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Arizona republican., 1910-11-16
MOVING PICTURES OF
DAM STANDING STILL
Southern Pacific Experts Leave for
Roosevelt Today, Piloted by
Harry ,WeIch.

To take moving pictures and photo =
graphic views of the Roosevelt road
dam, lake and other points of interest
in the Tonic country. John Dored and
Gilbert Hassell of the Southern Pacific
will leave this morning by auto for
Roosevelt. They will be accompanied
by Secretary Harry WEIGH of the Phoe-
nix board of trade.
Dored and Hassell were sent here by
the advertising department of the
Southern Pacific at San Francisco.
Hassell is an expert photographer and
DOred is noted as an operator of NOV
ing picture machines. They arrived at
the beginning of the fair and took num-
erous pictures on the grounds. Yester-
day they received their instructions
from headquarters to proceed to the
dam.
This trip will complete the work of
Dored and Hassell in this section. They
intend to take enough pictures to cover
several hundred feet of film. HasselPs
photographs will be used for the manu-
facture of magic lantern slides and in
the Illustration of S. p. literature The
trip will consume three or four days.
Some of the most interesting pictures
they secured at the fair grounds were
taken from the captive balloon. The
balloon was sent up slowly and while it
went up Dored was turning the crank
of his machine while Hassell was snap
shooting the surrounding country as
fas as he could work his big camera.
The moving picture will be one of the
most unique ever shown when the film
is made. The audience will receive the
sensation of rising in a balloon.
Arizona republican., 1910-11-16

they should expect from their health
departments and on the kind of laws
they need to secure proper action. He
calls attention among other things to
the fact that the United States is the
only great nation on earth that has no
adequate national health bureaus. He
deplores the jealousy and distrust to
some extent still ixistent among the
different schools of medicine and be-
tween local physicians competing for
the same patronage and tells what is
being done to overcome it. He points
out the needs of health departments and
tells why these needs exist in language
both forceful and devoid of technicali-
ties
Arizona republican., 1910-11-16
PILES BRING DESPAIR.
Take Courage! Internal Treatment
Will Cure.

Piles make life unhappy and ruin
the best disposition. Most sufferers
have been bitterly disappointed by
many failures to find a cure. A
medicine in tablet form, taken in
ternally, that avoids the unpleasant
features of ointments, suppOsitories
and operations, and cures thoroughly
by removing the inside cause, is sure
ly worth trying. especially as Lovett
Drug CO.. Phoenix, Ariz. guarantee it,
Dr. Leonhardt's Hem-Roid costs 81
for a large boX--24 days treatment
DR. Leonhardt Co. Station p. Buffalo
N Y. Write for booklet
Arizona republican., 1910-11-16

DR. Mccormack spoke in Prescott last
night before a large and interested au-
dience. He will arrive in Phoenix this
evening and win be met Icy delegations
from the County Medical society and
the Young Mems Phoenix club. He
will stop at the Adams Annex during
his stay here.
Arizona republican., 1910-11-16
SERMONE EFT TIE.

There is no place in penal institutions
for a man who loves flowers, children
and dogs. If | We're to prescribe for a
man whose inner self was slipping.
would put a rosebud in his lapel and
send him walking i'm the park with the
children: there | would have him stop
Arizona republican., 1910-11-16

on the lake front and feed peanuts to
the squirrels-in some snug corner
where the birds. unafraid and joyful
could bring him back to himself. This
sort of treatment would throw wardens
and keepers out of work. but il would
largely help humanity.-Henry Edward
Warner
Arizona republican., 1910-11-16
THIS is VERY ENGLISH.

Sarcastic American discussing
Strauss "Salome"-But / suppose to
you one should speak of Sinjun the
Baptist.
Miss St John (coldlv)-I know
Arizona republican., 1910-11-16

nothing about the nOnconformist
stander.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
Br'er Rabbits Tail.

Have you ever noticed anything UNI
usual about bunnys tail? Next time
your mother is going to have rabbit
for dinner if you will look you will
discover on the end Of bunnys very
abbreviated tail a small tuft Of
white fur.
This white fur grows there, they
say, so that when Mamma and Papa
Rabbit are being pursued by hunters
and are forced to run all the little
Dummies can follow their elders by
watching the little white spots. Most
wild rabbits are a peculiar brown
color of the ground, and it is difficult
to see them as they are being chased.
And so that is the reason that small
bunny, IL he cant keep close to moth
ers side, keeps his eye on mothers
tail.-Argus.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10

"But / may be late in returning
ooh. trust me, Granny. You'n see
how III take care Of things in your
absence. III even cook tea for u.s."
SO Granny went, and Rose went
about her work singing and happy.
Finally, when she had busted and
mended and cooked, she took kitty
into the sitting rom to read aloud.
Scarcely was she seated than she
heard a stealthy footstep in the kitch-
en-, and, peeping through the door, she
saw big man at the drawer where
Granny kept the silver.
Rose held her breath. Screaming
would do no good, for the nearest
neighbor lived far beyond her voice.
Oh she was so frightened but she did
not lose her presence Of mind, for in
a twinkling she made up her mind to
make the thief believe she owned a
big dog. Bravely she opened the
kitchen door, and in a loud, steady
voice she said, 81 will give you one
minute, sir to leave the house. Go
before | call the big dog. Here
Rover" she called loudly come catch
hint"
The thief though a coward at heart,
saw determination in the young face
before him, and with a curse he jump
ed out of the window and ran away.
my pet" cried Granny that even
ing, folding the child to her breast,
were you not dreadfully afraid? You
are true heroine, dear, but III never
leave you alone again, neyer!"
"Oh, Granny, it was funny to see
him run. He really thought | had a
dog"
But" sobbed Granny, suppose he
adnt?"-Philadelp Ledger.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
A Ride In A Caleche.

When | was in Canada rode in a
caleche. Quebec and Murray Bay are
the only places where they are used,
A caleche is a high cart with a buggy.
1t is usually painted white, trimmed
with green or red. The body is 1t
on leathern springs between two larse
wheels. When you 20 over a rough
road it is like being on board ship.
There is a top for rainy weather.
The driver sits on the dashboard.
A folded blanket is his cushion, When
you get out you step on the wheel,
turn around and climb down back
ward. The driver places a strip OF
carpet on the wheel to keep your
skirts clean We drove all over the
city Of Quebec and enjoyed it very
much.-Dorothy R, STEELE, in the New
York Tribune.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
The Tricks OF Ben.

I should like to tell you about the
horse we own. His name is Ben and
he can do many tricks. If you get on
his back and lift the reins and say
up" he will go up on his hind legs.
He can kneel and shake hands and he
can also keep perfect time to a two
step. He can unite a bowknot.
will tell You what he did one day.
Papa had taken the other horse down
town. Ben had not been out for eXer-
else for quite a while, so he thought
he would go out himself He opened
his stall door and then chewed the
wood bolt off Of another door and
went outdoors. When he got out he
had a nice little galop, but we got him
in again, There are other things |
could tell, but l have written enough.
Katharine Heath, in the New York
Tribune.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
THE CITY COUSIN.

iles cousin, Mamma mylh e'saw flg
because mes Always lived in so he seen
so very many unnss He said he mil a cow,
Ana az the grass he "A I'd owl
he never gathefeu roasting he
Ihrew up STICK to knock of the
AND ne DON'T know where
My 1 "Vuu nate TO be that old
When he Is home there amt a so he
AShsnnS' ana ne hasn't
Inc hlnu y0u nave To have he ca 20
Bareoot us because the his
ne wont cleW slippery elum beeswaX; ARA
" because ne told us that he
Anu ne won ulg up angle because
never sa" he place he lives but my it. be slow!
Ihat can DIP a. drink wh-he of
he up to get
BACK nome because he's afraid hen sraw Ina twe
one DAY Killed IN
ne DON'T Know the
ANA ne is sorry that he here the
lie uhhks OF All the things he's learned
Stn / suppose he has to live somewhere It must DO
an awu nlhg 70 i've 50 long and a zee
Or plug watermelon it's rine
KING OF ciothes mat 10 to
or ave INTO me creek sit n get
Your BACK az frecked and feel n VET
When II rs time to bed lie learned to swim
N.Y. would nate TO be that old
u. W. Foley
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
The Potent Pork Barrel.

The President is attacking an an
cient and honorable institution when
he declares for a revision Of the
method Of appropriating for rivers
and harbors, more popularity known as
the pork barrel process. Those famil'
lar with congressional proceedings
know well the process by which the
biennial allotments Of public funds
for the waterways of the country are
voted, 1t is the old "log rolling device
of cooperation. The representative
Of the district through which rolls
that noble stream Squash creek gives
his vote for the projects to deepen
Snake river, Podunk harbor, Goose
bay and the mighty Siwash, while the
representatives OF the districts in
which those classic waters have been
bestowed by an ill-wise providence
lend him their help in turn and help
one another in a true spirit of broth.
erly love. Indeed the filling and head
ing of the pork barrel calls for the
exercise Of the most benevolent spirit
ever manifested in public affairs
Washington Star.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
Winter Botany,

The rare stalks of some Of our
common wild plants in their winter
garb and changed conditions are cur
iously unfamiliar. Some tall and
gaunt stems hold aloft few queerly
shaped, dried and empty pods, while
some, like the evening primrose, have
their long stems covered with pods.
Far more tantalizing is an unknown
dried pod than an unknown flower,
for our botanical key will speedily un-
lock the secret of the flowers name,
but before the sphinX.like pod one is
helpless--for the time at any rate.
Even the flowers one knows well pro-
duce pods Of other forms Of seed
holders of such unexpected shapes as
10 appear more a roguish disguise
than a regular fruiting. Who would
think, for example that such a profu-
sion of tiny waxen blossoms as those
that so charmingly top the common
milkweed would leave to represent
them merely a single, great, rough
pod-sometimes two, rarely three
instead Of a whole cluster of tiny pods
or even berries?-St. Nicholas.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
The Pass Round Boy.


IN Pass Round Boy has come mex
door
Hes been there two-three times buhiore'
HIS pa that lives there amt his pa,
But his ma-she's his rely ma.
His reilly pa, he don't live here,
an, way it's fixed, wy, 1t looks queer,
buhcause, wy, where's his RELY pa,
Ihe ma there amt his reilly ma.
an, so he's got two homes, you see,
an not Just one, like you or me,
re mario stay one place while
An change then in "A pass round style
He say at oncet his reilly pa
An MN lived with his reilly ma,
But they unmarried. an at now
He's Just a Pass Round Boy somehow
lie says he wish he was like me
An things was like they use to be,
An they lived like they did buhfore,
SO he won't pass round any more.
tn Pass Round Boy his name is Jim
An ] think Just a lot o. him
But I'm purt near as glad as you
AT | don't hafto pass round, too!
-llarpers Weekly.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
Could Expose Them,

Senator Tillman at a recent banquet
told an amusing story.
THE pastor Of Tallapoosa church.
he began, said rather pointedly from
the pulpit one Sunday morning."
All sutnly am rejiced to see
Bruddah Calhoun White in church
once mo-. Abs glad Bruddah Cal.
Eoun has saw de error of his ways at
iawst, TO dere is mo joy obah one sin
nah dat repenteth dan obah de ninety
IN nine
But at this point Brother Calhoun
White interrupted angrily:
Oh, said he from his seat, de
ninety an nine needn't crow. All
could tell some things erbout de nine.
ty an nine eff All wanted ter!"-Wash.
ington Star.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
Why John Lost His Place

why John Lost HIS Place
The story is told of a bright young
clerk, who, recetly, was dismissed
from a large retail establishment.
After this week, John, we shall no
longer need your services" said the
manager.
"But--but why, sir?" said John,
amazed. you are not reducing the
force, and my work has been satisfac-
tory hasn't IT."
81 have no fault to find with your
work" said the manager, seriously.
but there is very important fault
for which | am compelled to dismiss
you"
What is II, sir?" said John.
you do not keep your opinions to
yourself" said the manager and then
he went on to inform John as to what
his opinions had done for him.
John was quick in his Judgment Of
men and things--rather prided him
self upon It. Before being in the store
a week, he had formed an opinion
Of about everybody in it down TO the
least Of the errand boys. Then he had
stated these opinions to one, and the
other, and as q result everyone dis
liked him cordially. Some had re.
fused to work with him on account OF
what he said about them, and this
had brought the matter TO the mana.
gers notice. It also had been re-
ported to him how John had express
ed opinions freely as to the manage
ment of the business, the mistakes.
that, in his judgment, were being
made, and the Improvements that
ought to be carried out John had
aired these opinions outside the store,
and they had been heard, and repeat
ed, by someone in rival concern.
1--WE can not keep you here, John,
for these reasons" concluded the man.
ager. But you are a clever fellow,
and I am sure this lesson will be
enough. In your next place, have as
many opinions as you choose, but
don't mention them to anybody, and
you'll succeed all right You're not
the first one we've had to send away
for the same reason. Some Of them
never learned better, but believe
you will"
John did But his story Is only an.
other incident proving the old truth,
that the tongue is an unruly member.
The boy who hopes to succeed in life,
the girl who wants to grow up be-
loved and admired, must learn to con.
troll a careless critical tongue. She
writes a correct letter, is systematic
and Woodworking" said one woman
of large wealth, speaking Of girl
who had been her private secretary
for a month on trial, but she takes
her luncheon at a restaurant where
She was overheard to mention a very
important privilege matter Of mine,
with critical comments. ! prefer the
dullest girl who can hold her tongue,
10 the cleverest one who cannot, and
! shall not keep her"
The nrst thing to do with ones ton
cue is to control it. Many boys and
girls make It the last thing instead.
Then, when they fail TO be successes,
they wonder why. Perhaps these two
true stories may set them to thinking,
and show them the personal answer.
-Sabbath-School Visitor.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
Worse Than a Hired Man.

"Yaas," drawled the postmaster OF
Bacon Ridge, that's old Zeb White,
the LATEST man in the State"
"In what way is he so lazy, asked
the coffee salesman.
why, every Sunday he takes the
two chickens they are going to have
for dinnor and ties them as near to
the pike as possible.
"Hml What is that for?'
80 the racing automobiles will whiz
their feathers off and he won't have
the trouble of picking them. "-Hous.
ton Post.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
A Girls Threat.

Cpanny and Rose lived all alone in
a little house on a country road.
Granny loved the tot, and well she
might, for Rose tried in every way to
help and please the old lady.
"Why shouldn't II" she often said.
Don't you spend your whole time
working and caring for me?"
One day Granny was sent for by
neighbor a mile down the road to see
a sick baby, so Granny had to leave
Rose alone. "Ill take care of the
hoGse," said the child.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10

dressed in her own writing to Marston
Hughes!
Slowly with cold fingers that trem.
bled and fumbled aggravatingly. she
opened the envelope, and took out the
sheet Of paper inside.
Dear Marston," she read, "how
does a young man propose at all?"
Suddenly she gave a little strangled
sort of cry-a sob and laugh mingled
in It, She sat down suddenly on the
nearest chair; she trembled so that
the sheet Of note-paper shook in her
hand. Then with a rush the JOY and
color came back to her face she rose
unsteadily, and, going across to her
writing-table, she unlocked a drawer
and, taking from it piece Of notepa-
per scrawled over with thick smudgy
writing, went back to her chair and
read it through.
TITS mine," she whispered; mine
all mine," she gave a little happy soft
laugh and, leaning back rested her
cheek against the paper.
lHSu Sne udSueu on an luCOnerenC
note:
Il want to see you at once Oh, |
am so sorry, Please come, Marston--
do come at once.
"sHEILA."
He came about half.past three.
"You wanted to see me?" he said.
The cold courtesy of his tone brac-
ed her. When she answered her voice
was as steady as his.
Il want to explain something" she
said.
,"Yes?"
There was a pause
'I-you see-the editor of The
Crescent'-he-he-I mean | sent a
short story to him and he liked it,
but--he-he said"
She stopped and drew a deep breath.
"He said-my heros loye-making--
was not real-and-and-spe specially
the-the letter he wrote-proposing-
Across the silence this time his
words cut sharply,
Il hope | helped you there"
Suddenly her fortitude gave way.
A despairiDg little cry broke from her.
"Oh, Marston, you're making 1t so
hard for me-"
He was beside her in a moment He
took her hands in his.
I'm sorry" he said, remorsefully;
come and sit down"
He settled her gently into a chair,
put a cushion behind her head, then
spoke softly:
NOW tell me, Sheila."
Il wrote to you'll asked you to
write-see, here is the ietter."
He took it and read it through, then
glanced back to the date.
Go on" he said why didn't you
post this. Why?"
His face was as white as hers now.
81 thought | had took it to the
post-it was in my pocket-I- re-
member now that there was a circular
tool was in a hurry-I went to the
wrong pocket didn't notice in the
dusk"
"Sheila," he came close, his voice
was hoarse, you thought my letter
was in answer to yours?"
YES"
Then, Sheila, you didn't know
mine was real?"
She shook her head.
He took herd hands. Then will you
answer it now?"
And so she answered it for the sec.
ond time,
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10

'' 6'"9 hbul's anu IDTOCeeueQ 10
try and walk herself into a suitable
frame Of mind, She shared Central
PARK with workman for awhile
then even he went away, and appar.
emily she had the park to herself.
Then she saw tall figure approach.
ing,
AS he drew near he raised his hat,
"Oh, so you are back, Marston!" she
cried, gayly. "Will you hold my UNI
brella while shake hands with you?o
Il wouldn't think Of troubling you"
There was a little pause of horror.
Her face, pink as a rosebud from the
damp air was raised to his, like a
childs who had been chidden for an
unknown fault. But Sheila was not
child, so she smiled a stiff little
smile and
1t is a nuisance" she agreed, in.
differently. Isn't it a horrible day?"
eyes"
There was a pause.
Have you been in town long?" sho
asked.
About three weeks"
Then you have had your fiji Of this
damp, close weather." she said, and,
noddng her pretty head she walked
on.
Marston Hughes stood and watched
the slim figure disappear into the gray
mist
That night in bed Sheila buried her
head deep into her pillow am oh"
she cried, IF I were in love hun
dred times over would never give up
my old friends! Never, never!'
81 wonder why Marston Hughes new.
err comes here now?" Marion said,
thoughtfully.
Marion was trying at times.
But the whole face opposite her
smiled bravely on.
"Oh, he's bad bhoy, entirely, and
It's the truth I'm telling you. For
hasn't he gone and forgotten his ould
friends, while he's afther courtin' the
maid he loves?"
Once she met him in the street. It
was a miserable foggy evening, and
she was coming home from an unsuc-
cessful visit to an editorial sanctum.
you've no business to be out in
this fog alone!" he said, brusquely.
"I'm am on my way home" she said
coldly.
He said nothing. She remembered
that he was always more prone to act
than to talk, Anyway the next mo-
ment she found herself in a cab, with
him beside her.
When he spoke his voice was harsh.
What have you been doing to your
self?" he said.
"N.nothing."
81 suppose you are over-working
and undertaking. It's absurd. You're
my things-haven't had much luck
lately" she said.
"All editors are FOOLS" the energy
of his tones brought an odd sense Of
comfort to her.
Sometimes it's the contributors"
ollS shlu, WIN a lllllc ldubus
mot in your case with firm con-
viction.
"Id bow, only it's 30 dark"
She talked on gayly, and then sud
denly they were almost there. She
gave a little breathless gasp: MARS
ton, why haven't you been to see me?"
Why didn't he answer? oh, why
had she said it? Yet it didn't seem
much to do for old friendships sake.
Il couldn't" he SAID quietly.
The unhealthy close weather had
changed; there was frost in the morn
ings now.
1T is bitterly cold out. Mind you
put your thick things on" said Mari
on one morning as she hurried away.
Soon after SheiIa slipped into her
thick coat obediently Marston had
once approved of It; he had said the
manliness of it on her was delightful.
She put her hand absently into one
of the pockets, and drew out an envel-
ope Looking down at it the dream
mess in her eyes slowly gave place to
a bewildered wonder. 1t was ad'
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10

During his nine years of expert
menting Bleriot spent 100000 on his
aeroplane investigation.
The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1910-02-10
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MARSTON'S PROPOSAL.
BY Margaret Westrup.

Q0I5fSGG1SfIa41S13II GrIfGlS1Sr2r1rrr1nN
Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1910-04-11
DYNAMITE OUTRaGES.

Murder on large scale is believed te
have been the ir'eutiou OF alleged mem
bers Of t1e Black Hand, Wbo late las
night threw a bomb In front OF the home
of Lsonsrdo DiSiocauno, in Oh!csgo,
and then fred q succession OF revolver
shots through tbs windows. Part Of the
house was wrecked, srd the nine mem,
bers Of the family sought safety by lock
ing themselves In rear room. D!glo.
caDno told the police he bad received
many letters demanding money. The
bomb throIers escaped.
Two women were blown Of ont bed ST
cottage in Lsnts, near Portland, Ore.
gop, early yett rtsy by an explosion o'
dynamite under the house. They were
Mrs. Agnes Ellsworth, owner OF the cct-
tage, and Mrs. Margare. Suoke, who
was spending the night ltere.
J. Fl Smoke, husband OF III 8. Mar.
ga,et Smoke, wss srres:ed last night 90
su'picioo. They have been separated
for some time
Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1910-04-11

Don't wear a trust that doesn't fit; you do Il
need TO whea you aan be perfectly fitted Of
Leaibsatsr's.