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Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1912-09-26

IN November, 1904, when Mr.. Jones
retired from the office of commissioner
of Indian affairs the following article
was printed in this paper:
w. A. Jones the retiring commits
soner. has been in Office since the be.
ginning Of the administration Of Presi-
dent Mckinley in 1897. He il regarded
~ the best man who ever held that i'm
portant office. Since he took charge Of
the bureau. Affairs have been conducted
on sound business basis. 1t was
through the influence of Senator
Spooner that President Mckinley
selected the Mineral Point man for the
place. and subsequent events have
proved that no mistake was made.
Cornelius N, Bliss. the first secretary
OF the interior in the Mckinley cabinet,
declared the appointment OF Mr., Jones
was the strongest that the martyred
president had made. Up to the time Of
Mr.. Jones advance into the bureau the
Indian Office had been an object of per-
haps legitimate suspicion. The bureau
was honeycombed with rings-on
within the other, and the Indian con
tractor and trader who regarded the
aborigines as fair subjects for robbery,
were in the saddle, and every nook Of
the service was intertwined with inter-
ests. The government and the Indians
were common enemy to the people
To remedy the then existing conditions
and correct these abuses required un
swerving courage, untiring energy.
great determination and inhexible
honesty, for powerful influences stood
at the back of this crowd.
One of the most serious problems
confronting the Indian commissioner
was the looting of the Indians through
pine logging contracts by false scales
and combinations of bidders. This was
one of the most notorious abuses, and
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1912-09-26
Frank Curnow to Go to Sparta.

Sun Republic; Frank Curnow, who
lives in Wyoming valley, has exchang-
ed his farm for another smaller one
near Sparta. Mrs. Knickerbocker, the
Wyoming correspondent for the Sun
Republic, very aptly states the regard
in which this family is held by the
following We most sincerely regret
to see this family leave our neighbor-
hood after their residence here of only
few years. Their acquaintance has
been most pleasant and one always re-
grets TO have good friends leave. But
if go they must, we wish them success"
Want advs. will be found ON na0a q
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1912-09-26

Darlington Democrat: GIN. French
of Mineral Point was in town Saturday,
and ordered his copy Of the Democrat
sent to Clinton, hereafter. Mr.. French
has decided to leave Mineral Point and
move to Clinton, where he will run a
cheese factory.
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1912-09-26
The Way Out of II.

She-So your cousin is thinking OF
marrying nice girl and settling down.
He-Not exactly, He's thinking OF
marrying II rich girl and settling up
BOSTON Transcript.
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1912-09-26
Contrary.

when does your husband find time
to do all his readlng?"
Usually when | want to tell him
something important"-Detroit Free
Press
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1912-09-26
IN MEMORY OF WIN. A. JONES
the o a
of Faithful
Brief OF
A RlBUTE

The sudden death of William A.
Jones in this city, on Tuesday, Sept. H.,
Is more than passing event. He has
filed too large a place in the history
and the heart of the community and
state to give his death only a passing
notice Born Sept. q, 1874, in South
Wales, in his fifth year he came with
his parents, John and Phoebe Jones, to
this state, and TO the Welsh Settlement,
near this city their future home. His
primary education being completed Mt
home. he graduated later from the
Platteville normal.
Mr.. Jones began his career as prin
cipal of the Mineral Point high school,
For two terms he was county superin'
tendent of schools; later he was cash
Ter Of the old City bank until it was
merged into the First National, Of
which he became vice president which
position he resigned in 1897 to accept
the appointment Of Indian commits
sioner under President Mckinley, an
Office which he held, with integrity
and efficiency for eight years.
On his return to this city, Mr.. Jones
became general manager Of the Mineral
Point q Northern railway and aft"r-
wards its president.
Mr.. Jones was also one Of the original
incorporators of the Mineral Point Zinc
with it, and at his death, he was man
ager of II for the district of Wisconsin
He served two terms in the state
legislature and term as mayor of the
city.
He married Sarah g. Ansley, Oct. 22
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1912-09-26

The man who makes character
makes foes, - Edward Young
Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1912-09-26
Business Manager of University.

Platteville News: e. A. Donneily
has been selected business manager of
the University of Arizona and has en-
tered upon his duties.
The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1912-03-06
CHAPTER XXXVI.

The Judge Receives Letter.
After he had parted with Solomon
Mahaffy, the Judge applied himself
diligently to shaping that miracle
pairing as an Offset to whatever risk
he ran in meeting Fentress. AS san
guine as he was sanguinary he con.
fidently expected to survive the en-
counter, yet it was we'll to provide
for a possible emergenc y-had he
not his grandson's future to consider?
While thus occupied he saw the after
noon stage arrive and depart from
before the City Tavern.
Half an hour later Mr.. Wesley, the
postmaster came sauntering up the
street. In his hand he carried let
ter.
"Howdy," he drawled, from just De-
yond the judges open door.
The judge glanced uu, his quill pen
poised aloft.
Good evening, sir; won't you step
inside ad be seated?" he asked grac-
iously His dealings with the United
States mail service We're of the most
insignificant description, and in per-
sonally delivering a letter, if this was
what had brought him there, he felt
Mr.. Wesley had reached the limit of
official courtesy and despatch
"Well, sir; it looks like you'd never
told us more than twothirds of the
truth" said the postmaster. He sur
veyed the judge curiously.
81 am complimented by your opin,
ion of my veracity," responded that
gentleman promptly. 81 consider two
thirds an enormously high per cent
to have achieved"
"There is something in that, too, -
agreed Mr.. Wesley. "Who is Colonel
Slocum Price Turberville?"
The judge started from his chair.
81 have that honor" he said, bow
ing.
"Well, here's a letter come in ad-
dressed like that, and as you've been
using part of the name | am willing
to assume you're legally entitled to
the rest of it. 1t clears up a point
that off and on has troubled me con-
siderable. l can only wonder | want
smarter"
What point, may l ask"
"Why, about the time you hung out
your single here, some one wrote a
letter to General Jackson 1t was
mailed after night, and when l seen
The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1912-03-06

it in the morning was clean beat. l
couldn't locate the handwriting, and
yet l kept that letter back couple of
days and give it all my spare time.
It amt that Pm one of your spying
sort-theres nothing of the Yankee
about mel"
Certainly not" agreed the judge
Candid, Judge, reckon you wrote
that letter, seeing this one comes I'M
der frank from Washington. No,
sr--I couldn't make out who was cor
responding with the president, and it
worried me, not knowing, more than
anything I've had to contend against
since l came into Office. l calculate
there amt postmaster in the United
States takes more personal interest
in the service than me. I've frequent
ly set patrons right when they was
in doubt as to the date they had
mailed such and such a letter." AS
Mr.. Wesley sometimes cancelled as
many as three or four stamps in a
single day he might have been par
doned his pride in brain which thus
lightly dealt with the burden of official
business. He surrendered the letter
with marked reluctance.
Your surmise is correct" said the
Judge with dignity. 81 had occasion to
write my friend, General Jackson, and
unless am greatly mistaken | have
my answer here" And with fine
air of Indifference he tossed the let
ter on the table.
And do you know Old Hickory"
cried Mr.. Wesley.
"Why not? Does it surprise you?"
inquired the judge. 1t was only his
innate courtesy which, restrained him
from kicking the postmaster into the
street, so intense was his desire to be
rid Of him.
mo, l don't know as :. does, Judge.
Naturally a public man like him is in
the way of meeting with all sorts. A
politician can't afford to be too blame
particular Well, next time you write
you might just send him my regards
G. w. NJ de L. Wesley's regards
there was considerable contention over
my getting this office; reckon he
amt forgot there was speeches made,
understand the lie was passed be-
tween two United States senators, and
that quid of tobacco was t.4rowed in
anger" Having thus clearly estab-
lshed the fact that he was more
or less national character, Mr.. Wes-
ley took himself off.
(To be Continued.)
The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1912-03-06

PREPARATION for the wrongs they had
suffered.
Mr.. Yancy extended big right
hand, the knuckle of which was skin
ned and bruised.
"He were the meanest man l ever
felt obliged TO- to hit with my fist, nev-
Wy; it appeared like he Lad teeth all
over his face"
"Sho-where's his hide, Uncle
Bob?' cried the little Cavendishes in
an excited chorus. "Sho'-did you
forget that?" They themselves had
forgotten the unique enterprise to
which Mr. Yancy was committed, but
the allusion to Slosson had revived
their memory OF it.
well, he begged so piteous to be
allowed TO to keep his hide, hadn't
the heart to strip it off," explained
Mr.. Yancy pleasantly. And the win
ter's coming on-at this moment can
lcel d Clllll Ill t1lS al uoA yOu-dIl
reckon he's going to need it TO- to
keep the cold out? Sho', you mustn't
be bloody-minded!"
What was it about Mr. Slosson's
hide, Uncle Bob?" demanded Hanni
BAL what was you a-goin' to do to
that?'
"Why, Nevvy, after he beat me up
and throwed me in the river, l was
some peevish TO- spell in my feel
ings TO- him." said Yancy, in a tone
of gentle regret He glanced at his
bruised hand. But Pm right pleased
to be able to say that I've got over
all them oncharitable thoughts Of
mine"
"And you seen the Judge, Uncle
Bob?" questioned Hannibal.
Eyes, I've seen the Judge. We was
together TO- part of a day. Me and
him gets on fine"
Where is he now, Uncle Bob?"
81 reckon he's back at Belle Plain
by this time You see we left him in
Raleigh along after noon to tend to
some business he had on hand. never
seen a gentleman of his weight so
truly spry on his legs-and all about
you, Nevvy; while as to mind! Sho'-
why, words flowed out of him as
naturally as water out Of branch"
Of Hannibals relationship to the
judge he said nothing He felt that was
a secret to be revealed by the judge
himself when he should see fit.
Uncle Bob, whom I going to live
with now?" questioned Hannibal an.
xiously.
"That pint's already come up, New
vy-him and mes decided that there
won't be no friction. You-all will just
go on living with him."
But what about you, Uncle Bob?'
cried Hannibal, lifting a wistful little
face to Yancy's.
ooh, Newell, you-all will go right
on living with me-"
"And what will come OF Mr.. Ma
haffy?"
Il reckon you-all will go right on
living with him, too"
"Uncle Bob, you mean you reckon
we are all going to live in one house,
81 low it will have to be fixed that
away" agreed Yancy.
The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1912-03-06

Horse owners will find the Review
better equipped for printing horse bills
than any other Office in the county.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-07
READ THIS FIRST
Huntington is loved by

sAGK FlMMe1eM the with the
EO2RGE LUMSDEN, 10 marry
friend
her from Jack IS
MRS 9AERlNeToN backmaiing
for
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the Rtv
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thai he
to be mix terrible
Nov Go On With the Story
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-07

palm of his left hand. The great stone
seemed to gather the light and hold il
transmitting the sunlight to a allow. deep
and wonderful and sensuousIy beautiful
not OF blood, but Of time m flowed wine
Huntington knew little enough of gems,
but the Lake of Blood was compendium
Of information in itself AS he gazed at
the thing in his hand. that seemed to him
TO glow with a thousand internal fires,
even without his small knowledge of the
lapidary's art. instinct would have told
him that this marvellous thing was of in
calculable beauty and worth And, since
there were not two, but only one. Lake
of Blood rubies extant, it followed that
If this we're genuine, as it undoubtedly
was. then that other discovered on the
person of this man Edmond Levasseur,
arrested in Tempest street. was not
What did IL mean?
It seemed to Rimington that the hun
dred red glittering eyes of the stone
looked up a him, hooking his horror and
bcwilderment Suddenly. as last night in
that street of strange. close-eyed houses
a sense Of evil and dread and fear had
come upon him even before he entered
the house where murder had been done,
so now it seemed to him that from this
wonderful jewel that shone so gloriousIy
in his hand, lying there in the light of
the sun, there came forth an aura of
evil
The room seemed suddenly alive with
voices, the voices of the dead
men whom its beauty had seduced to
crimes of blood and treachery and shame
voices that spoke of disgrace and shame
and ruined lives and broken friendships
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-07
By META SIMMINS
Authoy Of flushed Up"

With a quick shudder of repugnance
Rimington slid the jewel back into its
shabby bag and thrust it into his pocket.
He did not know what he was going to
do with it, or how he was going to rid
himself of its treasure love so unwillingly
acquired, but of one thing he was GER
tain He refused to remain it's custodian.
The Arm Of the Law.
Jack Rimington walked quickly down
Chandon street and, plunging through
the early morning traffic of the Strand,
cut into one of the narrow streets that
lead, i'll savoredly enough, to the river
Like most decisions of real Importance
this decision that obsessed him now. to
be rid at any price of the Lake of Blood
the jewel whose very name was a grim
commentary on its history, had come to
Rimington in one lightning moment
Before he attempted anything else-be-
fore he went, as he knew he must go. to
Weybourne to see the girl he loved-be-
fore he telegraphed to his assistants at
the laboratory at Westport-he must rid
himself of this evil thing that had come
so unwelcomely into his possession.
1t is one of the most difficult things
in the world, as a rule, to dispossess one
self of undesirable property in London:
but in this case the task promised to be
easy enough The solution had come to
Rimington while ne dressed. He would
simply take walk across one of the
bridges, and, in md-channel, so to speak.
as unostentadously as possible fling the
evil omened thing into the water.
The early morning business rush from
the south side was at it's height as he
the steps leading to Hunger
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-07

| ford Bridge. Remington was glad of this,
as his action was all the more likely to
pass unnoticed in a crowd. He walked
with his hand clenched on the thing that
lay in his pocket-this stone worth
kings ransom that men had schemed and
lied and sinned to gain possession of. but
that he burned with eagerness to be rid
Of His pace was not that of a man in
tent on reaching business, but rather that
of a stranger saunterng interestedly
among the crowds that are Londons life.
Midway across the bridge he paused
and, leaning over the parapet stood for
a moment or two looking eastward, to
where the dome of st. Paul's rose gold
appel and mist -shrouded in the sun.
Then, Withdrawing his hand, from his
pocket, with a swift twist of his wrist he
sent the chamois bag and its contents
flying through the air. The impetus must
have broken the fastening of the bag for
in its fight the Lake of Blood escaped
from it and dived with a splash of light
into the river.
With a sigh of relief Remington turned
and walked quickly on Before he had
reached the southern end of the bridge
he paused, his heart caught suddenly by
a great fear. Someone had touched him
sharply on the shoulder and a peremp-
tory voice had spoken his name into his
ear
At the sound of his name Rimington
swung round and in that brief act of
turning, as drowning men are said to see
the acts of a lifetime flash Kaleidoscope
fashion before their eyes, so to him came
a lightning vision of what this touch
meant.
Continued Tomorrow.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-07
A Story Of LoUe, Mystery and Hate, zOtM a
Thrilling Portrayal Of Life Behind Prison Bars
ySky

dared to trust the evidence of his senses
Late last night Tempest street, a quiet
cul de-sac Of old fashioned residences
near Leicester Square. was the scene of
CHASTITY tragedy, Mr. J, J. Fitzstephen.
the well known money lender, being
found stabbed to death in a room on the
first floor Of his residence, No. Ssh.
The attention of the police was direct
ed to the spot by Mr. Paul SAKE. the
well known financier, who. calling on Mr..
Fitzstephen by appointment and falling
to gain admittance to the house, had his
suspicious aroused by a cry for help and
informed the police constable on point
duty. who summoned assistance After
considerable difficulty an entrance was
made, when a brief but exciting struggle
resulted In the capture of the murderer
who had entrenched himself in the back
premises of the house.
Battling Mystery.
The motive N the murder, appears to
have been robbery, as the dead mans
safe had been ransacked and his collec
ton Of unset jewels overhaued. The
prize of the collection, the world-famous
ruby. reputed to be the third famous
gem in the world and bearing the SIMS
ter name Of the Lake of Blood, was found
in the murderer's possession
The arrested man, who gives the name
of Edmond Levasseur. but appears to be
OF English nationality. is vehement in
protesting his innocence"
The Lake OF Blood-in the n1urderer,s
possession! But the Lake Of Blood was
herein his own pocket. He thrust his
hand into his pocket and drew out the
shabby channels bag and spilled the olIt
terlne Wohoer that It contained into the
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-07
"THE GATES OF Sill ENCE"

him out OF the ambush II his fatigue
stared at his reflection in the mirror with
a sensation of distaste. that turned to re-
lief as he heard the movement Of the
German servant as he set out his break
fast in the adjoining sitting room.
It's good thing YOU haven't to face
Heinrich my friend" he said. grimly 10
his reflection In the glass Your face is
hanging face this morning"
He waited until he had heard the man
leave the room. and then he rushed in
and seized the paper that had come I'D on
the breakfast tray eagerly
His hands shook violently as he turned
the paper in search Of the thing he sougft
and dreaded; then, as his eyes fell a last
ON the staring headlines. an exclamation
that was hardly relief burst from his
lips and his grip on the sheets frightened
Shocking murder in the West End
Well Known Money Lender Stabbed. At
tempted Theft Of the Worlds Third
Greatest Jewel-the Lake Of Blood"
read ''
Neither Betty Lumsden-the girl he had
seen standing like another Jael above the
body of the murdered 1nan-nor himself
who had made that descent in the inferno
OF fear in the suddenly darkened room
alone with the man foully done to death.
who had shown his fear-twisted face TO
the besieging police, but another man. had
been arrested on suspicion
The sudden relief that had leapt up in
heart died down almost as
suddenly as he read on, but something
50 sinister and incredible that he put nm
his hand to his head with dazen gesture
as though for the moment he hardly
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-07

him with eyes that we're held by an in.
ner vision-the vision Of his yelled fate
Ike great cat that watched anC
crouched ready to spring
Jack Rimington. now awakened from
the stupor OF sleep that had stolen or
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1912-06-07
Nov Go On With the Story

The dawn came creeping into the quiet
room, turning the gas in the globes 10
pale points Of flame The windows Of
the opposite house stared IN at him, stark
and lvid in the crude light Of the dawn
ing. But Jack Remington saw nothing Of
Imperial Valley press., 1912-06-05
ARKANSAS is DAMAGED

WASHINGTON, June 6.-Informa-
tion that the new dreadnaught Arkan-
sas has met with an accident on her
trial trip off the Maine coast, has
reached the navy department. A re-
port to the navy department says the
skin" of the big ship&was badly dent
ed, but not broken, by reef or ridge,
and that efforts will be made to con-
tinue the trial trips regardless of the
accident. The report does not say
how the accident occurred. Although
the naval board of inspection, headed
by Captain Fechteler. is aboard the
Arkansas, the vessel still is in the
New York Shipbuilding company of
Camden, n. ]. Any damage suffered
in the accident will have TO be borne
by the contractors. 1t was later re-
ported that the Arkansas scraped
along a rocky ridge for As feet. The
ship is leaking. but not beyond con-
troll of her pumps. Probably the
double bottom alone saved the vessel
from sinking
Imperial Valley press., 1912-06-05
KAISER PLEASED BY
WELCOME TO SHIPS

WASHINGTON, JunR "a cable
from Emperor William of Ger
many to President Taft. thanking him
for the hearty welcome extended 10
the German fleet in Hampton Roads,
was made public at the White House
today. The eInperOr's message was n
answer to one sent by the President,
and follows.
Il thank you for your kind message
and hearty welcome which you, the
American navy and the American peo-
pie have offered to the officers and
crews of my cruisers. ! trust that the
visit of my ships to your hospita bic
shores may further contribute 10
strengthen the good and friendly re
latiOns existing between our two cOLn-
tries. "WILLIAM r. l.
President Taft's message was as
follows:
Il wish to express to YOU the great
pleasure it has given me today TO
welcome the officers and crews OF the
German squadron to our ports AMI to
visit your magnificent battle cruiser,
the hloltke. | trust that those who
so ably represent your efficient navy
on this occasion may carry home with
them some of the pleasant and cor
dial recollections experienced by The
officers of our ships while in your
hospitable waters.
''WILLlAM H. TAFT"
Imperial Valley press., 1912-06-05

The Pioneer Transfer Company is pre-
pared to handle your baggage or any
kind of drayage work at reasonable
prices. Office on Fifth street lust north
Of Main street. Phone Main L. tt