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Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17
NATIONAL HOME

onicer Of the day, Capt. Hugh
Doyle.
william II. Clark. late Co. I. 20
Mass. Inf. has been granted dis
charge from the Home
Jasper y. Watkins. - co. 9Th
train battalion, 157 Depot Brigade.
Michael Edwards. Is Battery y. 7.
I. A.. and Daniel Withee, late Co. c.
eth Ne. Inf, have reported for ad-
mission.
Thomas Shea has returned from a
furIoueh passed in New York City.
also Frank L. Cruby from Boston.
Furloughs were granted Wednes-
day to James McGranagan to Calais:
John II. Burgess TO Randolph, and
John S. Keisor to Ellsworth Falls.
Michael Bresney Of Boston. late
Co. P. 20 Mass. Inf. has been trans
ferred here from the Central branch.
William /. Bard Of Pittsburg. Pa.
late Co. B, l4s Pa. Inf. has been ad-
rnitted to the Home.
John Riddensdale, late Co. D Pa.
Cav. has been transferred to the
Mountain Branch.
4- AAACA "a Va l1lC lohC 44SA oSC "a
Putnam will be held from the Home
chapel at 10 A. II. Thurse-y, Rev.
c. H. Temple officiating.
The Retail Monumental Dealers OF
Maine held its annual outing here
Wednesday. The party was given a
banquet az the Home hotel and. also
a special band concert at P. II.
They visited al points Of interest
about the Branch and reported
most enjoyable time in spite Of the
weather.
Concert Program for Thursday
American Medley March No. I,
Brooks
Overture-"Katie Of Hebron"
Eeibig
Waltz-Wilhelmina, Hall
Selection from The hooking Bird"
Resented
Intermezzo-"Eiawa
Fantasia-"Evolutio Of Dixie. Lake
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

Ulysses Le-r7l Of Dorcheste.
Mass. formerly Of iris city, Is in
Augusx for q few days visiting
relatives and friends.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

Ez--y NcCaus:aod % this city. who
1ade-wec, surgical treatment on
Wednesday morning a. the Augusta
General hospital. was reported .ast
evening as doing nicely.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

TIE Standard Bearers will meet
with Mss Irene Hunneweii. 81 Court
street. tits Thursday evening. Mem
| bers please carry dues.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

The Lewiston Journal Of July Is
said: Alfred O'Brien. formerly of
Lewiston, is in town today. Mr..
O'Brien plans to open a cigar shop.
wholesale and retail, in Augusta, and
will leave for that place later this
week. His wife, Marie LANCE Plante
oBrien. will open a tea room in
Augusta soon"
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

The Flying Circus completed its
stay il Augusta on Wednesday and
let, a, sbou, y O'Clock IN the FORE
noor, its destination being Lewiaton.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

Henry D. BropAy Of Fairfield. for
mer deputy sheriff Of Somerset
county, was a business caller Tues
day IN this city.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

Pvt Frank H. Lovejoy has arrived
home from overseas and Ii visiting
his sister, Mrs. A u. Chase OF East
Crescen. street.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

skull. Mr.. Humphrey was taken 20
his home and his injuries were dsess-
ed but the wound Is considered to
be Of a very dangerous nature.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

Home cooking. We are prepared
to Ill orders for all kinds Of home
cooking, also salad dressing. II.
F1arighty, IS Court street. Tel. 63-W
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Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

Five horses weighing from 900 to
400 lbs. Will be sold cheap. No
letters answered. Tel s4S-R or call
at Malcolm & Dyers store. d. s.
Young. tuly15dtf
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

The rain storm which developed
on Tuesday evening continued
through the night and part of
Wednesday morning. but was fol-
lowed by clearing before noontime.
The rain was just what was needed
to help out the gardens as the
ground was getting a little dry.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

J. ". LaRue Of Portland was In
this city awhile Wednesday On mat
tiers Of business.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17

I am resuming my practice and TO-
the present will have my ONCE at my
residence, "a Bangor street. Office
hours ! TO SO In the afternoon and
Z to ST. the evening. Lewis L. Manu-.
~ 1u1y34dS: !.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17
LOCAL NOTICE

Dance at Riverside Friday evening
July Is. Three-piece orchestra.
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Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17
AUGUSTA LOCALS

Mrs. Sarah z. Grady left on the
1915 train yesterday for Northeast
Harbor.
Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1919-07-17
Old time TeI0e(|

You may with many soaled wonderful new discoveries
Liver trouble Constpato-you may spend many
ng them all find yourself psactsIv no h.s,e hsn
men you commenced There safe speedy reliable house
oo remedy winch has been prepared Maine for more
years and which has relief thousands Of sick
1neng peonsthe true and original e. F." Atwoods Medicine
ne dose IS small and easily taken the sure
your Mother Grandmother kept always in the house
oy or use time OF trouble and you glad to get back
it. after series dsappontments Get bottle TO-DAY and be
'ePa1eo 20 "a1o on sickness Fifty your dealers
The " l. F.. Medicine Co., Portland Maine .
The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1919-04-25
YANKEE JOKER MADE GOOD"
Stop to See the Effect He
Made on Polus.

One of the "doubie-v" units numbers
in It's ranks practical joker who gen.
crafty scores a bulle-eye because he
never pulls" the same thing twice
Despite his long soiourn in France he
still succeeds in putting something
over on the poilus at regular intervals.
For some months he had spread the
report that inhabitants of certain pOr-
tons of Americas western plains had
horns.
"And the first unit of horned speci-
mems that come over. | will show
them to you," he promised. When
weeks and months passed without
redemption of the promise. the French
began to doubt the Yankees word
Then one day he announced to
group of French friends that a detach-
ment of Americans had arrived most
of whom had horns. He led them to
spot where concert was being given
by one of the regimental brass bands.
Most of 'em have horns" he said us
he broke away to a flying start
From the Spiker, France.
The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1919-04-25

Il am very sorry" he said lamely.
II have heard something of your mis-
fortunes from your father and--the
others. lists really h; I'd luck"
Il call 1t rather good luck to have
got away with the only dress in the lot
that cost more than tuppence, she
said smiling again. Lord knows what
would have happened to me IL they
had dropped down on us at the end of
the first act was the beggar's daugh-
ter, you see-absolutely in rags. Glad
to have met you. think you'll find
everything nearly all right Good night.
sir"
leaving him standing in the middle of
the room, perplexed but amused.
by George he said to himself, still
staring at the closed door, they're
wonders, all of them. | wish | could
do something TO help them out of
He sat down abruptly on the edge of
the bed and pulled his wallet from his
pocket. He set about counting the
bills, calculating frown in his eyes.
Then he stared at the ceiling, sum
ming up. 'I'll do it," he said after a
moment of mental figuring. He told
off IA half dozen bills and slipped them
into his pocket. The wallet sought its
usual resting place for the night: I'm
der pillow.
He was healthy and he was tired.
Two minutes after his head touched
the pillow he was sound asleep.
He was aroused shortly after mid
night by shouts, apparently just out
side his window. A man was calling
in loud voice from the road below
an instant later he heard a tremendous
pounding on the tavern door.
Springing out of bed, he rushed to
the window. There We're horses in
front of the houSe-Several of them
and men on foot moving like shadows
among them.
Turning from the window, he UNI
locked and opened the door into the
hall. Some one was Gathering down
the narrow staircase. The bolts on
the front door shot back with resound-
The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1919-04-25

! "She wore veil,' said Barnes sue
cinctly.
"Young?"
81 had that impression. BY the way.
Mr.. Jones, what and where is Green
Fancy?"
well" began the landlord, lowering
his voice, tits about two mile and a
half from here, up the mountain. It's
a house and people live in it, same as
any other house. That's about all
there is to say about it,"
why is it called Green Fancy?'
Because it's green house." re-
piled Jones succinctly. "Green as a
gourd. A man named Curtis built it
a couple o. years ago and he had a
fool idee about paintin' it green.
Might ha' been little crazy, for all
| know. Anyhow. after he goteit fin
! ished he settled down to live in It,,
and from that day to this he's never
been off'n the place
isn't it possible that he isn't there
at all?'
Hes there, all right. Every now
| and then he has visitors-juSt like
this woman today-and sometimes
they come down here for supper. They
don't hesitate to speak of him, so he
must be there Miss Tiily has got the
idee that he is recluse, If you know
what that is.
Further conversation was inter-
rupted by the irregular catter of
horses hoofs on the macadam. Off
to the left a dun red glow of light
spread across the roadway and ii
mans voice called out, "Whoa. dang
ye,"
The door of the smithy had been
thrown open and someone was Lead
ing forth freshly shod horses.
A moment later the horses-pranc-
ing. high-spirited animals - their
bride bits held by strapping black
smith, came into view. Barnes looked
in the direction of the steps. The two
men had disappeared. Instead of stop
ping directly in front of the steps the
smith led his charges quite distance
beyond and into the darkness.
Putnam Jones abruptly changed his
position. He insinuated his long body
between Barnes and. the doorway at
the same time rather loudly proclaim
ing that the rain appeared to be over.
Yes. sir he repeated. she seems
to have let up altogether Ought to
have nice day tomorrow Mr. Barnes
nice. cool day for walkin'."
Voices came up from the darkness
Jones had not been able TO cover them
with his own. Barnes caught two or
three sharp commands. rising above
the paving of horses hoofS. and then
great cIatter as the mounted horse
men rode off in the direction of the
crossroads.
Barnes waited until they We're muf-
fed by distance and then turned to
Jones with the laconic remark:
They seem to be foreigners, Mr..
Jones'"
Jones manner became natural once
more. He leaned against one of the
posts and. striking a match on his leg,
relighted his pipe.
Kind O curious about emf he
drawled.
1T never entered my mind until this
instant to be curious" said Barnes.
Well il entered their minds about
an hour ago to be curious about you"
said the other
The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1919-04-25
W. N. u, NEW YORK, NO. 1e--1s1s.
BRAVE AS THEIR BROTHERS
Little Things" Couldn't Daunt Amer
lean Girls in Their Work of
Mercy in France.

One of the girls began to laugh.
Little things is right" she exclaimed.
"Cooties, and rats and mice! You
know" she turned to me, "our billets
are usually pretty old places, and they
were full of-;lbout everything. l re-
member one night was sleeping with
one of the girls and she said TO me,
all of n sudden: is that your foot
that feel? l jumped. 4 was just
going to ask you the same thing an
swered. Wed better get out The flash
light And when we did we found
that there was a big rat in bed with
as-under the covers"
"ShelS, and wounded men. and
doughnuts. and rats-under the COW
ers!" l exclaimed.
"And mud up to their knees. and gas
attacks" finished another voice, the
voice of man who had been reading
silently in one corner of the room.
and rheumatism and grip and 9th
er little things like that. They're the
little things that girls don't tell about"
Margaret E. Sangster in the Chris
tian Herald.
The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1919-04-25

ing force, and there came the hoarse
tumble of excited voices as men crowd
ed through the entrance Putnam
Jones voice rose above the Glamour.
Keep quiet! Do you want to wake
everybody on the place." he was say
ing angrily. whats up? This is a
fine time O. night to be Good Lord
What's the matter with him?'
Telephone for a doctor, Put-damn'
quick This ones still alive The
other one is dead as a door nail up at
Jim Conley'S house Git ole Doc
James down from Saint Liz. Bring
him in here, boys. Where's your light?
Easy now, EaS-ee,"
Barnes waited to hear no more His
blood seemed to be running ice cold
as he retreated into the room and be-
/ gan scrambling for his clothes. The
thing he feared had come to pass. Dis
aster had overtaken her in that wild,
SenSelesS dash up the mountain road
| He was cursing half aloud as he
| dressed, cursing the fool who drove
| that machine and who now was per
/ haps dying down there in the taproom
THE other one is dead as door mai. :"
( kept running through his head-"the
other one
{ A dozen men We're in the taproom,
/ gathered around two tables that had
been drawn together. The men about
/ the table. on which was stretched the
/ figure of the wounded man. were I'M
doubtedly natives: Farmers, woods
men or employees of the tavern. AT a
word from Putnam Jones they opened
up and allowed Barnes to advance to
the side of the man.
See if you en- understand him, Mr..
Barnes" said the landlord. Perspira-
tion was dripping from his long, raw
boned face And you, Bacon--you and
Dillingford hustle upstairs and get a
mattress off'n one of the beds Stand
at the door there, Pike, and don't let
any woman in here Go away, Miss
| Thackeray. This is no place for YOU.
Miss Thackeray pushed her way
past the man who tried to stop her
and Joined Barnes
1t is the place for me- She said
sharply. Haven't you men got sense
enough to put something under his
head? Where is he hurt? Get that
cushion. you. Stick it under here when
| lift his head. Oh, you poor thing
Wen be as quick as possible. There %
The mans eyes We're closed but at
the sound of a w0man'S voice he
opened them. The hand with which he
clutched at his breast slid OFF and
seemed to be cropping for hers. His
/ breathing was terrible. There was
blood at the corners of his mouth, and
more oozed forth when his lips parted
in an effort to speak.
With II courage that surprised even
herself, the girl took his hand in hers
1t was wet and warm. She did not
dare look at it.
"Merci. madame struggled from the
mans lips and he smiled.
Barnes leaned over and spoke to him
/ in French The dark, pain-stricken
eyes closed, and an almost upper
! tt.ptible shake of the head signitied
that he did not understand. Evidently
he had acquired only few of the
simple French expressions. Barnes
had slight knowledge of Spanish
and Italian, and tried again with nc
The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1919-04-25
CHAPTER ".
An Extraordinary Chambermaid, a
Midnight Tragedy. and Man Who
Said THANK You"


Miss Thackeray was turning down
his bed when he entered his room after
bidding his new actor friends good
night. He was staggered and some
what abashed by the appearance of
Miss Thackeray She was by no
means dressed as chambermaid
should he, nor was she as dumb. On
the contrary, she confronted him in
the choicest raiment that her ward
robe contained. and she was bright and
CHEEKY and exceedingly incompetent.
1t WAS her costume that shocked him.
Not only was she attired in low
neclcd. rose-colured evening gown. lib
orally beSpangled with tinSel but she
wore a vast. top-heavy picture hat
whose crown of black was almost
wholly obscured by gorgeous white
feather that once must have adorned
The king of all oStriches. She was not
at all his idea Of chambermaid. He
started 10 back out of the door with
an apology for having blundered into
the wrong room by mistake.
N-iiiiN IiSuA M oilT Ntllt tlNtiilI
I'll soon be through. | suppose |
should have done all this an hour ago,
but just had to write a few letters. |
am Miss Thackeray. This is Mr..
Barnes, | believe
He bowed, Stll quite overcome.
You needn't he scared she cried,
observing his confusion. This is my
regular uniform. I'm starting Il new
style for chambermaids. Did il para
I'VE YOU 10 find me hereY'
Il couldn't believe my eyes"
She abandoned her easy, careless
manner 4 look If modification came
into her eyes AS she Strengthened up
and faced him. Her voice was trifie
husky when she spoke again, after Il
moments pause.
You see. Mr. Barnes, these are the
only buds | have with me. 1t wasn't
necessary to put on this hat, of course,
but | did it simply to make the char
acter complete. ! might just as well
MAKE beds and clean washstandS in il
picture hat as in low-necked gown, so
here | am
She was Il tall. pleasant-faced girl
Of rwenty-three or four not unlike her
father in many respects.
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CHAPTER discontinued.

He had been standing there not
more than half a minute peerlng in
The direction from whence came the
rhythmic bang Of the anvil-at no
great distance, he was convinced
when some one spoke suddenly at his
elbow. He whrled and found himself
facing the gaunt landlord.
Good Lord. You startled me-" he
exclaimed. His gaze Travelled past the
tall figure of Putnam Jones and rested
ON that of a second man, who leaned.
with legs crossed and arms folded.
against the porch post directly in front
oil the entrance to the house, his fea-
lures almost wholly concealed by the
broad-brimned SLOUGH hat that came
far down over his eyes. He. too, it
seemed to Barnes. had sprung from
nowhere
Fierce night" said Putnam Jones.
removing the corncob pipe from his
lips. Then, as an afterthought,
'Where'd you walk from today?"
Il slept in farmhouse last night,
about fifteen miles south of this place.
| should say"
"That'd be little ways out of
East Cobb speculated Mr., Jones.
Five or six miles
Coin over in;o Canada:"
NO. shall turn west. think and
strike for the Lake Champaign coun,
try
Il suppose you've Travelled right
smart in Europe?'
Quite bit, Mr.. jones'
ANY partic'lar part?"
No said Barnes, suddenly divin-
ing that he was being pumped" zone
end to the other you might say"
what about them countries down
around Bulgaria and Roumania? I've
been considerable interested in what's
going to become of them If Germany
gets licked What do they get out of
It, either way?'
Barnes spent the next ten minutes
eXpatiating upon the future of the Bal
kan states. Jones had little to say.
He was Interested. and drank in all
the information that Barnes had TO i'm
part, He pulled at his pipe nodded
his head from time TO time, and occa-
s!onally put a leading question. And
quite as abruptly as he Introduced the
topic he changed it.
Not many automobiles UP here this
time a the year" he said. Il was
LILLE surprised when You said a fell
Tile crossroads n mile down. He
came from the direction of Frog :
Corner and was ON his way TO meet
someone at Spanish Falls. II ap-
wears that there was misunderstand-
The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1919-04-25

The pnffer fish affords novel ex-
ample of the way nature sometimes
works to protect her creatures. The
many different species inhabit all trop-
ical and other warm seas and certain
large rivers. Few of them reach a
length of more than two feet. The pecu-
liar characteristics common TO all Of
them is their ability TO initiate them
selves with air or water until they be-
come almost spherical in shape The
air or water that fills the abdomen or
the esophagal sac is retained by a
valve in the throat. and can be dis
charged almost instantly.
The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1919-04-25
Mystery follows upon
tragedy. Who are the men
and why were they shot?
Barnes finds himself forced
into the complication.
GRO BE CONTINUED
WHY He QUIT "THE ROAD
Ex-Drummer Voices Regret for the
Disappearance Of Oldtime Boni-
face and Clerk.

ooh for the old-faShiOned hotel
clerk, smiling, accommodating. always
friendly, who never forgot face.
obliging and always making fellow
feel like he was at home" said
Frank Whitsell of Portland, Ore, ac-
cording TO the FL PaSo Herald. what
a difference between the old profess
sional hotel clerks of 25 years ago,
even UP to 10 years ago. and the au-
tomato, mechanical clerks who never
try to Oblige-I might call them auto
matte grouches-of the present day
behind the hotel registers. If you
ask one of them question he or
she, nowadays, lntimates that you get
your room and meals, just exactly what
you pay for, and not thing more,
please understand that. l was com
mercial traveller for quarter cen
fury up TO six years ago, and know.
Why, we old drummers, as they used
TO call us, felt at home in those old
hoStelrieS of the western states, just
on account of the clerks. Say. they
We're Gods noblemen. those old-timerS,
They seemed to anticipate a fellows
wants and would go to all sorts nj
trouble to accommodate one. The
milk of human kindness flowed in thess
hearts. And 1t made business, too. |
have stopped at an inferior house,
many time. because had been treat
ed so we'll by the clerk. And | can
say. too. the proprietors were murh
the same way in those days Hotels
We're made homelke, not Il big box
with compartments, where you are 70
be tucked away at so much per That
was one of the reasons | quit the road,
the chilly, purely mechanical hotels
of the present day"