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Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10
The Awakening of Mabel

larly interesting, for the past five years, some of your young relatives have been teething or measling, or scarlet fevering, or the land knows what, just at the moment we most wanted you. And pretty soon you will be left out of our plans, for what's the use? You are always needed as a nurse or housekeeper, or entertainer at Neds, or Bertha's or Laura's."
 It hurt, oh, it did hurt. when she realized how completely she'd shut herself of from her former sports, out ings and friends, only to be dubbed a back number.
 The next day Mabel announced that she was called to New York on busi- ness. Bertha appeared rather injured that her sister should take just this time to go. "You know I was plan ming to run down to Bar Harbor for the week end-but perhaps you'll be right back. Is 1t business that will take only day or two?"
 Mabel shook her head. 'No, she fancied she might be away some weeks"
 Not weeks, Mabel, surely you don't forget that the 31st is the date or which we three couples take the mo.
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10
By Joella Johnson

Constance read it twice, petrified. By that time the airman had turned and was headed out to sea again to- ward a newly established government aviation base.
 Thomas Redfeld Phipps! Tommy Redheld she'd always played withI She was puzzled over the last name until she remembered that an English uncle had died and requested him to take the family name, as he was the last of the line. That accounted for it.
 To think of it! Tommy Redheld coming after her in a flying machine. Could anything be more romantic?
 After all, that is all that concerns us except telegram and letter that
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burned up."
 "Oh, don't know" said the man. He was stopping to pick up some packages of needles which had fallen from the pockets of his coat. He was very, very thin. and most of his face was hidden under graying beard. His cap came down over the rest. There were only his eyes clearly visible blue eyes, tired, but with plenty of hu- nor in them still.
 Do you sell needles?" Anstiss asked.
 He f1shed a package out of the very edge of the bonfire, which was fast becoming an unrecognizable, charred mass. "Yes; sell needles" he re- piled. Folks object to straight beg ging nowadays, else I suppose I'd be called a began ss.
 How did you lose your arm?" Ans tiss persisted She felt very kindly toward this poor fellow, who happen ed along just in the nick of time though I suppose I should have had wit enough to lie down and roll the fire out" she had thought.
 My arm, lady? It got crushed in the mill where I worked, and the doc tor had to take it off-clear up to my
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10
Wanted Something Romantic

marriage. You are old enough now to think of husband, but not old enough to think of a suitable one. You are TO- nantc and sentimental, which, of course, is as it should be-a girl ought to be that-and if you had a parent should never worry about it nor take the step now consider necessary for your welfare. Unless do you'll like ly marry some one for his eyes or his voice or his uniform, and not consider the rest of him. Then when it's too late you'll be sorry. ,.
 "so I've undertaken to pick your husband, Connie, and lMr TraYers. my lawyer, will arrange that you mee, i. him. His name is Tom Phipps, and he'sa dandy. nice A No. l, fellow
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a bonfire of that, Anstiss," the beggar said.
 She gave him wild look and knew him. Emmett" she gasped.
 He patted her shoulder gently. There, there, Anstiss." he said. ten- derly. "You see 1t wouldn't have dono for me to come back on you unawares any other way, and knew it. Besides, wanted to see how you'd receive me minus one arm. It has taken me years to get up courage to come back to you. loving you though I did all the while"
 "I'd given up hope" Anstiss whisp- cred. "Oh. I'm so glad you've come back. Beggar or no beggar, you're Emmett: Hall to me and always will be-"
 The twinkle in his blue eyes was ob-, scured by tears. There now!" he cried, and his voice shook. "If was beggar I'd be rich enough after those words. But I'm no beggar, girl. Look" He thrust a bank book. into her hands.
 But Anstiss never locked at the re gently drawn balance, the figures of which might have made any woman glad She was looking at him, and her face was very joyful.
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10
By Abner Anthony

now! must know. Oh, Edmund you can't be i'll! I can bear anything but that,
 Can your" he muttered.
 "Anything!" Chrystal said. She put her arms about him and drew him to- ward her. She had never seen him like this, and she was moved to ex- quisite tenderness. -D
 You'd not rather I'd lose my mon cyl"
 "A thousand times rather"
 He drew a long breath. That's it, Chrystal. I've lost about everything. stocks went down yesterday to the bot tom. I guessed wrong for the first time in my career"
 I'm sorry" he said. wistfully. "I'd rather have died But, of course, I can begin over again. Lots of men do. I'm only forty-three. If you'll
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 old MT. Travers was chuckling over in his office about an hour after Con- stance had waved a white handker. chief to . man in a circling airplane on the Connecticut coast The letter had been taken from the safe. It was one from his old friend and client, Constance's grandfather.
 "As to the young people" 1t ran, there won't be any, trouble about them, Sam. Only Connie is wilfful and may take notion that Tommy isn't picturesque enough for her. In sure she likes him. but you'll have to use your wits about bringing them to- gether again ia some uarSuals way. Cock up something different and 1t will all be over but the ceremony.
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sterling all through. Now Tom is poor, and as his grandfather was my friend I feel as though I owe something to the boy.
 "It's this way, Connie. You and Tom get married and you get all of my money-the,tw of you. If you don't well. the only way I can see to pro tect you from fortune hunters is to leave my money to the war reliefs."
 There was more which does not con cern us and which there is little use of relating; but Constance had "bolted'' taken the first train from the city to the haven she always sought when in trouble, her ofd nurse, Becky, who had married a fisherman and lived in a little town on the Connecticut coast.
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10

A UNIT MABEL had just gone "A back to her stitching in the
 sewing room after having been up and down over the stairs for at least 20 times that afternoon.
 Before sitting down at the sewing machine she stepped to the window, to make sure that the boys had moved their lemonade stand into the shady spot she had recommended, when she heard neighbor Gray's 6-year-old Bob by say "Freddy, isn't your Aunt Ma bel good to us? I think she is awful ls pretty, too."
 She's good" responded Freddy, 1u- diciously, "but she isn't pretty. You ought to have seen my mother when she and father started for the races this morning. Father whistled when he looked at her, and said, Well. gir- lie, my wife is the handsomest woman I ever saW!'"
 "But, Freddy" persisted the loyal Bobby, "It is always your aunt that stops to help us fix things. She's nev- CT too busy to bother"
 You bet she's good, but father said the other day that she was a-a"-and the pause Freddy made while he tried tn recall the phrase only caused it tc
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10
The Return of the Lost

every hindrance, like a candle flame burning brighter in every draft. It was her own hand that had at last extinguished the candle flame. What was the use of having it burn longer? There were her bedlridden mother and her dead sisters little daughter to be cared for. How could she marry a man poorer than herself and infict so great burden upon him? They had parted quite calmly. He went away and she stayed at her post. She had her memories and her drawerful of mementos and she made them do for seventeen years. In the meantime her useless, life-weary mother died and the little; Anstiss grew up and married very we'll Anstiss was free. But freedom had come too late. s
 So now on this. her fortieth birth day, she was submitting the material portion of her dear romance to the flames. By so doing, she hoped to ad- just herself mentally to the new con ditions of her life, which were yet the old4ennditions,, only without the say ing grace of hope, He had gone al her word-gone never to come back She had known 1t would be so when she sent him m~away. Yet for seventeen
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10

tiful woman. If she ever worried at all it was how. to spend more money. That was really her happiness. And she spent it all for herself She was selfish, possibly, but why not? Life conspired to make her so.
 I'm thinking, Mrs. Hagen said, rousing herself, "how pleased my lit tie girls will be with what I've got for them. I. can hardly wait to get home and tell them. They'll be wild when that express parcel comes tomorrow, and such a time they'll have opening it."
 "I1l be wild, too" said Chrystal, until I find out whether they altered my sand taffeta to suit me"
 Strung along. the adjacent darkness were twinkling home lights. Mrs. Ha- zen looked out. T always wonder which ones mine," she said. From
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sound bit more cruel, when it came, "a back number, and mother laughed and said, poor old Mabe, that just de- seribes her."
 The cold drink vendors now spied prospective customers, and waving their hats to arrest the progress of some automobilists, shouted, Mice cold lemonade, five cents a glass" !" They did a thriving business for the next two hours and soon forget their discussion, but not so the unintention- al eaYesdropper.
 Mabel Osgood's cheeks famed, and tears stood in her eyes.
 Was she back number? If this were true-who had made her so?
 When her only brother and her two sisters had married she was 23, just out of college; athletic, musical; SC wide awake and laughing that she was the life of every social gathering. That was nine years ago.
 Am I the life of society events to- day?" And she laughed derisively at her own question.
 As she went on and on summing up evidence as to whether the verdict she had heard quoted was just or not she began to see that perhaps the
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10

Rodgers, the wealthy young widower, who was onsidered the greatest catch i'll town. He had paid marked atten- ton to Mabel, for some time. but as she grew buster and busier. with the nieces and nephews, he gradually invited oth- CT, freer girls to accompany him to places Of amusement. Still he did not marry.
 In New York, however, John Rodg- CTS found Mabel very different per son. While business kept him there some weeks what more natural thing could happen than his asking her to attend theaters, operas, dinners. etc? She was at liberty to go, always lively, and faultlessly gowned. She knew just what he ought to buy to carry back to his small daughter, and en- tered interestedly into his discussions about the child's education. He found her so exactly to his liking that when he returned home Mabel was wearing an engagement ring.
 Mabel" asked John Rodgers, few weeks before their marriage, q have often wondered just why such change came over you all of a sudden. After liking you tremendously it all at once seemed to me that you did not care fol
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Suddenly & man leaned out, called something she did not hear, and threw an object to the ground. Constance closed her eyes in terror, expecting something dreadful to happen, but nothing more deadly occurred than an innocent putt" on the ground at her feet. Slowly opening her eyes, she discovered a small canvas parachute with weighted wallet attached, the kind used in dropping code messages in France. Inside was folded paper on which was written. Please find Miss Constance Harrington and tell her to signal me at 12 tomorrow. Wave white flag yes-red flag no. Leave for France on Monday. Thomas Red Held Phipps."
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years she had dreamed of his return.
 His face leaped from the holocaust, his happy. smooth. young face stirring with a smile as the flames licked it. She shivered and turned her eyes; catching glimpse of words starting forth upon a shriveling page. Always true"
 A breeze came flirting across the garden and pounded upon the bonfire The loose papers scattered into a swirl. One blow against Anstiss' cali co skirt. In an instant she was on fire. There was a shout and a man hurled himself across the yard toward her. He flung her upon the damp earth, snatched off his coat and GOV cred her with it. The flames died inn mediately, and she rose soiled and blackened. with her skirt and apron in fringes.
 The man was getting into his clean but shabby coat as best he could with one arm. The other arm was gone at his shoulder Anstiss put out her hand and helped him. Thank you, lady" he said.
 "No," Anstiss said. Her breath was coming back. Thank you a thousand times over. You saved me from being
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10

~ HE had been in the city all day ~ shopping with Mrs. Hagen.
 They had talked about the trip for three weeks. but the weather had hindered. Then came a succession Of mild, bright days, and they seized upon one for their purpose. Chrystal had arisen at o'clock, and at 7:30 she sat in her car at Mrs. Hazen's door.
 It had been the usual day. Chrystal had bought two hats and three gowns al MacNamara's luncheon at the Geor- giana, gone to the matinee, shopped a little more, had cup of tea and bowl ed to the station in a taxi Her head ached, but she was not worn out like Mrs. Hazen, who looked pale with fa- tigue as she leaned her head against the cushions, And yet Mrs. Hazen had bought almost nothing at ala few
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on her right. It led into Edmund's study and he would be there. of course.
 He was there. He lay on the couch with his face to the wall and his arm over his head. She felt an instant's alarm. He must be really ill "Dear!" she said. She went to him, bent over him and tried to move him. "Dear!" she said again. And then she saw his face. It had a look that frightened her. Edmund! Why didn't you have them call the doctor?" she cried.
 He shook his head Mine isn't a case for the doctor, Chrystal."
 What do you mean?"
 He sat up wearily and rubbed his head. Never mind now. I'll tell you later"
 She sat down beside him. "Tell me
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10

have patience, darling. I'll win it all back for you. guess was too eager tc make money. If only I'd let well enough alone. If only"
 "Hush!" She put her hand over his mouth. "Of course you'll begin oyer again, and I'll help you. There shall be two of us to play the game now in- stead of one. Heretofore, I've been merely spectator and spender of the gains, but now we'll go into it to- gether. Aren't we partners in life. tho bad as well as the good?"
 He put his arms about her. His head lifted; his face shone. T never dream= ed you were this kind of woman" he said. You're noble, Chrystal. And I'll be worthy of such nobleEess. I felt beaten but now-why, look at mel" he laughed. T could fight the world and conquer it, tool"
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10

A E ISS ANSTISS CARR was hav-
 NE ing a bonfire in her back
 yard. She had brought out an apronful of rubbish, flung 1t into heap and touched a match to 1t. Now she stood over it with a long stick, prodding the reluctant flames into greater activity. Old letters and old photographs burn slowly.
 Today she was forty years old, and she felt that she had come to the part ing Of the ways, Her youth was over and gone and sober age faced her. She must put away the things of that youth and invest herself with new, un- romantic interests. She must resign herself to her. spinsterhood.
 So as a preliminary to house clean ing she was burnlngathe mementos oi her dead youth. She had risen early and unlocked the drawer that held tkem all. She had emptied the con tents of the drawer into her apron, not daring to let her eyes finger upon any enc thing, Those precious, long -hoarded letters and photographs, with talentihes and holiday cards scattered among them! They told the story ot her three years romance-a romance that had continued to live in spite oi
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inconsiderate world, Constance pulled out the letter for the hundredth time that was the immediate cause of her flight from trouble.
 Dear Connie" 1t said, when you read this I will no longer be Of this world, therefore beyond argument. So for once, dear little granddaughter, you can not wheedle the old man into ehangng his mind. I'm afraid that I've done wrong, always allowing you to do as you wished. for you are impul- siYe and. some time, I'm afraid, will run your head into a moose that may tighten. The thing have in mind is
Norwich bulletin., 1920-01-10

N the train to the fishing village,
 where she was seeking refuge
 from the heartlessness of an
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

Ten thousand little victims Of
Turkish brutality are to be foster.
mothered by the big hearted women
OF Connecticut as the result OF APP.
peals by Near East Relief. the former
Committee for Armenian and Syrian
Relief Of Madison avenue, New York
city The women at a meeting voted
to "adupt that number as their share
OF the 100000 homeless and starving
boys and girls orphaned in the massa.
ores and dcportaiions.
Three hundred representatives Of
women'S Organizations attended the
meeting nj Hartford at which Gov.
ernor Marcus II Ilolcomb presided and
pleaded the cause Of the stricken PEG.
Piles. Another speaker was Henry Nor.
gen,hau, former L. :. Ambassador to
Turkey
Assurances that the example OF these
noble heated Connecticut women will
be followed hy Similar organizations In
all the other states have been received
NJ the headquarters of the Nrui East
Relief. Madison avenue, New York
'dty.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12
I.ARRIPAN

Mark Duvall was in Salem Sat
urday and Sunday.
Mrs. Mamie Steele of this sec.
ton, is very i'll at this writing.
b. NJ. Owen spent the week
end with Miss Grace Wesson, OF
Wings, Ky.
Miss Tylene Charles is visiting
friends in Tennessee.
Mr.. Virgie Polk, of Lyon Co.,
spent the evening with her sis.
ter.in-law, Mrs. Henry Polk,
Saturday.
Raymond Griffith visited his
aunt, Mrs. Jessie Stone, Sunday.
Several from this section at,
tended the sale at Luther Mar.
tins Friday.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

j. E. Stephenson of this place,
had good luck while digging a
celler. He found several pieces
Of real old money.
Mrs. G. Lott and little son,
Wayne. spent Saturday night
with Miss Lee Owen of this Sec
ton.
Dave Owen, Of Lyon county,
was in this section last week.
Rem Griffith and wife were the
guests Of Ray Linzy and wife
SUNDAY.
Mae Henson spent SATURDAY.
evening with Mrs. Jane Duvall.
Miss Lee Lin2y, Of Caldwell
Springs, was the guest of her
brother, Ray, Of this section Sat
urday night.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

ms u.snc1w Pm said Hodges line
s. ~ $50 poles to a poplar
nrucr o south bank nj spring Fork
,.cA thence s.. % n 90 poles to
.o. n,choncs 100 y " Thomason's
,m, ,nen.c y. II T. lS6 poles to
Y .r.n. ,orur To James puWll;
Yu.pr, y 80 " ao poles to
the h.nmur containing III all
Iuu uJH..
T,r ,hu purchase price. the phr
..rr with approved security on
..u,t,s must execute Bond, bear
pr lren interest from the day ot
.le until paid and hWhg the force
.ud ,u,.t.of % judgement bidders
Will be- prepared to comply with
,b,s, ,ums u. A. LOWRY
Commissioner.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

-, appcal which
S''''''' 0''1'"S' tho Near East
Relief will mako IA tts country in
February for FIND, in support its
worl, oinonr tl.. serving r.nnles ~
thar stricken land 10 the Wash.
lnptop mrrriu. he wr,,a.
"AJIrr. und information canning
rr,u ,ba MAR u,st .,.uot Le d,uht'
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

There will be preaching at
Dunn Spring Church Saturday
and Sunday March 10 and Ia
by Rev. E. c. Woodall. Every
body invited to attend.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

Raymond Boncher had two
of his fingers mashed while
'crding the press at the MA
rionite" Office.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

Mr.. and Mrs, Harlan Morgan
of Princeton spent Sunday
with Nj. and Mrs. w. Croft.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

Mr.. SaIlie Woods returned
Saturday from st. Louis, where
she has been visiting her broth
er, ID. +. Woods.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

Miss Louise Doss went to
Evansville Sunday to take a
business course.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

DR.. Threlkeld,on of Marions
former citizens, was in Marion
Monday.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

Roy Conrer left Tuesday
for Christopher Ill.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12
Cardinal Gibbons Asks Aid
For Starving Armenians

This Is the
message from
James (Cardi-
NAB Gibbons
read at the
big meeting in
Washington in
aid of he
Near East Re
lief The ven
cradle primate
Of the Catholic
Church In
America Is in
tenSely inter
csted In the
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12
Local News
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Mr.. and Mrs. Ohio Towery
Of Princeton spent a few days
with Mrs. Burgett on North
Main Street.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

Wanted. cane poles GX2O #.
delivered. Write Geo. Kestner,
Cincinnati, Ohio.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

Miss Mamie Rochester who
has been visiting her parents
Mr.. and Mrs. J. G. Rochester
on Bellville Street has returned
to Paris Island. S. c. where she
now has a position.
The Crittenden press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1919-current, 1920-03-12

The big millinery week,
March 18th to Goth. Lottie
Tinsley-Terry.
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