The Syracuse and Lake Wawasee Journal, Volume 13, Number 28, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 11 November 1920 — Page 4

Cheeks &Batinßkm. Because of her rosy cheeks and satin skin a woman attracts the admiration of all men. When the

young woman ~ peers in her glass, she may ■/ see pimples and blotches and she immediately goes

to the drug store for pa in ders and beauty creams, when she should go there for a blood medicine and stomach alterative known as “Golden Medical Discovery.” This vegetable tonic and blood clears the skin, beautifies it, increases the blood supply and the circulation, while pimples, boils and eruptions vanish quickly. Ask your nearest druggist for Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Discovery iji tablet or liquid form or send ,10c. for trial package of tablets to Dr. Pierce’s Invalids’ Hotel in Buffalo, N. Y. : • « i r —

Th® man who Imagines he never did a foqlish act isn’t wise enough to know what folly is. Wrlirht’s Indian Vegetable Pills are dimply a good old-fashioned medicine for regulating the stomach, the liver and bojvels. Get a box and try them.—Adv, A Summer Girl. “I seem to have known you before.” “Possibly we were engaged last summer.” When a woman accuses t a mah of flattery it’s a sure thing she wants’him to say it some more.

Help That Aching Back! Back giving out? Tortured with dull, nagging backaches and stabbing pains? Does the least exertion leave you “all plated out?” Likely your kidnevs are to plame. Overwork, colds, insufficient resf and the hurry and worry of presentrdaj- living tend to weaken the kidneys. Backaehe is often the first warning!, Headaches and dizziness may come, too, and perhaps annoying kidney irregularities. Help the overworked kidneys with Doan’s Kidney Pftls: Doan’s have helped thousands. They should help you. Ask your neighbor! An Indiana Case

J. B. Reeg, carpenter, 241 E. Lincoln Wa y, LaPorte, Ind., says: “I had with my kidneys. The kidney secretions were/ terribly painfril .and many times I could hardly stoop down to put on my shoes. I got Doan's Kidney Pills and

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I ‘Tell your Mother ; KEMP’S BALSAM will stop that cough, Bill; ’ My i mother gives it to me when I get a cough and you don’t hear me i coughing all the time.”

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i BUILDING THE HOME. f y ? i Synopsis.—Dissatisfied because off i the seemingly barren outlook of his? • position as a school teacher In a j ? Canadian town, John Harris deter-; ;? mines to leave it, take up land in f i Manitoba and become a “home- ? ysteader.” Mary, the girl whom, he? ?loves, declares she 'will accompany| ? him. They are married and set outi 4 for the unknown country. Alec Me-? • Crae, pioneer settler and adviser of ? ? newcomers, proves an invaluable : ? friend. Leaving his wife with the i ifamily of a fellow settler, Fred Ar-? I thurs, Harris and McCrae journey ? rover the prairie and 'select a home-? • stead. Mary insists on accompanying i ? him when he takes possession, and i i they begin their life work of making ? | the prairie fertile farm land. * ?

CHAPTER ll—Continued. Thtit night, before the darkness had, gathered too deep, they selected the site of their house on the very bench that McCrae had indicated. It was about an acre in extent, and stood halfway between the prairie level and < the bottom of ther coulee, a ' small river was now running. • ♦ It was quite dark when they sought the cover of their little tent, and the wolves were howling far down the ravine. Presidency they were startled by a washing ndise, as of some big animals rushing upon them through the poplars, and the horses, in headlong haste, almost, swept over their sleeping place. “That wolf 'howl put the fear into the silly brutes,” said Harris, speaking calmly, although his own flesh was creeping just a little. “I suppose they’ve ripped their tether ropes to pieces. Well, we'll tie them down here, where they’ll have company.” And he led them back a short distance Into the bushes. A moment later, suddenly, as If congealed out of thin air, on the bank right above them, silhouetted against the dim light in the Western sky, stood a horse and rider. Instantly Harris’ mind came a warning of McCrae: ‘Sleep with one eye opeu when your horses are tethered out.” Harris had no proof that the strange rider was a horse thief, but it struck him at the moment that the terror of the horses might not have been due altogether to wolves. He stole silently toward the tent. There was a gun there, loaded with shot for any possible game on the prairie. As he moved in the deep darkness of the. valley he stumbled over & root and fell. The.same moment chine a flash of flight on the bank, and Harris heard the “thuk” of a ball burying itself in the sod. He lay perfectly still. The stranger peered into the darkness for a full minute; then, dismounting, began to come cautiously down the hillside. Harris would have rushed for his gun, but he. feared to reveal the whereabouts of his w|fe. So he lay still, and the stranger enme on, the glint of his gun barrel showing In the darkness. It was evident he thought his bullet had found its mark, and he proposed still to possess himself of the horses. But he was taking no chances. Presently he discerned Harris’ body on the ground, and again raised his gun to his shoulder. Harris lay in an agony of suspense, praying that the aim would be faulty, andthat his assailant would advance until he could spring up and disarm him. Then came another'flash, a loud report, a yell from the intruder, who half fell to earth, then scrambled to his feet, rushed up the bank, pulled himself somewhat limply on his horse, and rode into the darkness. “Oh, Jack, are you killed?” cried the girl, rushing in his direction. “Not even hurt,” he answered; and she fainted in his firms. He carried her to the tent and applied water to her forehead. As he was engaged in restoring her his hand fell on his gun. The barrel was hot. He raised her face to his, and kissed her again and again. In the morning they found a few Jrops of blood on the grass at the top as the bank. Harris and his wife allowed themselves no time for nerve strain over the experience of their first night on their homestead. The next morning, after caring for their cows, they hitched the horses to the wagon, took an ax, a saw, their gun; and a lunch, and set out for the valley, returning late at night with sufficient logs and poles for the framework of their house and stable. The next day construction was commenced. Four stout posts were set on end, enclosing a rectangle 12x16 feet. The tops of the posts were connected by logs laid upon them, love-tailed at the corners after the fashion of woodsmen, and held in position by wooden pins driven in'auger holes. Lengthwise along the center, to form a ridge pole, another stout log was laid and the whole framework supported, by additional posts, among which were two on the east side to enclose the door. Small poles were then placed on end, sloping slightly inwards and resting against the plate logs. Similar poles were laid from the plate logs to the ridge pole to support the roof. Harris found a southern slope where the frost Was out enough to admit to him plowing some sods. He plowed them, three inches thick and 14 inches wide, and cut theta Into two-foot lengths with his ax, to the sad Injury of its cutting edge. These sods were then built into a wall like bricks, resting gently against the framework of poles, from which, however, they were separated by a padding of grass, which Harris cut In a slough with his scythe, and small willows from the ravine. This mattress of grass and willows 'prevented any earth shaking through Into the house Itself. A framework nade of a hewn log was inserted In

the south wall to leave space for a window, which should be bought when the family finances could afford such luxuries. For the time being it would be left open in fine weather and covered with canvas when the elements were gruff or unruly. The rag carpet, when no longer needed as a tent, would be draped in the doorway, pending the purchase of boards to make a wooden door. For a roof grass was laid on the poles and covered tightly with sods. Then Harris found a sticky, yellow clay in the side of the ravine, and two or three inches of this he spread carefully over the sods, like icing on a great cake. The greasy clay soon hardened in the sun, and became so impervious to water that the heaviest rains of summer made no impression upon it. By this time the snow was all gone, except in north-facing nooks along the ravine, and the frost was out of the sod in all places deep enough to admit <?f plowing. As the stock were taking no harm from the open air, thanks to the shelter of the ravine. Harris Decided to delay the construction of his stable until after seeding and to proceed at once with the plowing of his land. He had also to make a trip to Arthurs’ for seed grain, and to borrow a couple of sections of drag harrows. With it all, by the middle of May he had sown 15 acres of wheat, and notwithstanding a heavy snowfall about the twenty-third, by the first of June he had added ten acres of oats. With his help Mary had planted a small garden of potatoes and vegetables, and a few flowers were 'springing up at the door of the house. CHAPTER 111. The Shores of the Infinite. The stnpmer was a season of great activity am development. Harris did not sow -any crop,after the first of June, but applied himself then to the construction of his stable, which was built after the same fashion as the house. As McCrae had predicted, there was a considerable movement of settlers into the district, and at several points their tents or rude houses now broke “Not Even Hurt,* He Answered, and She Fainted in His Arms. the vast sweep of the horizon. Tom Morrison had found land to the satisfaction of his heart within three miles of the Harris homestead, and his big log house, 18x24, assumed the proportions of a cattle by comparison with the smaller homes springing up around. Some miles to the east Dick Matheson, straight from the lumber camps of the Madawaski, had pitched his tent, and a few miles farther on was his friend of the shanties, John Burton. To the west were the Grants, and to the north Hiram Jliles and his wife, Eliza. A missionary had in some way spied oat the field, and held monthly Sunday services at Morrison’s house; and Dr, Blain, when not in one of his unfortunate debauches, had his headquarters at the new town of Plainville, which consisted of Sempter’s general store and a “stopping place,” and which had sprung up near the junction of two streams in anticipation of the railway. And so the first summer wore away and the first harvest was at hand. Any disappointment which had been occasioned by backward conditions earlier in the season was effaced by the wonderful crop which now crowned the efforts of the pioneers. On their finest eastern farms they had seen nothing to equal the great stand of wheat and oats which now enveloped them, neck-high, whenever they invaded it. The great problem before the settlers was the harvesting of this crop. It was a mighty task to attempt with their scythes, but there was no self-h’ndej, or even reaper, within many miles. Finally Morrison solved the problem for the whole community by placing an order, at a fabulous figure, for a self-binder from the United States. It was a cumbrous, wooden frame contrivance, guiltless of the roller bearings, floating aprons, open elevators, and sheaf carriers of a later day, but it served the purpose, and with its aid the harvest of the little settlement was safely placed in sheaf. The farmers then stacked their grain in the fields, taking care to plow double fireguards, with a burnt space between, as a precaution against thq terrifying fires Wch broke over the prairie as soon as the September frosts had dried

THE SYRACUSE AND LAKE WAWASEE JOURNAL

By ROBERT 1 C. STEAD Author of “The Cow PunchorEtc-

the grass. A community some 20 miles to the eastward boasted a threshing mill, and arrangements were made for its use after it had discharged the duties of its own locality. When Harris’ thrashing was done he found he had 600 bushels of wheat and 700 bushels of oats in cone-shaped piles on his fields. The roads were fine and hard, and no snow had yet fallen, so he determined to begin at once with the marketing of his wheat. His last cent had been spent months before; indeed, it had been only through the courtesy of the storekeeper at Plainville, who was also postmaster, and who had stretched the law to the point of accepting hen eggs as legal tender. in exchange for postage stamps, that Mary Harris had been able to keep up the brave, optimistic series of letters'written “home.” So Harris decided that he would at once market some’of his' wheat. Most of the oats would be needed for his horses and for seed, and what remained would command good prices from new settlers the following spring, but some of the wheat must be turned into money at once. During the latter part of the summer they had lived exclusively on the produce of their farm; on vegetables from the garden, fish and ducks from the stream, prairie chickens, and an occasional rabbit from tlie" fields. The wild geese had deserted them early in the spring, and returned only after harvest.- But now they should have a change on their table. Mary had accepted the pioneer fare of the summer without complaint, but of late Harris had discovered a strange longing in her eyes, and more than once she had arrested herself in the words "I wish we had ” Then penitent little tears Would steal softly down her cheeks, and she would bury her head in his arms as be soothed her with loving words and promised that “after thrashing things would be different.” So now he set out for Emerson with the best load his horses could draw. The first few miles he drove in silence, for there was a heavy weight at his heart as he thought of the little wife alone with the responsibilities of the farm. ♦ • * That she would be faithful to every responsibility lie knew beyond question. * * * But he was not quite satisfied. A strange moodiness had come over her, and even with him at home she had at times given way to fits of downheartedness which seemed altogether alien to her nature. Ten days later he retraced hie course in the teeth of a blinding bli# zard. A dozen times he had been lost in the last 48 hours, but he had developed the prairie dweller’s sense of direction. and had always been able again to locate the trail. The Arthurs would have detained him, almost by force, but the thought of a pale, patient face, wrung with an agony of anxiety not for itself, made him adamant in his resolve to go home at •whatever cost. The roads were almost jmpassable; he left his lumber at Arthurs’, but carried with him his window, a few boards for a door, and a little bundle of dry goods. Everything else had gone by the way surrendered in exchange for food and shelter foi himself and horses. “Thank God, oh, thank God!” (TO BE CONTINUED.) WILL THAT ALARMED WORLD Eccentric Frenchman Planned tc Build Up Large Estate, But in the End Signally Failed. Mingled wonder, indignation and alarm were excited in the public mind over a will left by Peter Thelusson, a Frenchman, who died on July 21, 1797. It appears that the testator had accumulated a large fortune as a London merchant, and by the provisions of hi» will he left to his wife and children the sum of £IOO,OOO, and the residue of his property, amounting tc about £600,000, he committed tc trustees, to accumulate during the lives of his sons, and finally to revert to his eldest great-grandson. Should no heir exist, the accumulated property was to be conveyed to the sinking fund for the reduction of the national debt According to the lowest calculation it was estimated that the fortune would amount to £19.000,000. The will was generally stigmatized as absurd and illegal, and the family tested it in court, where it was sustained, as it was’likewise in the house of lords. In 1800 an act was passed making null all bequests for the purpose of accumulation for longer than twenty years after the testator’s death. The last grandson died in 1856, and a dis? pute arose as to whether the eldest son’s grandson should inherit or the eldest great-grandson. It was decided in favor of the former. By reason of litigation and accidents of management the fortune inherited was little more than the original £600,000. Considerate Hen. A hen which deposits a fresh breakfast egg on her owner’s bed, and then awakens him at the proper time to consume the fruits of her industry, is, states the Timber -Trades Journal, the prized possession of a sawmill employee at Bend, Ore. Retiring at 3 a. m. —the end of his working day—the man leaves open the window at his bedside. Shortly before noon the hen flies in, nestles near her master’s shoulder, lays her egg, and rising, pecks the sleeper gently on the forehead. The price of an Egyptian war chariot at the time of Solomon was about S3OO.

Uncle Wife fG/_i I I|M _____ BALED MUSIC 4 HERE’S going to be a great conA cert' at the opera house tonight,” said the retired merchant, “and if you’ll go along with me. I’ll pay your way and buy you five cents’ worth of peanuts. I’m sure nothing could be

more liberal than that.” “You’ll break yourself up in business if you go around wasting your substance in that fashion,” replied the hotel keeper. But you will have to hunt up another victim. Since I bought a phonograph and a bunch of records I have quit going to

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concerts. There’s nothing but vanity and vexation of spirit about an entertainment of that kind. It’s advertised to start at a certain hour, say eight o’clock, and you are credulous enough to think that the specifications will be lived up. to. You break a hame strap to get there in time, and when you arrive, at ten minutes to eight, you find you're the first one there. You sit around, waiting for an hour or two, and people walk on your feet and sit down on your hat and make things unpleasant as possible. “By the time the curtain goes up, you are wishing you had possessed sense enough to stay at home. But, being there, and having paid for the privilege. you determine to hold her nozzle agin .the bank, as it were. “The entertainment usually is opened by a talksmith. The man who makes a few remarks always looms up at such entertainments, and should be taken to jail for obtaining money under false pretenses. When he has said all that he can think of. the artists begin to dish up the music. It may be elegant music—it usually is. But you can’t enjoy it in comfort, for the gentleman with the large splay foot, in the seat directly behind you. persists in beating time with that organ until he drives you frantic. If you turn around and dot him in the eye, you will be ejected from the building. “Then you will find that the woman with a shrill, carrying voice, who has heard better singers, sits right in front of you, and she keeps on talking in a maddening way. The last concert I attended had a fine contralto who sang some stem-winding songs of the kind we all like. But the woman with the Shrill voice’ was right in front of me, and I could hear her saying: ‘Really, you should hear Margaret Keyes or Christine Miller sing that selection; this woman is impossible as a vocalist.’ “Then a man with a hectic voice and a name that he imported, with out paying duty on it, stood up and whinnied like a doggone zebra, and we were expected to believe that he was singing a Neapolitan song. I never heard anything that filed my nerves the way that voice did. It recalled the halcyon days when my father used to sharpen a bucksaw with a rasp. Well, when he finished his first number, the applause was frantic, and he reared up and did it all over again. Then the applause was louder than ever, and he whinnied something else. They kept that blamed pirate there for half, an hour, and I don’t know when I suffered so much. “The hall was overheated, and I was jammed in the middle of a row of seats so I couldn’t get out without climbing over a number of ladies and gentlemen. We were kept there for three hours, and when I got out I swore by my Sunday hat I’d never go to another public concert. “Next day I bought a phonograph and a lot of records of the kind I like, and now I enjoy my music. I start it when I get ready, and quit when I am tired. No punk<singers are encored. No Windy Jims introduce the singers with a few pertinent remarks. If a singer displeases me, I stop the machine and throw the record into the alley. You’d better tear up your concert ticket and come and hear my music mill?* Hard Hit. “What’s wrong, old man? You look blue.” “Had a scrap with my wife this morning.” “Oh, don’t let a little thing like that ■worry you. A thunderstorm clears the atmosphere, you know.” “Yes. but that’doesn’t help a man who’s been struck by lightning.” — Boston Transcript. Os Course. “You made a big howl that you were out for civic betterment.” “We did.” “Yet your program consists solely )f getting your crowd into office.” “Well, ain’t that civic betternent?” New Rich. “Well, what’s on the tapis today?” isked the social secretary breezing in. “I hadn’t noticed,” answered Maw Hoptoad. “Maria, did you spill anything on the tapis?” First Sewing Machine. The first really practical sewing machine was made by a poor tailor, Barthelmey Thimmonier of St. Etienne, France, in 1830, 15 years before Howe’s machine was put on the marset The tailor did not make a success of his machine. Knighthood in Flower. Sir George Rose, the celebrated English punster, observing an acquaintance giving 'an imitation of his gait, remarked: “You have the stalk without the rose.” —Boston Transcript,

German Civilians Surrender Arms ■uWE® ww Will & ¥J wi Civilians in Berlin surrendering weapons to the security police. Thegovernment pays for every weapon turned In. This surrender of arms is in accordance with a provision of the peace treaty.

SCRAPS “a In Germany faxes on incomes increased 1,370 per cent from 1913 to 1920. The house sparrow is estimated to fly at a rate of nearly seventy-five miles an hour. Why a horse rises from the ground on its forelegs and a cow on its hind legs has never yet been explained. Some of the moutrtains on the Sahara desert plateau are covered with snow three months in the year. The custom of throwing rice-over a newly married pair originated in India. The Hindoos thought that the rice, as an offering to the gods, thrown over the happy ’pair, would please the “holy ones” and cause them to bless the union.

Must Move Swiftly. “Riches have wings.” “They’ve got to nowadays to get anywhere near the cost of living.”

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EMPEROR FRIEND OF LOWLY Napoleon 111 Declared to Have Had Genuine Regard for the Humbler of His Subjects. The friendly feeling of Napoleon 111 for the toilers is dwelt upon by Agues Carey in her “An Empress In Exile,” in the Centurj' magazine, and she gives as her authority Empress Eugenie, wife of the last of the emperors. “Whatever his failings toward her had been,” the author says,. “she professed a waruL.admlration of his love of hard work, his pluck and his* great kindness of heart and thoughtfulness for every one. The emperor genuinely loved the poor and humble among his subjects, with no thought of policy. He was too good and generous for his people’s understanding. Had he been tyrannical and made use of them and trampled them down like some other sovereigns, they would have behaved better toward him, she (Eugenie) said. “Napoleon was a dreamer and spent much of his time to the serious thinking out of schemes for the benefit of his people, and all mankind. His life’s ambition was to better their lot. He had great magnetism, especially with the working classes. The empress charmed every stranger, but the emperor was really mo»e personally and deeply loved by his entourage than was his consort.” Walking delegates usually ride at the expense of others.

Full-bodied Flavor POSTUM Cereal wins First place among table drinks with those who value health and ebrnfort. Boil Postum Cereal full fifteen minutes after boiling begins and the taste is delightful. Costs less than, coffee Made by Postum Cereal Compaixy.lnc. Battle Creek, Mich.

Diamond-cutters are subject to “wrist drop,” a disease coming feom the use of solder—containing leadin the cutting process. The bees of Brazil hang their honeycombs at the end of the slenderest | twig at the very summit of a tree, to be beyond the reach of monkeys. Bede cottage, the home of “Adam Bede,” in Derbyshire, England, has been sold at auction. It is said that ' the building used a workshop by | Adam and Seth Bedels still attached i to the, cottage. 1 Frederic Harrison, English journal- ■ ist and philosopher, is close to his ninetieth, year, yet his handwriting is , firmer than that of many a man of half his age, and still contributes . trenchant articles to reviews and [ magazines.

Best Plan. “Did you nail the lie?" "Yes, after I. had hammered th« liar.”

BEADS PREFERRED TO BREAD People of the Levant Set Great Stock on Colored Glass of Every Description. Beads are more necessary than bread to the Levant. Men, women and children wear and carry beads to ward off ill l.ck. Even the horses and donkeys have strands of beads about their necks “to baffle the evil eye,” and the long horns of the work oxen are decorated with blue-and-white beads to keep them from falling prey to diseases. In Athens, Constantinople, Tiflis, Smyrna and other cities of the, Levant men of all classes carry short strands of fidget beads, which they p|ay with while walking in the street, riding in street cars and trains Just as nervous men in the West finger their watchchains. Bead shops abound everywhere, in the larger cities and general stores and market stalls sell them in the smaller places. Peddlers hawk them in the streets everywhere. Light-colored amber beads of large size are the latest thing in beads for women. Meerschaum beads are also popular, and for the moment plain beads of all sorts have displaced highly ornate carved beads of the type which Syrians produce in great quantities for exportation. —Washington Post Many a man hasn’t felt slippers since he was a boy.