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Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-05-16
PUPILS OF PUBLIC SCHOOLS TO
HAVE CHARGE OF DOWNTOWN
MEMORIAL DAY EXERCISES.
WILL FURNISH PROGRAM
AT RIVERSIDE CEMETERY
G. n. Brock to Be Officer Of the Day,
and tho Procession Will Move From
Court House Square at O'clock
Program to Be Observed at tho
Cemetery.

Instead of patriotic addresses by
veterans or other speakers. children
of the public schools will have charge
of the annual Memorial Day exercises
on Friday. May 80. in the observance
TO be made by the down town post in
the forenoon.
School children will furnish the pro-
gram at Riverside cemetery, and take
the most active part in the exercises
of the forenoon.
c. H. Brock will be officer Of the day,
and the procession will form at S:45
at the court house square, when the
assembly call will be sounded by Bug
Ter f. +. Nokes, of the soldiers home.
The procession will move at o'clock.
A platoon of police will lead the pro-
ceSSlon. after which the school chill
dTen of the city will follow in sec
ton in charge of Superintendent Aaron
Palmer. The soldiers home band will
precede members of Phil Sheridan post
and the soldiers home. in charge Of
Commandant Horton. +. NJ. Thomas
post members, other veterans of the
city. in charge of Commander B. F.
Pulver, Of the post. will be next in line,
followed by the w. R. c.. Ladies of the
G. a. K, and other organizations of
the city.
Program at Cemetery.
The program al the cemetery VIII he
given under the direction of Superin
tendent Palmer. Rev. r. F.. Hurlburt
will give the invocation. The program
follows:
Music-Anson fourth grade.
Recitation, Memorial Day"-Fran-
ces Moscrip, Arnold fifth grade.
Reading. "Lincolns Gettysburg
Speech'-Van Evans, high school.
Winding the May pole. in red. white
and blue-Rogers first grade.
Reading. 20 Captain My Captain
Homer Cough, high school.
Quartet-Abbott fourth grade.
Recitation. Memorial Day"-Jo-
sephine Crawford, Woodbury. seventh
grade. :.
Flag drill and song-Anson second
grade.
Song. Under the Star Spangled
Banner"-Woodbury fourth grade.
Recitation, Flowers For the Brave
LUCILLE Rubee, high school.
Rev. DR.. Hurlburt will pronounce
the bencdiction, and taps will be
sounded by Rugler Nokes.
The decora ting of the graves WIZ
follow. with six different divisions OF
the children in charge of sons 81 VET
Grams and members of the w. r. Z.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-05-16
M. G.. St. l.. Official. Here.

G. S. Lake, general superintendent.
and G. w. Seidel. superintendent Of
motive power and rolling stock. spent
Thursday night in the city on business.
They returned to Oskaloosa this morn
ing.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-05-16
FRUITS AND VEGETABLES CHEAP.
Melnnan Sells Them at Wholesale
Prices at II North First Avenue,

PFIces at II North FIr8t NVenu0.
vegetables on your table every day.
Just phone 121 and we will deliver,
free to any part of the city.
Fine fresh cabbage, cucumbers, on
ions. radishes, oranges, bananas, grape
fruit, etc, we receive fresh every day.
IT is time to can pineapples. Better
phone me and let me make a price
to YOU.
Wholesale prices on vegetables and
fruits. Phone III.
DAVE MELMAN,
ii North First avenue.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-05-16
State Center Patients No Better.

John Elder and Herman Kutxner,
well known men of State Center, who
are both seriously sick Of cancer, are
TO better today Mr.. Elder is very low
1t was thought he might not live thru
tho daY.-
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-05-16
BUY LARD CHEAP
The White Market at 22e East Main
Make Special Prices for Saturday

Your last opportunity to buy lard
cheap Will be tomorrow
lard, S1.40.
Fifty pound cans $3.50.
In bulk, five pounds or more, at II
cents a pound.
Spring lamb, fancy young veal,
chickens. fresh gathered mushrooms,
pork tenderloins. Phone 81
THE WHITE MARKET,
22S East Main.
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She looked up. her eyes a little
frightened, glanced to see II was
In earnest. and then murmured. II
think that If the model had his head
turned just little more 1t would give
me sharper outline"
After class that evening she busied
herself filing away her drawings and
washing out her bristle brushes un-
I'll all the students had gone. That
Is the best pose have had" said
she quietly" II hope to get a good
study"
IF you will come down nearer the
throne you can get n better place."
! suggested You sit back there in
the corner more than your share"
Il know, but all the other students
are $3.50 anxious to get close down
that don't like-well, you see, I
can make up for 1t by working hard"
looked at her as she stood there
under the tin-hooded gas-lamps, and
my attention held on the sallow lines
that were settling themselves into
the corners of her pleasant eyes, and
on the plaintive turn to her mouth.
1t was the face of one who has strug.
gled long. of one who has not yet
TASTED of the first fruits of success.
AS she slipped the gloves onto her
thin fingers l saw that the tip OF
one had burst through; she noticed
1t. too. and turned her finger down
while l glanced carefully away.
Have you been in the League
long?" she asked. In a soft voice, as
she tucked the portfolio under her
arm.
This is my third year." told her.
This is my first year in New
York" she explained. gently, her eye
catching mine to see that I under
stood all in the right spirit. but
went two years to an art school in
ON iha- Most OF my work had to be
done at night. Then missed a year
while l taught in Lincoln. But
got more money there. This year I
am in New York. That is all there
is to it." She paused, and looked
down at her gloves. while almost q
sigh escaped her. But New York
is not what 1 thought It was-or. I
mean, what l hoped II would be. It
ia wonderful here. though, with so
many-so many everythings. | don't
mind the noise and rush and hurry
expected that much-but don't the
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d. 0. n4t,! saa.r ttle farIl.---.-.,.
raih=t -evcr eeie-e' Ii. rct- I In
hasttsd ny i2iiiLy-iny iaste from 'nS
nIot..er. shc is 50 proud OF nc, But.
sometimes, / fear that I am not aG-
vancinS. You know what that awful
feeling 10. 1t is not a feeling after
all-it is big. bony hard always
grabbing at ere. It makes me start
from my sleep"
But know that you are making
progress" 1 told her. although I
kept my eyes aside.
led her. to her locker where We
went over her work. l compared her
first attempts with the one that she
had just finished that week. pointing
out how the tone was richer. how
the composition held together bet
ter, and the professional minutiGe.
Her face grew brighter. life seemed
to radiate from her eyes, and her
whole body became taut with energy.
She trembllngly held out a study in
oil.
What do you think Of it?"
Il believe oil IL your field"
do you think so? / am co glad.
That is the medium that mother
wants me to work n. De you think
that l can get n drawing in the
Academy OF Design for the Spring
Exhibition?"
In the Academy" I exclaimed In
astonishment. Then I caught the
meaning on her face. and carefully
worded my answer. why, yes, you
might. Two or three students from
the Lengue do each year. But, usual
ly. they have been here three or four
years"
but / went to an art school IN
here" she replied.
Have you anything started 2"
thinking that the best way out
"Oh, yes," she answered with eager
ness.
TT is in my room. I work on It
Saturday afternoons aud of morn
ings. It is of two girls, bright-faced,
sitting in comfortable home-like
rockers In the corner Of a porch OF
an old-fashioned house. All over the
trcliis are morning glories-big. deep,
blue morning -glories. call It The
Glories OF the Morning Do you
see how appropriate the title Is? 1
have written mother all about 1t.
She knows that It is my best, but
she doesn't Know tnat am going
to submit II to the Academy.
want it to be big surprise. I will
bring 1t over some day, that you may
soc 1t. But -ou won't tell any one
of my intention to submit 1t, will
your"
It was month later that she
caught me in the hall, and said, with
her eyes Frightening, Its done, and
have brought 1t over. l will show
It to you tonight-when all the rest
are gone"
AS carefully as II II were the most
precious Jewel in the world. she drew
It out of her locker; her eyes snap
ping, her thin fingers twitching with
suppressed emotion, she came run
ming toward me with the stick
framed canvas. holding II backside to
me. Are you ready?" she called.
"All right, then-now!"
She whirled the painting around,
and leaned forward, her eyes on my
face. So pitiful and duivering she
stood there. her pallid cheek so out
of place with Its unnccustomed glow
that 1 could scarcely turn my eyes
to the tuner canvas
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people ever care for anything They
are always looking ct something away
off that l can't see. l sometimes feel
like little bird-like little hum
ming-bird in q big. noisy rattle-boz.
But isn't that an awkward way of
saying it?" She turned to me with
a nervous. appealing smile.
But you'll like It when you get
used to It" consolcd. It have not
lived here always. was born in
Missouri"
why. we are neighbors, then,
aren't wei I am from Iowa"
So We came to be good friends. For
easel down to the front row. directly
behind the model She glanced guilt
fly at the students behind her. and
then took up her position to one side.
But she smiled at me thankfully. When
the model was given her five min
utes' rest, the other students stirred
around. passed from eaAci to easel
criticising each others work. But
she sat still. washing her brushes.
Once, after a particularly gloomy
day, when the Instructor had been in
an III humor and had been unsparing
in his criticisms, she came up to me
after dismissal with dropping eyes.
do you ever get discouraged she
asked with hopeless little note In
her voice.
'Yes. Miss willhite," / answered
as cheerily as 1 could. but argue
myself out Of the mood. It's good
sign" I went on, for 1 never saw
a person that didn't get discouraged
who amounted to anything. The art
student who doesn't, never has any,
thing worth getting discouraged
over"
But have worked 30 hard and for
30 long" resting a tired hand on the
edge of the throne. when we lived
on the farm in Iowa, 1 drew, end
drew. and drew. When my father
died we moved to n small town. and
/ worked harder than ever. It is for
mother" She stopped abruptly. and
half turned her back to me. When
she faced me again the print OF a
tear still g.istened in her eye. Il
don't care 10 much myself. Mother
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CLAPP COMING
HERE TOMORROW
Writes That He Expect' Meet
Ing With Business Men
This Week, If POSS Bile

Rolla e, Ulapp, promoter of n
Grand Junction-to-San Diego railroad
has written that he will be here
probably Thursday and hopes to meet
with local business men in order that
his proposition to construct a railway
to the coast through southern Utah
and Nevada may be considered
Mr.. Clapp has been in Salt Lake
City on business for some time and
will be here probably tomorrow.
An effort will be made to secure
meeting for him although the fair
will probably prevent a general at
tendance as was hoped.
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The mother dropped Down on t..
edge Of the bed. leaned over and ten.
derby kissed the pale lips of hez
daughter, while neither said a word
It may have been five minutes be-
fore either spoke. and then 1t was thu
trembling voice of the mother.
Don't you think that we had bet
ter get some fresh glor!es this morn.
ing. Fannie?"
The sunken veins on her arms extends
ed with the pounding blood. She sat
up. Mother" she said In o firm
voice. I'VE must go over to tho
Academy this morning-they'n let US
into the storags-roon-an see my
and will be well. Don't you see
how much better am today?"
why, Fannie-"
Yes, we SHALL" repeated the daugh-
ter with emphasis-
waited for them in the front par-
ior. What to do now. that my little
deceit would surely be discovered,
did not know. 1t panied me through
and through to think that the artist
must know. When they came out,
with the mother insisting that the
daughter use her arm, had never
seen so rudy q glow on the artists
face. Her step. too. was light and
swinging.
The sun, In the splendor Of early
morning, was bean1ing over the long
line of roofs. rs 1t not glorious tG,
be out In the morning?" said Fran
ces.
"Just at this time the glories or
the trellis at home are at their best"
unused the mother quietly.
II happened as we were picking our
way over a crossing. An automobile
came careering down the street, and
ing rush. am not sure that 1t struck
her at all, for a breath of air would
have blown her over. Before we
could reach her. she tottered and fell.
The hemorrhage set in before the
hospital was reached.
told the other students at the
League how It was; although many
of us were struggling against tho
wolf that always prowls close to an
art-student's. door. It was a liberal
collection.
At the station. two days later, y
helped the mother onto the train. ans,'
sat quietly in the seat with her untis
the guards last warning See,
have It," she said with a sad smile,
taking her trembling hand frorS
mine. and fumbling in her little black
satchel for the letter. when I get
back home shall have 1t framed an1
keep 1t always, keep it always
Here" I said. rising, and thrustirs
the bills into her hand. "is something
from US students. 1t is not mich.
but"
She looked at the roll humbly p
moment, and then hurt understands
ing crcpt into her face. NO, will
not take it." she said firmly. II
know that Fannie would net want
me to-"
With one little hand still clinCing
to mine. / leaned over and whispered
into her ear: ut is for morning.
glories for her-all of it,
Bright tears began TO glisten In
her faded eyes while she motioned
for me TO lower my head, and then
reverently whispered. Yes, / think
Fannie would like that"
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FRIDAY NIGHT DATE IS
SET FOR RETURN BOUT
Jordan and Du Cray to Wree at Auditorium viii Go TO Fin
iSh Regardless Of Time, Both Men Have
e FOrteiiS Posted Today

Friday night has been set for
the third bout between Chris Jordan
and Frank Du Cray in the latter's
effort to wrest the championship of
the world from the slippery Greek.
The first match ON Labor day result
cd in Il victory for Jordan. and the
second. last Monday, was n draw af-
ter n hours of brilliant mat work.
Jack Childs has again been chosen
referee. and he announced today that
lie would not call the go a draw re-
gardlcss of the time II takes.
The auditorium has been engaged
for the affair, The promoters are
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~HE had been in the Art League
almost a month before I really
noticed her. I had seen her
iort Behind her easel, her eyes either
or The canvas or on the pose, and had
seen her come slipping in of a morn
I'm, hurry out to lunch at noon at
our common table, be the first one
back, and then had seen her hide
hesEc.f In the back row for the after
noon II was her untiring Industry.
30 out Of place in so fruil a body.
that l-st called my attention. The
lco-t desirable post In all the room
always seemed to be hers. The other
stu--nts, on the mornings that I
lectlag advantageous locations where
lights and shadows would be strong
est; when all were arranged she
would slip into the nearest available
spot, chalk her chair-legs on the
floor, and uncomplainingly set to
work.
/ took occasion after class had been
dismiEsed one evening to look up
her name on her locker. In prim,
precise but fine letters II was printed
on tie slip-';Frances wlllhite." The
door was not locked, and 1 turned
through her sketches. She had ar
ranged them all with scrupulous ex-
actness. 1t gave me a queer. pitiful
sensation to go over her work. Though
was only class monitor, my eye
was skilled enough to make my heart
beat for her fiat washes anG ragged
chGrcoals. Each board showed hours
OF painstaling effort. but there was
lacking that vital something that our
Instructor called life"
For week l watched her In the
he and in the costume classes. In
each she was the same shrinking.
Industrious individual. The other
students. in the buoyant hopes OF
embition, passed her with scarcely a
word. II one of the girls spoke to
her Il was guardedly.
one morning. MS | was arranging
tho pose ut was of n cavalier with
hi1 Fuitnr), I went back to hor az
she was nandpapering her charcoal
sticks, and asked. How dc you like
the pose from here?"
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.f.... ;ss.a1ao o-t ny arms as II
I waald embrace IT.
"Ch. how 90 you Ike it?'
"Ffae. excellent" answered with
an attempt nt feeling. 1T means
something. It has tiTna7e. It is a
painting"
Her eyes s'oved, and tar breathing
became SLOW rs Sac tg1g on my
words. 1t gave me- dsSp rush of
feeling to see her 50 aGee;ed; then
I began to unlerss5rd how much it
really meant to her. wished that
could 60 on for an hour With my
eulogy. ttgs giving hsr new life.
"Gut, don't you think That just 4
torch ~ brown wo.,d give that
rcrch-post more. of n old. dead sp-
pcararee?' I asked, in critical
voice.
She leaned the driving against
chnir-baclt, and surveyed Il from a
distance. II believe = would" shs
said aIal,y. as 'ie .ssr. own fate hung
in the 81 1s2
From tho sfnGo1 es TIE League
studio 7 WATCHED ker tr!ppi.g to her
room. Her step wns lisht ami buoy
ant. quite In contrast to the heavy
ones that every morning d-ac3sa. her
I'D the stairs. After she turu4d q
corner I stood looking thoughtfully
out the window for half an hour.
six of US students submitted work
for q hanging in the Spring Exhibi-
40 he aimtfTp,l
were to be sent to the jury OF selec-
ton, Frances Willhite brought her
framed canvas TO the League studio.
''I spent FIVE dollars for a frame"
said she, studying the rival oils. II
think Il looks Just as WELL though
The Jury won't consider the frame"
/ could not persuade her to go to
lunch that noon; she spent the whole
time surveying the contesting paint
ings.
SYou see I have signed my name
Frances wIllhlte," she confided.
but everybody back home calls me
Fannie Mother always calls me
Fannie, too, but / don't think that
would look dignified enough In the
Academy. 1 do wish that mother
could be here to see THE Glories of
the Morning in the Academy, with
q number on the tag in the corner.
One day, three weeks later. mes
senger handed me a note. 1t was
in the crnmped, painstaking hand of
my art friend. It said:
II am Ill, but only temporarily. II
you can spare q minute, will you
mind calling on me? II you haven't
the time you need not mind. only I
wish to hear about The Glories of
the Morning.
FRANCES wILLHITE."
I found her number in O frowning
row of houses, In walking distance
of the League. The landlady an
swered the button, on the fourth
floor. "Ah." she said, my girl is
sicker than she knows. She is 80
thin and SO uncomplaining."
"Come in," she called with weak
cheeriness. hal: arising to her elbows,
as 1 appeared in the doorway. You.
too, Mrs. Regan. It's all right, Mrs.
Regnn," she explained with her eyes
down, in a voice much Trailer than
had ever heard 1t before. ITS all
right. You see 1 am so much-he is
so young"
/ took one of the two upright
chairs. and let my eye drift over the
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1.--- 10, - a bunch OF morning
s,of.cs in = drinlduE-siass on the
comfortable. Ter eyes followed mine
eagerly. .'you see. crisr them from
the greenhouse every morning." she
explained. 1T y are 4 kind of in
spiration. They are mine and moth
er's favorite flowers. That is why
put them into my painting. I like
this room. too" turning appreciat-
ingiy upon the landlady. TT is
quiet back here, and these two win
dows let In lots Of light for my work.
! am not really sick ut all. only when
/ set to work It makes me cough.
and become tired. But 1 will be
over in e few days. Have you heard
from my-crom our paintings?"
Her quivc-ing little fingers clung TO
the edge of the frayed coverlid. as I
shifted for an answer. Il had the
best dream last night" she hurried
On. as she caught something Of the
clord on my face. 'T dreamed that
/ was in the Academy on the first
day of the exhibit, when I saw a
whole group of people gathered
around drawing. I hurried to the
edge. and what painting DO you sup
pose It was? Yes. yes-The Glories
of the Morning But wasn't that a
foolish dreamT'
AS 1 left, Mira. Regan followed me
into the outer hall. Miss Glory In
there. as call her." she said briskly.
''is much worse than she knowa
wrote her mother yesterday. This
picture that abe keeps going on about
cant you do something to ease her
mind for a while7 II won't be for
long. I fear. poor GIRL
note came a few days later tell
ing me that her mother had arrived
asking me to call II for no longer
than a minute. l compared the hand
with that of the first letter, and could
read the pitiful story.
/ hurried to the clerk Of the Acad-
emy and borrowed an envelope and q
letter-head. l did not give myself
time to think of the right or wrong
of 1t, but addressed her letter in
care of the Art League informing that
her oil had been accepted. The fol-
gone through the malls, l hurried to
her number. ''Ohl" she cried with q
little note of Joy. Mother this Ii
Mr. Harding, that have told you
so much about"
The mother gave me a soft, fragile
hand, and led me to the bedside. Mrs.
Willhite was only an older ana q
more withered morning-glory.
do you know" began the artist.
trying to draw herself up to her ell
bows. that / had the same dream
again last night. Only this time
there were lots and lots of people
around the painting"
Tremblingly drew the post-marked
letter from my pocket. Her eyes
fastened on 1t. and began to flash
with Joy. "oh, mother she whis-
pered, You read-read 1t quick"
The mother felt nervously around
on the table a moment for her glass
es, and In n quavering. halting voice
read my letter:
Dear Miss Willhite:
THE chairman of the Jury OF se-
lection asks me to notify you that
your painting The Glories of the
Morning, has been accepted for a
hanging in the Spring Exhibition.
VERY truly.
THE CLERK" ],
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making extraordinary arrangements
to take care of the big crowd that
is certain to attend the bout.
Yesterday afternoon $50 each was
posted by hackers of Du Cray and
Tom Scanlon. manager of the Greek,
to bind $3.50 side bet. The money
is in the hands of the referee, who
will he stakeholder according to the
articles.
Ladies are going to be particularly
invited to the bout Friday night.
All lovers of clean sport and athlet-
les should attend.
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Rejoice Over storm.

Evidently there Is visiting Cali
fornian In the city who found some
source of pleasure in the storm which
visited us day before yesterday. The
editor of The Sentinel received a let
ter in the mail today reading as fol-
lows: Grand Junction. Sept. %.
We hope the gentleman who wrote
the article In regard to beautiful
California which appeared in one OF
the issues last week was forced to
edit the account of yesterdays storm
at Grand Junction, tSignedl, Wis
iting Californian. Beautiful Colo
RADIO 90"
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AID STARVING STRIKERS
Associated Press.

Trinidad, Colo, Sept. 24.-The
authorities conferred yesterday rela-
tive to a proposition to close all the
saloons here; but, owing to the fact
that quiet has SO far prevailed, no
action was taken.
Several of the relief camps estab-
iished by the union miners are taxed
to their capacity.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-24

Miss New i'm City.
Miss New of Delta, a popular and
prominent lady of that section, is
here attending the Woman's club
meetings.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-24

John Betz of the unaweep canon
living at the place called Copper City,
the city without store. fire house
postoffice, mayor, police or newspap-
er' is IN the city to take ins all the
festivities and especially to get his
first glimpse OF an aeroplane.
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Mining Man Here.

Mining Man Here.
{ y. 4. Kinney. IN IONA mining pro-
moter, WHO calls Gateway his shome
in this section, was an arrival last
night from Gateway. where he has
been looking after interests for a
short time.