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The Jasper news. [volume] (Jasper, Missouri) 1898-1924, 1918-10-17
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In life's universal garden
We have each to hoe our row,
And to make life worth the living
We must hoe, hoe, hoe.
The Jasper news. [volume] (Jasper, Missouri) 1898-1924, 1918-10-17

There was never a night without a
day.
Or an evening without a morning;
And the darkest hour, as the proverb
goes,
Is the hour before the dawning.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07

them get behind him. They were
larger than he, heavy, muscle
bound giants of great strength, but
he was more active on his feet. He
jo bbed and sidestepped and retreat
ell. More than once their heavy
blows crashed on his face. His eyes
dared not wander from them for an
a definite plan. AS he moved his
feet were searching for the auto
matte he had dropped.
One of his feet, dragging the
ground, came into contact with the
steel. With a swift side kick Cor
don flung the weapon n dozen feet
to the left. Presently, watching his
chance, he made a dive for it.
Trelawney, followed by Northrup,
turned and ran. One of them
caught Macdonald's horse by the
bride. He swung to the saddle and
the other man clambered on behind.
There was a clatter of hoofs and they
were gone.
Elliot stopped over the battered
BODY that lay huddled at the edge
of the water. So badly had the face
been beaten and hammered that it
was not until he had washed the
blood from the wounds that Gordon
recognized Macdonald.
Opening the coat of the insensible
man, Gordon put his hand against
the heart. He could not be sure
whether he felt it beating or wheth-
er the throbbing came from the
pulses in his finger tips. AS well
as he could he bound up the wounds
with handkerchiefs and stanched
the bleeding. With ice-cold water
from the stream he drenched the
bruised face. A faint sigh quivered
through the slack, inert body.
Gordon hoisted Macdonald across
the saddle and led the horse through
the ford. He walked beside the
animal to town, and never had two
miles seemed to him so far. With
one hand he steadied the helpless
body that lay like a sack of flour
balanced in the trough of the sad
die.
Kusiak at last lay below him, and
when he descended the hill to the
suburbs almost the first house was
the one where the Pagets lived.
Elliot threw the body across mis-
shoulder and walked up the walk
to the porch. He kicked upon the
door with his foot. Sheba answered
the knock, and at sight of what lie
carried the color faded from hey
face.
Macdonald rs been hurt-bad-
"" he eXplaint I quickly.
This way" the girl cried, and led
him to her own room.
Get Diane-and a DOCTOR" or
dered Gordon after he had laid the
unconscious man on the white sheet.
While he and Diane undressed the
mine owner Sheba got a doctor on
the telephone. The wounded man
opened his eyes after a long time,
but there was in them glaze of de-
lilium. He recognized none of them.
All night he raved, and his delirous
talk went back to the wild scenes
of his earlier life. Sometimes he
swore savagely; again he made
quiet, deadly threats; but always his
talk was crisp and clean and vigor-
Gus. Nothing foul or Shiny came to
the surface in those hours of uncon-
scious babbling.
ITO be Continued
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07

That woman did marry again.
Just that kind of a man. Naturally
she couldn't attract the other kind !;
for worthwhile men are neither
slaves nor mirrors. The law was JUS
ufied. The thing she sought was
seeking her
You can't read much in the nat
ural sciences and not realize that
this is an orderly universe. Law pre-
walls, whether in the physical or
mental realm. Nothing happens by
chance. Who can say why certain
things come to me, and certain
other things to you? Why have you
one set of problems to solve. and !
another? 1t is a question impossible
to answer now. But somewhere in
those mists which we have not yet
penetrated there is an answer
We may be living out today the
causes we ourselves set in motion in
some remote yesterday. But here
are the results. We can't evade
them; we can only face them, and
make the best of them. We can
however, put them aside as tempor-
airy and unimportant. What we de-
eide to do, we can do. 1T may take
little time. A musician has to prac-
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|Life'sProblems
Are Discussed

What do you want most in the
world?
Speak up! Pretty girl. you want
love. Young man, you mant money.
Invalid, you want health. Ambitious
dreamer, you want fame.
Here they are, all done up in neat
packages; yours, the moment you
pay the price. Expensive? oh, very.
But if you demand such luXuries as
hearts desires, you can't expect to
get them for n song.
You may read this far, and then
eXclaim: "Oh, bosh! That's all non
sense. I've struggled for years to sue
ceed, and I'm no nearer my goal than
ever. In fact, it's a DINNER spect on
the horizon than it was a few years
ago"
Very good. I make the affirmative
statement; you come back at me
with a negative one. Suppose we
argue it out. Well consider the
negative statements first. I'll take
them from the letters 1 have re-
ceived.
|. A young man writes: Il love a girl
who does not return my affection and
persistently turns a deaf ear to me-"
l can easily imagine him saying:
Now what does your affirmation
, amount to?' And l unhesitatingly
reply uSl dS IluCI as II ever ulu.
Without going into the question of
whether he could not ultimately win
! that girl if he wished and willed to
| hard enough, let us analyze his emo
| tions a nom ant: If he hadn't met
| that particular girl he would prob
! ably have fallen just as deeply in
| love with another one. 1t was a ne
cessity of his nature to love very
deeply and ardently. The strong de-
mand for affection, for a devoted
companionship, expressed itself.
If he could be philosophy al
enough to see it so, that especial girl
is not his real mate, or she would
have returned his love. Therefore
what he regards as a calamity is
really a blessing in disguise. But
that very demand of his nature If
he continues to hold it, will by the
law of attraction bring to him all
that he asks in a visible form.
Dreams, if held persistently, always
come true. The good you see is
seeking you.
Il rave no more 'gainst Time nor
Fate,
For, 10. mine own shall come to mel"
A young woman writes me of her
ambitions: II have talent l wish
! to cultivate. That is the dream of
my life. But my parents are old and
sick and need my care. Is it my
duty to stay with them and renounce
all my hopes?"
1t is not only her duty, but her
privilege, if there is no one else to
minister to those poor, old people.
But although she should give them
all the love and care that it is pos
sible for her to express, still let her
cling to her dream. No matter how
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07
Fashions of To-Day BY May Manton

The rolling collar of this blouse
that makes its own tie is one of
the very newest to have ap-
peared. 1t is charming made
of various materials, but as you
see it here, the collar and over
portions of the cuffs are of
washable satin and the blouse
itself is of Georgette crepe. The
color is a soft sand and it is worn
with a skirt of sand colored
gabardine. You could vary the
blouse in numberless ways, how
ever. White collar and over por-
tions of the cuffs are pretty on
color and color is pretty with
white. If you do not like the
tie, you can make the collar
plain as shown in the small
view. The skirt is a very smart
one, perfectly straight and sim
pie and it can be either plated
or gathered. Women who
are considering the ehome sewing
that is becoming so general will
find both models peculiarly well
adapted to their needs.
For the medium size the
blouse will require, e$s yards
of material SO inches vide, 2
yards a., with 81 yard SO for
the collar and over-portions of
the cuffs. For the skirt will be
needed, AS yards SO, 8 yards
A or 81.
The blouse pattern No. o62S
is cut in sizes from "a to 42
inches bust measure and the
skirt No. o62S in sizes from "a
to 80 inches waist measure.
They will be mailed to any adj
dress by the Fashion Depart
ment of this paper on receipt
of fifteen cents for each.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07
BREAKS A COLD
IN A FEW HOURS
First dose of "Pape's Cold
Compound" relieves all
grippe misery.
Don't stay stuffed-upl

Don't stay stuffed-up!
Quit blowing and snuffiing! A dose
of "Pape's Cold Compound" taken
every two hours until three doses are
taken will end grippe misery and
break up severe cold either in the
head, chest, body or limbs.
1t promptly opens clogged-up nos
trils and air passages; stops nasty
discharge or nose running; relieves
sick headache, dullness, feverishness,
sore throat. sneezing, soreness and
stiffness.
"Pape's Cold Compound is the
quickest, surest relief known and
costs only few cents at drug stores.
It acts without assistance, tastes
nice, and causes no inconvenience.
Don't accept a substitute.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07

far off it may seem, how impossible
of fulfllment, she should never let
it go. The opportunity will come !;
nothing can prevent it. And then
she will find that her talent has in
creased ten-fold.
A glft or a talent is not something
apart from us. 1t springs from the
depths of our nature. Suppose that
she had left her parents to their
fate and had devoted herself to her
chosen work, what would she have
acquired? Technique, perhaps. But
technique without a heart or a soul
doesn't go very far. And a life that
cannot look back on some moment
of complete self-sacrifice, some SER
ice that meant an almost unbearable
remuneration, is a poor, pallid, shah
by thing.
THE mark of rank in nature is ca
pacity for pain,
The anguish of the singer makes
the sweetness of the strain"
Another woman writes me: 81
want kind, loving husband. And
l want to make a happy home for
him. But / do not seem to meet
mestic as mine"
Ou WILL illN uGdls lCOll Jt all
of your dream, and say: "Oh, that
would be too good to happen to me.
l mustn't expect too much"
Expect everything. Nothing is
too good to be true, and the farther
away it seems, expect all the hard
er. Why shouldn't you make the
happiest kind of a home for some
appreciative man? No reason under
the sun. The man you seek is seek
ing you. Continue to live in your
dream. The law of attraction will
do the rest
But don't make the mistake of a
woman l met. We were visiting in
the same house. She was a widow,
and l overheard her saying to an
intimate friend of hers: I'm tired
of wandering about the world alone.
[ would like to marry again. But
1 don't believe men like really nice
women any more.
These remarks aroused my interest
in her. She was good looking, in
, her early thirties, with enough OF
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07

his horse and cantered away. His
mind was full of the problem that
had come into his life. He rode ah-
stractedly, so that he was at the
lower ford of the creek almost be-
fore he knew it. A bilberry thicket
struggled down to the opposite bank
of the stream on both sides of the
road.
The horse splashed through the
ford and took the little rise beyond
with a rush. Just before reaching
the brow of the hill, the animal
stumbled and fell. AS its rider went
headlong. he caught a glimpse of Il
cord drawn taut across the path.
Macdonald, shaken by the fall,
began slowly to rise. From the
shadows of the bilberry bushes two
STOPPING figures rushed at him. He
threw up an arm to ward off the
club aimed at his head, but sue
ceeded only in breaking the force of
the blow. AS he staggered back
stunned, a bullet glanced along his
forehead and ridged a furrow
through the thick hair. A second
stroke of the club Jared him to the
heels.
Though his mind was not clear,
his body answered automatically the
instinct that told him to close with
his assailants. He lurched forward
and gripped one, wrestling with him
for the revolver. Vaguely he knew
by the sharp, jagged shoots of pain
that the second man was beating
his head with a club. The warm
blood dripped through his hair and
blinded his eyes. DaZed and shall-
en-, he yet managed to get the re-
Volver from the man who had it.
Eut it was his last effort. He was
too far gone to use it. A blow on
the forehead brought him uncon-
scious to the ground bleeding from
a dozen wounds.
On his way back to Seven Mile
Creek camp Gordon Elliott down
down to the ford. In the dusk ne
was almost upon them before the
robbers heard him. For a moment
the two men stood gazing at him
and he at the tragedy before him.
One of the men moved toward his
horse.
stop there" ordered Gordon
sharply, and reached for his revol-
yer.
The man-it was the miner
Northrup-iumped for Elliot and
the field agent fired. Another mo-
ment and he was being dragged
from the saddle. What happened
next was never clear to him. He
knew that both of the bandits closed
in on him and that he was fighting
desperately against odds. The re-
volved had been knocked from his
hand and he fought with bare fists
just as they did.
They uuartered over the ground,
for Gordon would not let either of
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07
CHAPTER XIV
.NnlbuSllcd


Colby Macdonald, in miners boots
ana corduroy working suit, stood be-
side his horse with one arm care
lessly across it's rump. He was
about to start for Seven Mile Creek
camp with S2,700 in the saddlebaSs
to pay the men there.
Diane was talking with him. "She's
young and fine and spirited. OF
course it was a great shock to her.
She had been idealizing you. Buc I
think she is beginning to understand
things better. At any rate, she does
not hate YOU any more. Give the
girl time"
Il don't know. But I'm sure of
one thing. She'll not be reasonr Bile
as you call it, unless you are reas-
enable"
"You mear-Eliott?
Yes. She likes him very much.
DO you know that when the Indian
woman came he urged Sheba not TO
listen 10 rer story?"
Sounds likely-after he had spent
his good money bringing her here"
sneered the mine owner.
HE didn't. Gordon is a splendid
fellow. He wouldn't lie" answered
Diane hotly. And one thing is
sure-if YOU lay finger on him for
this, it will be fatal with Sheba. She
viii be through with you"
Macdonald had thought OF this
before. 1t had been coming to him
from several different angles that he
could not afford to crafty his de-
sire to wipe out this meddlesome
young official from his path. He
made a slow, sulky promise.
IAN right. II let him alone.
Peter can tell him"
Swinging to the saddle he spurred
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07

, nnnntice hours and hours a day. But
nothing can withstand the power of
q focused will
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07
EYES YE HAVE
Shall We Be Numbered Among
Those Who See Not BY Re-
fusing to Aid the FotSSS Adj
miniStration?

Shall we be Numbered Anon,
Those Who Sec Not by Refusin.
to Aid the Food Administration?
Are we guilty of this indict-
ment? Because the breadth of
the ocean lies between us and
Europe, are we blind to the suf-
fering there?
We are not a hard-hearted
people. We are, in fact, gen.
erous and unselfish in our sac
rtfices, once we are aroused to
a vital need.
When an American woman,
therefore, turns her back on all
pleas for economy in food, all
suggestions of the Food Admin
istration to substitute other
dishes on her table for the food
needed by the Allies, it is not
because she is callous to the suf-
fering of others. 1t is because
she lacks imagination. Her eyes
can not span the five thousand
miles of ocean that lie between
us and Europe. She can not
see the lines of muddy, gaunt,
hollow-eyed men in the
trenches. She can not see the
children standing patiently in
line for hours with their little
tin cups waiting for their days
allotment Of milk. She can not
see the hard working, underfed
women in their homes or in
factories.
But the sacrifice asked of us
is not great-just to use less of
wheat, meat, sugar and fats, and
to waste no food. That is all.
Yet, if we do these few things,
the gloom will be lifted from
thousands of hearts across the
sea.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07
an income to live pleasantly. Why
had she no suitors?

an income to live pleasantly, Why
had she no suitors?
1t wasn't hard to find out. That
evening at dinner she monopolized
the conversation. She told various
experiences of which she was al
ways the heroine. She analyzed her
peculiar characteristics and emotions
eXhaustively. She repeated fiatter-
ing remarks made to her and about
her. The dinner seemed endless
The rest of us liked to talk, but we
got no chance. We were supposed
to listen admiringly. A nervous man
next to me whispered: How glad
her husband must have been to die"
Her good looks. her radiant health,
her bit of money, all went for
nothing. She was more interested
in herself than in the people she met.
| She had shut herself up in the most
/ terrible of prisons-herself. She had
buried herself in the most profound
isolation, for she had bounded her
self by herself. She didn't want q
husband who would be companion;
she wanted a stupid and adoring
slave, a mirror to reflect her own
opinion of herself. +.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07
STOMACH UPSET?
Get at the Real Cause-Take
DR.. Edwards Olive Tablets

That's what thousands of stomach
sufferers are doing now. Instead of
taking tonics, or trying to patch up a
poor digestion, they are attacking the
real cause of the ailment - clogged
liver and disordered bowels.
DR.. Edwards Olive Tablets arouse
the liver in a soothing, healing way.
When the liver and bowels are per-
forming their natural functions, away
goes indigestion and stomach troubles.
If you have a bad taste in your
mouth, tongue coated, appetite poor,
lazy, don't-care feeling, no ambition or
energy, troubled with undigested foods.
you should take Olive Tablets, the
substitute for calomel.
DR.. Edwards Olive Tablets are
purely vegetable compound mixed with
olive oil. You will know them by their
olive color. They do the work without
gripping, cramps or pain.
Take one or two at bedtime for quick
relief, so you can eat what you like.
At 10c and 25c per box. Ali druggists.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07

Look at the tongue, mother! If
coated, 1t is sure sign that your lit
tie ones stomach, liver and bowels
need a gentle, thorough cleansing at
once.
When peevish, cross, listless, pale,
doesn't sleep, doesn't eat or act ma
turally. or is feverish, stomach sour,
breath bad; has stomach-ache, sore
throat, diarrhoea, full of cold, give
teaspoonful of California Syrup of
Figs" and IN a fe~ hours all the
foul, cUnstipated waste, undigested
food and sour bile gently moves out
of the little bowels without gripping
and you have a we'll. playful child
again.
You needn't coax sick children to
take this harmless fruit laxative;"
they love its delicious taste, and It
always makes them seel splendid.
Ask your druggist for a bot
tie of California Syrup of Figs"
which has directions for babies, chill
dren of all ages and for grown ups
plainly on the bottle. Beware Of
counterfeits sold here. To be sure
you get the genuine, ask to see that
1t is made by California Fig Syrup
Company" Refuse any other kind
with contempt.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07
Modern Woodmen to
Observe 10th Anniversary

The twentieth anniversary of Har-
risburg Camp, No. $3.50, Modern Wood
men Of America, will be observed in
the camp hall, 1865 Howard street.
addresses will be made by o. f.
tion addresses will be made by o. Il.
Aleshire, head banker. of Chicago, and
E. ]. Bullard, director. OF Detroit.
The officers of the camp for the en-
suing year are as follows: Consul.
George b. Nebinger; past consul.
George w. Warden; adviser. Harry
Hill; clerk, L. A. Miller; assistant
Tow Towsen; 81 Soii escort &C % John OahN H genning nj e.
physicians, DR.. w. r. Douglas, DIR. II.
T.. Smith, DIR. ]. II. Kreider; watch
man, John X. Morrow; sentry, Charles
p. Rea; trustees George w. Warden
j. Edward Murray and George
Satchell
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-01-07
The
Yukon Trail
BY William NfanI cod Raina
(Continued)
William Macleod Raine

Times have changed, Mac. You
can't shoot down this fellow with
out making all kinds of trouble.
The administration would drop you
like a hot potato if you did a thing
like that. Sheba would never speak
TO you again. Your friends would
know in their hearts it was murder.
You can't do it."
Macdonald's jaw clamped. Then
let him get out. That's my last
word to him"
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1918-08-02
ITO Be C-ontinued.J
FELT THAT HE NEEDED "PEP"
Little Fellow Simply Had to Spend Q
Nickel of the Dime in His
Possession.

Frank Groninger, attorney, has a
pink-cheeked, tow-headed youngster,
whose name to every one who knows
him, is synonymous with effervescent,
overlooking spirits. He is a thinker,
too, this small Jack.
It was he, who some years ago (he
has now attained the mature age Of
eight years., after gravely meditating
on the phenomenon that ensued when
things were planted in the ground-i.
e., that duplicates of the thing planted
accommodatingly took root and grew
up out of the ground-was discovered
in the yard by his mother, carefully
patting and Shaping down a pile Of
wet mud with his small spade.
what are you doing Jack; planting
something's" Jacks evident reluctance
to disclose the nature of his agricul-
tural activities aroused his mothers
suspicion. Grasping one of the minia-
ture garden tools at Jacks feet she
dug vigorously into the wet mud. Al
CLINT caught her eye, and in Mortified
4'once she scraped the mud from her
led gold watch.
5ut, if Jack didn't succeed in grow
ing nice little timepieces, that a small
boy could hear tick undisturbedly, he
has kept right on being active. Hence,
his mothers surprise the other day at
a reply of his.
Jacks father, before leaving for his
office, gave Jack a dime. Afterward
Jacks mother seeing the coin in his
hand, ~admonished him to put the dime
away and save it.
80 mother" Jack exclaimed insin-
uatingly, 81 simply got to spend a
nickel of it to give me some 'pep.'"-
Indianapolis News.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1918-08-02
FAMOUS FOREST QUITE GONE
Absolutely Nothing Left of the Once
Beautiful Woods That Were the
Pride of Verdun.

Lovers used to stroll arm in arm
through the well-ordered forests of
Verdun. To stroll arm in arm where
these forests once stood is no longer
possible, Gouverneur Morris writes in
Golfers. You must go alone. If there
has been rain you should have nails
in your boots. The smooth convolu-
tons of the hills have been tortured
and turned into ridges and hollows like
the Atlantic ocean during the equi-
noctial gales.
I doubt if there is to be found one
single square yard of the original for
est floor. 1 doubt if there is to be
found n single perfect example of
a shell crater. One crater breaks into
the next, and there, merged into one
shocking hollow, are a dozen which
at the first moment of looking ap-
peared to have been but one.
1t has been well but truly worked"
that forest floor; but not for 100 years
can it eve again be worked by man
in any peaceful and profitable pursuit.
Rich soil (doubly rich now, it will be
Stunned by the farmer with his plow:
a prospect very rich in copper and
iron, the prospector will shUn it, for
here, buried and half-buried, the shells,
great and little, which did not explode
at all, are as thick as temptation in
the life of every man.