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The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1922-01-07

:. The Catroffc omen Of Missoula
aressto be comm eff1ed for their demand
for Legislation TO- repeal. the loose di!
vorce@ laws Of, Montana" 'r -, T. ~
Recently, the Missouliah called pub.
lie attention to the shamefiila fact that
Montana grants more. divorces in pro
portion to its population than any
state in the Union except Nevada. II
is. a, disgraceful, condition of affairs
and remedy must. be found { for it.
IF the clubwomen, and the church or:
CARNATIONS will follow the action OF
the Missoula branch of the National
Catholic Women's League, the next
Legislature will be compelled Ito. listen
to the demand land will enact laws
that will protect the home from this
sdisruptive Influence. -. =
/ Every Montanan, with: pride in the
standing of his state, will aid this
movement. Ill.,. - T.. T. 81 @'..-. >
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PUT AN END TO THIS. J.

Alta recent meeting. Of the Missonla
branch of the National Catholic Won
ems Leagues the foil owl lg tEe solutions
were passed. says the Daily Nilsson,
liam: ysf'e' r. = = r =.
Whereas, the home is; the foundation
of society; and g.. .,,,fs In. ..''''
Whereas, anything tending to dis
rupt the home is inimical to the best
interests. of society; and 80 ..'.'... ..
Whereas, the Catholic Church
throughout the. ages has been .unbend
ing in its attitude of the preserva
tion of the i home; "a: :: ''-'.:
Therefore be 1t resolved that, in
Wow of the alarming increase of di
vorce in Montana; the Missoula
branch Of the Catholic, Women's
League go on record as favoring leg
! islation. that will safeguard the sancti
ty of thesRome. .-.-:~.. a..
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1922-01-07
OIL AS LEPRosY CURE.

So successful has Dr.. p. Hooper
been in the Fiji islands in the treat
ment of leprosy with chaulmOOgra oil,
that he reports to the Journal of Trop-
ical Medicine and Hygiene HOndon)
that in the years 1918 and 1919, %
patients were discharged on parole, Of
whom one returned, and he now has
six more apparently cured and ready
for discharge.
Doctor Hooper believes that all
cases of skin leprosy and some of the
nodular form can be cured by intra-
muscular injections of chattanooga
oil, cure or failure depending largely
upon how early the treatment begins.
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. r.. q 4.
Two col nodores, Barron and Decatur,
too: this method of settling personal
differences, and Decatur was Killed:
all OF which proved nothing, one wa,
or the other. Its hardly to be NoA
dered at that young officers sometime
follow the same absurd course, Mac
kenzie says that Alexander had a
piece of his chin shot away; but what
may have, happened to his antagonist,
We do not know. ,........ ..s =.
%AleNander met his, death in an at
tempt, not to. take life, but to save it.
During South American cruise a
party of young fellows from the squad
ron. set out in small boats for neigh
boring beach, intending to go in bath
ing. The beach provedjto be a treach-
erous one. and in the attempt to make
I a landing, one of the lads was carried
back BY the fierce. undertow: Without
a ! moments hesitation Alexander
| plunged. after his .comrade, but his
strength was soon exhausted and both
were drowned. Thus, just on the
threshold, OF :yonng manhood, passed
James Alexander Perry, a bright eX-
ample to all. scouts. He was an aver
age boy, of good: but, so, far as; We
know, not of brilliant capacity, who
oOeyed orders, did his duty, kept his
head, ;-was courteous. thoughtful,@ pa
| ttaotic. and brave He was ready for
tile emergencies that came. to him
! ind met / hem we'll; whether in war or
IN peace. At the end, he lost his life
While doing his 7best, against impos
sihle- odds. to save the life of another
Such story as his should not be
forgotten. = " =
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q DOUBT AsoUTf'HER LOVE

-. E.-. -. 2
llerehfs a sample OF why one woman.
i: I'D busy to be unhappily married,
as Is, +. writes it herself: 49,
"i}i,..; 80 o'clock breakfast is on the
. t,lbic,, Dad is ready, but where is the
.fool girl? Fad. you go ON and eat:
J. have, to get that child: ready for
She is standing on one foot,
holding her. stocking in her hand,
'T'Mother, if we caught a bluebird-
could I'VE, catch a bluebird, mother
b IT, YyesA dear; now lace up your shoe
while I&brush your hair, -, .....~ -.
&nl WE could give it to Dorothea; she
has ri cage j ,,:..f :.'-.~ - - !:
'i'Honey,, hurry up: You will be
late: THt,&i ~: !: . -.
r. :, 'Wells~I. want to catch a bluebird.
! Now. darling, brush: your teeth
while ]. fry dadqy,s eggs: ..,. .. 49,:
t'Did you brush your teeth?'
{ Do l have to-
-4-'f OF course: Do you want to be
ug!y,.I i u :: So; ~s j.: !:
wont get to go to parties if I
ami ugly?' ...
NO; but for goodness sake come
| to breakfast
T.: Mother dad cries, come and eat
With b m me- :. ! =.
: IT simply can't, dad. See that this
child gets Something inside her, will
Xoi III? - .Is.havef to dress little sister
Sfl els Dip. now ..::
+ ;'After dad and. the school girl go
i:si$tefS'-is made ready for breakfast
Mother puts the iron on to- heat. Sis
tier will not eat her cereal, and mCthCi
HAS 10 feed her The iron gets toe
hot. While it is cooling mother puts
+thh vacttttm cleaner to work 'On TIE
living room. She makes the beds. She
cleans the. house. She irons unit
II: 3d. ;, She hurries to- get lunch. She
PUSHES to finish a pair of: boomers
1 She makes button holes while the over
heats She makes a piesWhile sistc
pr aetieesy on the piano. She watches
small sister playing. She Shoes hom'
7 a ? Whooping cough child and rescuc
the piano; from an apple core. Sh
I never wonders if her husband love
her. She is too busy. She love
him or she would never, never, neve
mend his sox.''
The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1922-01-07

Let us calmly, gracefully, esweetly,
joyously go forth to fulfil our various
offices; and in a subdued, peaceful and
happy temper to encounter our trials.
So shall largeness of mind, adherence
of strife, clemency of criticism. alb
sence of suspicion, tenderness Of com
passion, and love of the brotherhood
be to us a tower of strength and a
fount of consolation now, in death,
and in the day of eternity Cardinal
Neacmda. >>~". :''%@- - a. -~...
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~
WHY =. HOMEMADE BOOZE j
t. !,DEADLY. 49,.

wood alcohol. This is learned i'm the
laboratories of Washington. The chem
list Doran says. that unless: beer is
brewed scientifically under the most
tleanly. conditions, bacteria is likely
to be abundant. Every one knows the
dangers of pricking the flesh with a
pin. Poison from the copper in, the
pin is liable to cause blood poison.
The same danger turks in the home
brewers copper still. The thirsty
these days take desperate chances. ::
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AMusEME EMIT For YOUNG.

Young people must have amuse
ment," Father Scott says. IF they
do not have: the right kind they will
have the harmful Kind 1t is all very
well for parents and elders, to say.
Don't do this and Don't do that.
Such advice or direction is waste of
breath unless we point out what they
may do instead. 1t is not enough to
forbid harmful entertainment, we
must also furnish what is safe and
profitable. -...
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Charity is our passport for heaven.
and since we know not when we shall
have to present our papers for exam
ination, we, must nave them in order
---Kddume Cecilia. ..-
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Large,
ih ot tSsG' fd This
3 ILLUSTRATED nwh WITH
q 10 T.,
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sent, the. children ought to attend the
secular schools without the. permits
sion of fathers and mothers
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1922-03-03
When Oscar Bennett Stepped into the
Hut, He Uttered an Oath.

Then Oscar smiled at Evelyn, a tri
umphant, insulting smile.
$50 you thought 1t best to mind me-.
my lady," he laughed. 81 guess after
u while you'll come to know l mean
what l say"
Eve tried to speak but could not.
Polly squeezed her arm encouraging,y.
You're a mean duffer, Oscar" size
thrust in. "Your woman's scared Of
you, that's all. Try bein' better, an
see how she likes it."
"She's got a good right to be id
scared" grunted Bennett. "Now out
with it, Eve. What's the rumpus? Yea
haven't sent me a cen for a month"
With shaking fingers Evelyn pushed
back her wind-blown hair.
u couldn't get any money, Oscar"
she walled. MY allowance is all gone.
l gave every cent of it to you. You
know very well mother won't give me
any more"
She had one card left to play, ami
she hoped it would take the trick.
II might as well tell you," she n
tinued, the steel in her eyes wipirg
away the blue. Mother hasn't II
money. All l thought we had elongs
to Cousin Bob"
She ceased speaking and waited an
instant to note how her news struc
her husband. He flung up a clenched
fist.
The devil take you, Eve :" he cried.
Don't try to put anything over on me
like that. You're the biggest liar In
TOmpkins county"
That he partly believed her showed
In his manner
I'D never "a married you if I'd a
known that two years ago" Oscar as
serted hoarsely. "You can be dead
certain of that, my lady. You were
pretty careful to keep your money
troubles to yourself. Sit down. both OF
you! You're ~shivering like two cats
lmpulsively Evelyn went toward him
"Oh, Oscar, listen, listen TO me- she
said, trying to steady her voice. 81
want to be free. l can't, I can't live
this way any longer"
A coarse oath fell from BENEFITS
lips.
you don't need to-" he shouted
You got a home to come ton,
home. You can do the work my OLE
mothers doing. It's your job, not hers
You're my wife, by ginger, and as
said to Pollyop here, you live with me
or you pay up. l don't give a tinker
On which you do"
His voice grew deep as he finished
J and an evil, haunting smile drew VI
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1922-03-03
CHAPTER VI.

Twice had the golden sun sunk in
a welter of splendid colors behind
West hill, and twice had the warmth
Of his rising scattered the mists from
the lakeside since the encounter in the
hut, and Polly Hopkins was making
ready for her daily walk through the
Silent City.
1t was her custom to go among the
squatters and give them courage, to
tell them that they had a right to
their homes, to food, and warmth. How
her girls heart ached for their dumb
misery! Surely the squatters had suf-
fered in the past year! Many a boy
had been taken from his home and
sent to France, and many a mother
had crept about the settlement with
grief-worn face, waiting for news from
over the sea.
Pollyop understood what war meant,
The squatters were always at war
Granny Hope had explained to her
that, whenever people fought and were
cruel to n another, hat was war.
Hadn't she warred but two nights ago
with Oscar Bennett?
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1922-03-03
Continued from Last Week.
SYNOPSIS.

CHAPTER L.-Occupying a dilapidated
ment near Ithaca, New York, Polly HOP
kins lives with her father, small Jerry,
and an old woman, Granny Hope. On an
adjacent farm, Oscar Bennett, prosperous
farmer, is a neighbor. He is secretiy
married to Evelyn Robertson, supposedly
wealthy girl of the neighborhood. Polly
alone knows their secret. Marcus Mac
Kenzie, who owns the ground the squat
ters occupy, is their determined enemy.
Polly oVerhears a conversation between
Mackenzie and a stranger, in Wnlch tne
former avoWs his intention OF driving the
%Bquatters from his land. The stranger
sympathizes with the squatters' anu
earns Polly's gratitude.
CHAPTER II.-Evelyn Robertson as
covers from her mother that they are not
rich, as she supposed, but practically nv
ing on the bounty of Robert PerclVai'
Evelyn's cousin.
CHAPTER Iu.-Polly learns from Eve
lyn that the sympathetic stranger is Rob-
ert Percival. Evelyn charges Pony with
q message to Bennett, telling MIN she can
give him no more money, n urging MIN
to be patient. She already bitterly re-
grets her i~nfatuation with n marriage
to the ignorant farmer.
CHAPTER IV.-Polly conveys her mes
sage, and Oscar makes threats. lie IN
slsts Evelyn meet him that night. Polly
has her father and Larry Bishop, a squat
ter who has .Iered from the enmlty OF
Mackenzie, tax an oath to do him no
injury.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1922-03-03

She had not seen him since, n the
main and humiliation he had dealt her
had beer ~nghtened by Granny Hopes
assurances that love was the leveler
Of hate. SO Polly, having QUANTITIES.
of love and sympathy to spare, sent II
broadcast over the hopeless ones IN
the settlement and promptly put Us
car BENEFITS cruelty out of her mlnd.
She did not even remember sometimes
how much the milk Oscar had be-
erudgingly given her was missed IN
the shack. To offset that deprivation
she was free from him and the ugly
~ouarrels she had had to settle almost
daily between him and Evelyn.
This morning, while Daddy Hopkins
was in Ithaca, Pollyop started out
with her many loves for a walk. On
her shoulder percheJ Wee Jerry; at
her side. in stately dignity, stalked the
billy goat, and tied to n of her arms
by a small rope gamboled Mamie
Lamb Hopkins.
Through the Silent City she wan
dered, helping people here and there
TO see the sunny side of things. Be-
yond the row of shacks was the fence
Marcus Mackenzie had erected to
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1922-03-03

ter a while. "She's about the most
Hl~y-lIvered woman I ever saw"
For the space of a few seconds Polly
looked at the speaker. Then:
"I'm thinkin' she amt lovin' you no
more. Oscar, an a woman without love
III her amt worth nOthin'."
There was no smile on the lovely
face when the words were finished.
She had spoken the truth, and oscar
Bennett knew 1t.
"I've been a fool, l guess" he ejac-
ulated, "a perfect fool! I might better
"a married you, Pollyop. Since you
was knee high to a grasshopper, I've
had a leaning toward you. BY now I'd
had a home and some comfort"
His glowing eyes we're upon her,
and for an instant Polly lost her
breath.
IT wanted to 'fess up to you this
morning. Poll" Oscar ran on. Its
a funny thing, but I reckon I care
more for your little finger than for
Ewes whole body. Maybe some day
after | get all her cash ~
Polly coughed down a lump that
persisted in coming up in her throat.
"You needn't spiel lovin's to me, Os-
car" she gulped, IAN l believe in be-
in honest. So, before your woman
comes. | might as well give you a bit.
of nv mind. If l owned you from your
car to your boots. I wouldn't use you
for a doormat in front of Daddy's
shanty!"
He shot a look of amazement. The
confident smile faded from his face,
and his lips sagged at the corners.
Then he arose to his feet.
"I been thinking about you all day"
he broke forth. you've got every
thing-looks, action and brains. l
want you, Pollyop and I'm going to
kiss you this time, so help me GodF
He took a step toward her and Polly
scrambled up. Just at that moment
Evelyn Robertson entered. Oscar Ben
nett turned swiftly, and Polly, very
pale, placed herself at Ewes side. And
as the wind foamed the lake to fury
and shook Granny Hopes forsaken lit
tie hut, the man and two girls stood
silent a long. tense minute.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1922-03-03

the FlCCuTes ne 1TedIcSt motHSI
in the World"
keep the squatters from t~respassing
on his woodland, and in front Of it
Polly Hopkins stood. A bill poster
had passed and left on the fence a pic
ture that caught her attention.
1t was a beautiful woman, her eyes
saddened with tears, and she looked
straight out of exquisite coloring at
the wide-eyed squatter girl. In her
arms was a withered, sick, little man,
and Pollyop knew that somewhere over
the ocean an enemy, perhaps a man
like Old Marc, had hurt him. The
woman held him close as she looked
at Polly, and for a moment the girls
eyes stung with tears. Then she went
closer to the fence and spelled out the
words under the picture: "The Great
est Mother in the World"
All! SO she was, this protector of
the hurt and the sick! The Red Cross
poster carried its wondrous message
~ the very bottom Of the squatter
girls heart
A sound, close at hand, caused her
to turn swiftly. A man on horseback
had drawn up on the side of the road.
The blood came In swift leaps to
Polly's face. There was the "beauti-
full angel" looking down upon her!
What could she do but stare back at
him? In another instant he had dis
mounted and vas coming toward her.
Jerry slid from her shoulders to the
ground. Pollyop's hand clasped his;
but she did not speak. What had hap
pened to her "angelY" He looked diff
ferent more like the other men she
occasionally saw on horseback. That
was it! He was not wearing the olive
orab uniformi To add to her confu-
sion Robert Percival was smiling at
her in the most friendly way. Then
ne glanced up at the picture, his fine
face saddening.
"The Greatest Mother in the World,
little girl" he said, and he smiled
again.
"The Greatest Mother in the World"
repeated Pollyop, in awed tones.
Does that mean she's mother to the
sQuatter kids what was hurt In the
war, mister?"
eyes," he replied after a short pause.
Eyes, it means that, and more. She's
mother to every hurt boy and brings
comfort to every n on earth that
needs help"
"Golly, she's some mother, amt
she?" breathed Polly soberly. "She's
beautiful too. Squatter mammies has
too many kids to stay handsome like
her." She made a backward motion
with her thumb toward the fence and
searched his face gravely.
A choking sensation in Roberts
throat made him cough. The girls
statement was like a charcoal draw
Ing in which a few broad lines tell the
whole story. He felt his interest In
her increase. She was the q%uaintest.
prettiest and most solemn child he had
ever seen. Yes, he knew she was an
inhabltant of the Silent City by tbe
clothes she wore, and the thin how
legged child, to say nothing of the be-
w~hiskered goat and woolly lamb that
were with her.
What's your name?' he inquired.
Just ~Pollyop," was the answer.
Polly Hopkins. My daddy is ,Jere-
miah Hopkins, the mayor of his set.
tlement."
Surely Robert remembered voru
well Mackenzie speaking of Hopkins.
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1922-03-03

and he remembered too the nai1,..
invitation over a hut door as IL
were before his eyes. Looking Pol,.
owe from the top of her curly baasa
the tips of her bare feet, he decIa',
that she had written it.
Question after question he luny !,
her, and answer after answer con
from Polly's lips. She told him wbo.'
she lived, and how she cooked -
beans, bacon and fish Daddy Honkr'
provided; how cold it was in n.
shanty when the cruel north win
swept up the lake; and how wet |,
was when the rain fell and clamn,
fogs shrouded the world in gray bo.
Granny Hope was sick with pains 81.
gave him an inside view of life in n,
Silent City. Long before she had an
ished her recital, Percivals courtae,
had put her at her ease, and she wa,
chattering like a maybe.
"Can l do something for you. Poll,
Hopkins?' queried Robert, as she fin
jshed telling about life in the souat
ters' city.
She flung out both hands in a Com.
prehensive gesture as much as to ssy
he could see for himself how much sbs
needed.
"Sure, sure you cam" she said with
fierce emphasis. "YOu can make Oh
Marc leave us squatters be. You,n
bigger'n he isl The squatters need
you awful bad"
Her voice broke. Robert took a Ion,
breath. OF course he could help th,
girl and her people. He would, tool
AS far as money gave power, he could
equal and surpass Marcus Mackenzie.
81 did try to talk sense into Nj.
MacKenzie's head" he returned pres.
entity, "but now 1 will make him leave
you alone"
In spite of the curved lips about
which a smile lurked, there was appre.
hension in her voice when she asked.
Can you lick i'm to a finish, mis-.
ter?"
Eyes, I think I could" laughed Rob.
ert; but it won't be necessary"
"Then l see us Silent City folks
bein' happy again." sighed Polly. I'VE
got a awful lot of things an folks to
take care of here"
Robert made a sweep with his arm
that encompassed the group before
him.
you have, evidently" he laughed.
AN l got more home" interjectei
Polly. 81 got Daddy Hopkins an
Granny Hope-an' this brat is ny
brother, an this goat is Billy Hopkins
an this lambs Nannyop. oh, sure,
sir, I've got a hull lot to love in this
good old CITY,"
Polly made an upward motion with
her hand toward the picture on the
fence.
"She's got a bunch to love, too" she
said softly. "Ain't She?"
He walked to her side and contem'
plated with her the pictured woman
making her silent appeal to them fol
the wounded boy in her arms.
"Of course she has," answered Per
cival reverently. "She's the Creates
Mother in the yus2rld, Polly Hopkins
anu-and@" mr- gaze rvpreG~6pe
her, and he continued. "and you're IL
Iittlest mother in the world"
A glad smile widened the girls lips
All the fear that had been as a tOl
weight upon her had fallen away. Sh'
wanted to pay him the highest compli
'ment she knew. When he had mount
ed. she told him gently:
"Some day you'll he the biggest an
most beautifulest daddy in the world
.Good-by."
Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1922-03-03
CHAPTER VII.

To describe Oscar Benefits rage
when he left the two girls in Granny
Hopes shack would indeed be a task.
Of late Evelyn had ceased to attract
him. In the excitement Of the court
ship he had put his best foot forward
and for a time after the marriage ne
had found a great satisfaction In the
thought that she was his. When the
glamor of their secret honeymoon
time had worn off, and the farmers
crude, cruel nature had been disclosed,
Evelyn's mad infatuation had disap'
peared in terror-stricken horror.
AS Evelyn was finding in Marcus
Mackenzie a mate more to her TASTE
Benefits primitive passions had burst
into a sudden flame for Polly Hopkins
The squatter girls scorn of him, her
drawing ridicule, only made him de-
sire her the nor
A couple of days after the nign'
scene with the girls, he left his house
and took his way to the lake. ne
crossed his fodder lot and plungeu
into the Mackenzie forest which lay
between the railroad tracks and ue
water. In his pocket he had a letls
for Evelyn. He intended to kill wv
birds with one stone. If he could nnu
Polly Hopkins alone, he would tell ne
the decision he had come to and y"
her the note to deliver.
Oscar did not relish entering wv
Silent City by the highway
squatters hated him as much as "
did them, more, in all probability; aps
1t was his habit to give the settiem'p,
a wide berth. If he discovered any
them on his land, with the exceppO.
of Polly Hopkins, he drove them avn.
furiously. Oscar was one of those WV
would rather have produced rot ~
his land than give it to the Needy
Before vaulting the
fence, the sound of people taiKlns r. r.
the other side halted him. PoliyOp'
voice came distinctly to him, ana o.
voice, a mans, answered
The deep well-bred tones Bennett w.
sure did not belong to a squatter'
listened carefully to pick up the
port of the conversation. The pas
voice mumbled something aDou.
mother. In response, the squa'
girls tones fell upon his ear:
day you'll he the biggest an NJ.
beautifulest daddy in the world.
followed the rush of departing hoV
Jealousy tore at the eavesdroppei
did not take him long to get TO the IVY
Of the fence.
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