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Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19
CHR S7M AS
CHEER

Will be greatly enhanced If you have
music in the home, anyone can play a
Pathephone. You are perfectly safe in
letting the children play the Pathephone
for the sapphire ball needle will not
scratch the records, and never need
changing. There is no scratching. rasp-
ing, mechanical sound when playing the
Pathephone. Every tone is clear and
beillike and the human voice is repro
duced so accurately, you are brought
face to face with the worlds most fam
GUS singers and musicians at a trifling
cost.
The price of Pathephone, or a
Pathephone record is much below any
other standard monograph. You may
arrange for the purchase of one Of these
famous instruments on the installment
plan, and have the benefit of the worlds
best music for Christmas.
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19

resulted in the death Of Mrs w. r.
Ogden, wife Of the section foreman or
the M. p. & N. A neighbor, Mr.
Sehaaf, was attracted by her screams
and succeeded In quenching the flames
A half blackened stove and an empty
bottle Of liquid stove polish indicate
that the mixture ignited, setting fire
to her clothing. The unfortunate WON
an was rushed to st. Joseph's hospital
Dodgevile, where she died that night.
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19

Base No. 8, Savenoy, France, Nov %.
Dear Father and All
Just few lines to let you know am
still in the hospital. Am in pretty fair
shape now. except for ny ear. The eff
fe.gEs OF the gas which got while en-
gased near SCISSORS are nearly all worn
out. My ear still bothers me, and
think III get treatment for it in the
States.
/ guess all the home folks feel glad
that the armistice is signed, yet sup
pose there are some ew who are sorry
to see Germany 20 under the yoke.
l1hey sure had some music over here
the night of the signing. They blew
all the Whistles necessarily and all the
bells In France we're given an extra
long shift that night
would like to be with my company
noa. They are one Of the outfits which
are on the march now to guard the
French German frontier. and surely
viii have some chance to get souveniers
| had few myself until was gassed
up at Scissor, but when they carried
IRE to the first aid station | had nothing
except the clothes which | had on my
back and a package of Bull Durham.
However | am satisfied to get out as
lucky 81 have.
used to wonder when | saw THE
Birth Of Nation" but didn't ever
ltnink was going 10 see and experience
thr real thing. The time h4gr lgss
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19
FROM THE SOLDIER BOYS.

4 Belgium, Nov. |

Belgium, Nov. ~.
Ny Dear Dad We are hiking through
Belgium to the Rhine and are sure en-
ioylng it. We are the fret Americans
to 20 through Belgium and they give us
a most hearty welcome. We are pass
ing over territory which the Germans
held since 1914, and never did see a
happier bunch of people.
| was on the line when the last shot
was fired. 1t was happy day for us.
Your son, HANK.
1.-THE above was received by Mr. C. f.
Springer yesterday. Hank, 4" by which
maine we all know him, is a marine. the
Devil Dogs" as the German soldiers
designate then. And well they may
for it was these marines that took the
conceit out of Germany's crack and
supposedly inyincible forces at the
Marine the first of last June, when they
(the Germans) had calculated they'd be
in Paris in about forty-eight hours.
Then and there Germans heart and
and hope were broken beyond repair. as
time has proved If France, the city
of Paris in particular, has the where
with to invest in gold and diamonds &c
be given as presents, they should see
to it that Americas hero boys, then
saviors, got the presents
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19
Brought from California for Burial.

Mrs. John Handy died at Long
Beach, Cali, last week and her body
arrived in this city Tuesday afternoon
for burial beside her husband in Grace
land cemetery, which was performed
by Rev. C. w. Emery yesterday after
noon, former neighbors participating.
Upwards of gsixteen years ago Mrs.
Hambly left here for the sunset state.
Previous to that she rad been a resi-
dent of Mineral Point for several years.
She was about 70 years of age and had
no relatives hereabouts
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19

Mr. and Mrs. Henry Staber received
the joyful news from the war depart
ment at Washington Tuesday morning
that their son, Leroy George Staber,
who was reported missing in action
since Oct 18th, has returned to duty.
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19
Another Pneumonia Victim.

Rev. Thos. Harris, pastor of the
Methodist Episcopal Church of Belmont,
died of pneumonia fol owing influenza,
Sunday Dec. Is, after weeks illness.
He leaves to mourn his loss a wife and
four small children. Also father and
mother in England. The people of Bel
mont, with whom he was very popular.
are greatly saddened by his sudden and
unexpected death
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19

Publishers Note Last Friday and
after Mr. Jackson received the fore
going letter. he received telegram
from his son Raymond saying he had
arrived safely in New York.
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19

Charles Springer transacted bust
ness at Blanchardville Monday.
Miss Shirlie Goelz returned Monday
from Mason City, Iowa, where she at
tended the funeral of her aunt.
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19
chriaimas at ST. Mary's Church.

Christmas will be observed with the
usual services at ST Mary's church APP
proiate for the day. First high mass
will be celebrated at six o'clock Christ
mas morning, second solemn high mass
at half past ten o'clock. Special music
and singing by the choir.
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19
Christina. Service. at NJ E. Church.

The Sunday school of the NJ. T..
church will hold Christmae services with
Christmas tree and appropriate program
on Tuesday evening, Dec oath Christ
mas Eve). A cordial invitation is ex-
tended 10 all.
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19
W.. Penhallegon & Co.

my last five cents mailing this letter.
Hoping this finds you all well. | am,
your loving son, HOBART.
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19
Fatally Burned a. kodatz.

One Of the most distressing accidents
in the history Of this community oc-
Cured at Kodatz last Thursday, which
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-12-19
N. THURSDAY. DECEMBER 10. 1918.

from civilian life has sure been benefit
to me in many ways. | wouldn't take
anything for the experience have had
here. used to get tired and discour-
aged on our hikes and drives. but il ha IS
been for good cause and we can real
ize it far more over here than you at
home.
| don't know how long before I'll be
home, but guess it will be some time.
We may cross over soon, but I'll be in
the hospital over there quite while.
Am sending copy of the Stars and
Stripes. BE sure and save it for me.
Have had no mail for some time Tell
the folks not to write till they hear
from me- Will let you know as soon as
| land in U s
Well, trusting for an early ARRIVAL
back in Gods country. and hoping this
will find all of you well, will close
with love to ALL
Your son,
PVT RAYMOND S. JACKSON.
Co. C, l2Sth Inf, A. Il. f.
Evening star., 1918-06-02

in the historians remarks, as they say
in the "Decameron." he continued:
But the worst year of all was the
summer of 1891. That year interest I'm
the temperature was so great that an
enormous thermometer was erected
on one side of the Washington Monu-
ment. A terrible accident. which re-
suited from it becoming overheated.
however. caused the District Commits
sioners to remove it."
What was the accident?" the hui
morist inquired.
WELL" slowly responded the his
torian, II seldom speak of it, because
my brother was one of the victims.
But if you must know. one day the
mercury shot up the tube so fast that
it crashed through the top and. fall
ing to the ground as so much burning
lava. literally cooked several dozen
persons to death"
And your brother, I suppose, was
one of those who was parboiled."
sneeringly remarked the star boarder.
"Oh. no. my friend" the historian
replied. she merely talked himself
to death telling this heat story and
others to gullible outsiders who came
here to spend the summer"
And with those few words we all
went out on the porch to enjoy the
dandy cool evening breeze.
THE OBSERVER.
Evening star., 1918-06-02

are a married man you know what
l mean.
took the trouble to Capt. Thomp.
son. my garden mentor and adviser.
and. without a moments hesitation
or the turning of q hair. he offered
a solution that looked easy-3ooked
SO very. very easy.
What you need to use in those
potatoes" he said. ''is a mattock.
Nothing in the world will break up
that clay soil like a mattock."
Fine! / had borrowed a mattock
from a neighbor to grub up a couple
of little maple trees in my back
yard. and / had no doubt that he
would lend 1t to me again.
The neighbor was an obliging as I
thought he would be. 1 arranged
with Turner that we each would take
a day off from the Office. I would
mattock half the potatoes one day
and he would finish the job the next.
Tuesday was my day. and Tuesday Is
a day that will be green in my MEM
ory as long as memory lasts.
1t was a good heavy mattock. just
the thing for getting down into that
clay and loosening it up. l was SO
eager to get on the job l hardly
could wait to finish my breakfast. the
breakfast Mary had got
ten up at S o'clock to prepare for me
Evening star., 1918-06-02

SO that I might eat and be dallying
with the potatoes by 6.
Now that we are saving daylight,
1t is not quitting time for war
gardeners until 8 o'clock. so I hgur-
ed on having fourteen hours OF blithe-
some mattocking, with half an hour
OF In the middle Of the day for lunch
and resting.
Breakfast over at last. shouldered
my mattock-that substantial. heavy
mattock-and went whistling to the
farm"
Life would be an unendurable
thing. some philosopher once said.
were we able to look into and know
the future. That philosopher was
right. Could have looked even two
or three hours ahead doubt II I'd
have gone to the farm" at all that
morning. I certainly wouldn't have
gone whistling.
/ am not going to harrow you with
the gruesome details. Suffice to say
that by o'clock the weight of the
mattock had increased from fve
pounds to ten. At o'clock it weigh
ed twenty pounds. and from that on
the hourly increase in weight was by
geometrical progression.
BY 9 o'clock I was ready to call it
day. BY 10 l was convinced it was
Evening star., 1918-06-02
PASS AWAY.

postal areoplane got lost in 1t and
had it descend"
That is quite true" the Observer
assured him. but you have not heard
the entire story. When this aviator
hit the water. he found several fisher
party who had been lost in the steam
for more than week"
Huh! Huh" exploded the star
boarder. I've caught you in lie
already How in the world did they
manage TO live? They would have
starved to death in that length of
time. out there in boats. 1 reckon"
The river. as you know. is coated
with boiled fish as result of the
great heat to WHICH the water has
been exposed"
Il don't believe it," the star boarder
maintained. lapsing into silence.
Admitting that the heat is terri
ble." spoke up the salesman, was it
ever any worse than it is this sum-
mer?'
boarder. ut couldn't be worse. Why.
l heard today that SO many horses
dropped dead in + street that the
street car lines were tied up for more
than an hour and a half"
DO you know that to be a fact?"
the Observer inquired.
'Of course. l do the star boarder
said. Il was waiting for a Cabin John
car and when none came ! asked a
man on the platform near me the
reason and he told me what I've told
you"
We'll" the Observer admitted that
seems to be competent evidence. so l
don't see how l can dispute it. But
this l Will say, ii was worse in the
days when the town was first laid
out"
1T couldn't have been" the star
boarder declared, Inacnins for his
ninth potato.
'Oh. yes. it could,' the Observer re-
piled. ''If you Joi:' believe that. just
consider for moment the Gifficu..:
they had in laying out the town"
Il never heard of that" the beaver
board salesman said.
"Oh. yes. de tell u.s. Miss Trim
Evening star., 1918-06-02

finally conserved her surplus with her
own hands. So successful were her
results that the plan is being dupli-
Gated this year. the experience of last
this.
1T is too early to speak of this sea-
sons results" said Mrs. Wilson in
speaking of her plans for the coming
season. "but as my efforts proved sue
cessful last year / feel confident that
with my added experience 1 can ac-
complish as good results this season."
In reply to a question regarding her
mode of work Mrs. Wilson said, "I
made up my mind early last season
that my particular war bit was to
produce all the foodstuff possible for
my family. with some for others.
x x
had good soil at my door: had health
and strength and 1 determined that
our two acres should yield the main
part of our family's food supply for
the year before 1t. had summer
of hard work, but the results amply
justified the time and labor expended
The vegetables I raised in the garden
formed the main part of our fare last
summer and contributed to the tables
of some of my neighbors as we'll and
what l conserved formed not only our
table staples but also our luxuries for
the entire winter and the past spring.
We never lived so well in our lives.
Il go at my outdoor work systemat-
ically, spending several hours every
day in my fields and garden. I made
it a rule last year and am following
the same this season to be early afield
and to get the hardest work done
during the first morning hours. It
was because of the early dews that L
had to devise my 'farmerette' uniform
of cotton khaki. which l have found
entirely practical and comfortable.
My crops last year were good. but
no better than those coming on today.
My field of twelve-foot corn was all OF
my own raising and / doubt if you
could have found better stand in.
Fairfax county. The five bushels Of
meal 1t yielded gave US supply. for
our corn bread that lasted the season
through"
Evening star., 1918-06-02

q week. But I couldn't quit Pride
bound mo to the task with bands Of
steel couldn't 60 homo and con-
fess to Mary that had bit on more
than I could chew" and I couldn't
give Fred Turner the satisfaction Of
smiling that superctlious smile Of his.
nor Of making some remark about the
inability OF jackasses always to do
the work Of horses. Turner wanted
to get q horse to cultivate the pota-
toes. and only gave In because Of my
scornful insistence that we stick
to the original program.
-
So. having burned my bridges be-
hind me. the Job simply had to be
finished. let the pains and penance
be what they might.
Out In the broiling sun I mattocked
and moaned and moaned and mattock-
ed. and the more mattocked the big
ger that potato patch seemed to grow.
The rows. originally = hundred feet,
elongated themselves until they
stretched out into misty distance. and
that clay soil kept increasing in
hardness until, instead Of asphalt.
was battering my mattock against
adamant.
But I promised to spare you the
narrowing details. Let 1t only be re-
corded that as the sun went down I
finished the last hill, and like the
ploughman in Gray's Elegy. I pro-
ceeded "homeward to plod my weary
way"
"Tiredr Mary asked. as was won
dering by what feat of legerdemain
1 could get my shoes OF without the
necessity of STOPPING over.
oh. q little. of course" answered
sitting a groan that came to my lips
when l thoughtlessly Strengthened
my back in an effort. prompted by
vanity. to appear stalwart.
How'd she go?" asked Fred Turner,
coming in while still fingered at the
dinner table-lingered because 1 was
not Spartan enough to endure the tor
ture of getting up.
Pine" I assured him. "A mattock
certainly is the thing to work those
potatoes with"
I wonder why some men are natu-
rally so suspicious. I know Turner
didn't believe q word I said.
I'm glad you got along SO WELL" he
responded, and he smiled that sarcas-
tic smile to avert which was one of
the reasons l endured those wracking
pains. Il had counted myself on hav-
ing day Of sport with the mattock
tomorrow. but the boss says he can't
spare me from the office. I'll have to
hire a man to work my half Of the
potatoes"
1 Indignantly repudiate any sugges-
Evening star., 1918-06-02

tion that am Of Q suspicious nature.
but freely own that I didn't believe
what Turner said. His boss never
the office. He had merely guessed
that l was only the suffering wreck
of the man I had been the night be-
fore. and he didn't intend to subject
that athletic frame upon which he
prides himself to such an ordeal.
OF course. 1t Is none OF my business
II Turner wants to squander his
money hiring a man to do work he
could just as well do himself. but the
next time q thing like this comes up
I'll see to 1t that he takes his turn
to be done. Til have a chance to be
the Stacker.
When Capt. Thompson asked me how
I got along with the mattock I told
him the plain truth and told 1t just as
bluntly as I knew how. I had no
reason to think that he had designed
of the soreness in my body had seeped
through to my temper and I could
take 1t out on him without showing
myself up to Mary or Fred Turner.
The captain didn't mind. though. 81
knew you'd be pretty sore and lame."
he said with a laugh. but you can
comfort yourself with the knowledge
that you'll not have to do 1t again.
II you broke up the ground thorough
ly with that mattock you can use your
wheel hoe for the next cultivation
and a hand hoe to pull the soil up
around the plants at the final work
ing. and 1t will seem like child's
play"
That was comforting. of course. but
I didn't swallow the "child's play"
part of it. I have passed that stage
of garden optimism. A wheel hoe
does seem something like a toy when
you use it for the first time. but push
ing 1t for a couple Of hours through
stin soil under a hot sun would be
the play of a mighty strenuous child.
However. most of the soreness is
gone now from my muscles and I am
able to take q little moro cheerful
view of things in general I lack q
lot of being sorry that I became .
war gardener. The garden looks fine.
my early peas are in bloom and the
day is coming soon when I will revel
in fresh vegetables of my own grow
ing.
Mary, I am sorry to say. seems to
be disappointed. Hope vanished when
she looked me over after had toiled
and sweated with the mattock that
awful day. I hadn't lost a pound Of
flesh. THE WAR GARDENER.
(To be continued.)
Evening star., 1918-06-02

urged. zone of my brothers is an ar
tist and the other Is an undertaken;
1 just dote on layouts."
The boarding house humorist snarl-
ed viciously at Miss Prim, and urged
the Observer to continue his "gas at
tack"
"In the early days." the Observer
said. 'the heat became so terrific that
surveyors who were laying out the
town simply reeled along at their
work. and that is the reason there are
80 many avenues in the city"
"Haw. Haw" thundered the star
boarder. how about the streets. like
14th and 18th, that run straight. They
were laid out in the winter. I sup
pose.
You are absolutely correct" the
Observer replied. ..
Here. the historian. who seldom
takes part in our idle gossip. spoke
up. saying:
Il can not only indorse what the
Observer says about the heat here in
the early days. but can add that the
Ellipse was laid out by a surveyor
who went mad from the heat and ran
around in circles"
All present showing great interest
Evening star., 1918-06-02
Virginia F Farmereste Makes Good

~ NE woman who did not wait for
IL II her official title Of "farmerette"
to don her land army uniform
and go to work on her two-acre lot
in earnest is already well started on
her second season as producer and
a conserver of the fruits of the earth.
She is Mrs. Jessie Wilson and the
farm" she cultivated with signal
success last year lies near the town
of Vienna. Virginia, twelve miles
west of the dome of the national
Capitol.
Mrs. Wilson already has had peas
and of the thirty-four varieties of
vegetables she grew last year she has
a splendid collection of seed in hand
or in the ground for this seasons
ripening.
Mrs. Wilson's carefully kept record
of her last seasons planting is serv-
ing as a guide this year. 1t shows
twelve different kinds of beans. in
cluding the soy bean. some of them
put in as an experiment to determine
value; there are three different kinds
of sweet corn and this seasons gar
den will duplicate last seasons yield
of lettuce, radishes. peas, beans, bets.
onions. squash. pumpkin. canteloupes.
tomatoes, cucumbers. peppers. pimien-
tos, eggplants, caulifioWer. brussels
sprouts. cabbage. kale. turnips. car
rots. parsnips. endive, celery. spinach
and cow peas.
i X
Labor was scarce in Fairfax county
last season. as well as this. but Mrs.
Wilson undauntedly laid her plans,
mapping out her field and garden
crops to best advantage. She hired
the plowing done. but. with the ex-
ception Of the occasional help of her
husband after late Office hours, she
sowed and planted. titled the soil and
harvested the fruits thereof and
Evening star., 1918-06-02

makes you stand up for Washington.
1t is hot. Very hot"
''Oh. very WELL" the Observer re-
piled. have 1t your own way. but /
shall continue to tell the truth about
Washington weather. regardless of
what you may say"
IF you do, every one in the board
ing house will die" the star boarder
said as he pulled himself to his feet
and waddled Off down the street.
Whether the star boarder meant to
reflect on the Observers ability to
ing a final shot at Washington's heat.
the Observer was unable to deter
mine. Anyhow, he decided ne would
adopt the George II. Cohan plan of
giving the public what it wants. SO
he brushed up on all the old heat
stories he could think of and pre-
pared to meet the boarding house
crowd as it wished to be met
Evidently the star boarder had
taken the Observers truth-telling
threat home with him. for at dinner
all of the boarders began to badger
him.
"A nice cool day. was it not?" Miss
Irim. the schoolmarm, remarked in
her devilish manner.
w. 3Houiuh say 'ia.' IeJoiHeu
the Observer. reaching into his bag
of ancient wheezes ond pulling out
the hoariest jest of all. Il saw a man
frying eggs on the asphalt near the
Treasury building today"
We'll" said Miss Prim, Il can well
believe it. for I wilted down my col
lar this afternoon before 4 o'clock
and ] had walked only matter of
eight or nine blocks in the sun"
Save for the usual soup choruses
that always resound through board
ing houses at the opening of dinner.
the table was silent for a few min
utes. and then a salesman broke in.
They tell me-" he said, that there
was so much steam off the Potomac
this afternoon that the driver of a