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SEA BATHING HITS HEARING
Deafness Often Caused by Blowing
Nose Too Soon After Taking a
Dip in the Ocean.

Says a prominent physician about
"bathers' Deafness" a common summer
ailment:
"This is a saltwater, not a fresh
water, complaint, and many people who
have been disporting themselves by the
seaside return home much harder OF
hearing than when they left it. Cases
are on record in which people have be-
come actually deaf after bathing in the
briny ocean,"
Bathers' deafness is caused by blow
ing the nose after your dip. People
blow their noses instinctively after
bathing, because the salt water in their
nostrils makes them uncomfortable.
The result is that water is forced into
the little eustachian tubes, which run
from the ears to the nose.
Here the water remains for days
till inflammation is set up by the
particles of salt. Then the eustachlan
tubes get blocked, remaining more or
less so permanently. causing partial
deafness.
So, If you must blow your nose, walt
till some time after your bath Is over
and then do it very gently. But 1t IS
better not to blow your nose at all I'M
til at lease an hour has elapsed.
The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1916-10-05
"Bo Snecker! He Hit Me"

have q rough-loOking young fellow
rush by him out Of the door. Inside
Laramie was lying on the floor, with
bloody bruise on his face. He did
not appear to be dangerously hurt.
"Bo Snecker! He hit me and went
after the cash-drawer," said Laramie,
laboring to his feet.
care you hurt much?" queried
Duane.
ST guess not. But Bo needn't to
have soaked me. I've been robbed
before without that"
"Well, I'll take look after 3d."
replied Duane.
He went out and glanced down the
street toward the center Of the town.
He did not see anyone he could take
for the innkeepers assailant. Then
he looked up the street, and he saw
the young fellow about block away,
hurrying along and gazing back.
Duane yelled for him to stop and
started to go after him. Snecker
broke into a run. Then Duane set
out to overhaul him. There were two
motives in Duane's actiOn--one OF
anger, and the other a desire to make
friend of this man Laramie, who
Duane believed could tell him much.
Duane was light on his feet, and
he had a giant stride. He gained
rapidly, kept him in sight, In the
shade, on the paths, and up the road
into the courtyard, and he saw Sneck-
er go straight for Longstreth's house.
Duane was not to be turned back
by that, singular as 1t was. He en-
tered the first door and burst into the
presence Of Miss Longstreth and
number of young people. Evidently
she was giving a little party.
Lawson stood leaning against one
of the pillars; at sight of Duane his
face changed remarkably, expressing
amazement, CONSERVATION, then fear.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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CHAPTER XV.-Continued.

But in striking contrast to thi
mystery was the person, character
and cold-blooded action of POggin ant
Kneil, the chiefs lieutenants. The.
were familiar figures in all the town!
within two hundred Mifes of Brad
ford. Knell had d record, but as gun
man with an incredible list Of victims
POggin was supreme. IF POggin hat
q friend no one ever heard Of him
There were q hundred stories of his
nerve, his wonderful speed with a gun
his passion for gambling, his love OF
horse-his cold, implacable, inhu
man wiping out of his path any mar
that crossed it.
"Cheseldine is name, q terrible
name" said Colonel Webb. "Some
times I wonder if he's not only 6
name. In that case where does the
brains of this gang come from? No
there must be master craftsman
behind this border pillage; a master
capable of handling those terrors
Poggin and Knell. OF all the thou
sands of outlaws developed by west
ern Texas in the last twenty years
these three are the greatest. In
southern Texas, down between the
Pecos and the Nueces, there have been
and are still many bad men. But
doubt if any outlaw there, possibly
excepting Buck Duane, ever equaled
Poggin. You've heard of this Duane?''
r
ly. "I'm from southern Texas. Buck
Duane, then, is not known out hereT'
"Why, man, where isn't his name
known?" returned Colonel Webb.
"Pve kept track Of his record as
have all the others. His fame in this
country appears to hang on his match
less gun-pIay and his enmity toward
outlaw chiefs"
"Has -Cheseldine's gang been busy
Iately?" asked Duane.
"No. Probably all the stock that's
being shipped now was rustled long
ago. Cheseldine works over wide
section, too wide for news to travel
inside of weeks. There are some
people who think Cheseldine had
nothing to do with the bank-robberies
and train hold-ups during the last few
years in this country. But that's poor
reasoning. The jobs have been too
well Gone, too surely covered, to be
the work of greasers or ordinary out
laws"
whats your view of the outlook?
HOw's all this going to wind upF
Will the outlaw ever be driven outT'
asked Duane.
"Never. There will always be out
laws along the Rio Grande. All the
armies in the world couldn't comb
the wild brakes of that fifteen hun
bred miles Of river. But the sway
Of the outlaw, such as is enjoyed by
these great leaders, will sooner or
later be past. There's talk of Vigi-
Iantes, the same that were organized
in California and are now in force
in Idaho. So far it's only talk. But
the time will come. And the days Of
Cheseldine and POggin are numbered
The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1916-10-05
HOW RUSSELL GOT NICKNAME
Lord John Was Called "The Widows
Mite" Because of His Short
Stature.

Lord John Russell's diminutive stat
ure earned him other nicknames be-
sides the inevitable "Johnny." The
neatest is the one recorded by Cree
vey, which was bestowed by some
wag upon him when he married the
widow Of the second Lord Ribbles'
daIe-"the Widows Mite"
John Russell was a frail and deli
cate child from the first, but his
physique cannot have been helped by
the hardship of his school days. He
had to be taken away from Westmin.
ster because he could not stand the
tagging and unwholesome food. And
before that came a private school at
Sunbury, where, as he recalled In later
life. he found the mutton fat so In
tolerable that he dropped 1t under the
table. But the master, clergyman,
made him sweep 1t up of the dusty
floor and eat 1t, dirt and all.-Lon-
don Chronicle.
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CHAPTER XVI.

Next morning Duane mounted his
horse and headed for Fairdale. He
rode leiSurely, as he wanted to learn
all he could about the country. There
were few ranches. The farther he
travelled the better grazing he en-
countered, and, strange to note, the
fewer herds of cattle. 1t was just
of adobe houses that marked Sander
son, halfway between Bradford and
Fairdale. When he drew up before
the inn the landlord and his family
and a number of lOungers greeted
him laconically.
one.
There she comes now" said an
other. Joel shore is drivin' to-
night"
Far down the road Duane saw q
cloud of dust and horses and lum-
boring coach. Presently it rolled up,
q large mud-bespattered and dusty
vehicle, Uttered with baggage on top
and tied on behind. A number of
passengers alighted, three of whom
excited Duane's interest. One was a
tall, dark, striking-looking man, and
the other two were ladies, wearing
long gray listers and wells. Duane
heard the proprietor of the inn adj
dress the man as Colonel Longstreth,
and as the party entered the inn
Duane's quick ears caught few words
which acquainted him with the fact
that Longstreth was the mayor OF
Fairdale.
Duane passed inside himself to
learn that supper would soon be
ready. At table he found him
self opposite the three who had at
tracted his attention.
Ruth, / envy the lucky cowboys
Longstreth was saying.
Ruth was curly-headed girl witt
gray or hazel eyes. I'm crazy t.
ride bronchos," she said.
Duane gathered that she was on
visit to western Texas. The othel
girls deep voice. sweet like bell
made Duane regard her closer. Sh'
did not resemble the Colonel. wh'
var evidently her aashss. She lookS'
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long-past time when girls had been
a part of his life. He had no right
even to dream Of a beautiful woman
ike Ray Longstreth.
Several days passed. Duane did
not succeed in getting any closer to
Laramie, but he found the idlers on
the corners and in front of the stores
unsuspicious and willing to talk. 1t
did not take him long to find out that
Fairdale stood parallel with Hunts
vile for gambling, drinking, and fight
ing. The street was always lined with
dusty, saddled horses, the town full
of strangers. Money appeared more
abundant than in any place Duane
had ever visited; and 1t was spent
with the abandon that spoke forcibly
of easy and crooked requirement.
Duane decided that Sanderson, Brad
ford, and Ord were but notorious out
posts of this Fairdale, which was
secret center of rustlers and outlaws.
And what struck Duane strangest of
all was the fact that Longstreth was
mayor here and held court daily. In
quiry had brought him the fact that
Ray Longstreth had just come to live
with her father. Longstreth had
originally been a planter in Louisiana,
where his family had remained after
his advent in the West. He was a
rich rancher; he owned half of Fair
dale: he was cattle-buyer on large
scale. Floyd Lawson was his lieuten-
ant and associate in deals.
On the afternoon Of the fifth day
of Duane's stay in Fairdale he re-
turned to the inn from his usual stroll,
and upon entering was amazed to
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tired, quiet, even melancholy. A
finely chiseled oval face, that had
something nervous and delicate about
it which made Duane think of q
thoroughbred, a mouth by no means
small, but perfectly curved, and hair
like jet proclaimed her beauty to
Duane. When she looked at him,
drawn by his rather persistent gaze,
there was pride, fire, and passion in
her eyes. Duane felt himself blush
ing in confusion.
After supper the guests assembled
in a big sittingroom where an open
fireplace with blazing mesquite sticks
gave out warm and CHEEKY glow.
Duane took a seat by a table in the
corner, and, finding paper, began
to read. Presently when he glanced
up he saw two dark-faced men,
strangers who had not appeared be-
fore. They were peering in from a
doorway. When they saw Duane had
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SYNOPSIS.

The time of the story: about 1879. The
place: The Texas cow country The chief
character: Buckley Duane, young man
who has inherited a lust to KILL which he
suppresses In seIf-defense he shoots dead
a drunken bully and is forced to flee to
the wild country where he joins Bland s
outlaw band. Euchre, an amiable rascal,
tells him about Jennie, young girl who
had been abducted and sold to Bland for a
bad fate. They determine to rescue the
girl and restore her to civilization. Eu-
chre has just reconnoitered, ard is re-
porting the outlook to Buck. Euchre is
killed. Buck kills Bland and is danger
ously wounded by Mrs. Bland, but es-
capes with Jennie. Jennie is abducted.
Buck never sees her again, but kills her
abductor. Duane barely escapes death at
the hands of lynchers for crime he new
er committed. He goes to see Captain
MacNelly of the Rangers who hands him
a pardon on condition that he join the
Rangers and assist in breaking up the
outlaws. Duane accepts and goes to the
outlaw headquarters on secret mission.
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Useless.

"Time is the most precious thing we
have and yet there's net one of us
who doesn't waste it as if it were of
no value whatever"
you're right about that, old man. L
don't suppose there's a day goes by that
| don't spend half an hour or more
trying to convince my wife that she is
spending more money than we can af-
ford"
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observed them they stepped back out
of sight.
It flashed over Duane that the
strangers acted suspiciously. In Texas
in the seventies it was always bad
policy to let strangers go unheeded.
Then he went out into a patio, and
across it to a little dingy, dim-lighted
barroom. Here he found the inn
keeper dispensing drinks to the two
strangers.
"Hev somethin'?" one of them ask
ed, Ieering. Both looked Duane up
and down.
mo thanks, 1 don't drink" Duane
replied, and returned their scrutiny
with interest. FLOWS tricks in the
Big Bend"
Both men stared. 1t had only taken
a close glance for Duane to recognize
type of ruffian most frequently met
along the river. These strangers had
that stamp, and their surprise proved
he was right. Here the innkeeper
showed signs of uneasiness, and
seconded the surprise of his custom
ers. No more was said at the instant,
and the two rather hurriedly went
out.
"Say, boss, do you know these fell
lows" Duane asked the innkeeper.
"Nope. They noOned heah, comm
from Bradford they said, an trailed
in after the stage"
When Duane returned to the sitting
room Colonel Longstreth was absent,
also several of the other passengers,
Miss Ruth sat in the chair he had
vacated, and across the table from
her sat Miss Longstreth. Duane went
directly to them.
Excuse me-" said Duane, address
ing them. II want to tell you there
are u couple of rough-looking men
here. I've just seen them. They
mean evil. Tell your father to be
careful. Lock your doors-bar your
windows tonight"
"Oh!" cried Ruth, very low. cray,
do you hear?"
"Thank you; We'll be careful" said
Miss Longstreth, gracefully. The rich
color had faded in her cheek. Il saw
those men watching you from that
door. They had such bright black
eyes. Is there really danger-hereT'
81 think So" was Duane's reply.
Soft swift steps behind him pre-
ceded harsh voice: Hands up!"
No man was quicker than Duane to
recognize the intent in those words !!
His hands shot up. Miss Ruth utter
ed little frightened cry and sank
| into her chair. Miss LongStreth
turned white, her eyes dilated. Both
| girls were staring at someone behind
Duane.
Turn aroundv ordered the harsh
voice.
The big, dark stranger, the bearded
one who had whispered to his COM
rade in the bar-room and asked
Duane to drink, had him covered with
cooked gun. He strobe forward,
his eyes cleaning, pressed the gun
against him, and with his other hand
dived into his inside pocket and tore
out his roll of bills. Then he reached
low at Duane's hip. felt his gun, and
took it. His comrade stood in the
door with gun leveled at two other
men, who stood there frightened
speeches..
"Git a move on, BILL" called this
fellow; and he took a hasty glance
backward. A stamp of hoofs came
from outside. OF course the robbers
had horses waiting. The one called
Bill strobe across the room, and with
brutal, careless haste began to proc
the two men with his weapon and te
search them. The robber in the door
way called "Rustle!" and disappeared
Duane wondered where the inn
keeper was, and Colonel Longstretf
and the other two passengers. Ths
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CHAPTER XVII.

Duane followed the stage through
the town, out into the open, on to a
wide, hard-packed road showing years
Of travel. 1t headed northwest. 10
the left rose a range Of low, bleak
mountains he had noted yesterday
and to the right sloped the mesqul1e-
patched sweep of ridge and FIAT. Inc
driver pushed his team to fast trot,
which gait surely covered grouhu
rapidly.
Early in the afternoon from a ridge
top Duane sighted Fairdale' green
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not know how to meet the situation.
Colonel Longstreth returned then,
and after bidding Duane good night,
which seemed rather curt by contrast
to the graciousness Of the girls, he led
them away.
Before going to bed Duane went
outside to take look at the injured
robber and perhaps to ask him a few
questions. To Duane's surprise, he
was gone, and so was his horse. The
innkeeper was dumfounded. He said
that he left the fellow on the floor
in the barroom.
"Had he come TOT" inquired Duane.
"Sure. He asked for whisky"
did he say anything elseT
mot to me. 1 heard him taiNn' to
the father of them girls"
"You mean Colonel Longstreth?"
81 reckon. He sure was some riled,
wasn't he? Jest as if I was to blame
fer that two-bit of hold-up"
"What did you make of the old
gents rage?" asked Duane, watching
the innkeeper. He scratched mis-
head obviously. He was sincere, and
Duane believed in his honesty.
"Wal, I'm doggoned if 1 know what
to make of it. But l reckon he's
either crazy or got more nerve than
most Texans"
"More nerve, maybe" Duane re-
piled. "Show me q bed now, inn
keeper"
Once in bed In the dark, Duane
composed himself to think over the
events of the evening. Why had
that desperate robber lowered his gun
and stood paralyzed at sight and
sound of the mayor Of Fairdale? This
was not answerable. There might
have been a number of reasons, all
to Colonel Longstreth's credit, but
Duane could not understand.
Next morning Duane walked up the
main street and back again. Just as
he arrived some hOrSemen rode up
to the inn and dismounted. And at
this juncture the LOngstreth party
came out. Duane heard Colonel Long
streth utter an exclamation. Then he
saw him shake hands with tall man.
Longstreth looked surprised and
angry, and he spoke with force; but
Duane could not hear what it was he
said. The fellow laughed, yet some
how he struck Duane as sullen, until
suddenly he espied Miss LOngstreth.
Then his face changed, and he re-
moved his sombrerO. Duane went
closer.
"Floyd, did you come with the
teams?" asked Longstreth, sharply.
"Not me. 1 rode a horse, good and
hard" was the reply.
Hump! I'll have word to say to
you later" Then Longstreth turned
to his daughter. cray, here's the
cousin I've told you about. You used
to play with him ten years ago
Floyd Lawson. Floyd, my daughter
and my niece, Ruth Herbert"
Duane always scrutinized everyone
he met, and now with a dangerous
game to play, with consciousness OF
Longstreth's unusual and significant
personality, he bent a keen and
searching glance upon this Floyd
Lawson.
He was under thirty, yet gray at his
temples-dark, smooth-shaven, with
lines left by wildness, dissipation,
shadows under dark eyes, a mouth
strong and bitter, and square chin
a reckless, careless, handsome, sinist-
err face strangely losing the hardness
when he smiled. The grace of a
gentleman chung round him, seemed
like an echo in his mellow voice.
Duane doubted not that he, like many
a young man, had drifted out to the
frontier, where rough and wild life
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Personally Influenced.

Charley, dear" said young Mrs
TOrkins, II am going to be in favor of
government ownership"
"Have you given the matter any
thought?"
eyes, indeed. If we had government
ownership of railroads l might be able
to tell any conductor who didn't find
me seat on the shady side of the
car that l wouldn't vote for him next
election"
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Hard Luck.

"Talk about perverse fatel Thi
proves It."
"What proves it,"
"Here it Is leap year when a womat
has an extra chance to be married,
and along comes the war to take a
the men away"
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had wrought sternly but had not quite
effaced the mark of good family.
Colonel Longstreth apparently dld
not share the pleasure of his daughter
and his niece in the advent or this
cousin. Something hinged on TINS
meeting. Duane grew intensely curl
Gus, but, as the stage appeared ready
for the journey, he had no further op-
portunity to crafty it.
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PAVING the Rent.

FIannery-What rint do they charge
for a house like yours?
Finnegan-Thirty dollars.
Flannery-Myl that's high. Don't ye
have trouble gettin' 1t together3
Finnegan-Faith, Oh don't, but the
agent does.
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Uncouth.

"BilI Blunt is one of those rough and
ready chaps isn't he?"
ayes, that describes him pretty well.
He's rough in manners and dress, and
he's ready to do anything except
work"
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Short Lived Wlrea.

It has been found that telegraph
wires will last for 40 years near thu
seashore, but in the manufacturers
districts the same wires Will hast sae9
ten years, and sometimes lsA&
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Consolation.

81 am sorry to hear of the loss of
your husband, Mrs. Maggs."
ooh. twas no loss, ma'am. lie was
insured for one thousand dollars"
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The worlds supply of black opals
s practically exhausted, in the opinion
Of a London gem expert.
The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1916-01-21

vvednesday night to Palestine TO ex-
tract a bullet from the foot OF SilaIIes
r vance who accidentally shot nlIa-
eeIf that day while hunting paoDiIs.
II is thought he will make a qulcA
Frank canheld and Andrew Adams
are doing jury duty this week AZ
bridgeport in the superior =
criminal side. ....4
I Mrs. Frank Digney of Bridgeport
called on Newtown relatives, Thurs-
day. xJo,,zs
me quarterly meeting of the Hous-
atomic branch of the Universal sun
shine society will be held at the nome
of Mrs. Ezra J. Hall. Saturday jan.
% at D. m An interesting report
of the society's activities for the early
months of winter will be made, and
the annual election Of officers Will
take place. All members are urged
to attend.
DR.. w. J. McLoughl1n mas procured
the co-operation of j. J. Kersey, D. p.
8. for dental work in his office on
every week day except Mondays when
DR.. Mclaughlin will be here.
DR. Jersey comics to NeWtoWr1,
highly recommended, being a gradu :
ate of Baltimore, College of Dental
Surgery. He is also an alumnus of
Phillips Exerter Academy where be
won two scholarships during his
sch oIarships there.
Mrs. Emily A. Bennett and Mrs.
Corpelia Smith are convalescing from
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Mich Cows-Number 21.983, 900,
compared with 100000 a year ago
and 2O.S23. 900 five years ago; value
per head. $500, compared with
$3.50 a year ago and $3S.97 five years
ago.
Other Cattle-Number $4,000, 900,
compared with 37.067, 900 a year ago
and SO, 900 five years ago; value
per head, $33.49, compared with
1898 a year ago and $2o.54 five years
ago.
Sheep-Number 100000, coma
pared with 1926, 900 a year ago and
1858, 900 i've years ago.; value per
head. $5.17, compared with $3.50 a
year ago. and 1891 five years ago.
Swine-Number 100000 COM
pared with 64,61s 900 a year ago and
$500, 600 i've years ago; va+ue per
head, $8.404 compared with $9.S7 a
year ago and $9.37 Ave years ago.
The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1916-01-21
OUR NEWTOWN
NEWS LETTER
Especial to The Farmer

=--- especial to The Farmer
Newtown, Jan. 21-The death of
Walter S. Bradley of Zoar which oc-
Cured early this week at the home
of his daughter, Mrs. James O'Brien,
in Bridgeport, has occasioned sincere
regret among a large circle of our
townspeople. Mr.. Bradley took a
keen interest in all the affairs of his
native town and was prominent in the
councils of the Democratic party
which frequently honored him by
naming him for office of public trust
Besides his daughter and grandchild,
he Is survived by one sister, Mrs. Ell
len A. Treat of Cheshire, He was a
member of Washington lodge, No. 49,
E. and A NJ, of Monroe, and also of
the Masonic veterans association. The
funeral occurred in Derby. with in
terment in the family plot at River
side cemetery, Stevenson. He was
Is years old
There will be q special meeting of
the Jewish Farmers c. c. Union on
Sunday, Jan. 20 at II a. M, at the
home of Morris Nussbaum, Stepney. 1t
is expected that all mernbe of the
association living in Newtown will at
tend.
st. Johns parishioners will partake
of the annual parish supper this Fri
day night, at Glover's hall An en-
tertainnlent will be given, and a
pleasant time is assured ALL If stormy
the socialole will be held the following
Saturday night.
DR.. r. J. Gale was called hurriedly.