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The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-07-29

We have taken some time TO
consider whom we were willing to
endorse for State Superintendent
of Public instruction, and our. in
vestigations indicate that Jess w.
Miley of Girard is the man for the
place. Republican r is t
Washington.
The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-07-29

The farmers youngsters hustle or
loiter about the place in clothes which
would send Il worker for the Topeka
Provident association into spasms.
They are ragged and dirty and bare
footed. But they never look ill fed,
and frequently, in the barn. you can
see from the road a high priced motor
car. It is not poverty which clothes
the farm kids in rags Rags are the
ideal and fitting garb for their proper
The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-07-29

Jess w. Miley is well known
among the teachers over the state.
He is a native Kansan and has been
in school work in Crawford county
for twenty-five years.-Pratt Daily
Tribune.
RnIifical Advart iaar,narA
The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-07-29

When. a Kansas farmer starts to
fix up his house and yard. he has
finished every other possible chore
and task about the farm There is
nothing else he can possibly turn his
hand to. and he can neither sleep nor
go fishing.
The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-07-29
SAYS IT is FALSE
Fred A. Seaman Declares He
Is Not for Wooster Policies.

Vas One of First Candidates, to
Enter superintendent Race.
The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-07-29

Jess w. Miley is a likable man,
trained in school work and appar-
emily possessed of that broad ex-
perience and adaptation to the
practical school problems that
splendidly fit a man for the re-
sponsible duties of state superin-
tendent.-Parsons Republican.
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1922-07-06

time for the noon meal, a fact that
caused additional hurrying to have the
dinner ready on time so that George
would not be late.
1t was 2 o'clock that afternoon be-
fore she was able to sit down to her
sewing. She would have to hurry, she
thought, as she started on the weeks
accumulation of mending. At o'clock
she looked up from her work and real
lied that George had not come home.
What could have kept him? 1t was
time for the chores and If he did not
help, that hired man took hours to get
them done. She would have to help
with the milking or they would have
to wait supper for him. George was
to bring the groceries, too, and she
did not have a thing in the house for
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veteran, and knew what he was talk
ing about when it came to Chasing
the huns" as he put it.
After long elaboration it was de-
cided for the crowd to meet at the
town hall the following afternoon at
3 O'Clock and take the 3:15 inter-
urban car for the city, where they
would visit the ZOO and study the Loop
ards kept there and consult the keep
er as to their, ways and habits. Those
who couldn't crowd into the street car
could go by auto or bicycle or walk
it was only Is miles. This prelim-
mary study Of leopards at first hand
would better equip them for their
hazardous night hunt
Fully 500 citizens of Wentworth
corwded around the leopard cage at
the zoo the following afternoon. The
keeper was talkative fellow and
very willing to expatiate upon the
habits, characteristics, and little &C.
centricities Of leopards. His talk was
made much more realistic and i'm
pressive by the leopards themselves
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Pigs Is Pigs .
SIU = QR3QORIlE

the evening meal. More than likely
Jim had insister that he stay for sup
per there and George had stayed.
After she had finished the dishes
and put the children to bed, she took
up her sewing again, but her mind
wandered. Why didn't he come? How
time dragged as she waited for the
sound of car turning up the drive
The hired man came in and went up
stairs, his heavy feet booming through
the silent house. AS it grew later and
later she became extremely nervous
and finally worried. Something must
have happened.
At 1880 she could stand it no long
er; she called Jim. 1t was some time
before he came to the telephone to
tell her what she feared. that her huz-
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1922-07-06
By Phil Moore

over the phone about"-her voice
trembled and she fought a moment to
regain control of her emotions about
two girls-itonight. I heard Fred
mention-Hester-a I fed"
Annette seized Beth's arm in fran
tic grip.
Come on, get your coat and hat and
We'll follow them and have it out, to-
night" she gasped Historically. II
won't play second fiddle to any Mollies
or Hesters. Cats!" she finished, ven
omously.
"Where-where do YOU suppose they
went?" asked Annette. when they were
in the street.
Beth grasped her arm firmly and
looked straight ahead with tightly
compressed lips.
81 know" she replied tersely. The
river"
Straight to the waters edge and
along a well beaten path to an old
boathouse went the two outraged
wives.
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to his children. She did not mind for
herself. But the children for the last
year or more when they were at the
age where they needed their father, re-
ceived none of his attention. He was
a good husband but affairs were too
one-sided. The responsibility of rails
ing their children rested entirely on
her and that was neither fair nor right.
If it were anything but pigs-here she
caught herself up with a laugh! she
was getting as bad as the children
jealous of a pig. And there she stood
dreaming by the window when she had
to hurry to get the butter ready for
him to take to town that afternoon
when he went to see Jim, his brother.
She put the butter in crooks to be
delivered to her customers in town by
her husband. Quite a number of
prominent people took butter from her.
and therefore she took great care to
make the crooks look attractive and
artistic by making the design of a pine
tree on the top of the butter. When all
the crooks had been filled and taken
out to the machine it was very near
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1922-07-06
By Hazel Courtney
* 60 Y3OHR YYYYW4

all: Don't forget my bag" warned
Winnibel. my spangly dance frock
is in there. I made it. I'm on my
way to visit my sister. She's in school,
and tonight's holiday prom"
You're lucky to have a sister,"
said Sam. Il haven't got anybody"
"She's all I've got, and she's going
to be married Christmas to nice car
penter with smile something like
yours. Honest you know"
Thanks" said Sam. "You haven't
got any nice carpenter, have you,
Winnibe1?"
The blue eyes, flashed steel. "Do you
think I'd let you be friends with me
like this if was engaged to-any-
body?" said Winnibel Warner.
"I'm sure you would" said Sam
promptly.
They went to the incest movie place,
and then they went to the sunniest
corner of the park and sat on a green
bench under a pointed fir. "I want
you to tell me about yourself" said
Winnibel. Sam told her straight. And
Winnibel told him she was like that,
too-lonesome and busy, so she'd for
get it. Thanksgiving times belong
ing time," she said. But there was
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belle at her home station. And couldn t
she be home for shopping O.. some
thing, so they could ride back togeth-
er to her school? Well, Of course Luz
belle didn't like it, because she adores
her carpenter, the way-the way-no,
Sam, don't you say word. I want to
get this over. Mr.. Turner Trent Trent
was on the train and there was Just
one vacant seat in his car. 1 know.
because 1 sat in it"
Trent was that chap who was both
ering you," put in Sam. Say! III"
Winnibel nodded. "He gave me his
card, just so I'd see his jeweled case,
been wanting to help Lubelle get rid
of him. He thought I was Lubelle.
He'd just seen her once, at the junior
hop. He said he'd never know 1 was
the same girl, I'd changed so.
Il tried to act like Lubelle, and he
said was nice to take the shopping
trip home, where we used to live, you
know-and he said we'd have lunch to-
gether, and-then when we got to the
station, I fired up the way I'd planned,
and said, "The man l am going to
marry is meeting me here, Mr.. Turner
Trent Trent. so the less you say, the
better!" Then got off 4the train, and
all at once there was you-and 1 flew
right at you, didn't II"
&'Did you?" said Sam CALAMITY. Sam
pondered. Then: $50 I was your proxy
husband, was II" he asked very quiet
ly. "And you did it all for your sis
ter, she and her man wouldn't be an
noyed at the holiday prom tonight or
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band had left early in the afternoon.
While she sat, stunned, waiting for
her brothe~-in-law to bring his wife to
be with her while he went to the hos
pital and searched the nearby roads,
her thoughts travelled over the years
of her married life. She remembered
the way George had looked when she
first met him and of the walks and
talks they used to have before they
were married. She thought Of the first
years of their married life and of his
devotion; how well he had cared for
her these later years of his life and
with what kindness and understand
ing he had surrounded her. He had
never spoken to her in anger. She
tried to make herself hope that he
would be dead -athaR than haInIaaz far
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The Leopard Hunt

all a medal for your bravery" Here,
the leopards seeming to divine the
purpose in the hearts Of these gallant
men, became still more ferocious, and
snarled, and showed their teeth, and
glowered at the would-be leopard
hunters until each and every one of
them was literally paralyzed with ter
ror. Napoleon's victory upon his re-
turn from Elba when he defeated and
won whole army simply by standing
forth and speaking a few magic words,
was not a bit more wonderful than
the victory won today by the three
leopards in the cage. They complete
ly vanquished and routed Wentworth's
army Of 500 brave and gallant men!
Led by the trembling, speechless
Squire Raymond they made perfect
ly orderly retreat, and how or when
they all returned to Wentworth it has
never been recorded in the annals of
the town.
But the following morning the tele-
phone rang in the office of the city
zoo. Hello, is this where they keep
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1922-07-06
By Albert FiSke

wild animals?" asked a feminine voice.
Sure, all shapes, sizes and colors."
well, I'm Lizzie Brown, and I'm
down at the Four-Corners' grocery,
near Went worth, and I think I've
ketched your spotted animal that's
loose"
"Ketched him! -er-caught our Loop
ard!--er-where have you got him?
is he dead or alive?"
ooh, he's sure alive from the noise
he makes, and he'll stay where he is
until you get him! Come on out and
get him-we don't want him-he's
scarin' the chickens and everything
else on the farm!"
1t didn't take long, despite the
previous false alarms, for the Keeper"
to start on his new trail. He jumped
int car and drove post-haste out
into the country to find Lizzie
Brown" This was not difficult. for
Wentworth was alive with excitement
and the whole population seemed to
be making for the Brown farm two
miles from the>Tillage square.
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something she was keeping back. Sam
knew that He wouldn't have cared a
white bean, if only it didn't trouble
her, keeping it back. But it did. After
Sam had told her his train went the
same time hers did, Winnibel slid
away along the bench.
my hister Lubelle looks almost like
me-" she said suddenly. Sam knew
+ it was coming, the thing that was
troubling her. Were twins" said
Winnibel, "but we weren't anything
alike, except in looks, till-now. She's
going to marry the carpenter, and
she's trying to be more-Quiet-lik
memo, Sam, you've got to listen.
Sisters had lots of beaux till now,
I never had one. Honest, Sam. Boys
think I'm a-kid. Well! The only
man that bothers Lubelle now, send
ing her candy and things, you know,
is Mr.. Turner Trent Trent Ho wears
a monocle and cane He wrote to
her last week. She wrote me about it.
He said he didn't care if she was en-
gagged to a country pumpkin, he was
going to take her to holiday prom,
and he was coming West on the noon
train, the one I came on, you know
and he'd be on the lockout for Luz
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Behind a clump of bushes they
stopped at the sound of voices and
gripped each other with a warning
clasp.
Two glistening motor boats were
drawn up to the bank Bending over
the engine of one was Fred, while
Howard was fussing with the tiller
ropes of the other.
"They're-they're alone" Whispered
Annette.
J "Those-hussies- come yet"
hazarded Beth.
Just then Howard stood up. straight
and addressed his fellow culprit.
Gracious. Fred-aren't they two
beauties?' he enthused.
"You bet they are" agreed Fred.
Wont the girls be surprised"
Beth gasped and clutched Annette's
arm in vise-like grip.
"Oh-the hypocrites!" she Kissed.
A puzzled look crept into Annette's
eyes.
WHY believe-they're talking
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BY JoeIla Johnson

life, for that was what he would wish.
But in her heart she longed for the
opportunity to nurse him. To have him
in any condition, that was what she
wanted.
When Jim came he wakened the
hired man and took him with him in
case-but they all refused to think of
the possible needs for a second man.
Left alone the two women talked very
little. Her sister-in-law cried little
but she could not; her anxiety was too
deep for the relief of tears. She could
only walk the floor, stopping dozens Of
times at the window to strain her eyes
out into the night trying to pierce the
darkness for the sight of a car COM
ing to bring her some news.
ThA thin1 dau- Iaa sEA aat hv tina -uin-
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And there sure enough, was the
long lost leopard! Lizzie Brown, de-
mure miss of perhaps 80 Summers,
greeted the keeper kindly and led him
to veritable wild animal trap-an old
abandoned cistern in the rear of the
hog pen.
II heered a big noise out here early
this mornin," she explained, land me
and 'shep' went out to see what was
the matter. l jest saw something
jump, and then l heered the top Of
this old cistern give way, and down he
went, and I knowed by the big noise
that I'd caught a wild beast of some
kind, and then 1 remembered that
you'd lost leopard and that he was
s'posed to be prowlin' round in this
section somewhere. Then 1 drugged
some planks and covered up the hole
SOS ter make sure of him."
Just then Squire Raymond appeared.
"The citizens of Wentworth congrat-
ulate you" he said with great gusto.
you're the Joan of Arc of our COM
munity!"
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who continually snarled and showed
their teeth viciously, and threw them
selves against the bars of the cage and
frequently tore into it as though to
force their freedom to join their COM
panion, Juniper, in the hills around
Wentworth.
These fellows" explained the keep
er, aren't lambs or pussy cats, as you
can plainly see. They are leopards,
that's what they are, from the wilds
of India, and they never run from a
human being, and they amt afraid of
nothin'-they'd just as soon tear into
an army as to attack one lone man or
snatch hog from a hog pen!"
Attorney Raymond shook with ter
ror, and his eyes fairly bulged out
Of his head. Others in the crowd were
equally agitated, and their arms hung
Imply by their sides. Men" said the
keeper, 81 congratulate you upon the
courage you are displaying in volun-
teering to enter upon this dangerous
hunt tonight Theodore Roosevelt, if
he were living today, would give you
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IT was really very special Wednes-
day, trimming over with some
81 thing blissful that was on the
way. Besides, it was the day before
Thanksgiving. But Sam Otis, young
farmer from DanVille, took his usual
stand opposite the gates of track 10 at
the city west depot to wait for the
noon train from the east, just as if it
were an ordinary market-day Wednes-
day with nothing wonderful due to
happen at all.
For a year and more, Sam Otis had
kept this curious, futile tryst of his,
and, produce sold, here under the sta
ton roof, he had imagined he was
waiting to meet somebody he thought
a lot of. OF course nobody knew that
Sam was just making believe. So no
body called him foolish. He wasn't,
anyway. His up-to-date house and
gardens in the country, waiting for
somebody; the snug sum in the bank;
the wise, keen eyes proved that. But
Sam was lonesome. He missed his
mother, and he wasn't ashamed of it.
He didn't belong to anybody, and
heaven knew it didn't do any harm to
pretend, like kid, that he did. Be
sides, Thanksgiving time! Gee! But
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forever after. That's all. WinnibeI ?''
Winnibel nodded.
why did you keep up playing the
part?" asked Sam. afraid Trent
would turn up before your train
left?"
W!nnibel moved along the bench the
veriest little way. at hasn't been
playing part, has 1t, Sam? 1t couldn't
have been anybody else but you there
at the station. l forgot Lubelle and I
forgot Turner Trent Trent, and 7
wasn't afraid. I needed you, and I
looked anG there you were, just like.
home on Thanksgiving day."
You look at me like that and say
you're not engaged?" said Sam gently.
Still the concern in the blue eyes.
But, Sam you've got to believe didn't
like to f1irt with-him-and you've
got to believe I haven't been flirting
with-you."
II guess I'll manage to believe both
those things" said Sam husllily. ''And
I guess I'll go along to the prom with
you, and hire dress suit somewhere,
and buy you some yellow roses snd a
ring. Then you can send word you
aren't going to cook any more frills
for any Lavender Tea Rooms, and
you'd like your clothes sent, and we'll
get another ring, and go home for
Thanksgiving. Those are my plans
Winnibel."
Thanksgiving time - belonging
time" breathed Winnibel.
Come. We've got to catch that
train" said Sam in hushed voice.
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lame, indeed, to Annette-and depart
ed to keep his appointment with Fred.
She watched the tickle Fred join her
equally tickle Howard in front Of the
bungalow just down the street, land
two minutes later burst into Mrs.
Fred's kitchen with her tragic tale of
broken faith.
"Oh, Beth, what do you think? How
-Fred-o-o-o-h!"-
Her voice broke-ended in a wall of
misery.
Beth turned to Annette white face
from which the glow of happiness had
all departed.
81 know" she said with icy COM
posture What are we going to do
about it?"
"You know" quavered Annette, sur
prised in spite Of her personal worries.
"How did you find it out?"
Beth related it with the same cold
calm
81 stepped into Fred's office this aft
ernoon-he was talking with Howard
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~ ADIATING the perfect joy of a
* happily married young woman,
Annette stepped noiselessly
through the open doorway and into the
dark hall with the ecstacy of sue
cessful shopping tour still animating
her immaculate little person. Then
she stopped short, as her heart de-
scended toward her feet and brought
up somewhere miles below with a
sickening thud.
Howard, her adoring husband, was
talking unguardedly into the tele-
phone, blissfully unconscious of her
presence. 1t wasn't the fact that How
ard was talking into the telephone that
made Annette's heart sink-it was
what he was saying.
ALI right,-you take Hester and
I'll take Mollie. Same place of course
where we left 'em Tuesday night.
But it's absolutely the last time, Fred
II don't want Ann to get wise
think she's suspicious now. That paint
I got off of Mollie's nose nearly gave
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me away"
Annette reeled at this and managed
somehow to get outside without being
discovered.
She was stunned for a moment, then
righteous indignation stiffened her
spine and drew her pretty mouth into
straight, hard line.
The brute! The abominable hypo-
critic! And with woman like this
Mollie person who painted her nose!
1t took Annette fully Is minutes in a
secluded corner of the vine-covered
porch to regain control of her feel
ings enough to face her husband with
the desired equanimity, but it was
with popular song coming lightly
from her trembling lips that she
tripped gaily into the house.
Howard greeted her with his usual
big hug and kiss which nearly broke
the rigid iron of her resolve-to catch
him in the act.
After the dishes were washed he adj
vanced' lame excuse-it sounded very
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With sense of foreboding, he tore
it open and read:
your cruel faithle5sness is break
ing my heart. 1 have gone home to
mother. 1t is useless to follow me-
my lawyer will arrange Immediately
fo- divorce. ANNETTE"
Stunned, he leaned against the stair.
case for support, unable to grasp the
meaning of it.
Just then Fred burst into the hall
with a like missive, waving it wildly in
front of him.
Howard looked at his friends face
and passed hand YEARLY across a
troubled brow.
my heavens. yours, too?" he groan-
ed.
1t was five minutes before they
could talk coherently, then Fred sat
down heavily on the bottom stair.
"I-rather guess-we're behind In
this surprise game, old man." he said
hoarseIy.
Came an audible smoker from the
living room and Howard sprang across
the threshold and turned on the light.
Seated on the couch with their arms
about each other and two radiant faces
turned to the light were the two fem
mime imps.
Who's ahead now?' gurgled An
nette.
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Belonging Time

1t was worse than lonesome then!
The II train crawled along track Is,
rolled, clanked, stopped. Sam pressed
nearer the gates. 1t was a pal-sort of
girl>with frank smile and strong little
hands Sam was waiting for today.
He'd know her. He'd dreamed about
her enough-and heavens! There she
was now, getting off the second car.
She looked scared, as if she expected
somebody who wasn't there. Hover
ing over her was a too well-dressed
youth with too possessive smile. Sam
squared his shoulders and stepped
through the open gate, and tben-well,
even Sam, in spite Of his dreams, was
not wholly prepared for what hap
pened next
Glad to see you. Here's my bag"
she said sweetly. please take me
somewhere where there's a pumpkin
pie and fireplace"
Sam didn't even wait to wither the
obnoxious youth.
II knew you'd take care of me-" said
the girl. 81 like you"
Thanks" breathed Sam, blissfully.
II like you, too. My names Sam Otis. -
He took her to the most "Thanksgiv-
ingly" place on the street, all browns
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dow thinking how she would go on
with the hogs and not allow Georges
reputation to decrease, a sound just
like that of their car caused her to
look up in time to see her husband
step out of it. Then Mr.. George
Woner came into his living room.
Where were you? Three days and
I thought you were dead. I thought
you were dead
Never mind" her husband exclaim-
ed. Just come and see what have
for you in the car" Obediently Mrs.
Woner looked into the machine while
her husband. standing beside her.
proudly exclaimed. There she is the
prize hog of last years state fair!
Amt she beauty aaA worth going
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