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Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22
Card Of Thanks.

We desire to express our sim
cere thanks to those who so will
ingly assisted as during the ill-
ness, death and burial of our
husband and father, Joseph Dein-
niger. Alice Deininger.
Ethel Deininger.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

Commerce, the new town north
of Miami, sports a bank, and is
rapidly taking on airs.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

The town was full Of candle
dates most all last week, and
from now on until election you
can expect to meet the candidate
at most any cross road, or on
most aHy street.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

Mr.. and Mrs. w, S. King left
Sunday morning for 4 visit in
Southeast Oklahoma. They will
20 to Eubanks, Okla, for 4
months stay, and from there
they will 90 to Idabel, Okla, for
a month,
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

Wonder what the life insur-
ance companies are doing in
Europe? They ought to do a
big business if the rate is not
prohibitive.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22
II Always Does the Work.

II like Chamberlain's Cough
Remedy better than any other, :"
writes R. E. Roberts, Homer
City, Pa. II have taken it off
and on for years and it has never
failed to give the desired results. |"
For sale by all dealers. Adv.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

]. S. Denton & Sons have
moved their store from Lincoln
Vile to Commerce.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

We understand the Hotel Bax-
ter will reopen under new man
agement before long.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

political ADVERTISEMENT
! Democratic Ticket.
For Governor,
GEO. H. HODGES.
For Lieutenant Governor,
JOHN E. WAGNER.
For Secretary of State,
B. e. BROWN.
For State Auditor,
PERRY CLEMENS.
For State Treasurer,
p. E. LAUGHLlN.
For Attorney General,
c. B. LITTLE.
For Superintendent Public instruction
ANNA E. ARNOLD.
For Superintendent of Insurance,
c. J. PETERSON.
For United States Senator,
GEO. A. NEELEY.
For Congressman Third District,
P. J. MCKINLEY.
County Candidates.
For Probate Judge,
F. A. JACKSON.
For Treasurer,
CHAIR ES Hi I.ER.
For County Clerk,
EMERSON HULL.
For Sheriff,
RALPH E. MARTIN.
For Register of Deeds,
JAMES A. ORR.
For County Attorney,
E. M. TRACEWELL.
For Clerk of District Court,
A. L. NICE.
For County Surveyor,
c. m. COOPER.
For Coroner,
GROVER TODD.
For County Superintendent,
E. E. STONEClPHER.
For Representative 22nd District,
GEO. w. HARLEY.
For Representative 23rd District,
R. L. ARMSTRONG.
For Commissioner fist District,
w. S. COON.
For High School Trustee 1St District,
OSCAR CARTER.
For High School Trustee End District,
J. B. HEFFELFlNGER.
For High School Trustee 3rd District,
JAMES FORBES.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

The big grocery firm of Ha-
vens of Joplin has opened a store
in Miami, and already the little
fellows down there are quaking.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22
Progressive Meeting

G. E. Bertch, Progressive can
didate for congress from the
Third district, will speak in this
city on Saturday afternoon, Oct.
81. He is said to be a very force
full speaker, and will no doubt
have a big audience.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

Frank Congdon and son, Ed,
and brother, Will, have just fin
ished putting in AS acres OF
wheat on the Crawford land
southeast of town.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

" K. W. Smith of Carthage il
the new druggist at A. r. Kane's
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

A lot of Bakeries saw the
elephant in Joplin last Thursday.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

Last week we mentioned the
disaster which overlook the big
Barnes & Mcconnell Tar creek
mill, but the damage was not as
great as we we're told. The loss
Is only about $25OO. The main
mill building was not destroyed,
but the stacks and elevator were
demolished. 1t is being repair
ed, and will soon be ready for
use again.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

The report of the burning OF
the nice home Of ]. P. McNaugh'
ton, mention of which was made
in this paper last week, was true.
The house was totally destroyed.
It was the incest country home
in Ottawa county, and cost twelve
thousand dollars to build. Mr..
McNaughton always kept it in
fine condition.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

Why would it not be a good
idea to organize a fair associa-
ton in Baxter Springs? We
mean one of the old-fashioned
kind, where the big pumpkins,
big corn and everything else of
that sort could be put on display
at the close of the farm season.
Baxter Springs used to, many
years ago, have such an institu.
ton, and it was a success, too.
The old.fashioned country fair is
coming back, and Baxter ought
to have one. We would be pleas
ed to hear some discussion along
this line.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

The sunshine which blessed
this section of country Friday
was indeed welcome. 1t was the
first time Old Sol cast his vel.
come rays on us in about a week.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22

The girl who gads the streets
soon loses the respect of people
who have to be on the streets.
Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1914-10-22
TN HOT WEATHER

M cooling. cleansing. Identifying sascs Of BeEg
AiabasisF Balm 4 most pleading 70 NE Gkin. a,
DruggisS OF 1snt post paid on reosipt Of prico bo
DSggs nassissiuring c.. I6Do ogdsn Ave-
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-17
What or Mistah Buzzard Saw.

OF Mistah Buzzard, looking down
from high UP in the blue, blue sky, was
anxious. Yes, sir. or Mistah Buzzard
was very anxious. He wanted to do
something. but he didn't know what to
do, and SO he just did nothing but float
around and round up in the blue, blue
sky watching for something to happen.
Its jes' bound to be something ter
rible," muttered or Mistah Buzzard to
himself. Its jes' bound to be, and nah
oil haid am too thick TO to think Of
anything to do to stop it,.
You see it was this way Looking
down that way from high up in the
blue, blue sky or Mistah Buzzard can
see all that goes on in the Green
Meadows and much in the Green For
est. for his eyes are very keen. He had
seen old Granny Fox lead Bowser the
Hound straight over to the home OF
Old Man Coyote in the far corner of
the Green Meadows. and he had seen
with his terrible gun. Then he had
seen him leave Bowser on guard and
hurry home, only to return with his
hands full of cruel steel traps. He had
watched him take the greatest pains
In setting those traps. one in each of
Old Man coyotes three doorways, and
others in his private little paths. He
had watched him cover them up SO
that not trace OF them was to be
seen. and then start off home, sure
that Old Man Coyote would be caught
as soon as he tried to come out.
OF Mistah Buzzard was sure of it
too, and 1t was this that troubled him
so. If Old Man Coyote had been any
where above ground he could have
found him and given him warning.
But he wasn't above ground. He was
down in his house under ground Mis-
tab Buzzard knew. because he saw
him go there just before old Granny
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-17

went back to finish, and something in
them told him the story. Suddenly he
knew why the manager frowned-what
getting hers meant. lie knew even
more than that. His mother had told
him how bright and easy everything
would be If she made good this week.
and now he knew she hadn't. He was
filled with resentment at the folks
out front" and suddenly a big idea
took possession of him. Anybody would
love the lullaby songs she made up for
him Why hadn't she thought to sing
them?
Hardly had La Bellies last note died
away before Bobby came running out
to the footlights, clappinS his hands
and crying:
Sing them, Sleep. Little Bobby Boy"
mother"
For an instant she hesitated. Some
one laughed, then some one clapped.
and La Belle caught her boy IN her
arms and bowed. But the clapping be
came clamor and in answer to
Bobby's pleading she started slowly
across the stage. singing the beloved
melody. her body swayinS gently to
the rhythm of the music. She forgot
every one; she didn't try single funny
step; just went on singing in her own
sweet way. AS she disappeared in the
wings there was an eXpectant hush all
over the house: then the audience
broke loose. Here was something good
something they liked. and they
manager smile. Then ne realized how
sleepy he was and his tired little head
rested on La Bellies shoulder as she
bowed herself out mid a storm of APP
plause.
CTHE END
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-17

was no way of getting word to him.
Mistah Buzzard didn't dare drop down
on the ground so as to stick his head
in at one of the doorways and warn
him because he was afraid of those
trips himself. So there seemed to be
nothing he could do but wait and
watch.
Now. it wasn't because he had any
special liking for Old Man Coyote that
or Mistah Buzzard was SO anxious and
feeling SO bad. 1t was because traps
are such dreadful things. no matter
who is caught in them.
"Ah wouldn't want nah worst enemy
to be caught in one Of those contrap-
tions! No, sab. All cert'nly would not"
said he, shaking his head as he flew
round and round. He was so wor-
ried that he quite forgot to eat. Late
in the afternoon, just before jolly round
red Mr.. Sun started down behind the
Purple Hills for the night, OF Mistah
Buzzard's sharp eyes saw a movement
In one of Old Man Coyotes doorways
Hes coming out now. and he'll be
caught sho' enough" thought he, and
for second he closed his eyes so as
not to see. But somehow he Just had
to look. and when he did. what do
you think he saw He couldn't believe
his own eyes. If he could have done
such thing way up there in the air
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-17

waited her turn in the wings, listening
to others. The applause had hardly
died away when she took her place be-
fore the footlights. She sang her best
| tricks of her more fortunate fellow
artists, but she only got one half
hearted curtain call. After the per
| Torrance that night she crept in be-
side the little chap, and wondered
what was to become of them. She had
| had such bright dreams OF keeping him
with her. and of teaching him herself
| for the first few years as they Travelled
! together from one town to the next
When she became one of the head
| liners" and the boy was old enough
he should go to college. Once she had
even imagined how fine it would be
I when her son brought some of the
boys" to see his mother. With this
| picture in mind she had made her
dainty frock for the "try-out" 1t was
just low enough at the throat to be
pretty; just short enough to be grace
| full and look well when she danced.
! She had even chosen the stately. dig
, nified steps of the minuet and selected
! her songs with the idea that her boy
would never be ashamed of her.
Then. too. La Belle was an idealist.
She felt sure that even In this craze
for the most daring acts one that
appealed to the finer sense was sure
| to get it's reward. Most of these
views had changed gradually between
Monday and Friday. They had been
| forced into the background by the
bare fact that a living must be earned
for herself and Bobby.
When she woke that Friday morning
her vision of college had nearly faded
and the horror of what the evening
might bring forth almost drove her
J frantic She glanced at the calendar
with the faint hope that she might
! mistaken in the day-but, not was
|
was the 18th. La Belle was seized with
d hopelessness that even Bobby's gay
| chatter couldn't drive away. While
fixing a slice of bread for him she cut
herself badly. and. turning quickly to
the dresser for a bandage. she knocked
over the inkweIl. The shiny black
liquid spread itself ereedily over a
large portion of her dress. When she
had at last tied up her finger and was
struggling to eradicate the spots the
landlady came i'll and announced there
would be no one in the house that
evening. and she had better not leave
BobbN.' This was the last straw
Bobby had always gone to bed like a
little major at 1870. giving his mother
just time to tuck in the covers. kiss
him good night and then hurry away
to the theater. For time La Belle
was tempted to give up. Something
terrible was sure to happen this dread
full day, which, however, finally
dragged itself to a close.
! In his mothers dressing room that
night Bobby sat on trunk and
watched with big. wondering eyes. His
face lighted up when he saw the
sparkling dress: he clapped his hands
with delight when she left her hail
fall in curls over her white shoulders
She did this for him sometimes when
she put him to sleep at night. I,
startled him a little when he saw hei
fully made up. 1t was hard to realize
that this was his really, truly mother
but when she caught him in her arms
lsang the dear songs they had made
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-17
BOOKS RECEIVED.

LEFTY o. THE BUSH. BY Burt L.
Standish, author of Lefty O. tho
Big League" etc. illustrated. New
York: Barse & Hopkins.
ADVENTURES WHILE PREACHING
THE GOSPEL OF BEAUTY. By
Nicholas Nachel Lindsay. New York:
Mitchell Kennerley.
THE LITTLE KING. BY witter Byn-
ner. New York: Mitchell Kenner-
ley.
THE GYPSY TRAIL; An Anthology for
Campers. Compiled by Pauline Cold
mark and Mary Hopkins. New York:
Mitchell kennerley.
OUR KNOWLEDGE OF THE EX-
TERNAL WORLD; Az q Field for
Scientific Method in Philosophy. BY
Bertrand Russell. NJ. A, +. r. S. Chi
cago: Open Court Publishing Com
pany.
and Its Message. BY Thomas Milton
Stewart, past master Avon Lodge.
No. b4a. F. & A. NJ, etc. Cincinnati:
Stewart & Kidd Co.
LIFE AND LAW; The Development and
Exercise Of the Sex Function. To-
Eether with a study of the Effect Of
Certain Natural and Human LAWS
and a C0nsiderBtss,a of the Hygiene
of Sex. By NJ adv Glasgow. NJ n
New York: G. r. lutnams Sons.
GIFANJALL A collection of prose
TRANSACTIONS made by the author
from the original Bangal. By
Rabindranath Tagore. Introduction
by W. b. Yeats. New edition. New
York: The Macmillan Company.
PAGAN POEMS. BY Franklin Henry
Giddings. New York: The Mac
milan Company.
SWORD BLADES AND POPPY SEED.
By Amy Lowell. author of "A Dome
of Many Colored Glass" New
York: The Macmillan Company.
BORDERLANDS AND THOROUGH
FARES. By Wilfrid Wilson Gibson.
author of Daily Bread" etc. New
York: The Macmillan Company.
PRINCIPLES OF TAXATION, By
Hastings Lyon. author of Capital
ization-A Book on Corporation
Finance" Boston: Houghton Mif-
fin Company.
THE THINGS THAT COUNT. Novel;
lied from the play by the author.
BY Laurence Eyre. Illustrated. Bos-
ton: Little, Brown & Co.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-17
Virginia Governors Mansion.

FROM the Richmond Times Dispatch
The spirits of history. of sentiment
ana OF beauty rise to form triple alli-
ahce In protest against the pro-
posal to remodel the first floor of the
governors mansion. To them it is al
most an act of vandalism to break the
splendid sweep of the central hall with
stairway. to obstruct the view from
the entrance. to obliterate the effect of
space given by the wide interior en-
frances to right and left. to instill Il
cfamped feeling into all who enter, to
make any changes in an interior the
most distinctive historically and archi-
tecturally of all the state executive
mansions There are improvements to
De made in the rooms of the upper
uoor. and probably in other parts of the
mousse Smaller and more bedrooms, for
instance. are needed. But the first
moor can only be ruined by the con-
sempiated improvements Rich in
history, beautiful in design and COM
loftaole in arrangements it should not
be touched
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-17

poisonous dust rose from the chasms.
The sea retreated half I. league from
Callao. gathered strength from some
unknown. hidden places. and. with
cosmic roar. rushed over the entire
city, ingulfing it and carrying all the
ships in the harbor across its walls
and towers to be stranded in inland
gardens" For contrast, there is a
happier presentation OF the Lima of
today Added to the keen interest of
the text are many reproductions from
photographs.
THE COPY CAT and Other Stories. By
Mary E. wilkins Freeman. author
of "Jerome-A Poor Man." etc. Illus
trated. New York: Harper &
Brothers.
In this collection of short stories OF
| village life the author conveys the
realism characteristic of her work
DIR. Trumball always prescribes for you
when you go to his part of the coun-
try; the neighbors. men and women,
good and bad, are the same dear souls
, you have come across in other villages,
and the children are the very same
youngsters you used to play with
never mind how many years ago-when
| the world was young. In the opening
| sketch Amelia Wheeler. plain child
addicted to out-grown ginghams. imi-
! tates fairylike Lily Jennings with
such pathetic insistence that the other
children call her Copy Cat" An un-
| expected shedding of ugly clothes
| transforms wistful worship into the
| joyous equality of comradeship that
| but it wouldn't be fair to tell the
plot. The same little girls dance in
and out of other sketches: One in
| which Johnny Trumbull. who can
''whop' any boy in school, forgets for
T. one awful minute that his stately
maiden aunt isn't another boy to he
| whopped, and another in which lonely
| little Content Adams plays with an
| imaginary sister until Johnny. whose
| healthy mind holds no regard for psy-
Geological relatives, routs Big Sister
! Sally" back to the myth world, where
she belongs. There are a dozen stories
| in all, most of them illustrated, and
while the plot of each is but a mere
thread. the thread is purest gold.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-17

I'D together and whirled about with
his face pressed close to her neck. ne
knew that nothing in the world could
change her
Later Bobby sat with mis- mother and
watched the singing and dancing from
the wings. He laughed out loud at the
comedian and the Japanese jugglers
were a source of great wonder. Then
there were the trained dogs. Bobby
had never seen SO many dogs in his
life He had no idea they could sit
up and eat from table like real folks
One fluffy white one WAS dressed up
like lady and walked across the stage
carrying "a parasol. Bobby had grown
la new respect for dogs when one OF
them came. after the act, and jumped
into his lap and licked his hands Just
like an ordinary dog-he had almost
expected the dog would speak to him.
But the disappointment was soon for
gotten when mother whispered to him
to keep real still, and went tripping
out on the stage.
Bobby wondered vaguely why no one
clapped as they had when the others
came out but this was soon forgotten
as he listened to her singing. Bobby
had never heard these songs before
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-17

ready wit, the intuitfve arrival at far
places while others are Flooding their
way thereto, the loyalty to cause and
friend are all here in an abundance
that makes this a captivating and dis
tinguished book of recollections
LETTERS OF A SELF-MADE FAIL
URE. BY Maurice Switzer Illus
trated by Frank Goodwin. Boston:
Small Maynard & Co.
These letters from one brother to an
other are made up of hard sense and
justified, one thinks, in assuming that
the career of the phenomenal man has
very few points of contact for the av-
erage youth. He is unassailably right,
one thinks also, in taking it for grant
ed that the ups and downs of some
one within the boys own range of Wis
ion and pursuit are infinitely more
helpful to him than are the wonder
working lives of the captains of in
dustry or the kings of this, that or the
other domain of current life. 1.-The
trouble with me-" says Brother Jim
in a letter to Brother Bob, was I'M
bounded confidence in my ability, with
no appreciation of my limitations. I'm
afraid you have a faint of the same
disease; it's hereditary: so I'm going
to hang out red light to keep you
from tripping over yourself This is
the keSHote OF lneSe letters. All
through them runs the idea, expressed
in brotherly bluffness, that every one
cannot be great, but that most men
could be useful and reasonably success
full and happy if they only knew their
Limitations. This peculiarly worth
while book is addressed to that great
multitude who think they have missed
the shining mark. 1t is not guide
to success, but rather a brief to prove
that every man has a place in the
world. and that it is within his power
and ability to ornament that place,
provided he is not trying to be some
body else
CATHEDRALS AND CLOISTERS OF
NORTHERN FRANCE. By Elise
Whitlock Rose. author of "Cathe-
drals and Cloisters of the Isle de
France" etc. illustrated from orig
inal photographs by Vida Hunt
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-10-17
Francis. New York: G. P. Putnam's


The two volumes of this issue COM
plete the ten years work of this author
and this Illustrator on the cathedrals
and cloisters of all France. Earlier
editions cover this subject in southern
France, in the midlands. and in the Isle
de France. The study in hand includes
the cathedrals and cloisters of Alsace-
Lorraine, Champagne, The Nivernals.
Maine. Anjou and Laval. An abundance
of beautiful pictures. vivid descriptions,
bits of history and illuminating stories
serve here to recreate the medieval
period, wherein ambition. aspiration,
faith, love, genius and war. even, eX-
pressed themselves in these forms of
lasting beauty. The series rounds to a
work of high value to students of his
tory and art. AS mere books. too. these
are beautiful and impressive publica-
tions. This is the timely completion Of
a monumental enterprise that, delayed
beyond this point, might by stress of
current events never have been COM
pleted at all.
THE TORCH OF LIFE. BY Rachel
Swete Mcnamara, author of THE
Fringe of the Desert" etc. New
York: G. p. Putnam's Sons.
On their wedding day the motor, TAX
ing them from the ceremony to some
where, ran away, or otherwise behaved
itself in the lawless manner that motors
are SO wont to assume. This accident
changed Arnot Fleury from handsome,
lusty bridegroom to a helpless paralytic.
And for ten years Titan Fleury was the
wife of a dead man. The real story opens
with Arnot buried, and Titan lovely
widow of thirty. From this point the
romance runs along with the gradual
awakening of a Sleeping Beauty under
the warming rays of life and love. both
of which hitherto passed her by. Venice
is the setting of this emergence from
the land of sleep. And the background
is lovely. and convincing, as is that of
of the Desert" The story just misses
the convincing point. because the wom-
an is unreal. Not even her marvellous
beauty can convince the reader that she
is not both dull and vapid To be sure,