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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
AEROPLANE RAGE FROM LONDON TO MANCHESTER
 FOR PRIZE OF $5O,O0O
Especial from United Press. }

London, April 25.-An aeropIa.ne race from London to Manchester for the Daily Mails $50,0OO prize Is like ly to result from Louis Paulhan's ac- ton today in serving the necessary AS hours notice of his intention to at- tempt the flight. Claude G. White, who made an unsuccessful attempt Saturday, is rushing repairs on kis machine and expects to be able to start again Tuesday morning. Paul han will likely start the same morn ing. Whites machine was damaged terday.
 M. Dubonnet is a possible third en- try in the struggle for the Mair s prize. He will come to London this
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
TO DEDICATE NEW
 CARNEGIE BUILDING

Washington, April 25.-Twenty the dedication of the million dollar building presented to the Bureau of American Republics by Andrew Car negie John Barrett, the director, announced today that the marble palace is ready for the ceremony President Taft, Senator Root, Secre- fary Knox, the Mexican Ambassad dor and Carnegie will deliver addresses
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
OBITUARY

James J. Cassin, son of James Cas- s1n: dted' & yssterday: at St vlneent's was a member of the office force of the American & British Manufactur- ing Co and extremely. popular with his fellow employees, who were pain ed to hear of his death. He is sur- vived by his father, sister, resi- dent of Brooklyn. and 8 brother, Will liam, of 346 Fairfield avenue from whose residence the funeral will be held He was a member of John F. Rogers council Knights of Columbus.
 Jean. widow of James watson, late of the firm of Lowe & Watson, boiler makers. in this city. died Saturday, in her soth year. She was a native of Scotland, where she married, emigrating to this country with her husband, being among the earliest Scotch families to settle in this city. She was a devout communicant of Christ Episcopal church. She is sur grand children, Jean L., Anna G., and R.. Philo Shelton. children of the late John c. and Jean Watson Shelton. Ella c. Hansen, wife of Albert B. Ellwood, died, Saturday evening. at her home, 769 Colorado avenue, in her 31st year. Only her husband
 Dominiek McGuire. farmer by occupation, formerly 8 resident of O10Q5 GGIuTQdy, at the home of his daughter, Mrs. William B. Kelly, 451 Wood avenue, with whom he had made his residence since the death of his wife eight years ago. He is survived by two daughters, Mrs. Kelly of this city, and Mrs. Patrick Henaghan of Hunting- ton, and one son, Thomas of Hunt ington.
 Funeral services over the remains of Annie l.. Sullivan were held, yes- o4 her parents, 28 Linen avenue, at 2:3O o'clock, and thence to St. Augustine's church, where Rev. James A. O'Meara read the services, which were at- tended by a. large congregation. The bearers were Harry Green, Charles Mclaughlin, Joseph Mossey, William Weston, Frank Farrell and Robert Mahoney. Interment was in St Michaefs cemetery.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
WILL ARCHER SIGNS UP WITH
 MR. LEW FIELD

New York, April B. Will Archie, the smallest comedian and legitimate actor on the American stage, is back in town again. He has signed up to appear in MT. Lew Fields new production of. Summer Widow ers'' to open at the Broadway Theatre the middle of May. He has the lead ing comedy part, that of a small boy of by no means angelic temperament The part will be particularly fitted to his line of comedy work, especially a
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
A NIGHT ALARM

Worse than an alarm of fire at night Is the metallic cough of croup. Care full mothers keep Foley's Honey and Tar in the house and give it at the first sign of danger. Foley's Honey and Tar ha@ saved many little lives. No opiateS. F. B. Brill and Curtis Pharmacy. "1-3-5
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
Capt. Bogardus Again Hits the Bun'
 :ye

This world famous rifle shot who holds the championship record of 100 pigeons in 100 consecutive shots is liv- ing at Lincoln, Il. Recently interview ed. he sayS:-'I have suffered a long time with Kidney and bladder trouble and have used several well known kid ney medicines all of which gave me no relief until started taking F'o1ey,s Kidney Pills. Before used FoIey's Kidney Pills I was subjected to se- were backache and pains in my kidneys with suppression and oftentirnes a cloudy voiding. While upon arising in the morning would get dull head aches. Now have taken three bottles of Foley's Kidney Pills and feel 100 per cent better. I am never bothered with my Kidneys or bladder and once
 more feel like my own self. All this I owe solely to Foleyts Kidney Pills and always recommend them to my fellow sufferers. F. B. Brill and Cur tis Pharmacy. 1-3-F.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
THE PKETrTEsT FACE

end the most beautiful hands are of ten disdgured by an unsight1y wart It can easily be removed in a few days without pain by using Cyrus Wart Remover, for sale only at The Cyrus Pharmacy. 253 Fairfield avenue and 1s6 Cannon St.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25

small boy, as he is alone in that class, being but little over four feet high and weighing less than a hundred pounds.
 We well remember him as "Bud'' the stab1e-bo in ttWi1df1re,'' starring with Miss Lillian Russell He made a tre- mendous hit not only in this city but in every city in the country &vhere he has shown. Will Archie is well named the King of Comedians
 MT Archie is also a remarkable ten his player and a baseball fam his enthusiasm far exce11ing his size, his only disadvantage being his diminu- him in the stArchie Box at the Polo Grounds.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
ARMY DIRIGIBLE WRECKED STARTING
 ON INITIAL FLIGHT
Especial from United Press1

EngIand's newest army dirigib1e bal loon was wrecked here today just as 1t was being prepared for it's initial flight. A slight wind overturned the big craft, splitting all the gas bags and smashing the framework. The ease with which the ship was over turned was due to it's lack of ballast.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
EASY. THE BEST HAND
 SOAP.
CLEANEASY,

Guaranteed not to injure the skin. Instantly removes Stove Polish, Rust Grease, Ink, Paint and Dirt. For the hand or clothing. Large can 10 cents Manufactured by Wm. R. Vim. 244 Stratford Ave.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
E. H. DILLON & GO. l!ss .!!:s1..:: Main s!; eos ORUEs ST.. Cecue
 HEADING KILIINERS
 We Are Offering
 SPECIAL VALUES

in Untrmmed Hats, in Burnt Chip Burnt Tuscan Braids White Chip Braids, White Fancy Rough Braid, Natural Openwork Tuscan Braid Natural Leghorn Braids Black Chip Braids Black Silk Straw Braids and Black Hair Hats, in all the newest shapes large and small.
 With facilities for obtaining goods in large quan manufacturers enables retail these goods at wholesale prices.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25
ALBANIANS AND TURKS IN FIERCE FIGHT AND
 HUNDREDS ARE KILL LED
Special from United Press.)

(Sp6CIdI IrOm UuIleU FTeSs.1
 Constantinople, April 25.-The AIban- ian revolt in the Sandjak of Pritina has broken out again with, redoubled fury, according to admissions made to- pGay by the War Department. The fighting has been the heaviest yet re- ported, with approximately 10000 Al banians and 5000 Turkish troops en- gagged. Hundreds have been killed.
 The government Is rushing reinforce nents to the scene.
 Sofia, April 25.-Despatches today from Albania said that 3O,OO0 Alban- ian rebels are fighting with forty regiments of Turkish soldiers in a defite of the Chernolieva Mountains, outcome is said to be uncertain. The rebels are holding up all trains and have knocked out nearly all of the telegraph wires.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25

WANT ADS. GENT A WORD
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-04-25

Ella c. Hansen, wife of Albert B. ElIwood, died, Saturday evening, at her home, 769 Colorado avenue, in her 31st year. Only her husband survives.
The San Francisco call., 1910-05-01


half hour" Lucian saw real adven
ture. probably war, war for his coun-
try, before his eyes. Without waiting
for another word from Captain Merritt
he rushed back into the house and told
his mother in sputtering sentences the
purpose of the horsemen.
They are going to capture Califor-
MIA for us Americans and hold it-they
are going to make government OF
Yankees"
God bless them on their way" said
the woman
And 1t will be 1 who shows them the
way" shouted Lucian.
In 10 minutes Lucian was mounted
on his little pony and with Captain
Merritt rode off at the head of his
troops. Never was great commander
waging a just war more proud than
was this IA year old Yankee boy, rid
ing at the head of 80 men toward the
defenseless California mission town of
Sonoma, guiding party of Americans
on what has since been characterized
by history writers as a filibustering ex-
pedition.
Lucian did not go into the merits of
the cause. He only knew that he was
to guide an armed force of his fellow
countrymen. his fellow Yankees, to the
capture Of a city.
In the cool morning air the men
rode, Merritt, on heavy horse at Luz
clans side. talked to him occasionally.
Merritt was great hunter of bears
and Indians. AS their horses cantered
shoulder to shoulder the gray bearded
old frontiersman had the boy feel the
handle of his tomahawk Feel those
notches. young feller. They represent
Injuns l have shot. and If there is any
trouble out here this morning there
will be more notches, by Lucifer," ex-
claimed the old hunter.
Such q brave hunter, with so many
notches in his tomahawk-each notch
meaning a dead Indian-was not the
man to show any fear to a Ii year old
boy But there was one question he
put so often that Lucian guessed that
the old man was cautious.
"Where is Juan Padilla? Where is
that varmint-he's worse'n Injuns,"
Merritt would say.
And then Lucian, bold lad that he
was. would tremble little in his sad
die.
HE hasn't been around here for
weeks" replied Lucian.
Hes varmint," whispered the old
hunter.
1t was faint morning light when the
party of 80 men headed by our young
friend Luclan rode into Sonoma and up
to the home of General Mariana Qua
dalupe Vallejo. comandante of the town
and the country-a commander with
out single trooper
us this n masquerade" asked Sc
nora Vallejo, the bright wife of the
general, looking through a shutter and
seeing the Yankees trot into the plaza.
Just as the sun rose on the morn
ing of June II, 1896 Merritt and two
other men entered the Vallejo house to
demand the surrender of the town.
They looked like a party of masquer-
aders. Each man was in a fringed
hunting shirt and in the lead swag-
gered the bold Captain Merritt, his
long white beard stained with tobacco
juice and on his head a furry coonskin
cap. The ringed tail of the coon hung
down over his forehead TO his matted
The San Francisco call., 1910-05-01

his mother think of her son now? A
baby-Rose would have been more res
olute and wide awake. In his first
dozings those thoughts came to him
as he lay hot and angry with himself
He was just about to throw himself
from his cot when he heard soft
footStep cross the room and a few
whispered Spanish words A man had
come in Pedro's grandmother was
greeting him, but her voice was not
cordial.
What do you want Juan Padilla?1
she exclaimed.
Juan Padilla The name that the
brave Merritt had feared-the name
of the most cruel outlaw in northern
California. Juan Padilla, the man of
terror, who robbed and pillaged the
Yankees and the rich--whose knife
was always wet with the blood of a
victim. And he was in the same room
with Lucian, whispering words of hate
for the Yankees.
Lucian was terror stricken If he
was discovered even the goodly hos
pitality Of the native Californians
would not save him from the hands
of the outlaw.
Padilla told frightful story of his
deeds on that day. He and his men
had captured two "gringos" They had
died. Lucian almost screamed so ter
rible was the tale Of their death Now
Padilla was going to rescue General
Vallejo. Did the old sonora not know
that already the Yankees had split
that already there was a bitter feud
among them, and the old Indian hunter
Merritt, had started for General Ere
monts camp with General Vallejo and
one of his men as prisoners. The other
Yankees were holding the town filled
with anger at Merritt for taking the
prisoner away. Padifa had plan. he
told the Spanish woman. He and his
men would overtake Merritt and his
prisoners, would kill the Yankees and
set the general free. No one would
stop them, and the other Yankees
would not care, so deep was their
hatred now for Merritt.
Lucian heard the plot. his body rigid
but damp. Padilla wanted something
to eat. The old woman went out OF
the house to the yard where the pot OF
beans hung over glowing Goals. Lucian
saw his opportunity.
In single leap he was out OF the
house. 1t was now deep twilight and
he clung to the shadows of the trees
as ne ran toward where his horse was
picketed.
All boys do foolish things. Lucian
showed his boyishness at this moment
He believed the terrible Padilla when
the outlaw had said that the Yankees
left in Sonoma hated Merritt so much
that they would do nothing to aid him
il they knew that he was in danger
from the Californians. Lucian himself
must ride on into the night, oYertake
Merritt and his men, though they had
had several hours start, and warn them
of the impending peril
Lucian knew that there was a road
or trail leading over toward the Vaca
ranch, miles and miles away. That
was the road Lieutenant Arce had
taken. That was the road Merritt and
his men had come by. Saddling his
horse Lucian sprang TO the saddle and
turned the willing steed's head down
the road from Sonoma.
Go BE Concluded Next WeeI.)
The San Francisco call., 1910-05-01

eyebrows and it took good eyes to tell
where coon tail left off and whiskers
began: His buckskin breeches were
fringed like an Indians. He was a
remarkable looking warrior
Lucian had heard much about the
glory of war. He knew how the little
French army Of Joan of Arc had con-
quered Orleans and raised the siege.
ne had seen pictures of his great hero,
george Washington, receiving the sur
render Of Cornwalls army. Those
were nothing like this-and this affair
was the capture of a fine California
town.
There wasn't even drum beat to
give an air of martial splendor to the
scene
Lucian's part in the capture had not
been played yet. He was a spectator
with nothing to do. So he sat on his
horse while his friend, Captain Mer-
rltt, and two other men went into the
vallejo house to receive the surrender
of the town
The Yankees were in the house a tre-
mendously long time. The other horse
men, who had been riding all night.
grew tired. Some fell asleep in their
saddles
Finally one of the men called to hi m,
boy, slip up TO the window and see
what's keeping old Merritt"
Lucian peeped in the window of the
house and quickly came back to the
command.
They are having a party in there"
he. reported. Captain Merritt looks
like he's asleep. But they've had a
lot of bottles-I can see them on the
table"
I'll be hamstringed," yelled the Yam
kee, and he dropped from his horse like
flash and run into the Vallejo house.
1ai
Gentlemen" said he with every
courtesy that a fine Spaniard can com
mand. Gentle men, 1 am your prisoner"
That means that the fight is all
over. the war is ended" thought Lucian
to himself. Then he took another very
important and far more accurate
thought. He had not had breakfast
The boy knew Sonoma and his little
friend Pedro, with whom he had played
Boston tea party, lived in the town.
He would find Pedro and have a break
fast of beans. There were not many
houses around the plaza and the Yam
kee lad started briskly for the low
rooted cabin where his friend lived.
He had left his pony with the men in
the party, for the horses were then be-
ing fed by the generous General Vallejo.
Pedro was not at home, but his
grandmother was. 1t was a bad day
for Americans in Sonoma for the Mex
leans and Spanish were highly wrought
up over the capture of their town by
the Yankees, the gringoes. But hos
pitality is hospitality. Lucian, though
his skin be white and hair fair, could
not be turned away from the house.
There was a plate of beans for him.
And when he nodded over them, for
he had slept but little the night be-
fore, the old grandmother led him into
Pedro's cot by the window. Just take
siesta there" she said in Spanish.
1t was twilight when Lucian awoke.
A whole historic day he had spent in
sleeping. He bit his tongue in his
rage over his luck. He was a baby.
not a man. How could he tell mis-
father this experience? What would
The San Francisco call., 1910-05-01
BY ARTHUR L. PRICE
CHAPTER II

Mrs. Elliott at the sound OF Roses
tried to smother.
My poor children. what will become
Of US now?" she exclaimed, and hur-
ried from her place at the window to
the little girls trundle bed.
BE still, be still, my darling" whis-
pered the distracted mother. They are
bad men--they are-what-they have
heard you've are"
From the corral. where the party OF
horsemen were watering their mounts.
came the swelling chorus Of song
very much out of tune, but still de-
fnable:
And the rockets red glare. the bombs
bursting In air,
Gave proof through the night that our
flag was still there;
Oh, say. does that star spangled ban
ner yet wave
Ger the land of the free and the home
OF the braye?"
That was not the way that Lieuten-
ant Arce and his men. had they come
back to Sonoma on a bloody errand,
would have sung. They might have
had better voices. but not better
song.
Tears welled into the mothers eyes
and she hugged her children even be-
fore she threw open the heavy wooden
shutters.
Americans. Americans!" she cried.
Lucian leaped through the window.
He had quickly dressed himself In his
few garments when he first discovered
the horsemen in the yard. In a mo-
ment he was among them.
"You are not Mexicans," he shouted
In glee and turned handsprings about
the heels of the horses. I'VE thought
you were Lieutenant Arce. He passed
through here a few days ago and said
he was coming back to lick us Yam
KEGS"
That young feller Arce." drawled
one of the men of the party. THAT
must have been the feller we caught
up at Murphy's ranch on the Cosum-
nes a couple Of days ago" Then every
one laughed.
Lucian surveyed the group before
him. He saw 80 men, almost all OF
whom were dressed in leather hunting
shirts and leather breeches 1t was
very dark, but several of the men held
torches made of grasses, which lit up
the scene weirdly. All the men were
dIIucQ anu NdIIlCu ubly n lOnB
bearded fellow, wearing coonskin
cap, from the crown OF which a ringed
tail dangled, seemed to be the leader
What is up?" asked the boy.
"Well, young feller, l am Captain
Ezekial Merritt, and we-uns are going
to capture this town OF Sonoma or
know why not, by Lucifer Amt we.
men?
I'VE are" replied several OF the
voices I'm the darkness.
But we don't know the way. Maybe
you do, young feller?' said Merritt.
The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1910-10-27
DEEDS, NOT WORDS.
Plymoutt People Have Absolute
Proof of Deeds at Home.

It's not words, but deeds that
prove true merit.
The deeds of Doan's Kidney Pills,
For Plymouth kidney sufferers,
Have made their local reputation.
Proof lies In the testimony of Ply
mouth people who have been cured
TO stay cured.
George A Kleiinschmildt, 100
Michigan Street, Plymouth, Ind.
says: "More than seven years ago
| was permanently cured of kidney
complaint by Doan's Kidney Pills. i
had a dull, heavy backache so severe
that | could hardly do anything and
it was difficult for me to lie in bed
on account of the pains in my loins.
When / was advised to try Doan's
Kidney Pills, | did SO and oon af-
ter beginning their use, my trouble
had disappeared. 1t has V re-
turned since. l willingly recommend
Doan's Kidney Pills, as / know they
can be relied upon 10 cure kidney
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For sale by all dealers. Price 30
cents. Foster ilburn Co.. Buffalo,
New York, sole agents for the Uni
ted States.
and take no other.
The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1910-10-27

1850 feet of 6 inch east iron main
22S66 feet of 4 inch east iron main
1925 feet of 4 inch wooden mains
Fifty-nine fire ~hydrants, Gates for
mains, and several hundred feet Of
service pipe, one inch and less.
The following pipe is on hand, not
laid.-156 #. of 6 inch, 264 #. of
4 inch, 6 fl. of 3 inch, Oft. of 2-12
inch, 81 fit. of . inch, $50 #. of y
inch. 157 fl. of l inch, and 60 fit. of
liz inch. Also a large quantity,
all indexed, of all kinds of pipe
equipment. connections, keys, appur-
tenances, tools etc.
Meters in Use
42S-3s inch keystone meters. 12-A
inch. s. l inch, to inch, 1-12 inch,
make unknown, also one, size un-
known. Total meters in use 451.
of which 294 are in meter boxes, and
and remainder in cellars.
The following is a list of meters
on hand, and not in use. 4-34 inch
Keystone, AZ inch, 4-second hand
Keystones, and about 20 old junk
meters. One dozen new curb boxes
5-5s Ford meters boxes, and two
| inch Ford meter boxes.
Also, a fine assortment of odds and
ends of pipes, casting, fittings, etc.
warranted to contain anything and
everything that a person does not
want. All of which is respectfully
submitted, Il. A.. Chase, Supt.
The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1910-10-27
SUNDAY TRAINS.
Lake Erie Excursion Service May
Be Continued Throughout the
Winter.

1t is probable and quite evident
that the Lake Erie will continue its
Sunday excursion trains between In
dianapolis and Michigan City
throughout the winter, instead OF TAX
ing them off about this time of the
year. as has been the custom for some
time past. No word has been receiv-
ed from the passenger department an
nouncing the taking off of the trains
and the company has contracts for
handling show companies on the Sun
day trains up to Nov. 20.
The company has been enjoying
good business on the Sunday
trains since they were established
last spring and it is presumed that
as long as business continues good
the trains will be retained in service.
The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1910-10-27
HALLOWEEN
WILL SOON Be
WITH Us AGAIN
MONDAY, OCT. 81. WILL BE OBJ
SERVED IN USUAL MANNER
WITH PARTIES AND
FRANKS
The Tribune Has Dug Up Some Good
Suggestions Which If Followed
Will Help Enjoy the
Night.

Halloween is coming!
Monday, October 31st.
Are you making plans for it?
Perhaps you are ever trying to
think of something new some fresE,
stunts to try.
But, whatever you decide, don't
overlook the good old games of long
ago. The chief charm of this mys-
tic night depends upon the amount
of informal fun and jolity with
which the evening is passed. The
games our grandfathers and grand
mothers played on halloween are still
the best, for they bring the flavor
of many years. They have stood the
test of many "funny times.
The rooms should be grotesquely
decorated with lighted pumpkin and
cucumber jack-o'-lanters green
branches, punches of wheat or corn
stalks, strings of popped corn and
autumn leaves. No light is used ex-
cept that made by JACKIE Lanterns
and the fire.
All formality is, Of course, dis
pensed with. Guests are received by
a ghostly parsonage dressed in an old
sheet and white mask and are greet
ed with whispers. The guests, too,