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Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1921-10-05
Stats
Diary
BY ROSS FARQUHAR

Friday-ma had letter frum her
cuzzen Chester today ont in Californy.
He is fellow wltcl: pa sed was the
brokest fellow he ever new. He was
always broke more & less & time he
broke his rist & then he brokea en-
gagement off with a girl of the OPP
posing sex 4 then he broke in a gro
cry store & left the country. pa SAYS
the only reason he left the country
was because it cuddent be carried
away. now he has broke into the NOV
les. He has bought a otto & a fono-
graf q ] expose he will be brakeing
records now ha ha,
Saturday--pa & me went to a show
tonite but pa got dispusted because
when we had went in and set down
pa sed Shucks / seen this show once
looked at the curtain & the name
of the show was Asbestos. | diddent
! rimaned & liked it very much.
Sunday-went out in the ford & en-
joyed very literally the ride among
the autumn woods & cricks & fresh
graveled roads & then on into the city
& "a got in trubble a trying to turn
a corner on his left hand. Ma sed
/ thought you new how to drive a
car and pa replyed in answer & sed
thot SO TO till that traffick cop balled
me out.
Monday-ma wanted to send sum
ice Cream to are Washing woman
which's Birthday is now. asst her
what | shud ought to get her vanella
or chocolate & ma sed 1t don't make
any difference much as she cant see
very well.
Tuesday--me & Jakes got a good
joak on are teecher. we was a passing
her house tonite & her bow was there
& we see him kiss her on the cheek
on the quiet. so If she gets cute to-
morrow we mite tell her sum stuff. O
boy.
Wednesday, ges times is getting
to be better sum ways. pa says he is
thankful for ! thing he wont half to
pay so much in come tax this year
as he has previously in the past years
heretofore.
Thursday-Jake & me went out af-
ter wall nuts tonite & got home kinda
late and ma asst me if we was alone.
told her No we was together all the
time & she slaps me 4 makes me
wash my neck & ears for punishment.
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1921-10-05
HILLsBORO sRNTRTEs

Miss Ella Field went to Black Riv-
er Falls Saturday to visit the Ed Wins
low family.
Mrs. Conrad Hammer and son, also
her mother, motored here from Mil
waukee last week.
Mrs. John Lier was down from La
Crosse for a few days visiting her
daughter, Mrs. Chas. Cosgrove.
Miss Dorothy Mitchell is away on a
visit with her sister at Hayward, and
also with friends in Milwaukee.
Georgia Cash, who is attending the
Hillsboro high school, spent Saturday
and Sunday with her parents at Gaze
novia.
viii Kuehl and family came over
flom New Lisbon Friday for visit
with the John Heding family, west Of
Hillsboro.
DR.. r. /. Pinch is spending the week
with his sister at New London and
also on business in Milwaukee and
Oshkosh.
Miss Lauretta Riley, WHO has a po-
sition in an Office at LGdysmith, came
last week 10 yisit her parents, Mr. and
Mrs. Sherm Riley.
Mrs. Jshr TAFT went to Milwaukee
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1921-10-05
CAsHTON RECORDS

An automobile collision occurred on
Broadway, Sunday evening in which
an Oakland belonging to Martin Err
ickson and Ford belonging to Sell
mer Erickson were badly damaged.
No bad injuries were sustained by the
drivers.
The Misses Helen and Katherin
Brody left Tuesday for St-Mary's Col
lege at Prairie du Chen, where Helen
continues her college work as soph-
omore and Katherine viii enter as a
FREEMAN.
Mr.. and Mrs. o. G. Lee expect 70
move TO Lacrosse next week. The
Melvina store deal In which Lee and
Smeby figured, fell through several
weeks sgo. Ole viii likely 60 on the
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1921-10-05
road for a wholesale house.

AOeQ IOI q NuUttcdlc u0ucCs
Mamie Baker, youngest daughter of
Horace Baker, a former pioneer of
this community, is here for visit at
the John Hall home. The Bakers
made their home in Texas, leaving
here nearly forty years ago.
Rev. Walter Wang and wife viii ar
rive in Cashton on Monday and will go
to housekeeping in the Oscar Olson
house, known better perhaps as the
Melgard residence Rev. Wang will
resume his work here as pasaor of
the Cashton and Brush Greek churches.
Mrs. John Cremer left Monday for
WATERFOWL, South Dakota, to attend
the funeral of her uncle, Mike Shin
nick of that city.
These from Cashton who will at
tend the University this year are An
ma Mlsna, Winifred Dolan, Clementine
Dolan, Leo Schweiger, Floyd Nelson,
Agnes Pelzer, Lambert Honsen, Hugo
Schreier, Albert Seitz, Burton Lee,
Robert Erickson and Albert Lee.
Schweiger and Erickson expect TO fin
ish by the first of the year.
John Myers and family were up
from Sparta to spend Sunday at the
Peter Klinkner home.
Mrs. Earl Flint and youngest son
came up from Sparta Tuesday for a
days visit among friends.
Robert Erickson returned to Madi-
son, Monday, after spending a week
here with his mother and brother.
DIR. Francis Dolan has been here for
a few days visiting relatives. Last
week he did some chest examination
work at aCrosse
r. r. Luce has been i'll with quinsey
for several days.
VIM. Heiser had business at the
comfy seat on Wednesday.
Mrs. Rose Nichols was over from
Lacrosse last week to spend a few
days at the Allen home.
Henry Barth has been confined to
his home for week by sickness.
The Misses Hannah and Elnora Ha-
gen are spending few days at the
Anton Anderson home. The girls re-
side at Barron.
Ed Shinnick and family of Sparta,
visited relatives in Cashton last Sun
day.
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MONEY TO LOAN

On farm properly. Funds always
able nan aso 0f bay orsrsss Isa.SS
dress, or call on w. ]. Hickish. 203 8.
4th Street, Lacrosse. Wis.
Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1921-10-05
MONEY TO LOAN

On real estate, rates reasonable
All business confidential. Lewis Real
ty Company, State Bank Bldg. La
Crosse. VIA
Evening star., 1921-09-28
Care for Your Hats.

It is not only the wear that a hat
receives that makes it lose its freshness
and shape. 1t is the way the hat is
treated when it is not in use that has
a good deal to do with this.
Velvet hats are so much in evidence
this season that the chances are you
have one or will have before many
weeks. These need particular care, and
will repay you the care you give them
The old-fashioned way was to have a
piece of heavy black mourning crepe
with which to rub off the dust from vel
vet, but a. velvet brush is easier to
handle. A heavy, coarse brush should
never be used on velvet. The best
time to brush dust from velvet is after
you have worn the hat, unless it is
damp or spotted with rain. Then you
should not use a brush until it has
been thoroughly dried.
1t is hard in limited quarters to give
your hats the right place to repose when
not in use, unless you are content to
get along with but one Or two hats a
season. Ideally each hat should have
a box of it's own, and even your ordi-
nary hats should be boxed when not in
use. Hats that have trimming Of the
down-dropping variety should not be
laid fiat in box but should rest on
little hat block-anything, in fact. that
will raise the brim somewhat from the
bottom of the box.
A piece of china silk-an old silk
handkerchief is goods useful in
caring for your hats. Quills should
ostrich feathers may be busted gently.
Any trimming with cire finish or
jet ornaments may be carefully
busted with this silk.
Evening star., 1921-09-28

row Of netting-a fat face-the face
was supposed to be smiling, but it was
like the hideous grin of gargoyle. 1t
was the same face, the same face with
its rolls Of fat propped UP on its short,
stumpy neck. There wasn't any change
in 1t, except that the red-rimmed gray
eyes were raore shifty. That was the
only change in five yearD-the eyes
were more shifty. He found that his
mouth was dry-curiously dry. The
blood wasn't running through his veins,
cold-and yet he was burning: the soul
Of him suddenly. like some flaming fur
mace, and a mad, passionate fury, had
him in its grip. and lust was upon
him to reach that stumpy neck where
the throat was: and-and- He had
he was simply smiling. Just as that
other face was smiling. Why shouldn't t
he smile! That fat face was Bookie
Skarvan's face.
me. Dave?" said skarvan. nodding his
head In sort Of absurd cordiality.
! maybe you thought was sore on you.
and there's no use saying I wasn't:
That was nasty crack you handed
me. II Tydeman hadn't come across
with another bunch Of coin on the
Jump those pikers down at the track
| would have pulled me to pieces. But
I didn't feel sore long. Dave-that amt
in me. And that amt why 1 kept
away"
J The man was quite safe, Of course.
on account Of these wire gratings and
! on account OF the guard who was some
where out there in the corridor. 1t
was very peculiar that the guard was
not pacing up and down even now in
this little open space between Bookie
Skarvan and himself-very peculiar!
Bookie was magnanimous-not to be
sore! He wanted to laugh out in a
sort Of maniacal hysteria. only he
would be fool to do that because
there were sixty-two days left before
he could get his fingers around that
greasy, fat throat. and he must moi
scare the man Off now. He had a
debt to pay-1ve years of prison. those
days and nights and hours Of torment
when he had been wounded thing
4 bounded almost to his DEATH Certainly
he owed all that to this man here! The
man had cunningly planned to have
him disappear by the murder route
hadn't he? And he owed Bookie Skar.
van for that. too. If 1t hadn't been fol
that he would have got away with thu
money, and there wouldn't have beer
five years Of prison, or those hours o.
physical torment. Or
| Continued in Tomorrow's Star)
Evening star., 1921-09-28
FROM NOW ON
BY FRANK L. PACKARD.
Copyright, 1891, BY Public Ledger Go.
Copyright, 1871, By 3. q. Davis Corp.

derson's direction 1t was the old.
intimate, little signal that had passed
between them unnumbered times IN
the thousand years that they had
spent together here in the peniten,
tiary's carpenter shop-but he had
been quite wrong about the eyes.
Something seemed to have filmed
across them, yelling their luster. And
suddenly Dave Henderson swallowed
hard. Sxty-two days! Old Tony
hadn't much more than that. Per,
haps another year at the outside, and
the old lifer would be free, too.
Dave Henderson's mind reverted to
Lieut.. Joe Barjan of the plain clothes
squad. 1t was perfectly true that
playing a lone hand against the
police of all America was a des-
perate game-desperate in the sense
that success was in jeopardy. That
was what made his brain confused
and chaotic now. He was afraid
not of Barian, not of all the police
| in the United States in a physical
way, he had never hedged a bet. and
| the five years that he had now paid
| would goad him on more than ever
to face any physical risk, take any
physical chance-but he was afraid
now, sick with fear because his mind
| would not respond and show him
clearly. definitely the way. to knock
Barjan.. and his triumphant grin
|
A guards voice snapped sharply at
! his elbow.
! Yes. of course! He had been stand
| Ing idle for few seconds-perhaps
an hour. Automatically he bent over
| the bench, and automatically his
plane drew a neat. clean shaving
| from the work in front of him.
The guards voice snapped again.
| you're wanted" said the guard
| curtly. There's a visitor to see
you"
! Dave Henderson turned away from
| the bench. and followed the guard;
but the act was purely mechanical.
and obedience A visitor-for him!
There was no one in the outside
| world, not a soul, who cared for him;
not many even, to whom his existence
was of enough interest to cause
second thought-eXcept Barjan. And
Another visitor-today! Well. who
ever it was. the visitor had been in
no hurry about it, The little atten-
| ton was certainly belated. His lips
thinned bitterly. Whoever it was
had waited almost five years. He had
never had a visitor before-except
| the police. It was an event! The
bitterness grew deeper and ranked.
i He had asked for no human touch. or
| Thought or considerations: he had
asked for none and he had given
none; he had made his own bed and
i had not whined because it had
proved to be a rack of torture. He
was not whining now, and he had no
desire to change the rules of the
game that he himself had elected to
play This was no visitor-it was
an intruder!
| But, curiosity. as he crossed the
prison yard and entered the main
building. tempered the sullen antag-
onism that had fiared up in his soul.
Who was 1t that was waiting for him
there along the corridor in the wire
Evening star., 1921-09-28

netted visitors room, where. like some
beast with its keeper pacing up and
down in front of the cage. he was to
his brain for an answer that would be
even plausible. Not Square John Kelly;
Kelly might have come II Kelly had
been left to himself. but Kelly was the
one man he had warned of from the
beginning..there was that matter q
to avoid any sign Of intimacy between
them. There was no one else. Even
Kelly, perhaps. wasn't a friend any
more. Kelly would. perhaps. simply
play square. turn over the $3.ooo.and
Tooier. The only thing that interested
1'ooler was to see that he collected hi.
room rent regularly-and there would
bo some one else paying rent now fol
that front room at Tooier's! No, there
was no one else. Leaving very keen
had only one friend that he knew OF
whom he could really call friend, only
one man that he could trust-and that
man was a convict. too! 1t was Iron
ical. wasn't TITO trust a convict
Well. he could trust Millman-only II
He Jagged q little behind the guard
as they approached the visitors room
a sudden possibility dawning upon him
Perhaps 1t was Millman! Millman't
time was up tomorrow, and tomorrow
Millman was going away. He and
Millman had arranged to say good-b3
to one another at the library hour to-
day after work was over, but perhaps
as a sort Of special dispensation, Mill.
man had obtained permission to come
here.
Dave Henderson shrugged his shoul
ders, impatient with himself. as thu
guard opened a door and motioned hin
to enter. 1t was absurd. ridiculous
Who had ever heard Of one prisone
visiting another in this fashion! Their
wouldn't have been any satisfaction II
! it anyhow, with guard pacing up ant
down between them! Well. then. VIII
was 1t?
The door closed behind him-he wa
subconsciously aware that the door ha'
! closed and that the guard had left hin
| to himself. He was also -subconsciousl.
aware that his hands had reached ou
in front of him and that his finger
! were fiercely laced in the interstice
! Of the heavy steel-w:re netting of tn
inclosure in which he stood. and tina
faced another row Of steel-wire netting
separated from his own only by tn
space that was required to permit tn
guard to pace up and down betweel
the two-only the guard hadn't come II
yet from the corridor to. take up hi
station there. There was only a fac
peering at him from behind that othe
Evening star., 1921-09-28
Farmer Browns Boy Takes
, Pity on Black Pussy.
BY THORNTON w. BURGESS.

BY THORNTON w. BURGESS.
The lesson learned in pain and sorrow
I Black Pussy.
Black Pussy thought that every one
was against her. and in her heart she
was growing more and more bitter.
The days slipped into a week and
the week into three weeks, and still
she was an outcast, all because she
had been in trouble with Jimmy
Skunk. You see, that scent of his got
in her fur coat and the smell OF 1t re-
manned there for a long. long time
So Black Pussy lived under the barn
and felt that she hadn't single friend
in all the great world.
But she was mistaken. Her mas
ter, Farmer Browns Boy, was her
friend. just as much her friend as
discovered the trouble she was IN ne
wondered where under the sun she
had met Jimmy Skunk and how she
could have been SO foolish as to quar-
rel with him and give him reason to
use his little scent gun. But the next
Striped Chipmunk, his nose soon led
him to the spot where Black Pussy
had made her sad mistake.
$50 this is where it happened" ex-
claimed Farmer Browns Boy. i peSin
to understand. Black Pussy was down
here hunting. / wouldn't be bit
surprised II she was trying to catch
Striped Chipmunk. Probably she
startled Jimmy and he promptly used
his little gun. I hope it has taught
her a lesson. I do so. She has no
business to hunt anything excepting
the Mice in the barn. I've punished
her and punished her for hunting
down here in the Old Orchard and it
hasn't done bit of good. But I
guess now she will keep away from
here for a while. 1t serves her right"
When he put the milk out for her
by the barn that night he told her
Just what he thought. He scolded
her roundly OF course, she didn't
understand a word he said. but she
understood the tone of his voice. and
that was enough. He, like everybody
else, was against her. And so in the
days that followed she didn't notice
that there were extra nice tidbits left
for her every time he brought her
food out.
All the time Farmer Browns Boy
was keeping watch of her and noting
how, day by day, the smell of Jimmy
Skunk grew less when she was near.
Evening star., 1921-09-28

day, he took pity on Black Pussy
and when he brought her milk he
called her to him. She came rather
timidly and little distrustfully. But
when she felt the touch OF his hand
and he stopped and gently patted
her head and smoothed her coat she
was too happy to eat. She arched
her back and rubbed against his legs
and purred and purred and purred as
II she couldn't purr enough. she
didn't even look at the milk. Sne
was too happy to eat.
Farmer Browns Boy picked her up.
He lifted her close to his face. There
was only the faintest of faint smeil
Of Jimmie Skunk's scent left. He
picked up the saucer of milk and
carried it up to the doorstep OF the
house. the place where Black PUSSY
always had had her milk before sne
became an outcast. There ne put ner
down gently.
II guess it is all right now, Puss.
said he. You can come in the mousse
when you want to now. nope you
have learned a lesson you Will never
forget and that hereafter you VII VII
leave my little friends OF the oio
Orchard alone. oa
and purred. That was her way OF
showing her happiness. And you may
be sure it was long time, very
long time, before she again yenturea
even to the edge of the Old orcharo'
Copyrirht, 1921. by T. W. Burgesso
Evening star., 1921-09-28
Cornaro, Who Ate Much.

OUIudxVS AZ AAs~ s">~
Luigi conaro (born CASA. died
15G6), was good practical cente-
marian with a good practical text 1or
the great sermon he preached ana
lived: ,,ch
must eat little" ,+,
Like all other heralds Of health
and longevity before ana since ms
time, Cornaro gave neither OF these
questions consideration until he had
attained the thoughtful age OF rory.
By the time a man turns 1orty ne
begins to live or he begins to ole;
Too many Of us. alas, are nan +. ueau
even before we reach the great turn. m.
ing point. Cornaro could mount ms
horse unaided when he was over
eighty: he had all his senses intact,
as we'll as his teeth and his voice
and his legs and his mind.ior ne
wrote with his own hand as mucn as
eight hours a day-when he was past
ninety. Yet in his youth he was, ike
our beloved Roosevelt. a weaklns'
though he did not undertake tne re, eo
building of his own constitution SO
early as the great American did MOI
only his physical health was resen-
Grated by the adoption OF an orderly.
temperate life after forty, but ms
very temper changed from an un-
hanpv' choIeric disposition to cheer
fui. hopeful and eminently religious
mind. Cornaro remained young IN
mind and never grew into dotase: ne
was not the sort of old man tnat
people venture to pet and patronize.
Throughout his later decades Cor
naro confidently anticipated attain.
ing the century mark. and he felt
equally certain that he might nave
extended this span many more years
had he not wasted his youth In in
temperate living. Just how serious
these earlier excesses were it is diff
cult to know. From the mans allu-
sions to them one gathers that he re-
fers to overindulgence in food and
drink chiefly. if not entirely. Still.
immortality and its attending diseases
were far more common then than even
Evening star., 1921-09-28
The Old Gardener Says:

Carrots, beets and other root
crops dry out quickly after being
dug unless the atmosphere is
rather moist. 1t is very good
plan to store them in boxes of
sand, which will prevent gheir
shriveling. Sand is not always
easy to obtain, however, 9but
leaves can be mad almost any
where, and they serve almost as
well. In using them, first place
layer of leaves in the box and
then a layer of vegetables, and
SO on to the top. Although not
a root vegetable. kohlrabii may
be stored in the same way,obe-
ing handled exactly like
turnip.
Evening star., 1921-09-28
lis mattresses I'm talking
about, she answered
about,

of old, unsterilized rags and short-fbre, dirty
cotton. For a short time it may seem all
right. You cannot judge a mattress by how
soft or pretty it is. The real test of quality
and service is in the filing
'tHe took bit of cotton-felt filler from the
laced end of Conscience Brand mattress.
See how clean this isl 1t is absolutely new
and sanitary. Now crush it in your hand.
There, watch it spring back! Now pull the
fbres apart. They are strong. mattress
with Conscience Brand, sanitary long-ibre
filler will last years and remain comfortable
and buoyant.'
"'Conscience Brand mattresses are made
in great fresh air daylight factory in Balti-
more. Through huge windows, sunshine
streams in on floors that are as clean as new
pin. They use only the best, new clean mate
rials. The manufacturer is just as earnest
about making them right as you are in cook
ing good cake for your guests
"After all, the purchase of such a mattress
is economy in the best sense, isn't it,"
You spend one-third of your life in bed. For
the reasonable price of Consciene Brand mat
tresses you can be sure of supremely comfort
able sleep on sanitary, long-wearing mat
tress. It makes no difference whether you
choose cotton-felt, kapoc, or hair filler, you
are certain to get mattress honestly-made,
healthful, buoyant and enduring.
Take the opportunity to see a Conscience
Brand mattress at your dealers today. For
cotton-felt mattress we suggest the Paris
shown below; for hair, the Endure.
Evening star., 1921-09-28
Broiled Finan Haddie.

Put the haddie on a broiler and
brown it on both sides. Take it out
and let it stand in hot water for
five minutes, drain it and put it on
the platter. pour over it half a cup
of hot milk and two tablespoons Of,
butter and garnish with some chop
ped parsley. Serve with hot mashed
pOfat Toes
Evening star., 1921-09-28
LISTEN, WORLD!
ny ELSIE ROBINSON

It's mighty funny, but you can't
hand most people worse insult than
to tell them they're perfectly well.
They may be going along boomingly,
functioning with 100 per cent eff
cheney and never an ache or pain,
but Just suppose you come along with
a touch of lumbago and envy them
Evening star., 1921-09-28
Things You'll Like to
Make.

The sleeve makes the fall frock.
You can turn a summer silk frock
into fall one by changing the sleeve
Cut a very full-fowing lower sleeve.
Shir it on to the short sleeve of your
summer frock. Cover the joining
with a narrow band of leather Fin
ish the neck with band of the
leather, too. You will be amazed at
the transformation and overjoyed
with your chic fall frock. FLORA.
Evening star., 1921-09-28
{ 1(BURNgss BEDTll!E STORIES
&@(#zz5 GA8S X!sals$ea>
&:9Zs.,.xz&IZ}4SE:SS & &&a

Finally it was hardly to be noticed at
all, unless the day was damp. Then 1t
became strong again. And all the
time he understood how miserable she
felt.
At last, one never-to-be-forgott
Evening star., 1921-09-28
Personal Health Service
- Bv WILLIAM BRADY, M. D.
Noted Physician and Author


liam Bady,n