freely without; thought of recompense, without de-' signs upon the future, sowing where it knows it shall not reap is the only real life. It is the life lived by the Elk who is faithful to all his teachings. , , We have paid our tribute to our Absent Brothers. Tomorrow's morning will summon us again to our worldly activities and the heat of the day's burden will beat down upon us,' demanding our utmost endeavors. But we make this Journey but once, and we cannot retrace it. The passing, hour is brief but it is long enough to " afford the opportunity to speak the kindly word, to grasp the hand in friendship, to ask how goes the fight, to bring rest to weary and comfort to those who mourn, all of which is true -Elkdom. t, "Death has nothing terrible In it, -save what life has made so" and If' the warp and woof of our lives are woven in harmony with the teachings ' of our order we will meet death as did . our Absent Brothers, not as the end, but as a new Impulse to higher things and will answer the hailing signs of our Absent Brothers, whose , passing we today commemorate, and . merrily follow them "down through the green portals that lead to the Valley of Rest."

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RAIN CAPES New Christmas line of children's rain capes with hood tan, red and blue, 6 to 14 years, $2.93 and $3.93. . THE SHIRT SALE Closes Wednesday evening. 75c Negligee Coat Shirts 39c 50c Work Shirts 39c

To Close -Take Notice Our entire stock of Men's and Boys' House Coats (smoking jackets) at less than cost. Regular prices $5.00 to $11.00 Now 3.25 to $7.25

SWEATERS This department is prepared for the Christmas rush. Ladies' and Misses $1-00 to $7.50 Children's 50c to $3.00 THE PLATE SALE We still have a good assortment of the 10c plates Plates worth up to 65c, for 10 c.

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