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Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-12-17


For Sale-Ffve December bargains
on the corner Of Second avenue and
Byron street. The owner is going on
farm and has placed these properties
in our hands, and we are going to sell
them for Jan. 1. Here is a place a
man with little money can get big
returns on his Investment You can
buy this block for less than it would
cost to build it today. Here is a place
to unload some government bonds. Will
give terms. Hinecker & Negly. over
Colonial Theater, Phone 50, Marshall
town, Iowa
The body Of Edward Alexander Tay-
lor, an M. & St. L. conductor who
died Saturday, arrived in the city Mon
day evening from Hampton. and the
funeral service. in charge Of the Order
c: Railway Conductors, was held fre-
the Pursel chapel at 10 o'clock this
morning. The service was read by
Rev. w. G. Crowder. The pail bearers.
from the railway conductors. were B.
J. Blaney w. ]. Fordham C. A. Bonn.
Ed Groce. r. g. Mitchell. and M. H.
Cole Intermen4 was in the conductors
lot at Riverside. Mrs. Taylor was not
able to attend the funeral, being con-
fined to her home at Hampton with in
fuenZa
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-12-17

The Excelsior Aid Society will hold
an all day sew Wednesday at the
home of Mrs. ]. G. Edgar, 20 South
First avenue. A covered dish lunch will
be enjoyed at noon.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-12-17
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| WE HAVE IT
Broad
Minded


That is the kind our trade
consists of. They are in
telligent. We know this be-
cause they have figured out
that this store never over
buys, always buys strictly
quality groceries, conse-
quently we never have to
try and make them think
we are giving them some
thing for nothing.
When you buy groceries,
dry goods, or automobiles
if you know your business
you should get just what
you pay for. Our business
is groceries and we know
our business one of the
many reasons for this busy
store.
Try a can of our De Luxe
brand green beans packed
asparagus style at 30c per
can. They sure are some
beans.
--4~. e.z-4& e--s
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-12-17

Private funeral services for Frank
Drahos, 513k North Third street. will
be held at $50 wednesday afternoon
from the residence in charge Of Rev.
W. G. Crowder Burial will be in River
sida
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-12-17

Hodson Bros. public sale Of dairy
cattle. horses and machinery. Friday,
Dec. 20. Hodson Bros.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-12-17

Notice-Hewitt's garage is now
equipped to charge storage batteries in
the car without removing, leave your
car tonight and your battery will be
charged for you in the morning. Bat
teries stored for the winter rs cents
per month. Two service cars. Call
393-Advertisement.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-12-17

for the holidays, don't wait too long
as they are going fast now. 1t is i'm
possible to rebuy as they are very
scarce and when we are out we will
have no more. So get them while you
can Carriers Economy Store.
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-12-17

With Christmas only 6 shopping days away,
our store still offers the greatest assortments
in holiday and staple merchandise. Christmas
shoppers are out in full force and are enjoying
the Christmas psirit, which radiates from this
store This Christmas coming 1t does during the
greatest period in history observed fttngy
Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1918-12-17

One pound of pure creamery butter.
contains more nourishment than four
pounds OF substitute. One quart Of
pure pasteurized milk contains as much
nourishment as q pound OF meat. If
your grocer does not handle our cream
cry butter or pasteurized milk tele-
phone us. we will supply you. Jack
son Dairy Co. Phone 317.
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-26
YOUR RED CROSS
An Army Without Gun
By MEREDITH NICHOLSON
OF the VIqiIantes

THE Red Cross is the greatest instrument of
l mercy the world has seen. Noble as the
service of mercy and hepfulness in Civil War
DAYS, the Red Cross surpasses it immeasurably not
only in the range and variety Of its effort. but In
efficiency and effectiveness.
The Red Cross is, may say the arms Of the
mothers of the world reached out to their sons to
bind up their wounds and comfort them. The Red
Cross is an army nihhoAf gun that wages war
only upon suffering and heartache Where the
flag of the stars goes there the banner of the Red
Cross must fly beside it. We watch our boys go
forth to war with spirit of hopefulness because
know that this great agency of humanity presses
close behind them: that its work not incidental,
but the intelligent directed effort OF one of the
most marvellous organizations contrived by
American genius
We have all contributed to the Red Cross we
shall be called upon again to contribute to its
funds.-again and perhaps again. And will
respond again and yet again! For this is a war for
the defense of civilization and we of great, Free
splendid, glorious America, have every intention
that it shall be fought with the army of the Red
Cross solidly supporting soldiers
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-26
WHEN A CUP OF
COFFEE TASTES LIKE
A MILLION DOLLARS
He Got His Cup and Then
Went onto Death.

Through the establishment of the
line of communication canteens in
France the American Red Cross is set
ting records in serving hot coffee, CO.
Goa and sandwiches to the troops. One
of these refreshment units made an
other new record recently, serving
more than $4,000 meals in one week.
At another cup of coffee was served
every ten seconds for a period of two
consecutive hours.
In a single week these lines of COM
munication canteens often serve $4,000
American and French soldiers.
Soldiers In Box Cars.
Do our soldiers and their allies real
ly want this form of Red Cross serv-
ice? a letter from a young American
aviator, a 1917 graduate of Princeton
University. is probably typical 1t
might be added that this man has since
been reported killed after bringing
down a German Taube. "a so mile
train ride over here" he said. 'instead
of taking a few hours may take days
When we stop at Red Cross canteen
you can bet that cup of coffee tastes
like a million dollars"
1t Is not always possible for a regi-
ment to provide sufficient food and hot
coffee on these long journeys, where
the men must often be packed stand
ing into unheated box cars ordinarily
used for carrying horses. So imagine
for yourself the warmth, the cheer, the
comfort that piping hot coffee and
good sandwiches bring to our boys aft
er a night on such a Journey You
can just bet that 1t stiffens a mans
courage. Your Red Cross is handing
out this renewed courage by the piping
hot cupful.
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-26
A MOTHERS PROMISE
TO HER SON
By KATHLEEN NORRIS

My Dear One-rm writing this very,
very small and on the thinnest of pa
per, so that tightly folded it may slip
into one of the olive drab pockets of
your new uniform without encroaching
for the tiniest part of an inch upon all
the new things that you must have
there-the passports and identified
ton slips and photograph, the knife
and pen and writing pad. the lists
and numbers and names and ciphers,
the address book and the thin manual
you have been studying so hard and
the slim little Bible, for this letter is
a part of your equipment, too, or at
least like to think that 1t is.
I'm going TO tell you in 1t just one
or two of the things we've been try
ing not to sayin these last days. You've
said to yourself, haven't you, that
there were possibilities that I, thank
God, hadn't seemed to think Of.
You've marvelled gratefully, haven't
you, that I could say goodby with
dry eyes and talk about what we
should do when the war is over. My
dear, there is nothing -nothing-that
can happen TO you that haven't fore
seen in every detail since May, since
the very beginning of it all. I know
that some of our men are not going to
come back. ! know-as / write this
in the room you love-that your fin
gers may tumble for this little piece
of paper In some dreadful hour,
month or two months or six months
from now, just to read 1t over once
more for the last time. just to feel
in your fingers out there In a shell
lighted battlefield something that I
have touched-for goodbye.
And thinking of all this for almost
a year while you've been getting
ready TO go I've been getting ready TO
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-26
STRETCHING PARIS TO
MEET THE NEEDS OF FRANCE
THE RED CROSS HAS HELPED WHERE Gov
ERNMENTS WERE HELPLESS.

The avalanche of refugees that
swept into Paris from the north Of
France had been the despair of the
civil authorities. These homeless,
stunned people were a new RESPONSE
bility TO be added to the thousands OF
wounded men that came steadily from
the shasnbles Of the west front.
Paris Is an old city. 1t was not
ready to take in its neighbors' chill
dren. Its population was already a
tight at. So it made the best of its
poor hospitality by offering up its gar
rets. New building construction SEEM
ed impossible. Men were scarce. The
mechanic was either manning the
trenches or fighting the fight In the
war factories. Paris was distracted.
II is wonderful indeed how no5ly
Paris tried to meet this condition.
And It IL remarkable how Paris met 1t
with the aid Of our own Red Cross.
Unhampered by red tape or precedent,
our Red Cross put on overalls and
jumper. carried the hod, became archi-
tect, engineer and contractor and went
into the building of homes. Here was
a church lot that lay vacant; here an
unfinished hospital: there worn out
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-26

stay. Just as you planned I planned
and 1 said to myself: when the time
comes for us to part shall make him
a promise" Dear one, this is my
promise, and I make 1t for the term
of your own-"for the duration of the
present war;"
I promise you that while you are
away, whether it is months or years,
nothing except what / can give you
and give all the others shall fill my
life. I promise you that I shall de-
vote myself, here in safety, to the
work of making what you do easier
and stronger and safer for you. ]
promise you that I shall give-and
give and give-for the Causei Not
the money I can spare, not the time
have left when everything else is
done, but all the money, all the time,
all the energy 1 havei
Your whole life has been altered,
has been set to sterner and graver
music. So shall mine be. You will
know self denial. privation and fatigue
while the war lasts. So shall I know
them. Even if black news comes, even
If the blacklist comes, / shall remem-
Der that against your brave heart this
promise is resting, and l shall go on.
And while there is one man among our
million and among the millions of our
allies who needs clothing and nursing
and comforts and solace for your sake
I shall not fail him.
Perhaps in Gods goodness this note
will come safely back to me in the
olive drab pocket, and we will smile
over 1t together. But, remember. until
that hour comes I shall be always busy
filling my own small place in the great
machine of mercy and as truly under
the colors over here as you are over
there. God bless you!
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-26

building, all Of which In a fortnight
were started on their way toward new
apartments, rooms and sleeping wards.
We here at home who associate the
great Red Cross movement with band
ages and white gowned nurses must
lose this old illusion in the light of a
thousand other works for humanity.
In this case we see the Red Cross
first as diplomats convincing the civil
authorities of Paris as to their ability
to remedy the situation. then as
architects remodeling buildings, chang
ing building plans. hiring labor gath
cred by themselves from the ex-sol-
diery and the older man, all the while
working under every imaginable hand
leap, while Father Time cried, "Get 1t
done. get 1t done"
So out of the garrets came these de
spairing people to find new hope In
clean homes, to get new cheer out of
sheer bodily comfort and fresh cour-
age to again take up the great trust
that France has kept so well-''to car
~ on" 1t is not strange that our
French brothers believe In your own
Red Cross just little more than you
do. But should this be?
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-26
WHAT YOUR
DOLLARS DO
One Hundred Cents Worth
of Mercy and Relief for
EveryWar Fund Dollar.

Your Red Cross dollars-every cent
of every Red Cross alphabetically
relieves INTELLECTUALLY goes as
you give 1T, for war relief. Not one
cent of any contribution goes into
Red Cross administration expenses
the overhead of War Fund admins
tration is more than covered by the
interest accruing from the banking of
the funds. All relief work not per-
tanning to the war is amply covered
by the normal revenues of the Red
Cross through membership dues.
Your answer to humanity's cry
your donation to war reIief-includes
not only the care and restoration of
the wounded. 1t is mission of mercy
to the famished, the homeless and
helpless, the lame, the halt, and the
blind-all the victims of war that ap-
peal to the heart of mankind
The relief of invalided soldiers, re-
lief of the mutilated and blind, train
ing of crippled soldiers for useful pur-
suits-relief service for the care and
revival of soldiers on furlough from
the front-relief of children through
out devastated territory-relief of de-
pendent families of soldiers-relief to
prisoners in Germany-relief among
repatriated people returning to France
-children's refugees and hospitals
these are among the divisions of or
ganized work that carries practical aid
to its every object in a wide field of
activity. Its scope embraces Russia.
Roumania, Serbia, Italy and Armenia
besides the great field of France.
Your donation makes this great mis-
sion of mercy your own.
The Red Cross carries 100 cents
worth of aid for every dollar donated.
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-26
THE RED CROSS MAN
By AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR.
OF the vioiIantes


Broken with pain and WEAKNESS
And sapped with vile disease,
Back to the land of ruined towns,
OF murdered men and trees,
Through Switzerland from Germany
The trains of wreckage RAM
And on the French frontier they found
A Red Cross Man.
And when to what had once been home
Those haggard exiles came,
Young wheat was green above the scars
OF steel and blood and flame
Round new built houses where once more
The work of life began.
And still they found to welcome them
A Red Cross Man.
There the husband clasped again
The wife he mourned as dead
The child was on its mothers breast,
The old were comforted.
What wonder if they hope to find
The Angel of Gods Plan
Who meets them at the heavenly gate
A Red Cross Mani
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-26
This Is THE TRUE
RED CROSS SPIRIT
A Little Story With a Big
Thought in 1t.

A month ago the Red Cross chapter
in Bay City, Mich, received a hurry
up call for $50 dunnage bags. Troops
were about to move, and through an
oversight their equipment was not
complete. The bags had to be made
and sent within 4S hours. A request
for help was sent over the town, and
the stores were searched successfully
for the right materials. Among those
who quickly responded and came TO
the chapter workrooms To help We're
two little girls, sisters, about ten and
twelve years of age. each eager to lend
a hand and do something for the boys
who were going TO the front. All day
long the fingers of the women and
the little girls were fairly flying. Bag
after bag received the last stitch I'M
til scores were piled up ready for
shipment. Closing time came, and the
woman experimenting the making of
the bags counted those completed and
announced that If every one of the
workers could come early the next
morning and work all day the bags
would surely be finished in time for
shipping by evening. Two crestfalles
little girls, the little sisters, were wait
ing for her at the door as she de-
parted.
Red Cross Dunnage Bags.
I'VE are awfully sorry, n,1'am," said
the older of the. two, "but we can't
come back tomorrow. You see tomor-
row we have to" And, without fin
fishing the sentence, she looked back
wistfully at the pile of bags.
ut is too bad you can't come back"
said the superintendent, "but / want
to thank you, and we all thank you,
for the work you've done today. You
two have been a wonderful help, and
that pile of bags wouldn't be nearly so
big If you hadn't been here. Good
night"
The next morning when the super
intendent came down TO unlock the
workrooms for the day she was aston
ished TO see the two little girls stand
ing in the cold by the locked door.
"Oh, I'm so glad to see your she
laid. II thought you said you couldn't
eCme7''
"Oh, we knew those Red Cross bags
just rad to be finished for the SOL
diers," exclaimed the little one, with
glistening eyes, "and we got up Mt
three o'clock this morning and got the
washing done earlyw
The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-05-26
SUPPLYING FRENCH HOSPITALS.

The Red Cross hospital supply serv-
ice in France has 10 warehouses filed
with drugs, medicines, surgical instru-
ments and dressings. 1t serves 3423
French military hospitals
The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1918-01-31

l0eIcf SynOICdtc. AuC.'
60 aneau ana prove IT.
ri bet you don't know grasshoppers
chew tobacco"
At this Penrod yelled In consum-
Ing scorn.
"You wait!" Sam began to browse
IN the grass searching.
"Grasshoppers chew tObacco!" howl
ed Penrod. "Grasshop1ers chew to-
bacco! Grasshop-oh. no. no"
Here" said Sam, bringing q grass
hoppey for his inspection. "You watch
now"
He gave the grasshopper command.
squeezed him slightly about the mid
Gle, and proved the case absolutely.
"Look there!" he cried. fourishing
Exhibit A upon his thumbnail. "Now.
say grasshoppers don't chew to-
baccOl"
Penrod was beside hiD'self, but not
(as would have been proper) with con-
fusion; ecstasy was his emotion-and
there followed bad-quarter OF an
hour for the grasshoppers in that por-
ton of the yard.
"Pshaw!" said Sam. "Tve known
grasshoppers chewed tobacco ever
since was five years old"
Penrod paused to seek further
knowledge at its fountain-head.
"Sam, do You know anything elseT'
he inquired hopefully.
eyes, 1 do" replied Mr.. Williams
with justified resentment. "Lemme see.
Oh, yes! I bet you don't know If you
put q black hair from horses tail III
a bottle and put water in it, and leave
II there for three weeks, it'll turn into
q snake"
Il Is, too" said Penrod. II knew
that, ever since I was" Penrod
paused; sudden light in his eyes.
"Sam, did you ever try it?"
mo" said Sam, thoughtfully. Il
guess when heard it we didn't have
any horse, and I was too little to get
one from any other peoples horse-or
sumpthing."
Penrod jumped up eagerly. swell,
we aren't too little now!" he shouted
sYay!" This jubilant outcry from
Sam demonstrated what reciprocal
fires of enthusiasm were kindled in his
bosom on the instant. "Where's q
horse:"
g. simultaneously their eyes fell upon
what they sought. In side street
stood a grocer's wagon, and the gro
Ger had Just gone into the kitchen. At
tached to the wagon was an elderly
bay horse. Attached to the elderly
scy horse was a black tail. The pros
The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1918-01-31

e-ps. co-,I,t..t nnn ra-rT.-'.
dogs. And, while these thoughts
floated within him, he would sit by
the half hour. gazing at the hofr'e, IL
gentle and warming affection ennnQt-
Ing toward it from him.
Twenty-one slow days must pass he-
fore the rapturous event: twelve haG
gone when Sam reported that sy.np-
toms of the great change We're uq-
bearing in his "snoke," which he had
taken to his home. (They had dis
carded the term hair on the second
. day.)
"Yes, sir" said Sam. hes turned al
round in the bottle from the way he
was layin' yesterday; kind of looks
like he was restless. to me-. And
there's sumpthing like little bubbles on
him I'D at the end where his heads
goin' to be-"
The hair in Penrod's bottle had no
such accomplishment for its owner to
vaunt: he looked coldly at Sam, and
began to whistle
"Yes, sir" Sam went on. with per
haps too much JUNCTION. that snake
of mine looks to me like 1t was goIn'
to make mighty fine snake!"
"Well, I don't know" Penrod said.
! sighting. II like EN- kind OF Quieter."
Nor did the fact that his treasure ex-
| hIbit no tokens Of the transition dis
! turb him In any way, except thus to
rouse his >hampionage. No slightest
doubt ever Swallowed his ardent con-
| fdence; never for one instant! Tad
poles became frogs: caterpillars make
! themselves into cocOOns; and cocoons
! are really butterflies; he had owned
| cocoons that showed no change In ap-
pearance until the very hour Of the
butterflies emergence. The hair IN the
| bottle looked every day more and
more like an attractive young snake,
and by the time Penrod discovered
that the thirty-second of July would
really be the first of August, 1t Seem
ed to him that 1t almost was snake,
already.
The final week of the three was one
Of internal excitement. frightening al
most unbearably as the climax ap-
preached Then. the first of August
dawned fair and cool; no sWeetcr
birthday could have been selected in
all the year. Penrod woke with the
Joyous feeling that riches had come to
him in his snake.
AS his eyes opened and fell upon the
bottle, bathed in morning sunshine on
the chair by his bed, he stared with
10y. The hair had altered its position
in the water during the night the mir
acle had begun TO work, and Is min
utes Of II would see it consummated
He dressed slowly and TREMENDOUSLY
wondering what he would name it.
Then, instead of descending tobreak
fast, he sat upon his bed to gaze upor
the marvel, and continued to sit--an1
sit-and sit. Meanwhile, urgent re
quests for his presence in the dining
room went wholly unheeded, unit
finally Margaret, his pretty nineteen
The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1918-01-31

NSSA1AAoA~
-OR a boy. summertime Is the
period Of highest scientific in
terest; 1t Is the bug season.
Penrose Schof1eld and hiS
friend. Sam Williams, stood enthralied,
In Penrose's back yard, staring at u
magnificent creature they had discov-
cred upon TIE stalk Of lush bush In
the fence corner. The thing was so
still, 1t might have been pixies con-
certIna. painted dusty green and or
namented with brilliant pool balls
from pixie pool table. To Penrod
and Sam 1t was known as tobacco
worm" and it was the largest and fat
test they had ever seen. The two
boys stared in silence for long time;
finally Penrod spoke In a hushed
voice.
Il wonder shat he's thinlzin' about"
"Thinkin' about how fat he Is, may
be-" Sam suggested.
II bet you don't know which end
his head is" said Penrod.
II bet you don't, either"
"Well, whoever said didr' Penrod
retortcd GROSSLY.
swell. did l say l didr'
well, whoever said you did say
you did?"
A movement on the part Of the green
creature distracted the attention Of
both boys momentarily.
"Look!" Penrod cried. "He's
movin'!"
"Climbin' up the bush," observed
Sam. THAT shows which end his head
is it's on top"
1T doesn't have to be on top just
because he's climbin' up the bush, y
Penrod remarked scornfully. II guess
he could back up. just as well as climb
up, couldn't he?"
"Well. he wouldn't" Sam argued.
| "What would he want to back up for,
when he could just as easy climb up:
His heads on top Of him, and that
| proves It,"
Penrod laughed pityingly. Suppose
sumpthing was after him; he'd want
| to have his head on the bottom end
SOS he could keep watchin' out to see
| If It was comm after him up the stalk
wouldn't he? That proves 1t,
| guess!"
So it did-so far as Sam Williams
| was concerned. Sam was overwhelm'
| ed: he had nothing to say. He dug the
| ground with the toe Of his shoe, de
spondently, then frightened all al
once. II bet l know sumpin' about
uro sshonrors tho< 6Ns'k"