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, 1912-01-04

State of Wyoming
County of Carbon

County of Carbon
To Lee A. Clark; You are hereby
notified that a writ OF attachment has
been issued against, and your proper
ty. attached to secure the demand of
Hunter & Laugblin amounting to
S72 40.
Now unless you shall appear before
e. l.. Blood IA Justice of the Pence, in
and for said County, at his Office in
Saratoga, Wyo., on the 20 day OF
January A. d. 1912, at 10 O'Clock a.
m, judgement will be rendered agai.
INST you, and property sold to satisfy
said debt.
Dated this 26 tn day Of December,
A. d. 1911
~l2-2S-l-ll Hunter a. Laughlin
Plaintiff.
, 1912-01-04
THE JOKE PROVED FATAL.
II Was q Gray Bearded Old Ono That
Got In Its Deadly Work.

n Was a Gray Bearded Old Ono That
Got In Its Deadly Work.
"What became of Bill Richardson"
I asked of a quaint character / met In
one of my travels IN a western rail
road.
ut came about in this way" said the
commercial agent who tells the story
1.-THE reply OF my companion for a day
was: He died from the effect of the
Joke that had been played on nearly
everybody In that town. II may have
been an old one when the morning
stars shouted together for aught |
know, but It was new in u town and
was sprung by a Maine Yankee who
had been living in our burg for several
years. His name was Charley Daven
port. and he die many years age In
his shutting way he went from store
to store and said that he had just
heard that a well known citizen had
got shot Then the people who had lis
tened asked where the man got shot.
Davenport said in his dra wiling Ole
HE bought EN-"
""That very night. after everybody
who had bit had got through cussin'
Davenport. Bill Richardson. the old
hotel keeper of the town. was shot.
Every one knew Bill Richardson. AS
soon as the accident occurred a friend
of Bill rushed to a nearby doctor He
was a member Of one of the big
churches and was as well know for
his piety as he was for curing nearly
everything that come his way. But
he was a very sensitive man Richard
sons friend who called on the doctor
was greatly excited.
"'Doc was upstairs when he was
summoned to the window by loud
knocks. he raised the window and
asked what was wanted. The nan be.
low replied that old Bill Richardson
had got shot. Now IT happened that
Davenport had sold doc that day on
the old gag. and he was as mad as a
married hornet about II. So when the
man below told him that old Bill Rich
ardson had got shot doc forgot about
his religion and yelled back: "You go
to blaZes. | know where lie got emf
And with that he slammed down the
window and went to bed.
Before the friend of old Rill Rich
ardson could find another doctor old
Bill had passed away. He might have
died anyway. but If 1t hudn't been for
hat old joke he would have had a
chance The joke didn't stop with old
Bills death. II was SCOT noised about
that doc had cussed from his window.
and he was hailed before the church
, 1912-01-04

A judge was angling in the Mantle
wick waters and just after dinner be-
came involved in m argument with
his boat companion. The debate last
ed some minutes. and during that time
the Judge had his baited hook dangling
in the air over his shoulder.
The guide o a hand.
Judge" said he peremptorily, drop
your line In the water. There are no
flying fish around here."-Chicago Post.
, 1912-01-04

yer, d detachment OF the yth Cavalry
from Fort Russell, Wyoming, has been
ordered to attend. This is a colored
regiment, but II of the crack cavalry
regiments of the service and they will
put on some special drill stunts at
Denver. which will be well worth see
ing. In addition to the cavalry, a mum.
Der of the officers will enter their
horses in the horse show and special
military classes have been arranged.
, 1912-01-04

Dearboru-What have you got that
string tied about your finger forH Wa
bash-oh, I've been getting married
and my wife doesn't want me to for
get it--Boston Herald.
, 1912-01-04
CAVALRY ON EXHIBITION.

In order to encourage the horse
breeders Of the country to take an ill.,
terest in the breeding of cavalry
horses, the War Department has lately
encouraged the attendance of both of
ficers and men al stock shows, horse
shows and fairs, where possible. At
he coming National Western Stock
Show which opens January Is at Den
, 1912-01-04

For n college graduate you don't
seem to know such horsy slang"
"Sir, j am n graduate of a college OF
veterinary surgery."-Chicago Tribune.
, 1912-01-04

The visitor-And what are you going
to make Of him?
Mammal want him to be a philan-
thropist.
"Why. there's no money in that"
But all the philanthropists have
been very rich"
, 1912-01-04

Stella-When you are engaged you
Tell him that he must economize. Bella
And after you are married he tells
Tou that you innsbruck.
, 1912-01-04
The best
Farm Paper

The Trans Missouri Farmer &
Ranchman experts tell you all about
farming, stock raising, plant food,
soil culture, and everything else SON
nected with the farm and ranch.
, 1912-01-04

Did Jerry ever tell you the tin =
when he made his opponents bottle IT,
their WRATH"
YES; it's n corking story."-Raiti
more American.
, 1912-01-04
SPECIAL RENEWAL OFFER

The subscription pric. OF the Sara
toga Sun is $500 per year, for a
prompt renewal q your subscription
to the Sun we will send you the Far
mer d Ranchman, a sixteen page
magazine, for the fiat price of $500
, 1912-01-04

fine time as they always do al this
annual dinner which Edns's mother
has faithfully observed for several
years.
, 1912-01-04

The best government is that which
teaches us to govern ourselves.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07
THE BOY AFTER NIGHTFALL.

One night often destroys whole
life. The leakage OF the night keeps
the day forever empty. Night Is sins
harvest time. More sin and crime
are committed in one night than In
all days of the week. This Is more
emphatically true OF the city than
of the country. The street lamps,
like file of soldiers, torch in hand,
stretch away in long lines on either
sidewalk; the gray colored lights are
ablaze with attractions; the saloons
and billiard halls are brilliantly IL
Illuminated; music sends forth its en-
chantment; the gay gambling dens
are afiame; the theatres are wide
open; the mills of destruction are
grinding health, honor, happiness
and hope out Of thousands of lives.
The city under the electric light Is
not the same as under Gods sunlight.
The allurements and perils and pit
falls of night are a hundred-fold
deeper and darker and more destruc-
tive. Night life in our cities Is
dark problem, whose depths and
horror. All night long tears are
! falling, blood is streaming, young
men, tell me how you spend your
evenings, and l will write out chart
of your character and final destiny,
with blanks to insert your name.
1t seems to me an appropriate text
would be, Waterman, what of the
night?" Policeman pacing the beat,
what of the night? Where do these
young men spend their evenings?
Who are their associates? What are
their habits? Where do they go in,
and what time do they come out?
Policeman, would the night life of
young men commend them to the
confidence of their employers?
Would it be to their credit? Make
a record of the nights of one week.
Put in a morning paper the names
of all the young men, their habits
and haunts, that are on the streets
for new and newer sinful pleasures.
Would there not be shame and con-
| fusion? Some would not dare go to
their place of business; some would
not return at night; some would
leave the city; some would commit
suicide. Remember, young man,
| that in the retina of the All-Seeing
Eye there is nothing hidden but shall
be revealed one day.-Father DUNES
Newsboys' Journal.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07
TO A BLUEBIRD.

o, singer blithe meath skies Of gray!
The sorcery of thy song impels
And soon adown the April way
Spring will trip lightly DER the
fells;
Bluets will twinkle in the grass,
The wind play softly on his Tyre,
And all a-thrill to see her pass,
The naples flush with fond de-
sire.
For thine the music Beauty waits
AS summons to her noiseless loom:
The lyric call at closed gates
That coniureth a world of bloom,
When Ger gray wastes, lone way and
long,
A touch of heaven on thy wing,
Thou contest with a silver song
To waken wide the dreaming
Spring.
Eleanor Robbins Wilson.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07
CONCERNING PUNCTUALITY.

Some one says that punctuality,
not procrastination, is the thief of
time. There Is q great deal in that
remark. and there are not many of
as who fail to understand it. Tar
diness Is universal; punctuality Is so
rare that it hardly exists. And the
rare woman is always waiting for
the later ones, and consequently
wastes more time than If she were
behind hand. We all know and have
suffered from the hardness of friends
but there are people who seem to
have been born late, and it seems
impossible for them to overcome it.
Olly those who have belonged to
clubs and have been on committees
and not only among women-know
what tremendous drawback Is this
universal hardness. 1t interferes
with business, upsets all sorts of
plans. The first numbers on most
concert programs are generally sung
or played in hubub unless the doors
are kept closed. There are thou
sands of women and men who never
are on hand for the first part of any
program. OF course it is useless to
deny that women are tie greatest
dAners in this matter. They are
late for meetings, for trains, for
church, for funerals, for weddings,
Tor everything under the sun. Then
there is the woman who is not late
enough to miss anything, but comes
oh rSrr in ut
breathless, after all her friends have
nearly had nervous prostration imag-
inging she was not coming or had
forgotten the engagement She is
usually smiling and good-natured,
while every one else is thoroughly
exasperated and worn out There is,
too, the woman whose watch is slow,
and she is perfectly astonished to
think you have been waiting!
1t would be well for a mother to
make a special point of punctuality
with her children, but in order to
do SO she must be on time herself.
There are mothers who insist upon
their children being in the house and
ready for meal five or ten minutes
before the appointed time and take
no excuse for hardness. A training
Of this kind may be invaluable to a
man or woman later in life.
Once in a while we find some one
who is just on time without hurry OF
rush, but who never wastes a mo.
ment unnecessarily. AS a rule the
very prompt WOMEN who is to take
3 O'Clock train will go to the sta.
ton at half-past two and waste al
the valuable time between. How
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07
Buying Limbertwigs From Rich
mond.

A StatesyiIle merchant who Is
handling limbertwig apples was ask
ed the price.
Fifty cents a peck" he answered
blitnely.
What" almost yelled the man
who had asked, and who can't get
IL out of his head that aotwithstand-
ing the scarcity of fruit the timber
twigs should retail at 10 cents a
dozen. or 25 cents a peck.
III tell you said the dealer.
These limbertwigs have been ship
ped from Taylorsville to Richmond
and then back TO Statesville. and the
handling and transportation OF
course adds to the price"
And there We are" as Mr.. Doc
ley would say. Apples grown with
in twenty miles of US, shipped away
to Richmond and then back home
and we pay the price.
But folks just must have things
that come from far off. They prob
ably wouldn't buy these limbertwigs
at Taylorsville. They prefer to get
'em from Richmond and pay the ad-
ditional cost It makes the apples
taste better.
Don't it beat all.-Landmark.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07
JACKS GOOD NAME.

And I can't do anything for him,
not one single thing!" Jack shook
his head mournfully as he arrived at
this sorrowful conclusion. II can't
60 to see him and sit with him be-
cause haven't got the time. 1 can't
send him fruits and books and things
like well-off folks does when their
cause I haven't got the money. I
can't earn a cent more'n mother and
the young ones need. No help for
Billy from me-"
Billy was an orphan boy younger
than Jack. He had recently moved
into Jacks neighborhood. Going on
an errand, he had fallen from a street
car and broken his leg.
Jack was office boy in a place
which made large demands on his
time and, indeed, on every other
thing which might be said to belong
with growing boy. His duties
were many and his master exacting.
But it never occurred to Jack to
question the reasonableness or other
wise of anything which was required
of him. He was nothing more than
a good, plodding boy, having very
fixed notions on the subject of his
duty, which notions were expressed
in a few words: Pm going to do
the best I can
There came a day when Jack stood
face to face with a hard question.
Taking moment on his way home
to run in and see how Billy was get
ting along, he found him with a cloud
over his usually cheerful face.
whats the matter, Billy?"
They've been telling me-" Billy
shook his head despairingly, that /
won't get well until no telling when,
unless I go to some place in the
country when 1 go away from here. "
"Phew, Billy" said Jack in dis
may.
''The folks here are telling me OF
a real nice place where I could 60
for twenty-five dollars, where I'd get
good treatment and stay as long as
I needed. They think that's awfully
cheap; but" poor Billy sighed woe
fully, twenty-five dollars is a lot OF
money
.'It is that"
so I'll be back near you the be-
ginning OF she week, and then I'll be
with you of evenings. And" hope.
fully, 81 guess I'll get well without
any twenty-five dollars
Jack talked about 1t with his
mother. ST wish the poor boy could
co." she said. eft might be the set.
thing Of his health for years to come
But how can he?" said Jack in Q
discouraged tone.
Il eff 1t could be paid o dollar at {
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07
MARCH.

Go ahead. old March. and buster
Blow ahead; you cannot nuster
Me-
What care | for all your scolding?
Do you think the spring unfolding
| can't see?
I can hear the crocus croaking,
Spite of all your Icy soaking;
Don't you s'pose / know you're 1ok-
ing.
Eli?
Spite of all your noisy, windy,
Howling, prowling. scowling shindy.
Every day,
I can see behind your frowning
All the gorgeous vernal gowning
OF the spring.
I can hear behind your weeping
Sounds OF flowers upward creeping,
Song OF little robins peeping
And the fiutter OF the wing!
Underneath your mantle Icy
I can hear the gossip spicy
OF the river free.
Needn't try to play the 'possum-
Guess I sort OF sniff the blossom
On the tree.
So, old March, keep On ALLOWING.
Cant fool me for all your showing!
1 can see what Is a-going
On behind the scenes.
/ can see behind your stunning,
Little busy bees a-humming,
All the joys of spring a-coming
With its greens.
And while others may deride you
Claim they really can't abide you
On a rail would like to ride you,
l don't think 1t pays.
For I know, for all your faring.
Just the things you are preparing,
And for that l love your daring
Ways.
John Kendrick Bangs.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07
Let Them Prove it on Each Other
The Marshville Home.

Let Them Prove it on Each Other.
The Marshville Home.l
Governor Kitchin and Senator
Simmons are beginning to muddy the
Senatorial waters, and of course the
newspapers of the State are lining
up, each with it's favorite man. Those
supporting Simmons are wont to rid
icule the Governor for attacking the
Senator's record. They seem to think
Mr.. Simmons is too pure and spotless
and undefiled to have ugly things
said about his record in the Senate
and that the dear old Democratic
party is too much of a sanity insti-
tuition to have strife and hard feel
ings come within it's ranks. Still
Mr.. Simmons is supposed to be a
servant of the people and the people
have not taken the time and care
to keep themselves informed as to
his record. Mr.. Kitchin has Offer
ed to NEE THE Senator and give him
chance to defend his record. II
that record is as spotless as many
tincluding Mr.. Simmons) would have
us believe, we don't see why he need
hesitate to have a friendly discus
sion of the matter. And If his rec
ord isn't clear, then why should the
Governor be criticised for attacking
II these Senatorial candidates
want to "get it up" let 'er rip! If
one Is rascal. a thief and a hypo-
critic, let the other one prove it on
him, and If they are both of that
stripe, let 'em prove it on each 9TH
er. But it does make US tired to hear
the Governor criticised so for las
failing the sanity Senator's spotless
record"
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07

time" she said half auessioningiy.
you might be able 10 put by dol
lar . week for It."
81 don't see how you wiil spare it.
mother"
We might pinch q little closer"
After q little more talk, Jack
made his plans. He vent the next
morning 10 his employer and asked
IL he could advance the twenty-five
dollars, dedueting q dollar each week
from his pay until the amount was
made up.
Mr.. Strong looked keeniy 1t the
boy as with much hesitation he press
ed his request. telling OF Billy and
his needs. How do I really know
that you'll work II out?" asked Mr..
Strong. You can't give me any Sc
curity. can you?"
NO. sir" And Jack dropped his
head forlornly.
You might. you know, leave me
before the twenty-five weeks were
up"
I'D promise not to-" said Jack
earnestly. But I haven't thing to
give you for security"
Your promise will be enough :"
Mr.. Strong's manner changed as be
went on. I'd take your word, Jack,
Tor more than twenty-five dollars.
You have worked for me a good
while, and / know what you are.
Your good name makes your prom
ise all the security that 1 want"
AS Jack was turning away, his face
crimsoned with qualification at the
kind words, Mr.. Strong added: I'll
speak more about it tomorrow"
Tiff" Jack strove to stammer
out his thanks, 'if there's a thing
more about the place that I can do
that l don't do, I'd be glad, sir
There isn't" said Mr.. Strong
kindly. "You are honest and faith
full in everything. Such reputation
is a valuable thing to start on in
life"
Mr.. Strong, on going home that
evening, spoke to his grown-up
daughter: Bertha, haven't you to
do with some Of these fresh-air busi-
nesses?"
Eyes, father. You have given me
money for them"
where they send poor little lads
into the country and feed them and
brace them up and return them good
as new?"
Exactly that kind of thing" said
Bertha, smiling.
well, have boy for you, one
for whom I want a top seat"
So Billy went out to one Of the
places provided by some of the Mas
tres faithful who strive to follow in
his footsteps in showing 1oving-kind-
ness to his little ones. Jacks heart
gave a great bound when he learned
that Miss Bertha Strong was to see
to Bills outing, for surely it must be
something better than could be Of
fered by any one else. Looking into
his pay envelope at the end of the
week, he turned back with it to Mr..
Strong. you've given me a dollar
too much, sir. There's the expense
for Billy, you remember"
II remember. But that goes on
the account of your good name.
There's nothing more to pay. And
there will be a vacancy in the Office
next door by the time Billy comes
back. If he is your kind of boy, he
can have the place. YOUTHS Com.
panion.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07
What We Never Forget

according to science, are the things
associated with our early life, such
as Bucklen's Arnica Salve, that
mother or grandmother used to cure
our burns, boils. scalds, sores, skin
eruptions, cuts, sprains or bruises.
Forty years of cures proves its merit.
Unrivaled for piles, corns or cold
sores. Only rs cents at all druggists.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07
SPICE BOX.

II meant 10 tell you OF that neae'
aid m rrfxnna to a friend. WHO naa
fallen into \ pit In tie Irfshman
garden. NO matter" said Fas.
I've found It."
Mama. In everybody made o.
dusfg"
so We are taught. dear
Well. was born In January anu
there amt no dust then"
Clergyman Examining . Sunday
school classl-.+Sow can any OF you
tell me what are aims OF omission!
Small scholar-"Piease sir. they re
sins you ought TO have committed
and haven't"
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07

A traveller in the dining car of a
Georgia railroad had ordered fried
eggs for breakfast.
Cant give you fried eggs.
boss" the negro waiter informed
him, lessen you wait till we stop"
why, how is that?"
"Well, de cook he says de roads 80
rough dat every time he tries to fry
aigs dey scrambles."
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07

ever. that Is better than being min
ute too late. OF course the tremen-
dous demands on the time OF men
and women workers may have some
what to do with this general tardi-
ness, but IL 10 very trying. and IL does
seem as IL IL might be remedied.-
Exchange.
The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1912-03-07
SUNBEAMS.

The lawyer was drawing up En-
peck's will. 81 hereby bequeath all
my property to my wife," dictated
Henpeck. Got that DOWN." YES"
answered the attorney. ION condi-
tion," continued Enpeck, that she
marries within year."
But why that condition." asked
the man of law.
Because" answered the meek
and lowly testator. 81 want some
body to be sorry that I died.
Cleveland Leader.
when I was a barefoot lad" said
Dustin Stax, 81 had to spend a good
deal of my time minding the stock
on my fathers farm. I'll never for
get the day when my father told me
to take rope and hold a couple of
bull calves"
What did they do?" "They
scorched my hands with the rope and
turned around and stepped on me"
"Unruly disposition" mo, wonder
full instinct They recognized me
at a glance as a small stakeholder. I"
Washington Star.
did you see a man and a woman
drive past here n a trap about an
hour ago!" a detective asked Mrs.
Blank
YES" answered Mrs. Blank.
"Ah!" said the detective, NOW
we're getting on the right track.
| What kind of a horse was it,"
'"They were driving so fast 1 did
| not notice that" replied Mrs. Blank.
But the woman had on a Scotch
mohair and wool jacket of turquoise
! blue (last year style), stitched lines.
white pique skirt with deep circu-
lar f1ounce, satin straw hat, tilted
and rather fat, trimmed with n.y.
drangeas, and loops of pale blue SUI
rah. and her hair was done up POM
padour. That is all I had time to
see."
The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1912-05-19
Bartlett. Lee. Tribble. Bell. Hardwick
and Brantlcy.
Luckcr's Side of II.

Especial to The Times % spatch1
NV York, May ls.--Claude Lucke-.
the secretary To former Sheriff Solely.
and the fan whose features Ty Cobb
hastily altered, called UP on the ielc-
phone tonight to give his version OF
the affair. Iic said that he and the
Georgian were always on the best OF
terms and that IL had often been his
custom to kid the ball players from
his accustomed seat in the paddock"
in the left Held bleachers. He s1T2
that Cobb had always taken the joshinE
good natur"dly enough, and usually
kiddcd back. Cobb. on the afternoon
OF the fray. had mun"d fly near the
paddock. and some one had yelled out
/" ask II he Were d7ped. Cobb. accord
lnS To Luckcr. got peevish righ. away
and started to walk toward the fan.
Then some OF the fans Quicker says
play bail. YOU COON"
Cobb walked away. whispered 10 one
OF tho players. ana. according TO
Lucktr. hoped across the rail and was
at him. striking him FIRST on the fore
head. then on tha side OF tho head,
and Kicking him In the loins. Luckor
sa.i ne has no use OF his hands. One
~ them he has lost entirely, and three
fingers are gone from the Other. He
says that those near tho fight yelled
TO thr Georgian that no was hitting
ciippl- but that Cobb Kept on kicking
at his legs. as Tucker had ilung ZIP mis-
arms TO guard his face. He says that
he is now confined to his home and is
in the care OF a physician.