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Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-01-15
FORMER RESIDENT DEAD.
Mrs. Anna Hisey Wilson Dies at Yank
ton S. D., Hospital.

TON .. ~, rlCSPita'.
Word received by the Times Repuo-
lican from Yankton, S. D., tells of the
death there on Jan. 10 Of Mrs. Anna
Hisev Wilson. wife OF Nathan 5. Will
son. and former resident of TINS
county. Mrs. Wilson passed away at
the South Dakota hospital for the in
sane. in which she had been a patient
for nine years. She was living at
Aberdeen. s. D.. at the time her mind
failed her. and where her husband was
employed in the local freight depart
ment OF the Minneapolis e st. Louis
railroad. In order to be near his wife
Mr.. Wilson secured n position in the
hospital. and has been in charge or
the mems ward of the institution.
Mrs. Wilson spent her young woman
hood IN this county, and was employed
az a rural school teacher here. She
became the wife OF Mr.. Wilson in 1880,
the ceremony being performed in a
Friends meeting IN the Prairieville
Friends church according to the rites
Of the church. Mr.. and Mrs Wilson
lived here for about four years after
their marriage. and went from here TO
Marcus Mr. Wilson studied for the
ministry. ana Wa ORDAINED III tHt
Methodist church. He and his wife
went to Henry. s D. in 1897, and Mr.
Wilson held charges at Lake Preston.
HeCla. Loola. and other points. Mr.
wilson gave up the ministry when his
wife's ,,aa'.h became impaired.
Mrs. Wilson was about 60 years OF
age. She was well known in South
Dakota thru her work in the W. c. T.
I. Of that state. and for a year was
matroH Of Mitchell College, Mitchell.
5. =.
Besides her husband Mrs. Wilson is
survived by three brothers and two
sisters. Joseph II. Hisey, formerly of
this city. one OF the brothers, lives at
Kansas City: and the Youngest brother,
Allen, n New York City. The oldest
brother, Andrew Townsend Hlsey. lived
at Tama for many years. and the last
known Of him here was a patient in a
hospital because OF his weakened men
Emma We!del. OF Cleveland, o.. for sew
eral years a teacher in the public
schools Of this city: and Mrs. Kate
TUNNEL. OF Kansas City. Another sis
ter, Mrs. Hattie Mills. died a few years
ago IN Kansas City. Mr.. Wilson was
son OF the late Ezekiel L. Wilson. o,
Taylor township, and a nephew OF the
Late Nathan W. Wilson. father Of Mrs.
James Andrews. Mrs. Philip Collins.
OF Taylor township. Is a cousin of Mr..
Wilson.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-01-15
ASSIGNMENT OF CASES.
Equity Actions Set For Hearing ir
Court This Week,

The following assignment OF equity
cases has been made by Judge B. +
Cummings for the district court begin
ming Wednesday:
Wednesday. Jan. 16-Johnson vs.
York, Good VS.. Good, Hesmer VS.. Hes
mer.
Thursday. Jan. 17-Cartwr!ght VS.
Hawkeye Commercial Mems Associa-
ton, Brown VS.. Hawkeye Commercial
Mems Association, Baumgart VS.. Blak-
ensh!p. Citizens Lumber Company VS.
Day. ct al.
Friday. Jan. 1s-Brand VS.. Morse, ct
al: Stegall VS.. Stegall, Phillips vs.
Phillips. H Me.se estate.
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against disloyalty and treason, and
while organized within labor assem-
blies Is not limited in membership to
union men. Samuel Gompers. presi-
dent Of the American Federation OF
Labor, recently addressed proclama-
ton to the labor unions Of the country,
urging the organization of alliances for
the period Of the war. In general its
purpose Is to stamp out treason and
sedition and to cooperate with the gov
eminent in the safeguarding Of public
institutions.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-01-15
Dodd Registered in Buffalo,

Chief Of Police Breckel received a
letter this morning from the exemption
board Of Buffalo in which 1t was said
that Harry II. Dodd. who is being held
In Jail here, had registered there. The
letter added that Dodd had not given
the exemption board his change of adj
dress, and that his QUESTIONABLE had
been returned. The QUESTIONABLE, the
board added. is now being forwarded
to this city. Dodd was sentenced to
serve thirty days for peddling without
O license.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-01-15
WARNED OF DlSLOYALTY,
Grand Jury Instructed to Investigate
Cases Of Pro- German

Special emphasis was given by Judge
3. +. Cummings this forenoon in in
struct!ons regarding the Investigation
OF cases Of pro- GerIraism, when he in
structed the grand jury which was
chosen and went into session this
forenoon. The grand jury was told that
it should exercise special energy in in
vestisat!ng cases OF slackers. sedtion.
pro German talk and treason. D. s.
Collins was selected foreman, and the
other members are W. A Carpenter.
Robert Harper. Louis Hartwig, H. c.
Hooven. ". 5. Montgomery and Walter
Thomas.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-01-15

Brooks. the latter singing evangelist
Of F'ayette. Rev. Mr.. Thomas accepted
the nag on behalf Of the church. Mr.
Thomas spoke on Moving Pictures
during the evening. and Mr.. Brooks
sang.
The service flag for the church con7
tains five stars, representing that num-
Der of young men who are In the army
from homes Of members Of the church.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-01-15
Service EIaa to u. B. Church.

On behalf Of the Bethany Boosters
of the United Brethren church Miss
Frances Thomas daughter of the pas
tor Of the church, presented a service
flag to the church Monday evening at
an extension meeting of the evangei-
istic campaign being conducted at Le-
Grand by Rev. F. J. Thomas and G. Is.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-01-15
TEsREPUBIICKN MARsHAILTOWN, IOWA. JANUARY IS. 1913

given, including those OF the club mem
bers, and of other persons in the city.
"Classen" downed some, ''Schwietert'
others, "Wiltamuth' and "Vyskocil"
were too much for many. and Mrs.
Chesire and Mrs. II. A. Kinnan finally
were left to fight 1t out Mrs. Chesire
failed on "Shollenberger"
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-01-15
LABOR IN LOYAL MOVEMENT.
Trades and Labor Assembly Makes
Move 10 Oroanize AlIiance

MOVE 10 OT9ahiZe NllIdnce.
A movement to organize under the
auspices of the Trades and Labor As
sembly Of the city a branch of the AL
lance For Labor and Democracy was
started at a meeting Of the assembly
held Monday night and attended by
President F. A. Garfield Of Cedar Rap
IDS, Of the State Federation OF Labor.
A committee was appointed to have
charge of the prelminar!es Of the or
ganization.
The movement IS a war measure for
the protection OF the government
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but whose modest joys are to me so unat-
tainable, so eloquent and so sublime"
At this point the poet lit a cigarette to
coming out better than he had expected;
he began to take more interest in her. On
the night before he approached the period
OF her struggles to gain the first rung Of
the ladder It was with compassion for the
sufferings that he was about to inflict on
the poor child.
So the poet in his attic made for her
heart out Of his own feeling, and a mind
out Of his own ideals, and created for the
woman the soul she lacked. And the wom-
an, in her vanity, tried to appear to the
poet like the queen he had achieved
And then, when he wrote, his heroine
smiled, in fancy, with the real woman's
face; and when he went to her rooms the
real woman was glorified in his illusion.
with his heroine's thoughts And he fell in
love-with the goddess Of his book-and
imagined 1t was with the bona-roba.
And socially, Of course, a successful bona
roba was as high above mere man Of
letters as the moon Of heaven. He con.
fessed his sentiments to her only when he
was asleep-and woke up terrified by his
presumption, before he had had her an.
swer. That is to say. he did not get any
further than this till q good many weeks
had passed.
"You have no regret, mademoiselle, that
you confided the work to mel" he faltered
one day, when not great deal remained
for him to do.
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But quite the reversed" she exclaimed.
How do you come to ask such a thing!
You have tackled the job with inspira-
toni"
"The inspiration was my protagonist
! ask because-because- Enfin, II is be
cause I wish the result to content my en-.
ployer. at any rate"
you are not content yourself? All. ]
understand, The true artist is never
wholly content with his performance. II
Is the same with me-"
mo, that is not it." said Tricotrin, whose
nervousness became more apparent every
minute. at is from personal considera-
tons that | often feel II would have been
discreet OF me to let the chance slide. I
shall be frank! / acknowledge that the
offer was welcome, that in my poverty the
fee was not to be sneezed at But If my
purse was slim, my wants we're few; hard
up as | was, mademoiselle ] had one bless
ing that I would not have bartered for
fee far greater-and the job has stripped
me OF it,"
"Tiens?" she said innocently. reclining
on a couch. What may il have been?"
Her gown, though then the very newest
thing. was like that robe the lissome Vivien
wore. at Merlin's feet, in good King Ar.
thurs reign-it more expressed than hid
her" where she lay.
at was my peace of mind!'' exclaimed
the poet 'Ah, when you so lightly hired me,
did it occur to you to wonder what emo
tons beset the poor devil whose days were
TO be passed communing with you. on pa.
per, in your every woodworking beside
you in spirit in your every hour? To write
your Memoirs was to comprehend you. and
to comprehend was to Worship am the
most miserable of mem"
Tonnes instinct was to burst out laugh
ing, but she recognized this would not suit
the great-hearted heroine that was her lat
est role. So she murmUred with mournful
intensity:
How you have distressed me. What
grief your confession brings! had not an
idea-l have Always thought you viewed me
purely as a theme. Mon pauvre ami,
shall never pardon myself what ! have
done. All, mon Dieu, It is not all candies
and cake to be a woman"
Copyright. 1918. by the Star Compa
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which ran: 81 have read and have wept.
Time has stolen my curls, but II cannot
impair my tenderness" In a temper she
tore it into as many pieces as she could
manage. "Ah. c'est trop fort!' she cried;
Il am fed with Virofay (Aisne)."
However, there was nothing to postpone
the trip in the case OF Durand He was
shaved and trimmed and frizzed. and had
his mustache curled, and embarked on his
adventure with a posy in his buttonhole.
And when she was accosted at her portals
by an ardent tobacconist in his Sunday
clothes, who brought a grin to the face OF
her chauffeur. her temper boiled higher
still
Durand returned from his adventure
with no illusion about his lady's sentiments
for him. And now, incensed at the thought
that either Bazaud or Lebobe must be the
lucky man, he burned to put spoke in the
wheels of both. Lebobe, as a bachelor. was
beyond his spite: but he contrived a word
In the ear Of Mme Bazaud. And since
Bazaud had been artfully paving his way to
a solitary excursion, the young woman be-
lieved the worst and was broken-hearted.
She wrote distractedly to her mother in
Paris.
The advent Of a persistent mother with
out bonnet was even more trying to Tome
than the arrival OF the Sundayted tobac-
conist- Her rage knew literally no bounds
at this notifying appeal to her not to
poach on the preserves Of tailor's wife
And when her contempt for the snip was
discredited. and she heard herself reviled
in the most expressive argot for ensnaring
his affections, she felt 1t to be the limit
She was reckoning without Lebobe. No
sooner was the stocktaking concluded than
Lebobe hied himself to the metropolis with
a bulky valise and lively anticipations. The
interval had served to strengthen his view
that for him to propose marriage TO her
would not be throwing himself away, in
circumstances. But it would be a noble
course, and he foresaw with pleasure her
emotions at his chivalry. At the Office OF
La Voix he demanded her address with the
bearing Of one who had no doubts Of his
welcome.
They we're Irritating at the office with
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the heroine's way out When she spoke
her tones were deep and grave:
with a word l can end II? Yes, it is a
fact. And, since have spoken that word
to men who were as shadows to me, you
mean that there exists nothing to prevent
my speaking 1t to you, friend? under
stand! You tell me that II permit your
misery to continue, it can only be because
am callous to it? All. unhappy one that
| am, have not the right to resent that
taunt! | wonder If you will understand
me when say that it is because am far
from callOus-because ! have for you a
sentiment. which no other man has wax
ened in me-that l cannot sham to you?
! cannot! All that is highest in me pro
tests! The passion that you crave may
yet be born, but cannot feign it. To
you | would yield nothing but the unsul
lied truth. All, my poet, you. who have
seen behind the mask. who know me as
am, do not ask me to sink below the Tome
you love. Do not ask me to profane the
purest affection of my meretriciOus life!
To others. to the world. can be courtesan.
but to you | would be myself"
The poet was deeply affected; his speech
in reply was on plane no less lofty than
her own. And now, buoyant with the hope
that his love would be reciprOcated yet. he
his pen that his heroine was exalted to
more celestial qualities on every page.
AS the bulk OF the manuscript was al
ready delivered, the editor at this juncture
decided to start publishing 1t. my Life.
by Tome Virohay." was announced on
every boarding. And IL Paris was not pre-.
cisely duped II was at all events much
tickled. In the cafes walters grew tired
of informing customers that La VoiX was
engaged; and the orders that reached the
office from the provinces showed that in
terest in the Memoirs extended beyond the
capital.
The autobiography was now widely dis
cussed in Virofay (Aisne). In the Cafe de
la Marie, Bazaud. Durand and Lebobe sew
orally scanned the journal over their
evening books; and few weeks later. as
luck would have it, they scanned a copy
OF an issue wherein the heroine was In her
most domestic mood Thus:
y. Great Britain Rights Reserved.
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The poets impulse was to bound with
citation at her taking 1t so gently, but he
realized that as a sutton he should be pros.
trate at her implied lack Of responsiveness.
So he groaned, with q gesture of despair:
81 am no more to you than your lackey!"
What you have said is cruel" she ex-
postulated, doing her utmost to sound
wounded to the core. 81 have not deserved
that at your hands! For one thing. have
a vivid admiration for your artistry, and
for another, the artist has become a
friend"
Butt am illimitably honored. but
"Ah!" he cried, falling on his knees. be
merciful! II have climbed in a few
months to the pinnacle Of your friendship.
am l mad to dream that in time might
soar to the empyresn of your love? Grant
me the hope, and will wait in silence
will be patient, will be enduring. My
submission alone shall plead for mel"
%As to that" she conceded willingly,
who shall divine the future?"
"Ah, the thought Of time is torment!
adore you today"
do not persist-you may see that suf-
fer!"
There is. only you in my world"
Everything you add increases my self
reproach."
Il die at your feet!"
Enough, / entreat you-your pain Is In
supportable to mel"
Tome! With a word you can end itl"
She was in a pass that she had been
wishful to avoid. She paused, seeking for
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| leonard f|erriick
The Woman IN The Boo F

"And now that these struggles 30 stu
pendous are past-now that my aspirations
have been fuliIled-am / content? You
are going to tell me that should be thank
less otherwise! But my sole motive for
writing these Memoirs is to blurt forth the
truth-and avow that often mourn! In
many hours Of solitudeI question II Fate
had not been gentler to withhold my tri-
umphs, and even my taIents-to permit me
to dwell obscurely in the sphere which I
forsook Through my tears / see again q
young girl-poor; yet rich in the possession
Of a brave mans love; and !. tell myself
that this love Of her youth was a vaster
treasure, though she knew It not, than all
the spIendors she has since attained. One
must suffer to grow wise! It is too late.
But fairer far, In my reveries, than bou-
quets that symbol fame, is a little knot OF
field flowers that a brave man gathered
for a girlish breast one longgone Easter
morn"
Comment" calculated Bazaud, Durand
and Lebobe, jumping in turn; "she loves
me still" And though none Of them had
any definite recollection Of an Easter morn.
each added to himself expanding with
pride. without doubt 1t was jolly well
who gathered those field fowers!"
Needless to say. not one Of them made q
secret Of bis dynasty; and 50, that week,
each Of the trio observed pompously to the
others, mon Dieu, am touched! II make
me reprS-ch myself that did not fathom
her devotion for me a. the timeI" And
each Of the others replied, with . fine
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smile, You distress yourself
without cause, old chap-what
she says refers to me. The
knot of field flowers puts It
beyond dispute, for 1 wildly
remember the incident"
The discussion grew heated;
ana at midnight, when the
three tradesmen left the cafe
and went their respective
roads. what conceited fools
they are those two!" declared
Lebobe.
Now all the way home Mon
sieur Bazaud, though a family
man, was lured by visions Of
a gilded scene in which he
should sit, for q while, ne
calling the days Of yore with
the great woman who was still
sweet on him. What a ire
mendous adventurei The idea
thrilled In his bosom. All the
way home Monsieur Durand.
who was a Widower, fluttered
at the breathless notion Of SEN
timental dalliance for a whole
week amid the celebrity's
grandeurs. II would be q week
Of royalty, And all the way
home Monsieur Lebobe, who
had remained q bachelor from
scepticism of being loved for
his qualities alone, palpitated
before a prospect vaster yet;
he questioned whether he
might not do worse for him
self than give his name to the
opulent queen Of the stage who
adored him.
That night Lebobe wooed
sleep in vain. And he re-
GREETED much that the exigen-
cies Of business-they were
stocktaking at The Ladies'
Paradise-made 1t impossible
for him to indulge in a trip
to Paris before the following
week. That she might be
speedily apprised that he was
touched" he telegraphed to
her on the morrow. Tome
found further food for dis
approval of the poets fancy
when she received, with the
editors apologies for having
inadvertently opened it. a tele-
gram from Viroflay (Aisnel
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nee upon a time
there dwelt in the
dull town Of Viro-
fay (Aisne) g
poor girl named
Tome, the daugh-
ter Of a concierge.
A concierge is q
superfluity foster
ed in France to
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my command. In fine, / shall aspire to
hear Paris exclaim that Mile. Viroiay
writes nearly as we'll as she acts"
"Or even quite as welli" said Tome.
you would not need to be a Nine. de
Stael to do that!" thought he. For it must
be confessed that she did not owe her
position primarily either to her vocal or
: her histrionic powers. And he went on,
AS to the valuable material that you will
supply-your early memories, the treas
ured recollections of your childhood. the
first throbbing of ambition? If / may
venture to suggest It, the best way would
be for you to inform me Of as much as
possible this afternoon, and to spare
few minutes to me daily till you have
given me an outline Of the rest"
'CommentF' screamed Tome: daily.
Mais-mon Dieu! Do you figure your
self have nothing to think about but
silly old book? All tut, aIors! under.
stood that you designed to save me all
the bother?
Il do, WILL" stammered the scribe, dis
mayed; ''it will be a rare joy to me!
Only feel sure, mademoiselle, that on
reflection you will perceive that should
be made acquainted with the facts that /
am to record. | shall mold them, | shall
embellish them, / shall pose them in the
most alluring attitudes with rosebuds in
their hair; but to accomplish your sutobi
ography, truly fear that / must possess
somewhat more than the universal knowl-
edge that you are transcendantly triumph
ant, and gifted, and beautiful"
"Ah, weIl,' she said, open to reason,
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comfited poet on the staircase. What
an undertaking for two hundred francs!
II is colossal. Certainly my heroine has a
captivating appearance, but fiction is more
exigent thai life-in fiction a woman's ap-
pearance is not enough. Mademoiselle
Tome has no fine attributes, no spiritual
graces, she is devoid Of almost everything
essential to heroine; l have got to invent
a nature for her. as well as a history.
wonder how much space her anecdotes will
hI?"
Mounting to his garnet, he drew a chair
to the table; anu having dipped his pen in
the ink industriously, sat staring with de-
spondence over the chimney pots.
What piece Of work are you at now"
demanded his comrade. Pitou, re-entering
at nightfall.
81 have been entrusted with task which
| am not at liberty to communicate" said
the poet However, you may see as much
Of it as 1 have donei" And he displayed
d blank sheet Of paper.
1t was not until the morrow that he de-
cided on TONES nature. Then he resolved
that she should be woman whose genius
had thrust her into notoriety against the
dictates OF a simple heart. And this be-
ing determined, he got along with her
treasured recollections at a fair pace. Her
passing reference to the dear father and
mother, who were not spared to see her
conquer" could hardly have been more
wistful within the compass of twenty
words, and the line in which she limited
at present day reveries by their NIB was
replete with tenderness.
by disposition am domesticated," she
declared further on. Even sweeter music
to my ears than the plaudits of the be-
loved public-that says something!-are
the voices Of children at play. All. the lit
tie innOcents! How often, in brief re-
spite from feverish career, have gazed
wide-eyed at some smiling peasant in a cot
tage doorway, her babe upon her breast!
You ask me what emotion the sight in
spires in me? II is envy. Yes, / avow 1t!
] question whether l would not change
places with this humble woman, in whose
vocabulary the word art does not exist,