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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
KEEPING OLDER
 GIRLS BACK

Somebody did a, golden deed;
 Somebody proved a friend in need;
 Somebody sang a, beautiful song;
 Somebody smiled the whole day long; Somebody fought a valiant fight;
 Somebody lived to shield the right
 Was that somebody you?''
 Upon the eldest girl of the family
 fall it's burdens. If the family has to
 struggle to make both ends meet, it Is
 always the eldest girl who goes
 bravely forth in search of employ
 boiling and her younger sisters at
 school. It is the pride of her life
 to see them develop into beautiful
 young womanhood.
 She has never had time in her life
 for music, but from her slender sal
 ary she ekes out enough to pay for her tuition, although it generally
 means, going without something of
 which she is in urgent need. Her one hope is that they will have hap py future.
 She does everything to make home bright for them. It is her tired fin 1 gers that toll patiently over the pret- I ty fancy. work that adorns the other | wise plain little parlor until it is CO., zy and honey.
 It is usually at this time that the Opportunity which it Is said knocks l at everyone's door taps on hers A
 man she has known in a. business way. and who has long admired her, breaks the ice of slight acquaintance ship and calls upon her.
 i It is a new experience in such d girls life for some one to come to see her, thus breaking the monotony of the long, dull evenings. On such occasion, the younger sisters would l do well to remember that the com
 pany is not theirs. Each sister should be accorded the privilege of enter taining, her own friends; this oppor- l tunity should begin with the eldest of the girls.
 A man may begin by being inter ested in one sister, his coming might | result happily for her. if there is no l interference. But who can gauge the heart of man? Where one is true and steadfast as the needle to ! the pole, unwavering in the interest ! which first brought him to the girls and his fancy veer if a different | daughter of the family was found to be fairer, more vivacious and enter l,tafning.aS The girl tired from her | daily duties in off1oes or shop is too | weary more often than not, to be as
 bright and fascinating as the younger | girl who has nothing else to think of Ibut entertaining. When she realizes that there is change in his atti- l tude, that she no longer holds first Iplace in his thoughts, the nobility in her nature asserts itself. She hides liner disappointment, smiles and makes the best of it. There are often mar l tyrs, angels that walk through the l world with folded wings. Often it's for the best. A better man awaits them.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

the artillery in Danzig. Hilda innIne- diately volunteered as a, nurse in the EppendCrfer Hospital. The Bran dis have in the army their three sons; the Bergens two; Elsa, Heinchen two and the son-in-law; Schiefers, only son; Sanders, Heinz; Fritz has water on the knee and follows later; the B1unenbachs in Hanover, four sons; Kerens, three; Ewald's son is wound ed at sLiege, but only slightly.
 We all share the same fate. We are no longer a people; we are one great family. Our Emperor was splendid. He clung to his ideal of peace until pushed to the furthest limit; then at the right moment he struck out, much too early for our enemies.
 We live modestIy, retrenching all that we can, to save for our soldiers.
 Pray for us. The old God is still living.
 It is a shame that Austria and Ger many are. the only nations of culture It seems that we wage war against Hottentots and cannibals A sol dier's honorable death can be borne by everybody; but to be butchered like beasts, as our men were in Bel gium, is against the rights of human ity.
 Do you remember how the French lied in 1870? Now all are lying as they did then. Of all we alone speak the truth. That is the final test of culture.
 Hamburg. August 16.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
LITTLE RENllNYS NOTE BOOK
By Eee Pmpa.


 Me and pop and ma was in the setting room last mite, pop srnoa1zing a segar and blowing the smoak up in the air and ma reeding the joaks avn the back page Of the papfr and me riteing a lettir to my cuzzin Artie, avn akkount of him beeing in the kunt1v for. a weak. and awl of a sud din sea, Pop do I haiT to rite a let a 1ettir to Artie jest bekause he rote yum to me
 In the best Of famerIles its kunsid- cred the thing to do, sed pop.
 well dident ask him to rite me Iettfr, sed And pop dident say enythlng. jest keeping avn, blowing smoah up in the air. and kepp avn rltef1g the 1ettIr and aftir vile I sed. Af5, will ink sianes kum awf Of pants
 Ifeh, scd ma, going avn reeding the ioaks and not laflng at them.
 Will ;5sk stancs k usn awf of pants. sed
 Wal for n1ersess sakes. Benny I.otts x41e moo pants, izent thar a diskFase. sed ma
 W1fl they. I sed.
 Nevvir mind weathir they will or notsssed n1as you had no bizniss get
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

His Tall Form Was Smothered ln an
 Ulster.
 you in the open boat. It Is no quarter from now on. shall have no mercy hereafter. 1 will know that you are only safe when you are dead.H
 He rose and motioned to the chair, an ominousnsws in word and gesture which compelled obedience. Fascinat- ed, panic stricken. she obeyed. while from his pocket be drew long loop of fine cord which he bound about her wrists and ankles, then strapped her securely in the chair. He stood off a moment. regarding his handiwork. then moved toward the door. s'You see have been prepared for the visit p he murmured. T will just be a little while, so don't be worried-this time.7 The door closed behind hiLn.
 A scant quarter of an hour that to her was interminable and the spy returned, the smile still playing about the corners of his mouth, a smile that matched poorly the agate expres- sion of his cold eyes He united the cords that had bound her, watching her curiously as she chafed the blood back to her hands.
 teYes," he answered her unspozen question. '.you may go now. I do not care any more whether you heed my warning or not. You have chosen to continue the war. 1 merely wish you to know what it means to you. have made arrangements that will look to your being cared for in San Francisco. so the end of this trip means nothing to you. Good night, Miss Lucille Love"
 It was as though his mockery, his gibing tones, were giant hands against her chestSpushing her through the door and upon the deck
 His threat of looking after her at the end of the voyage-his mockery-she must appeal to strong hands now.
 She could not imagine how, in free country, he could do anything Still, she knew Hugo Loubeque and the l knowledge terrified her. She decided to rely upon her vVomen's fragflity tO l gain the masters sympathy. She had reached this conclusion as the aston ished captain looked at her wan, mis- l erable face when he answered her 1 knocking. ,a assass l Swiftly. the words tumbling over one another in the nerve racking strain of
 trying to convince the man of the un- believable things she had gone through at the spy's hands, she poured out her whole story. Slowly. under the spell of an obvious sincerity. she saw ha was convinced.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
DOMESTIC HELPS AND
 AIDS TO HOUSEWIVES

Slowly. without removing the cigar from his mouth, he moved toward her. the hateful smile still upon his lips. He seated himself and studied hef carefully, speculatively.
 Lucille" he said slowly, 'T saw you on the deck. saw you go into the hold. saw you when the captain came to you, have watched you all the time. Do you know why did not give you away? It was because wanted to know exactly where you were all the time, because ! waented the feel of my finger upon you. I have waited for this moment. You recall what I told
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
Let The Young Man.
 Figure Out The Problem

Dear Miss Libbey:
 A year ago I worked in a factory where a young man was also em- ployed who wished to make my ac- quaintance but knew no one to in troduce us. have since quit that place, but see him on the street. He looks at me intent1y as if wishing me to encourage him to speak. Should I bow or smile? JENNIE.
 If the young man was as deeply snitten with you as you imagine, he couId<and would find some means of obtaining an introduction. Do not make his acquaintance without if you would have his respect
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
6dJu e rdcficdl Holne Drecg Ndking
 Lecconc
Pvebaved Especially Foy 7His Neq0sbabe,
 ky Pictorial Rsgfeap
ROSE LINEN FOR SMALL GIRLS.


 To cut the dress, first take an opes width of material On this arrange the right front and whole front gore of waist (A) and the left front. There will also be room on this place for the front and back yokes. Now double the cut the dounce, sleeve and side gores then. folding the remaining piece of material lay on the lengthwiee fold the back and back gore (B) and along a lengthwise thread the cuff and belt
 The front $ not tucked and stitched about an inch from the edge of creases. Close under-arm and shoulder seams and adjust yokes to position. stitching lower edges along double eooS perfora- tfons. centers and corresponding single small and large "Cr perforations even Gather edges of front. back and pun sleeve between double '',rT'' perfora- tions.
 Finish the sleeve with embroidery.
 For the skirt turn under the lower edge of 6ounce on single 70" perfora- tions. arrange on side gore notehes even Sew to gathered edge of waist. uotches even, small "o'' perforation at upper edge of side gore at under-arm seam. Bring folded edges of front and back gores to lines of small ''os' per- forations in side gore and nounce. notches even; press and close seams underneath, leaving edges to left o1 center-front free above triple asooo"
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
LAURA JEAN LIBBY'SH DAILY TALKS ON HEART TOPICS
 cCopvrsh4 Ao1s by cCaureN synmcateI

would answer it? NELLIE
 Hundreds of trivial communica- tions come with each mail to people before the public. There are em- pIoyees whose business it is to sort out this mass of correspondence, sitting the chaff from the wheat as it. were. These employees are, aged men whose experienced eyes take in at g. glance the nature of a letter. They have neither time nor the wish to wade through unnecessary pages and the letters of no consequence are con signed to the wastepaper basket. It is doubtful if tl2 motion picture hero would receive your communication.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
TO-DAY'S POEM
ACROSS THE SEA.

Across the the sea I heard the groans Of nations in the intervals Of wind and wave. Their blood and
 bones
 Cried out in torture, crushed by
 thrones, And sucked by priest1y canniba1s. I dreamed Of Freedom slowly gained By martyr meekness, patience, faith, And To, an athlete grin1y stained, With corded muscles battle-stained, Shouting Ii on the fields of death. I turn me, awe-struck, from the sight, Among the c1amoring thousands
 mute;
 only know that God is right, And that the children of the light Shall tread the darkness under foot. know the pent fire heaves it's crust That sultry skies the bolt will form To snite them clear; that Nature must The balance of her powers adjs1se, Though with the earthquake and the
 storm.
 God reigns, and let the earth rejoice! I bow. before His sterner plan, Dumb are the organs of my. choice; He speaks in battles, stormy voice, His praise is in the wrath of man. Yet, surely as He lives, the day Or peace He promised shall be ours. To fold the flags of war, and lay It's sword and spear to rust away, And SOW its ghastly fields with flow
 CTS.
 John Greenleaf whittier
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
MISS LIBBEY's REPLIES
 TO YOUR LETTERS
Address letters to Laura Jean LtD- bey, 91s President Street.
 Brooklyn, N. X.) tCorrect name and address must be given to insure attention.
 but not to print.s
Don't Play With Fire;
 It's Dangerot.

Dear Miss Libbey:
 had sweetheart loved dearly. She married another, but cannot forget her. I do not believe she .is happy with him. Do you think it would be wrong to call on them and ask her that She does not know :. still love her. CARL.
 With the world full of sweet, pret- ty, and lovable girls, why yearn for one who tethrew you sover'' for a man she liked better? One half of the worlds troubles come from men chas- ing up married sweethearts instead of letting them alone Keep away, Carl, letting well enough alone.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
Cream Cheese with Lettuce.

Let rich cream stand until it is we'll clabbered. When it is semi solid pour into a cheese bag aud let drip all night. When 1t is dry curd drop into a. bowl and strain over it a pint of thick, slfghtly sour cream: stir this in thoroughly, then drain and mix into the cllrcls a tablespoon full of dried and crumbled sage leaves and a saltsp oonful Of salt to a pint of tue curds. Be sure to remove all the sticks from the leaves Make the cheese into little rolls and sur round with crisp lettuce leaves. Serve with French, dressing.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

''I was introduced to a, very nice boy last winter and after when we have met by accident he has asked permission to walk home with me. He has never asked to visit me or take me out but I think he likes me- unused Gertrude.
 "It may be that your failure to in vite the young man into the house has made him hesitate to ask permission to call. Give him an invitation to call on you, but if he fails to take advan- tage of the privileges extended him do not give him a second invitation,'' re- piled her older, sister.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
\ CORNER FOR COOKS
Jellied BouilIon.

Make the jelly carefully and in the following manner: Gut into pieces one pound of soup meat and add just enough water to cover. Let stand for an hour, then cook it slowly m til all the nutrition is extracted from the meat Add salt to taste and d tablespoonful of savory soup herbs. Skim often. Strain and set in a, cool place. The more quickly the liquid is cooled the frmer the jelly will be. When chilled remove all the fat from the surface, break into small pieces. heap into bouillon cups and serve.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
Corn Fritters.

Scrape corn from six ears, three well beaten eggs, one teaspoonfu1 salt, flour and baking powder in proportion of three teaspoonfu1s to enc quart Mix corn. eggs and flour. Use. no milk Have frying pan hot with but ter and lard mixture Drop corn batter from tablespoon into hot fat, turn carefully and serve very hot.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
CHAPTER XIV.

Lucille Finds a Friend " " B summoned steward ana dis patched him for LOubeque, de manding an answer Evident A A ly the spy had been waiting some such thing, for he appeared quite promptly, his face worn and harried- He started violently at seeing Lucille, then took both her hands in his own and patted them soothingly, his voice the cajoling one with which one sOothes a child. The captains stern counte- nance had fallen. and the good man looked rather foolish
 'sMr Loubeque." he began abruptly '+this young lady has made complaint to me that you have threatened her with death Have you anything to say?'
 Certainly, I shall be more than pleased to look after her if the poor child has escaped the surveillance of her relatives. No friend could do less.' the spy answered suavely, and he touched his hand lightly to his head
 CTo Be Centinue0.j
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
She Should Consult
 A Hair Specialist
Dear Miss Liibbey.

Dear Miss Libbey:
 What can do with my hair, which is so full of oil I can do nothing whatever with it? Washing does no good WORRIED GIRL
 have heard that alcohol and wa ter, equal parts, used once a. fort night sparingly on the roots is good. would advise you, however, to con- suit a hair specialist or druggist about it.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

' -1nouga thia model xsens especially deszgned for small gtrss. it Is suitable for even .he schcel nias oS fourteen. It is fashionable developed in rose linen. trimmed with embroidery and fancy 5akxonn IL looks equally yell how- sve-. la ta1eta. serge or . non -tubbabie fabric
 tersaI required 1a 1S ynsds of ss-inch ftacss. The buttons and loops may be baiiesEs for about 4e eeuts H dozen. and the er,shroidery Is SO Rsmrte in design ti.ak i. -=--n .,e done by sbe 1hoxsss dress
 r.zsur4xs Review psstxsrs No. q !. zk A12&a-
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

The American Red Cross received a contribution of 1,200 from the Ameri- can League Baseball clubs and SS4s from the National league.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
Little Beauty Chats
 f5@Es BY BLANCHE BEACON
BY BLANCHE BEACON

: as each hair will be seized with a wild desire to o4outgrow its fellows. The
 results will be pleasing. to say noth- ing more.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

The first snow of the season dn New York state fell at Star Lake The snowfall was of an hours duration.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

ting eny avn them, the ideer, yure noo pants. you deserve to be punish ed for that, yung man cant you rite ink
 dident get eny ink avn me, ma,y I seds I was jest wundiring weather it wood kun awf if I did get sim avn.
 For the luv of Peet, sed pop.
 Benny, you give me that ink bot tles sed ma, you don't need to think you can give me a frite like that for nuthing. And she got up and calm ovir and took the ink bottiI way frurn. me, and I sed, Ge. ma, I got to finish this lettir, don't l.
 Finish it in pencil, sed ma.
 Wich F did. looking pritty funny, han ink and half pencil, but I put a postkripp in, saying. P. s. Please ex- kuse pencil. as ma took away the ink.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
One Sided Romance

Dear Miss Lfbbey: How can get a letter to a motion
 picture hero ?? Do you think he
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

James w Gerard; United States am bassador to Germany, is inclined to accept the nomination for United States senator from New York pro- viding he does not have to return to New Yorlr. to make a campaign.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

F. F. Rather. head of the Interna-
 tional Freight Traffic association Of Chicago, died at BTockville, Ont
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

Farmer Want Ads Ic a word
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

Etktle girls frock in rose coIored linen. trimmed with embroidery. The rsca
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11

Chinese Lily Bulbs, for. 25c JOHN RICK & SON
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
ass .. :. 10. la ana s4 years. Rrica.

Thess Dressmalng articles prepared especially HeyisWs
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-09-11
CONSTRUCTION. GUIDE

pereorAtfon in front gore fog npening. Turn hem at lower edge aE skirt on double .0o'' perfCYz%i&ra amd adjust belt.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1914-07-28
HILLS BORO,

Rev. U. B. Smith Of Ottumwa who
came down to attend the funeral of lit
tie Glen Bedford was in town Saturday,
Mrs. Amanda Bryant and daughters
Vera and Mildred of Enid, Okla, are
visiting at the c. e. Snnderson home
north of town.
Mr.. and Mrs Sam Downs are the
parents Of a daughter born Tuesday
July IA.
Mrs. Mae Newbold and daughter
Nina and Miss Nell Mogel Of Salem
left for a visit at tie DR.. Rex Graves
home in Storm Lake.
Mrs. c. F. Hoaglin and sons Harry,
Joe and c. F. went to Burlington yes
terday.
Mrs. Bell swink went to Bonaparte
Friday evening.
at the q. e. Sanderson home here Sun
day. ,@>
Joe Watson and wife and Mrs.
Eur1ice Watson exnect to leave Wed.
nesday on an overland trip to North
Dakota.
Mrs Clarence johnson of West Point
is visiting relatives here.
Mr.. and Mrs. A. !. Letter Of Ames
came down Saturday for a visit at the
formers home, Cedar Flat.
Mr.. and Mrs: John Carter were In
Mt. Pleasant Tuesday.
Mr. and Mrs. Allen Heaton Of Big
Mound entertained company OF
friends yesterday in honor Of his birth
day.
Mrs. J. w. Blackford returned Fri
day from West Branch and Mt. Pleas
ant.
Misses Bessie Newbold and Cora
Miller left for Lincoln, Nebr.. where
they will attend the wedding Of Lola
Martin.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1914-07-28
kIRkvlILE.

Edw Sears and Ernest Shaw wero
business callers In Ottumwa Monday.
Miss Vida Sears was shopping In
Ottumwa Monday.
Mr.. and Mrs. George Thompson spent
Tuesday at the home Of her sister Mrs
McDonough Of OskalooSa.
Miss Margaret Parks was shopping
in Ottumwa Tuesday.
Miss Eva Tailyro OF Lu Verne 10 Wis
iting relatives and friends here.
Mrs. Jim Reed and daughter Clara
and Lawrence are visiting with rela-
tives at Kansas City.
Mrs. Susan Tiffany spent Wednes-
day at the home of Mr.. and Mrs. jon
athan Parks.
Misses Merle and Bernice WEIGH
spent Wednesday at the home Of their
aunt Mrs. Yves Moore Of Cedar.
Misses Rilla Newell and sister Mrs.
John Lathrop departed Wednesday for
Hot Springs. 8. D., to visit with rela-
tives.
Mrs Dave Masters Of Hiteman Ia Wis
iting her mother Mrs. Eliza Pike.
Mrs Jonathan Parks and daughter
Margaret and Mrs. Susan Tiffany
spent Thursday at the home OF Mr..
and Mrs. Ed Bedford near Salem.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1914-07-28
Business Opportunities

A TIP FROM A SUCCESSFUL BUSI-
ness man. Buy direct from owners.
We own and control several thousand
acres Of eastern South Dakota and
Minnesota lsnC. which has been care
fully selected by men who know. All
proven corn, wheat, oats, potato, al
falfa land, and Ill bargains: can sell
on easy terms. Get married, young
man, buy farm, settle down and be
your own boss. Now Is the time to
start. Write rs for prices. terms, and
map. Railroad fare refunded to buy
ers Of quarter section. Otis & Co., POI
Fifth street, Des Moines, Iowa.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1914-07-28
PENNINGTON.

W. F. Rockwell and family left on
Monday for Minneapolis, Mimi, where
they will visit Mrs. Rockwell's brother
in-law E. K Forman and children.
Mrs. P. o. Peterson and daughter
Katherine are visiting friends at Cen
terville.
Miss Martha Alexander Is visiting
Rev. Wilson and family at Bonaparte
and attending chautauQua.
Mrs. Frank Collins Of Milton who
has been visiting her parents T. B.
French and wife, returned home Tues
day. She, was accompanied by Miss
Zone Collins who will be her guest.
Lawrence Jenkins has returned from
a visit with his brothers at Valley
Junction; he was accompanied home
by his nephews Lorengo and Frank
Edward Jenkins.
Emerson Brown Of Holly, Colo, ar
rived Friday to join his wife who has
been spending the summer with her
mother Mrs. Abigail McKiernan.