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Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1919-03-27
ANOTHER GOOD
LETTER FROM FRANCE
France, February IL. 1919


Dear Mrs. Kline and Family:-t i
Well, / suppose you think it is
about time for me to be writing. 1T
is not so much that am too busy
but you know how it is, just too
hard to get a letter started and2
then there is not so very much you
can write over here. / just started
over to the store room after some
grapes and stopped at the Red
Gross room so l thot l would lot
down few lines.
Well, how are you folks by this
time? | have meant to write ever
since little Lois died. Leonard took
it very hard but Mrs. Kline, we
are trying to do our best so that
we can meet in heaven where there
will be no trials, sorrow or deaths.
We all know that's where the little
folks go, Mrs. Kline, SO all we can
do is to eelieve in God and we will ,
meet them in that better land old
rest. ID
Well, Mrs. Kline, suppose youk
know that your son is now Corpor-g!
al. He over me now. What he
says goes and have to mind. Hen
works in the office. was DOWN
there last eve and we fooled around I
and had some of those good oldsy
laughs. Len is becoming quite q
hand with the typewriter. hag
tried my hand at it little. Va
Kline, France is not like the gM.
old U. S. A. We are both wild NIX
see the old Statue Of Liberty againS
Oh it's home again and home again
America for me,
| want a ship that's westward
bound to pillow the rolling "a y,
To the blessed land of
Enough" beyond the oceaH
Where the air is full of sunlignI
and the flag is full Of stars. "a
Howis Sunday S -hool and ch,ycM
Would love to drop in on you som@
morning. never will forget thoseH
old days, those were the happy days
the days we spent with the old anc#
young. We hope they will send
all the boys back soon.
1t is nearly dinner time so will
bring this to close and Leonardo
can mail it when he comes to dxsSl
ner. Now, be sure and write anSs
tell all the family to do the same.]
Pray for us both Mrs. Kline, wa
need it | am sure. Will close With
love to all. AS Ever,
SON MASCHING. n
THE JOURNAL PRINTED IN Il
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1919-03-27

Mrs. Jane Porter and Mrs. Allen
went up to Audubon, Tuesday, on
business. The former returned the
same evening and the latter remain
ed over night for a visit at the
George Gore home.
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1919-03-27

Mr.. and Mrs. Hugo Westphalen
and his father and mother of At
lantic were Sunday visitors at the
John Johnson home.
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1919-03-27

Jesse Williams went to Atlantic,
Monday for short visit with rela-
tives.
Henry Schwab, who recently
moved over near Guthrie Center
was in Extra, Monday, and made
this office pleasant call.
Mrs. Mary Thielen returned to
Extra, Monday, from visit since
Friday last with her daughter,
Kathryn at Des Moines.
Mr.. and Mrs. Walter Copeland
returned to Council Bluffs, Friday,
after a weeks visit here with rela-
tives and friends.
Mrs. Frank Lefingwell assisted
in the Williams Cafe, few days
this week.
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1919-03-27

Wesley Chase bought the Joe
Shaw dray business, last week, and
took possession Immediately.
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1919-03-27

Mrs. Ed Tibben is teaching
school this week for Miss Helen
Tibben, who is convalescing after
a siege of the flu.
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1919-03-27

Mr.. and Mrs. Pete Tharnish and
family of near Adair visited Sun
day with relatives here. They were
accompanied home by Miss Genie
Thielen, who will visit there few
days.
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1919-03-27

Mr.. and Mrs. T. O. Hester and
daughter autoed to Atlantic, Sun
day last.
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1919-03-27

Miss Annette Delahoyde visited
between trains last Thursday with
her sister, Mrs. A. ]. Leake and
family.
Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1919-03-27
LOCAL AND PERSONAL.

Messrs. Lee McAninch, George
G. Voss, DR.. Newton and John
Nelson were business visitors in
Guthrie Center, Monday.
Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-10
By RUTH BYERS.
Universal Service Special Correspondent

| Universal Service Special Correspondent
Bridgeport, Conn, Aug. 81 am
the first girl who ever walked on
the floor of the seas without a
| divers suit. Down on the bottom
of Long Island sound, the incred-
IDLE thing happened few days ago.
In my bare feet, with pair Of
overalls rolled up to my knees. |
stepped out of salvaging subma-
rine with that wizard of the under
seas, Simon Lake, its inventor, and
sauntered at will over the smooth,
cool bed of the sea.
1t was just noon when we started
down beneath the waves. The en-
trance way yawned black and for
| bidding as l started to descend. Mr.
Lake showed me how to catch a
foothold in the opening which swung
in between two jutting sides of the
mother ship.
Keep your head down. Fritzie
boy some one sung out as | drop
ped out of sight. You'll get an
awful bump if you don't"
But l was too excited to notice.
A cold, damp wave of air hit me
and, suddenly looking over my
shoulder, l saw the stairway slip
ping back from the place where l
stood, dark and cool-right into the
sea- Above my head the hot sun
poured a blaze of light that stopped
abruptly just where the tube
dropped into the ocean.
You'd better back down those
stairs" Mr.. Lakes voice was reas
suring. THE men were right about
keeping your head down"
Slowly my hand slipped along the
railing on either side as i crept into
the darkness back of me-. No one
spoke for a few minutes. think,
just at first, it came to us who went
down in the submarine that this
thing that we were doing was All
epoch-making event. Here, in our
regular work day clothes, we were
literally climbing down to the floor
of the sea as a nonchalantly as we
would climb down from hay loft
The railing stopped abruptly and
steel ribbings steadied our clutching
fingers. The stairs sloped steeply
now and the metal, as we touched it,
was cold. damp and clammy to the
touch. An electric light hidden away
at intervals revealed great drops OF
water covering everything.
Now you are down" Mr.. Lake
called out Unexpectedly. Stop a
minute and look
A round hold just big erongh to
admit a mans body opened out oi
Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-10
Breath of Romance About
Golden-Haired Girl Colonel
Pride of Russian Womanhood is Anarchist Leader Be
cause She Believes That Russia is Off Better With
out Any Government at ALL

ancient piano in her officers quar-
ters.
A girl in the garb of man-
rough boots to her knees and belted
blue tunic buttoned to her full, round
throat, candle-light glinting from
the silver insignia on her shoulders,
from the low wave of raw gold drop
ping over her forhead, flying hands
that fit like pale bats up and down
the yellowed ranks of keys-ah, the
Danish doctor brings back a picture
from the Never-Never Land of Ro-
nance,
How Sister Manusha" became a
warrior, how colonel, DR.. Broend-
sted does not know. She is not a
woman of the peasant class, he says;
something higher and less earthly
than that. Of kin she has none; OF
lovers plenty, but the colonel sim
ply flashes at these latter chal-
longing glance from her knocking
eyes, and strides on her way with a
heart frke as gull.
An Anarchist-But-
She's all anarchist. because, as
she says. her>people have tried every
form of governmeYt since the revo
luton and have discovered they can
live happiest with no government at
all. Father Maxine. a clever peas
ant, enjoys the position OF dictator.
though none will admit he's more
.l... {, .fa%bar" nyar .ba ,,,;IJ:z . 4
more people of the republic. The
army of 10000 is .used not to spread
the anarchist doctrine, nor to plum
der neighbors, but just to warn away
aggressors.
Berdiansk has found one spot of
sunlight in the gloom that shrouds
Russia and is contented to remain
there while the clash OF war dinS OH
all sides.
Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-10

the sides of the stairway just where
it ended abruptly against the wall of
the submarine. On the right a little
room was filled with machinery. On
the left Mr.. Lake crouched on his
heels, laughing at my amazement.
This is the entrance to the div
ing chamber" he said Come in
Down narrow passageway,h
through a. door of cast iron or steel,
down a few steps beyond that-and
| was actually in the diving COM
partment. We could feel the waves
surge around us as a boat passed
over our heads. A tiny electric
light showed still more machinery
but that did not interest me. Only
one thing caught and held me
GREATNESS. 1t was the sea.
1t was all around me. Over me,
under me-everywhere. The beauty
and mystery of it brought something
closely akin to profound quietness
and peace. Out through a narrow
slit of glass about a foot from the
floor, | could see the waves, green,
grey, ceaselessly moving. Twenty
two feet under the surface of the
seat was so perfectly normal
forgot to be afraid.
Suddenly a door banged Some
one hammered it into place. Be
fore | was fully aware that we were
shut tight in the diving compart-
ment a shrill rush of air deafened
me. Compressed air filled the mar
row chamber. Louder and shriller it
screamed in my ears, while every
thing around me grew indistinct
with fog that choked me and beat
against my eardrumsA until they
ached. Great drops of water stood
out on my forehead
Swallow; then it won't hurt your
ears" Mr.. Lake cautioned.
One of the engineers stepped to
the telephone and ordered the sub
marine lowered two feet. The
shrilling blast of air stopped. An
other engineer stopped down. raised
the bottom of one-half the, diving
compartment floor-and there was
the ocean! No water came IN we
were p feet under the sea, half the
diving floor was opened out into
the sound and not a drop came in.
The pressure of air absolutely bal
anced the pressure of the water out
side.
Mr.. Lake. a fishing >kpear in his
hand, leaned over the opening.
Look" was all he said.
And there before us unrolled the
magic pageant of the sea. As we
passed slowly over the bed of the
ocean. only foot above the sands,
we saw a new world slip past our
bewildered eyes There were crabs
down there. .huddled in sleepy little
mounds. Tiny oysters, clinging to
larger shells, long since empty and
uselrs and scrasglv razor back
SHELLS ever, "llele. We saw some
Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-10

thing dart past; the water rolled
and was still
These founders stay on the bot-
tom, hidden in sand" Mr.. Lake ex-
planned. That one was too quick
for me. I'll get the next one"
And he did. There was a short.
sharp struggle. A wee mound OF
sand suddenly scattered itself in the
waves, and Mr.. Lake triumphantly
held up a wriggling, Hopping fish.
"Fishing-new style" l ventured.
t"Just slip upon the fish, catch them
by their tails and take them home
for dinner"
Mr.. Lake grinned back. That's
the way" he assented. Nice way to
get crabs, too. Watch me get that
fellow"
Up he came, fighting with all his
claws, struggling desperately to get
away. There were other fish we
didn't catch (this is a true story
and always back of everything there
was the wonder of the clean, gleam-
ing sands. 1t looked as if they had
been swept and garnished for our
coming. Holding to the sides of
the boat, we walked over their shin
ing GOODNESS for blocks. No human
foot had ever stepped on those tiny
shells, bedded loosely in the firm,
clean ocean bed. The man behind
me, walking along with me, said
nothing of all this-but listened
to him with wonder not unmixed
with awe. He had conquered the
sea in such simple way. Down
, through the centuries men have
dreamed as Simon Lake dreamed
years ago-of recovering treasure
hidden under the waves. They tried
and failed. The ocean kept its Sc
crets guarded we'll.
Down there today we walked
along easily enough. The pressure
of the air was forgotten when we
really stepped into the water. And
then it was that we suddenly knew
that this one man, of all who had
tried down through the years, had
caught and made practicable the
drea m Jules, Verne knew some day
would come true.
Simon Lakes submarine caa bring
back the raw materials sunk during
the war. The steel, iron and cot
ton-these things can be reclaimed
1t was a staggering thought that
came to me as walked those
blocks" of smooth sand on the
ocean bed-22,000,0O0 tons of car
goes and ships went down during
the war. They represented more
than S6,000.000,000, and now they
could be
The telephone rang
They want you to come back
You have been down SIS minutes"
The engineer broke the spell that
held me- | didn't want to go back,
but I knew the tim" had come.
Sclambling onto the floor OF the
Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-10
Death of Big" Nell Recalls
Famous Police Gun Battle
Greed of Underworld Character Brought on Last Dis
play Of Notorious Yeggman's Desperate Courage
in Which He and Detective Were Both Killed.

joint"
Chicago Mayme took hand in
the scene. From a divan where she
had lounged she approached the
yegg.
Threaten to Call Cops"
Get out or we'll call the cops, y
she warned.
Curtains answer was to snatch a
diamond locket suspended from a
chain around Chicago Mayme's
neck.
He lurched toward the door with
his prize. Mayme and two other
women threw themselves at him,
With the screaming courtesans
wound about him like the tentacles
of an octapus he made his way to
the street. He paused long enough
to beat one woman off with gun.
Z Then came the first result of the
barmaid's greed. Policeman Smith
attracted by the screaming women
rounded the coYler. He saw Cur
tain's descending arm as he struck
the woman with the butt of the gun.
Smith reached for his pistol. But
the sense which warns all animal of
the approach of man must have
warned Curtain of the policeman.
Before the officer could fire Curtain
had dropped him with a single shot,
Flees to Railroad Yards.
The women relaxed their hold at
the sound of the shot. Curtain fled
east to the railroad yards.
Thoroughly sobered by the occur
renee he picked his way near the
smelter and then attracted by the
arc light on the Douglas street
bridge cautiously approached it.
He found the steps and mounted
them. Reaching the top he brushed
past two muffled figures before he
heard the, cry halt
Two steps more brought the
"zing" of bullet past his head. Cur
tain leaped behind an iron girder,
wheeled, and returned the fire.
The two muff1ed figures were De
tcctives Heitfeld and Devereese.
Devereese crumpled to the ice en-
CfuSteQ pldllklHS. 1lSltlClu III 'iiN
open. emptied his gun at the crouch
ing figure half concealed by the
girder The bullets sounded like
gongs as they struck the iron.
Heitfeld was now stridlng toward
the yegg. Drawing the vicious spurts
of fame from Curtains gun,
Bandits Revolver Jams"
A few feet still separated the two
men when Curtains firing stopped.
Heitfeld could see the crackman 5
hand still working the trigger OF
the weapon, but the gun failed to
fire.
"She's jammed, damn it!" he
heard Curtain sob.
Throw it down" ordered the de-
tective.
The weapon clattered to The ice.
Reserves called by the dollhouse
keeper had already arrived. Cur
tain was found to be MORALLY
wounded. He died few hours
later in hospital.
Devereese recovered Smiths
name is on the honor roll of the
men killed in action, but few on
the department still remember that
a woman's greed caused his death.
Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-10
Federal Judge Scores
Criminal Who tainted

indianapolis, Ind, Aug. 9.-When
Peter Weimer. former patrolnan at
Evansville, Ind. who was fined $500
and sentenced to six months in Jail
in federal court for "winking" at the
transportation of liquor from Ken
lucky. he tainted in the approved
film way.
Don't pick him up" said Judge
A. B. Anderson to the deputy mar
shall. Hes just acting; Others
have done it before, This man is a
good play actor. His name is
German, too. Great play actors
these Germans. The Hohenzollern
boys. the Bethmann-H ollwegs, the
Hindenburgs and Mr. Weimer here
are all great play actors. Greatest
in the world
Weimer soon recovered
Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-10
By ROBERT WELLES RICHIE
Staff Correspondent Universal Service.

London, Aug. 9.-She's tall, hero
ically nodded, with competent span
of shoulders and the depth of bosom
and generous curve of hips that
mark the primitive woman destined
to be mother of men. Her eyes
are blue as the Calspain ruffled by
wind and the color of the great
masses of hair she wears coiled un-
der all Astrakhan cap is crude gold
This is the description of Col. Man
usha Nikifrovna, the girl comman-
der of the anarchist republic of Ber-
diansk, which DR.. Broendsted, a
Danish physician, gives upon his
return to Copenhagen.
The Danish doctor met this eau
casian girl colonel in command OF
her troops away off in little island
of Utopia bounded by the unchar
tered seas of Bolshevism somewhere
in southeastern Russia.
Picture Fires Imagination.
The picture he brings back of this
free-striding Amazon with the bur
nished hair. herself directing the
handling of machine guns at drill
and correcting one of her under off
GERS when he made an incorrect pass
in exemplifying the deadly code OF
the bayonet, is one to fire the imagi-
nation of the, tale writer.
Sister Manusha" she is to all her
soldiers and to the strange citizens
of this republic without laws. She
speaks English and French: she eats
black bread with her soldiers at
mess hour and plays Grieg's AMT
ra's Dance" with swift and sure
fingers after nightfall and when the
ilickering light from a single candle
casts shadows on the keyboard of all
Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-10
BY FRANK LYMAN.

Big" Nell, character wei
known in Omaha's underworld Off
decade ago, died last week in Kan
sas City.
Word of her death was brought
by woman formerly a sister i'll
the Mother Lee rescue home i'll
Omaha.
Big" Nells death recalled the ia
nous gunbattle police staged with
Jack Curtain, last of the professional
safe blowers who made the middle
west their field of operations.
1t was she Who by her greed
brought on the last display of the
yeggman's desperate courage which
proved in the end liability instead
of an asset. She was a barmaid i'll
all underworld resort i'll Omaha.
Killed Defying Capture.
You may find the story of Jack
Curtain in the police files, but il
will be chronicled without detail
and will merely state the fact that
he was mortally wounded i'll defy
ing capture.
Appended to the report OF Cur
tain's capture will be the statement
that Policeman Smith was killed.
Curtain shot him.
But X was a woman's greed that
caused the death of both men on a
crisp January night i'll Omaha II
years ago.
Curtain was yegg Also he was
the leader of gang of cracksmen
known as the "High-hat" band and
the one that boosted Half a-hand"
Kelly as member.
Celebrating Latest Job
Early in the evening of the nigh;
that Curtain received his death
wound and Policeman Smith was
killed, Curtain sat at table in Chi
cago' Mayme's underworld resort.
He had been throwing off in all
abandoned orgy the remembrance
of the last job of safe blowing
pulled by the gang.
Drink had made Curtain bolster
Gus. His hilarity, in a resort where
hilarity was the usual, was marked.
But suddenly he was silent. The
drink he had been about to lift to
his lips was replaced untouched on
the table
Curtain, his face flushing to all
angry red, leered at the painted
woman seated across from him.
Then he blinked unsteadily at a
small scattering of change lying be-
fore him. The change was a few
cents short.
Habitues Take Notice.
A few habitues of the resort,
startled by Curtains sudden silence,
watched him with almost rapt at
tention. He was known by reputa-
ton i'll the place
The piano tinkled its syncopations
with brassy tinge. Curtain below
ed for the barmaid.
Nix on the circus stuff he snap
ped. Don't short-change me-"
His tone was ugly. He glared
threateningly at the woman.
Yer change is right the maid
replied stolidly.
You lie!" Curtain exclaimed, ris-
ing unsteadily to his feet. The rest
Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-10
Hebrew Takes Castor
Oil, SAVING "Thank YOU


Atlanta. Go. Aug. o.-American
Red Cross workers in Palestine re-
port, among other findings, an UNI
failing observance of manners of
oriental children. One youthful cit
izen of Jerusalem was taken to an
American dispensarv and castor oil
was prescribed. He watched SOL
EMMY as the dreadful dose was
measured out Then he swallowed
hefoicaIly. Then he gasped-and
then he said THANK you'll" Bear
ing i'll mind the customary bowling
of American childhood confronted
by this treatment, the small Hebrew
might be rewarded as deserving the
d. S. E.
Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1919-08-10

diving chamber. hurried into the
entrance way The great door swung
into place. Once again fog filled
the air and my ears hurt terribly.
We were getting back to normal.
Then a second door opened and we
were on the stairs, climbing back to
the sunlight
The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1919-11-16
TUlSANS URGED To
GO AFTER COLLEGE
Mcthodius Wtllug IA locptc New
school N"rc " Proper Induce
mcntA Arc Given,

Whether Tulsa ls 10 bscOme the
home OF one Of the greatest schools
OF southern Methodigm viii depend
entirely upon The interest manifest
ed locally In the proposition between
now and the time decision az to
location is reached hy the commits
sion that has jurisdiction over the
matter, according TO a statement
made by Dr. l. 4 Rsrtou. pastor
OF the Boston Avenue Methodist
church. and one OF the commission
ers Saturday,
Doctor Barton states that the
school will absolutely 40 10 the town
Il ot presents the best Inducements
Ohmulgee and Oklahoma city are
bo'h active now. he said n Tuls'
wants the school tho proposi'ior
should be put In some definite form
by January !, as Doctor Barton an
ticipntrs that the board will be called
In session by Bishop Edwin d
Mougon some time early In 1920
Headquarters will bc opened In Okla
homa In charge ~ the Eecro'ary.
A site ~ ~ least 80 acres Is re-
quired. In the opinion of Doctor Har-
ton. the east side Of the state stands
The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1919-11-16

Funeral ecryi. 90 Tor " aries
SLENDER. 2.yo,r OLD son ~ Mr.. anf
Mrs a u SHordor of Garden Guy
Who died a. 30 % clock Friday ar
wi bo lr.d at the losch.ll
cemetery this af.ctnoon.
The Morning Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Okla.) 1919-1927, 1919-11-16

WE promised you an innovation last week and gave
you a crackerjack and kept word.
WE will keep our word this week. for we are going
hit the ball the current week. and give you "Some
Show" which for speed is in a class by itself.
The daily Gate City and constitution-Democrat. (Keokuk, Iowa) 1916-1922, 1919-12-22

adm inistration Of the railroads and
mails? why should the cold storage
men be allowed to hold up reces-
saries OF life for eighteen months ?
Three months is more than It should
be. Why should sugar be quoted in
New York at cents and sold here
at retail at 16 and 20 cents? Who
is profiteering? Why not make eft.
cient and effective laws to punish
such acts against the happiness and
welfare of the people Why should a
strike In labor or any branch Of
business or lockout be tolerated to
the best interests and welfare Of the
people whereby few hundred thou.
sand men or people, operators or ops
eratives, be permitted to distress
10000 900? Americans, we are not
accustomed to this treatment by our
neighbors and will not submit to It,.
We insist on the passage OF federal
and state laws to prohibit the repeti-
ton and fair and reasonable pun.
ishment therefor in the future.
This is a government of the people,