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, 1915-12-16
Geary-Bennett Bersmann.

Saratoga, for the third time in
SIX months, is holding the sack
for a departed friend who forgot
to settle all accounts before leav.
ing. W. g. Geary was the first.
he came in here last spring and
went into the auto repair business
and was helped by all to make a
go OF it as Saratoga needed a good
man who would always be on
hand. 70 that end he was trust
ed by nearly everyone in town
but one day, late in the summer
when business got slack, he pulled
out leaving about $500 of unpaid
accounts. The worst of his 60
ing, though, was the fact that he
left a wife stranded among stran-
gers, as she had just come here a
short time before.
The next skipper" was young
Joseph Bennett, who came here as
the agent of the German-Ameri-
can Life Insurance Co. Joe was
born here, and working on &C.
quaintances, he got" nearly ev-
erybody in town. He finally left
one evening with his board bill
unpaid at the hotel. He was APP
pretended in Laramie, taken from
the train and back to Rawlins,
where he settled most of this &C.
count and expenses, which am
ounted to over 500. Still, that
did not satisfy about a dozen 9TH
ers who held the sack for from S.
to $50 each, making a nice total.
Carl Bergman, an auto me-
chanic, who came here from no.
where in particular, bringing a
wife from L%ongmont, Colo, set up
in business. He got along very
well because for a while he paid
all accounts promptly until every
one had confidence in him. He
finally pleaded that he could not
collect the money due him and
having plenty of work several adj
vanced him credit. and on Sunday
afternoon he skipped, taking his
wife, and leaving a lot of unpaid
accounts.
One man offers to put up 500
to get the three of them back
here, or any one of them, and
give them a public whipping or
a coat of tar and feathers and
turned loose at the edge of town
some frosty morning.
, 1915-12-16
LOOT. Elections.

At the meetings the first of the
month Saratoga Lodge No. 43 and
the Rebekah branch elected their
officers for the ensuing terms and
installation will take place the
first meetings in January. The
elective officers in the l. o. o. f,
were D. 3. Richmond, Nc ; Hans
Christensen, V.G.; S. F. Karnes,
Secretary; E. M. Greene, Treas
urer.
The "Beckies" elected, Mrs
Emma Walker, Nc, Mamie Will.
COX, V.G., Anna Crawford. Score
tary, and Mrs. Karnes, Treasurer
1t is expected that both orders
will spread a lunch after the in.
stallation, at which all visiting
members are cordially invited.
, 1915-12-16
New Auto Man.

@. E. Harvey informed us yes
terday that he has been in COM
munication for some time with an
A-grade automobile repairer of
Denver and hat this man had de-
cided to come, arriving today. He
will take up his work in the black
smith shop of Mr.. Harvey. This
man comes well recommended and
it will be a good plan for those
having "sick" cars to get them
fixed up during the winter before
the spring rush.
, 1915-12-16

at, We recently had the pleasure
OF a 600 mile ride in the Baby
Grand" made by the same firm,
and we feel that we can recon-
mend this little car as the best we
have ever seen anything near it's
price. 1t is supposed to be a bet
ter car in some ways than the
baby Grand" and we can vouch
for that car.
, 1915-12-16
GIFTS
e,-,.ora Stores Well Filled With Ap-
nropriate Gifts for all the Family.

We made a tour of the main
,,ores of Saratoga and looked over
the many useful and beautiful
Gifts on display by each. We find
a strong tendency among both
bnvers and merchants to select
really useful presents. To this
end W. P Hays, the "Rexall
! Store" has dozens of valuable
Gifts in toilet articles, books, diff
ferent kinds of sets of useful
| things, besides many single arti-
cIes too numerous to mention,
outside of stating the fact that
none of them are useless gifts
W. c. Edwards has many little
things in leather goods, such as
purses, hand bags, belts, besides
fur rrgs, and, if needed, chaps
and saddles
Down at the Cosgriff Brothers
store we found Manager Mace up
TO his neck selling toys and a
thousand and Que useful things
from handkerchiefs to clothing.
He has nice toys and a large as
sortment of mems, women's and
children articles; some excellent
sets of different kinds gotten up
IN Christmas boxes-all attractive
and welcome gifts.
In the Saratoga Grocery we
found cut glass and hand-painred
china. Is there anything nearer a
woman's heart than hand-painted
china or cut glass? Manager Kick
ok has many novelties and books.
All his Christmas goods are both
useful and ornamental, to say no.
thing of the goodies in fancy
groceries, green vegetables, fruit,
and above all good treatment.
We went in to Tilton & Sons
place to see what they had that
would attract the Christmas shop
per and bless your soul We found
more stuff than we ever imagined
existed in the hardware line. Car
wing sets, chatting dishes, knives,
china sets, sleds, skates, and good
ness knows what all.
Well, if Platte Valley buyers
can't satisfy themselves with what
they can find in the above-men-
toned stores, they will indeed be
hard to please. Any and all gifts
we saw on display would warm
the heart of an editor even, except
perhaps some of those delicate
gifts for ladies.
Take in the ROW" and see for
yonrselt-then go draw on the
bank and help yourselves, butt
Oh, yes, we came very near over
LOOKING il. NSha~ IT, .l,r 49,
, 1915-12-16
Washington News

JS Sonco III LOT nearly
two million dollars in the estim-
ates sent to congress this week,
fo1 lis government irrigation pro.
Jects, $o50,000 being the amount
asked for the Fort Laramie unit,
$4,000 for the Shoshone project,
and $250,0OO for the interstate ca
nal. A total of 1854. 200 is asked
for for road work, distributed as
follows: Roads in the Yellowstone
park to Belt line, $3S, 100; roads
east, $500; widening roads east,
$4,000; roads south, $4,000.
In the present congress but two
members of the senate, Gallinger
and Lodge, outrank the two Wy
oming senators in length of ser
vice. Senator Clark comes third
on the list, his service dating from
January, 1895, about three months
previous to Senator Warren's en-
tering the senate. This rank en-
titles both senators to recognition
in all manner of matters here of
Importance TO the people of Wy
oming, and that much better
equips them for effective service.
Length of service in congress and
on committees entities a member
to selection as conferee when i'm
portant bills are taken up for final
shaping into law-giving a very
great power in many instances in
shaping legislation. Sen. Clark's
rank, for example, gives him the
right to be named c~onferee on all
public land bills sent to confer
ence; Senator Warren, as senior
member of the Committee on APP
preparations, has the same right
when appropriation bills are sent
to conference. As conferees, our
senators have a great deal to say
in finally determining just how
the law shall read-and in more
than n instance have been able
to use this power for the benefit
of the people of Wyoming, as they
undoubtedly will be able to do in
the present congress.
Congressman Mondell is out
ranked in the House by but Il
members who have served longer
than he, out of the total of 435
members. OF the Republican
members Mr.. Mondell stands 10th
on the list.
The popular idea is that the
Wilson administration is opposed
to issuing bonds for national de-
Tense because it fears the political
consequences. Maybe so, but the
real reason underlies that, Ii
bonds were issued, the money 80
raised must be expended for the
particular purpose. If the in
creased tax plan advocated by the
president is used, the money
would go into the treasury and
could be expended for any pur'
pose. With the bond money they
could only build defense battle
ships and buy ammunition; with
the tax money they could do thii
and also meet the tremendous de-
6cits in the ordinary running ex'
penses of the government. 10 ID
sue bonds would expose the Dem
ocrats to the double criticism Of
resorting to bonds and incapacity
to conduct the government; to tai
while it will make some "holler'
at the increase-will enable thu
administration to cover up its In
efficiency in management an'
meet the deficits.
Gard Of Thanks.
, 1915-12-16
Gard Of Thanks.

We wish to thank our friends
for their kindness during the ILL
ness and death of our father and
grandfather.
Mr.. and Mrs. G. T. Holck,
Mr.. and Mrs. Fred Holck.
, 1915-12-16
Card Of Thanks.

We wish to thank all who as
sisted US during the last illness
and death of our beloved mother
Mr.. and Mrs. Q. S. Taylor,
P. F. Welsh.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-24
A Dandelion Story

Once upon a time in a tiny green
camp by the roadside lived a soldier all
alone. He had Travelled a long way from
a dark underground country, bent on
seeing the world. The first thing he
saw was a broad field, full Of waving
banners; and he thought, What
beautiful place have discovered" and
pitched his tent among the green
grasses.
The raindrop elves saw how tired and
dirty he was from his long journey
northward and soothed him with stories
and refreshed him with a shower BATH
Through the clouds came the sunbeam
fairies, bringing him a handsome uni
form OF green and gold and a culver OF
golden arrows. Then the soldier was
very happy, and smiled out at passers-
by, cheering many a weary traveller
with a glimpse Of his sunny face.
BY and by spring went away over
the hill-tops. The birds had finished
building their nests, and the butterflies
and grasshoppers came to herald sum-
mer. Then the soldier began to feel
tired, and knew he was growing old.
His gay uniform had faded. and the
golden arrows had turned to silver. and
the wind brownies shot them far away.
So the soldier crept down among tho
green grasses, and his little camp was
left empty Everywhere his silver ar
rows fell there blossomed bright gold
en- flowers, -"dandelions," children
called them.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-24
A Fairy Story - By a Keo
sauqua Junior, Vera
Louise Wolf

Once there was a farmer who had
very old horse. This horse could not
work any more, so the farmer told him
if he would bring him lion to work In
his place he would keep him, and IT he
didn't he would make him leave, So the
horse went away and one day he met a
fox The fox said, Mr.. Horse, what
makes you look so sad?
NV master told me ! was too old
to work but If I would bring him lion
he would keep me, and he knew I could
not do that
The fox said maybe I can help you
some. The horse said he would be very
thankful for help. The fox told the
horse to lie down and be very quiet
until he returned The fox, went away
to a lions den and told the lion he
knew where there was dead horse
that would make him a fine meal, so
he took the lion to where the horse was
laying. He told the lion he would tie the
horses tail to his tail, but instead he
tied his tail to the horses and then
tapped the horse on the shoulder. The
horse gave spring and started with
the lion. He took him to his masters
door. The master met him and told him
he was better horse than he thought
he was and he would have happy
home the rest of his life.
Vera Louise Wolf. age 10,
Keosauqua. Iowa
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-24
THE ROSE OF SHARON.

OF the many names given to our
Savior. the Rose Of Sharon is the most
beautiful. This little hymn was written
on the shores Of the Mediterranean,
amid the fragrance Of ever blooming
roses, and beneath the farther shores,
and Of the purity and loveliness of the
life Of our Savior, mingled unconscious
" with the surrounding beauty and
took form in this little poem and mel
ody:
There's Rose that is blooming for
XIV you, friend,
There's a Rose that is blooming for
mo;
It's perfume Is pervading the world,
friend,
It's perfume is for you and for me.
Long ago in the valley so fair, friend,
Far away by the beautiful sea,
This pure Rose in its beauty first
bloomed, friend,
4 And it blooms still for 70 uand for
me.
All In vain did they crush this fair
flower, friend,
All in vain did they shatter the tree.
For Its roots, deeply bedded, sprang
forth, friend,
And 1t blooms still for you and for
me.
Refrain
There's Rose, lovely Rose,
Rose that blooms for me, Rose
n that blooms for you,
$And its beauty all the world shall see;
It's perfume is for you and for me.
Inscribed to Mrs. Palmer. Written
March !. 1872
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-24
THE HANDSHAKE

He may be rich for all know,
He may be clever in his way;
A dozen men may come and 60
To do his bidding, day by day;
He may be really on the square,
Perhaps for what is fine he stands; .
To know him better don't care
Since we shook hands
His fingers barely closed in mine,
He didn't look me in the eye;
He did not give pressure fine,
But in my hand he let his lie.
AS dead and cold as any fish
That's long been washed upon the
sands;
To know him further I've no wish
Since we shook hands,
like the good old hearty grip
From men who look me in the face
And clasp my hand in fellowship.
They are the men that embrace,
I'm glad to pass the others by,
And join with that true hearted band
That looks a brother in the eye
And grasps his hand.
Detroit Free Press.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-24
The Story of a Little Black
Lamb = BY Martha
Elizabeth MuldOOn

Once upon a time there was a little
BOY. His name was little Black Sambo
His mother was black Mumbo ana MS
father was black Jumbo.
Black Jumbo bought him pair OF
purple shoes with red soies and inning
and a green umbrella. Black Mumoo
made him a red coat and blue trousers
One day he put on his fine clothes
and went into the woods for walk.
By and by he met a tiger. The tiger
said to him: Little Black Sambo,
am going to eat you up"
ooh. please Mr.. Tiger. don't eat me
up. ri give you my little red coat SO
the tiger got Little Black Sambo's req
coat.
Then he went on and then he met an
other tiger who said: Little BLACK
Sambo, am going to eat you up
Don't eat me up I'll give you my
blue trousers" said Black Sambo. so
the tiger got Black Sambo's olue
trousers.
Little Black Sambo met another
tiger who said II am going to eat you
up" Little Black Sambo said: NO, Mr.
Tiger, don't eat me up. I'll give you my
purple shoes. You can wear them on
your ears" This tiger got Little BLACK
Sambos shoes.
Then he met another tiger who said
II am going to eat you up
"Oh, no Mr.. Tiger. Don't eat me up.
I'll give you my umbrella. You can
wear it by tieing a knot In your tall.
SO Little Black Sambo didn't have any
more clothes.
Then the tigers got into fight to see
who was grandest. They had taken on
their clothes SO Little Black sambo got
his clothes back ,...
Presently Black Jumbo came along
and they had all melted into butter, SO
he gathered it and took 1t home TO
Black Mumbo, who made some pan
cakes for supper.
Black Mumbo ate twenty-seven,
Black Jumbo ate fffty-five and Little
Black Sambo ate one hundred ana
seventy-nine because he was so hungry.
Martha Elizabeth Muldoon, age 9,
Chillicothe, Ia, r. No. l..
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-24
Mary Martha Hill Visits Site
of Her Grandfather's
Home, Now Wishard
Place
Dear Juniors:

Dear Juniors:
am little girl whose home used to
be in Ottumwa About two years ago
we came to Moberly, Mo. But we get
the Daily Courier, and so enjoy getting
the news from our old home.
I will tell you about my great gra nd :
father, Martin Warner, who with his
wife and five small children came over
land from Athens. O., and settled IN
what is now Davis county two years
before Iowa was a state.
They lived in a tent until they could
build 8 cabin. It was hard job as they
had to cut the trees from the forest and
did 1t all by hand. They built up large
bon-fres at night to keep partners,
wolves and other wild animals away.
There was also many Indians near
them but they were very friendly.
They lived on this farm until 1882,
when they moved to Bloomfield, where
grandfather died two years later In his
80th year.
Last summer mother took me to see
the old place and where the cabin stood
is now the beautiful modern home or
John Wishard. We spent two days with
them, and mother said: IF grandfather
could see these wonderful improve.
ments!" Mr.. Wishard said, "He would
die right over again"
Mary Martha Fill age 8,
800 E. Carpenter ST., MoberlyS Mo.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-24
Evangeline - As Described
BY Herman Carlson for
His Class Study

Our seventh year reader does not
contain all the story Of "Evangeline.
After careful seat and class study we
were each given something to descrlDe
in the story, as far as we had STUDIED
I was able to describe Evangeline, so
am sending to the Courier Junior my
description.
Evangeline was II years old and We
the fairest Of all matdens In the little
village Of Grand Pre-.
Her eyes were jet black and her
breath was sweet At harvest she would
bring buckets Of ale to the reapers at
noon. She was fairer yet on Sundays
when she would go to church down the
long street and it seemed like sweet
music when she passed. Benedict Belle
fontaine was her father. They lived on
a sunny farm in Grand Pre- and Evan
geline took care Of the household. Many
a sutton came to the door but only
Gabriel Lajeunesse. the son of the viii
lage blacksmith, was welcome.
The village blacksmith was Bene-
diets friend and their children had
grown up together. They taught them
their letters out Of the same book and
when they were through they would
hurry to the blacksmith to watch him
shoe the horses and look at the red hot
irons he would take from the forge
they would coast down the hillside on
their sleds and often they would climb
up in the barn to see the swallows nests
that were on the rafters.
Years passed and they were no long
er children. He was a fair youth and
she was woman now. She was called
Sunshine Of Saint Eulalie, for In those
days the farmers believed that that
was the sunshine that loaded their
orchards with apples.
Herman Carlson,
Dudley, Iowa.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-24
Knocking at the Door - b
Minnie Tetemier

Is that you knocking at the door MT.
Wind? Is that you knocking at the
door? You needn't knock so hard, TOT
the door is always barred, SO you neeo
not leave your card, Mr.. Wind
Is that you knocking at the door Mr..
Rain? Is that you knocking at the
door? We think you'd better stop. TOT
we do not need a drop; and we haven't
time to mop, Mr.. Rain.
Is that you knocking at the door, Mr..
Snow? Is that you knocking at the
door? You may try the window stills
and the valleys and the hills, but you
give us all the chills Mr.. Snow.
Is that you knocking at the door Mr..
Sun? Is that you knocking at the door?
You're welcome here today, for you
bring good news OF May, and we nope
you've come to stay, Mr.. Sun.
Minnie Tetemier, age 10,
- ..-,. Ottumwa, a., r. No. 9.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-24
Hazel Helmick Writes About
a Handsome R0bber

Dear Juniors:
I wrote to the Juniors once before
and saw my letter In print. got my
card and thank you very much for 1t.
I thought l would Write ABOUT the
handsome robber.
A pair Of robins were building their
nests in the big apple tree by Homer
Austin's house. His brother Bob rested
a ladder against the porch 80 Homer
could watch them. He kept very still SO
the tame old robins would not be
frightened First they carried leaves
and twigs and placed them close to the
trunk Of the tree. Father Robin came
flying in with strings and rags. That's
my kite tall thought Homer, peering
up into the mulberry tree, then down
into the nest where the robins were
proudly landing their treasures among
the twigs After they had this ready
they began to bring balls Of mud and
began to shake them with their bills.
Homer got so excited he ran In and
told his mother all about 1t. They are
making a little clay cup she told him.
In a short time they had a nice little
round bowl, all smooth inside, drying
in the sun.
It was like making mud pies, Homer
thought Soon they began to fly up
with small pieces Of dry grass which
they pressed down into the cup until 1t
was all lined as soft as could be. A
Jew days later Homer climbed up the
ladder to see what the robins were do
ing. A beautiful greenish blue egg lay
right in the middle Of the nest. Homer
scrambled down to tell his mother the
nest was DONE In short time there
were four more eggs. Then mother
| robin began to sit on them to keep
them warm so little brides could grow
| in them. Father Robin was very kind
He would sit beside her singing his
sweetest song to help pass the hours
away Then he brought fat angle
worms, millers and bugs SO she would
not be hungry. Homer didn't think they
would taste nice, but mother robin COB
bled them down in hurry One day
Homer heard an outcry in the apple
tree. The robins were fluttering about
when he hurried up the ladder. When
he looked into the nest one pretty egg
was gone. Poor robins, he said as they
kept fluttering around making pitiful
cries I'd like to know who robbed your
nest.
Then down on the grass was blue
J SHE'LL He started down to get it to
show to Notwithstanding blue and
white flashed into the thicket. Blue
law. said Homer Bob said he was an
egg stealer. I guess he Is the robber,
when he told mother she thought it
might be blue jay. Blue jay lodged out
Of the thicket. He acts guilty, said Bob.
All at once Bob ran to the tree to throw
pebbles What Is it? What is 1t? cried
Homer, running as fast as he could.
caught blue jay that time, he was just
getting another egg. Hear him, asked
Bob and Homer listened. Jay! cried
blue jay from the thicket. You keep
away from my robins shouted Homer
| Hazel Helmick.
Broken Bow, Nebr.
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-07-24
SOMETHING REMARKABLE.

A Moberly, Mo-, Junior is awarded the
prize today and her name Is Mary
Martha Hill, and she formerly nVea III
Ottumwa We are glad to see that Mary
Martha told us her grandfather's name
We like to know peoples names when
ever possible. It makes the story more
interesting.
We want the Juniors to write about
sone of their ancestors (Which means
your parents, grandparents, great
grandparents, etc. Well we think TINS
il a good time to have such contest.
We will ask the Juniors to write nice
short stories telling something remark
able or unusual about their ancestors.
This contest will run for several weeks
We want the Juniors who write IN
this contest to tell us the names OF their
remarkable ancestors.
The writer's can select their prizes
from among the following: A picnic
basket, hammock, box of candy, Dig
flag, roller skates, book or knife