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The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1916-01-27

DR.. A. L. Chapman attended a
meeting of the State Board of
Health officers In Jackson this
week.
Miss Eddie GODDARD Is visiting
relatives In Van Wrinkle.
Mr.. T. B. limerick was Jack.
son visitor Saturday.
Mr.. Bills of Cleveland. OhIo. Is
visiting M. Abraham and family.
Mrs. R. L. Montgomery, Ir, Is
spending a few days In Natchez
this week.
Messrs. Carson and Hart, prom
inent business men of Evansville.
Ind. were guests of Mr.. John J..
Jones and family on Tuesday.
Mr.. A. E. Davis left for Jackson
on Tuesday. where he will accept
a position.
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COUNTY NEWS.
Interesting Letters from Different
Sections Of the County, Written
by Our Regular Cor.
respondents.
Hcrcss The Bayou

Mrs. E. D. Barron Is visiting her
daughter, Mrs. Charles Humph-
reys, at Ashland.
Messrs. Briscoe and Heath we're
pleasant callers at WoodIawn.
Among the Christmas visitors
from a distance were Mr.. A. Glib
SON from Natchez and Mr.. L. Pur-
nell from GreenvilIe, who joined
the family reunion at Hermitage.
Mr.. Ed. Brown of Houston,
Texas, the hale fellow, we'll met. !"
made glad the hearts of bis old
friends across the bayou by a week
end visit.
Mrs. Glass left Wednesday for
New Orleans to spend several
months with her daughter, Mrs.
Rondeau
Mr.. Arthur Moore has changed
his residence from the Sanders
place so Around the Rocks, /"
where he expects to engage In
raising stock.
Mr.. and Mrs. Will Morehead of
Vicksburg were recent visitors at
Ingleside.
The alarm In the neighboihoOd
about diphtheria has subsidized.
The little patient. Sam Humph-
reys, has entirely recovered. and
every sanitary precautiOn has been
taken.
The mighty waters are rising
rapidly. and the cattle owners are
busy getting their stock to the
hills. They have been fortunate,
as we have heard Of only few
losses. There Is no doubt the deer
have deserted the swamps and TAX
en- refuge In the hills. If so. there
Is some good hunting ahead for
our Nimrods.
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"a. c. C. q.
Edited by Union Member.
Our Responsibility to New
Americans.

That as large increase in i'm
migration may be expected at the
cessation of hostilities IN Europe,
We plan with renewed vigilance to
protect from evil influences our
new Americans and to aid them to
wisely use the advantages of our
many good institutions; that we
give them our lisera,ute in their
own languages, send temperance
items to their newspapers, invite
them to become members of the
w. c. T. u, and show these
strangers in a strange land the
neighborly kindness Tor which
their hearts are hungry. Many of
these friends are men and women
of high culture and education and
would decidedly grace and
strengthen our organization. /
hope many local unions will plan
to act upon the suggestion of the
of immigration of
Ellis Island and make the Fourth
of July a special occasion for well
coming newly naturalized citizens,
the day to be known as "Ameri
canization Day." A reception with
patriotic music, the reciting of the
pledge OF allegiance, the presenta-
tion OF small American flags, aud
other exercises would make al en-
joyable program. Extracts From
an Address of Anna A. Gordon.
The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1916-01-27

The book selected for study il
"RuraI Life aud Education" b.
EIlwcod CubberIey.
Mr.. cubberley IS professor oi
education at Leland Stanford Iun.
ior University. This book of bis
is a text book at the University oI
Chicago, and is one of the most
interesting OF the many recent
publications relating to rural prob.
lens.
The program for the days work
at Hermanville is given below:
Introduction, ]. Preston Dab
ney.
Chapter Changes in the Ma.
ture of Rural Life. The first
period, Miss Ella Brown; the sec.
ond period, E. w. Davis; the
third period. Miss Elizabeth Bis.
land.
Chapter II-New Rural Life
Conditions. The fourth period and
the urbanizAtion of rural life, Miss
Matte Scott; reorganization of
agriculture, Oscar Powers; farm
teuautry, D. G. Barlow.
Chapter III-Efects of These
Changes on Rural Society and
Rural Institutions. /. New rural
social lite, MISS Ruth Segrest; 2.
Local government, Miss lone
Purvis; 3. The church, Mrs. C.
Qrexler.
Chapter IV-Efects of These
Changes on the Rural School. |
Origin of the district school, Miss
Linda Watson; Changes in rural
education, Miss Virginia Dudley;
Present inadequacy of the old ed.
ucation, Mrs. S. N. Flowers.
Chapter V-Rural Life and
Needs OF Today. Reconstruction
and reorganization necessary, Miss
E. Richmond; Fundamental rural
needs, Miss Lena Wallace.
Chapter VI-Some Worthy Ex-
amples of Rural Service. Church
organizations, Miss WilIena Shell.
by; Organizations for young peo,
pie. Miss Pearl Powers: The rural
library. Miss Arrah Barretts Far
neEs' organizations, Mrs. Grant;
for agricultural inn
orovement, Miss Mary Naasson.
As last word. all teachers on
he program are urged TO prepare
heir work carefully according to
be outline given, and so to make
be meeting interesting and profit
lbIe. SECRETARY.
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CURB MARKET.
Civic League Adopting City Method
Of Trading With Country.

OF kraotn& WIKI S0uuttys
The Civic League of Port Glib.
san has adopted trading system
which will mean much to both
town and country. The system,
called the curp market, is used to
great advantage 10 some of the
large cities. The producers have
certain hours for displaying their
products at given points along the
streets, and housewives meet them
and make their purchases.
Here, saturday morning from
9 to 10 o'clock, is the time fixed
for such trading. Everyone hav
ing farm or garden products, and
even handiwork, for sale. is asked
to meet the town buyers corner
Church and Carroll streets, at
what is known as the Son corner,
each Saturday morning at the
hour specified.
This is an easy way to market
goods, and a good way for the
town people to select what they
need. Such a method of market.
ing should grow in favor until two
or three days of each week may be
used instead of only one.
In some places trading days are
also included. Live stock is bought
and sold, and tradiug-known as
swapping-is done to large ex.
tent.
The curb market will begin next
Saturday, and all who have prod
ucts tor sale are asked to bring
them IN.
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1 =
house catalogues that come Will
every mall. Who can resist th'
rapture of free samples Of pausI
and sweet pea seedl The instinc
to return to nature Is deep Ia man
like music that slumbers 10 harr
strings" And Elizabeth, in hel
German Garden. says: "It Evs
had had a hoe 10 Paradise. and
had known how to use It, we
would pot have bad all that trou-
ble about the apple"
Mss Mollle Rollins left Sunday
for Jackson TO attend 3 Christian
Science lecture, 70 which belief she
Is convert.
Mr.. and Mrs. Sylvester Green
waId and winsome baby Elise and
Mss Sarah Gilstcn aud Mr.. Mau-
rice Greeuwald went to Jackson In
their fine Overland car Tuesday,
returning Wednesday eve.
Mr.. Cecil Helm of Meridian left
for home last week after a very
pleasant visit to The Gllston fami-
ly.
Mrs. John Hughes Is visiting
her mother here.
Mrs. DR.. Holt of Lormau was
the guest Saturday and SUNDAY OF
Mesdames Matte Belle Humphreys
and Sam Price.
Miss Clara Wade lsivisiting rel
atiyes here.
Mrs. Ella Stay Is spending some
time with her daughters, Mes
danes Allen and Barron.
Mr.. Earnest Browder took a
happy crowd Of young people from
here out IN a wagon to his planta-
ton Monday night to a 'possum
hunt. They were chaperoned by
Mrs. Humphreys
Mrs. Barron spent Sunday and
Monday with her daughter, Mrs.
Charlie Humphreys.
DR.. Bailey Of Jackson delivered
a 6ue lecture on temperance here
His words sank deep n
the hearts Of his /
Mr.. Morton Mckay from Ark
ansas Is spending a while with his
parents and many friends In this
community.
Mrs. Norman Bearden, who has
been very III. is convalescent Dr.
Redus came out several times TO
see her.
Mrs. Priscilla Utz went to Her
manville Tuesday.
Gains pays this beautiful lribute
to women: "When the Savior was
come women rejoiced In him before
either man or angel. / read not
that ever any man did give unto
Christ as much as one groat. bat
The women followed Him. and
to Him of their sub
stance. Twas a woman that
washed His feet with tears, and a
woman that anoInted His body for
burial. They were women who
we're 6rst With Him at His resur-
,ectiou morn: and women who
brought tidIngs 6rst to His dIsci-
pies that He was risen from the
lead. When the last days Of anx-
ETY. and grief had laid their heavy
shadow on Him, 1t was In the home
If two women that he found quiet
Ind new strength. All woman
rood has stood. and stands. on a
new plane Of dignity because He,
irst among the teachers of the
world, welcomed women among
His own"
The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1916-01-27

R. q. Pleasant, present attorney
general of Louisiana, was over
wheImingly nominated for cover.
nor at the primary election Tues
day.
The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1916-01-27

The governor has appointed
Clayton D. Potter, ]. B. Holden
and E. .. Sykes supreme court
judges until an election can be
b ED TO fll the places,
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ANOTHER LAND DEAL.
J. M. Saxon Place Near Violet Sold 20
Tennessee Farmer.


Tennessee Farmer.
Last Tuesday D. II. Browder,
real estate dealer sold the ]. M.
Saxon place near Violet to Mr.
Allen Lux, formerly of indiana
bnf now Of Tennessee.
The place5contains $50 acres ef
land, and has s good, substantial
dwelling.
Mr.. Lutz and family will be
an acquisition to that section.
They expect to arrive to take
charge of the property in about
two weeks.
Mr.. Saxon IS not residing on the
place, having removed TO the del.
ia.
The Port Gibson reveille. [volume] (Port Gibson, Miss.) 1890-current, 1916-01-27

DR.. D. W. Jones has resigned
as chief sanitary inspector of the
state and DR.. Willis Valley has
been named as his successor.
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The next meeting Of the Teach
ers' Association will be held at II
q. m. Saturday, March 4th, At
Hermanville.
The fees Of the Association are
now due.
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a worried look after them and a NUT
tered excuse to Mrs Travis, followed
slowly and at a distance.
AS June and Lamar went toward the
pier the girl drew from her belt the
notes She had scrubbed and handed
them to Lamar.
These are very, very interesting,
Miss Travis he lied, and they'll be
a great help TO me. Thank you for
writing them out. I'll study them care
fully, after I've"
Here is the pier" interrupted June.
THE Italian was leaning against that
stringpiece asleep, Mary says, when
the woman
"Oh, June! June Travis broke in
a voice just behind them. What do
you suppose has just happened?'
June turned to see Mr.. and Mrs.
Lake hurrying toward them. Scarce
waiting to acknowledge June's intro
duction of Lamar, the newlyweds burst
into an incoherent joint recital of the
lost hat mystery.
Lamar listened with scant interest
annoyed at this breaking up of his
tete-a-tete with June-until the bride
added:
And the sign said, That there may
be peace, the Red Circle lady has de-
stroyed the offending hail! Think OF
that It"
"What?" calculated Lamar, sharply,
Red Circle lady? You're sure?"
"Positive!" declared the groom. 1--WE
both saw it. She had written"
Gomez" ordered Lamar. Show me
the place. Give me your camera. Well
photograph what she wrote Then we'll
have a specimen of her handwriting,
anyhow"
He FASTENED of, guided by the
Lakes. June stood transtixed with
sudden panic. A light touch on her
arm made her start violently. Mary
stood at her side.
Mary" painted the terror-stricken
girl. Listen! I'm in fearful trou'
ble!"
In half dozen sentences she told
her story, ending with the scared
whisper:
He's going to photograph 1t. And
and he has specimens of my handwrit-
ing-those silly notes on the case
in his pocket Oh, what are we to
do?"
ITO do?" echoed the valorous old
woman, breaking into a run. We're
to get there first and rub out that
writing in the sand. That's what we're
to do. Run! There'll be time enough
to scold you, afterward."
Along the shore they raced. But
the distance between them and the
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stones was a sage, compared to the
reckless person who interferes in a
quarrel between husband and wife!
This is no place for met
Disregarding their protests, she
raced on, leaving them. She did not
pause until she reached the foot Of
the cliffs, fully a furlong away There
she looked back She was just in time
to see Lake dig his hands deep into
his trousers pockets, shrug his Shout
ders peevishly, and stalk away. He
did not once look back, but strobe on
until he reached a disused boathouse
farther down the beach. He walked
around this and seated himself gloom
lily upon a key at the side most dis
tant from his wife.
She turned to observe the bride.
Mrs. Lake had seated herself on the
sands, raised her parasol and laid her
hat on the beach at her side.
1t was the bride who surrendered.
Presently she sighed, got to her feet
and, leaving the parasol and hat on
the sand began to walk slowly toward
the boathouse. June watched her go
watched her until a corner Of the boat
house hid her from view.
Then. as her own gaze strayed back
to the place where the bride had been
sitting, June was aware of a throbbing
and burning at the back of her right
hand. She looked down at the hand,
The Red Circle glowed wildly against
the snowy flesh. At the same in
slant, an impulse seized and mastered
her.
Darling forward from the base Of
the cliffs, June sped to where the hat
lay forgotten on the beach. A little
nearer to the water was cavity, a
foot or so deep, that some child with
pail and shovel had that morning
dug In the soft sand
June picked up the hat, priceless
bird of paradise plumes and all, went
to the hole in the beach, thrust the hat
into 1t and piled the sand over it,
Then she glanced furtively along
the shore. The bride was still hidden
from view by the boathouse. A very
devil of mischief danced in June's
eyes. She caught up a seashell and
wrote with it on the sand these
words:
"That there NAV be peace, the Red
Circle lady has destroyed the offend
ing hat
She neatly traced border around
this queer message, stuck up the para
sol alongside it and ran guiltily back
to the shelter Of the cliff,
Meanwhile, the bride, rounding the
corner of the boathouse, had beheld
her newly espoused lord and master
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-cIalist who had been pointed out
To mm one day in the city.
-Quick-" gurgled OHara, pointing
up the alley Smiling Sam Eagans
there. He got my gun and"
Lamar did not wait for the rest Of
the sorry confession. At a bound he
was in the alley. At its rar end the
moonlight showed him the squat body
of Eagan vanishing around house
corner. =
Halt" shouted Lamar, drawing his
revolver and pursuing with all the
skilled speed Of college Splinter.
Around the alley corner he ran. Ea-
gan, bare thirty yards ahead, heard
him coming. Hating, Sam hid him
self behind the 1utting edge Of house
and fired The bullet flew wide.
Lamar answered with two shots.
One bullet grazed Sans ear. The
other flattened itself against a stone
Just above his head,
Sam, steadying his arm against the
house-edge, fired again. This time his
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EIGHTH lNSTALLMENT
"PEACE AT ANY PRICE"

Inch by inch, the door began to
give. Under the smashing blows OF
the two men the gap widened. A
Jagged rent appeared across the sur
face Of the panel One more mighty
crash Of the improvised battering
ram, and the bench-end burst in.
There was a hole in the secret door
big enough for a slender man to wrig-
gle through. Lamar Owed head first
into the breach, closely followed by
mis- companion.
Into the inner room they plunged,
and across it, guided by the noise Of
fighting outside
The low door leading to the yard
was ajar Through the doorway hur-
ried Lamar. bending double to clear
its top. Across the yard he raced
and out of the gate into the alley ar
irving Just as the two policemen were
putting the finishing touches upon the
subjugation of Mr. Thomas Dunn.
A crack on the head had momen-
tarily dazed that industrious young
battler, and before his cigarette-sod-
den brain could clear from the impact
one of the policemen had snapped a
pair of handouts around the pris-
oner's unwashed wrists.
Now, then" said Lamar briskly,
where's your boss?'
"Huh?' grunted Dunn.
u say, where's your boss? Where
Sam Eagan2 Where is he hiding?'
Tom looked DULY bewldered.
4 don't know no Sam Eagan, "
One of you take him to headquar-
tiers. Max ordered The chief will
ind a way to make him talk. You two
others go through the building, cellar
to root I'm going back for another
look around the shop. Itl be worth
while, if I can find what l want
A minute later Lamar was back in
the wrecked cobbler shop. He had
remembered the shoe that had rat
tied when he so idly played with it
on his visit to Sam the previous day.
And he set to work looking for it,
One disreputable piece Of footgear
after another, he picked up from the
heap in the corner of the room. And
at last he found the shoe he sought.
With an awl he pried loose the run
down heel It was hollow. Empty
though the hollow now was, it CORE
sponded in every way with that in the
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other three was too great. Breathing
fast and quite exhausted by their long
run, they came alongside the Lakes
and Lamar just as Max reached the
outstanding parasol in the sands.
June almost sobbed aloud in sudden
relief The parasol ferrule was stand
ing an inch deep in water The tide
had crept in. Natures plying hand
had sponged out the telLtale hand
writing in the sands.
Tit was here" Mrs. Lake was ex-
planning, tearfully. Just right here,
Mr.. Lamar. And-and now the tides
washed it all away. How horrid!'
=
Lamar had not come empty-handed
to Surfton. That evening he called on
June. As they sat in window nook
in the library Of the cottage, he said:
q have a surprise for you, Miss
Travis. meant to tell you about it
this morning But all chat excitement
about the monkey and the mysterious
writing on the sand, drove it out of my
mind"
He held up a pearl pendant that
dangled from slender gold chain. At
sight of it, June cried out in joy:
"Oh, my pearls!" she exclaimed, rap
turously. MY beautiful pendant that
was stolen"
81 told you how we found the jewels
Alma La Sale stole at the ball" said
Max. Il recognized this pendant And
| got leave to bring it back to you at
once"
"Oh, thank you! Thank you a thou
sand times. How shall ever be able
to thank you as | ought tor
by letting me put the pendant back
where it belongs" he answered, his
| eyes aglow.
With an embarrassed laugh she held
out the chain to him. Almost rever
emily he took it; rose and stepped be
hind her. Caressingly, he placed the
pendant chain about her soft white
throat, taking an unduly long time il
closing the catch that fastened the
trinket in place.
He was standing behind her. Be
lieying himself unseen, he stopped low
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sitting glumly on the key, with his
back to her. She took a step toward
him, hesitated, waited few moments
in the hope that he might turn around,
and then murmured Indignantly to her
self:
No! l won't give in"
She turned on her heel and started
back to where she had been sitting.
But she could not see the hat and
parasol where she had left them. Her
first thought was that someone had
stolen them. Then, some distance
down the beach, she caught sight Of
the parasol, standing upright in the
sand: the marks of small feet leading
to and from it.
Puzzled, the bride went to recover
her lost possession. AS she reached
the parasol, she saw the writing in the
sand-saw and read it, With a scream
her quarrel quite forgotten in this
newer and greater tragedy-she ran
wildly in search of her husband
June waited no longer, With a sigh,
she turned to retrace her steps home
ward Already, the Red Circle had
faded again from her hand Already
she was repentant and disguised at
her insane prank.
Wondering how best she could make
good the loss to Mrs. Lake, she
reached her own cottage. In the gar
den, talking to Mrs. Travis and Mary
was Max Lamar, who had just arrived
at Surfton, in answer to June's tele-
gram, and who had come directly
from the station to the Travis cottage.
June came in upon the group as
Mary, very red-faced and uncomfort'
able, was finishing right untruthful
version of the monkey.theft June
came to her relief.
Good morning, Mr. Lamar. she
said, taking his eagerly outstretched
hand, you didn't waste any time, did
you. Come down to the beach and III
show you where the monkey was sto
len. | have some notes to show you
too. Notes | took on the case"
AS she spoke, she led the way to
ward the garden gate. Lamar gladly
hurried along at her side. Mary, with
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Quickly.
! shot found a mark, but not that at
| which.he had fired Patrolman O'Hara
charging along the alley to REINFORCE
Lamar, was so unfortunate as to catch
the ball in the calf of the leg. He
sprawled headlong.
Most decidedly this was not O'Hara's
lucky night.
Sam, aiming with better judgment,
pulled the trigger again. The hammer
fell with click upon an exploded car
fridge. The pistol was empty. Throw.
ing it away, he took to his heels.
Lamar followed at racing speed
hating only now and then to fire.
Up the alley came second patrol.
man and several civilians. They halt
ed at sight of the wounded O'HaYGA
The latter raised himself on his hands,
stammered out the gist Of the story,
pointed in the direction whittier La
mar and Eagan had disappeared, then
slumped to earth in a dead faint
The hue and cry reached the street
at the alleys far end, looked up and
down, saw no one in either direction,
then ran valiantly to westward. La
mar and his quarry had turned east.
Lamar, more than once, in the
vague moonlight and black shadows,
missed sight of the man he followed
Once he completely lost him, and was
about to give up the chase, when a
glimpse Of something black, silhouet-
ted against the skyline and moving
heavily like wounded bull, set him
| off in hot chase again.
By this time they had left the viii
lage behind them. Sam, running with
no sense of direction, found himself
at the shoreward base of the ridge
that eliminated in the ocean-side
cliffs.
Up the ridge he scrambled. grunting
and heaving with fatigue. 1t was then
that Lamar, two hundred yards behind,
caught sight of the broad squat body
against the skyline
Up the ridge toiled Eagan, seeking
some cavern or rift of rock wherein
to hide until morning. Ever upward
he worked his way.
Clambering as nimbly as a cat, La
mar swarmed up the steep slope be-
hind him. Once only he paused. That
was when Sam, gaining the summit,
halted and stared dazedly around La
mar, resting his pistol barrel on a
ledge of rock, pulled trigger The re
yolver was empty He dropped it and
continued his swift climb.
Sam, gradually recovering his breath,
heard stone rattle just beneath him.
He wheeled about as Lamar bounded
up to the fiat summit-rock beside him.
No word was spoken. Breath was
too scant and too precious for that.
The two men sprang at each other.
Unarmed, forced to rely on natures
primal weapons, they came together
with thudding shock that sent them
both to the ground.
| aPpAhS ChSn Ill
fury, they regained their feet, and, on
the slippery edge Of the cliff, with a
sheer drop Of 400 feet to the sea that
thundered below them, they fought
To and fro they reeled, on the peril
Gus verge Of the precipice-there, on
the black cliff in the white moonlight.
Hitting, wrestling, struggling, they
battled, tiny specks of living and vi
brant hatred suspended between sea
and sky.
Inch by inch Sam began to drag his
lighter foe toward the brink of tho
preCipice.
(END OF EIGHTH INSTALLMENT,l