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The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1913-07-08

ID. rFlieuschauer Of the Commercial
Print Shop, spent the latter part Of
lfat week visiting az Occur d'Aleue
aud Spokane.
Del Harshman spent the Fourth
seeing the baseball game at Bovill.
One "Fayorite" range, eighteen
inch oven, IN hrst class condition.
only used short time. Regular price
Fifty dollars. VIII sell for thirty
dollars. j. e. Jones ADV.
Miss Lillian Heating and Miss
Velma Johnston, both members Of
the Idaho Mercantile company 3
force, spent last Friday and Saturday
at Occur d'Alenn visiting with
friends.
Carpenter work wanted. All kinds
of carpenter work done. O. J. Mo
Mullan, contractor and builder. tt
Mrs. Mary Walch returned Mon.
day from a weeks visit with relatives
aud friends ia Spokane.
Rev. r. Tweed. pastor of the Pres
byterian church, was passenger on
the down river boat Monday morning
for Coenr d'Alene.
r. Shattuok of Occur d'Alene, ar
rived In this city Monday. He came
up to spend a week or ten days camp
ing out and enjoying the fishing.
Harry Johnston, of the Idaho Mer-
camille oompany's force. returned
Sunday night from Occur d'Alene
and Spokane, where he had been to
spend the Fourth
A. L. Wunderlick and family aud
Ed Wundreliok aud family spent the
Fourth at Occur d'Alene visiting rel
atives aud taking in the sights at the
regatta
The Red Collar Line ran two ex-
curlsons from Occur d'Alene to the
head of navigation Sunday. The first
was the regular Sunday excursion on
the Georgia Oakes aud the boat was
crowded with pleasure seekers This
was a kind of aftermath OF the Fourth
aud the boat was not large enough
to accommodate all who desired to
take the triL. The other was a pri-
vate excursion. The Flyer WAS char
tered for the day by the North Coast
Theatrical Managers association. who
camel uut from Spokane Ia a speulal
train and included trip to the head
Of navigation as part of the pro-
gram Only members Of the organi-
zation we're aboard, they even fur.
nishlng their own caterer.
The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1913-07-08
Busy Day In
Justice Court
Two Bound Over to District Court
for Robbery

Monday was a busy day for the pc.
lice officers and justices of the peace
10 the city. Besides the negro stab.
hing case there was a burglary case
and two more men up for robbery
from the person. both being district
court cases.
Frank Morris was the man who was
held on the burglary charge. He was
accused OF entering a room IN the
Mountain View annex on July 9Th
and taking q sum Of money. gloves,
and a coat.
The room WAS occupied by Walter
Stebbins and 1t was bis property that
was taken. The robbery occurred
shortly after seven O'Clock in the
morning. Stebbius got up and went
out, leaving the door unlocked. He
returned 10 a short time and found
his property missing.
Morris had been seen around the
place aud suspicion quickly fell upon
him and he was arrested. Upon be-
ing brought before Judge Schultz and
confronted by the prosecuting attor-
uey he waived examination aud was
bound over for trial IN the district
court, his ball being fixed at Eve
hundred dollars.
B. V. Pallan and John Campbell
we're the two that we're accused of
robbery from the person. They we're
charged with having gone through the
clothes of drunken lumber jack on
Sunday The ROBBERY occurred IN
der meath the wagon bridge, across
the st. Maries river. A lumber jack,
whose name we we're unable to learn,
had become considerable the worse
for liquor and had crawIed under the
bridge and gone to sleep. Pallan aud
Campbell saw him there and went 20
him aud proceeded TO go through his
pockets in a most scientific manner.
The men had been acting IN sus-
pioious manner aud Chief of Police
Cherry bad had his eye on them for
some time. He saw the robbery be-
ing committed aud hurried to the
scene, catching the men 10 the very
act. They we're inclined to resist ar
rest. but Cherry covered them with
his gun and made them put up their
hands,.
Pallan had wicked looking knife
opeh and concealed up his sleeve.
This was taken away from him aud
both we're locked up. Monday after
noon they we're brought before Judge
Schultz for a hearing. They both
waived a preliminary hearing and
we're bound over to the district court
for trial. Their bonds we're fixed at
Ave hundred dollars each. the same
as Morrls's.
Neither Of the three we're able to
furnish the bonds and we're commit
ted to the county jail. Under Sheriff
Nogle chartered launch and took
the whole bunch down to Occur d..
Alene Monday night.
The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1913-07-08

waichful Mother-It looked very
much as though young Mr. Huggins
was stealing a kiss when saw your
heads so close together Conhding
Daughter wouldn't put It that way
He may have thoughtlessly embezzled
a few, but I'm sure heu repent and
have them with him the next time be
ca1ls.-Chicago News
The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1913-07-08

THAT boy Of yours may be president
OF the United States some day"
Maybe" assented Farmer Corntos-
sci. But the chances are that he'll
be one Of the fellows who think they
are lucky II they get appointed to be
postmaster - Washington Star.
The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1913-07-08
Attention

The NJ. W. A. aud X. N. A. lodges
will hold another one OF their sue
cesstul social meetings on Thursday
evening, July 10, at $3.50 o'clock, at
l. o. o. e. hall. All members and
visiting members are invited.
The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1913-07-08

The meticulous prophecy OF a meat
famine comes from the president OF
Chlcago's Union stockyards. He should
be eowed at once by an irritated pub
lie sentiment.
The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1913-07-08

n fHAVHN WHO mas cdiileO Il sponge
In his innards since an operation sever
years ago is suing the doctor, but mo-
for storage charges.
Mountain Of the Sacred Footprint.
Adams peak. or Mount Samantha. a
rugged mountain in the island Of Cey-
lon. is known throughout the orient as
the Mountain of the Sacred Foot
print" In a fat rocky basin at the
foot OF this mountain in stone as hard
as blue granite there is the perfect i'm
print of a gigantic human foot, i've
and one-half feet long by two and one
half feet wide The Ceylonese Brah-
mans have a legend to the effect that
the imprint was made by Adam. our
first parent. but the Buddhists declare
that II could have been made by no one
but Buddha
The record. [volume] (St. Maries, Idaho) 1913-1918, 1913-07-08
Lessons in Art and Music

/ am prepared to igve lessons IN
painting and music. Painting
taught by the new French style.
Seventy Eve cents per lesson.
Address Hiss Alice Phillips
Care Of Stein Lumber 20.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

the hearts OF other people by her
own sweet good will So you who asso-
crate yourself with the joyous type,
oe you tall or short, you must radi-
ate sunshine. You have no excuse in
the world for glum looks, you have
Tue sun In your hair to help you, and
II should be an easy thing for you to
orlhg the laugh to your eyes and the
warmth of goodwill to your lips.
Then there is the childish type, a
little less assured than her fairer sis
ter little more wistful even when
she smiles. with soft tendrils of COP
perry hair, and very, very sweet Miss
Mae Murray is our maiden of the
childish type. She says that it is the
mission of the girl with auburn hair
to be ethereal: she must wear white
and gold as much as possible to
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

the sheer joy of living, but whose
smile is one of slow wonder, whose
moven ents are not daintily quick
like her slender blond sister, but
calm and deliberate. as If she had
thought them out beforehand
Would it not be homogeneous to
hear such a girl laugh all the while,
to have her assume a hundred little
coquetries that would be adorable
from our little blond sunshine girl,
or to wear her naIr childishly ruffled
above her calm, placid brow? She is
the aristocratic type, the girl who
never decides a momentous question
in a hurry, who enthralls the heart of
man by her subtle attractions rather
than by any of the more obvious arts.
Which type are you? Don't you
think it would be interesting to study
yourself and find out?
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Altogether Too Cunning.

Mrs Unison was aroused from her slumbers by Mr.
Unison springing violently of bed. Before she could
say a word he pulled his dressing slip.
pers and had made the door.
What earth you going to do Henry" she
asked.
Pm going to put a stop to that young fellow staying
here till all hours the night. Listen him now
Henry don't go--dont go" whispered his wife
hoarsely. But Henry already halfway down the
stairs In minutes she heard the
frightful struggle going Glass crashed ground
and chairs were overturned Then somebody dragged
someone the front door, kicked him down the
steps slammed it to again
Then Mr.. Unison, very much of breath but highly
pleased with himself entered the room
"Oh Henry, brave you are!" murmured his wife
admringy.
Why how's that?"
"oh Henry. it was real burglar at Iast!"
Henry turned pale.
MY word" he said And 1 thought it was Mabel,
young mani"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

bring out the creamy tints in her skin
and the warmer glints in her half
She should wear her hair childishly-
loose and slightly out of order-so
that people win long to run their
fingers through 1t. She should have
the flavor OF the long ago in the
quaint little touches of her costume
such as the wearing of a cameo pin
or the alluring sweep of cavalier
hat-just little vague touches sug-
sestive of the past, that will make
her positively irresistible. She is
very lovable, our little child maiden,
very much like a frowsy- haired
chrysanthemum all white and gold.
Then there is the Miss Elsa Ward
type. the naughty. aristocratic
maiden with the long, slender neck
and the cameo features. The girl
who never laughs impulsively from
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
THE FAMILY CUPBOARD z1 2 2 g. 5s5 sE ;55 Es

the boys muffled sobs sounded loud to
the point of agony.
Anger died-and horror and shame
We're born.
The boys reason shook to it's founda-
ton. But there would be another test
for Kenneth Nelson's sanity to bear
There was still more bitter fruit for
him to pluck from the Tree of Life.
My father! MY FATHER"'
The words We're wrenched from his
lips. His whole being was in stormy
revolt And the blood Of his father
throbbed and pulsed in his molten veins
1t was man to man now-and Kitty
was forgotten.
But Kitty meant to speak for her
self. She had prepared this scene
though its tragedy had gone far be-
yond the depths of her shallow mind.
But this was her moment-her hour
her revenge She would not be forgot
ten while blood called to blood, while
Nature had her way with man and
his frst-born son. Kitty May made
her little plea for recognition as a suf-
ferer in the tragedy-not as the cause
thereof. Her voice was plaintive and
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WIN STenst" tllaI can endure
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thence strong man must feel for a
could not meet unguided
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

going to determine your type for
yourself.
The three girls who have been
chosen as most perfect examples OF
their type are appearing now at the
New York Roof Garden. And surely
after studying each carefully you Will
have no difficulty at all in associa-
ting yourself with one of the three
types.
Miss Ethel Miller, one Of that won
derful dancing team. The Marvellous
Millers" is the Joyous type. The type
of girl with hair that dazzles, the
girl whose eyes are deep wells of
happiness, who never allows any
thing to trouble her for long and
who Is constantly bringing joy into
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
AND WHEN | BECAME A MAN
BY CONSTANCE CLARK

DTLED away on dusty shelf,
Back in the dark where none may see
Lie he toys of my childhood's self
~ Little boy that used to be.
An engine fierce and wooy bear,
battered doll with tangled wig;
A bank that one time passing fair;
Some marbles, a top and fat toy pig
And now have grown to be man,
With a mans ambitions and hopes and fears
I'll build my life larger plan
And Danish the emblems of ohildhood's years.
90 90 90
So, piled away on a dusty sheK,
Back in the dark where none may see,
Lie the toys of my childhood's self
Little boy that used to be.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
BY MAUDE MILLER.

n UT of a world of girls hurrying
" back and forth all the day
long, out of the countless
laughing faces held up for inspection
as they drift on in the crowd, are
after all just three distinct types.
There may be variations, but down
at rock bottom each and every girl
must be associated. no matter how
remotely, with one of these three.
So now, Miss individuality, who
thought perhaps that there was no
one else In the world at all like you,
what are you going to do about 1t?
You are going TO bow to the inevi-
read this article carefully. you are
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Was He Sacked?

Though a benevolent old gentleman and a kind em-
oloyer Mr. decided that far his office boy.
Alexander BALDWIN. concerned, the limit of his
patience had been reached.
boy must be sacked.
He had quarter Of hour late yesterday, ten
minutes late before and this morningMr Jones
glanced at the cockthe lad already twenty
minutes overdue
Precisely minutes later he entered the office In the
ouet unobtrusive of prepared for trouble
A horrid silence ensued. Then:
And what have you got this morning. de-
handed Mr. Jones N hercest voice that could
"The-er-ice the pavements, sirF' stammered
Master Alexander "It-er-every step I-er-took Ter
slipped back two"
Mr. Jones glared at the lad
Indeed remarked with calm elaboration. Then.
oray here all?'
Never thought should, sir replied the incorrgible
one suddenly and happily inspredthat is till decided
to back home"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
THE WINDOW
BY WILLIAM r. KIRK

~ Ut OF the window the baby peered
I Alta world that was big and green and weird
Out Of the window and far away
He looked on the morn OF Summer day;
His big blue eyes seemed to widen and yearn
For the marvellous Truth he was yet to learn
Wonderful world From his baby chair
1t seemed Ike a garden blooming there.
90. go 90
With eyes that knowledge had hurt and dazed
| stood and looked where the baby gazed,
Ana a million sights came TO leer at me-
Sights that the baby could not see;
Sights OF sorrow and sights Of Sin,
Marring the world had wandered in.
From the window turned with heart like stone.
Leaving the baby to gaze alone.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Have You Selected Your Wife's
Christmas Present?
Write Letter Telling How Yoa Have Solved the Gift
Problem
Problem.

lars and they want to win some
OF the gold pieces | have offered
for best ideas about holiday gifts.
This Is the season when hus-
bands and wives are Cudgeling
their brains in an effort to solve
the perplexing Christmas gift
problem, Every year countless
inappropriate presents are made.
I'd like To help the married read
ers of The Georgian solve this
problem, and | thought the best
way was to find out how others
had solved it,
To stimulate matters ! offer to
distribute gold pieces as follows:
To the wife who writes the best
short letter telling what is the
most useful gift for a husband,
one $40 gold piece
Three awards of So each will be
given the wives whose letters are
adjudged the next best.
Also, | will award the same
prizes to husbands who write
brief letters outlining the most
appropriate gift for husband to
give his wife To the husbands
letter that is adjudged the best
the writer will receive $40 gold
piece. Husbands who write the
three next best letters will re-
ceive, each, a IS gold piece for
their thoughtfulness.
Send your letters addressed to
MARY LEA DAVIS,
Editorial Department.
The Atlanta Georgian.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
HUSBAND SPENT
EVERYTHING
In an Effort to Bring
Wife's Troubles to End,
and Finally Succeeds.

Myra, Ky.-Mrs. Sarah Branham,
of this town, gives out the following
statement for publication; 81 am 81
years of age. and suffered untold ag-
cny with womanly troubles for II
years For years | was all run
down. and was told that l could not
live. My husband spent everything
he had, but l got only temporary re
lief
"A merchant recommended Cardui
the woman's tonic, to my husband
and ne got me bottles at one time
began taking it. and before the first
bojslc was gone ! began to feel better.
81 took AN of the bottles. and
am to-day as sound and well as any
woman, and fat and hearty"
Such testimony as the above, which
is given unsolicited, speaks for itself.
Cant you see, lady reader. that you
are doing yourself your family, your
friends. an injustice by not, at least,
trying Cardm. if you suffer from any
Of the many ailments so common to
Homen"
Cardui is composed OF pure, harm
less. vegetable ingredients. which act
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28

\ colder voice interrupted him: Take
Alice home. Tom
Charles Nelson stood in the doorway.
Laughing recklessly, now that her
hour had struck, Kitty May started for
ward. Suddenly change came over her
she sank in a huddled little heap on
the couch waiting-waiting
Tom led Alice away--a puzzled, fright
ened, wondering Alice. The boy stood
looking at his father with still dislike
Charles Nelson had controlled the quick
tremor of surprise that had shaken him
at sight of the woman to whom his
son was trying to introduce his daugh-
ter In stern, controlled fury he
turned on Kenneth.
"How dare you introduce your sister
to a woman like this?"
What right have you to insult this
lady?" asked Kenneth, starting toward
her,
Kitty had risen-th smile on her lips
was steely now-her eyes had turned
from gentan blue to the gray of re-
morseless storm. She was ready for the
victory, She spoke softly-in still
voice that held both men.
''tIe has the best right in the world
The very, very best!'
Slowly, slowly she spoke her words
distilling them like liquid poison. Slow
ly slowly she would take her moments
of revenge prolonging them to atone
for her moment of weakness-the mo-
ment when she had been so near re-
lenting, But now she was ready TO de-
mand her pay.
Nelson famed her fury from smolder-
ing little flames to walls of fire, but he
ignored her with the stony oblivion Of
Indifference.
Il must have a talk with you, Ken
meth. WIN You come to me tonight"
The boy reflected that he had got on
without his precious family for a whole
month. lie had been left to his own de-
Wces-an now, to-night-they all want
/ ed to talk to him,
mo, Not tonight Now If you ia TX
to me at all it must be here, before the
lady who is to be my wife"
He went toward Kitty protectingly, as
if to take her in his arms-and so defy
the world, If that need be.
- our VIE. Nelson just bredthed
the words
There was no sound. Ken stood as
II frozen to cold sculpture in the move
ment he had started to make Kitty
stood still, too-waiting-w waiting. Be
/ tween the boy and the woman stood
Kenneths father.
There was a horrible pause-a pause
| fraught with all the shame and horror
OF sin and retribution,
/ Then Charles Nelson turned to Kitty
/ and spoke hoarsely,
you SAID YOU'D GET ME- AND |
/ THINK you HAVE"
/ you know herr" asked Kenneth. in
/ slow wonder
Does he know me-
Kitty faced father and son. But II
/ was at the older man she looked with
/ implacable hatred with unswervins
purpose in her eyes. And always on
| her lips that little smlle-that was halt
sneer half cruel mirth. Lucrezia Bor-
gIa wore a smile Ike that when life
/ had taught her all her bitter lesson OF
poison lore.
Fran. dainty little Kitty May Sml-
ing like Mona Lisa, or the Sphinx
smiling with poison distining in IN,
bar0ed arrows of her words, she stoO,
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Why the Farmers Taxes Went Up.

Fine piece land here" said the dusty. shrewd-
looking man descended from his automobile out
side farmers house.
you're right replied the farmer eagerly. It's
the hest to found in the country"
But too high a figure for poor reckon" cried
stranger.
IT'S worth every penny of fifty dollars acre"
answered farmer with to business. "Wers
YOU thinking Of settling and buying in these parts?'
Hardly" murmured the traveller, making some notes
in a book I'm the assessor.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
u The Quarrelsome Girl 4

spoken girl. She left 1t quarrel
SEINE. nagging. Jealous, suspicious
woman-old before her time,
All because her husbands family
had the quarrelling habit.
Look out for this sweetheart d
yours. yosng man, and see thai
she's ready to break that habi. be-
fore you tie yourself to her and haf
disposition for life.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
SOMETHING USEFUL.

We've been married ten years
and every Christmas | try to give
my wife something useful. Months
in advance ! endeavor to tind out
what she would like, and you
should see her surprise when she
finds the article on which she had
set her heart at her place at the
breakfast table, She wanted
work basket this year ana have
already purchased 1t. | will keep
IL at the ONCE until Christmas
eve II is fun Of thread. needles
pins. buttons. several pairs OF
scissors and countless other
things that | know little about
MARRIED MAN.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
Ready to Be Saved.

Hurry up and save that girl
bawled the fire chief. why don't
you hurry?'
The fireman bent over and vhii'
pered:
"Tll have her on the ladder In
minute chief. I'm waiting for hr
to curl her hair"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-11-28
The Bitter Cup.
es YESn

"Yes-YESt"
She spoke slowly. The words sound
ed like some grim pendulum ticking out
sentence on the Clock of Doom.
Kenneth Nelson raised his arm and
struck his father a hard blow across
the face with his open hand!
kitty WINGED and covered back
crouching as if she had felt the brute
pain Of that blow.
There was the stiffness of death in
the room.
1t was as If wild tornado had swept
by-devastating everything - leaving
emptiness, void, desolation and de-
struction in its wake And a tornado
OF human passionate most devastat-
ing force IN life-had passed over the
room.
mistaken. Charles Nelson stood there.
The blow fell-a crimson welt marked
his cheek-a look of age swept its gray
mask over his features lie did not
move. lie stood staring at the stark
fury in kenneths eyes. Still, mistaken,
outwardly unmoved, he stood face to
face with the man who was his son.
ANN '''Nt'NiN NAANV tNt MS NERVES must
have winced-his blood must have
pounded in agony at the impact of his
sons hand on his flesh, but he stood
still. There was some of the martyred
dignity of the prophets OF old in his
firm pose. He appeared as granite fast
locked in the soil
He looked at Kenneth a moment. The
boy stared observation-disclosures hatred in
his eyes,
A minute licked by in mufled heart
beats.
Slowly before his fathers unwaverine
gaze, the anger died from Kenneth's
eyes. Shame was born. Then came alb
solute horror Of what he had done-a
CLEAN Of understanding OF what this
other man had suffered through love.
A tilm came over his eyes lie looked
dazed lie turned his eyes from his
fathers face to his own right hand lie
saw guilt-almost blood outlines there
suddenly covering his tortured young
| face with shaken arms. Kenneth Nell
sen fell on his knees at his fathers feet
In the absolute stiffness OF The room