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The evening leader. (Tarpon Springs, Fla.) 191?-19??, 1918-09-27

Born in Syracuse, N. r., As years
ago, Rupp is of Swiss ancestry. Al
though he has been in California for
the past 10 years of his life, mos Of
the time as railway employee and
workman in can manufacturing
plant, Rupp So d the greater number
of his years had been given to sea.
wherever l have wandered the
world round, my heart has been at
home in America" he said, "and to
sing her place in the progress of life
and to teach the meaning of her civili-
cation have been among my greatest
ambitions"
The evening leader. (Tarpon Springs, Fla.) 191?-19??, 1918-09-27
1.-THE Building Of the Courageous

Mighty be you in the worlds great
story,
For thus we are building the mighty
ship
COURAGEOUS"
Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1918-11-27

"Mr. Brown asked me TO have dinner
with him. He said his wife and two
kids were up with his mother-in-law,
who's sick. She lives In the country
and so he'd be all alone. guess he
meant 1t kindly. but somehow just
felt kind O. queer about going"
"Thank God you did," said Mr..
Courtney with q sudden burst Of re-.
liglous fervor. "Wife and two kids
and a mother-in-law--all to fool you
with Why he's not even marriedi
pity the poor creature who would ever
marry him. He's asked all the girls
in the office to go out with him. He
threatens to fire 'em II they don't &C.
cept, but If they're any good at their
work he figures on business flrst--and
besides 1t would look queer to the part
ners.
"I've seen him cycling YOU" he con.
tlnued. "And I've said to myself often,
If he lays hand on her I'll Tried
to work on your homeslckness Ugh T"
Miss Johnson had turned crimson.
"1've always been home Thanksgiving
before" she murmured again. She
had talked a good deal to Ned Court
ney IN the shop and the girls had
teased her about HIM. But he had
never "asked her out" She felt mis-.
ernhly frlendless.
"Llsten," she heard him say, "I've
cared for you ever since you first
stepped into Jones & CushIng's, and
I'd like to see you step out. My IA
theirs ready any day to hand over the
farm to me, and the farm life IS tho
real life. VIII you-will you-in a lit
tie while. marry me? Mr.. Brown can
fire us both. Wen never be at hls
mercy again on Thanksgiving day.
Well have country Thanksgiving
and We'll let the kids eat all they want
that ls-later on" He grew uncom-
fortably red. He had been rushing
little too fast.
Lydia looked at him first full mo-
mcnt, then looked away.
"Ive always wished you cared for
me-" she said softly to the empty
table opposite.
"Thats enough" said Mr.. Courtney,
"we'll make up for this, beginning with
Christmas"
"Anythlng else?" murmured the
waiter for the third time.
-"Oh," said Mr.. Courtney. "black cof-
Zee for tWn!'
Copyright. lolS. Western Newspaper UnIon) I
Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1918-11-27

out by rushing things. She's bit DIFF
ferent from the usual run of 'em."
Lydia returned to her room, passing
by the inqulsitive eyes of Mrs. Palmer
without answer.
Later she breakfasted. or rather
lunched, with the Palmer family. She
played the piano n little, and. then, be-
fore returning to her room, decided
she would satisfy Mrs. Palmer's curl
oslty.
'I'm going to dinner with Mr.. Brown
Of the flrm," she said. "He's father
of children--not young and worthless"
She laughed little.
"That's good" said Mrs. Palmer.
"But what's he doing taking you out
todny2 Where's his kidsW
"Away to see sick grandmother"
said Lydia. and as she said 1t she felt
that Mrs. Palmer nodded her head a
little too Understandings. Lydia
flushed slightly.
"Now. listen, dearie." said Mrs. Pal
mer, ito a word of motherly advice.
Get all that's comm to you. They
think more of you when you make 'em
spend-and If he's old enough to be a
fathcr-and take you out-he's likely
got enough Of the whcrcwlthal. Say
! you like white furs. Tell him In real
baby tone you did wish you could have
silver mesh bag. While promised
your mother I'd look after you. tho
citys ways aren't the country's ways
lcastwise, not so I'd know 1t. And I
want to see you get on" She was
thinking secretly Of q new rug she
might like herself. "Just work the old
boy for all he's worth, but take my ad-
vice, and never fall in love. They're
done with you then, and you lose inter.
est In others"
Lydia had sat partly listening and
partly dreaming Of the Thanksgiving
Mt home-the long table, her fathers
jokes. the chlldren's ceasclcss chatter,
her mother hot and tired but bcaming.
She arose. "I'll be careful" she said
as she bit her lip. II won't fall in
love. Don't worry, Mrs. Palmer, I'm
not so young as you might think"
She went to her room and closed her
door with bang. Then softly opened
1t. An hour went by and then another.
Still another passed and Lydia was
growing impatient. Her hat and gloves
and coat were ready. She sat there,
nervous and shaking. At last she
heard Mrs. Palmer's shrlll voice:
"Lydia, Lydia"
Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1918-11-27

standing Waiting for sents, looking on.
noyed and envious Of those who were
almost finished but who took so long
over their coffee. Table dhOte diners
had no right to take so long over their
coffee, their expressions read quite
plainly. But Mr.. Rast was genial and
always held his crowds by suave
smile and Il confidential manner of
aging to each customer, "I'll have a
table In just moment for YOU"
But this evening there were few at
Rasfs. The whole place looked
strangely CInpty.
"plcnty of tables tonight" said Miss
Johnson.
"Yes. miss" Mr.. Rast smilingly ad-
mitted. ''But If some folks knew what
an extra menu I give for Thanksgiv-
ing they would not be eating home.
Trouble isn't that, altogether, but here
:. the business section there amt
much going on today. Fave your
choice Of tables" And with n flourish
Mr.. Rast still retained his manner Of
personal interest and Of a great desire
to please.
Lydia johnson took her seat and
looked at the menu. 1t was just about
the same as usual, but Mr.. Rast had
been true to his boast. There on the
top was nm additional sheet Of thin pm
per, reading in watery ink, Especial
for Today" Below was "ghanksgly-
Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1918-11-27

ing turkey and cranberry sauce.
Squash pie, apple CIDER
Lydia ordered them, scarcely motto
ing that they were little special in
price, too.
Olives and celery were put in front
of her and n small dish of relish. She
tasted some and as she put down her
fork she saw Ned Courtney entering.
AS he caught sight of her his eyes
frightened and his stop became more
buoyant. MAY I sit hrre?" he asked,
pointing to the vacant chair opposite
her.
"Yes, do" said Lydia quickly. 'I'm
all alone. I'm kind of homeslck, any
way" she admitted. as her eyes shone
a little mistily. "They make a regular
fuss, over Thanksgiving day at home.
I'm from the country, you know. And
I guess I'm still bit Of youngster.
It's my first Thanksgiving away from
home"
"And you're here, you poor child"
said Mr.. Courtney, who was possibly
two years her senior. "Of oil the God
forsaken places In the world, the city
takes the lead on holiday when
you've no special paIs-and when
you've been used to the other kind. It's
my first Thanksgiving day here"
Mother makes M awful fuss over
the day." said Lydia. "And pop is just
as bad. Always jokes we're not going
to have turkey and we always do, Of
course"
"Of course" agreed Mr.. Courtney,
land pumpkin pie and cider. I see
you've ordered the specials. Well, l
guess I will too. Squash pie, eh? /
suppose they haven't any pumpkin"
They ate their dinner and each
Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1918-11-27
SOME STARTLING CTS.

More children die during the teeth
annually The pain and discomfort
that comes with this disease Of chill
hood may be avoided. Save doctor
bills and sleeplcss nights by giving
the sick, crying and restless child
tcw doses Of Dr.. Thorntons Easy
Teetncr as directed. 1t tides the tiny
folks over the critical period Of life
safely. "Give the baby chance"
IS doses for 25c., at all dealers.
Easy Tcether Medicine Co.. Canon,
Ga.-~Ady,
Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1918-11-27

wondered II IT could BE possIbre that
Mr.. Brown had invited her to spend
the holiday with him. But the idea
vanished and just at that moment he
was called to the telephone. The other
girls had gone to the clOakroom and
Miss johnson entered as they were
preparing for the outside world.
"What are you going to do tomor.
row, Johnny" asked Miss Marks. II
was the name the girls had given her
II don't know just yet" she an.
swered.
"Bill and 1are going to Thanksglv.
ing ball." remarked Miss Angela Car.
ter. "And I've got swell new dress
mothers making me-"
There was general discussion as to
the ways the holiday would be spent
and at the downstairs door Miss John.
son separated from her companions
and went over to the elevated.
Courtney" called Mr.. Brown.
"Yes, sir" he answered.
'DId that new shipment come in to.
day7"
mo SIR" said Mr.. Courtney. "I don't
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believe we'll get It In until Monday
now"
"Oh, all right, just wondered. Say
young man, don't look so glum. Get q
pretty girl and 90 off for the day to.
morrow. You need cheering up. It's
whit l need, too. And III have It, be,
lleve rae. I've got little peach fol
dinner. Quite sport for an old boy,
ehT"
"Quitr," said Mr.. Courtney, quietly.
II don't care much for girls, that is,
most girls"
"lIum," gruntcd Mr.. Brown ns the
younger man left his office. "Falling
In love, CHI? She'll soon tire Of him,
whoever she may be, If he doesn't get
smile on his face ace in q WHILE"
"EIas Miss Johnson ieft?" Mr.. Court
ncy was asking Of one of the stenog-
raphcrS who was hurrying Off.
"Ics, left five minutes ago." was the
answer.
"You haven't got her home adlrcss?
he asked.
"No, hut | guess Mr.. Brown has 1t.
lie keeps the addresses of the whole
staff, you know" And she was gone.
Miss Johnson honr rdcd with friends
her mother had met during her one
city trip-a weeks excursion which
had taken In the lIippodrome and the
Flatlron building rs wonders never to
be forgotten. Usually she took her
dinner downtown at cheap table
d'hotr. for Mrs. Palmer, her mothers
friend. did not care much for cooking
and besides 1t hnd been arranged
that wny--rnOm and breakfast, five
dollars a week. Flu. tonight she would
go straight home without dinner. Per-
haps they would be making prepara-
tlonS for the great day. She bought
an evening paper, two bananas and a
sweetened roll and started up the ele.
vntnd stairs.
She reached home and opened the
door with her latchkey. From every
indication every one was out She
called for Mrs. Palmer but no reply
came.
Miss Johnson ate her meagcr repast
and then went to the kitchen for n
drink Of water. Her meal had been dry
and somehow 1t choked her a little.
Everything was so hard to swallow. Or
was 1t that the lump in her throat got
In the way?
AT last ten o'clock came and Mrs.
Palmer walked In. "Oh." said Miss
Johnson. III came home early tonight
to know If could help you with the
dinner tomorrow. I'm going out my
self. But mother has always said I
was handy with the DRESSING"
"Dressing7 Dlnner7" repeated Mrs.
Palmer In amaZemcnt. "Oh, land,
child. don't 90 to no fuss for Thanks
giving What's the user I just says
to Bert Palmer and the kids. Now why
should be standing over n hot stove
for hours when in no time you'd have
all the stuff ct up? So let's 'em
Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1918-11-27
Yes Everybody
Takes CasCarets
Only 10 cents ! Harmless
cathartic for sluggish
liver and bowels

Feel bully! Cheer up! Take Cas-
earets to liven your liver and clean
the bowels and stop headaches, bill
iousncss. bad breath. coated tongue,
sallowncss, sour stomach and gases.
Tonight take Cascarets and enjoy
tho incest, gcntlest liver aud bowel
cleansing You ever experienced.
Wake up feeling grand --Eyerybody's
doing it. Cascarets best laxative for
children. They gladly take tits
pleasant candy cathartc because it
never gripes or sickens like other
things. s.-adv.
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gathering, no turkey, no pumpkin PIE
and cider. No children to be allowed
on that day to eat all they wanted.
Maybe 1t was day OF national gorg-
Ing, but 1t was family day anyway
and 1t was Thanksgiving day.
She tried to sleep. She didn't want
to think of the morrow. But she did,
and Mt the same time came the vision
Of Mr.. Brown, his watery eyes leering
Mt her, and his pudgy hands holding
hers SO she couldn't escape, and his
lips-those fat lips-forcing-Oh no !!
She shivered and pulled the clothes
around her tighter. Why had she said
she would go? Perhaps he meant to
be kind. But he had always been a
little too kind, little too conslderate,
1t seemed now.
Sometimes she had noticed n strange
look on the pnrt of Mr.. Courtney, es-
pecially that afternoon. She
felt Ned Courtney thought Mr.. Brown
dictated less and talked more than
was necessary. And 1t bothered her.
But she was not sure, and she didn't
want to lose her job. It had been so
hard-beglnnlng with everything 80
new and different. or all the men she
had met in New York she cared most
ly for Ned Courtney and his opinion.
He had seemed sincere and every one
In the office spoke so highly of him.
She wondered what he'd think Of this.
and then she wondered why she wished
she knew.
SO she thought on. Morning came.
Her eyes were heavy. Sleep had come
only in snatchcs. She dressed hastily
and then laughed at herself for hurry
ing. She wrote home and tried to
make her letter cheerful.
"Lydin Lydia Johnson !" same Mrs.
Palmcr's voice from downstairs. "a
gentlclnan to speak to you on the
phone"
Miss Johnson went down the stairs
without hurrying. She had never ac-
Qurcd the habit Of running to the tele.
phone as If 1t were on fire and must
be put out by lifting the receiver.
"lIcllo." she said.
sch, good-morning, Miss Johnson"
came the voice from the other end, "I
hope I Didn't get you up out Of bed.
No? Yor.' re not Il late sleeper even on
holiday? Well, l always krew you
were smart. Just thought I'd call you
up to tell you we'll lave that turkey
tonight at six you know. I'll be around
In plenty of time. Look your sweet.
est"
"Oh, thank you. Mr.. Brown. Yes, I'll
be ready Il little before six"
AT either end the receiver was hung
up and each went off diSc0ntented.
81 wonder il Pm wasting time and
money OH her." mcditated Mr. Brown.
ITS all right to favor that country
idea she has Of a holiday but l like
little appreciation In return.
But guess I've got her where l want
her. Only I'd better not lose
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talked Of the times at home--other
Thnnksgivings.
"DO you come here oftcnT asked
Mr.. Courtney.
"Almost always" she answered. 81
wasn't going to come tonight, and then
thought I would. I've never seen
you here before"
"No. it's my first appearance, though
l guess l know all the other places
like this. One Of the boys told me
about 1T at the office. Where did you
think you'd go2 I mean tonight, If you
hadn't come hcrc?"
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Lydia closed the door softly and
then opened it nolsily. "Yes," she
called back.
"I'm just going over to see the pic
lures for an hour. I'll be back in time
to fuss you up bit for tonight Don't
worry. I'll only be gone an hour"
"All right, thank you, Mrs. Palmer"
she called.
She waited five minutes, then ten
and mt last put on her things. Quietly
She stole down the stairs. She opened
the door, looked up and down the
street and then hurriedly walked along.
'I guess" she said slowly to herself,
"I'll go downtown" And she went up
the stairs to the elevated.
II suppose I'll have to eat" she
thought grlmly.
Usually Rast's table d'hote was
crowded. There people were always
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sleep and then I runs down to the deli
catessen and gets n few cold cuts and
bit Of potato salad for a little extry.
Say, why don't you 80 to the pictures
more? I've been tonight to see THE
Wayward Girls Return Home It was
sad but oh, so beautiful"
But Miss Johnson was not thinking
of the pictures. A few cold cuts and
potato salad for Thanksgiving, she
was thinking, and football game and
the theatcrs and movies. No family
Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1918-11-27

ued Mr.. Brown. "NIoSt of
the girls welcome holiday. They can
Sleep and then 20 out dancing with
some fine young man. Aln't you got h
young man, Miss Johnson? Perhaps
you've not been long enough in the
city. Well, well. take your time.
There's lot Of these youngsters who
can make love all right, all right, but
when 1t comes to furnishing the home
they'd have q hard time doing it on
tho INSTRUMENT plan. The salaries of
young men amt SO big these days"
Mr.. Brown wns manager Of the
Jones & Gushing Wholesale Glass and
Crockcry company. lie was large
gentleman with watcry blue eyes, fat
lips and pudgy hands.
II suppose yOull be missing the Old
folks, ch?' continued tho gentleman.
II guess I Will miss thcln," said Miss
Johnson, with letters and notebook in
hand. at will be the first Thanksgiv.
ing I've been away. You see I took
my course ut business college last win
ter and went home for the summer"
'To be sure" said Mr.. Brown. "It's
only two months since you came here.
but you've won your way into our
hearts," he added with leer.
"And I know how you feel" he went
on. "Just longing for the old folks
and the kids. How'd you like some
real turkey, eh2 Well. Wen have 1t.
You're only II child to me. I'm old
enough to be your father"
And with a look such as no father
has ever given before or since, Mr.
Brown moved his chair little nearer.
"How about Thanksgiving dinner
with me tomorrow night? My wife has
gone to see her old mother, who Is
down sick So let's keep each other
company. eh? And have real turkey.
What do you say?
"Wc'l go to one Of the swell places
where therc'll be cranberry sauce. too.
And We'll hear music when we eat.
That Is IL we get those noiscless soup.
spoons" Mr.. Brown thought he was
humorous man.
II guess III CO." said Miss johnson
slowly.
Good! I'll call for you at six sharp
and you have n good sleep and write
home to the folks that you're going
out with nice safe old fnthcrly man
from the Office" Mr.. Brown really
flattcrcd himself that he was neither
old nor safe.
Miss Johnson had closed the door
and gone to put her book and letters
hack In her desk. Mr.. Courtney, one
OF the statesmen and Mr.. Browns right.
hand man. had noticed : sight flush
on her face q. 57ine had passed him. LIZ
The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1918-04-30
DRAFTMEN
TO ANSWER
ROLL CALL
IS Grady County Lads Meet Today; En-
train Tomorrow for Camp; Call
Issued for May 6

With one increment OF selectmen
just arrived from Grady county, with
another called to report today for
entrainment and witp announcement
OF another call definitely made, the
war program is being speeded up,
apparently to the nth degree.
This afternoon at o'clock, Is men
will assemble at the federal build
ing to answer roll call and prepare
to leave for camp tomorrow. This
increment will go to TT. Sam Hous-
ton, which is a departure from the
program that has been In effect up
to this time. the men will entrain
tomorrow at $40, With the incre-
ment so small, it is doubtful if the
men will be reassembled this even
ing for mess call, but will be dis
missed following the giving Of in.
structions at o'clock, until they re-
assemble to entrain tomorrow after.
noon.
S. G. Durbin, chairman Of the Gra.
dy county exemption board gave out
today the list of men who win leave
Chickasha on May 6. In the mere
ment that goes forward at that time
there is yet another departure from
the previous programs. These men,
nine in number, will be sent to Camp
Macarthur Waco, Tex.
On account of the small number
of men in the May 6 CALL there will
be no assemble for roll call the day
previous as has been the case here
tofore. The men are called to re-
port on May at 1880. They will
entrain at $40. The list of May 6
is as follows, according to the Off
cal announcement from the exemp-
tion board:
Edgar Lee Park, Tuttle.
John Bruce Hambleton, Tuttle.
James o. Foster Tuttle.
Luther Monroe Mayfield Purdy.
Bill Byrd Waldon, Tuttle.
Calvin o. Holder, Alex
Lavoise Crittenden, Rush Springs.
DeClay Williams, Antioch.
John S. White. Duncan.
The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1918-04-30
POLLS Be
OPEN TILL
7 O'CLOCK

Voting in the election today as to
whether the schools will be allowed
nadditional levy, was progressing
slowly at the city hall, up to noon.
The entire voting of the city is be-
ing done at the city hall, no other
polls being open.
The proposition submitted for a
yes or no vote is whether a school
levy, four mills in addition to the
five mill levy prescribed by law shall
be in force. The total of nine mills
is one mill more than was used by
the schools last year 1t is proposed
to increase the salaries of the teach
ers with the additional levy
This morning, Supt w. F. Ramey
of the Chickasha schools received an
opinion from the attorney generals
office of the state, to the effect that
women. qualified to vote, that is,
who are registered and otherwise
qualified, will be permitted to cast
their ballots in this city levy cleo
tion.
The polls at the city hall will be
open until o'clock this evening. Civ
ing every one ample time in which
to vote.
The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1918-04-30
BRITISH HOLD LINES; NOW DOWN ATTACKING WAVES

Bailey can account for the delivery
Two doors had been unlocked, One
IS a solid steel door leading into the
cage room. The other is a barred
door to the same room. Some time
ago there was confined in the jail a
man named Smiley w. Edwards. He
is supposed to be in the army now
While he was in jail, however he
showed that he was something of a
locksmith by making key from a
small aluminium comb with which he
unlocked the two doors in question.
When he left the Jail, he turned the
key over to the sheriff, It is
thought possible that he made more
than one key and left the duplicate
il the Jail to be used by other in
mates wishing to seek the frosher
air.
Still, this does not account for the
man in soldiers clothes that was
seen in the corridor and it is thought
possible that Edwards was back in
town yesterday morning making a
visit to the jail and attempting to
free the entire bunch.
The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1918-04-30
LITTLE CHANGE
In CONDITION OF
FORMER MAYOR

Word received today from the home
of J. B. Burton, former mayor of
Chickasha who was injured in an
automobile accident in Wichita Falls,
was to the effect that little change
could be detected in his condition
since yesterday.
He rested well last night, but ow-
ing to the nature of the injury there
seems nothing ON which to base a
definite report of his condition, .
said E. G. Burton, son Of the injured
man, There are certain develop.
ments evidenced, but they are not to
the turning point, one way or the
other. My father is conscious and
has been since a few hours after the
accident"