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Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-08-23

women. MFRS. JOHN KoPPELMANN, r.
No. /, Mclean, Nebraska.
This famous root and herb remedy,
Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Com
pound, has been restoring women of
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flammation, liberation, irregularities,
backache, headaches, nervousness or
1.-THE blues" to give this successful
remedy trial.
For special suggestions in regard to
your ailment write Lydia E. Pinkham
Medicine Co., lynn, Mass. The result
of its long experience is at your service.
Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-08-23
PREPARE FOR THE HOT WAVE

The hot sun is doubly dangerous if
there is mass of undigested food in
the stomach. Foley Cathartic Tablets
give prompt and sure relief. They act
gently but do their work thoroughly.
They cleanse the bowels, sweeten the
stmoach and benefit the liver. For in
digestion, biliousness, bad breath, bloat-
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Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-08-23
NOT TO BE IGNORED

The kidneys are as important to good
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any organ in the body. Lame back,
swollen joints, sore muscles, rheumatic
aches and pains, are most often signals
of kidney trouble. Foley Kidney Pills
give relief 10 kidney trouble sufferers.
They Danish bladder irregularity. Hiia's
Drug Store.
Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-08-23
IT'S In THE AIR

Windblown pollen, carrying the
germs that cause hay fever, is abroad
in the land One remedy is known to
give relief and comfort from choking,
gasping asthma and tormenting hay
fever. Foley's Honey and Tar spreads
healing coating on inflamed mem
braines, stops coughs and colds. Hite's
Drug Store.
Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-08-23

Mothers-in-law come in handy when
the children are sick.
If folks did not deceive themselves
occasionally they would miss q lot OF
fun.
Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-08-23

OOiiipOunu W a 4 4
women who suffer
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has done me more
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Since taking it l
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strength. My hus-
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praise your med
icine TO all suffering
Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-08-23
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Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-08-23

1t is said that the spare rib is not
popular with the Mormon epicure.
Yes, we know that every married
man has a grievance-and so has his
wife until she becomes widow.
Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-08-23
TO ALL WOMEN
WHO ARE ILL
This Woman Recommend
Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege-
table Compound-Her
Personal Experience.

Mclean, Neb.-"I want to recon.
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Charlevoix county herald. (East Jordan, Mich.) 189?-1953, 1918-08-23

When your friends are not trumps it
is up to you to discard them.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-23

steeplechasing over the excavations
of New York itself? 1t is incon-
ceivable! Never, after fires, fail
ures and catastrophes of MANY
sorts, has Coney faced the POSSIBLE
ity of being ignored to this extent.
The sun drops lower over the
sea. The shadows lengthen across
the board walks. Heat and disgust
hang heavily over the soft drink
fountains. The Snowman pauses to
realize his collar is melting, even
beneath the protecting handker-
chief, and he does not care. There
is obviously going to be no evening
worth saving it for.
The Fat Lady energies putting
from the gay seclusion of her show
room and exposes her ten-cent~ad-
mission-no charge for-side shows
bulk to whomever cares to gaze.
Yawning prodigiously, she looks with
affection upon the hot dog wagon
across the way.
The Thin Man worms his wav
through the keyhole of the back
door and sinks away to purchase a
slab of warm watermelon. This is
agreeable and not too nourishing,
and with it he decorates his visage
largely.
Moist, sandy parties from the
beach collect themselves, their red,
white and blue pals, half consumed
lunch, and their children, and wan
der carward.
"Ain't it hell?" observes the show.
man dejectedly, can we had the
whole gang down here last week.
Amt it hell?"
There can be no doubt about it.
This Saturday afternoon at Coney
is frost, failure and a fizzle. AL
though there is no definite move
to close up, there is an atmosphere
Of panied conviction over every
show and counter.
The sun Is about to drop finally
from sheer fatigue and shame at
the futility of it's own illumination
rs an attraction. But the last rays
find haven. They pierce the
shadows beneath the roof of the
Temple Of Wooden Balls, cleaning
upon rows Of fine china. marvel
lously incased, each piece stencilled
Made in Nippon"
Gee! Geew mutters the show
man irascibly. "These Chinks can
lose money and never bat an eye!
Gee, you might think that guy had
a tip the place was goin' to be
rushed tp-night! Rushed Damn
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-23

the Kaiser, say" With glare at
the smooth sea and in the direction
of the lurking menace the show
man departs in search of drink.
Abruptly the sun drops from
view. The boss of the Temple of
Wooden Balls turns with a sharp,
soft word. Instantly an unseen
hand touches a switch. There is
flood of light, blazing upon twisting
sea serpents and the painted peak
of Fujiyama. Far down the Board
walk is a confused sound. The boss
smiles family.
my Gawd!" gasps the Fat Lady.
They're comin'!' and disappears
precipitately, like an agitated
whale.
Then They Come
With a Rush
Here they come! A laughing
]ostllng, singing crowd pouring from
the L gates. The streets seem mi
raculously filled with a stream Of
motors, the advance guard of an
endless chain. Hanging to mud
guards, perched upon folded hoods,
clinging to motorcycles, they come,
entirely unheralded and extremely
amiable. Campaign hats, battered
and stiff; campaign badges of many
lengths and colors; here and there
the CLINT Of gold chevron and
peaked cap OF man who is already
veteran from overseas. Dough-
boys and yellowlegs; quartermasters
and field clerks, the starched, whit
ened khaki Of marines; the occa-
sional blue Of Frerchmen; Be!gians
with swinging tassels to their caps :
Tommy Atkins with stout legs and
slender stick; and the sharp up
turned hat brims of Australians
and girls, and girls, and girls!
They food the streets. They arise
from nowhere. They descend from
everywhere. The place is full of
them, and with them comes a startled
burst of illumination, the reealvan-
lied roar of amazed showmen: the
squirting of soda water and the
rushing Of faucets as the hot dog
end green corn stands replenish
their steaming tanks. The Thin
Man sinks back unseen through the
keyhole whence he emerged.
Hail, Hail, the gangs all here
What the hell do we care?
What the hell do we care?
Hail, Hail, the gangs all here
What the hell do we care .ov?"
Six abreast a bunch Of bluejackets
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-23
(Which endw The hero consents
tc be drawn into conference.

winch end!" The hero consents
tc be drawn into conference.
"That end!'
"That end?-Sure!'' There is
grace and carefree poise in the lift
ing of the barrel; prolonged esti-
mate of distance and sight; sharp
snap, gasp from the crowd and
squirt of flame, simultaneously. But
tie little guy, third from the end,
continues to be duck intact.
Once again. And again. The sit
uation is slightly strained. The
voice that made the suggestion
speaks again with some constraint.
1t is as though it's owner had in
Cured the displeasure of the crowd
by some breach of patriotic etiquette.
II guess you don't get the guy
mean, mister-I meant the one"-
"Shut up!" Kisses the crowd at
once. you're rattlin' himw
The doughboy's neck twists slight
ly in his collar and the gun stock
snuggles more closely into his
shoulder. The little guy on the end
is fairly covered.
Snap-flash! Snap-fash! It's a
plaster duck that has nine lives, or,
at any rate, one that is charmed.
The crowd is acutely embarrassed.
The doughboy hides behind a cloud
Of smoke and lowers his gun, rehec-
lively.
A dulcet voice sounds in his ear.
"Quit joshing them-go on, hit
him this time!"
The voice is fraught with spear
mint and perfume and there are
bright eyes beneath a big hat and a
worried look which bellies the reas-
surance.
Hit him this time? Why, sure!''
With squared shoulders and feet
wide apart the Army lifts it's gun
again. Hit him this time?-Snap-
snap-snap-snap-why, every duck
in the whole row topples into crum-
bling dust; the gong on the swinging
target sounds a clarion note, three
little birds vanish and finally the gay
ball dancing on its fountain spray
bursts to dance no more.
Say, would you like a soda?"
The doughboy assumes an ingratiat-
ing grin calculated to be both win.
ming and to conceal his own paraly.
sis Of establishment. The big black
hat and the old one with the well
faded cord drift away through the
respectful crowd. A bluejacket steps
up to the range with a squared Jaw
and q vindictive consciousness of
the appalling precedent the Army
had just established; the record
which must be shattered forthwithl
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-23
Resort Full of Safe FIilarity When
Khaki and Navy Blue Parade It's
Lureful Byways-Brstish, Belgian
and Australian Soldiers Beguile
the Fearful Maids to Put Their
Doubts Aside

"They have TO sense of hearing as
yet" he intones. calmly.
"Then I didn't. Amt he great,
though? Gee, look at him wiggle"
"Look, look, he's opening his eyes
hey, you Gurgling enticing-
ly the bluejacket advances huge
tanned fist. Within the case a tiny
hand which could scarcely span
full sized finger opens and closes
spasmodically. The baby appears to
regard him from half closed lids.
Gee, don't he look like he was
thousand years old-hey, he's lookin'
at us"-
"They have no sense of vision az
yet" informs the lecturer monote-
nously.
Gee, he's blank then, amt he!"
The sailor considers the disconcert-
ing and bored civilian with some dis
dain. YOU'D think he was a dead
fish, to hear YOU" He migrates tow
ard the door with his gang, casting
last look at the glass case. maybe
you'll admit he's got some life for
kid Of his size, though? 1 bet hs
fights in the next war!"
The lecturer indicates the pink
bow with indifference.
ut is not a boy" he suggests,
mildly.
To this there would seem to be no
answer. Outside the group Of big,
blue clad men pause a moment and
look over the scene. The white stass
on their collar points are turned Ia,
IN accordance with an ancient Gus
tom Of the sea. Their cap ribbons
bearing in gilt letters the name Of
their ship are also turned under. n
accordance with new one. Before
them blaze the thousand Things
which may not be done and the fsw
extra ones which may be done by
man in uniform at Coney Island.
Where do we go from here7"
"Yeah, where?"
With a wild screech chute beat
hits the water of the pond beneath
the Tower Of Jewels.
go on that, there?"
NAV"
Across the way, in tho srnastea
restaurant the street affords, tim
cavalry officer is treating bis e15
to a planked steak--not because q
can afford it, but because Of . TIM
typewriter sheet in an inner pceks
of his blouse and the vastness q =
sea just ahead Of him.
But there Is no undereu1feut =
war in the gay flow at Coney. g
the stop-of placs for people va s
l*rnnhlaa ON THAR minds s
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-23

tanned with tropic suns, and just I'M
der his hat pushed back from his
brow is an old jagged scar. He rolls
the balls patiently. facing the tran
quill, soft-toned GOODNESS Of the china
crowded shelves. Among them move
the swift brown fingers Of the East;
from them watch the long dark eyes
that see all and say nothing. The
last ball trembles on the brink of
the 100 mark and stays there, caught
by one Of those imperceptible grades
! in the smooth wood. The marine
grins and looks up with an appre-
ciative head sheke.
'You guys have got the trickI" he
chuckles. "Your little, almost-easy
game that you almost-but-not-quite
lose money on!" The scar on his
brow shows white streak against
his dark forehead.
The boss looks at him keenly, and
at the scar.
"Fight?" he asks briefly. With
his voice comes faint scent Of in
cense and the glass harp tinkles
above his head.
Sure" says the marine, quizzical-
ly. "It was a fight. Over where
you come from. A guy like you did
it. He almost got me-almost, but
not quite!" Strengthening lazily he
drifts away. Behind him the boss
stands motionless, save that his head
mods slightly and meditatively, like
the head Of joss.
In all the noise and flaring lights
there is another haven as quiet and
mysterious as the temple Of wooden
balls. It is where the incubator
babies, real live, living infants, u
beat fate and the infant mortality
rate with their tiny heads in oxygen
tunnels. They lie in a stately row,
in white glass cages, with knots OF
blue ribbon for boys and pink fol-
girls.
Sailor Takes Up
For the Babies
"Hey, Oscar-oochy-ooch!" A
very large bluejacket bends over g
very small case and pol<es a playful
finger in the direction of it's inmate
The baby stirs. Through the heavy
glass comes plaintive wall, thinned
to birdlike sound.
"You fat slob, you've woke hin
up!' says shipmate, bitterly.
Gee, I did SO! How'd / know he
could hear through that thing?"
The tired looking, unexcited lect.
urer opens the case carelessly and
touches the end Of the motionless lit
tie bundle. Another faint wal
arises.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-23

If anybody is thinking about the
lurking menace off the coast it is
only in passing. If soldier pauses
to catch the Whit Of salt in the
breeze it is not to dwell disturbingly
on transports and submarines, gas
bombs and shrapnel beyond. If a
war goes with his uniform it is not
apparent.
Hey, look! Targets for 'e1n, an
everything!" yells marine joyfully
sighting the giant cartwheels of red
,, white and blue which revolve brill.
iantly against the sky and point the
entrance to Luna. Sure enough, tc
a wary and alert periscope these
must prove alluring. But to shell
the land there must be more than a
periscope af1oat, and more than a
periscope would prove an easy mark
for the big guns that watch with
searching white shafts of light from
the great twin coast defences that
guard the entrance to the harhor.
An Australian Glides
Over the Witching Waves
There's an Australian guiding a
deepsea craft over the Witchine
Waves, chuckling gleefully at the
shrleks Of his companion who has
gathered her petticoats about her as
though fearful Of stray drops from
the heavy seas Of rubber about them
A morose donkey drags an over
load Of one gigantic sailor ir
whites" and two fair and gigglina
ladies into the awesome depths Of
the Coal Mine. 1t is known that 8
tar can hold two hands as we'll as one
and whisper soft banter to the RICH,
and left of him, especially in the can
vassed obscurity of an imitation Goa
mine.
A bunch Of marines, girlless but
all together, are skyrocketine
through space in the aerial merry
go-round singing appropriately and
crushingly-
1T the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heavens scenes.
They will find the streets are guarded
BY United States Marines"
And over by the quiet counters Of
temple of wooden balls anothe,
on these soldiers Of the sea bends
over the polished alley and rolls the
smooth ball down the grade. He
solves the intricacies of the maze Of
numbered holes to the surprise al
even the Oriental boss.
The marine is long and lean
sprawling with that careless ease
which can straighten to rightly II
an instant and strike pride to an of,
l ficer's soul. His face is scanned anc
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-23
Campaign Hats File in
Endless Rows and
Bring Assurance
That War Has Not
Dried Up the River
of Dimes
By Caroline Dawes Appleton

By Caroline Dawes Appleton
VT THERE is war anywhere its
influence has not penetrated to
Coney Island. The sun scorches
the beach, where its scorching is
most invited. Saturday afterno on
crowds roll and snore restfully upon
clam and peanut shells and wriggle
their toes approximately in the warm
sand. Merry-go-rounds wheeze
tunefully about silver threads among
the gold. Hot dog wagons whistle
and boil, shamelessly oblivious to
the Teutonic origin of their contents.
The Snowman swathes his clean COL
lar in his handkerchief and intones
the ageless chant which treats of the
voluminous charms Of the Fat Lady,
the Incompatible frailty Of the Thin
Man and the chilling, awe-inspiring,
bloodcurdling sinuosities and con-
tortions Of the two-headed Pytho-
ness!
But things are very dull. The
Snowman, the hot dog vendor and
the sun are visibly distracted. They
wear worried look. The crowds
eddy and flow, stop to cape and listen
and occasionally partake, but for the
most part manifest desire to STAY
in the open and acquire a healthy
burn to the nose. And among them
is no sign Of khaki!
There is CLEAN of white, which
might suggest the uniform of the
feet, but it arrays the person of
a street cleaner who patiently
lodges feet and children and rakes
aaat little heaps of debris into which
ne expectorates systematically and
moves or. But no uniforms WORTHY.
by modern standards. Of the name.
City of Lights Has
Perforce Been Dark
There is a lurking menace of the
coast. Coney is not at all dis
turbed by the menace itself. But
the City Of Light has perforce been
dark for many days, and the dread
fui fear is abroad that the news OF
its obscurity has travelled further
and faster than the official an
nouncement Of Its relighting. Can
it be that the army, the navy.
the Marine Corps, the Belgians,
the Australians and every-
body worth catering to these days
have turned their tickle gaze from
the Mecca Of amusement and con-
template spending their week end
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-06-23

sweep the middle of the street. Cars
dart this way and that to avoid them.
Side. shows yell wildly to entrap
them. They pause before the brill
liant portals which hide from free
view the Armless Wonder, the Ossi-
fled Man; yet another and perchance
a fatter Fat Lady and a thinner
Thin Man and the mystifying
Which-Man or Monkey?
Still warbling, they pay over the
magic dimes and enter this temple of
mystery. A swiftly congregated
crowd follows them, a crowd of many
though scanty petticoats, Stick-F Fast
Complexion Powder and Double
Spearmint, and vague and indeter-
inmate collection of under-draft-age
males.
But what's the attraction of the
navy, anyway? demands the dough-
boy, and seeks shooting gallery to
demonstrate his prowess. The target
swings and the white ducks swim ::
the little birds all in a row sit invit-
ingly motionless and there's a ball
that rises and falls upon a slender
spray Of water for him if he wears a
marksman's medal on his khaki.
The Doughboy
Lifts a Rifle
The doughboy with the well
bleached hat cord lifts and tests the
nearest rifle. Instantly there is a
mob.
"He's gonna shoot! Gee, he's
gonna shoot!"
whats he amin att"
Gee, nothing! Can't you see he
amt amin yet, he's JUST
The doughboy slants his hat at a
perilous angle. The back of his neck
and his ears are redder than ordi.
nary tan. His cigarette droops from
his lip. Through the faint haze of
smoke he squints appraisingE along
the barrel Of his gun. His finger
contracts upon the trigger.
Gee, he's gonna shoot-now-now
he's gonna"-
But no. The barrel is lowered and
with nonchalance he considers the
multiplicity Of targets. With absorb
ton edraws deeply upon his smoke,
whats he gonna aim at, saw
what's"-
Jaw, shut up! Gee, it's lucky you
amt back of him in the trenches!
How can he think when"-
Say, mister, why don't ye hit that
little guy. third frop the endw
Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1915-current, 1918-01-07
BOOK EXPLAINS
NEW INCOME TAX
IN PLAIN WORDS

There has just been issued by JOS.
eph J. Scott. former collector of in.
tcrnal revenue at San Francisco, a
book on THE Income Tax and other
Federal Revenues" which contains In.
structions in the simplest and plain.
est language so that any person can
obey the exNcting requirements OF the
present United States tax laws with.
out difficulty.
This book Is not only simple but al.
so authoritative. II Ia based upon
SCOTS four years OF experience as
collector OF internal revenue at San
Francisco, during which time he In.
augurated the taxation fincome in
California and Nevada. The technical.
ties OF legal language have been dis.
carded and in plain woods the tax.
payer Is told precisely what he can
Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1915-current, 1918-01-07
MILD WINTER Is
BAD FOR ST0CKMEN

The frequent compliments bestowed
upon the weather and our flights into
poetry over the gentle spring find no
echo in the hearts of the stockmen
from all parts of the state, says the
Fallon Standard.
Disquieting reports are received
from every section and unless relief
in the shape of storms comes in the
very near future stockmen predict en-
ormous losses from the death OF sheep
and cattle.
The ranges are utterly dry and &C
cording to the usual custom at this
season of the year, sheep and cattle
were driven from the higher attitudes
TO the desert under normal conditions
would be found feed and water II
abundance
The long continued drought hai
greatly lessenCd the number OF avail
able drinking holes with the result
that the herds gather about these ant
il is found to be impractiCable to drive
them to other locations in the hop,
of finding relief.
The result is that the feed in tn
vicinity Of the drinking places is 500
gone and cattle and sheep are g
| guant that their loss Is inevitable Ut
| less storms come to rescue them.
Senator w. A. Keddie, who has Jus
returned from Alpine. states that tn
cattle on the Williams Estate and Gee
u. Williams ranges are in bad shap
and at the best they anticipate sever
/ losses this year, unless light storm
quickly come to preCede the usua
heavier ones of the winter.
Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1915-current, 1918-01-07

do and what he must do.
The formers problems are treated
with great clearness. They are work
ed out in great detail so that every
farmer can tell exactly what TO do.
Practically every farmer. merchant
tradesman, professional man and sal
aried man. and great many wage
earners will be required to make re
ports and pay tax.
The book answers any question
that can arise under the income or ex
cess profits tax laws. IL can be obtain
ed either by writing to Joseph J. Scott
room 6l2 Clunie Building. San Fran
cisco. or. within few days will be OF
sale in local stores. at which time an
nouncement as to place OF sale will b.
made. The price is only $500.
Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1915-current, 1918-01-07
REGISTERED AT THE MAYER

Joe Capriolla and wife, Lamoille;
II. ]. Van Wyck. Ray Mitchell, Salt
Lake City; h. q. Remlok. Currie: ]. l..
Lackhard, Ely; l.. G. Cannon. East
Ely: Ben Pearson. Montollo; w. w.
Wiley and wife, b. Richards, Montello;
G. +. Williams, Elko; w. A. Reilly,
Wendover; Roy Vaughan and wife,
Shoshone; +. d. Brown. S. p; Mrs.
Lotto Akin, II. NJ Lane. Deeth; J.
f. Newman, Salt Lake City; II. Sui.
ton and wife. San Francisco; Il. Dill.
'VmncmucCa; J. d. Menardi. A. J.
Mathensen, Reno.
Elko independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1915-current, 1918-01-07
RED CROSS WILL HELP MORE
THAN $4,000 FRENCH CHILDREN

There are 24,O6O children in France
receiving American Red Cross assist
ance at the present time. according TO
4 cablegram from Paris headquarters.
Complete medical care is being ex-
tended to 700 of this army of children.
Dispensary medical care is given to
1860 patients. Orphans and other
children who are aided by the Red
Cross. directly or indirectly, number
10000. Five hundred children a day,
for instance. receive medical atten-
ton at Evian. the point Of repartria-
tion for nationals OF France who are
being returned from behind the Ger
man lines.
The Red Cross is at present aiding
6 900 Belgian children. 1t is taking
complete charge of 1000.