Rensselaer Semi-Weekly Republican, Volume 41, Number 84, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 July 1909 — Page 4

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Case Against “Cigarette” Baker Nolled in Marion Court.

The bribery charge against Oscar A. Baker, of Marion, Ind., former representative of the Tobacco Trust, yras nolled on the motion of Prosecutor Hooton in the Criminal Court at Indianapolis Tuesday, but the proceeding placed Hooton little nearer to a solution as to what he should do with SIOO held by him as evidence. Baker said it did not belong to him. Ananias Baker, who was at the time of the giving of the alleged bribe of SIOO, a member of the state House of Representatives, took the SIOO from the accused Baker, as he said, to trap the tobacco lawyer, and later turned the amount over to the state. It was passed down to Hooton by the former prosecutor. Ananias Baker is how dead, and it was for this reason that the case was nolled, O. A. Baker being a fugitive until the death of the principal witness in the case. “It may be impertinent,” said Hooton, turning to Baker w'hen they stood before Judge Pritchard, “but I will say to you that if you will receipt for it as yours, you may have SIOO which I hold as evidence in this case.” “I disclaim all knowledge of the money,” said Baker. Hooton asked that the record of the case be made to show that Baker disclaimed ownership of the money. Judge Pritchard acquiesced. Afterward the prosecutor said he didn't know what he would do with the SIOO. He dec'ared the money was not his and would never be used by him. He said the heirs of Ananias Baker might desire to claim it, and if they did, the question of their right to it would be properly tested. Before his death Ananias Baker said that the money was not his. “So far as I am able to learn,” said the prosecutor, “there is no law which would govern the disposition of the SIOO. I don’t know what will come of it. I do know, however, that I am only the legal custodian of the money.” Oscar A. Baker returned to Indiana several weeks ago, soon after the death of Ananias Baker. He came to Indianapolis and gave bond for his appearance in court. Since then his case in the Criminal Court has been awaiting action by him. Tuesday he appeared with John W. Kern, his attorney, and asked that some disposition be made. The only thing remaining was to nolle the case, and this was done upon the motion of the prosecutor, who went through the formality of explaining that' Ananias Baker was dead. As charged in the indictment, O. A. Baker gave Ananias Baker five S2O bills on February 21, 1905, in an effort to Influence his vote on an anticigaret bill then pending. The scene when the late Ananias Baker arose daring a roll call in the House and opened an envelope was dramatic in the extreme. Largely through the influence of this incident the anticigaret bill tfecan% a law and was on the statute books for four years, being repealed as it applied to adults at the last session.

Farmers In Elkhart county are elated over the discovery of what they believe to be the certain destroyer of the potato bug. A bug with variegated rings in else slightly smaller than the potato bug has made Its appearance in the potato patches west of Goshen, and the new arrivals are waging a deadly war on the potato bug- Moving from one plant to another the new arrivals make short work of the potato bug, eating them quickly and not leaving a single one on the plant

K. 0. K. A.’s Defeat Wolcott, Making Three Straight Games.

A boys’ team from Wolcott came over Monday to cross bats with the K. O. K. A.’s and were defeated to the tune of 15 to 4. The field was muddy, but despite that fact the K. O. K. A.s’ made but three errors. The features of the game was York’s running catch in center field and Hanley’s catch of a high peg over first. The K. O. K. A.’s will play both Remington and Wolcott on Tuesday of next week. The K. O. K. A. is the best kid team Rensselaer has ever had and could make it interesting for many of the older teams. They have played three games this year, winning each. Monon was defeated twice, once in each town. Score by innings: Wolcott — 01100200 0— 4 68 K. O. K. A.’s—--21920001 *—ls 19 3 Line up: Rensselaer—York, cf; Hanley, lb; Robinson, ss-p; Clark, 3b; Clark, ssp; P. Moore, 2b; Padgitt, c; Hamilton, rs; Sheckard, If. Wolcott —Dyer, 3b; Carl, ss; Williams, If; Ducharme, lb; Spangle, p; Lewis, 2b; Stanley, c; Renfrew, rs; Smith, cf.

GOOD NEWS.

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After a skyrocket went through an open window In the haymow of a livery stable, in Goshen, the building was burned and Ray Ronstong, 20 years old, who was sleeping In the place, was suffocated. It was not known Ronstrong was in the barn until firemen stumbled over his body. Five other men who were sleeping In the building escaped. The Wisconsin district of the German Lutheran synod of Ohio and other states met in annual conference at St. Paul’s Michigan City, Wednesday, and will continue In session one week. Seventy ministers and laymen delegates from Wisconsin, f Illinois and Indiana will be in attendance. Flora Tedders, the - nine-year-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. John Tedders, is dead at her home in Fort Wayne, as the result of brain fever, induced by Fourth of July noises. The girl had been ill for some time.

A GOLD BRICK.

From Pasquedunk in Connecticut, he came to the City of Curious Delights and the markings of his Yankefe home craft were upon him in a hundred verdant manifestations. Yet he was such stuff as steel rail billionaires are made of. I would have sworn. Hiram from Pasqhedunk stopped at the entrance of the Mogul Cigar store. r J. Frederick Colvin, the blase proprietor, chaffed him, winking at a group of small boys who stood near. And then a maid of middle-teen-age stepped beneath Colvin’s great Indian Mogul sign. She had big, frightened brown eyes and a pale, sickly face that promised beauty should the rose tints of health ever return. The girl carried a newspaper-wrapped package, which she hugged closely to her as she studied the faces of the metropolitan and hayseed with her hungry, appealing eyes. Colvin, the cigar man, frowned on the girl, but the man from Pasquedunk seized her by the arm. “Come right in, Sis,” he assented. “My brother is sick,” she announced gravely. “Well,” growled Colvin. “This is no charity society.’ ’ “Poor little girl,” sympathized the Pasquedunker. She continued hopelessly. “We are poor—dreadfully poor—my father works in the big government building yonder and he got hold of this. It’s wrong—but there’s little Joe and the operation. Look at the bundle, please and give me what you can for it.” Colvin said nothing, but Hiram Hopper tugged at the, package. In a minute he rolled it over, jerked away the paper and strings and revealed a brick of dull gold. “The gold brick game,’’ sneered J. Frederick Colvin. “They played it in Nineveh.” Hiram Hopper tapped at the yellow brick meditatively. Then he searched the girl’s downcast eyes. “You ain’t tellin’ no lies about it, are you. honey?” She shook her head, and Colvin burst into laughter. “That’s all right.” declared Hiram of Pasquedunk. “Give you $25 for the outfit.” The girl gave a glad little cry. The little lady of poverty stepped into the street for departure; and a rushing, gesticulating man almost ran over her. “You haven’t seen a pale-faced girl with a bundle that she might have wanted to hide?” “What’s that?’’ snapped Colvin. “Oh, nothing!” groaned the man. “I’m out just $4,800 is all. In the assay office —let a poor, starved workman get away with a bar of virgin gold—think he passed it to the girl!” He smiled bitterly and would have passed on. “You’d give a heap for that gold brick now. I reckon?” asked young Hiram. “Try me and see.” “A hundred dollars?” “Well, rather.’’ The Reuben chewed meditatively. “Any questions asked?’’ “Not a question—you don’t mean—” “Let’s see your hundred dollars first,” demanded Hiram of Pasquedunk, retreating into the store. The assay man followed, placing ten crisp bills on the counter, and Hiram Hopper passed over the yellow brick of gold. “'Purty easy money,” smiled the countryman. “You lucky idiot,” growled Colvin. “But you were a fool to touch it, Just the same.” As for the man from the big govern ment office, he went away rejoicing. Then the pale lady of poverty left the Sign of the Great Mogul, with the rose tint in her cheeks because of the $25 in her tight-clenched hand. And Hiram of Pasauedunk accompanied the maid. “I could tell you were a lady,’’ he whispered, “and didn't I clean up $75 mighty slick?” Colvin, the cynical cigar man, watched them disappear. “Preposterously lucky fooir* he grumbled. "But he’ll pay for it all; he’ll marry the girl.”—Stuart B. Stone.

Short But Sharp.

Miss Cutting—l am usually so seasick when I cross the ocean that it takes away all the pleasure of the trip. Sapleigh—And I am—aw —nevah sick on shipboard, doncher know. What do you—aw —think of that? Miss Cutting—l think I’d almost be willing to have a head as empty as yours if I could escape the malady.

A Diagnosis.

"I think the bookkeeper has malaria.” “Naw,” commented the senior partner, “he's in love. Malaria doesn’t make a man Btand around, staring into vacancy, with his mouth open.”

Cause For AlArm.

"What made you turn so white when that fellow pointed his revolver at you?” "Good heavens, man* He said that it wasn’t loaded. I stood face to face with death.’’

Under Fire.

May—There were several army officers there, but none of them asked me to dance. Belle—And they are accustomed to the smell of uowder. —Judge.

TOO CONSCIENTIOUS HEIRS

Pecple Who Hsye Refused to Aetspt Fortunes Left to Than. It Is safe to assume, notwithstand* lng the fact that human nature is probably less black than generally painted, that the world contains very few men who would refuse the request of a fortune for conscience sake —fewer by far than men who have turned away from wealth in order to espouse women of their own choice. Herr,,!. Brengwin, a young German bank clerk, is one of the few who have set conscience before cash In this manner, says the London TitBits. For some years Herr Brengwin has been employed at a modest salary in a branch bank in Berlin, and recently he became entitled to a fortune of very nearly £IOO,OOO under the will of an uncle of whom he had scarcely ever heard, and who had 1 made him his sole heir. Naturally enough, the young man was delighted with his unexpected stroke of good luck and, resigning his clerkship, he repaired to Vienna, where his uncle had lived and died, to take over the estate, the bulk of which was personal property. Becoming aware that his uncle had amassed his fortune by usury and thht his name had become a byword in Austria, the conscientious heir aDsolutely refused to accept a penny of the estate, resolutely returning to Berlin and getting himself reinstated on his old stool at the bank. What was perhaps the largest fortune ever refused for conscience sake was that from which Frederick N. Charrington, the famous temperance advocate and religious worker in the East End of London, turned aside. Mr. Charrington was entitled to a share in his father’s great brewery business —one of the largest in London; and it is estimated that the share he refused was worth £1,250,000 when he made up his mind that he would not accept it. The story is told .of how he was led to make this momentous resolve. He chanced to be standing outside a public house in the East End when he saw a drunken man shot through the doors into the arms of a wretched looking woman, who was patiently awaiting him. The drunkard struck the woman and heaped the vilest abuse on her without any apparent provocation; and as they slouched away Mr. Charrington, chancing 10 glance up, he saw his own name in large gilt letters on the public house sign. It was one of the brewery’s tied houses. Such was the impression left by the incident upon Mr. Charrington’s mind that he vowed thenceforth to have no share in the trade which was productive of such resu’ts, but instead to devote himself to the cause of temperance and rescuing the outcasts of East Loudon, a work he has at the utmost self- sacrifice pursued ever since. . “How much do they pay you for wearing that bit of blue ribbon?” sneeringly inquired an Impertinent young man of Mr. Charrington on one occasio'n. “As nearly as I can make out,” answered Mr. Charrington, with a bland smile, “it costs me £20,000 a year.” Some eight or nine years ago a well known West End physician died, leaving a fortune of rather more than £40,000. The whole of this amount was bequeathed to a nephew with contingent remainder to certain charities should the beneficiary refuse the bequest, the object of the testator being to deprive a daughter, who had married contrary to his wishes, of the estate. The nephew, however, although the fortune must have been a sore temptation to him, objected to being made an instrument of his uncle's posthumous spite, and announced his intention of refusing the fortune directly he was made aware of the terms of the will. Upon being pointed out to him that his refusal would only create the contingency provided for and not benefit him or his cousin, he formally accepted the fortune and then transferred it by deed of gift to the young lady who had been so unfairly dealt with by her father. Unhappily, her husband more than justified the deceased physician’s prejudice against him, and promptly gave up his practice and began to dissipate the fortune. He died, however, before he had made away with half the estate, and in due course his widow married the cousin who had so conscientiously refused the fortune for her sake.

The “Doyley."

Some words have very Interesting life histories, and the quaint dert? vatlon of the word doyley Is as interesting as any. For it we have to g< as far back as the time of William the Conqueror. Among his followers from Normandy was a certain Robert D’Oyley, who received valuable lands upon a curious condition. Every year, on the feast of St. Michael and All Angels, he "was to make tender of a linen tablecloth worth three English shillings. As they were for royal use, the ladies of the D'Oyley family took great pride In making these "quit rent clothß,’’ as they were called, beautiful with the known methods oi stitching. They were used only on state occasions in the royal household, and In time the term "D’Oyley Vinen” was applied them. Gradually it has filtered down to use as “D’Oyiey,” more often "doyley," and Its pecular signification remains, bpwsver, a napkin or linen cloth made beautiful by needlework.

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It Seemed So.

A long, lank, tobacco-chewing Yankee farmer was on the stand. He had just testified, between pulls at his chlntassel, that he had witnessed the testator sign the will. “He was out in the yard,’’ he testified, “and it was a bright, pretty day. All the family was there and they all seen him sign it. Yep, he was in his right mind. Sure." The lawyer, a very snippy country practitioner, at once attacked the old man’s testimony. “What do you mean by making such statements to the honorable court?’’ he demanded. “I think it is essential that you explain yourself before you leave the stand. Every other witness In this case has testified that the will was signed at night, and that the night was dark and rainy into the bargain. Further, they have declared that the testator was half unconscious in his bed when his hand was guided in making this alleged signature, and that the bed was at the time in an interior room of the house, divided by two other rooms in any direction from the yard in which you say he sat when he signed. This discrepancy in your testimony can not pass unnoticed. I must insist on your explaining your statement.” “Waal,” said the old farmer, taking a fresh hold on his beard and squirting a mouthful at the court's cuspidor, "I don’t keer so d—n much for this here case nohow.”

NOTICE TO CONTRACTORS. Notice is hereby given that the undersigned trustee in and for the township of Barkley, Jasper county, Indiana, will receive, sealed bids for the construction of a new school house on the site of District No. four (4) of said township until 12 noon, Saturday, July 17, 1909. Plans and specifications now on flic in the office of the township trustee and also the office of the county superintendent at Rensselaer, Indiana. Said school house to be completed by September* 10, 1909. A bond acceptable to the advisory board for tho amount of SI,OOO must accompany the said bid. The advisory board are hereby notified to be at the office ol the county superintendent at Rensselaer, Indiana, at 1 o’clock Saturday, July 17, 1909, at the opening of said bids. The right to reject any and all bids is reserved. WILLIAM FOLGER, Jy.9-lt Trustee Barkley Township. Miscreants dynamited the Myers Ice pond, In the heart of Columbia ' City and hundreds of pike, bass and bluegills were slaughtered. Mr. H. S. Hayner, expert piano tuner and repairer, of Chicago, is In the city. Your patronage respectfully solicited. Leave orders at Clarke's Jewelry store. The only place for the real genuine bargains In every thing at the great closing out sale at the Chicago Bargain Store.