The Syracuse Journal, Volume 25, Number 50, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 6 April 1933 — Page 3

THURSDAY, APRIL «, 1333.

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Fiske had been studying his visitor. He was amazed now to And himself Warming to the ungainly person. There was an almost childish simplicity about Hanvey which gave Fiske confidence —although he told himself that the man was a caricature. “The B. I*. A. wired me." he said ■lowly, “that you are their best operative.'* _ “Hooey!” grinned Hnnvey. "I’ve, just been lucky—that’s all. You see, ; It's this way: Most all the crooks are f my friends, and they don’t lie to me— , so that makes things pretty easy." The banker gns|a»d. “Crooks are your friends? I—l never heard of such a thing." “I guess not. But can't ynU see how much easier It makes things?" “You say they don’t lie to you?" “Well, the high class crooks don’t Only the bums." "Good Lord!" Fiske leaned back In . his chair and regarded Hnnvey with ' wide-eyed wonder. “You are quite the J most remarkable man I've ever met." | “And the fattest?" « - | For the first time, Fiske smiled. I “And the fattest." • Hanvey'* eyes twinkled for a m<»- ’ merit. He fumbled In the breast pocket of his coat ami produced two thin and vicious-looking projectiles. He extended these toward his com - panion. “Have a <;lg:ir?” f Fiske thanked him and accepted one. Hanvey bit the end from the other, J held a match to It and Inhaled with vast relish. He blew a cloud of smoke across the room and Fiske turned startled eyes in his direction. “They are kjnd of strong,” said the detective genially. “Some folks like ’em." Fiske struggled heroically against the asphyxiating effect of the violent fumes. Then they got the better of him. "May I open another window?" he Inquired weakly. “Sure. That’ll be fine." Hnnvey ey> d the second cigar which lay nitlighted on the desk. going to smoke yours?” j "I'll try one of my own. If you don’t mind." As the banker Moved toward the window. Jim sighed rellevedly. He rescued the unused cigar and tucked It back In his breast pocket with real affection. Jim’s cigars were a source of perpetual worry: he was always afraid that some day some one would smoke one of them. Fiske seated himself again. “You’d like to hear about the robbery?" he asked. “Yeh—lf you want." “isn’t that what you came for?" "Reckon so." "Then why don’t you ask me some Questions?” “Gosh! Mr Fiske—how do I know what to ask? I’m waiting for you to tell me. am! you’re waiting until you’re sure I didn’t escape from some zoo." Randolph Fiske threw back his head and laughed. “You win. Hanvey. Now —shoot!" | Jim’s face did not change. "When?" I “Pay before yesterday—May first— i at ten minutes after two o’clock." “How much?" “The roH»er got away with approximately one hundred thousand dollars ( In currency." Hanvey blinked. “Lot of cash for a little bank like thia." “Plenty. We were making up the 'pay roll for the Marland mills. They pay on the third." • “Stick up?" queried the detective. | "Ye£" "Tell me all about It." Fiske rase and Invited Hanvey to ; follow him. They passed from his ’ private office Into the bank pnq«er. | Under th.- amazed eyes of Miss Helen » Reward. Flake conducted Hanvey to fl the front door and gestured to the t broad thoroughfare passing east and west. “That is Archer streej.' said Fiske. !. “The north and south st net is Oak. Oak Is a shopping street, but Archer is the main traffic artery. la>U of cars going by here all the time. You will notice that thia bank la the only commercial establishment on Archer street | Do you follow me?" "Easy." grunted Jim. “You sure do talk explicit." Fiske stepped back Into the bank. *Our banking business starts at niue In the morning and stops at two. At two o’clock dally—and on Saturday at twelve—we get rid of our last customer. Then we conceal the Interior of the bank by pulling the shades—so.” He stepped behind the open door and pulled a shade which rose up • from the bottom of the door. The heavy green shade rose along the glass surface until It was higher than a man’s head. "There are similar curtains on both ] windows." be went on. “As soon as we get the last customer out. we pull the curtains up. and then all of the employees except two or three go out for a bite of lunch. They Invariably go out the back door. That door, which is behind my office, opens onto a little alley through which you can pass Into Oak street. Day before yesterday the bank was free of customers at two o’clock. We drew the curtains and shut the front doors." "Were they locked?" "No. They never are. We have safety vaults in the basement and they are open until five o’clock. There has to be some way for clients to get Into the building. We merely shut

keep °ur banking clients out." ♦ Fiske turned away, but-Hanvey examined the door. He saw that It whs equipped on the Inside with a h&ivy spring lo<-I£. He turned and followed the banker. Back in Fiske’s office, the banker resumed Ids story Hanvey lolled In a chair, apparently asleep. But occasionally his eyes uncurtained for a moment and he regarded the banker gravely before c|<>sing -them "May first was a perfect day," said Fiske. “Wurm and sunshiny and almost like summer. As I said, we shut the <!<«or and- drew the curtains at two o’clock shaft*, so that the interior Os the hank was effectually, concealed from anyone on the street. At the same time everyltody went out to lunch except Miss Seward and myself. Miss Seward Is my secretary. She was the one who brought you In here." "Oh!” Said Hanvey. And then—- “ Nice young laxly " There was no hint of humor In his heavy face, but Fiske chuckled delightedly. “Efficient -sind jMHir.” he explained. "But mighty loyal." “I knew she must be something." "She was behind her desk and I had just gone out to speak with her. At about* ten minutes after two o’clock the dour opened. I didn’t think anything <»f It—a box holder, must likely. The man—" “Rememlier what he looked like?” "Only vaguely. He wiis slim and quietly dressed. He didn’t look like a crook.” “(’rooks never do." “He walked straight up to the cage where I was talking to Miss Seward. First thing 1 knew about anything being wrong was when Miss Seward uttered a little shriek. 1 turned around and saw the man was pointing a gun nt us. “The robber was polite, but very positive. He told us to back Into the vault which we have on this floor. Then he saw me (poking toward the electric buttons which we have all over the place—they nre police signals—and he warned mei that If I made a move to touch oriel he’d kill me. I believed him.” ' “Wise jnan.” murmured Jim. "He herded us Into the safe and followed us. I noticed then far the first time that he carried a little black satchel. He stuffed ft with all the currency we had in the safe—about one hundred thousand dollars—and then started, back into the bank. Os course. 1 knew he intended locking Miss Seward and myself In. “This happened quickly—but .it didn't seem quick to us. Miss Seward was crying, but he had warned her not to scream, and she didn't. The robber moved Into the main part of the bank. And then—” He paused and Hanvey prompted. "Then—what?" “Harmon Burke came back from lunch. He's the cashier and teller. He came In the hack way." “What happened when he came In?" “Plenty/* said Fiske grimly. “First' thing I knew of Burke's return was when he and the robber started shooting at each other." Hanvey nikde a chuckling noise with his lips. “This Burke must be a real fightin’ piece of furniture." 4 “He Is. Though I never suspected It before." “Is he here?” “Yea. They had him at the hospital until yesterday evening. He was bit in the fleshy |»art of the leg. He came back this morning." Fiske touched the busier on his desk and Miss Seward answered the summons. “Ask Mr. Burke if he'd mind stepping In here." A taw seconds later the door opened and a figure entered. Harmon Burke, having seen Hanvey enter the bank, exhibited no surprise at the grotesque appearance of the Gargantuan detective. But Hanvey blinked several times. So this was the man who leaped Into battle with a bank robber! He Inspected the cashier with keen interest. Harmon Burke was a little bit of a man. scarcely more than five feet In height and of a weight which could not have been greater than a hundred pounds. He had roving gray eyes which seemed rather bright; wrists of amazing thinness am! hands which seemed 100 large for his body. “Harmon." said the bank president, “this Is Mr. Hanvey. He’s down here for the B. P. A. to look Into our little robbery.” Burke hobbled forward and extended bls hand. The detective regarded him In amaxement. “You and the robber fought It out?" he questioned. “Yes, sir." — “You don’t look like a gun-fighter." The little man glanced up in surprise. “I’m not." “lltnph! Tdl we what happened. If you please." "Well—" Burke was speaking meticulously. “I went out to lunch Immediately after two o’clock. I went out the back way and used the same route back: 1 suppose Mr. Fiske has explained that we always do that I returned exactly at two-thirty because we were to be very busy that afternoon putting up the pay roll for the Marland mills; “1 came in the back door and saw a man putting currency into a satcheL Be wm holdfet | ItVQlvqr la bU rijht

hand. I couldn’t see Mr. Fiske dr Miss Seward. 1 Immediately suspected that something was wrong." “A rather natural supposition,” agreed Hanvey. “And what happened then?" “He yelled something at me." “What?” “I don't know. I didn’t pay nnv attention to him. I julnped behind the counter and grabbed my revolver. He fired at me but the bullet struck the marble counter. He didn’t hit me until I came out Into the open again." The wizened cashier spoke as though gun battles were matters of everyday occurrence. “You came out?” “Oh. yes sir! I couldn’t shoot at him from where I was. I ran around the corner of the counter just as he started for the front door. I firetl at him and he shot at me. That was when he hit me. I was very sorry about that because I fell down and that kept me from following." “Am! after you fell down?” prompted Jim. “I tired again." “Good Lor<l!' After he had hit you?" "Yes. sir. 1 was very lucky, too. I hit him." “You are sure about that?” •Quite positive, sir. You see, we found blood on the floor where he had been standing Ami there was a trail of blood to the froht door and across the sidewalk to the curb.” “The robber ran away?" “Yes, sir. 1 regretted very much

HI gf'llllillllllliilG i ffri •— '! I Iffl! !L /n Hi ! wUMa l ! it l I?! w'Vl ' wClii fiwSWI i ■i'll IySBI I I // ii nt ’ “Yes, Sir, I Regretted Very Much ! That I Had Not Struck Him in a ■ More Vulnerable Spot." that I had not struck him In a more , vulnerable spot.” “You did a-plenty. Now, Mr. Burke, what happeiiexl after that?" The little man flushed with embarrassment, “1 fainted." "Golly!” breathed Jim, “It was about time.” „ • Randolph Fiske faced Hanvey | proudly. "Quite a hero, isn’t he. Hanvey?” i “Man! You said It! Mr. Burke,* Is that all you know about the robbery ?" o “Yes, sir." “Had you ever seen the robber be- : fore?" “Not that 1 can remember.” | “No suspicion, eh?" , I “No. sir." , Hanvey rose. • "That’ll be all, Mr. i Burke. And I’m really proud to have j met you." Harmon Burke bowed stiffly and hobbled away. When the door closed | behind him Hanvey turned to the banker. I •Think of a little runt like him j pullin’ a stunt like that. His story of | the gun fight is accurate?" “Absolutely—ns far as 1 could see j from the safe." “What did you do while this waa going on?” “Nothing. I was frankly frightened, and, at the time I didn’t even know it was Burke who was shooting. From where 1 was 1 couldn’t see anyone but the robber.” “Burke was correct in stating that the man was hit Y’ "There’s no question about that There was a good deal of blood on the floor. He must have been bleeding rather profusely, too, because the trail seemed to get heavier as It approached the curb. A car was waiting there for him.” “Anybody else see the robbery?" “No.” “Anyone see the escape?” "No one. A negro boy who works at the gas station across the street said he heard the shooting. But he said he was frightened and so he ducket! fur cover.” 4 “Then no one saw the robber actually drive away?" "Yes. I did." “How?" “I was still in the safe. The front door was open. 1 saw him jump Into the car.” “There was another man at the wheel?" "Yes.” Hanvey’■ bulbous head moved slowly. “Same old routine. It’s a wonder more of these little banks don't get stuck up." He ruse and waddled to the door, which he opened! He stood for several seconds staring into the bank, then he moved down the passageway and Inspected the rear door route to Oak street. He returned to Flake’s office, lighted another of his terrible cigars and turned kindly eyes on the banker. “This ain't exactly going to be easy, Mr. Flake. Excejit Tor the ■tick-up man gettin’ hit, there wouldn't hardly be a chance for us. ’cause their program went off elegant. Nov what 1 want to ask you is this: Leavin’ the robbery Itself out of the conversation for a minute—has there been- anything funny goln’ on around here recenUy? Anything that was unusual — like strange folks snooping around, or anything like that?" .Fiske hesitated briefly. “No. strangers that I’ve heard of." “But there has been something peculiar," Hanvey asserted. T didn’t say so." “No-o, but you kind of seted IL"

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pressed. "“To tell you the truth." he said, “I am sure I recognized the car ■ in which the robber drove away.” i “So-o! That sounds awful good. Whose was it?” ' Fiske toyed with a blotter for a I moment.' “I hate to say, Hanvey. My suspicions are probably grossly unjust." | “We ain’t goin’ to bother no innocent folks. Mr. Fiske." I “I hope not. Especially this one. You see. in all the excitement, I 1 couldn't be sure it was his car." | “But you’re pretty positive?" I “Exactly.” I “Who was It?*’ , ■ “A young friend of mine who Is a student at the college here. Marland university. I could almost swear that ft was his car which waited at the curb for the robber." Hanvey sptfke softly, and kindly. ! “Hadn’t you better tell me the lad’s name. Mr. Fiske?” 1 1 “He’s a nice boy, Hanvey. I’ve known him for three years. And I’m | not positive he was driving the car. His name—" And the banker drew a long breath: “His name is Maxwell Ver- . non!” (TO BE CONTINUED.) SALEM Clifford Black and family, Alfred jand Russel Tom of Leesburg spent j Sunday with Dale Tom and family. . Dorothy Klinger wps a guest of 'Miriam DeFries on Sunday. j Joseph Godschalk and Yamily, Fred Godschalk and wife spgmt Sunday with Art Hummel and family. Charles Bowser and son, Robert, spent Monday evening gat the Reuben Mock home. John Auer and family called at the i George Auer home on Saturday evening. Dora Carrier and wife called on Jennie Caris on Wednesday. .Orris Hauck and family spent Sunday with Chauncey Weybright. Lewis Auer spent the week end in Goshen with Wm. Wogoman and family. They accompanied him home Sunday evening to visit with George ’Auer and family. i Marjorie Smith returned home (Sunday evening after the (week end wiht Emory Gufr and wife. , Lucile Smith called Jat the Roy Pinkerton home on TViesday afternoon. The Moo Club met with Lewis Auer on Wednesday jevening. George Coy called at the Joe i Smith home on Friday evening. Mrs. Dale Tom and Lucile Smith ' visited the First Grade of Milford School on Friday afternoon. ‘ George Coy and Walter Weaver spent Sunday afternoon with friends in Waterford. Mr. and Mrs. Lauris Coy spent ; Sunday with Roy Wogoman and t family of Syracuse. ! Roberts of near North Webster spent a few days last “week with , Gtorge Auer and family. \1 ZION.

Mrs. Ida Guy, Mrs. Emory Guy, Mrs. Floyd Brower and Mr. and Mrs. Floyd Strieby spent Wednesday with. Mr. and Mrs. Ray LeCount and George Strieby. Mrs. Lee Hen wood, Mrs. Eston Kline, Mrs. Ida Guy and Mrs. Floyd Brower spent Thursday with Mrs. Anna Strieby of Syracuse. Mr. and Mrs. Emory Guy and Mrs. Harold Myers and children of Milford called on Mr. and Mrs. tlavid Clayton, Tuesday evening. Joseph Smith and daughter Marjorie called on Mr. and Mrs. Emory Guy, Saturday. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Strieby called on Jay Rensberger and family, Friday evening. Mr. and’ Mrs. Emory Guy, Mrs. Floyd Brower and daughter Martha were Goshen shoppers, Saturday. ’. Mrs. Ray LeCount spent Friday with Mrs. Eston Clayton. DISMAL Mr. and Mrs. Sol Lung of Cromwell called at the Merritt Lung home Wednesday. After spending a few weeks with her son in Fort Wayne, Mrs. Sarah Sloan is now at the home of her daughter, Mrs. Vada Morris. Miss Kolberg of south of Syracuse was a recent visitor in the H. Byrd home. Max Burley and wife of Ligonier were recent guests of Lon Burley and family. Dr. Shaffer of South Bend was the week end guest of Clell Buchtel and family. Harold Bitner and wife and two children of Ligonier called at the Milton Bitner home, Sunday afternoon. Mrs. Vada Morris and Arthur were callers at the Dora Clingerman home, recently. - Mr. and Mrs. Roy Brownbridge entertained friends from Mishawaka over the week end. AFRICA. Rudolph Beckman took a hike Tuesday and lost his way home. He finally reached the Jonas Cripe home about 7:30 in the evening and stayed with Jonas until morning. j. Rev. and Mrs. Otho Wander called in the Elmo Shock home Wednesday afternoon. ...

mother, Elizabeth Lewallen. Dick Knox was also ah evening caller. Chailes Morrison and Della Jarrett were Thursday afternoon callers in the Jonas Cripe home. Mr. and Mrs. Ezra Shock and son Bob made a trip to Logansport Wednesday. Sunday dinner guests of Eli Shock and family were Mr. and Mrs. Lee Dye and son Charles and Mr. s and Mrs. Pearl Shock and son Dickie. Mr. and Mrs. Martin McClintic and Mr. and Mrs. Elmo Shock attended the District Farm Bureau meeting in Warsaw Friday. Mr. and Mis. Ezra Shock and son Bobbie and Mrs. Alice Shock spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Earl Gipe and family of near Columbia City. Jonas Cripe and Elizabeth Shock spent Sunday with the latter’s son, Noah Shock and family of Ligonier. Mrs. John Fleming called on Mrs. Jacob Click Monday afternoon. Mr. and Mrs. Chas. C. Weimer spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Elmer Baugher and family. Sunday dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Josiah Garber were: Mr. and Mrs. J. L. Kline, Mr. and Mrs. E. D. Wright, Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Mock and family, Miss Edith Tom. Mr. and Mrs. Allen Gordy, Emmit Gordy, Ivan Kline and Estoh Kline called later in the day. Mr. and Mrs. Allen Gordy and Mrs. E. D. Wright made a business trip to Warsaw, Saturday. Jacob Eberly called at the home of his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Daniel Eberly near Wawaka, Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. J. L. Kline spent Thursday with Mr. and Mrs. Josiah Garber. The Royal Rangers Male Quaitet met with Wallace Baugher, Friday evening for rehearsal. Mrs. Celia Baugher and Miss Mary Baugher balled on Miss Jessie B-augh-er, Sunday. Maurice and Virginia Scott called at the George White home, Sunday afternoon. Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Lewallen and daughter Evelyn and son Jack spent' Friday evening at the Lee Yonder home.

SOLOMON’S CREEK Mrs. Willis Rogers spent several days last week with Mr. and Mrs. Zeno Smith of Goshen. Mr. and Mrs. Ora E. Miller of Goshen spent Sunday with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Tully. Mr. and Mrs. T. B. LeCount and, Alva Good called at the Vic Nilea home,’ Friday. Glen Yoder of New Paris spent Thursday night with Joe Tully. Mr. and Mrs. Rayinond Vail spent Sunday with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Bert Roach. Fifty-two from this place attended the Young People’s rally at the feuir Oak church last Wednesday everting. Earnest Juday and family kpent Sunday in Warsaw. Mr. and Mrs. Levi Pearman spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Albert Longcor. Mrs. George Seese and Mrs. John Bender called on Mrs. Gene Method Friday afternoon. Miss Mary Sapen is home from Huntington after spending three months there. Mell Tully and son Joe took Mr. and Mrs. Walter Simpson and son George to Tippecanoe, Sunday, to attend the funeral of Mr. Simpson’s father. Edward Heltzell of Huntertown, Mr. and Mrs. John Heltzell and daughter Hazel and Helen Jackson of Albion spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Vic Niles and Mrs.. Bender. Mr. and Mrs. Omer Darr and son Gene of Benton spent Sunday with Doris Humell and family. Mr. and Mrs. Jim Fisher and Aller Fisher of Elkhart spent the week end with their brother, Ed Fisher and wife. Allen Fisher remained for a longer visit. Miss LeEtta Hillbish spent Sunday with Berdine Longcor. Ben Zimmerman and family spent Sunday with Merle Darr and family of Benton. Chester Firestone and family spent Sunday with his mother, Mrs. Levi Burger of Howe. ’ Miss Helen Hillbish spent the week end with Miss Dorothy Mullen. Mr. and Mrs. Claud Roach called on Mrs. Etta Seese and LaVada Sheley, Sunday evening. Sunday school Sunday morning, preaching service Sunday evening, following C. E.

CONCORD Mrs. Helen Howe called at the Earl Hamman home, Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. Ray LeCount and Mr. and Mrs. Dewey Coy were in Ligonier, Monday. Leia Smith spent Saturday with Yvonne Bucher. Mr. and Mrs. Paul Buhrt and two children and Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Mathews spent Sunday afternoon at the Everett Tom home. Those who spent Sunday at the home of Mr. and Mrs. James Dewart were: Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Bucher <and children; Betty Whirledge, Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Beiswanger and fam* ily. In the evening Mr. and Mrs. Bert Searfoss, Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Mathewi, Mr. and Mrs. Sherman

Ethel Bowser called. Mr. and Mrs. Chester Stiffler and family enjoyed Sunday with Chauncy Coy and family. Mrs. Ada Clayton was the guest of Mrs. Marie LeCount, Thursday, j Mr. and Mrs. Guy Fisher and family spent the week end in South Bend with Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Good. FOUR CORNERS. Mrs. Earl Ulery and two daughters of near New Salem, and Mrs. James Myers were Elkhart and Goshen shoppers, Saturday. Mr. and Mrs. V. B. Darr of Mentone spent Saturday night and Sunday with Crist Darr. Maxine Callander entertained company, Sunday. Rev. and Mrs. Armstrong called at the Darr home, Friday evening. Mrs. Earl Ulery called at the Jas. Myers home Friday. Cleon Scott and Raymond Pinkerton spent Saturday at the James Myers home. Jesse Darr and Jack Weimer of Syracuse called at the Crist Danhome, Sunday evening. SOUTHSHORE Ike Mellinger, who hrs been sick for several weeks, is able to be up again. Mrs. E. R. Ingalls and her sister, and Mrs. Olds and Mrs. Martin spent Tuesday evening with Mrs. Bert Searfoss. Mr. and Mrs. Leland Baker entertained guests from Cromwell, Sunday. Roy Niles and family and Frank Kelly spent Sunday with Bert Searfoss and family. Mr. and Mrs. Orval Jordan returned to their home ifi Edinburg, after spending several weeks with his mother, Mrs. Martha Jordan. The past week Russell Warner has been moving the barn, the shop and brooder house from the Retta Warner farm to their new location hear his own house. 0 X HAPPINESS AS A FARM PRODUCT The nation’s farm population, says the Department of Agriculture, is approaching the record breaking thirtytwo million mark established in 1910. Behind the city dwellers' decision to leave, officials say, is the belief that they can at least get a living on a farm. There is a reminder, in this, of other days. It is one of the faults, perhaps, of today’s consideration of living problems, that the terms of other years persist in intruding upon today. It is easj for a man to say that things that were thus and so when he was a boj must be true„now. And yet— One such man, the other day, was recalling his boyhood on a Hennepin County farm. The family comprised ten persons, and they lived comfortably and entirely upon the product of that tract —never underfed, never inadequately clothed. That was about all the land did—it supported them. Profits above and beyond the year’s needs were hardly thought of. The survival of all in a reasonable degree of happiness—that was their aim. Odd as it may seem to those who think intensely of amassing a competence that would be a fortune to some, happiness was the major product of that farm. Outwardly, the product was that which the family of ten consumed, and the farm was

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largely self-sufficient to that purpose. As the children grew up, they went out One by one from the home nest, to become decent, self-respecting citizens, some near, some far from their birthplace; But they left the farm, the ready critic may say; none among them clung Ao the soil that had nurtured them. Yes, they left. But the point is that these sons and daughters represent a profit product of that farm on whiich, in their younger days, the family was content with a merely sustaining livelihood. They were the farm’s social dividend, deferred while their ambitions, and their energies could be applied. But these are other times? They are! And what is so far wrong with the philosophy of that Hennepin County farm family of a generation ago, tha£ it. may not be brought down to date? That it can so operate may be guessed from the hope of some who aie turning farmward. The terms of yesterday may hold good today, after all. —Mihneipohs Journal. —_ — — ' CLUB MET WEDNESDAY. Wednesday afternoon last week, the Wednesday Afternoon club met at the home of Mrs. Perry Sprague. The response to roll call was: “My Favorite Poem.” Mrs. William Bowld reviewed “My Story” by Mary Roberts Rinehait. A report was made of the county federation meetings in Milford. The club will meet next Wednesday at the home of Mrs. John Harley.

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