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The public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1913-1968, 1922-01-07
MRS. THOMAS KELVIN DIES,

Mrs. Thomas Kelvin, wife OF the Alb
erdeen shoe merchant, died at her
home in that town Saturday morning
following a stroke Of paralysis on last
Sunday. She is survived by her hus-
band. The arrangements for the fu-
neral have not yet been made.
The public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1913-1968, 1922-01-07
SOUTHERN METHODIST
CHURCH REVIVAL SUNDAY.

The pastor and congregation Of the
First Southern Methodist church have
been spending much time during the
past several weeks planning for the
revival which begins at that church on
Sunday. The evangelist is in Mays
Vile and great meeting is expected.
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BABY ISHMAEL.

Relatives here have been advised OF
the birth to Mr.. and Mrs. Fantley Ish-
mael, formerly of this city, at their
home al Marion, Ind, of a fine baby
girl named Mary Margaret Ishmael.
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ability, faithfulness and willingness
shown in the performance of their du-
ties. l also wish to extend thanks to
the Chief Of Police and members of
the police department for assistance
rendered at fires.
Respectfully submitted,
R. M. NEWELL,
Chief OF Fire Department.
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sEvENTIETH SERIES

Now open in The Mason County
Building and Savings Association. No
initiation fees, no monthly dues. AL
ways has paid in good dividends. APP
ply to T. NJ Russell, Secretary; R. X.
Hoeflich Treasurer. or w. w. Kinsler,
Assistant Secretary. 4Jan4t
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FOUND CRITICALLY ILL.

Mr.. John Housh was found Saturday
morning in a hay loft at his home IN
the county in an unconscious condi-
tion. He is thought to be critically Ill.
Physicians are enable to. learn the
cause Of his illness.
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Information Saturday from the bed
side of Mr.. James Seeley, who is i'll
at Cincinnati hospital, is to the eff
feet that he is improving satisfactorily
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BABY MORGAN,

Born, Friday, to Mr.. and Mrs. Chas.
Morgan, of Union street, ten-pound
baby boy. George Davis. Mother and
babe doing nicely.
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MACHINE KICKS;
ARM IS BROKEN

Mr.. Fritz, Ripley automobile dri, or,
suffered broken right arm Saturday
morning when his automobile which
he was cranking on the local river
grade kicked him.
The public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1913-1968, 1922-01-07

Miss Alma Furlong, of Cincinnati, is
visiting her parents, Mr.. and Mrs. ].
B. Furlong of Fifth street.
The public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1913-1968, 1922-01-07

New Player Plano Rolls, Is cents
and up. Richard Spaniard Co., Nelson
building 16Dec-tf
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January 10th Is the Last day for dis
count on telephone bills. sJan7t
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January 10th is the last day for dis.
count on telephone bills. 9Jan7t \
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Buy in Maysville. II pays
The Washington times., 1922-07-02
ORIGINAL MEANING
OF RED-LETTER DAY
!. J. is BEING FORGOTTEN
Flags, Speeches and FlrecrackerS Mean Moth
Ing, Declares Noted Woman Writer-Real
Patriotism Best Exercised i'm Refutmg Freak
=. Notion That English Have Greater Culture.

come suit cases. tennis rackets.
sandals. and the lines form In the
railroad offices and the holiday
trains pant forth loaded to the last
half seat.
This is all good. Of course. rs far
as It goes. The old catechisms tell
us that man is a creature COM
posed OF body and SOUL" and the
body must have it's hour. Any
foreigner. watching us. must feel
his blood stir when he hears the
cannon crackers banging down q
tree-shaded village street, when he
sees the red. white and blue 60 UP
on the family flagpoles, and whom
Washington's benign face. wreath
ed in undying laurel, occupies the
front page Of every paper in the
Union.
Mon Dieu~ Tor "Sapristir' or
"Himmel und Erde" as the case
may be) such a one must say to
himself. They still remember.
these Americans. They still care!"
But this. after all. is the letter.
And what Of the spirit that alone
giveth life?
ARE WE REALLY IGNORANT3
Are most of us really SO ignorant
as to believe that the European
countries are Just like America.
only with galleries and culture and
precedence and mellowed old
beauty added?
These are what we see when we
20 to them; but surely 1t Is a cas-
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TT Err maids were capped and
. aproned: her butler was In
IAA livery. She had her French

TT Err maids were capped and
aproned: her butler was In
&A livery. She had her French
grandfather's arms upon her linn
CUISINE, and her two girls were in q
6wiss school. She broadened her
vowels. and said "Directlyr' and
SRatherr' where you and might
say "Comingr' and "of coursel'
Cd. But could bear all that: she vas
rich. and our rich women do all
that. It wan when. in speaking to
the nurse. she called her grandson
- ''Marster Baby" that I began to
set angry.
England has spoiled me-" she
explained then. 'It's 10 wonderful
there; one comes back to America
feeling . perfect savase"
1t Ia an unfortunate thing that
the Fourth Of July has come to
mean. to most Of US. something cx-
tremely material. 1t stands nown-
days supremely and primarily al q
holiday. a break in the routine.
"What'll we do over the Fourth"
say fifty million voices in late
June, and fifty million minds begin
10 form visions Of thermos bottles.
paper napkins, bathing suits,
beaches. woods, chocolate layer
cake and tons and tons Of ice cream.
I'VE want you all for the Fourth
save US the Fourth-don't forget
that next week is the Fourth"
scribble the hospitable hostesses
from Santa Cruz to Duxbury. Out
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THOSE WHO THINK \
AMERICA NOT O. K. !.
q. SHOULD MOVE OF
Our Ex-Patriate'S Ambition is to Rise In Soctl
World as Her Income TncreaSeS-But SN
Cannot Fulfill That Dream In England, fOi
She will Never "Belong."

law. with . few superficial differ.
ences. Men respect women in Eng
land. and children are precious.
There 10 our familiar moral code
in England. And there are Eu.
ropean countries In whicn
woman's blood boils, seeing how
other women and their children
are held. There are streets. even
in the great cities. through which
decent womanhood may not walk.
There are laws. deeply bound into
the very heart of the country. more
blind and cruel than any our
country has ever known.
WOMEN AMERICAS MAKERS.
However, most Of US American
women really love our country.
and believe in her. and would
rather live here than anywhere
else in the world. And for US It IL
time that the Glorious Fourth
meant more than bunting and Ice
cream. We must either be true to
our great traditions. and quick In
defense Of them. or we must
change our laws BY patriotic and
concerted attention to whatever
we feel Is wrong.
We cannot change Europe, but
we are the makers Of America.
Where, in the great river Of her
world generosity and far sight, her
greatness and her goodness, is she
making mistakes? What may
Europe honestly criticize in our
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It 10 almost impossible to tell
how far away are these grunts;
whenever you hear them you are
always inclined to think the lion
II behind tho next bush. To hear
| them from our camp made US
eager 70 spend . night in the brush
and see the night life Of tho Jungle
snd ~ for lions.
Tho way to try for lions at night
% to kill an antelope about half a
mile from where you want to use
Il and have It dragged that half
mile to leave a good trail; then
you stake 1t down in front Of o
thicket, where you conceal your
self and wait.
You try to arrange the scene 10
the moonlight will be on the bait.
with q clear background against
which the lion WIN show up we'll
10 when he comes to dine. You pile
as much fresh brush as you can
artistically upon your thicket. or
BONA" for the lion can see as
well by night rs by day, and you
leave a peephole for outlook and
your gun,
You have to get into the bona
by sundown, for the moment. the
first gray shadows creep over the
plain comes that snuffling grunt.
And then you sit perfectly still and
wait for twelve hours.
HUNT FOR LIONS, BUT
ONLY GAME Is MOSQUITOES.
Before Monsieur Flamand left
~. Mr.. Bradley went out one night
with him. but, though they heard
lions all night. they had no chance
at a shot, except at mosquitoes.
We had no mosquitoes at all in
our camp, but this was six or eight
miles away by water hole IN the
brush. However. q water hole was
q good place for game, so the next
night Mr.. Akeley, Miss Miller and
we two Bradleys went again TO the
same bona to try our luck.
II was q natural thicket, re-en.
forced with greenery 80 the lions
wouldn't see us too easily. and the
clearing within the thicket was 90
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ual traveller indeed who does not
come home fully realisins that old
customs, old brick walls and old
societies are based almost without
sxception). upon old abuses, old
stupidities and old mistakes.
Medieval towns are exquisite to
the eye until one remembers the
taxes and tortures Of three and
four hundred years ago. And the
soft. respectful voices of English
servants do not please an Arneri.
can visitor who has a sudden hot
realization that this humble middle.
aged woman who Is bringing tea
really feels herself the superior Of
the healthy rich young person who
Is lying before the fire waiting
for Il.
Do you want. American women
who 90 blindly try to bring back
into our country the very abuses
our forefathers fought to destroy.
do you really want to re-estahlish
them here3 II you do. you should
spend this Fourth Of July In bed
In a darkened room.
IMPORTED BUNK.
America Is our mother, But We
do not love our mothers for the
bustles of the eighties. or the
fibre -chamois" Of q decade later.
Flags. speeches, firecraekers and
Ice cream are proof Of nothing:
love--and patriotism is love-is ma
tional life. There are thousands
of US who would turn sick. who
would see red" II some outsider
tore down and trampied upon our
flag. and yet. who sit back stupid
and ignorant, year after year. and
allow a certain kind of American
traveler'to pour into our ears such
superficial nonsense as this:
We've no leisure class. you
know, and Europeans simply de-
spise us. One feels 80 ashamed
when they laugh at US for our pro-
vincialism. They do things 30
wonderfully; polish. you know.
They think We are simply money
makers monsy'l do anything
here, they say. And what can one
answer?-remembering this caste
and their old mansions where gen
erations have lived and died! Think.
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~ 4TH SHOULD MEAN MORE TO AMERICANS THAN SPORTS H.
- CHOCOLATE CAKE AND ICE CREAM SAYS KATHLEEN NORF

and the titles and the coats-of-arms
humbly into line. This particular
consideration. as a matter OF fact.
means less to America than to any
other nation. -
But we are too ignorant to an.
swsr them. and so we believe them.
We have a vague idea that English
titles and caste and servants are
extremely nice things. and that we
are nationally inferior where tho
arts and graces are concerned. and
that we have no business to speak
at all when Europe's culture ts un-
der discussion.
SHOULD LIVE IN ENGLAND.
Now. we can learn something
from every country-from England,
from Turkey. from Zanzibar.
dare say. But that 10 a very
different thing from taking what IL
superficial and even censurabis In
any other country and madly and
blindly admirins that
Whatever their good points. ours
is the greatest country In all the
world. ! say this in no boaAtful
sense; We have our faults. But we
can claim all the good points Of
every country. because we are the
composite OF them all. And we
were born under a great C6nstitu.
ton. q revolutionary Constitution
that made all men equal and all
men free.
A woman who really feels that
English domestic custom II pref
cradle to American should by all
means 60 and live in England.
She will find herself. after the
first few thrilling months. infinitely
more bound than she 10 here. and
she win find that the iron law Of
caste that holds her cook always a
cook will hold that cooks mistres,
az firmly placed. not far above her.
In the social scale.
Our expatriate's ambition may
be (what 1t might be in any Ameri.
can city, to rise in the social world
as her income rises. But nct
in England may she fulfill that
dream. She will never belong"
And Of them all England is most
like us, as far as civic and social
freedom 60!
England's law practically Is our
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HYENA LAUGHS AS ]
SHOT BORES HEART q
OF JUNGLE LIONESS
Yelping JackalS Tease Wounded Animal.
Roars Mingle With Strange Noises of Night
and Stir Blood of ListenerS-Search Fails to-
Reveal Death Spot.

which had been curved like an
Arab steed's, when I heard
Martha's rifle go Noff like the in
carnation Of all noise into the
stiffness; I got a glimpse then OF
q huge lion, heavy named, loom
ing before US At an angle to
which I tried in vain to jerk my
gun, and that same instant the
roar of Herbert's big gun followed
Marthas Springfield. and the
smoke from II obscured the
scene.
There was q thud Of sallopins
feet. When lion stalks into
you he is silence itself, but when
he gallops his padded feet hit the
ground as hard as a horses. And
then we heard roars. horrible
roars. He was at our left, In the
brush. evidently badly wounded.
The roars became groans. dy.
ing down spasmodically. 1t 10 a
wretched thing to hear q wounded
beast groan. but one can fortify
oneself by remembering the vio-
lence by which he lives, the ruth
less clawing down Of antelopes.
And tonight, remembering those
sncircling grunts, those dim
shapes gliding from bush to bush,
I knew just how the poor ante
Iope felt, milling about bewilder-
edly, their noses strained. their
TANKS quivering with fearful ex-
pectation.
We heard fainter and fainter
noises from the wounded lion, and
shriu above them the vixenish
yelpins taclssls teasing him. And
then the groans died away. We
pressed Martha's hands excitedly.
She had her lion. we felt sure.
And he was . big fellow with .
fine mans.
This was at . o'clock. One BY
one the other hours went by,
with lion calls now far. now near.
The moonlight was marvellous.
We saw jackals steal out to the
kill. and hyenas and two swift.
catiike creatures. either lsopards
or servai cats. Out In the brush
a hyena laughed horribly. All
the night noises and all the night
life Of the Jungle want on about
US az they had been going on
from the beginning Of time.
It had z wild fascination that
stirred the blood. II was Beauty
and Night and Violence. Every
time q lion sounded near excite
msnt held W tense. AZ II ! was
holding the watch alone and I
walked the others silently 10 sss
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ediy silent: I have seen this hap
pen. to my lasting sdification and
satisfaction. We could tell them
why George Washington was a
great liberal leader. as we'll as .
warrior and statesman. We could
prove that everywhere In the world
especially in the sort Of society
that travellers meet-money is the
one potent social argument. the
one thing that brings the coronets
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class you know and Europeans simply despise One
feels ashamed when they laugh at for provincial
ism. They do things so wonderfully polish, you know
woman who really feels that English domestic Gus
tom IL preferable to American, should by all means 60
and live in England And she viii find that the iron law
of caste holds her cook always cook will hold that
cooks misrsm firmly placed, not far above her, in
the social scale
We can still admire and borrow from our neighbors
across the But let borrow gold not brass coin
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ing Of our politics, and our Presi-
dent. you know-well. Helen and
I were simply dumbP
Now what would the mere physl-
cal act Of trampling upon the COL.
ors really be beside this3
why don't We answer themf
Well. In the first place we are
not informed.
We could easily enough secure
facts that would render them amaz-
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the servals. They fell backwards
suddenly. and then we stiffened.
HERBERT KILLS HUGE
LION WITH ONE SHOT.

HERBERT KILLS HUGE a,
LION WITH ONE SHOT.
At our left lion appeared. walk
ing past the thicket to the kin, as,y
silent as a picture on a screen. Hej
seemed tremendous. The dark
outline Of him against the tighterA
grass and sky was a perfect thing.
q great, calm. arroganty assured
presence. Majestic is the word for |
lions. They appropriate IL. Her |.
bert waited till he had sure atm
and shot. The lion never knew
what struck him. The glng
drowned his roar. .
There Is no way to tell Of The.
tense excitement Of such q no.y
ment. The nerves thrill WITH the
old, primitive passions Of the tirnS
when life was cast on die. Tho
countless generations that have /
stalked their prey stir through us.
And the blood that loves TO racs
and thrill and 10 tired Of beating
tamely through . safe life quick. \
ems to exhilaration. .l-...
We never did get that first Hon !
OF Martha's, although we eearched
the coverts and watched for dayq
to see II the vultures gathered
That night the moon was not due
until after I. From 6'to i2ao ve
had been watching steadily and
uselessly through the dark. 4 Hon
had been grunting on our right, q,
apparently coming in toward the
hill. but for some time We had not.
heard him. We had aiternatsd
with tense concentration and re-
laxing disappointment. 4
Then, Just at .12:2o, in from tho
right came a great shadow, black
against the tightening night, still
as silence itself. Not twig crsck,a
ed under the padded paws, Not
leaf rustled. \
It was Martha's lion. ! held my
gun on him. waiting for her tsa
fire first. It seemed an stsrnity /.
until she shot. She chose her aim
with care. Then I followed. Thsre ,
was q tremendous roaring and the
lion was down; We saw the grests
bulk Of him In the shadow BE-
fore US; his roarings filled our ears.
He was fatally wounded-MarthaS
shot had penetrated the braSn-
but to prevent an escape ana .
difficult chase We fiaahsd the
searchiight out one pesphols whils
Herbert gave him the bic su1 -,
the heart,
rro Ne Continued Nent eun1syg
tcesyrisss is,s ~ n.sy uAss.s
1ssAsSS -
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absurd1y spacious that we spread
boughs for any weary ones to lie
upon during the night.
We had our porters carry out a
chop box and blankets to this re-
treat, then the porters left and we
ensconced ourselves and dined
sketchily within 1t. had q fore
boding at the time that the flavor
Of green onions and cheese was
not likely to help conceal our
presence.
We were surprised. as always,
by the swiftness Of the tropio
night, for at $50 by our watches
the sun dropped behind the noun
tains. and at 8 o'clock Martha,
Herbert and were sitting in the
dusk. guns In hand. peering out
through loopholes in the boughs ut
the mournful nose Of a poor dead
topi.
A LONG NIGHTS WAIT
LISTENING TO BLASTS ROAR.
The moon rose, the dark turned
silver clear, the lions grunted and
roared. but not a one came nea-
us. But the mosquitoes came.
They came in humming swarms
and settled on every vulnerable
inch Of US. But for the strange
ness Of the scene could have be-
lieved myself back In dear old
Wisconsin on a June night. But
we were handicapped here as we
were not in Wisconsin. There we
could at least attempt to protect
ourselves. Here to lift a hand and
lend a slap was to bring reproach
upon yourself from your fellow,
and equally tormented hunters.
Any noise at any moment might
cost lion. With grim self-contrcl
we learned to blot mosquitoes In
stealthy silence.
, Mr.. Akeley was not trying for
lion. He reposed peacefully
most Of the time upon the boughs.
and from time to time the two
Bradleys took weary turns. but
Martha Miller sat unstirring upon
her camera box for nine long hours
until the moon sank and the morn.
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mother7 And what may we borroy
from Europe that II simple ad
true and goodf II
A consideration like this oug
to be mingled. with thought an
prayer. into the joys Of the Fourth
We need citizens now more thai
flags and speeches. washington
was far more an Engiishman thai|
the German on the English thronS
in l776: Lafayette was Frenchi
man. Columbus was an Italian
We can still admire and borrq
from our neighbors across Il
water. But let US borrow goli
not brass. coin.
And now and then let us set on
the Constitution and read II and
find out what we are. 49,. e. !
Your mother has red hairy' {
heard one small boy scream at an.
other insultingly.
Yes. and you wish your mother
had" said the smaller boy. serenely
vauiting to his bicycle and goins
upon his contented way.
Copyright 1879, by the Republic
Syndicats.) y.
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By KATHE EEN NORRIS:

Is Is an unfortunate
thing that the Fourth Of
July has come to mean, to
the most of us, something
extremely material-vis-
ions Of thermos bottles,
paper napkins, bathing
suits, beaches, woods,
chocolate layer cakes, and
tons and tons OF ice
cream.
There are thousands Of
us who would see red"
II some outsider tore
down and trampled upon
our flag, and yet who sit
back, stupid and ignorant
and allow . certain kind
of American traveller to
pour into our ears such
superficial nonsense as
this: "Wo'ye no leisure
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ing light began to steal over the
faraway mountains.
We decided that the location was
not a happy one and that We would
abandon the nsighborhood Of the
water hole. A day later Mr.. Brad.
ley took out the tiny pup tent, at
Mr.. Akeley's suggestion. and
squeezed 1t into the center Of an
other thicket some distance away,
cut three portfolios in the sides for
guns, set up three steamer chairs
within It. which filled It to repls-
ton. and leaving q porter to guard
the antelope he had killed and
staked out in front. he came hur-
riedly back across the plains for
Martha and me.
We dinned at 5, and at b:30 ws
three started off. Our camp was
encircled by deep ravine and we
had always . sharp scramble down
and then . long climb. up the per-
pendicular sides Of II before We
gained the opposite plains. Three
iuckless porters carried our b.
cycles up for us, and. once on the
plains. We mounted them and set
out on the tiny ribbon Of native
path running to tho Western
s,,o,,ntaina
RACING LIONS AT NIGHT
UNARMED ON BICYCLES,
The world was bright with color
when we started; We werr riding
straight into mountains Of azure
through fields Of grass that seemed
like waving golden grain. Here
and there the scatterei trees and
brush slimmsred with that lovely
green that comes JUS after the
sun has gone.
We cycled a. fast as we could.
but the light went faster. The
mountains grew darkly purple,
then coldly gray. The sresc lost
its gleam of gold and became
vague. mysterious, with hlotting
shadows of forest reaches The
path ceased to glimmcr WHITLEY.
The world was spectral gray.
At our left we heard lion grunt.
Um.um. m.um-um-um-UM!
It was uncannily near. " e cyclcd
q little faster, remembering that
there was but one gun IN the
group, and that was on Herbert's
wheel, difficult of aoosss. There
was no use getting It out until we
stopped cycling. Martha's wheel
and mine were q little SHIRT for
carrying guns. 80 we had LETT our
Springfields for the porters to
bring on, and the porterr were
trotting back somewhere out Of
sight. 1t was only a few minutes
after six. but the mountains had
shouldered the day so quickly out
Of the way that It seemel like mid
night at home.
The lion was keeping right UP
with us, grunting away, son,e-
where out on those plains at our
left. 1t was no use f,r US to tell
each other that he was rndouLted-
iy a mile, a half mile away--hs
wasn't. And he could zee US. Prob
ably on our wheels he took us for
a new species Of antelope.
1t seemed to me that or crouch.
Ing pose, our apparent flight,
would Just naturally invite him to
the chase, and I recalled that be-
ing on horseback was no bar to an
attack by lions: had heard In.