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The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1920-02-06
COMPANY
! ENJOYED COOD YEAR
Annual Report. Of watkins, Rouse y
Hsrmann Submitted to stookholders-
Old Directors Reelected

The annual meeting OF the stockhold-
ers Of Watkins. House & Hermann was
bsIa last evening at the company's
offices. Reports submitted to the
stockholders showed that the enter
The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1920-02-06
DEFENDED BY cu>SuNas.

NEW YORK. Feb. 5.--Dcmocratic
leadership in the senate has stood for
unqualified ratification of the treaty Of
pace. Homer IS. Cummings. chairman
OF the Democratic National committee.
declared in an address tonight at the
testimonial dinner given him by tn"
National Democratic club. When that
became impossible" he added ut has
stood FOR SUCH reservations as would
preserve the spirit If the document and
make il rc-sumhSsiun unnecessary"
The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1920-02-06
RIVER NEWS

The Helen l.. left yesterday morning
at ll:30 o'clock FOR Matam"ras. and Will
return tonight
The stage at tine local wharf regis
tered six feet SIX inches and rising last
evening.
River kilograms.
DAVIS ISLAND DAM, Sc feet. rising;
snow.
PARKESRURG. 10.s feet. rising;
clear.
MORGANTOWN. feet. statlHnar!
cloudy.
OIL CITY, . feet one inch. stationary;
cloudy.
WARREN, Is feet: snow.
STEUBF;NVILLE, 5 feet. stationary;
Coludy.
The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1920-02-06

animals in captivity.
Cuba has ECO divers.
Burnt bricks have been found among
the ruins OF Babylonia-
The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1920-02-06

The sun. Venus Mars. Jupiter and
Saturn. like the earth have atmosphere
surrounding the globes. hut ~" moon is
believed to have no atmosphere.
The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1920-02-06
EVANCELISTIC SERVICES
IN METHODIST CHURCHES

Eyangelistic services are being held IN
MANY OF the Methodist churches Of Ohio
county this week. introducing a series
Of cottage prayer meetings which will
be followed later by courses OF lecture
sermons. The churches which are now
observing the special meetings are
Thomson church. North Street. War
wood NJ. f.. church. Buckley church at
Woodlawn. Film Grove NJ. +. church and
Trtadclphia NJ. r. church On the COM
les with a series OF lectures Will be-
gin at Fourth Street church
Nearly all lizards havc'the same pow
or as the chameleon to change color. al
though not TO as marked degree.
The Wheeling intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1903-1961, 1920-02-06

buy WAR SAVINGS sTAMPs.-
The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1920-03-03

Just received limited supply Of Government Corn Bee
and Bacon.
The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1920-03-03

constant effort.
The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1920-03-03
First Woman Printers.

The first woman printers are said 10
have been nuns 81 the Dominican or
der. who ran a printing press in the
convent at Mount Ripoli, italy. as
care as 1476.
The Birmingham age-herald., 1920-09-26
Miss Nancy Gives Instructions
By Jqella Johnson

Sunday came and it was a merry quartet that sat down to the evening meal in the Orth household. Nancy waited on the table, and Phil Desmond contrived to take hold of her hand ev- cry time she passed anything to him; but Nancy, demure, but with eyes shining, feigned never to notice.
 Then she taught the two men to wipe the dishes, although John Orth declared that he had served his ap- premiership long ago, so he and Beth would retire so that Phil might have a few private lessons"
 "I think you should have clean towel" she said to Phil when she found herself alone with him. You ought to know that much yourself" trying to be severe to cover her embarrassment. And she shook out a fresh towel with unnecessary force and held 1t out to him.
 Phil Desmond took the towel and the two little hands that held 1t, and clasped them firmly in his. Nancy"
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By Phil Moore


for that purpose. But whitefoot re- fused to rein in In fact, the harder she pulled on the lines the faster he went. She jerked and whoaed; White foot racked faster. Lois braced her feet to keep in the sagging blackboard. A horrible thought flashed upon her. Whitefoot was running away! She would be killed or shattered. Heavens!
 What should she do? Scream for help with no one to hear? There was not a house in sight. Yes, there was one beyond the covered bridge And
 Whitefoot was unmistakably making for it. Through the bridge they clat- tered, up the hill, with the breeching loose. Lois was white now. She hung to the lines more from desperation than from any will to stay the flying horse. They turned corner on two wheels, then suddenly Whitefoot paused before little porch where a man in shirt sleeves sat reading a pa per. He had evidently just dropped down for an instant, for "cow's breakfast" hat lay beside him, and a hoe leaned against the railing. He looked up, saw the horse and woman
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The Midnight Call

stantly somehow! We must break in!"
 Meanwhile Morrison had tried the windows off from the porch, and had managed finally to find one that he could open. Throwing it up wide, the men crawled in stealthily. They felt around for the electric switch but were unable to locate it, and neither of them had a searchlight or match.
 They managed to make their way in- to the front hall. They saw dim light burning at the head of the stairs. They rushed up, two stairs at time. Reaching the upper hall they heard groans issuing from bedroom. They found the room and opened the door.
 Hardly had the doctor stepped inside it was totally dark-when he was savagely attacked by an unknown man. The fellow grabbed the doctor by the neck and threw him heavily to the floor. In another minute there was a mad melee and the Goctor and Nor rison were engaged in desperate fight with a midnight marauder in the
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him go as he pleased, while she gazed at the sky, the Towering fields, the pin cushion hills of dark green velvet bristling with pins in the shape of rocks.
 In this way she passed the signpost that led to the eggs, or rather White foot passed it for her. He seemed to have a well defined idea in his head, and suddenly he began to trot hope fully, eagerly. When at last Lois be- gan to miss the signpost, which she had been told to look out for she was a good mile beyond it. Country dis tances were as X to her. She judged that the post might arrive in view any moment. Anyway, Whitefoot seemed to know what he was about. She could trust him.
 After much longer time had passed it occurred to her to glance at her wrist watch. It was 4:30 Half past four! Why, she had been on the road since 3! It couldn't take all that time to get tQ the Brownes'. Especially as Whitefoot was racking briskly. She decided to pull him up and get her bearings. and gathered up the reins
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A Homeward Runaway


had developed nerves. All her life Lois had had a great horror of nerves; she had seen the passes they brought people to. What did life amount to when ones flesh was threaded with a million quivering wires that convert ed every sound, thought, or sight into misery? The old doctor had spoken kindly but very plainly when he said There are two ways open to you. You can either dope your nerves with bro mide or its ilk, or you can take a rest I, of course, advise the rest absolute rest There's a cure in rest In the other there's only a palliative.
 "I'll take the rest" Lois replied with out hesitation.
 Lois took two days in which to be- come acquainted with her steed It required some courage for her to ap- proach this high-hipped creature. Levi, the boy who did the "circular work" as Lois called 1t, had straight way fallen in love with Whitefoot.
 Hes just like hoss pa uster hev," Levi conided. My, you could do any thin with that hoss, 'Cept O course for one little peculiarity. He'd kick
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Cheating the Electric Chair

an old gray brick dwelling and it stood out alone separated from other buildings. Hardly had he touched the doorbell when T. Sen opened the door and bade his visitor enter.
 Tucker found himself in a large room with subdued light, big, com fortable chairs, medicine cases against the wall, and bookcases filled with ponderous volumes, and on one side a large black curtain which seemed to be hiding something behind it's thick folds.
 'Sit down, dear sir," commanded the Hindu, smiling, and he pointed to an arm chair. He gazed steadily into Fuckers eyes, while he brought up an other chair directly in front of his visitor, and sat down. He lit cigar cite, and he sat there for fully three or four minutes saying nothing but simply gazing steadily at Tucker
 My dear sir," the Hindu finally re- sumed, "I have summoned you here to do me a very great favor. to save the
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that Amos Barton had done in his very meek and uneventful life.
 But to go home was of course out of the question for Nancy. John Orth met her at thes train and told her so at the same time handing her no less than a dozen invitations from her va rious friends to come and stay with them during her fathers illness Beth and the twins barely got off in time" he explained, land your mother and nurse are there to take care of him."
 Nancy stood on the station platform for moment, undecided. Just then Phil Desmond rode by on his way back from lunch Orth hailed him and the little roadster turned it's gray nose in their direction.
 In moment Nancy's mind was made up. John, I'm going home with you" she said quickly. I'm going to stay with Beth and the twins-and help keep house."
 That's right" said John Orth
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man-and now with Billy and Bab to plan for" and she shrugged her shoulders expressively.
 But she seems mighty contented just the same," was Nancy's opinion, the last time she had seen Beth and her twins. "I'd like just that sort of life-even to having tw-" but there Nancy had flushed guiltily and looked about to see if any one perchance could have overheard her unspoken thought.
 So Nancy was packed off amid boxes and bundles filled with f1nery and the week of her visit she was gay CT than ever getting her friend safely married off.
 And then she came home, devoutly wishing that she need not accept an other invitation for a month, and all of sudden she found that she had no home.
 For her father had the measles and the house was quarantined. It was quite the most spectacular thing
The Birmingham age-herald., 1920-09-26
By Parke Whitney

currents of electricityl That is, he will seemingly die, but when he is lifted out of the chair dead, he will soon re- turn to life! He will live in his astral body while he sits in the electric chair, but, ah, no soul will leave its human habitation so long-so long as it is bound to the physical by the thin thread of the magic silk hidden in this fluid which binds 1t to the body! l have interested the prison physician in this wonderful formula of mine, and he agrees to take the mans body into his office after the execution, and keep it there until his life returns. Then he will give him his liberty!
 Dear sir, am sure of the efficacy of my formula--it is modern science and ancient dexterously combined-it can not fail! Sir, I have chosen you to be the subject of my experiment to demonstrate the power of this form ula. There is no danger sir! It is automatically scientific! It is demonstrable!"
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was fast disappearing up the road.
 T really hardly have a chance to get acquainted with some of my friends said Nancy to herself, when Phil Desmond had brought the little car to her door and gone back to his desk at the bank. Mother always manages to have such a crowd around the house all the time or else I'm just coming home to get ready to go some where else. Now Phil Desmond-but there, I know I'm an ungrateful wretch-mother just does all this to make things pleasant for me, and this is how I appreciate it."
 "I almost hate to go," she told her mother when she was all ready, especially since Beth and the twins are coming tomorrow. I'd just love to see those darling babies"
 Well, dear" said Mrs. Barton Well try and keep them till you come back, and if we cant, why you can arrange to pay Beth and John a little visit later on."
 Beth was Nancy's older sister, who had married John Orth about five years before, and insisted on living in a very tiny house in very unfash- ionable suburb because, as she very frankly put it, i've cant afford to be fashionable. Johns only salaried
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it with fountain pen, and then arose and walked toward Tucker He was a striking figure, tall and erect, and wore a black suit, high straight collar and black tie. He looked prosperous and professional. Passing Fuckers table he placed card at his elbow, and smiled broadly, showing his peal white teeth, and immediately strode out of the restaurant.
 Tucker looked at the card. It read: Doctor T. Sen. Physician and Meta physician, 10 Oakwood Place" And the Hindu had written in ink, Gall at my office tonight at 7:30. I must see you else calamity and horror will fol- low you!'
 The man ponuered the card as he turned it over in his hand. At first he was inclined to treat 1t all as a joke but that afternoon the Hindu's $ face haunted him and he felt strange and unnatural.
 At 7:30 o'clock that night George Tucker ascended the steps leading to the office and home of T. Sen. It was
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Orth, heartily, for he was very fond of his pretty sister-in-law, "that'll be fine,' and he turned to greet Desmond with hearty grip, for the two had been in college together and were great friends.
 I'm just carrying Nancy off to my place, Phil," he explained. You know there's a measles man up at her house, so she can't go home. You must come out with me for dinner some night and see Beth and the s-and-ahm--" with twinkle in his eye. t'well make Nancy get the dinner. Eh, Nan?"
 Nancy noded delightedly and echoed her brother-in-law' invitation.
 May I come again Sunday, Nancy?" asked Phil Desmond as he was taking his leave one evening.
 Yes, do come, said the girl. "It's Mary's day out and I'll get that sup per that I promised you that day at the station," and she waved to him gay1y as he rode away.
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"No-no-I guess not" he replied sheepishly, looking at the doctor and Morrison. Doc" he asked, what on earth are you fellows doing in here?"
 "Why-er-will be blasted if I know!"
 Its all my fault, dear!" interrupt ed Mrs. Fitzgerald. Tt was my fault! When you came home you had been drinking. and we got into little fght-and-"
 "A fight!" gasped Doctor Stiles.
 Just little war of words, that was all!" said the woman.
 But you cried for help! You called out"
 And even told the neighbors you were being killed!" interjected the practical MT. Morrison with obvious sarcasm, thoroughly disgusted.
 "Oh. well. guess I was a little ex- vited! You know Jim is dreadful when he's been drinking!" explained Mrs. Fitzgerald.
 T see!" said Fitzgerald, rising to his feet. My wife and got into a
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life of a dear friend of mine who is now in Logansworth prison and is convicted to die in the electric chair one week from today. He is a fellow countryman of mine, and has been falsely convicted of murder!" The hideous, snakelike eyes snapped fire, and Tucker saw something of the tiger or the hyena in the Oriental's dark countenance. My friend and fellow countryman shall not die-he must not die!" Sen rose to his feet, and bent over the arms of Fuckers chair, and glowered at him. sir, he shall not die! I have worked out a formula, very wonderful formula--it is phys ical, it is occult-and I believe that it will cheat the electric chair of it's vic- tim!"
 Dr. Sen then took small bottle out of his pocket, Git was dark red or blood color) and produced small dropper from a nearby drawer Two drops of this magic fuid," the man hissed, taken on mans tongue will make him impervious to the strongest
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you clean through the side of the barn if you fooled around his fetlocks. The only blacksmith ever dare shoe him was old Tom Wells. Mebby you've heerd of Tom? Gosh! He was the queerest feller.
 John Wellsl Lois recalled the lank, towheaded lad who had hung so per sistently around Aunt Matty's when ever she was there. She had often wondered what had become of him. The memory of his shy attempts to court her fingered with her sweet and pure as the fragrance of Aunt Matty' s lavender scented linen. Life had not presented Lois with any other lover. Romance had fled before the click of her typewriter, the scratch of her fountain pen.
 One afternoon Lois told Levi to hitch Whitefoot to the old blackboard and bring him to the door. She had got track of some Wyandotte setting eggs over the phone and was going after them.
 Before she had gone mile she dis covered that Whitefoot knew every step of the way if she did not. She let
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Then-it seemed that brain ano body had been cut asunder-separat- ed Tucker felt himself to be a dis embodied soul, or an etherial person ality that was floating upon air waves He found himself perching like Poe's Raven" upon the top of bookcase looking down upon his own bods strapped in the electric chair. He saw the Hindu bending over the dead body smiling!
 In a minute or so the doctor removf ed Fuckers prostrate form from tn. chair and laid it upon a sofa. He Ii cigarette. He stood in the middle o the floor. waiting, but excited. Tuckei felt an irresistible impulse to hovel over the dead form. He seemed to b. actually floating downward toward the white, lifeless countenance!
 Suddenly Fuckers body twinged,w1tl pain-he breathed-he gasped-h' opened his eyes! Then he could fee the doctors hot breath on his cheek He gasped, Am I living? am dead Where-who-"
 Doctor Sen sprang to his, feet. HI walked about the room exultantly beating the air with his arms. T hay. cheated them!" he repeated over ant over. T have created them! cheated the electric chair! My. friend, my fel low countryman, shall live!"
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open loudly in the house next door the Fitzgerald residence. Then, they heard woman's screams upon the midnight air. Help! Help!" she cried. "He Is killing mel"
 The two men were on their feet in- stantly. The doctor ran into his den and procured his .3S and loaded it. come on, Morrison!" he exclaimed. Its up to us! There's burglar in there, and he's killing Mrs. Fitzgerald! Just the thing I feared when I saw that fellow in the driveway! Come! we must get him!"
 "Why not call the police!" suggested Morrison.
 Nothing doing!" said the doctor de- cidedly. 'It isn't necessary. Two strong men like us in the neighbor- hood. and armed, and still we must call the police! Bah! Come on. Nor rison, let ues do our duty!"
 Together they rushed out of the house. across the lawn, and onto the Fitzgerald veranda. They tried the front door, but it was locked.
 Again they heard the womans screams and pleadings for help. They heard something fall heavily to the floor, which even shook the house, My God! He has killed her!" exclaim- ed the doctor. Mrs. Fitzgerald has fallen! We must get in there in-
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he said, you know love you, dear, : tilting her head until he compelled her eyes to meet his. You've known that for a long time, little girl, but hard ly dared ask you before-you seemed so different in your own home. But I've wanted you so much, Nancy, won't you cook my dinners for ma all ways?"
 Well" said Nancy. blushing rosy red under his gaze, If you'll promise to wipe the dishes for me always. per haps I may consider it.">
 And although he did not promise ir so many words, somehow his answer completely satisfied her.
 Do you know" said Nancy some hours later, when the four of then were talking it over," "I know il sounds like a dreadful thing to say but since 1t has all turned out so vel I think that Phil and I will always owe a debt of gratitude to father fol for being the measles man just at the right time"
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Tucker trembled with fear, but he could not speak nor could he stand up. Here" continued the Hindu, Ifs $500 you Occidentals, you Americans. must have money!" and he took a large pocketbook from his pocket, and counted the money on a nearby table. This is s>yours-yours-aft the exc cution-thaI is, the experiment"
 Rising to his feet, the man strode over to the heavy, black curtain and threw 1t back. It revealed large chair-an electric chair, which the Hindu had placed here for this strange experiment.
 Stand up!" the Hindu commanded, his eyes snapping. Stand up! Ap- proach the chair!" Tucker did as he was told, as weak as 8 child, and seat ed himself in the death chair. Then the doctor put the dropper in the bot tie, took two drops of the medicine into it, and then made his victim open his mouth and take the mysterious concoction upon his tongue. It acted instantly. His head ached as though it would burst, and everything in the room turned black. Gradually he lost consciousness.
 Sen strapped his victim in. and then, grinning diabolically, turned on the current. Tucker cried out with the pain, and subjectively he felt his flesh burn!
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You have killed my Jim!"
 Your husband!" gasped the two men in. astonishment.
 Yes-yes--my husband!" she re- peated; and she attacked them with the ferocity of wild cat! She tore and scratched, and 1t was no small task to subdue the crazed woman. When she was finally brought under control, Morrison found the electric light switch and turned it on. Mr. Fitzgerald was rising to his feet from the floor, and he was sorry spec tacle, his hair desheveled, his collar and tie torr away, and his shirt ripped in four places! The doctor and MT. Morrison didn't look much better. The woman presented the appearance of witch or an insane creature, wearing dainty dressing gown which was terribly torn and soiled.
 Seeing her husband trying weakly to stand on his feet, she rushed to him and put her arms affectionately about his neck. Dear! Dear!" she exclaim- ed. Are you hurt?"
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darkness of a neighbors home! Thrown to the floor, the doctor was soon on his feet, and all of them were now on the floor, now clenching, now side-stepping, now hitting out straight from the shoulder!
 Doctor, why don't you shoot." Morrison managed once to gasp.
 Didn't bring my gun!" he answered Left it on the table!''
 At about his time Morrison man. aged to land solar plexus blow on the burglar, or whatever he was, and he fell heavily to the floor.
 i've got him!' said Morrison. "The scoundrel is laid out all right!"
 But where is the woman?" asked Dr. Stiles.
 Hardly had he spoken these words when white form slowly emerged from out of the wall as it were, but, in reality from closet where she had been roughly thrown by the intruder
 What are you doing!" the woman exclaimed, crying and wringing her hands. You have killed my husband!