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The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11

Lack of COPY is necessitating curtail-
ment Of the forces of all the composing
and proof departments, except the job
room, which is unusually busy. Con-
gress is making but little work for the
G. p. O., and orders have been issued
to all employees, who have leave due, TO
cut it down to the minimum this month.
Slack times have been very rare in the
Office all through the administration OF
Mr. Donnelly, and furloughs have been
practically unknown. However, it takes
a great deal of printing to keep the
regular force busy, and unless there is
an unexpected influx of work from some
source between now and July 1 We are
pretty apt to see the fishermen and
baseball fans have plenty Of time to in
dulge in their favorite amusement.
father Of a fine boy, which arrived at
the Schultz homestead on Rhode Island
Avenue early the past week.
George L. Berry, president Of the In
ternational Printing Pressmen and As
sistants' Union, visited Washington last
week on a tour of the Eastern cities,
prior to the convention Of the pressmen,
which will convene at Rogersville, Tenn,
the third week of June next
William H. C1agne and Newton Sprague
were the successful candidates in the
recent election of Washington Press
mems Union, No 1, for delegates to
the convention of the International
Pressmen and Assistants Union, only
two representatives being sent from
Washington this year.
The Public Printer situation, which il
was generally supposed had been mar
rowed down to a choice between two of
the candidates, is said to have been
complicated to an uncertainty once more
by the entrance into the field of Col.
M. d. L. Shrope, of Easton, Pa, who
describes himself as "a printer from
Pennsylvania" who has been a visitor
in Washington the past week. and who
claims to have political support that
must be recognized. Col. Shrope pub
fishes labor paper, and is a well-known
parsonage at ]. T. u. conventions and
conventions of political parties through
out Eastern Pennsylvania and New Jer-
sey.
Chairman Joe M. Johnson, of the
night proof chapel. is fluent and forci-
BILE writer on many topics, and his con-
tributions to the columns of the Inland
Printer are among the best productions
Of the leading journal of the printing in
dustry.
Albert ]. Weber has received q. pro-
stationary appointment as a stereotyper.
Mrs. Delphine Darling has been rein
stated as "a folder, and Miss Marion I.
Kennedy appointed as pressfecder.
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11

Hest Advice.
From the Popular Magazine.
He was an author. but an author with
out authority-which means, using the
vernaclar of the street, his stun never
got across. If his agility had equaled
his industry, he would have had every
novelist looking like an idler.
On this particular morning he walked
into the Office OF a publisher who had
rejected two or three bales of his manu-
scrips.
Now. look here said the author, ooh,
the level how can 1 sell a book?'
The publishers advice was excellent.
He said: Write one"
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o. n. Beckley. in the New York Mail.

Zoc r. Beckley. in the New York Mail.
Not since the Queen of Sheba. Cleo
patra and Queen Isabella; not since
King Solomon. DIAMOND Jim" Brady
pshaw! ] mean not since diamonds
were trulnps was ever such a double
decked, complicated, blazing ornament
of big, squirming diamonds worn by
mere woman.
1t is an Armlet-I unwittingly spell
1t with a capital "A"--and is the 1913
contribution of the Mrs. Anthony who
came from Muncie. Ind, last year wear
ing diamonds in the heels of her shoes.
She's back again now with $4,000 worth
of new gowns, more or less, and dia-
monds on her-well, patience, I'm going
to describe 'em now.
Sit tight and hearken!
Here is the latest sensation from Mum
Gle:
A tiara-like diamond armlet four inhes
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Items, General and Personal,
Of Interest to c. PO. Workers

hand section, has been transferred to tn,
monotype section.
Billy Morecock, son of Ed. Morecock
Of the night keyboard force, success
fully passed the preliminary examination
for admission to the Naval Academy a
Annapolis. The young man has many
friends among the scholars of Mckin
ley Technical High School who will b,
gratified at his success.
William T. Hall and Joseph E. Shee
han have been transferred from the day
proofroom to the linotype section as op
orators.
John NJ. Ware, proofreader on the day
force, has been transferred to the mono
type section as compositor, and Bene-
dict Kirsh, from the same force, to the
hand section as compositor.
A reduction Of the force in the night
keyboard room resulted in the transfer
to the day force Of the following oper-
ators:
John E. Schaeffer, Joseph W. Belcher,
William II. Beringer, Thomas E. Doty,
John c. Euler. Robert II. Harstin,
Charles b. Huse, Godfrey r. Weidman,
Paul /. Butler, Fred f. Davis, James T.
Jones, Thomas F. Lewis. Lewis McKin-
ney. William r. Mason. and George r.
Maxwell.
Harry D. Beach has been transferred
from the departmental detail roll to the
Office of the foreman of printing.
H. w. Kitzmeller. who has been doing
a detail as copy editor, returned to
the main proofroom last week.
Lack of work necessitated dropping the
following temporary compositors: Frank
o. Hart. Levi Huber, Ernest A. Hurdle,
Marcus P. Jackson, William 8. Mcdaniel.
Jefferson d. Newton. Joseph B. O'Neal,
Harry L. Swiggett, Philip E. sardo, Sid
ney c. Sommers, Charles d. Deming.
Michael p. McKenna, Harry e. Libert,
Ralph Lee, Frank Johnson, CASTOR J.
Bretagne, Wilson D. McNelly, David G.
Nick enzie. Samuel H. I.enoir, Shelley X.
Kieffer, John w. De Vries, William T.
Curran, James Fl. Camper, Samuel D.
Barr, Henry Adamson, jr., John F. King.
Ross K. Knapp, Arthur r. Lindsey,
Charles J. Meagher, DIN A. Palmer,
John NJ Reilly, Robert F. Simms, James
H. Adams, Joseph w. Becker, Joseph II.
Frank p. Fug1tt, larry II.
and William T. Harris.
Mr.. Leo Rullmann, employed in the
customs service, New York CITY, was q
recent Office visitor, and received a cor
dial welcome from his hosts OF friends
in the big building.
We are called upon to chronicle the
away Of Ccmrade John S. Tunni-
cliff, a popular member OF the 9. p. o.
watch force for several years. The sad
event took place at the Soldiers Home
Hospital. In this city. aftr - lingering
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11

costly. This is modest gold ring set
with eight u carat diamonds. given to
her by her parents on the occasion Of
her graduation. from school.
She always places it first when put
ting on her rings. The simple, fond
letter which accompanied this gift is
also highly priced by Mrs. Anthony.
who says that sentiment Is to her the
most beautiful thing on earth.
But still she likes diamonds. too.
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11

tenant before the regiment left EImira
for the field. After serving for eighteen
months he was compelled to resign, be-
coming disabled by a severe attack of
rheumatism, and deprived of the use of
his hands. He then returned home, and
In six months thereafter again re-enlist-
ed and served in that famous military or
ganization, Hancocks Veteran Reserve
Corps. He served three years in the vol
unteers, and during a portion of that
time was acting provost marshal at
Fredericksburg, Va
At the close of the war, Mr. Tunni-
Cliff returned home for brief period.
and then re-enlisted in the regular army.
in which he served for almost twenty
years. During this period he had the
distinction Of serving under both Gems.
Mis- and O1gtAr. A. ,uoacsmpiaGton-
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11

Longfellow. the poet, was introduces
to one Longworth, and some one com
mented on the fact that the first syl-
tables of their names were the same.
"Yes," said the poet, but in this case
fear Pope's lines will apply, Worth
makes the man. the want of 1t the fell
low"
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Dense Stupidity.

From london Answers
as that clock right" asited the visit
or, who had already outstayed his well
come. His hostess ya~ned
"Oh. no." she said. That's the 'clock
we always call the Visitor
The obdurate one sat down again.
THE VisitorT' ne remarked. what a
curious name to give clock.
His hostess ventured an explanation
You see," she cooed sweetly. Eve cau
1t that because we can never make
II 60"
And even then he failed to- &c. ths
ps1nG
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11
ORIGIN of "H0w."

Lette- TO the New York Herald
Somebody writing to one of the news
papers explains, and his explanation
seems to cover the case, that the In
dams ''how" is not a contraction Of the
white mans ''howdy' or ''how do. you
do" but that it is pure Indian word
and means good
This serves to strengthen my convic-
ton that the Indian came originally
from Northern Asia. How" meaning
good is pure Chinese.
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11

Harrison F. wilson. compositor il the
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11
EncOuraged.

Prom the ChicaRo Record Herald
IT am AFRAID said Mr. Henpeck.
that l made fool Of myself today"
Don't worry about it, his wife re-
piled. 1T isn't likely that anybody
noticed anything unusual ABOUT the way
YOU spoke or acted
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11

Mrs. Delphine Darling has been rein
stated as "a folder, and Miss Marion !
Kennedy appointed as pressfeeder.
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11

Albert ]. Weber has received a. pro-
stationary appointment as a stereotyper.
The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-05-11

A German military surgeon proposes
portable crematories to follow the army
In warfare
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-01-30

nothing except that wall Of swirling
snow pellets hurled against him by q
pitiless wind, fairly decorating the
flesh. 1t was freezing cold; already
he felt numb, exhausted, heavy-eycd
The air seemed to penetrate his cloth
ing, and prick the skin as with thou
sand needles. The thought came that
if he remained in the saddle he would
freeze stiff. Again he turned, and sent
the voice Of command down the strug-
Cling line:
"Dismount; wind the rope around
your pommels. Sam. How far is it to
the Cimarrcn?"
"More'n twenty miles,"
All right! We've got to make it,
boys" forcing note of cheerfulness
into his voice. Hang on to the bit
even if you drop. may drift to the
west, but that won't lose us much.
Come on. now"
"Hamlin, let me break trail"
we'll take it turn about, Sam. It'll
be worse in an hour than it is now.
All ready, boys"
Blinded by the sleet, staggering to
the fierce pummelling Of the wind, yet
desperately to his horses bit,
the Sergeant struggled forward in the
swirl of the storm.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-01-30
CHAPTER XIV.
In the Blizzard.

There was no cessation, no aDate.
ment. Across a thousand miles OF
plain the ice-laden wind swept down
upon them with the relentless fury of
a hurricane, driving the snow crystals
into their faces, buffeting them merci-
lessly, nunbing their bodies, and blind
ing their eyes. In that awful grip they
looked upon Death, but struggled on,
as real men must until they fall.
Breathing was agony; every step be-
came a torture; fingers grasping the
horses bits grew stiff and deadened
by frost; they reeled like drunken
men, sightlcss in the mad swirl, deaf
ened by the pounding of the blast
against their ears. All consciousness
left them! only dumb instinct kept
them battling for life, staggering for
ward, foot by foot, odd rhantasies OF
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-01-30

CHAPTER xvI1-rIamlin accuses Mrs.
Dupont of being in a plot with I.eFevre
10 drive him out Of the Confederate
service in disgrace. so LeF>evre. who was
3unfor officer. would get command OF the
regiment. He declares he has been look
fng for LeFevre ever since in homes 81
making him tell the truth which VIII
clear his record. Hints that Mrs. Du-
pont better leave the place at once.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-01-30
just now. Hurt much, Carroll?"

just now. Hurt much, CarrOll?"
"Cruached my leg mighty bad:
can't bear no weight on it. Twas
darn near froze stiff before; thets
why I couldn't get out O. the way
quick"
Sure; well, ye'll have ter ride, then.
Well take the blanket off Jim; he
won't need it no more. Brick an
kin hoof it vet awhile-hey, 'Brick'?"
Hamlln lifted his head from the
shelter of his horses name.
Il reckon I can make my feet
move" he asserted doubtfully, "but
they don't feel as though there was
any life left in them" He stamped
on the snow How long do these biz
yards generally last, SAM"
BLOW themselves out in about three
days"
Three days? God! We can never
live it out here"
His eyes ranged over the dim out
line of Wade stretched across the
saddle, powdered with snow, rested an
instant upon Carroll, who had sunk
back upon the ground, nursing his in
jured limb, and then sought the face
of WATSON.
What the hell can we do?" ,
Go on; thet's all of it; 90 on till
we drop, lad. Come, Brick my boy"
and the scout gripped the Sergeant's
shoulder, you're not the kind to lie
down. We've been in worse boxes
than this and pulled out. It's up to
you and me to make good. Let's
crunch some bareback and 20 on,
afore the whole three Of us freeze
stiff."
The Sergeant thrust out his hand
THAT isn't what's taken the nerve
out Of me, SAM he said soberly. Its
thinking Of the girl out in all this
with those devils" .,..
Likely as not she amt" returned
the other, tramping the snow under
his feet. 1--WE been thinkin' bout tibet
too. Thet outfit must hev had six
hours the start O. US, didn't they?" 4
Hamlin nodded.
"Wc!l, then. they couldn't ben far
from the Cimarron when the storm
come. They'd be safe enough under
the bluffs; have wood fer a fire, and
lay thar mighty comfortable That's
whar them bucks are. all right. Why,
damn it, man, we've got to get
through. 'Taint just our fool lives
that's at stake. Brace up!"
How far have we Gomez"
"A good ten miles, an the compass
has kcp' us straight"
They drew in closer together, and
munched a hard cracker apiece, occa-
sionally exchanging a muttered word
or two, thrashing their limbs about
to keep up circulation, and dampening
their lips with Stow They were but
dim, spectral shapes in the darkness,
the air filled with crystal pellets,
swept about by merciless wind, the
horses standing tails to the storm and
heads dropping. In spite of the light
refraction of the snow the eyes could
scarcely see two yards away through
the smother. Above, about, the cease.
less wind howled, it's icy breath chill
ing to the bone. Carroll clambcrcd
stifiy into his saddle, crying and
swearing from weakness and pain.
The others, stumbling about in the
deep snow, which had drifted around
them during the brief halt, stripped
the blanket from Wade's dead body,
and tucked it in about Carroll as best
they could.
Now keep kicking and thrashing
about. George. ordered the Sergeant
sternly. For Gods sake, don't so
to sleep. cr youth be where Jim is.
Well haul you out Of this, old man.
Sam, you take the rear. and hit Car.
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-01-30
Leon Auto Co., Leon, Iowa

mouth, so as to make the words carry
through the storm.
do you hear? We're within half
mile O. the river. Stir Carroll up!
Beat the life inter him! There's shell
ter and fire commit"
AS though startled by some electric
shock, Hamlin sprang forward. his
limbs Strengthening in response to-
fresh hope, plowed through the snow:
to Carroll's side, and shook and
slapped the fellow into semi-conscious-
ness.
We're at the river, George!" he
cried, jerking up the dangling head.
Wake up, man! Wake up! Do you
hear? Well have a fire in ten min
utes!"
The man made a desperate effort,
bracing his hands on the horses neck
and staring at his tormentor with dutll
unseeing eyes.
"Oh, go to hell" he muttered, and
went down again. ,s.t
Hamlin struck him twice, his chilled,
hand tingling to the blow, but the
inert figure never moved.
mo use, Sam. We've got to get on.
and thaw him out. Get up there, you.
pony!"
The ghostly shape of the hill was to,
their right, and they circled it's base
almost waist-deep in drift. This.
brought the wind directly into their
faces. and the horses baked, dragging:
back and compelling both men to beat
them into submission. WATSON was
jerking at the bit, his back turned so.
that he could see nothing ahead, but
Hamlin, flashing the rear animal with.
his quirt, still faced the mound. a.
mere dim shadow through the mists
Of snow. He saw the fash of yellow
fame that leaped from it's summit,
heard the sharp report of gun, and
saw WATSON crumble up, and go down,
still clinging to his horses REIN II
came so suddenly, SO Unexpectedly,
that the single living man left scarce.
ly realized what had happened. Yet
dazed as he wasA some swift impulse
flung him, headlong, into the snow
behind his pony, and even as he fell,
his numbed fingers gripped for the
revolver at his hip. The hidden Y
marksman shot twice, evidently dis.
corning only dim outlines at which to
aim; the red of discharge cut the
gloom like knife. One ball hurtled
past Hamlin's head; the other found
billet in Wade's horse, and the strick.
en- creature toppled over, bearing its
dead burden with him. The Sergeant
ripped OF his glove, found the trigger
with his half-frozen fingers, and fired
twice Then, with an oath, he leaped
madly to his feet, and dashed straight
at tho silent hill.
ITO he Cantinned
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-01-30

They Were Still Moving, Now Like
Snails.
to sit erect, but held by the taut blan-
ket, and gripping his horses ice-oov-
cred name. WATSON was ahead now,
dosgedly crunching path with his
feet, and Hamlin staggered along be-
hind.
Suddenly some awakened instinct In
the numbed brain of the scout told
him of change in their surroundings.
He felt rather than saw the difference.
They had crossed the sand belt, and
the contour of the prairie was rising.
Then the sCimarron was near! Even
as the conviction took shape, the
ghostly outline of small elevation
doomed through the murk. He stared
at it scarce believing, imagining de-
fusion, and then sent his cracked
voice back In; q shout on the wind.
We're thar, 'Brick!' My God, lad,
here's the 'Cimarron!.
q He wheeled about, shading his
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-01-30

roll whack every few minutes; I'll
break trail. Forward! now"
They plunged into it, blowing a way
through the drifts, the reluctant
horses dragging back at first, and
drifting before the fierce sweep of the
wind, in spite of every effort at guild
ance. 1t was an awful journey, every
step torture, but Hamlin bent to it,
clinging firmly to the bit of his ami
NAL, his other arm protecting his eyes
from the sting Of the wind. Behind,
WATSON welded a quirt, careless
whether Its lash struck the horses
flank or Carroll And across thou
sand miles of snow.covered plain, the
storm howled down upon them In re-
doubled fury, binding their eyes,
making them stagger helplessly be-
fore its blasts. ....
They were still moving, now like
snails, when the pale sickly dawn
came, revealing inch by inch the dread
desolation, stretching white and ghast-'
ly in slowly widening circle. The
exhausted, struggling men, more near.
ly dead than alive from their cease
less toll, had to break the film Of ice
from their eyes to perceive their sur
roundings. Even then they saw moth
ing but the bare, snow-draped plain,
the air full of swirling flakes. There
was nothing to guide them. no mark
of Identification; merely lorn barren
ness in the midst of which thcy wan
dered, dragging their half-frozen
horses. The dead body OF Wade had
stiffened into grotcscue shape, head
and feet dangling, shrouded in cling
ing snow. Carroll had fallen forward
across his saddle pommel, too weak
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-01-30


ina gination beginning to becEon. In
their weakness, deliriurl gripped their
half-mad brains, yielding new strength
TO fight the snow fiend. Aching in
every point, trembling from fatigue,
they dare rot rest an instant. The
wind, veering more to the east, lsshed
their faces like whip. They crouched
behind the horses to keep out of the
sting of it. crunching the snow, now
in deep drifts, under their half-frozen
feet.
Wade, young fellow not overly
strong, fell twice. They placed him
In the center, with Carroll bringing
UT the rear. Again he went down,
face buried in the snow, crying like a
babe. Desperately the others dashed
him into his saddle, binding blanket
about him, and went grimly stagger-
ing on. his limp figure rocking above
them. Hour succeeded hour in cease.
legs struggle: no one knew where they
ere. only the leader staggered on.
his eyes upon the compass. WATSON
and Hamlin took their turns tramping
a trail. the snow often to their knees.
They had stopped speaking, stopped
thinking even. All their movements
became automatic, instructive, the re-
suit of iron discipline. They realized
the only nope-attainmen of the CHM
AKRON bluffs. There was no shelter
there in the open, to either man or
horse; the sole choice left was to
struggle on, or lie down and die. The
last was likely to be the eld Of 1t.
but while a drop of blood ran red and
warm in their veins they would keep
their feet and fight.
Carroll's horse stumbled and rolled,
catching the numbed trooper under
his weight. The jerk on the lariat
flung Wade out of the saddle, dangling
head downward. With stiffened fin
gers, scarcely comprehending what
they were about, the Sergeant and
WATSON came to the rescue, helped
the frightened horse struggle to his
feet, and, totally blinded by the fury
of the storm which now beat fairly in
their eyes, grasped the dangling
body, swaying back and forth as the
startled animal plunged in terror. 1t
was corpse they gripped, already
stiff with cold, the eyes wide-open and
staring. Carroll, bruised and limplng,
came to their help groaning with
pain, and the three men together man
aged to lift the dead weight to the
horses back, and to bind it safely
with the turn of rope. Then, breath.
less from exhaustion, crouching be-
hind the animals, punched helplessly
together, the howl of the wind like
the scream Of lost souls, the three
men looked into each others faces.
II reckon Jim died without ever
KNOWN it," said the scout, breaking
again the film OF ice over his eyes, and
thrashing his arms. Il alters heard
tell it was an easy way o. goin'. Looks
to me he was better OF than we are
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-01-30
Beware of Ointments for Catarrh
that Contain Mercury.

mercury will surely destroy the sense of smell and
completely derange the whole system when entering
it through the mucus surfaces. Such articles should
never be used except on prescriptions from reputable
physicians, the damage they will do is ten fold to-
the good you can possibly derive from them Halls
Catarrh Cure, manufactured by +. j. Cheney 4 Co.
nay, acting directly upon the blood and mucus sur
faces Of the system. In buying Halls Catarrh Cure
be sure you get the genuine 1t is taken internally
and made in Toledo, Ohio, by +. j. Cheney q Co.
Testimonials are free
Sold by Druggists. Price 75c per bottle
Halls Family Pills are the best.
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Good; now come on after me.
He drove his horse forward, head
bent low over the compass, one arm
flung up across his mouth to prevent
inhaling the icy air. He felt the tug
Of the line; heard the labored breath
ing OF the next horse behind, but saw
The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1913-01-30

(To be Continued.)