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The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-17
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 Dad Lee?" I replied, with seem- ing carelessness. 'Oh, he's no bother at all. He seems satisfied to live along quietly without meeting anyone or go- ing anywhere. He isn't interfering in our lives. As far as you're concerned you might almost say he doesn't ex- iSt.''
 Neal looked at me searchingly.
 Do you mean that, Babbs? You don't think he changes-things for me?"
 Not the least bit in the world" I replied. You're Neal Hyland-dear Father Andrews only son. And you're going home to visit the good old man and to look out for him and his boy As far as I'm concerned, you haven't a worry in the world-nor a responsi- bility. So forget this D-d Lee of mine. And attend to getting well, lad. That's all ask.''
 Well, you certainly don't ask much," Neal laughed. And can't tN you what load it takes off my n;lnd, Babbsie. to realize that you're so well able to take care, of your self. It's worried me lot.''
 Tt needn't any more," I replied gaily. Sister can take care of her self. But there's, one person she can't take care of lad. unless everyone who
  so. I wouldn't trouble you with this question unless I felt you were well enough to be reminded of your accident. Now for JimA sake, I'm going to ask you to tell meabout it? It was - Dick West, wasn't it :? But how did he-happen to shoot you7"
 "It was dark" replied Neal, in a singularly low voice. West stepped out from a portiere where he was hid ing. The movement caught my eye and I ducked before I started after him. That saved me. It wasn't an accident. It was de1iberate-the shot was meant to kiIl.''
 It was little more than shalf-past eight when arrived at Ha1dane's on the morning of my formal return to the business world wanted to be settled at my desk and mentally back :n the swing of things before the days work began.
 Since Meals acknowledgement that it was Dick West who had shot him and that Dick had shot to kill. real ized more than ever what foe Jim And I were fighting. And knew that while Dick West was roa aming around at large, I'd go mad if had to sit with folded hands breeding over his possible next move So naturally I couldn't get back to work fast enough
 Until g the main office of Haldane's an empty, silent place of waiting teeks Not a single level. oaken top is rolled back to shcw an alert type
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GIRL, IS. OFFERS With cut nth
 New York, Feb. 16.-"I think my daughter is doing very serious thing, but there is no other alternative"
 This was the comment of the moth CT of 18-year-old Theresa Katona, who has offered to marry on her next birthday, November. any man, pro- viding he is a ChriYaan and is healthy, who will now contribute S1,- 900 to the support of her mother, fla ther and younger brothers and sis ters. They are poverty-stricken in their home in the rear of No. 195 Green street, Greenpoint, Brooklyn.
 Speaking with the aid of her younger daughter, Ann, aged Is, Mrs. Katona, who is Polish and speaks no English, added:
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carry him in small bag, on my fur, Or even in vanity case, If necessary
 The Little monek weights only 13 ounces and is of species abounGing in the Amazon river country or Bra zil
 N1kko" was captured by MT. Gra- ham, a local oil man, while the latter was on Q prospecting tour of Brazil He Is fed on all sorts of nuts. Ac- cording to Mrs. Graham he has hIs likes and dislikes as strongly marked as do humans, but most of the t-me i.s very afectionate.
 Nikko" is three years old, but his voice is said to have Eever improved since early life, resembling sonlewnat the accents of a squeaky pumphandle manipulated rapidly.
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ke HE GOLDEN GIRL
nas BY PuYlllS pullllDS s

Der her so awfully we'll myself. I only know she was good to see and that everyone loved her. The last time I saw her she was standing in the room with you in her arms in a long, fine. cloak of scarlet that some Gorgio had sent her as a present, singing song to you, for you walled loudly, my Ilona, and she. poor dye. was nearly distracted by the yapping. She always had many rings and much jewelry, for she had travelled and danced for Gorgios much and been rewarded by them. And her eyes were as black as yours are green. AhI how she could sing and dance, that Caroline of ours. Far and near throughout the length and breadth of our Romany world there wasn't her equal in this line. And the pity of it was that she died at 25.''
 Gro Be COntinued)
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Los Angeles, Feb. 16.-Introducing the latest arrival in Los Angeles social circles:
 ''Nikko," South American vanity case edition of the midget monkey tribe. The proud possessor of Nix ko'' Is Mrs Stephen Graham, a widely known Los Angeles resident.
 From next to the smallest species of monkey in the world, it is said, ''Nilx- ko'' is convenient pet for shopping tours. daily social gatherings and the home circle. according to Mrs. Gra- ham.
 Hes so small and never in the way, sos he is never likely to cause objections in visits, as might be the case with the more ordinary domestic peus," Mrs. Graham stated. "I can
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we have no money for rent, my husband is out of work and sick; I myself am feeble, and we need food for the children"
 Theresa refused to talk, though she occasionally pushed her head into view long enough to. listen and to con firm the report that she had made the offer.
 She is auburn haired, with dark hazel eyes, fine teeth and strong, reg ular features.
 It was learned that Katona has beeni11 for some time and that the girl also had been unable to get work. The couple have been Tn this coun- try for 19 years. The other children in the family are Anna, 15; John, IA; Julia, 12; Michael. 2; Theodore. 5. and Mary, 3.
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writer waiting to click out letters or forms There wasn't a soul to greet me as I hurried down silent corridors to the editorial department.
 With my heart galloping as if I'd been running, I turned into the hall leading 10 the door of the little office which was to be mine again as it had been in the old days when Barbara Anne Lee used to march down to work at or a bit later in matter-of- course fashion Work then had been a career. Now it was an adventure for Jim.
 As put out my hand to turn the knob of the familiar glass-pane1led door, something arrested my atten- ton. It was something unfamiliar a name plate on the door And in neat, black letters on that plate a nane-nJy name-''Mrs. Harrison
 My name on that door." cried aloud. '"Oh, how splendidi What a welcomc"'
 On the word, there was the sound of fotsteps coming to warn me from the office beyond my own. And a voice sounded from the silence of the rooms I had thought empty.
 '.I hoped it would please you, lady, cried Carl, appearing in the inner doorway of the office. And I knew you well enough to be dead sure you'd race down here bright and early. So I beat you to it. Lay in wait and all that to add my own welcome to-that of the name on the door,
 What a good friend you arei" I returned. You give me the chance to come back to the work love, and in the very moment of my returning you make me feel a vital part of it again@importan to it. I like think ing Haldane's may need me as need it''-
 "As you need it?"
 t.I require a satisfying means of se1f-expression,' T. flung at him quick ly I'm a business woman at heart, you know. Bridges and luncheons and teas won't fill my days. Now since we're both such early birds, can't I get a flying start on the job :? I just hanker to be back in the swing of things"
 s'There's half an hour before the drf1dgery oegins,'' replied Carl Take off your hat and come in for little taIk-fest before we have to forget that we're a man and a woman and settle down to being thinking machines. It's a relief)to hear your soft voice instead of all the brisk ones I'm accustomed to listening to around here. I like hearing you weight and analyze in- stead of, hinging out decisions
 s'Oh, do youi" flashed across my mind as something in the intentness of the expression Carl bent on me something in the quality of his words made me stop anI look at things in g. new light. Aloud I said quietly:
 "Brisk decisions are going to be in my line again, Carl And don't be hurt when I tell you that Pm fed up with an atmosphere where people keep talking things over and talking them over and getting-ncwhere- I want to be up and doing. Give me work-or famish-''
 Insead of smiling as if half meant my words, looked straight at Carl with all the seriousness of purpose I really feel. He stared back at me for a moment. Then he set his jaw
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and nodded abruptly. disappearing in- to his office a second later with an air of purpose.
 In a few minutes he returned with a great mass of manuscript, each in a green or brown or blue cover.
 Here's a bunch of stories," he ex- plained. '1t strikes me that what we need you for down here is ''Haison officer The advertising and the edi- toriaI need to be tied up. I'm an ad- vertising man sitting if an, editorial chair several ties too big for me. Need some one to help me fill it''- He stopped abruptly and his face crimsoned. But I replied as if I didn't see the amusing and embar- rassing interpretation that could be put upon his words.
 "Id enjoy getting training ae a reader. This idea of yours is an in- spiration, Carl. I'll read the stories with one mental eye on the advertis- ing policy and another on our blessed old Loren Haldane's editorial policy in regard to his magazine. That's what you want, isn't it?'
 There was moments pause. Then Carl replied dryly:
 
 Precisely. can see that your hearts in the job and that your mind isn't half a lap behind.''
 Then he turned and strode out of the office. quietly closing the door which leads to his own sanctum. Turning at once to the mass of stories in front of me. I glanced through them and sorted them hastily into three piles. In one I put the authors known to Haldane's and successful hitherto in pleasing the editorial staff and our public as well. In the second pile I placed writers of whom I'd heard in any connection whatever In the third the unknowns. Pulling this large group toward me, I selected the title which most intrigued me and began at once to read.
 Avidly I read. Nothing occurred to disturb me I was unaware of what went on beyond my closed doors. Nine stories I discarded as hopeless. They would be returned with formal re5ec- ton slips. One might do if certain changes could be made. One was ex- ce1lent-a find"
 With the tabulated pile in my hands I arose to go into CarPs office As did so, there was a tap-tapping at the door marked Mrs Harrison" It opened at once in. response to my
 Come in"
 Framed fin the doorway. smiling unctuously, was Max Hoadley.
 (To Be Continued)
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For comedy in which all the act ors will be dosS, C miniature street and buildings, perfect to the smallest detail, has been constructed at the Century studio. No less than fifty dogs take part in one scene
 May Allison is the latest of the prominent screen favorites to leave She has sold her home in Hollywood and announced her return to the foot lights.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-17

New York has woman minister, the Rev. Helene Ulrich, a young B. A, of Mount Holyoke College and B. D. of St. Lawrence University. whose ordination in March will take place at the Church of the Divine Paternity. in New York. to which she has already been called as as- sistant to the pastor. Rev. pr. Joseph Fort Newton. She previously has preached in Potsdam, N. Y., and Og- den, N Y
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-17

One hundred motorists stalled by snow and two days without food near Bakersfield, Cal Shoot out a little more press stuff about that wonderful climate, boys; you're going sour.
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Good Advice

By all means, fall in love, m boy, And be just like the rest of us For love makes saints of the worst or And damnfools out of the best of us
 Lester Lamb
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-09-16

II the trial Of the case. A thing WHICH
the court further recognized was the
substitution of five thousand dollars
In cash for the deeds Of the Blue Pop
py mine as security for the bailee.
And with this done, the deeds TO his
mine safe in his pocket. Fairchild went
to the bank, placed the papers behind
the great steel gates Of the safety de-
post vault, and then crossed the street
TO the telegraph Office. A long mes
sage was the result, and a money or
der to Denver that ran beyond hun
dred dollars. The instructions that
went with 1t to the biggest florist In
town were for the most elaborate
floral design possible to be sent by ex-
press for Judge Richmond's funeral
minus card denoting the sender. Fol-
lowing this, Fairchild returned to the
hospital, only to find Mother Howard
taking his place beside the bed OF
Harry. One more place called for his
attention-the mine.
Health returned slowly to the big
Cornishman: it would be a matter of
weeks before he could be the genial,
strong giant that he once had repre-
scented. And in those weeks Fairchild
was constantly beside him.
Nor that there were no other things
which were represented in Roberts
desires-far from it. Stronger than
ever was Anita Richmond In Fair
child's thoughts now, and it was with
avidity that he learned every ScraD Of
news regarding her, as brought to him
by Mother Howard. Duly he heard
that Maurice ROdaine had told friends
that the passing of the Judge had
caused only a slight postponement in
their marital plans.
Finally, back to his normal strength
once more, Harry rose from the arm
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-09-16

chair by the window of the boarding
house and turned to Fairchild.
"We're going to work tonight" he
announced calmly.
"When?" Fairchild did not believe
he understood. Harry grinned. ''TO-
night. I've taken a notion. Rodaine
III expect US to work in the daytime.
Well fool i'm. Well leave the guards
on in the daytime and work at night.
And what's more We'll keep a guard
on at the mouth Of the shaft while
we're inside, not to let nobody down.
See?"
Fairchild. agreed. He knew Squint
Rodaine was not through. And he
knew also that the fight against the
man with the blue-white scar had only
begun. The cross-cut had brought
wealth and the promise of riches to
Fairchild and Harry for the rest of
their lives. But it had not freed them
from the danger of one mana man
who was willing to do anything in the
world, 1t seemed, to achieve his pur-
pose Harry's suggestion was a good
one.
Well, then Harry ran, to do much as
Fairchild had done, to chuckle and
laugh and toss the heavy bits of ore
about, to stare at them in the light Of
his carbide torch, and finally TO hurry
into the new Slope which had been
fashioned by the hired miners in Fair
child's employ and stare upward at the
Of rio oh J;
wouldn't it knock your eyes out?''
he exclaimed, beaming THAT veins
certainly five feet wide"
"And two hundred dollars to the
ton," added Fairchild, laughing. mo
wonder Rodaine wanted it,
"In sye sou A long time of con-
gratulatory celebration, then Harry
led the way to the far end of the great
cavern ERE it is" he announced,
as he pointed to what seemed to both
of them never to be anything more
| than a fissure in the rocks. Its the
thing that saved my life
Fairchild stared into the darkness of
| the hole in the earth, a narrow crack
| in the rocks barely large enough to al
| low a human form TO squeeze within.
| He laughed.
You must have made yourself
| pretty small. Harry"
| What? When l went through therei
Sye I could ave gone through the eye
of a needle There were six charges
of dynamite just about to go off be'ind
me"
Again the men chuckled as they
| looked at the f1ssure natural, usual
| thing in a mine. and often leading, as
| this one did, by subterranean breaks
and slips to the underground bed o
some tumbllng spring. Suddenly. how
ever, Fairchild whirled with a thought
Harry. I wonder-couldnt 1t hav
been possible for my father 70 nav
escaped from this mine in the sam
| waxT"
Continued Monday
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-09-16
SAVED SICK SPELLS
Black raught Found Valuable By
a Texas Farmer, Who Has
Known Its Usefulness
Over 30 Years.

Naples, Texas.-"I have used Thed-
ford's Black Draught for years. can
safely say for more than 80 years." de-
clares Mr.. H. H. Cromer, substantial,
well-known farmer, residing out from
here on Route 3.
81 am % years old, and when small
boy had indigestion and was puny and
my folks gave me a liver regulator. Then
Black Draught was advertised and we
heard of It.
81 began to take Black Draugf1t, and
have used II, when needed, ever since.
use Black-Draught now In my home,
and certainly recommend It for any liver
trouble.
'I have given II a thorough trial, and
after thirty years can say Black-Draughi
Is my stand. by. II has saved me many
sick spells"
Mr.. Cromer writes that he Is "never
out of Black Draught," and says several
of his neighbors prefer 1t to any Other
liver medicine. 81 always recommend
Black-Draught to my friends" he adds.
This valuable, old, powdered liver
medicine is prepared from medicinal!
roots and herbs, and has none OF the bad
effects so often observed from the use Of
calomel, or other powerful mineral drugs.
Be sure to get the genuine, Ihegord'S.
Nc-i45
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-09-16
PICTURE FRAMING

Our picture framing department is
again open. New moulding and sup
plies have been put in and we are pre-
pared to make up and deliver on short
notice.
sat-wed GEORGE MacKAY & co.
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-09-16
THE VELVET KID

Is kicking against being raised in a
retail house so to please the chap who
is so rapidly growing we are notify
ing you, our patrons, that after Sep
TENDER 18th, pints and quarts of ice
cream will be handled only by our
dealers,
Phillips Drug Company,
Harrington Hall Retreat,
T. w. Troxler,
Billings Drug Store,
S. W. Sawaya,
N. F. Beshere,
S. G.. Beshere.
Butter will be handled only at the
following:
U-Serve Stores,
Farmers Exchange Store,
Main Street Market,
Cooks Grocery,
Crescent Grocery,
W. r. Roe Grocery,
o. X. Teapot Grocery.
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-09-16
FOR SALE-TERMS

REQ speed wagon, stake body, used
about three months. Price right. The
Spencer Pedrick Motor Company.
Phone 8. 9-12-tf
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-09-16
Rail 9llHO Sill, 1,iIFS

Arrival and departure OF passenger
aims at OCALA UNION STATION.
The following schedule figures pub
ished IS inf Jrlna tica arl Aot guar
anteed.
iEactarI Standard Tinoal
Decorah public opinion. (Decorah, Winneshiek County [Iowa]) 1895-1928, 1922-07-12
MONTANA OIL
Cat Creek Field Gets Another Pro
Queer in Second Sand.

The Milestone, Montana, Messenger
tells about another big strike of oil
in Montana. This field is only a
mile or two from Z. X. Hovden's
land and naturally it is being en-
HANGED in value all the time. The
Messenger has the following to say:
The Cat Creek field on Wednes-
day of last week again determined
its productiveness of its second sand
when the Frantz Corporation brought
in the second big oil well of that
field. The new well is gusher and
its output is 1000 bbls. daily.
Less than a month ago the Mid
Northern brought in a gusher pro-
ducing about 5000 bbls. per day. This
makes the S5th well for this field.
The output of this field last year
was two and half million dollars,
and the field is now shipping out
of Winnet. over two train loads per
day. If taken into consideration that
it is only one year last September
since they struck the first well, the
Cat Creek oil field is fast becoming
one of the big oil fields of the
United States. Montana with its
oil wells, coal and ore and its pro-
ductive soil will soon be among the
leading states of the union.
At Milestone, Mont, one of the
most severe thunder storms in a
year or more was experienced here
last Monday night. A heavy rain
followed it which came in nice for
the crops, which are looking fine this
year.
Decorah public opinion. (Decorah, Winneshiek County [Iowa]) 1895-1928, 1922-07-12
Crowd Following Officers

When a police alarm is sounded
here, it should not be the duty of a
crowd 10 start out and follow the
officers. Last Sunday night an
alarm was sounded about ten o'clock
calling the officers to residence on
Washington street, where there was
suspicion that a couple of fellows
were trying to break in, the occup-
ants of the resident being away at
the time. When the officers were
notified, a crowd started to congreg-
ate and follow the officers, and this
prevents the officers from catching
the persons who are making the at
tempt to enter a residence. A little
judgment on the part of residents
when the police alarm is sounded
should be used and people should
not rush on the trail of the officers
but give them a free hand to ap.
prehend any suspicious characters OF
burglars.
Decorah public opinion. (Decorah, Winneshiek County [Iowa]) 1895-1928, 1922-07-12
Passed Away in Davenport

Miss Gena Wick, beloved daughter
of Mrs. Erick Wick, of DEBORAH,
passed away in Davenport last Thurs
day, where she had been residing
for the past two years. She had
been sick for about zen weeks with
a complication of diseases. The re-
mains were brought to DEBORAH Fri
day for mterment.
The deceased was rs years of age
and was born in Madison township,
The funeral services were held Sun
day afternoon from the F. N. E. l.,
church, Rev. |. B. TorriSon official
ing. She is survived by her mother
five brothers and three sisters. They
are Mrs. Henry Lubke, Decorah
Mrs. Elmer Wheatman, Calmar Twp.
Clara Wick at home, Clarence and
Reuben, Kenosha, Wis, Theo. WICK
on the home farm, Geo. Wick, South
Dakota and Oscar Wick, Madison
township.
The death of this young woman
calls forth the sympathy of many
friends, which is extended to the be
reaved relatives in their loss.
Decorah public opinion. (Decorah, Winneshiek County [Iowa]) 1895-1928, 1922-07-12
Resigns Position in Bank

Miss Clara Hanson, who has been
in the employment of the First Ma
tional bank of this city since 1912,
resigned her position last week. Her
ten years of efficient and faithful
service has given her knowledge of
every phase of the banking business.
Her ability as a stenographer and
her rapidly and accuracy in account
ing along with her pleasing personal
ity in meeting customers not only
mark a loss to the bank but to her
many friends as well. Miss Hanson
has no plans for the future and will
be at home at DEBORAH. Her many
WaukOn friends hope that something
will open up that will bring her back
TO INSTRUMENTATION Standard.
Decorah public opinion. (Decorah, Winneshiek County [Iowa]) 1895-1928, 1922-07-12

Insomnia never seems to trouble
some people in church.
Decorah public opinion. (Decorah, Winneshiek County [Iowa]) 1895-1928, 1922-07-12
EIks Invited to SThe Flop"

II. B. Montgomery, who recently
opened up the Monte Oil Co. on East
Water street, and who by the way
become a---Ranedi ct--laat. winter, and
.i.si,as..sG, y. Dolan of Du- Mi. 1Krob
gkisasa member Of the DEBORAH
Lodge of Elks, has invited the mem
bers to a noon meal at his summer
home in Freeport, which is near
the Decorah Golf Links. His sum-
mer home has been named THE
Flop" and Harry will entertain all
members of the Elks at dinner next
Sunday, July 16. The bathing, fish
ing, ETC., is ideal at this point, anc
all EIks of DEBORAH Lodge are cor
daily invited to attend the dinner
Mr.. Montgomery is popular hos
and all who attend can be sure o
a good time.