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Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1901-04-09

evening at $ O'clock in the east court
room. Come.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1901-04-09

L. strand is suces ssor to Petersen <
Co. Oyer tise Western l'ninr.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1901-04-09

Mrs Nettie S. Chaplin, who has been
confined to her home since last Novem-
Der, was able to take advantage of the
sunshine of yesterday and be down
town for short time
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1901-04-09
Or. Mighell. surgeon and physician

One dollar and eighty-nirle cents for
a piece decorated toilet set at the
Leader store.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
1T was just his luck to come to griet

1t was just his luck to come to grief
over the affair,
He had known from the first that his
case was hopeless. His misdeeds had
been up for consideration too many
times before for him to expect any
mercy now. The moment he had en-
tered the Faculty Room he had seen
mat he stood no chance. If they had
been severe he would have felt it a
hopeful sign, but this cold, business
like air showed only too plainly that
his hearing was a mere formality.
They had CALLED him inexpressibly by
their GOODNESS, and he had been in re-
turn politely insolent and unconcerned.
Yet he would have given anything for
another chance, though his pride
would not let him ask for it.
They had asked him a question or
two, and he had answered them. Then
they had permitted him to retire while
they made their decision. Wauehope
felt that he could foretell just what
that decision would be. With the usual
lack of perspective which pertains in
youth Harry saw long vista of hope
less years stretch before him, all full
of failure and misery. That was in
the distance, but the immediate future
looked black enough to him. How
could he face his father after having
dragged their common name in the
dust-that name of which they were
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
A Judge a. an Inventor.

Judge Waltner of Wapakoneta. O..
has distinguished himself by inventive
a hydraulic disappearing safe operated
on the principle of the disappearing
gun. The safe, controlled by hydrau-
lie power, is lowered into a fifteen-foot
well at night. When it touches bottom
clockwork mechanism starts it toward
the top, which is reached about the
time it is wanted for business the next
morning. Judge Waltner does NOT
think robbers could accomplish any,
thing by tunneling to the safe. The
judge has applied for a patent, but
what if the machinery should be de-
ranged some night and the safe left
at the bottom of the well?
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
vesetarlans e tpect Golden Age.

The London Vegetarian Society
which held it's annual meeting on
January 26, adopted a remarkable re-
port. 1t congratulated itself upon the
fact that it enters the new century out
of debt, and well organized for the
work before it, and then says that the
days are drawing near when the hy-
dra-head horror of beef, beer and bac-
cy will be revealed in all it's native
hideousness. The three-bottle man, ii
continues. has long passed into OBJ
livion, and the cruelty of the shambles
will soon pass into the same obscurity
AS result the constitutions of our
children will be cleansed, the cigar,
cigarette and the cheroot will be ban
ished from our midst, the world will
become healthier and happier and all
hearts will be in tune to the music o.
the golden age.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18

l feel as if could shout. will shout
Dear Lord, forgive me that | ever
complained about anything. If all this
is before US, who cares for anything
but God and heaven and eternal
brotherhood? Take the Grape off the
doorbell. Your loved ones are only
away for their health in land am
brosial. Come, Lowell Mason; come,
Isaac Watts. Give us your best hymn
about joy celestial.
What is the use of postponing our
heaven any longer? Let it begin now,
and whatsoever hath a harp, let her
thrum it, and whatsoever hath trum-
pet, let him blow it, and whatsoever
hath an organ, let him give us full
diapason. They crowd down the air,
spirits blessed. moving in calvacade of
triumph. Their chariot wheels whirl
in the Sabbath sunlight. They come!
Halt, armies of God! Halt, until we
are ready to join the battalion of
pleasures that never die!
Oh, my friends, it would take a SER
mon as long as eternity to tell the joys
that are coming to us. just set open
the sunshiny door. Come in, all we
disciples of the world who have found
the world a mockery. Come in, all We
disciples of the dance, and see the
bounding feet of this heavenly glad
ness. Come in, ye disciples of world
ly amusement, and see the stage where
kings are the actors and burning words
the footlights and thrones the spectac-
ular. Arise, ye dead in sin, for this
is the morning of resurrection. The
joys of heaven submerge our soul.
pull out the trumpet stop. In Thy
presence there is fullness of joy; ss
Thy right hand there are pleasures for.
evermore.
Blest are the saints beloved of God;
Washed are their robes in Jesus
blood
Brighter than angels, 10, they shine,
Their glories splendid and sublime!
My soul anticipates the day,
Would stretch her wing and soar away;
10 aid the song, the palm to bear,
And bow, the chief of sinners, there,
Oh, the sunshine, the glorious sun
shine!
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
LONGING,

OF all the myriad moods Of aeind
That through the soul come thronging
Which one was e'er SO dear, so kind,
So beautiful as Longing?
The thing We long for, that we are
For one transcendent moment,
Before the Present, poor and bare,
Can make its sneering comment.
Still, through our paltry stir and strife,
CLOVIS down the wished ideal,
and Longing molds in clay what Life
Carves in the marble Real;
To let the new life in, we know,
Desire must ope the portal
Perhaps the longing to be so
ii Helps make the soul immortal.
Longing Is Gods fresh heavenward will
With our poor earthward striving;
We quench 1t that we may be still
Content with merely living;
But, would we learn that hearts full
scope
Which we are hourly wronging,
Our lives must climb from hope to hope
And realize our longing.
All! let us hope that to our praise
Good God not only reckons
The moments when we tread his ways
But when the spirit beckons;
That some slight good is also wrought,
Beyond self-satisfaction.
When we are simply good in thought.
Howe'er we fail in action.
James Russell Lowell
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
PhotogrAphing Jewelry,

Photographing jewelry as a means
of its protection is likely to become
popular now that the picture of yalu-
able diamond brooch led to it's recog-
milton and recovery. But it is doubt
tul If there is one woman among ten
who owns costly jewelry that ever
thought of taking this precaution, One
photographer who takes many pic
lures of women of wealth in New York
said the other day that few of them ever
had themselves photographed wearing
their jewelry, since it had become the
style to wear less jewelry than form
erly. He looked at random over half
a dozen portraits made recently, and
there was scarcely on any of their
originals jewelry that amounted to
more than few hundred dollars in
value. Yet the majority of these wo-
men own jewels worth thousands of
dollars. In England the custom of
wearing jewelry in photographs is
much more prevalent than it is in New
York. Pictures of English women of
wealth and position usually DISPLAY
the entire contents of their jewelry
boxes, and their tiaras, stomachers
and necklaces are frequently conspicu-
Gus enough to be serviceable as
means of identification were thew
stolen, although thieves rarely dare
to keep such things intact for even
the briefest time. American women
owning valuable jewelry are not likely
to possess any photographs of it, unless
they were especially taken. And that
precaution has so far been observed
in few cases.-New York Sun.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
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& - af y ;HN@D

His Keen sense of humor would have.
made him a comedian if nature had
not cast his other faculties in a more
serious mold. Therefore his fun only
crops out at times. When asked him
when and where he first began to CON
slder himself famous he said: INV
first term in congress gave me my first
sense OF eXaltation. The people up in
the Iowa hills had little lake and
they named it after me. Then 2 new
postoffice was named in my honor and
colored woman named her baby after
me. | began to think of engaging
a niche in some temple of fame. BIT
In my second term was disillusioned
A climatic disturbance dried up the
lake, free delivery wiped out the post
office and the child died-and found
myself back at the very place where
had started"
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18

HeprleVed! Reprleved!
both SO proud? And his mother-ah,
he dare not think of her. He might
break down if he did.
A wisp of paper floated down to him
from the gallery above. Wauchope
looked up in time to note the swish
of a disappearing skirt. A note was
penciled on the scrap of paper.
Il shall be in the Annual office.
Come to me as soon as you know the
decision. ALICE"
Harry flushed when he read it, and
then he groaned. He knew that it
meant she was going to stand by him,
and he fought with sudden lump in
his throat.
"Oh, you splendid girl, do you think
l shall let you sacrifice yourself for a
disgraced man? l may be worthless
scamp, but Pm not such a hound as
that" he cried to himself, and set his
teeth bitterly at thought of the futility
of too-late repentance.
The door of the Faculty Room
opened and professor stepped out.
Mr.. Wauchope, can we see you q
moment?" he asked.
Certainly, sir" answered the lad,
and followed him proudly into the
judgment chamber.
Five minutes later the door opened
again to let out young man with the
eager light of happiness shining from
his eyes. He made straight for the
great stairway which led to the gal
lery and the Annual office, and as he
went up the steps three at a time his
heart kept singing:
Another chance, Alice, girl. Re
prieved! Reprieved!"
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
TO THE WINDS OF HEAVEN.
Louis Becker, an Explorer, Wishes His
Dust Cast on Sea.

Louis Becker, an Explorer, Wishes His
Dust Cast on Sea.
Louis Becker, of Brooklyn, N. Y, dy-
ing after half century of travelling
and exploring in many parts of the
earth, asked that his body be cremated
and that his ashes be strewn to the
four winds upon the high seas, perhaps
to be borne by them, at their pleasure,
to resting places on many lands. He
had frequently said he wished his ash
es to keep on travelling after his death.
In addition to his love of travel Mr..
Becker was an enthusiast for crema-
ton, and one of it's first advocates. In
death he was true to his two great
passions. In his will Mr.. Becker laid
upon his twin brother, Sc years old,
the obligation of strewing the ashes
upon the Atlantic ocean. The body
has already been cremated, and in a
few weeks the brother and an old
friend will scatter the ashes broadcast
to the four winds. Mr. Becker died
on February "a at his home, No. 50
st. Felix street. Brooklyn. He left by
his will $4,000, but that, it is said,
is but a 1.-THE of the fortune he made
in the chemical business years ago.
Most of it was spent on expeditions TO
odd corners of the earth. Mr.. Becker
was born in Westphalia, Germany. In
1887 he started a chemical business in
this city. After retirement he started
to explore the world. His friends say
he was one of the first white men 10
explore the Sandwich islands. He went
through Africa, and over all countries,
civilized and barbarous. For fifty wears
he went wherever his interest attract
ed. He was one of the first converts
to the idea of cremation, and he help
ed to establish the first crematory in
Germany, at Gotha.-Ex.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
OVERCOMING BAD LUCK.
Suggestions of Charms for the Breaktn,
Down of "Hoodoo"

Suggestions of Charms for the Breaktno
Down of "Hoodoo."
William Bowerman OF West Mana
yunk smashed an heirloom, a looking
glass, few days ago, and now fully
believes that he will have bad luck
for seven years unless the spell is
broken by some magic charm. He
has requested the colored residents of
his neighborhood to furnish him with
charms, and has already received lot
of advice. One damsel tells him to
hire livery horse and drive the ami
NAL until the shoe of it's left hind foot
falls off, and then to nail the shoe over
the front door. Nelson Harrison told
him to stick three-pronged fork over
the door, to take an old broom and fill
it full Of wood ashes, and then blind
folded, to knock the fork down with
the broom. If the fork sticks up in
the floor" said Nelson Harris, 1.-The
hoodoo is gone" Another colored man
told Bowerman to steal thirteen hairs
from the tail of moon-eyed spotted
mare, to paste them over the back of
the broken glass, and bury the glass in
cemetery devoted exclusively to col
ored people. Garry rabbits FOOT"
get a horse chestnut from the burr
that hangs on the top limb of tree,
and plant 1t in graveyard" throw
salt over your shoulder at midnight
on the last day Of the year and wear
a wooden stocking inside out on the
left foot for seven weeks" Such are
the charms that have been received by
Bowerman, and they will be given a
fair trial until the spell is broken
Philadelphia Record.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
no woNpER ~ rs nA1krn.

(From the Shettit Weekly News.
frenchman thirsting for liAgufsase'
superiority began course Of Aslish
lessons With a. teaehor of languages.
After toiling conscientioasly through
a good many exercises the following
dialogue between the pupil and his
master was overheard:
Il find the English very difficult"
complained the Frencnman. How do
YOU pronounce t-o-u-g-h?'
1t is pronounced fluff.
Eth, bien, 'tuff;' snuff then, is
spelt s-n-o-u-g-h, is it not?"
oh, no; snuff is spelt s-nu-f. As
matter of fact, words ending in
o-u-g-h are somewhat Irregular"
: Il see; superb language! Tough
is 'tutf and c-o-u-g-h is cuff ! have
very bad cuff
No; 1t is 'coff.' not cuff
Very we'll; cuff, tuff and coff And
dough is duff emp
No; not duff
"'Doff, them"
mo; DOH"
We'll, then what about h-o-u-g- 2"
That is pronounced hook"
"'Hock!' Then l suppose the thing
the farmer uses, the plough, is
'pluff,' or is it 'phlock or 'plo?' Fine
language-'plo.'
No, no; it is pronounced 'plow.'"
II shall soon master English, 1 am
sure. Here We go. Plow,' 'coff,' 'hock,'
and now here is another-r-o-u-g-h
that is row. 1 suppose?"
ooh, no, my friend; that is ruff
agin."
And b-o-u-g-h is 'buff?''
No; that happens to be bow"
Yes, wonderful language. And i
have just enough of it; that's
'enou,' is it not?"
'No; 'eruff.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
spexE A STRANGE TONGUE.

Froc~ the New York Sun: Little
John Winthrop Pork Bennington Of
Boston spoke English perfectly, as was
to be expected, and had a speaking ac-
quaintance with all the continental
languages as well as smattering of
Arabic. Hindustani, Tagalog, Mon
goose, Chinese, hex, Conshohecken,
Bungalow and number of dialects,
but he was up against it hard, as one
would not say in Boston, when he
heard two New York grown persons
talking one day while he was taking
the air in the public garden of his ma
tive city. He listened in speeches.
amazement at first. and later in studi-
GUS contemplation, and what follows
is all he could get out of it, 1t is not
positively known that the speakers
were New Workers, but John thought
they were because they were so unlike
Bostonians.
Hoo zee?" said one, nodding toward
man who had passed by.
"Givva tup," replied the other.
"Jou spoze heez zennybody?"
Nope. Look slika Sob"
"lzze, jou spose?"
Dunno"
"Bawst'nza bum burgaintit?"
Cert. Lessavva ball?'
"Ri-chu-ar. Kmawn."
"Whairza tat?"
"Damfino."
"Praps thrain tennay."
Wv cour-athairiz.
Howl uno?"
"Booze'n' brainzer pards; n Bawst'n
sci on brains"
"Ura wise guy
"Butta amt Bawstn Waitrlie
pump the kid"
The speaker walked over and spoke
to the boy.
Say, bub," he said, "whairkn we
gitta drink"
AT the fountain yonder, SIR re-
piled John Winthrop, suppressing his
anger at being called dub"
"Aw, whatter you givvinus?" pro-
tested the inquirer.
information, sir, concerning where
you may secure the drink for which
you have inquired replied the aston
lShed BoStonian.
faint that kinduv wet werrafter,"
explained the stranger.
lis it alcoholic?" asked John Win
throp, with rare acumen.
"Thatsit, said the delighted seeker
for moisture. "WhaiZ the boozery?"
The boy told the man to inquire of
one OF the garden guardians and the
man went back to his companion.
'Duzzy know whairtherZa place."
inquired the man waiting.
"Dunnoaffy duzzernot Talks some
kind of foreign language, butta guess
he meanza park cop. Lesgo see,' and
the two strangers went off on their
quest with John Winthrop Pork Bean
lngton listening to them as far as he
could catch their words.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
Harry Wauchope's Reprieve.

BY WILLIAM MCLEOD RAINE.
Copyright. 1901. by Daily Story Pub. Coz
Harry Wauchope came briskly out
OF the Faculty Room, wearing on his
face the boyish, defiant smile that was
meant to express supreme unconcern.
He stopped for a moment at the drink
ing fountain in the great hall and the
smile died from his face as he filled
the cup, emptied it absently, half
filled 1t again, and then turned impa-
tiently away.
Restlessly he wandered over to the
bulletin board and read the students
lost" notices, wondering wearily why
people posted the loss of such trivial
things as text books and society pins.
He read that eff the person who stole
q tennis racket marked j. M. K. from
the gym last Thursday evening will
return same to 43 Elm street all will
be forgiven and no reward will be re-
CURED" and it did not seem to him
bit funny. Beneath that was the an
nouncement of the football game at
Travis Field which was to decide the
class championship. He remembered
how he had looked forward to playing
In 1t, and talked over the chances of
winning, and hoped and feared, until
1t had become great thing with him
and with all the team that they should
win the game and the championship
Tor the class; now it struck him sharp
~ that the game was being played at
that moment, and he was not "in it,
and never would be again. He could
even lear the dull yelling of the crowd
on the side lines. Occasionally there
came to him the short, sharp, triumph
ant *, G, VIII" which told him
that his class was winning.
Wauchope thought Of all he would
ship he had formed on the ball ground
and in the societies and at class meet
1ngs would be snapped when he went
away, and not soul among them
would care anything about him after
the first feeling of regret that their
reckless, lawless classmate had been
expelled. He could imagine them say
ping to each other, What? Jack fired!
Poor devil! Well, it had to come soon,
X Cl VI 1dIST.
He had made few close friends, but
ne knew good many who would be
glad to see him humbled; and he re-
solved that they should never know
how hard he was hit. He would carry
himself with the same jauntJ. devil
may-care insouciance he had always
worn, SO that no man could say he
WINGED. Involuntarily he Strengthened
himself, thrust his hands deep into his
coat pockets, and lounged over to the
large western windows overlooking the
Gym. courts.
His restless fingers, unconsciously
working, clutched piece of cardboard
and drew it out of his pocket. It was
a programme of the last class hon
and the sight of it gave wrench to
his thoughts that hurt with sharper
pain. He remembered just how Alice
had looked, how beautifully sweet and
serene she had appeared in that fetch
ing light gray dress of hers, how she
had seemed SO much less reserved and
more friendly than usual. 1t had
swept across his mind at the time that
possibly the thing he wanted most in
all the world might some day be with
in his reach, and he had resolved that
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
EyERYDAys THAT CONT.

The course of life is thousand
trlf1es-then some crisis-and again
a thousand trities and crisis, moth
Ing but green leaves under crimson
sun and shadow, and then storm or
rare June day And far more than
the storm or the perfect day the com
mon sun and shadow do to make the
autumn rich, 1t is the everydays that
count. They must be made to tell or
the years have failed-William Chan
ming Gannett in New York Tribune.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
First Inference.

First politician-Dd you see that
Weisaker has been announced to dis
cuss a few public questions from .
high moral plane?
Second politician-Yes. wonder
what the old geezer is sore about?
Indianapolis Press
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18

I, He stopped at the drinking fountain
he would make such man OF himself
as would be worthy of her.
But that was nothing new. Ever
since he had come to thinking Of her
in this way be had found himself bent
on high achievement. He knew his
work in the classroom had steadily
improved. He had surprised more than
I one professor by his sudden keen ap-
plicatiOn. Yet he had been surprised
to find how hard 1t was to drop his
old, unthinking, recklessness, even
when he had set his face steadily in
the other direction. He had never
taken hirself seriously before. Nat
lnfrally other people had accepted him
is IA joke and a lawbreaker, and now
refused to consider him seriously.
They had thought it was some new
3s@grind" he was getting on them. And
when they saw he was in earnest they
ralied him about his reform, asking
him how long it was since New Years.
until he was forced almost in self-de-
Tense into occasional lapses.
Why the deuce was it that he could
never keep his fingers out Of bit of
tempting mischief? If Gray and Tom
\ linson wanted to kidnap the president
sof the Junior class what business was
I w 81 hi? He might have known that
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
Point OF View.

81 am proud to say remarked the
long haired passenger, that wa
never intoxicated in my life"
"That strikes me, sab, rejoined Col
Booze of Kentucky. AS bein a rather
empty honor, sab"
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18

How old are you. Frau Pleichin-
ger
Has Frau Won Wiesinger given her
age, your honor
"Certainly,'
Very well-then put me down as
two years younger than she!' Der
Floh.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
Cause OF the Delay.

Teacher-What made you so late?
TOMMY had to wait for ma 10
wrap up bundle for me to leave at
Mrs. Browns.
Teacher-surely it didn't take your
mother nearly an hour to do that.
Tommy es'm. You see. the paper
she was wrappin' it up in had love.
story in Philadelphia Press.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
Neiphborly.

Husband-Isn't it about time Mrs
Borrore was returning our call?
Wife-Yes, but if she does return il
it will be more than she does with the
other things she gets from us.-De-
troit Free Press.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18

A new military law Of Peru makes
every citizen liable to compulsory SER
vice from 10 to so years. The army
has five classes. the regular. supernu-s
merary, first reserve. second reserve
and the national guard.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18

AS snow is itself cold. yet warns
and refreshes the earth, so Affections,
though in themselves grievous, YET
keep the soul of the Christian
warm and makes it fruitful. John
Mason.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
what we May soon E.rect.

Mann-When will Graballiski's new
theater be ready for business.
Hattan-Very soon. think; he has
already advertised for bids for the
ticket privilege Brooklyn
Life.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1901-04-18
LITTLE LAUGHS.


Employer-Now, where have you
been all this time-at the matinee, :
suppose Come confess
Office Boy I'm fear and tremblingl
Yes, SIT vas
asssgrnployer--l'm glad to hear it. Per
haps you've picked UP new tune.
was getting tired Of that Old one you
whistle.-Philadelphia Press.