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Wednesday, Nov. IS, 1925 yjhe Concord Daily Tritmtie V J B. SRERfttLL Editor and Publisher yr. M. SHERRILL Associate Editor MEMBER dF THE f ASSOCIATED PRESS v The Associated Pres* is exclusively entitled to the use for republieation of *ll hews credited to it or not otherwise Credited in this paper and also the lo cal news published herein. - i . All richts of republioation of spec- I lal dispatches herein are ala* reserved. ft Special Representative ft FROST, LANDIS A KOHN 1 .222 Fifth Avenue, New York ■ Peoples' Gas Building, Chicago 1 .1004 Candler Building, Atlanta I 1 Entered as second class mail matter I lit. the postoffiee at Concord, N. C.. un |dec thq ACt of March 3, 1879. I 1 SUBSCRIPTION RATES 1 In the City of Concord by Carrier: \ ©ne Year $6.00 1 ftix Months 3.00 1 three Months 1.30 1 #ne Month .80 lAutslde of the State the Subscription \ I Is the Same as in the City 11 Out of the city and by mail in North ilarolina the following prices will pro line Year SB.OO Blx Months 2.50 Three Months 1.25 Lws Than Three Months, 50 Cents ■ \ Month ■All Subscriptions Must Be Paid in / 1 Advance JL. ' RAILROAD SCHEDULE fi In Effect June 28, 1925 /[ Northbound /No. 40 To New York 9:28 P. M //No, 136 To Washington 5:06 A M. //No, 38 To New York 10:25 A. M. // No. 34 To New York 4:43 P. M 1 No. 46 To Danville 3:15 P. M. // No. 12 To Richmond 7:10 P. M. '/ No. 32 To New York 9 :03 P; M. / No. 30 To New York 1 :G5 A. M. I Southbound ' No. 45 To Charlotte 3:85 P. M No. 35 To New Orleans 9:56 P. M. No. 29 To Birmingham 2:36 1 M No. 31 To Augusta 5:51 A M No. S 3 To New Orleans 8:25 A M. No. 11 To Charlotte 8:05 AM No. 135 To Atlanta 8:36 P. M No. 37 To New Orleans 10:45 A. M Train No. 34 will stop in Concord to take on passengers going to Wash Ington and beyond. ' Train No. 37 will stop here to dis ebarge passengers coming from be yond Washington. f jLbible THOIKOTg I M —FOR TODAY—I CoudUions of Forgiveness:—Put. on therefore, • * bowels of mercies, kind ness, humbleness of mind, meekness, i kmgsuffering; forbearing one another, j nnd forgiving one another, if any man ; have a quarrel against any: even as [ \ Christ forgave you, so also do ye. Col- Ivpusinps 3:12, 13. t Prayer:—Forgive us Lord our tres itesses, a swe have forgiven those who trespass against us. Ml—Wl MAJOR WILLIAM A FOIL. I No citizen of Concord in recent I years has been publicly known more | than Major William A. Foil, who died ' at his home here Tuesday morning. In | every phase of the city’s life Major I Foil had been a lender and he gener al ously gave of his time and energy to public matters. i As a politician Mr. Foil gained his greatest prominence perhaps, and bis || place will be hard to 911 among local f* democrats. As chairman of the Dean foe ratio Executive Committee of the ■ county he worked continuously for his ■ party which owes its recent victories Bin the county to him more than to any Bother one person. I In the Kiwnnis Club Major Foil jSalways fought for those things that t tended to build a bigger and better city, and from the time of the organi ? |zalion of tliat club until his death he I labored for a city park and .play ;|gronn<l. At many public gatherings ‘ J his voice was heard in support of 3 measures pointing to progressive move ments and his ihfluence was marked !§ throughout the city and county. He H was one of the organizers .of the ; county fair, represented Concord at various good roads conferences and at the time of bis death was State Sen ator from Cabarrus Comity. ■jß Major Foil’s influence will be miss- Ad at future councils called to con- Pfider safe and' sane progress. ■ SHOULD TREAT RAILROADS RIGHT. 9 The Seaboard Air Line railroad, 9hrough B. F. Stanley, its vice presi flent, makes announcement that it has JSbandoncd plans to extend its line in ;#> Miami. Refusal of property own « to stand by their pledges to S. Davies Warfield, president of the sys tem, to give the road rights of way |pto the city has resulted in the decis kin to abandon the Miami lines. iffc Florida needs all of the railroad nftcilities that it ran get and the peo ple are really cutting off their noses 7u this case. The Seaboard can go to other Florida cities and with the I present boom touching practically ev- I cry point in the State it cares little I about going to Miami unless the peo- I pic of that city will abide by their ft pledge. # It’s a fact that many people have Kan idea -that they can hold up a rail- K road company for almost any amount flpnf money when it comes to rights of. Bpway. They seemingly don’t under-' I 'stand that the rail companies can go I I some other way. Property owners in I Miami can g«t more for their prop- I erty if they can get better railroad to their property. -Still they JftftVe willing to take a chance on losing PKe whole thing in order to get some ■ thing for their land. Embargoes have I been placed on building materials I and other staff going to Florida he ft cause «f the lack of railroad fscili- » ties. Until these facilities are grent . ly improved the development of Flor ida will be handicapped. ( These people diiF ndt know Florl . j da real estate was going to command such prices when they made the promise to give the rights of way. t Now they want to’ back out of the s agreement because the land they offey - ed can bring many times its former value. If they can get the railroad the land they have left will increase in value enough to more than offset any loss they might have in giving the rights of way. NEW HOSPITAL FOR CONCORD ■ POSSIBLE. Physicians and other citizens who have investigated the matter, are of tho opinion that Concord can secure . n modern hospital in the near future | through the provisions of the Duke | Foundation. A movement looking to [ the securing of funds for the hospital i has been started here by civic organi zations and certain individuals and it 1 is to be hoped that the movement will have, a successful termination. I Dr. W. 8. Rankin, director of that I part of the endowment that is to be ' spent for hospitalization work, has al -1 ready addressed one Concord audience on this matter and he comes back to Concord soon to be heard at a mass meeting. At that time he will outline provisions of the endowment, explain ing just what must be done by Con cord and Cabarrus citizens before aid • can be secured from the endowment. Dr. Rankin should be heard by a representative audience. He comes with a message that should be of in terest to tlie rich and poor alike with the latter particularly interested since Mr. Duke intended for his money ot aid those persons who are unable to aid themselves. We should make every possible ef fort to secure the Duke endowment money so this city and eounty ean have such a hospital as has been needed for years. The proposition is an important one for every one and deserves support and co-operation from the public. CUTEST THINGS. New York Mirror. My four-year-old daughter wanted to go into the parlor where her sis ter was entertaining her young man. She knocked and knocked, but receiv ed no attention. Then she thought of a ruse. Pounding on the door as hard as she could she shouted menac ingly : "Tain’t me now! It’s muwer.” My little sister, aged five, was eat ing her dinner when she suddenly clapped her hand to her mouth and shouted with pain. “What is the matter?” X asked. . “Oh,” she replied, “my tooth step ped on my tongue,” Little Miry was asked by a visitor I whieb member of the family she lik ed best. “Mother.” said the child. “Who next?" asked the visitor. “Lit sister,” replied Mary. Her father, who overheard the conversation, ask ed, “And when do I come in?’ “At 2 o’clock In the morning,” was the prompt reply. Neighbor, speaking to little Ethel, aged five: “So,, you say your sister Helen is the oldest, who comes after her?” Ethel—Oh, a different fellow every night. Some Yale-Harvard Football Records. Largest score. Yale 48, Harvard 0, November 22, 1884, New Haven. Largest score by losing team, Har vard, 1887. Eight points. Harvard's largest score, Harvard 41, Yale 0, Chambridge, November 20, 1915. Most consecutive eietories in suc cessive years, six. Yale, 1902-1907. Moat consecutive Harvard victories In successive,years, four, 1912-15 and 1019-22. Mpat touchdowns in one game, Yale, 1984, New Haven. Nine touch downs. Longest run for touchdown, R. W. Watson, Yale, 1880. Distance, 100 yards after* catching kickoff. Longest field goal, James M. Brand on, Yale, Cambridge Stadium, Novem ber 22, 1919. Drop kick, 63 yards. Longest run for touchdown after opponents’ fumble, 93 yards, T. J. Coolidge, Harvard, Yale bowl No vember 21, 1914. , Longest run from scrimmage re sulting in one game, Edward V. Ma han, Harvard stadium November 20, 1915. Twentynine- points. Most field goals in one game, six. November 22, 1913, Stadium, Charles E. Brickley, Harvard, five; O. L. Guernsey, Yale, one. Longest span of years without be in* defeated, Yale, 1876-1889, both in clusive. Some tie games played and some years in which no games were played). Mast field go«ls kicked by one in dividual in one game, Charles B. Brickley, Harvard. Stadium, Novem ber 22, 1013. Five goals, one from placement after fair catch, four from dropkicks. Longest forward pass play result ing 4n touchdown, Winslow B. Felton, Harvard, to Edward L. Casey, Har vard stadium, November 22, 1919. Total distance covered by pass and run, approxiately 39 yards. Individuals who played in four vic tories without being defeated, Walter Camp. Yale, four victories and one tie. 1876, 1878, 1879, 1880, 1881; Eugene L. Richards, Yale, 1881-1884, . inclusive; Frank A Illnkey, Yale, 11891-1894; Thomas L. Shevin, Yale, 11902-1900, four years each. I New Tax Feature Approved. , Washington, Nov. 17. —MP)—A new of 1 cent a gallon on cereal bever-1 ages was’approved Boday by the Hoaae ways and mean* codubttee in its preparation of a revenue bill. - T- -■ 1 Blinks: “What is your idea of the b ‘«2L. th “’* ~ th - wor ff to do? " JW»M /JptBWieMPWFf Published by Arrangement with First National Picturn, Inc., and Frank Lloyd Productions. Inc. CHAPTER XXIX. (Continued) c The "door to the commandant's of- 1 fice opened without warning. Pierce ! stood framed in it His head was ; 1 up, his shoulders were back, his ; ' countenance was alight; with confi dent tread he entered the big room and crossed directly to the girl who '• , stood waiting beside the table. He 1 held out his two hands to Tier and ! with a flash of her clear blue eyes she placed hers in his. Gladness. ' trust, blind faith, and adoration were 1 in her face. She murmured some- J thing which Rouletta did not hear, : for at that instant Colonel Cavendish \ appeared with the curt announce •spent: “That is all, ladies. You needn’t ! remain longer.” Blindly, confusedly. Rouletta rose ‘ and fumbled with her wraps. She saw the colonel go to Laure and ' speak with her in a stiff, formal way. She saw Pierce and Josephine turn ' awav hand in hand, their heads close together^—he had not even glanced in her direction; then Cavendish was speaking to her directly. At first she did not understand him, but finally made out that he was telling her that everything had been cleared up, including even the mystery of Count Courteau’s gold sack. ‘Laure confessed that she got a duplicate key to the cashier’s cage,” she heard the colonel say. “Got it from Pierce. It was she who put the evidence in there during the con fusion. Pretty ingenious, I call it, and pretty spiteful.” “Did she—have anything to say about the—the murder?” Rouletta inquired. “No. But the Countess has that figured out right, I’m sure. We’ll have the proof when Rock brings back his prisoners.” As Rouletta moved toward the door Pierce stopped her. There was a £2® his vo *cc as he said: ‘Rouletta, I want you to meet Miss Cavendish. I want the two nicest girls in the world to know each other. Josephine, this is Miss Kirby, of whom I’ve said so much.” Then without reason he laughed joy ously, and so did the colonel’s daughter. The latter took Rouletta’s hand in a warm and friendly clasp. Her smiling lips were tremulous. Engag ingly, shyly, she said: Pierce has told me how splendid you ve- been to him. and I’m sure >ou re as happy as we are,’-but — come out right if we wish for flfetn hard enough.-' Don't • you think so?” . The Countess Courteau was walk ing slowly when Rouletta overtook her a block or so down the street. She looked up as the younger wom an joined her. . Wen/ she said, “I oresume you saw. Not a look, not a thought for any one but her—that other girl.” Yes, I saw.” There was a pause, i then: She s wonderful. I think Im very glad." “Glad?” Hilda raised her brows; she g!anced curiously at the speaker. | If I had a brother I’d want him to love a girl like that.” .vou have no brother, out- i side of Poleon Doret.” Hilda was < more than ever amazed when her i companion laughed softly, con tentedly. “I know, but if I had one, I’d : want him to be like—Pierce. I— . My dear, something has changed in 1 me, oh, surprisingly! I scarcely I know what it is, but-I’m walking , on air and my eyes-are open for the , first time. And you? We’ve been i \ honest with each other—how do you i feel?” , t Countess smiled wist- ] fully. Why—it doesn’t matter how 1 I feel! The boy has found himself and nothing else is of the least im- : portance." CHAPTER XXX Joe McCaskey wax not a coward, ‘ •cither was he a superstitious man, 1 but he had imagination. The steady strain of his and Frank’s long flight, ! the certainty of pursuit close behind, : had frayed his nerves and rendered 1 him jumpy. For a man in his'con- ' dition to be awakened out of a trancelike sleep by an intruder at ' once invisible, dumb; to feel the 1 presence of that mysterious visitor ! and actually to see him—it—bulked 1 dim and formless among the darting '• shadows cast by a blazing match— 1 was a test indeed. It was too much for Joe. 1 As for Frank, he had actually seen nothing, heard nothing except his brother’s voice, and then—that sigh. c For that very reason his terror was, < if anything, even greater than his 1 brother’s. t During what seemed an age there 1 was no sound except the stertorous ( breathing of the McCaskeys them- 1 selves and the stir of the dogs out- * side. The pale square of the single e window, over which a bleached-out * cotton flour-sack had . been ticked, 1 let m only enough light to intensify 1 the gloom. Wtftin the cabjp. was a J blackness thick, tangible, oppressive? * the brothers stared into it with bulg- I ing eyes and listened with ear-drums * strained to the point of rupture. < Qddly enough, this utter silence aug- J mented their agitation. Unable l , finally to smother the evidence of ‘ his steadily growing fright, Frank , uttered a half-audible moan. Joe ‘ in the next bunk out it down as a ' new and threatening phenomenon. < What sort of, thing was it that sighed * and moaned thus? As evidence of * the direction Joe’s mind was taking, he wondered .if these sounds could 1 be the comolaint of Courteau’s ufi- s •J 1 riven spirit It was a shocking i thought, but involuntarily he gasped ! |he dead man’s name. ‘ i A guilty conscience is a proven 1 THE CONCORD DAILY TRIBUNE coward-maker; so, too, is a quick, imaginative mind. It took only 'a moment or two to convince Joe that this nocturnal interloper was not a creature of flesh and blood, but some enormous, unmentionable, creeping thing come out of the other world out of the cold earth—to visit pun ishment upon him fpr his crime. He could hear it stirring, finally, now here, now there; he could make out the rustle of its grave-clothes. Thera is no doubt that the cabin was full of half-distinguishable sounds—so is anv warm habitation—but to Joe’s panicky imagination the nature of these particular sounds indicated that they could not come from any nor mal, living being. There was, for instance, a slow, asthmatic wheezing, like the breath of a sorely wounded' man; a stretching and straining as of a body racked with mortal agony; even a faint bubbling choke like a death-rattle heard in au adjoining chamber. These and others as hor ribly suggestive. Joe’s wild agita tion distorted all of them, no matter whether they came from his brother Frank, from the poorly seasoned pole rafters overhead, or from the sleepy dogs outside, and ’Poleon Doret, with a grim internal chuckle, took advan tage of the fact When finallv the elder McCaskey heard his own name whispered, the last shred of self-contrni left to him was whipped away; bis wits went skittering, and for >• —mt>d time he groped with frantic, t,'. itching fin gers for his revolver. He raised it and, with a yell, fired at random into the blackness, meanwhile cov ering his eyes with his left arm for fear of beholding in the sulphurous flash that bloodless, fleshless menace, whatever it might be. Somehow he managed to get out of bed and to place his back against the wall, and there he cowered until lie heard his brother’s body thresh ing about the floor. As a matter of fact, that shot had sent Frank sprawling from his bunk, and he was striving to kick off the hamper ing folds of his sleeping-rbag, noth ing more: but the thumping of his knees and elbows bore a dreadful significance to the terrified listener. Evidently the Thing had closed in— bad grappled with Frank. Its hands, damp with death sweat, even now were groping for him, Joe. The thought was unbearable. Blindly the elder brother thrust his revolver at full length in front of him and pulled the trigger; Frank shrieked, but again and again Joe Arid,, and when the last cartridge was spent he continued to snap the weapon. He desisted only when he heard a voice, faint, but hoarse with agony, crying: “O God! You’ve shot me, Joe! xouve.shot me!” Then and not until then, did a sort of sanity come to the wretch. The revolver slipped from his fin gers; he felt his bones diss living in to water; a horror ten times greater than he had previously suffered fell upon him. He tried to speak, to throw off this hideous nightmare, hut his voice came only as a dry, reedy, whisper. _ Frank was still now ; he did not respond to his brother’s incohercn cies except with a deep groaning that momentarily became more alarming. “I—l—didn’t Christ! I didn’t shoot you . . „ Frank! . . . Answer me! Say something. . . .’’ Even yet the dread of that hobgoblin pres ence lay like ice upon the elder brother; he feared to move lest he encounter it, lest he touch it and it enfold him; but when Frank’s twitching body became still he fell to his knees and went groping for ward on all-fours in search of it. Death was here now. He had slain his brother and there was no light! Joe began to sob and to chatter in a maudlitf hysteria of fright and ap prehension; He succeeded in find ing Frank by the sound of his breathing, and he was pawing at him and wildly calling his name when at his back a match was struck. The sound, the flare, brought a scream from his throat. He cringed and cowered; the pallid face he raised was slack-jawed, his gaze was that of a crazy man. Slowly, v«y slowly his dementia left him. His eyes were still dis tended, to be sure, biif into them sanity, recognition, began to creep. He stared dazedly about him, and at last he managed to speak Doret’s name. “Wh-what you doing—here?” he breathed. “Me? I come to tak’ you back.” Joe shook his head weakly. "You can’t. We’re across safe.” His eyes dropped to the prostrate body beside which he knelt, and a new thought swiftly flooded his vacant mind. Look! You— Now I un derstand. You did it! You shot him. I never— By God!" The fel low’s insane vehemence, the panting eagerness with which he undertook to absolve himself from the hideous results of his deed, argued that he loved his brother. He rose slowly to his feet, his countenance flaming, his gaze fixed in an arresting ex pression of mingled rage and horror upon the woodsman’s face. “You did it damn you! Shot him, in the dark, asleep! Now you want me. ... Take me back, eh? You can’t do it. I’m safe ~. safe ... I"’ ’Poleon uttered a grunt. He leaned his carbine against the wall behind him, and from his pocket he drew a thin cotton sled-rope. With this in his hand he advanced upon the slayer. : AfcCadcey retreated Weakly at first he fought ofll his captor; then, as fair overwhelmed him, he became possessed of a phrenetic energy and struggled with the strength of two , . He . * tr 3 jck - h * Nt. he clawed, Im kicked. It was lflce the battle of a man with a beast—ferocious, merciless—while it lasted. They rocked about the cabin, heedless of the wounded tUan: the stove came crashing down and thev trampled the pipe under their feet. But McCaskey collapsed as sud denly as he had flown to action. When ’Poleon trussed him up he had neither strength nor spirit either for j resistance or for resentment. He | was as spineless as a wet sack. With anguished eyes he watched his cap tor lift Frank into a bunk and then proceed to do what remained to be done. Bleak of face, lifeless of . Voice, hopeless of expression, he an- , Swered the questions put to him ana : no feeblest effort at conceal ■ jient. He was, in fact, no longer •* » a Pable of any Tesistaoce, mental or i Physical. - . 1 1 Frank died as the first ashen ’ , streaks of dawn came through the : window and lit the sickly face of the ■ brother who had slain him. There pas no longer need of the rope; in I 1 tact, Joe implored his captor with I 1 such earnestness not to leave him 1 alone that ’Poleon untied his hands, feeliqg sure that he was impotent, i Joe followed him outside, and stood ■ near by while he harnessed the dogs, he accompanied every step the ] ■ woodsman took—wild horses could i :iot have dragged nim away in his I i present frame of mind—and finally, | : 5.’b en they se* out back toward the :• Canadian Line, he shambled aloqg | ■ ahead of the team with head down : and eyes averted from the gruesome i bundle that lav in the sled. Hi* ■ Punishment had overtaken him and ■ he was unequal to it. t Dawson was in ferment, for the , news of another "strike” had come m and a stampede was under way. I t Discoveries of gold, or rumors of t them, had been common. The camp l had thrilled to many Arabian Nights I ; tales, but this one was quite the most i sensational of all. So amazing, so : unbelievable was it, in truth, that ; those who had been too often fooled ■ laughed at it and declared it impos | sible on its face. Some wood-cutters I on the hills above El Dorado had . been getting out dry timber for the - drift fires, so ran the report, and in > shooting the tree-tnink9 down into , the valley they had discovered a de posit of wash gravel. One of them, > possessed of the prospector’s instinct ‘ had gophered a capful of the grave', . f rom off the rim where,the plung ■ tree-trunks had dug through A* ■ snow and exposed the outcropping ’ bedrock, and. to satisfy his curiosity, had taken it down to camp for a test. ! He had thawed and panned it; to his amazement, he had discovered that it 1 carried an astonishing value in gold ; —coarse, rough gold—exactly like . that in the creek pay-streak, except with less signs of abrasion and ero ■ sion. Rumor placed the contents of ’ thai first prospect at ten dollars. Ten | cents would have meant the riches of Aladdin, but—ten dollars! No wonder the wiseacres shook their ; heads. Ten dollars to the pan, on a hilltop! Absurd! How did metal : of that specific gravity get up there? How could there be wash gravel on | the crest of a mountain? There was . no sense to such a proposition. But such old California placer min ers as chanced to hear of it lost no ; time in hitting the trail. They were familiar with high bars, prehistoric river-beds, and they went as fast as ! old legs would carry them. More faith was put in the story wl.en it became known that the dig tnngs weie being deserted and that 1 the men of El Dorado and Bonanza ; were quitting, their jobs, actually leaving their thawed drifts to freeze while they scattered over the domes and saddles round about, staking i Hahns. That settled matters, so far as Dawson was concerned; men who had dogs nitched them up, those who had none rolled their packs; soon the trail up the Klondike was black and the recorder’s office prepared for riotous activity. Those who had set out thus late met excited travelers hastening town ward, and from them obtained con firmation. Yes, the story was true, more than true! The half had not been told as yet. Gold lay under the grass roots where anybody could see it; it was more plentiful than in the creeks—this was the richest thing ever known. • “Frenchman’s Hill,” the discovery had been named, but all the ground for miles round about had been already staked and now men Were going even further afield. It was well to hurry. A frenzy took possession of the hearers and they pressed on more rapidly. This was like the rush of the autumn previous, from Dyea to the Chilkoot, only here dogs flew i j un <fer snapping lashes; pedestrians, ! ; when shouldered aside, abandoned their burdens and sacrificed all to speed. At the Fork* Ihe new ar rivals scattered up over the hills, and that night road-houses, cabins, 1 touts, were crowded; men slept on I chain, on floors; they stood around 1 open fires. (To be continued) DINNER STORIES Berlin produces a man who pro poses to talk 48 hours without n stop. Wait till his wife hear about that. •’Poor little FlnlT.v is gone.” sighed the mistress of the Jate Peke who had been kissed by a taxicab. "He was such a playful rascal.” "An" n great help in washin' dishes.” agreed the cook. “Wlirtt’d you get for Christmas?" "Well, have you seen those new, long, racy Cadillacs?" “Yeah." “Well, I got a pair of roller skates." I Doctor: “When the symptoms first ’ appeared did you teeth chatter?" I Patient: "l don't know, they were I on the table." ' English Teacher: “Tommy, this is the worst composition in the class, so I am going to write n note to your father about it." Tommy: “I don’t care if you do because he wrote it.” I Nature Lover (gasing at tree): “Oh. wonderful oak tree, if you could only speak I wonder what you would I tell me.” ! Hardener "Excuse me sir, but it Would probably say. ‘lf you please, I'm an oak tree, not a spruce'.” He Knew. | “Did my wife speak at the meet ing yesterday?” I ”1 don't know your wife, but there was a tall, thin lady who rose and said she could not find words to express her feelings." I "Thai wasn't my wife!" | Johnny : "There’s a young woman I who makes little things count.” Hill: “How does she do it?" I Johnny: “Teaches arithmetic in a primary school.” Mabel: “Im afraid dad doesn't ap prove of your calling to see me.” Jack: “You're wrong; I'm sure he does. Why, he's just given me this cigar.” - Mabel: “Well, you smoke it and see if I'm wrong.” I Woman: “What’s the matter,lit tle boy?” Little Boy: “Ma's gone and drowned all the kittens.” W T oman: “Well, that’s too bad.” Tuttle Boy: “Yes, she promised me I could do it.” After all, there's no place like borne. Barber shops aren't what they used to be. The finest import ed Flower Bulbs, Narcissus Hya cinths, Choice Tu lips and Lilies di rest from France and Holland. —at — Pearl Drug Co. On the Square Phone 82 :".L. -L'gsgggs Stuffed Country Style Sausage Liver Pudding, Native Pork Chops and Pork Ham Sanitary Grocery Company Phones 686 and 676 ff°HUßri OUARANTEEE DISEASE REMEDIES /fa T fcW (Hunt’. Salve and Soap), fail ir flf 17 tba treatment of Itch. Seine. V/-* I A Ringworm, Tetter or other Itch ing akin dleaeeee. Try thk treatment at our rtak. ECZCNAn Money back without question if HUNT’S GUARANTEED skin siiveAsb MmDis/* > T a (Hunt’s Salve and Soaphteit io L the treatment ofltch. 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