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Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02
BUFFALO VALLEY, ROUTE ONE

have been requested to write few
notes in regard to the Young Union
Sunday School. am very glad to
say we are having a good school, Of
which we are very proud. For some
time past we have been trying to
have SUNDAY school in the Young
school house, but our efforts were in
vain, as the people did not seem in
terested, and every organization was
. failure, till we had almost given up
hopes of ever having Sunday school
there until about three months ago,
when young man. Mr.. V. E. Jerni-
gan, missionary of the American
Sunday School Union, came into our
midst and by his help and influence
we again organized and this time we
are having good attendance. and our
classes are increasing every Sunday
May the Lord help us to continue our
community work until every boy and
girl in this community are interested.
We want Sunday school here and
we are doing our best to have one.
and by the help of God, we hope to
succeed WINNIE WATTS.
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02
DoUGLASS-cLAiBoRNE

One of the prettiest weddings of the
fall season was that of Mr. John Rid
ley Douglass and Miss Mary Faust
Claiborne on Wednesday evening at
the home of the brides parents, Mr.
and Mrs. j. M. Lofts, Bro. w. l..
Karnes performing the ceremony.
Only few relatives and friends were
present. Mrs. c. E. Wilson played
the wedding music. Mr.. WalterWhit-
son acted as best man and Miss Sarah
Claiborne. as her sisters maid of hon.
or
Mr.. Douglass is one of Cookeville's
most prominent citizens and his bride
is charming young woman who has
endeared herself to a wide circle of
friends since her residence in Cooke
vile. They are at home to their
friends at 705 Spring street
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02
ALooop CIRCUIT NOTES

There will be preaching at Shipley
Sunday morning, Nov. S, at II O'clock.
The pastor and family returned
Tuesday from a weeks visit with rel
atives at Knoxville and vicinity. He
filled the pulpit of the First Cumber-
land Presbyterian church in Knoxville
last Sunday.
The conference, or general assess
ments for the year will be $25O.0O as
follows: Bishops, $40; conferen 'e
claimants, $35; foreign missions, $50
home missions, $51; Education, SAG;
church extension. s37: journal, So
American Bible Society, $5 district
parsonage, IS.
The first quarterly meeting will be
ut Algood, Saturday, Dec. 8.
Thanksgiving services will be held
at Paran, Nov. 80, at IL o'clock, and
at Algood at night.
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02
NJ. e. CHURCH, SOUTH

The pastor and good wife. Rev and
Mrs. r. ]. Craig, were stormed Mon
day evening at the parsonage by a
host of loyal Methodists who assem-
bled to pound" the preacher, which
was done literally and in good style.
An evening Of real joy was had, and
the spirit of genuine brotherliness
that pervaded caused everyone to be
spiritually uplifted. It was an occas-
ion long to be remembered.
The most excellent meeting of the
board of stewards OF the Cookeville
church ever held was the one at the
Parsonage Tuesday night II being
the first regular meeting of the new
conference year, it was quite a busy
session. Among other important bus
mess transacted was fixing the past
or's salary for the ensuing year; It
was fixed at a figure $400 in advance
of what 1t was two years ago, indicat-
ing the steady growth and prosperity
of this church. The pastor made a
report of the meeting of the district
stewards at Lebanon last week, and
announced the general assessments
as follows: Bishops, $19; conferences
claimants, SOS; foreign missions, 500:
home and conference missions, $86;
church extension, $63; education, ,$75:
American Bible Society, 50; journal.
SO; total of $426.
The pastor will preach Sunday
morning, Nov. 5, on The Value Of a
Good Name" The regular monthly
communion will be held at the close
of the service. Everybody cordially
invited. There will be no services at
night on account of the revival at the
Presbyterian church.
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02
pousLE SPRINGS

Misses Nettie Smith and Rose Phar
ris took dinner with Mr.. and Mrs
Willie Hancock Sunday.
Mr.. and Mrs. Ian Dyer spent Sun.
day with Alice Palk.
Mr.. and Mrs. johnny Grider and
children were at Boil Lindsey's for
the day Sunday.
Miss Yina Terry OF Cookeville,R. 2.
spent Saturday and Sunday with Ger
tie Stuart.
Roe Palk and wife spent Sunday
with Finas Palk
Lon Mansell and wife were the
guests of B. o. Bockman and wife
Saturday night.
Maude Brown il visiting her sister,
Mrs. Milburn Shipley. Of near Shipley
Gertie Stuart spent Sunday night
with Rubie Lindsey.
Ova Lindsey was the guest OF her
lister. Mrs. Ply Gibson, from Satur.
day until Monday. s
Settle Smith Rose Pharris. Lizzie
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02
THE NOTED JOHN WEST FARM
To SELL AT AUCTION

8. o. Dillon, the present owner, has
contracted with the National Realty
Co., who will sell on November 9Th,
to the highest bidders this fine farm
in seven different tracts. This Is one
of the landmarks of Putnam county,
lying three miles south of Cookeville
on Hudgens creek. It's former owner
Jno. West, was thought to have bur-
led large pots full of gold there during
the war and many fortune hunters
have spent night after night search
ing and digging for lost treasure, but
no record has been made of it's having
been found See page advt. for par
ticulars of sale.
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02
cHAs. s. ELRoD

Charles 8. Elrod died at Ridgetop,
Tenn, Wednesday morning, Nov. l,
1916, aged "a years. He is survived
by his wife and a daughter about two
years old. his parents. Mr.. and Mrs.
r. A. Elrod, of Murfreesboro. and sew
eral brothers and sisters. He was
brought to Cookeville for burial, the
services to be conducted in the Meth
odist church at 2 o'clock today. Mr..
Elrod was well known in this city, and
was a splendid young business man.
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02
Are You Thankful,
Mr.. Voter?

We are to have two Thanksgiving Days
in November. One of them comes next
Tuesday---Election Day.
On that day, Mr.. Voter, you will have an
opportunity to express your thanks for
the rich blessings of Democratic ad-
minlstration in this state and in the
nation.
The Republican party sbasing it's chance
for victory upon one of two propositions
--either that the American people are
fools, or that money can buy an election.
In Tennessee, their candidates, Hooper
and Overall, are going over this state
jeering at Woodrow Wilson They are
trying to persuade Tennessee Democrats
to rebuke great Democratic president
and mock him in the eyes of the world.
They are asking you to vote for Repub-
lican, yet they never lose an opportunity
to vote against Democrat.
Tennesseans! Democrats! Send X. D.
McKellar to the United States Senate to
uphold the hands of Woodrow Wilson.
Put Tom Rye back in the governors Of
flee. Make the majority one that will
crush the pie-hunting Republican office
IiOlQlIlS u SduC III 1CHIIcSSCc. ITOV0 u
the nation again that Republicanism is
out of line with the hopes, the senti-
ments, the traditions of Tennesseans.
And listen! Before some of you were
born Col Enloe was in Congress fighting
Force Bills He was fighting Republican
schemes designed to shackle the South
and her people. Vote for him.
Vote the Democratic ticket straight, all
along the line MAKE YOUR VOTE A
SONG OF THANKSGIVING.
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02
HAM BLEN COUNTY.

We have come with another letter
from Hamblen County, Morristown,
Tennessee. The order of the day has
been wheat sowing, but all are finish
ing now, and getting ready to gather
corn. The river has OverflOwed and
washed away lots of corn and fat hogs
but we think we will have corn to do
us yet.
Corn is worth 92 cents bushel
here; fat hogs are worth 8 and 10
cents pound; beef cattle worth TN
cents pound; wheat is worth $1.55
a bushel; oats are worth IS cents a
bushel; so 1t looks to me as if farmers
ought to be doing well now
Come again, Route 2. your letters
are just fire when you are talking
about Henry Carmichael. He is nv
sweetheart. Say Henry. why don't
you come back home, first love is
better than any love. loved YOU
first and haven't forgot you.
Tus Conkin went to MOrristown on
business one day this week
Glen Wester is a regular visitor at
Mr.. Westerns every Sunday evening.
Basil Daniel is candidate. Ohe
vote would elect him if certain
girl would say yes.
Say Putnam county, where is r. A.
Killgore? Is he lost? / heard GER
tain girl say that he was candidate
Maybe he has got some girl to vote
for him and he is married.
| would like for one certain fellow iD
Putnam county to vote for me.
saw Miss Daisy Moody the other
day and she said she would like to see
coming-it was Henry Car
School is progressing nicelye at
Brush Cottage. Parlis Lollis
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02

ARMY OF UNITED STATES. MEN
WANTED. Able bodied unmarried
men under age of IS: citizens ct
United States of good character and
temperate habits. who can speak. read
and write the English language. For
information apply to Recruiting ON
r~r Government Bldg, Cookevilte,
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02

Vote the Democratic ticket Nov, Z
Putnam County herald. (Cookeville, Tenn.) 1903-1922, 1916-11-02

Curtis M. Buck. a prosperous far
mer living about two miles east of
Cookeville, shot himself Sunday night
about 8 o'clock. death being instan-
taneous, Whether act was accident
al or intentional is not known. Bur
ial was made at Algood with Odd Eel
low rites. Mr.. Buck was about so
years of age, and leaves his wife and
several grown children, besides sew
eral brothers. He had recently sold
his farm to Ridley Anderson, having
been in poor health for some months.
Charlevoix county herald., 1916-10-12
FOURTH INSTALLMENT
IN STRANGE ATTIRE

Max Lamar, gripping with both
hands the corner of the black coat
that protruded from the locked garage
door, drove his shoulder full against
the door panel, again and again. But
the wood held firm.
1T seems to be a deadlock" laughed
June, forcing her merriment with
mighty effort
Miss Travis" broke in Lamar, will
you help me? l can't let go here. VIII
you hurry around to the front door
of the house this garage belongs to,
and explain matters? Then ask leave
for me to break the door down. | can
do it if you'll hold the coat corner for
me-"
"Shan't I hold it now" suggested
June; an idea flashing into her fear
sick mind "Ill hold the coat while
you try to smash the lock"
81 don't like to batter down peoples
property" he answered, even in the
name Of the law-without asking their
permission"
But"
Besides" he added, this Yelled
Woman is strong Whenever she tugs
at her coat, it's all | can do to hold
my corner OF it, She might wrench it
out of your hands"
Yes" agreed June, under her
breath. that's exactly what ! mean
her to do"
But she forebore to say 1t aloud,
And after a second look at Lamar's
set jaw, she meekly turned away to-
ward the house
Mary, on the inner side of the ga
rage door, had listened. painting, to
Charlevoix county herald., 1916-10-12
Sight!"

out taking off his right-hand glove, he
wrote line or two on the pad, tore of
the sheet and handed 1t to Chief Al
len. The chief read:
My name is Altman, ladies' tailor.
Mr.. Lamar wishes me to look at the
coat he left with you this afternoon.
Get it., Allen commanded his secre-
tary. IT'S that black coat | told you
to take to the detective bureau"
Presently the secretary returned
with the coat.
The caller took the coat, handling II
with the def skill OF born gar
ment-worker.
At last, looking up from his inspec-
ton, he reached for his scratchpad,
glancing doubtfully once more at the
coat, then scrubbed:
am almost sure this 10 one of
ours; but I can't swear TO IL. Kindly
let me take the coat and show II to
my head cutter. He will know at once,
and our books will show who bought
II.
The chief read the scrawl, his bushy
brows contracting.
Lord, mani" he broke out, Il can't
turn the thing over to you, like that.
II is going to be needed as evidence. -
The caller got up, as though to de-
part.
Hold on" said Allen, on second
thought You can take 1t. But must
send an officer with you to make sure
1t gets back here all right when your
cutter has had a look at it,
Answering a summons, a policeman
entered-a tall, lank man, new to the
force.
'Meeks," instructed Allen as the off,
Ger saluted, "go along with this young
fellow to his shop or wherever his cut
ter happened to be. Don't let that coat
out OF your sight. And as soon as he's
done showing 1t to his cutter, bring 1t
Charlevoix county herald., 1916-10-12

dreamed 1t was you, until saw that
miserable coat stuck in the garage
door. Why, you might have been ar
rested and all sorts of terrible things!"
There, there!" soothed Mary. IT'S
all right! It's all right, honey! I'd
do a million times more'n that for
my little girl, any day in the whole
year. Just you forget all about what
| did. It's what I'm here for"
Forget it," cried June. Never as
long as l live! oh, Mary. you were
So"
The girls eyes narrowed. The back
of her right hand began to throb.
I'm so tired!" she murmured, 'and
I'm so faint, with all this fright and
danger. It's given me sick head
ache. I'm going to bed. Tell mother
won't you? And say don't want any
dinner sent up to me. want to &c
sleep and not be disturbed till tomor
row morning"
Chief Allen still sat in his private
Office, clearing up some odds and ends
OF the days official routine, before
going to his club for a belated dinner
Night had fallen, but a broad streak
of moonlight lay athwart the window
sill.
His secretary came in from the
outer office.
Young fellow outside there, chief,
he announced. Wants to see you
He's a dummy. Not deaf; but he's
dumb. Here's a note he scrubbed fol
you. He's from Mr.. Lamar"
The chief took the slip of paper his
secretary rendered. and read the three
written lines it contained:
am dumb. Cannot talk. But
can hear. ! must see the chief of po
lice. Mr.. Lamar sent me.
"Oh, all right. All right" grunteC
the chief. II suppose I'll get my dinner
come time between now and Christ
mas, il have luck. Bring him in"
The secretary vanished, reappear
ing in moment with a young man In
tow.
The visitor was quietly dressed and
wore on his head golf cap, which il
evidently did not occur to him to re
move in the august presence OF the
chief. He also carried under one arm
a crook-handled Malacca cane.
Unbidden, the caller seated him
self gracefully in a chair beside the
chiefs desk and drew from his pocket
little scratchpad and pencil. With
Charlevoix county herald., 1916-10-12
SS%{rsd!i&ss59{ s E| !1;;:;:
AUTHOR OF THE FIGHTER" "CALEB CON-
OVER" SYRIA FROM THE SADDLE" ETC.
NOVELIZED FROM PATHE PHOTO PLAY OF
THE SAME NAME BY WILL NJ. RITCHEY.
SYNOPSIS.

"Circle Jim" Borden, who derives his
quoted name from red birthmark on the
back Of his right hand is released from
prison after serving his third term. one
member of every generation OF the Bot-
den family has been branded with the Red
Circle birthmark and that member has
always been "A criminal. Jim and his
wayward son Ted are the only known liv-
ing of the Borden kin Max Lamar, a de
tectiVe is detailed TO keep an eye on
Circle jim" June Travis and her moth
er. of the wealthy set Interested In the re-
form OF eX-convicts, meet Borden as he is
released. "Circle jim" realizing that his
family is a menace to society, enters the
bedroom where Ted is sleeping and turns
on the gas Lamar chances upon Circle
Jim" and Jim is killed. THE last of the
Bordens," says Lamar. But the next day
he sees the Red Circle on the back of a
woman's hand outside a Curtained auto
mobile. June Travis, marked with the
Red Circle, robs Grant, a loan shark.
Grant employs Lamar. Mary, June's
nurse discovers Junes theft and the Red
Circle on her hand, and tells her she is
"Circle Jim's" daughter, though Mrs.
Travis does not know. Mary, to turn
away suspicion from June dresses as the
yelled woman and is pursued by Lamar.
Charlevoix county herald., 1916-10-12

and she's clamped fast to the other
end. Here's her coat. The Yelled
Woman's big black coat. I'll tell you
later how got it. Can't some OF your
born idiots chase around to all the
tailor shops in a rush and find who
it was made for? If they find that
they'll find the Yelled Woman. And
then the Red Circle will stop being a
mystery; and maybe l can blow my
self to a decent nights sleep"
The chief looked at his watch.
Inside of half an hour" he said,
every first-class store and tailor shop
in town will be shut for the night.
And this coat came from a first-class
place. Anyone can see that. Well
have to wait till tomorrow morning.
Here" TO his secretary. Tell the de-
tective department to get busy on that
tomorrow. First thing. Handle 1t care
fully. It's all gasoline and grease.
Now, then, Max, my boy, let's hear
the story"
June, coming out from the mems
Quitting shop, carried big and awk-
ward bundle that she had refused to
allow the obsequious clerk to send
hcTGe for her. Her next visit was TO
a theatrical wigmaker. A few min
utes later she emerged, with second
and smaller package, got into the
limousine and went home.
June went straight to her bedroom
and dropped the parcels on chair
Thence she went into her sitting room
to find Mary waiting for her.
At sight OF the loyal old woman the
girl rushed up to her and caught Mary
close to her breast.
You dear! she exclaimed, in tear
full gratitude. You dear! You splen
did old dear! 1t was wonderful OF
you! Wonderful! Oh. there aren't
any words to thank you! l never
Charlevoix county herald., 1916-10-12
How ominous!" she laughed. What

How ominous!" she laughed. What
Is it,"
when that Jap butler OF yours
showed you the torn note, an hour
ago." said Max, uncomfortably, do
you know what l thought? l thought
you were the Yelled Woman"
"Mr. lamar" cried June, her sweet
voice vibrant with amazed reproach.
Wont you forgive me?" he pleaded.
What was to think? II all seemed
to fit in, with such horrible exact
ness. How else could | account for
part of the stolen note being found in
your room? And your explanation
seemed so lame-so unconvincing.
The simple truth often does, you know.
Won't you forgive me, please?"
"You-you doubted my word?" muir
INJURED June, incredulously You &C
tually thought that could"
I'm so ashamed" he broke in. But
! paid for my mistake. l never was
more hideoNsly miserable in all my
life than | was at that very moment.
Nothing could make me suspect you
again." he concluded vehemently.
The moment she was in her cwn
room the lightness of manner fell
from her, like an ill-fitting garment.
Her face was suddenly drawn and bag
gard.
Gradually the Red Circle crept into
sight on the back of her white hand.
Nothing can stop him." she re-
peated. Nothing can save meek
cept myself"
Taking her room telephone from the
desk, she ordered her limousine
brought from the garage.
Ten minutes later June Travis en-
tered a mems outftter's shop Of the
cheaper sort, on a downtown street.
TO the very admiring clerk who strut
ted forth from the back of the store
to welcome her, she said:
MY brother is to leave the hos
pital today. He is recovering from
smallpox.-Dont be frightened.
haven't been near him.-He has just
telephoned me that they destroyed all
his clothes, to prevent infection. And
he wants me to buy him new out
fit"
Lamar. meantime, swept like a
whirlwnd into the private Office OF
Chief of Police Allen.
Got her!" he announced. AT least
I've got hold of one end Of the chain
Charlevoix county herald., 1916-10-12

hind the portieres Of the sitting room.
"Yama saw him." said Mrs. Travis.
"Or he thought he did"
"Oh!" laughed June. "Yama. ehl
I might have known II. This IL the
fourth burglar In six months that
Yama has discovered. and that nobody
but Yama was able to see. And he
has walked us with no less than three
fireless fire scares."
But" insisted Yama, 81 did saw
him. He climbed the trellis to bed
room window there an"
THAT bedroom window leading out
on the balcony is locked from the in
SIDE" reported Mrs. Travis. II tried
the fastenings myself, just now. Yama.
IL you give Us any more foolish scares
like this"
And please" begged June, III the
burglar ghost is quite exploded. won't
you all run away and let me get back
Charlevoix county herald., 1916-10-12


Throb.
to bed? My head aches frightfully. Il
was all right when you walked me up.
Now it's starting in again. Good
night" she went on. kissing Mrs.
Travis and then Mary, I'm so sorry
you two old dears were frightened.
Yama seems to be giving US rather
more than our share of the yellow
peril lately"
But she carefully avoided Mary's
questioning eyes as she spoke.
Chief Aliens delayed dinner was
destined to still further postponement
AS he sauntered into his club and
headed for the dining room, the hrst
person he CHANGED to see was Max
Lamar.
Look here, old man." the chief
hailed him in mock rage, If starve
to death it'll be your fault. What the
deuce do you mean by sending that
Noiseless Tailor to see me just when
I'm starting out to feed!"
What Noiseless Tailor" asked La
mar, mystified, "a tailor's dummy"
mo, a dummy tailor. The one you
sent to look at that Yelled Woman
coat. The young fellow who says his
names Altman or something like
that. He blew In on me just as was
getting ready to"
who blew in on you" demanded
Lamar. Il haven't sent anyone to
see you today"
Your minds softening at the
edges" accused the chief. I'm speak
ing Of that ladies' tailor who came
from you, ten minutes ago, to get the
coat"
II tell you" reiterated Lamar. II
don't know what you're talking about.
/ haven't even seen any ladies' tai
lor-"
Good Lord!" .groaned the chief. in
sudden CONSERVATION. Sold out!
He's got the coat and-say! Come
back to headquarters with me, ON the
run, Lamar"
They bolted from the club. jumped
into a taxicab at the door and set out
at top speed for police headquarters.
In a dozen sentences, as they rode,
Chief Allen outlined the story o.
June's yisit. As he finished his frown
cleared awsy.
We're getting all het up over nots.
ing at all" he said. II forgot; Meeks
is with him. told him to keep
his eyes on the coat"
The taxi stopped In front Of police
headquarters. AS the two men got
out they saw a disheveled form limp
up the steps Just ahead of them.
'Meeks!" yelled the chief.
Policeman Meeks tried to salute.
jauntily. But the effort was q ghastly
failure
THE coat!" Numbered the chief ~
he dragged Meeks into his private Of
fee; Lamar followed close behind
them, and shut the door. THE coatl
Where is It? And where's the crook
you were told to keep watch ont
Speak up! Where 10 he?"
II don't know, chief" babbled
Meeks, almost In tears; he done me
up. Rolled down q flight OF steps
and"
you APPEL" snarled Chief Allen:
you laundering. cowardly boneheadl
You let a man half your size do you
up? YOU"
He tripped me-" snified Meeks.
when l got up he had beat It."
With the coat?" asked Lamar.
fiercely.
"Yessir! 'Twasnt my fault. T..
IN have you broke for this. yoa.
nincompoop!" stormed the chief. "0o
clean away, did he? Coat and Ali
And not a clue to find him by?"
only one clue" coweringly assent.
ed Meeks, "and that don't amount To
anything, I s'pose'
What was it,"
"He-he had Q big, red rfne-
birthmark like-on the back of his
right hand. / took notice of Il when
he"
The Red Circiei" beloved th.
! chief, his nerves atingle, the Re-
Circle-again!"
SEND OF FOURTH rNsTALLMnNT)
Charlevoix county herald., 1916-10-12

the brief dialogue. AS she heard June's
light step receding on the driveway
gravel, she threw all her strength into
one last wrench at the recalcitrant
coat.
The cloth was stout and Max
Lamar's grasp unshakable. But the
tug caused two OF the coats upper
buttons to fly half way across the
garage. One OF Mary's lean shoulders
slipped out of the garment. That gave
the captive woman her inspiration.
In trembling haste, she unfastened
. the remaining buttons. Freeing her
self, she left the imprisoned coat to
fall to the greasy floor Of the garage
Max Lamar still gripping its corner,
on the doors far side, with futile
energy.
Across the greasy floor, through the