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The Press., 1912-12-04

Following the "A Important Improve ments'' of 1919, The Hendee Mfg. Compa- nv announce no less than 6 dozen addi- tional new features in thelI 1913 model Of the Indian Motorcycle By far the most significant feature or the new machine Is the Cradle Spring Frame. It Is something entirely new. a radical departure from the conventional bicycle and recent motorcycle systems Of s'springing." Briefly, the new device consists of the application to the rear wheel of the Indian Cradle Spring device as used on the front fork for the past three years.
 Extending back horizontally from the frame Joint cluster under the saddle, flank ing the rear mud guard, are two leaf Chrome Vsnadium steel springs. The "C' shaped eurls at the rear end of these springs are connected by stays to bell eranks on which the rear axle Is hung. The forward end of the rear fork has hinge joint which enables the rear wheel to yield to imperfections of road surface, All shocks are completely absorbed by the leaf springs. The rear wheel can go through almost any vertical motion with
The Press., 1912-12-04
Murqer's Last Words.

In the diary of Baron d'Ambes, published as "The Intimate Memoirs of Napoleon Ill.," is this entry for Jan uary, 1861: .:.
 "I was with Aime Millet tthe sculp- tori, who was the last that spoke to him (Murger. the writer,. And what do you think he said to Millet? Mind you there are only three things in life friendship. love and He could not finish. he was choking The man fell silent awhile. then went on again. fascinated. 'Hriendship-love' -l wish knew what the third thing waS''
The Press., 1912-12-04
Nothinu to Concsa,.

 Barber-HOw do you-er-part your hair, sir? Customer partially baId)- Along the line of least resistance, young man.-Chicago Tribune.
The Press., 1912-12-04
A Failure,

Wigg = A the first night of Scrib- bIer's new play understand there was big house. Magg les. but most of the audience left early to avoid the rush. Philadelphia Record.
The Press., 1912-12-04
The Rstort Courteous.

Miss Oldwun-Tve refused many, many offers of marriage. GaybOy (absentmindedly) - Very thoughtful and considerate of you, Pm sure Meggendorfer Blatter.
The Press., 1912-12-04

Trouble is the one thing for which any borrower can get unlimited credit. Youths Companion.
The Press., 1912-12-04

There is great secret in knowing
 what to keep out of the mind as well as what to put in.-EmersOn.
Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1912-06-02
Raising Water With Air.

As all scboolboys know, suction pump can theoretically elevate water only about thirty-three and one-third feet, column of water of that height balancing the atmospheric pressure. A means has, however, been tolnd or causing suction pump to raise water to a height of even sixty feet. Inc invention was made by workman n the French marine Monsieur EyS serie, the chief engineer of the ma rine, remarked that one particular pump showed extraordinary qualities in drawing water from ships holds. Inquiry developed the fact, says liar per's Weekly, that workman had thought of the plan of introducing ar into the water at the point where the suction was applied, thus producing an emulsion of air anl water, {, because of it's diminisher density, Nsl capable of being elevated to consider ably greater heights than pure water.
Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1912-06-02
GROWTH RETARDED
 BY SMOKE CLOUDS
Problem COnfr0nts Chicago and Situ-
 ation Grows Worse, Says Report.

Chicago, June 1.-The smoke which
 costs merchants and housewives of Chicago millions of dollars annually and which represents many more mil lions of waste has been found to be q meIittce to vegetation throughout the city. The sunshine is cut off by smoke pals to such an extent that growth is retarded. According to
 reports from an international smoke abatement exhibition in London the bad effects eon all vegetation are not the least ofsthe losses due to the un- consumed carbon that spouts from chimneys and locomotives and fills the air by the tons Gas the estimates show. The loss of sunshine is not
Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1912-06-02

inc only Cause of it, sor as reports saoWed 'the smoke cloud shut off 40 Der cent of sunshine but this de- ir'vation was rendered worse by the thick deposit of soot upon the leaves or r'ant life, blocking out their vital energy; the film of dirt, oily in char acter, choked the breathing pores of flants, tending to suffocate them.' , Numerous patent fuels were exhibit- ed' and at one stand solid petroleum pfiauets were shown, manufactured rom coal and crude hydrocarbons by me use of which smoke is abolished and economy is practiced; it was also stated that the briquets act as disinfectant, while the caforific value IS given as 14,50O British thermal ua!ts-equivalent to pure carbon
Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1912-06-02
FLYNN HAS GOOD
 CHANCE 10 WIN Will be in the Best Condi- tion When He Steps in
 The Ring. FANS ARE APATHETIC Fake Ii For Grapted That Because Johnson Is Champion He Is
 Unhcatabie.
FANS ARE APATHETIC
CBy James J. Corbett).

New York, June 1.-(Special to the Pine Bluff Graphic )-Here in the East the apathetic feeling that exists
 towards the coming championship D battle between Jim Flynn and Jack Johhson IS. in startling contrast to the sentiment throughout the middle West and South, from which sections of the country I have just returned.
 In conversation with a bunch ot we'll Known sports in local resort the other day 1 took mental inven- tory of the views of the lot, and to be- frank, they had it figured as already ''in' for the big black. A number had not even taken the trouble to investigate Hymns record at all, but had taken it for granted that because Johnson is champion he is unbeatable. Snap judgment of this kind is too often the rule where championships are involved, and fre- quently proves costly to those specu- aatlvely inclined who back opinions based on such an unsound basis of calculation.
 When l informed the gang of the impression prevailing in certain To- calities that Flynn has an excellent chance of winning, they sat up and began to take notice. That is, few did. The rest gave me the quiet 'ha ha.'' But when I told the skep- ties that there would he considerable coin to back the white man when the odds are quoted, provided the price is in accordance with the dope on the battle, they listened to my spiel with a bit more respectful attention.
 There is one thing sure as fate, and that is Flynn will be we'll hand led during the training period al we'll cared for in the ring. He will shape than for any battle of his ca reer. He will have a greater knowl edge of the fine points of boxing than
 ever before; he will carry more weight than when he tackled the ne- gro several years ago, and for the first time will have been properly conditioned and trained.
 Tommy Ryan, than whom there is none more qualified to condition and second fighter, has full charge of the aspirant for the title. I consid- CT Ryan the greatest trainer in the world. and, when l say that, I ana SUNDAY-ElWELVE ss not peddling hot air. I know where of 1 speak.
 When Jim Jeffries first came East he had size and avoirdupois to rec. ommend him, and that was about all. In his first appearance as the star of bill that embraced Bob Armstrong and Steve O'Donnell as adyersaries, he scored a miserable failure. In fact, it was this poor showing that landed the contest with FitzsimmOns, then champion. The latter. was tlp- E ped that Jeff was a big piece of Cam embert and scopsented stot ] the < < match. n {. after making the big fellow agree to i take the small end of the purse re- gardles Of result. 7 s $ { x ] Good old Blll <. ns1snsy || l aad x ahsFgs |B 2
Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1912-06-02
Grl.l

This is to certify that Foley's Honey and Tar Compound does not contain any oplates, any habit forming drugs, or any ingredients that could possibly harm its users. On the contrary, it's great healing and soothing qualities makes ita real remedy for coughs, colds sands irritations 0f A2Sthess throat, chest and lungs The genuine is in yellow package. Ask for Foley's Honey and Tar Compound and ac- cept no substitute. w. L Dewoody & Co.
Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1912-06-02

entertaining as they have proved to De, nave only served to whet the ap- petltes of the sports for glimpse at the heavies. Nothing appeals to lovers of the game like a scrap be- tween couple of good big men.
 JAS. J. CORBETT.
Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1912-06-02
Serious Omission.

The new millionaire's banquet table was spread, and the guests about to be summoned.
 Are you sure there are no repofla CTS spfesent? anxiously asked the hosS of the butler.
 i've made cerain of it, sir. z z
 "ThSn go \ sotts aai se- ioinsd the host Canadian Courier
Putnam patriot., 1912-02-09
When the Kidneys Fail
Putnam People Have Found That III Health Quickly
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Putnam patriot., 1912-02-09

own dooryard Saving only Uncle Sammy Bellamy. the group resolved itself into the women and children of the Hill, but there was one small figure he missed. The patriarch hur- ried toward him, leaning on his cane.
 They've took your nevvy, Bobl" be cried, in high, thin voice.
 Who's took him?" asked Yancy hoarsely.
 "Hit were Dave Bleunt Get your gun, Bob. and go after him-kill the miserable sneaking cuss!" cried Uncle Sammy By the Fayetteville Road, Bob, not ten minutes ago-you can cut him off at OK Road forksl"
 Yancy breathed sigh of relief A rife was placed in Yancys hands.
 Thank you-all kindly" said Yancy. and turning away he struck on through the pine woods. A brisk walk of twenty minutes brought him to the OK Road forks.
 He had not long to wait. for pres ently the buggy hove in sight. As the buggy came nearer he recognized his ancient enemy in the person of the man who sat at HannibaFs side, and stepping into the road seized the horses by their bits. At sight of him Hannibal shrieked his name in de- light.
 Uncle Bob-Uncle Bob" he cried.
 "Yes, it's Uncle Bob. You can light down. Nevyy."
 'Leggo them horsesl" said MT. Blount.
 Light down, Nevvy," said Yancy. still pleasantly.
 Hannibal instantly availed himself of the invitation. At the same mo- ment Blount struck at Yancy with his whip. and his horses reared wildly, thinking the blow meant for them. Seeing that the boy had reached the ground in safety, Yancy relaxed his hold on the team, which instantly plunged forward. Then as the buggy swept past him he made a grab at Blount and dragged him out over the wheels into the road, where he pro- ceeded to fetch Mir Blount a smack in the jaw. Then with final skiIful kick he sent MT. Blount sprawling. Don't let me catch you around these diggings again, Dave Blount, or swear to God I'll be the death of you!"
 Hannibal rode home through the pine woods in triumph on his Uncle Bobs mighty shoulders.
Putnam patriot., 1912-02-09

your nephew, is he not. Mir. Yancy?" It was Betty Malroy who spoke.
 Tn a manner he Is and in a man. ner he ain't," explained Yancy. some what enigmatically.
 Do you know the old deserted cab in by the big pine?-the Blount placer" asked Mrs. Ferris.
 Yes, ma'am, l know it."
 T am going to have Sunday school there for the children; they shant be neglected any longer if l can help it. Now won't you let your little nephew come?"
 T reckon you-all can count on my nevvy," Bob said.
 Hannibal and Yancy were the first to arrive at the deserted cabin in the old field Sunday afternoon. Shy chiI- dren from the pine woods, big broth CTS with little sisters and big sisters with little brothers, drifted out of the encircling forest.
 Mrs. Ferris missionary spirit mani fested itself agreeably enough on the whole. She read certain chapters from the Bible, finishing with the story of David, narrative that made a deep impression upon Yancy, com fortably seated in the doorway.
 You will all be here next Sunday. won't you?-and at the same hour?" she said, rising.
 There was a sudden chatter of hoofs beyond the door. A man, we'll dressed and well mounted had rid den into the yard. AS Mrs. Ferris came from the cabin he flung him. self out of the saddle and, hat in hand, approached her.
 q anu hunting place called the Barony; can you tell me if l am on the right road?" he asked. He was man in the early thirties, graceful and powerful of build, with hand some face.
 Tt is my husband you wish to seer l am Mrs. Ferris"
 Then General Quintard is dead?" His tone was one of surprise.
 His death occurred over a year ago, and my husband now owns the Barony; were you friend of the gen. erafs?"
 No, madam: he was my fathers friend, but I had hoped to meet him" His manner was adroit and plausible.
 twill you ride on with us to the Barony and meet my husband. MT. -" she paused.
 "Murrell-Captain Murrell. Thank you; I should like to see the old place. I should highly value the priv ilege," then his eyes rested on Miss Malroy.
 Betty, let me present Captain Mur- rell"
 The captain bowed. giving her a glance of bold admiration.
 By this time the children had strag- gled of into the pine woods as si- lently as they had assembled; only Yancy and Hannibal remained. Mrs. Ferris turned to the former.
 If you will close the cabin door. MT. Yancy, everything will be ready for next Sunday" she said, and moved toward the horses, followed by Mur- rell. Betty Malroy fingered for a mo- ment at HannibaPs side.
 'Good-by, little boy; you must ask your Uncle Bob to bring you up to the big house to see me-" and stoop- ing she kissed him. "Good-by, MT. Yancy."
Putnam patriot., 1912-02-09
CHAPTER II.

Captain Murrell Asks Questions.
 In the deep peace that rested like a benediction on the pine-clad slopes of Scratch Hill the boy Hannibal fol- lowed at Yahcy's heels as that gen. tleman pursued the not arduous rounds of temperate industry which made up his daily life, for if Yancy were not completely idle he was re- sponsible for a counterfeit present. ment of idleness having most of the merits of the real article.
 The Barony had been offered for sale and bought in by Crenshaw for eleven thousand dollars. this being the amount of his claim. Some six months later he sold the plantation for fifteen thousand dollars to Ma thaniel Ferris, of Currituck county.
 There's money in the old place. Bob, at that figure" Crenshaw told Yancy.
 "Bladen's got an answer from them South Carolina Quintards, and they don't know nothing about the boy" added Crenshaw. -So you can rest easy, Bob; they ain't going to want him"
 Well. sir, that surely is passel ef comfort to me. I find I got all tho instincts of a father without having had none of the instincts of a hus- band"
 A richer, deeper realization Of his joy came to Yancy when he had noI "a Roads and set out for home through the fragrant silence of the pine woods.
 Just beyond the Barony, which was midway between Balaam's and the Hill, down the long stretch of sandy road he saw two mounted figures, then as they drew nearer he caught the fiutter of skirts and recognized one of the horsewomen. It was Mrs. Ferris, wife of the Barony's new own CT. She refined in her horse abreast of his cart.
 Aren't you NIT. Yancy?" she asked. q am Mrs. Ferris, and I am very pleased to make your acquaintance" :"
 .sThe same here." murmured Yancy with winning civility
 Mrs. Ferris companion leaned for ward, her face averted. and stroked her horses neck with gioyed hand.
 This is my friend, Miss Betty Nal roy"
 Glad to know you, ma'am." said Yancy.
 Miss Malroy faced him, smiling. She was quite radiant with youth and beauty.
 We are just returning from Scratch HILL" said Mrs. Ferris And the dear little boy ve met b
Putnam patriot., 1912-02-09
CHAPTER w.
Law at Balaam's Cross Roads.

But Mir. Yancy was only at the be- ginning of his trouble. Three days later there appeared on the borters of Scratch Hill a gentleman armed with rife. It was Charley Balaam, old Squire Balaam's nephew.
 "Can I see you friendly. Bob Yancy?" Balaam demanded with the lungs of stentor, sheltering himself behind the thick bole of a sweetgum, for he observed that Yancy held his rifle in the crook of his arm.
 T reckon you can, Charley Balaam, if you are friendly" said Yancy.
 I'm a-going to trust you, Bob." said Balaam. And forsaking the shelter ef the sweetgum he shuflled up the slope.
 How are you, Charley?" asked Yancy, as they shook hands.
 "Only just tolerable, Bob. You've been warranted--Dave Bloupt swore hit on to you" He displayed sheet of paper covered with much writing and decorated with large seal.
 Read it." he said mildly. Balaam scratched his head.
 'I don't know that hits my duty to do that, Bob. Hits my duty to serve it on to you"
 At this juncture Uncle Sammys bent form emerged from the path that led oil through the woods in the di- rection of the Bellamy cabin. With the patriarch was a stranger.
 ITO Be Continued)
Putnam patriot., 1912-02-09
XkUsZp47zoyS BY YDHEZEZLk

Well, I declare to goodnessi" said Crenshaw.
 "I reckon you'd rather drop a word with yo' missus before you toted him home?" suggested Yancy. who knew something of the nature of his friend s domestic thraldom.
 "A woman ought to be boss in her own house." said Crenshaw.
 ''Feelin' the truth of that, I've never married, MT. John. But I was going to say, what's to hinder me from toting that boy to my home?"
 If you'll take the boy, Bob, you shan't lose by it."
 Yancy rested a big knotted hand on the boys shoulder.
 Come. wake up, sonny!" The child reused with start and stared into the strange bearded face that was bent toward him. Its yo Uncle Bob," continued Yancy in a wheeling tone. Here, give us the spo'tin' rife to tote!"
 Yancy balanced the rifle on his great palm and his eyes assumed a speculative cast.
 T wonder what's to hinder us from loading this old gun, and firing this old gun, and hearing this old gun go-bang! Eh?''
 The chiId's blue eyes grew wide.
 Please, Uncle Bob, make it go bangi"
 You come along, then" and MT. Yancy moved of in the direction of his mule, the child following.
 Thereafter beguiling speech flowed steadily from MT. Yancy's bearded
Putnam patriot., 1912-02-09

lips, in the midst of which relations were established between the mule and cart, and the boy quilted the Barony for new world.
 The afternoon sun waned as they went deeper and deeper into the pine woods, but at last they came to their journeys end, a widely scattered set clement on a hill above a branch.
 This" said ldr. Yancy, "are Scratch Hill, sonny. Why Scratch Hill? Some say it's the tieas; others agin hold it's the eternal bother of making a living here, but whether fieas or living you scratch fo' both.'
Putnam patriot., 1912-02-09
 CHAPTER III.
Trouble at Scratch HIII.

Captain Murrell had established himself at Balaam's Cross Roads. He was supposed to be interested in the purchase of a plantation, and in com- pany with Crenshaw visited the nu- merous tracts of land which the mer- chant owned; but though he professed delight with the country, he was plainly in no haste to become com mitted to any one of the several prop ositions Crenshaw was eager to sub- nit
 ''The Barony would have suited me-" he told Bladen one day. They had just returned from an excursion into the country and were seated in the lawyers office.
 You say your father was friend of the old generars?" said Bladen.
 Wears ago, in the north-yes," an- swered Murrell.
 MurreIl regarded the lawyer in si- lence for a moment out of his deeply sunk eyes.
 ''Too bad about the boy" he said at length slowly.
 How do you mean. Captain?" asked Bladen.
 T mean it's pity he has no one except Yancy to look after him." said Murrell; but Bladen showed no in- terest and Murrell went on: Has Yancy any legal claim on the boy?"
 No, certainly not; the boy was merely left with Yancy because Cren- shaw didn't know what else to do with him."
 Get possession of him. and if don't buy land here I'll take him west with me-" said Murrell quietly. Il am willing to spend five hundred dol lars on this if necessary"
 I'll have to think your proposi- ton over," said Bladen.
 The immediate result Of this con- yersation was that within twenty-four hours a man driving two horses hitched to light buggy arrived at Scratch Hill in quest of Bob Fancy. whom he found at dinner and to whom he delivered letter. Mr. Yancy was profoundly impressed by the attention, for holding the letter at arms length, he said:
 Well, sir, I've lived nigh on to forty years, but I never got piece of writing befo-never, sir. People, if they was close by, spoke to me. if at 8 distance they hollered, but none of 'em ever wrote"
 Whats your answer?" demanded the stranger.
 You tell him I'll be monstrous glad to talk 1t over with him any time he fancies to come out here"
 The next day Yancy had occasion to visit Balaam's Cross Roads. Cren- shaw gave him a disquieting opinion as to the probable contents of his let ter, for he himself had heard from Bladen that he had decided to as- sume the care of the boy.
 T reckon Bladen will have the law on his side, Bobi"
 The law be damned-I got what's fair on mine. I don't wish fo' better than that" exclaimed Yancy. over his shoulder. He strode from the store and started down the sandy road at a brisk run. Miserable forebodings of an impending tragedy leaped up with in him. and the miles were many that lav hetwean him and tho Hfil
Putnam patriot., 1912-02-09
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