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The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25
Long Trip.

Word was received by Sheriff and
Mrs. Downing and Mr.. and Mrs. J. A.
Downing that their sons, Wayne and
Ross Downing. had arrived safely at
Bordeaux, France. They reached the
same destination as many of our other
boys but by a long route. Their trip
covered 10000 miles. They went over
land far up into Canada, and thence
across and down through the English
channel and on to the south of France
Just why such special secrecy was
used over the trip is not explained.
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25

Sweaters and Underwear at White
heads, POS South Main st.
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25

In these days of high prices it is
more necessary than ever that all
stock. machinery, and other materials
be carefully housed to protect IT. Good
store rooms, barns, ETC., are in great
err demand than ever before. The G.
II. Brown Lbr. g. Mfg. Co., make a
speciality of this class of work and can
make any needed additions to your
buildings quickly and at reasonable
cost. Talk it over with them.
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25

Hats, Caps and Gloves at Whitehead
POS South Main st.
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25
The Presidents Message.

The first page of the Register is
given over to the Presidents message
on the Liberty Loan drive. 1t is a
fac-simile of the Presidents handwrit-
ing. The message is in Mr.. Wilson's
most vigorous and pointed style and
is worthy the attention and deep con-
sideration of all our readers. The
cause is the greatest in the history of
the world and his forcible presenta-
ton should go home to all citizens.
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25
Judge West Promoted.

Judge Frank West, who although
formerly adjutant general of the Colo
RADIO guard, enlisted several months
ago as a private and went to Camp
Funston, has been given the honor of
being promoted to Lieutenant without
going through a training school. Lieut..
West is now located at Waco. Texas
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25
Another Officer.

John r. White, county surveyor. has
received his commission as lieuten-
ant, and notice to come at once. He
was for a number of years one of
the lieutenants of Lamar's company
of the C. N. G., and has been trying
for some time to arrange his affairs
to enter the service.
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25
DIR. X. c. SAPERO

the well known eye, ear, nose and
throat specialist of Denver will again
visit Lamar on Saturday. Oct. IL, at
Ben-Mar Hotel. Glasses fitted scien-
tifically. Consultation and examina-
ton free.
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25
Quality in Coats and Suits.

When you speak of ladies coats and
suits Wooltex spells quality and style
to all who keep posted. and the an
nouncement of the fall and winter dis
play by the blouse of Wooltex." The
w. ]. Johnston Mere. Co., in this
weeks Register will be especially in
teresting.
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25

Sunday school at 9:45 a. m.
w. w. Hagaman, Superintendent.
Morning worship at HOO o'clock.
b. Y. p. u, 7:30 p. m.
Evening worship at 500 p. m.
Everybody is welcome.
T. +. Kelly, Pastor.
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25
Money to Loan
Plenty OF Cheap Money
for good Farm and City
Loans. Call and see me.
l.. WRIT MARKHAM

f. NJ. Wilson was a Denver visitor
the first of the week.
A. Pultz took in the Pueblo fair one
or two days this week.
c. f. Cook, the Fredonia oil magnate
was here the first of the week on bust
ness.
Earl Miller last week purchased the
S. S. Smith residence on South Third
street.
J. X. Shilling spent several days
the first of the week in Pueblo and
Colorado Springs.
N. N. Mclean, district chairman, at
tended a Liberty Loan meeting in Dem
yer last Saturday.
Agent ]. II. Snyder of the Santa Fc
attended a meeting of agents at AL
buquerque this week.
Albert Morich, the Holly furniture
man, was in Lamar fixing up his
questionable last Monday.
J. A. Rosebrough, the Bristol mer-
chant, was transacting business at the
county seat last Saturday.
Mr.. and Mrs. J. F. Howe of Denver
visited the first of the week with their
daughter, Mrs. L. f. Likes.
Donald Mclean left the first of the
week for Boulder to enter the univer-
sity and the students army training
corps.
Supt. X A. Shanner of the Holly
schools was shaking hands between
trains last Saturday with Lamar
friends.
Ralph Traxler and Richard Merrill
returned to Boulder on Wednesday
morning for the term at the state uni
versity.
DIR. ]. c. Parrish of Vandalia. Mis-
souri,. visited his brother, Senator A.
N. Parrish, and family several days
this week.
Mrs. l.. c. Barnard and daughter,
Miss Ethel, left Sunday for Fort Col
Inns, where the latter will attend col
lege this winter.
Mr.. and Mrs. Samuel Barker and Mr..
and Mrs. Houston of Macksburg, Iowa,
visited in the home of Mr.. and Mrs
C. NJ. Lee last week.
Messrs. F. A. Cox and f. w. Gregg
left yesterday for Pueblo to take in
the state fair and will probably visit
Denver before returning.
w. ]. Johnston, f. C. of Malta Com
mandery, Knights Templar. attended
the sessions of the Grand Command
cry in Denver last Friday.
Robert McIlvaine went to Colorado
Springs on Monday where he expects
to enter Colorado College and enlist
in the students training corps.
Charley Hansen has been regularly
appointed as carrier on Rural Route
No. running west and north of La
mar, and entered on the job this week.
Mrs. H. C. Veneman and two chill
dren arrived from Chicago Sunday
morning for a visit in the home of
her parents, Judge and Mrs. j. X.
Doughty.
E. G. Henkins and son. Ellsworth,
left yesterday overland for Denver.
Ellsworth expects to go to Boulder,
enter the students training crops, and
attend college.
Attorney Chas. L. Doughty, who was
called to Denver three weeks ago to
take special military training, has been
assigned to the position of clerk of
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25

Notions, School Tablets, Stationery.
and Toilet Articles at Whitehead's, 20s
South Main Street.
The Lamar register. [volume] (Lamar, Colo.) 1889-1952, 1918-09-25

Georgette, Crepe de Chine, and
Viole Waists, Skirts and Hosiery at
Whitehead's, POS South Main St.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
Let's Play

Let's dream, like the child in its playing,
That we are happy and free;
Let's change things round US by saying
They're the things we wish them to be;
And if there is a sadness or sorrow,
Let's dream till we charm them away;
Let's learn from the children and borrow
A saying from childhood-''Let's play"
Let's play that there are roses in bloom;
Let's play there is pleasure in duty
And light where we thought there was
gloom;
Let's play that this heart with its sorrow
Is hidden be joyous and glad;
Let's play that we'll find on tomorrow
The joys that we never have had.
Let's play we have done with repining;
LET'S play that our longings are still;
Let's play that the sunlight is shining
To gild the green slope of the hill;
Let's play these are birds blithely Aingine
Their songs of delight to the air;
Let's play that the worlds full of singing
Let's play there is love everywhere,
j. w. Foley.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
Burnt Gas
Continued from page one.)

in the stupefying fumes until he could
anchor the Vida in place of safety.
AS Brad hurried down into the cabin fear
clutched at his heart. A quick examination
| told him the worst had happened. The
tank was empty! That first day of shifting
berths over the bank had used too much
"gas."
Brad felt stunned. With only the sails
he could never make Portland Head against
the wind. Which way should he steer.
A lightship was near now, riding head to
across her stern, She could give him no
assistance; a small boat would never live in
so high sea.
On raced the sloop. Keeping the wind
on the end of the boom, Brad held the
boat near the jibbing point. 1t was hard,
ticklish steering; if the boom came over,
it might mean their ruin. Ahead were
miles of rocks and lodges. The Vida had
tender planks; she was probably leaking
already. She could not long endure the
pounding of those giant seas.
At last he was we'll up into cove. He
dropped the wheel and ran forward, threw
over the hfty-pound anchor and gave it
fifteen fathoms of cable. The sloop reared
like a skitish horse and began to drag.
Brad's heart sank. If the Vida could not
hold on, she would either be blown to sea,
or wrecked on Cape Porpoise or Wood
Island.
Brad had done all he could. With both
hands on the cable, he waited. Up went
the bow. The sloop began to drag, then
gave another leap; the line tautened, held;
the anchor had hooked under something
solid on the bottom. The Vida was safe.
Brad wasted no time in exultation. He
leaped to the cabin, for he knew that even
the slightest delay might cost a life. The
five men still breathed. In furious haste he
dragged them out and stretched them on
the deck. Not until the last one lay in the
open air did he signal the shore with
kerosene torch, Before long an answering
light f1ared from lobsterman's shack. and
soon Brad had plenty of help in his task OF
reviving his unconscious mates.
The next morning the storm abated and
the wind veered to the Southwest. That
afternoon the Vida, with her crew now full
ly recovered from the effects of the gas,
slipped into Portland and DISCHARGED her
fish at Commercial Dock.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
Black Hurricane
Continued from page FOUR

NCOntlDueQ from page IOur.)
stood what was expected of him, for his
painting nostrils and quivering neck indi-
Gated that he sensed the danger ahead.
Bert never urged him on. When did Black
Hurricane need urgingi With an occasion
al word of encouragement, the boy leaned
his body almost fiat against the neck. The
rider behind. clinging desperately to hang
on, held his breath as the great black charg-
er pounded along, using every ounce of his
strength to carry his double load to safety.
"We'll do it, Hurricane!' whispered
Bert. 81 know you can do it, good boy"
And Black Hurricane ran as he never ran
before, gaining on the riderless horse ahead;
but the fire raced faster, crossing his path,
and finging banners of smoke and fame
around them. The last open gap seemed
to close, and then, with snort, the horse
plunged into the cloud of smoke swept to-
wards them by the wind. For a moment
horse and riders were blinded by it. Then
the air seemed to clear. When they opened
their eyes again they were beyond the pail
of smoke. Black Hurricane had carried
them in safety past the closing ring of fire.
Limping and painting from his exertions,
Hurricane finally stopped at the edge of the
river. Bert slid down to help Mr.. Billin gs
to the ground. "We're safe!" he cried ex-
ultantly.
eyes, Bert, thank God!' heartily re-
sponded the man. Then looking up he
added: "What a pair you two are! 1t
would be crime to separate you. Black
Hurricane belongs to you, Bert, and no one
shall take him from you. have no right
to him, although l love him as / never low
ed another horse
In spite of his broken leg. he reached up
and stroked the cold nose of Hurricane who,
as if he understood, neighed gently and per-
mitted the strange hand to caress him. Bert,
on the other side, was burying his hands in
the soft, silky name, with tears of Joy very
near the surface of his eyes. Black Hurri-
cane was his again to keep and ride for
ever.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
SELECTED ITEMS

Miss Mollie Brown, Georgia back
woods school-teacher and spinster of forty,
but who was neither fat nor fair, was going
the rounds of the neighborhood to raise her
average in attendance. On leaving the
Dobb's place she advised Nancy. half
grown, dyed-in-the-wool cracker girl, to
come back to school,, and pointedly set
forth the many drawbacks of ignorance.
With knowing bob of her head, Nancy
touchily said:
CHOW look here, Miss Mollie. My
grandmaw she didn't git no eddicaiion, an
she got married. My nav she didn't git
no eddication, an she got married. You
got eddication an you hain't got married.
Huh! l amt hankerin' ayfter eddication. .
Tommy was making a visit o his
grandparents, who owned large dairy.
He had been forbidden to touch the tempt
ing-looking pans of rich cream. One day
his grandmother caught him coming up
from the cellar with very suspicious white
rim over his upper lip.
Tommy" she said, 81 am afraid from
your looks that you have been disturbing
my pans of cream
fOh, no l haven't" Tommy fastened
to explain; just ran my tongue gently
over the top. ''-Ex.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
:. p o z T r Y
From Our EXCHANGES.
Pass Around the Loving Cup

Pick out the folks you like the least and
watch 'em for while;
They never waste kindly word, they never
waste smile;
They criticise their fellowmen at every
chance they get.
They never found human just to suit their
fancy, yet.
From them guess you'd learn some things
if they were pointed out.
Some things that every one of us should
know lot about;
When someone ''knocks'' brother, pass
around the loving cup
Say something good about him, if you have
to make it up.
It's safe to say that every man God made
holds trace of good
That he would fain exhibit to his fellows if
he could;
The kindly deeds in many a soul are hiber-
mating there
Awaiting the encouragement of other souls
that dare
To show the best that's in them and an
universal move
Would start the whole world running in a
hopeful, helpful groove;
Say something sweet to paralyze the
''knocker" on the spot
Speak kindly of his victim, if you know
the man or not!
The eyes that peer and peer to find the
worst brother holds,
The tongue that speaks in bitterness, that
frets and fumes and scolds.
The hands that bruise the fallen, though
their strength was made to rise
The weaklings who have stumbled at the
parting of the ways
All these should be forgiven, for they
''know not what they do;"
Their hindrance makes a greater work for
wiser ones like you.
So when they scourge wretched one who's
drained sins bitter cup,
Say something good about him if you have
to make it up Selected.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
M IR R 0 R ETTES
By Uncle John

Mass was held in the Auditorium last
Sunday morning, Father Barry officiating.
Our Musical Director is under the
weather for few days, Here's hoping for
his speedy recovery.
The Board of Parole held only one
session during the week. We don't know
if they finished or not.
Visitors are becoming more numerous
around here as the days are getting longer
and the weather better for visitors to travel.
This old state of ours must have changed
greatly since we left it. Here we see that
fifty seven counties have gone dry and more
to follow.
The Optician was at the hospital dur
ing the week fitting out with glasses those
who were in need of them, and we under
stand he done good business.
That little heap of bones whitening be-
side the pathway to success was once an
optimist W h o expected to become rich
enough to pay off the national debt by
raising ginseng.
There was quite long string marching
to the Deputy's Office one day last week
with orders for the chief clerk. l bet the
War Stamp and Thrift Stamp order was a
large one.
Mrs. w. T. Alexander, daughter-in-
law of Mr.. Alexander, Captain of Solitary is
improving in health after an operation in the
City hospital last Monday, February 4.
The official family wishes the patient rap
id return to full recovery.
Faith, Hope and Charity was the theme
of our Chaplain's sermon last Sunday
morning. The person who has high faith,
deep and abiding courage, faith in human
nature, courage as a shield against misfor-
tune will never lose the fight, no matter
what it is.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
The Smile That Counts

IT'S easy to smile when the sun smiles too,
And the sky is field of blue:
But give me your smile when the sun is
gone
And the sky is of leaden hue.
IT'S easy to smile when the flowers smile
too,
And you walk in their odors sweet;
But give me your smile when the flowers lie
dead
And the thorns prick your weary feet.
It's easy to smile when the birds sing cheer
And you bark to the ripping rill;
But give me your smile when the waters
Aud the songs of the birds are still.
'Tis easy to smile when the world smiles
And you smile with joyous heart;
But give me your smile when the whole
world frowns,
Can you smile when the teardrops start?
Boston Press.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
Authors as Pedestrians

1t is calcula ted that Wordsworth, in his
many years of sauntering, must have
travelled a distance of one hundred and
eighty thousand miles. What sights he
saw during such prolonged and delightful
wanderings only those who have the poet
mind and eye can even guess.
Charles Dickens was confirmed tramp,
and no doubt acquired his experience OF
''life on the road' from actual acquain-
lance with all sorts of vagabonds and odd
characters.
Henry Fawcett, also, was tireless walk
er, and one who, when deprived of sight,
did not think of relinqui shing this among
many forms of exercise. His was familiar
figure on the roads about Cambridge, in
England, and there is no exaggeration in
saying that few men blessed with all their
senses enjoyed nature more than he.
John Stuart Mills also delighted in pedes-
trian tours.-Top Notch.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
Service

Adown the summers faded path,
See how the patient zephyrs stray
And with phantom touch set loose
The winged seeds of yesterday;
Such lightsome work it seems to be,
But it will tint futurity.
Note how the eager Autumn rains
Return once more in tireless mirth,
And with their silver mantles beat
New fallen acorns in the earth,-
So deft touch, yet time will see
The stately stature of tree.
0 housewife, toiling in the home,
Take heart of Natures daily round,
Know of such small and quiet tasks
The fairness of the world is crowned; -
Gray days and works glad ministry
Mark Beauty's path for her and thee!
Nautilus.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
Keep Climbing

Although your chance in life seems small,
Rough the path and dark.
Don't worry that you're going to fall,
But get 6rmer start.
Slowly trudge on toward the goal.
Keep headed the right way.
Remember, you can never win
LIES battle in day.
Like climbing up ladder,
Ascending step by step.
Keep your aim the highest,
Lest your mission you forget.
When at last the top is gained
Thank God the task is done;
Look back upon the steps you've climbed;
The battle nobly won.-Ea.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
Work
Work!

Thank God for the might of it,
The ardor, the urge, the delight of it,
Work that springs from the hearts desire,
Setting the soul and the brain on fire.
On, what is SO good as the heat of it,
And what is so glad as the feat of it,
And what is so kind as the stern command
Challenging brain and heart and hand?
Work!
Thank God for the pace of it.
For the beautiful conquering tide of it,
Sweeping the life in its furious flood,
Thrilling the arteries, cleaning the blood,
Mastering stupor and dull despair,
Moving the dreamer to do and dare.
Oh, what is so good as the urge of it,
And what is so glad as the surge of it.
And what is so sound as the summons deep
Rousing the torpid soul from sleep?
Work.
Thank God tor the pride of it,
For the terrible, keen, swift pace of it.,
Fiery steeds in full control,
Nostrils aquiver to meet the goal.
Work, the power that drives behind,
Guiding the purposes, tanning the mind,
Holding the runaway wishes back,
Refining the will to one steady track,
Speeding the energies faster, faster,
Triumphing over disaster.
Oh, what is so good as the pain of it,
And what is so great as the gain of it;
And what is so kind as the cruel goad,
Forcing us through the rugged road?
Work!
Thank God for the swing of it,
For the clamoring, hammering ring of it.
Passion of labor daily hurled
On the mighty anviIs of the world
Oh, what is so fierce as the fame of itl
laundering on through dearth and doubt,
Calling the plan of the maker out;
Work. the Titan; Work, the friend,
Shaping the earth to glorious end;
Draining the swamps and blasting the hills,
Doing whatever the spirit wills,
Rending continent apart
To answer dream of Master heart.
| Thank God for the world where none may
| shirk,
Thank God for the splendor of work!
anglia Morgan.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
p o e TT r E E
Ledces From Our Poets.
Begin Again

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Ever day is fresh beginning,
Every day is the world made new;
You who are weary of sorrowing and sin
ing,
Here is beautiful hope for you
A hope for me and hope for you
All the past things are past and over,
The tasks are done and the tears are shed;
Yesterdays errors let yesterday cover;
Yesterdays wounds that smarted and bled,
Are healed with the healing which night
has shed.
Yesterday is now part of forever;
Bound up in sheaf, which God holds
tight;
With glad, and sad days, and bad days,
which never
Shall visit us more with their bloom and
their blight,
night.
Let them 60, since we cannot relieve
them,
Cannot do and cannot atone;
God in his mercy, receive, forgive them;
Only the new days are our own,
Today is ours and today alone.
Here are the skies all FURNISHED brightly,
Here is the spent earth all reborn.
Here are the tired limbs springing lightly
To face the sun and to share with the
morn,
In the chrism of dew and the cool of the
dawn.
Every day is fresh beginning;
Listen, my soul, to the glad refrain,
| And, spite of sorrow and older SHINING,
And puzzles forecasted and possible pain,
Take heart with the day and begin again.
-Susan Coolidge.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
Don't Explain

If the critics howl and cry, do not stop tc
testify;
'Twere in vain,
In the vigor of your prime you can't afford
the time
To explain.
Though they do not comprehend you will
prove it in the end
If you stay.
Those who've done the world most good
have all been misunderstood
In their day.
Neither does it pay to pause for the multi.
tude's applause
Which is vain;
If your cause is in the right you will win
the honest fight
And explain.-Er.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14

-"She-'Would you leave your home
for me?'
Held leave a baseball game in the
ninth inning with the score tie.
-" L want book for a high school boy. -
How about FieIdingl'
4 dunno. Got anything on baserun-
ningi'"
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1918-02-14
AT 7 EN- | 0 n!

Inmates are hereby cautioned not to
use the margins of THE MIRROR for adj
dresses of friends or other written
matter. If you wish THE MIRROR sent
to your friends, you are required to
send in their addresses to the Deputy
Warden's Office through your officer.
In this way it will be attended to.
]. j. SULLIVAN
Deputy Warden.