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The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1923-10-11
Volume III
II. S. LEADS IN COFFEE
SHIPS
American Cargo Carriers from
Brazil Pass British and
Take Supremacy

The American Merchant
marine has captured the Bra
lillian Coffee-carrying banner!
For the first time in history
the supremacy of British bot
toms in handling the export
coffee from the Great South
A m erican coffee-growing
country has been challenged
and overcome.
American vessels during
the first half of the season,
1922-1923, carried away from
Brazil 29.5 per cent of the en-
tire 81, 297, 900 bags of coffee
shipped from that country to
the world at large.
At the rate our best bulk
coffee is selling, a total Of T.
600 lbs. will be reached this
year. This is enough coffee
to make 100000 cups of cof-
fee-enough coffee to furnish
a cup to nearly half of Ken
newick's population every
morning of the year. Buy a
pound of our best bulk cof-
fee and join the Happy Break
fast Club.
The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1923-10-11
Number 20
COMBINING SPORT AND
TORTURE

There was a form of tor
ture known in medieval days
as the "ordeal of dropping
water; but the term CONVEYS
to us little idea of the horrible
suffering which this punish
ment is said to inflict.
By way of experience, an
American who is described
as a Sport and an acrobat
made a wager in Vienna with
an athlete, that the latter
could not endure the falling
of a pint of water on his hand.
drop by drop, in one spot,
from a height Of only three
feet. The athlete had an
enormous hand lined with
skin almost as thick and
tough as the hide Of a cow.
and the bet was pronounced
a foolish one so far as the
American was concerned.
When three hundred drops
had fallen there was a change
of sentiment. The athlete
said nothing, but his flushed
face and uneasy manner de-
noted great pain. When the
four hundred and twentieth
drop had fallan he could no
longer endure the torture and
gave up.
This is exactly what we
hope will happen to you. That
you will soon give up the old
idea that you must have a
credit account with your groc-
er and come to us where cash
reigns supreme, and goods are
sold cheaper for that reason.
Week after week we send
out our Dope Sheet trying to
show you the reason why so
many find it profitable to
trade here. Week after week
our business shows a little
increase, new faces are seen
in the store every day. How
much longer will you be able
to endure the torture of read
ing our cash cut rate prices
without at least taking advan-
tage of a few Of them?
The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1923-10-11

just draw on your grit; it's
so easy to quit;
It's the keeping your chin up
that's hard.
It's easy to cry that you're
beaten-and die!
It's easy to crawfish and
crawl;
But to fight and to hope when
hopes out OF sight
Why, that's the best game of
them all.
And though you come out of
each gruelling bout
All broken and beaten and
SCARED,
Just have one more try-it's
dead easy to die;
The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1923-10-11
THE GUTTER

/ think we have printed this
poem by Robert w. Service
before, but it is so darned
good l am sure it will not be
out of place to run it again.
you're sick of the game;"
well now that's a shame.
You're young and you're
brave and you're bright;
you've had a raw deal" /
know-but don't squeal,
Buck up! do your darndest
and fight.
It's the plugging away that
will win you the day,
So don't be a piker, young
pard!
The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1923-10-11
SPUDS

If you want a sack of extra
fancy, medium sized Melted
Gem potatoes we have them.
A small lot of extra select
spuds for particular people.
Every potato in the sack
guaranteed perfect. All clean
stock put up in nice white
bags. Cost more but worth
more. Not an ounce of waste
in a hundred pounds.
Buy a sack now at 1925 per
100 lbs.
The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1923-10-11

The average reformer is
sorry for what he used to do
and is determined that others
shall not quit it.
Driving an automobile
while drunk may become al.
most as dangerous as eros
sing a street while sober.
The louder a man proclaims
his Americanism the more
suspicious you are justified in
being.
Notwithstanding we are
all kicking about high prices
and the expense of living
and dying there never was a
time when so many people
had so many of things they
needed and didn't need as
they have at present. That's
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
World.
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THE NIGHT MESSAGE


1t was evening, and several
visitors We're chatting in the
parlor when a patter of l;tt,s
feet was heard at the head If
s sne stairs. Mrs. Smith begged
her friends to listen.
Hush a monument please I"
sne said' the children are go
ing to deliver their night mes
sage to mother. It ALWAYS
e e.ses me a feeling of rever-
e en- to hear them. They are
SO much nearer God than ne
ths , ana they speak the love
'na' IS In their little hearts
The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1923-10-11
SMALL PERTATERs

In making up our fancy grade
of Melted Gems, we run a
number of sacks of small po-
tatoes that will be sold at SOC
per sack. All sound potatoes
but small.
The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1923-10-11

He-I wonder how it is a
girl can't catch a ball like a
man.
She-Oh, a man is so much
bigger and easier to CATCH
Octopus.
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never so fully as when the
dark has come. Listen!"
There was a moment of
tense silence. Then
Mamma" came the mes
sage in a shrill whisper, evil
lie didn't wash his feet
Anon.
PROFESSIONALISM is an oys-
ter?
Student-A oyster is a fish
built like a nut.
She-You're a wasterl
Very few girls would marry
you.
He-Well, very few would
be enough.-Iowa Frivole.
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Last Call for Water Bags


Every farmer needs a water bag, every
car owner needs water bag We are loaded
to the guards with two gal APPEL water bags
and will close out the S1.25 bag at -. 80 EACH.
Louise Powder-Before starting in the win
ter months, why not treat all the poultry to
lice powder bath? 30c can louise powder Ice
Washing Powder. Think of it lbs. for. 25c
Sardines-Domestic in OIL We can sell you
Admiral Sardines in oil at Sc per tin and make
money doing it.
We buy and sell for cash that's why.
Flour-Kennewick hard wheat flour is hit
ting the ball now.
Our price per sack ...................- L65
By the barrel Observation-Disclosures. $40
Onions-Finest boiling onions, 10 lbs. -. %
Bacon-Dandy lean bacon, heavy side
pieces, per Id. Observation-Disclosures. 25
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Another Ham Sale

This time we offer Saturday Only just Seventy S1fs
um Hams pig hams small size tender sugar cured Notg
finer the market
PIT in v order for one have
read this adj Specially Don't delay ordering
last ham offered 70 hams for sa 5 OF which were spok
for b Friday evening" the balance sold by 10 Saturday
&c per Id for Swfts Premium Hams
Below are listed few things dispose Of
YOU can use any of while cleaning
this surplus stock.
Call for Water Bags
The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1923-10-11
THE GROCERY MAN

We could do without lawyers
We could manage without art,
We don't really need must
clans,
Who tear our very soule apart
If we had to, we could side
track, Books; on poetry place
the ban,
But as long as life is left us
We will need the grocery man.
We need his ministrations
In the morning when we wake
He is very necessary
When the noon day meal we
take
And evening time when hun
ger,
Gnaws our vital parts again,
The one who fills the aching
void
Is the good old grocery man.
Yet we grumble at his service,
While we growl about his
bills;
We don't sto pto count his
losses
And his thousand cares and
ills;
Nor his troubles understand;
Some people we can live with
out
But not the grocery man.
A tailor had called to col
lect his bill frequently, but
without success. Finally in
desperation he said vehement
ly:
"Mr. Jones, ] must insist
that you make some definite
arrangement with me-"
"Why, surely" replied Mr..
Jones. Let's see. Well, suppose
you call every Thursday morn
ing"
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hard.
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Brother Johnson" said the
parson, CANT you-all donate
some small contribushus to de
fund for fencing in de culud
cemetery"
Il dunno as ! kin, parson,"
replied Brother Johnson, 81
don't see no use in a fence
round no cemetery. You see
them what's in there CANT
get out, and them what's out
sho' doan' wanta get i.
From Everybody's Magazine.
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-02-02
The Strength Of the Pines

shot. Bruce meant to conserve his
little supply Of shells until the moment
Of utmost need. The clan drew nearer.
They were riding slowly, with ready
rifles. And ever the storm Increased
In fury. The thunder was SO close
that 1t no longer gave the impression
Of being merely sound. 1t was a veri-
table explosion just above their heads.
The first drops Of rain fell one by one
on the roof.
Bruce's eyes sought for Simon's fig
ure. To Simon he owed the greatest
debt, and to lay Simon low might mean
to dishearten the whole clan. But al
though the attackers were In fair range
now, scarcely two hundred yards
away, he could not Identify him. They
drew closer. He raised his gun, walt
ing for chance to fire. And at that
instant resistless force hurled him
to the floor.
There was the sense Of vast catas-
trophe, great rocking and shudder-
Ing that was lost In billowing waves Of
sound; and then q frantic effort to re-
call his wandering faculties. A blind
ing light cut the darkness In twain !;
1t smote his eyeballs Ss if with phys
ical blow; and summUning all his pow
ers of will he sprang to his feet.
There was only darkness at first !;
and he did not understand. But It
was scarcely less duration than the
flash of lightning. A red flame sud
denly leaped into the air, roared and
grew and spread as II scattered by the
wind itself. And Bruce's breath caught
in sob of wonder.
The Sentinel Pine, that ancient
friend and counselor that stood not
over one hundred feet from the house.
had been struck by lightning bolt.
its trunk had been cleft open as If by
giants ak, and the flame was already
springing through Its balsam-laden
branches.
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-02-02

has been trying to ten me FOR q long
time. Oh, can't you see, Lindai There
1t stood, hundreds Of years--so great.
SO tall, so wise-in a moment broken
like, reed. II takes away my arro-
gance, Linda. 1t makes me see myself
as really am. And that means
Power"
His eyes blazed. and he caught her
hands In his.
1T was symbol. Linda, not only
of the wilderness. but Of powers higher
and greater than the wilderness.
Powers that can look down, and not
be swept away by passion, and not
try to tear to pieces those who In their
folly harm them. There's no room for
such things as vengeance in this new
strength. There's no room for MUIR
der, and malice, and hatred, and blood
she'd"
Linda understood She knew that this
new-found strength did not mean re-
nunciation of her cause. 1t did not mean
that he would give over his attempt
TO reinstate her as the owner Of her
fathers estates. It only meant that the
impulse of personal vengeance was
dead within him. He knew now-the
same as ever--that the duty Of the
men that dwell upon the earth Is to do
their allotted tasks, and without hatred
and without passion 10 overcome the
difficulties that stand In the way. She
realized that II one of the Turner'S
should leap through the door and at
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-02-02
By
EDISON MARSHALL
Author Of
"The Voice of the Pack"
Copyright by Little. Brown. and Co.

increased In fury. On a distant hill
side the strange file that was the Turn
ers halted. then gathered around ST.
mon. Already the lightning made vivid,
white gashes In the sky and illumined
for breathless lnstant-the long
sweep Of the ridge above them. "We1l
make good targets In the lightning
Old Bill said.
"Itlde on" Simon ordered. "You
know a man can't find target In the
hundredth Of second OF lightning
flash. We're not going to turn back
now."
They rode or Far away they heard
the whine and roar of wind, and in u
moment 1t was upon them. The forest
was no longer silent. The peal of the
thunder was almost continuous.
The breaking Of the storm seemed
10 rock the Folger house on its founda-
tion. Both Linda and Bruce leaped to
their feet; but they felt little tingle
Of awe when they saw that old Elmira
still sat sewing. 1t was MS IL the calm
that dwelt In the Sentinel Pine out
side had come down to abide In her.
No force that the world possessed
could ever take 1t from her.
They heard the rumble and creak
Of the trees as the wind smote them,
and the flame of the lamp danced wild.
ly, filling the room with flickering
shadows. Bruce Strengthened, the
lines of his face setting deep. He
glanced once more at the rifle In his
hands.
Linda" he said, put out that fire.
If there's going to be an attack, we'd
have better chance II the room was
in darkness. We can shoot through
the door then"
She obeyed at once, knocking the
burning sticks apart and drenchlng
them with water. She took on the
glass shade of the lamp, and the little
gusts of wind that .crept In the cracks
of the windows Immediately extin-
guished the flame. The darkness
dropped down. Then Bruce opened the
door.
gled in the grasp of the storm. The
scene was such tha. no mortal men,
ory could possibly forget. They saw
1t In great, vivid glimpses in the inter-
mittent flashes of the lightning, and
the world seemed no longer that which
they had come to know. Chaos was
upon II. The tall tops of the trees
wagged back and forth in frenzsed sig
mails: their branches smote and rubbed
together. And just without their door
the Sentinel Pine stood with top lifted
to the fury of the storm.
A strange awe swept over Bruce.
A moment later he wast0 behold a
sight that for the moment would make
him completely forget the existence Of
the great tree; but for an instant he
poised at the brink Of profound and
far-reaching discovery. There was a
great lesson for him In that dark, tow
ering figure that the lightning revealed.
Its great limbs moved and spoke; Its
top swayed back and forth, yet still 1t
held its high place as Sentinel Of the
Forest, passionless, patient, talking
through the murk of clouds to the
stars1hat burned beyond.
"See," Linda said. "The Turner'S
are coming.
1t was true. Bruce dropped his eyes.
Even now the clan had spread out In
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-02-02

Changed to Singular Look Of Won
der.
tack her, Bruce would kill him without
mercy or regret. she knew that he
would make every effort to bring the
offenders to the law. But the ability
to shoot a fleeing enemy in the back.
because Of wrongs done long ago, was
past.
Bruce's vision had come to him. He
knew that If vengeance had been the
creed Of the powers that ruled the
world, the sphere would have been de-
stroyed with fire long since. To stand
firm and straight and unflnching; not
to judge, not to condemn, not to re-
sent; this was true strength.
~ know" the girl said, her thoughts
wandering, afar. perhaps the name
for IL all is-tOlerance."
Perhaps" he nodded. "And pos
slbly 1t is only-worshlp!"
The Turner'S had gone. The dim
ming lightning revealed the entire at
tacking party half mile distant and
out of rifle range on the ridge; and
Bruce and Linda stole together out
into the storm.
The green foliage of the tree had
already burned away, but some of the
upper branches still glowed against
the dark sky. A fallen branch smOl-
dered on the ground, kissing In the
rain, and 1t lighted their way.
Awed and mystified, Bruce halted
before the ruin of the great tree. He
had almost forgotten the stress of the
moment just passed. 1t did not even
occur to him that some Of his enemies,
unseen before, might still be lurking
In the shadow, watching for chance
to harm. They stood moment in
silence. Then Bruce uttered one little
gasp and. stretched his arm into the
hollow that the cleft In the trunk had
revealed.
The light from burning branch be
hind him had shown him a small, dark
object that had evidently been inserted
In the hollow tree trunk through some
little aperture that had either since
been closed up or they had never OBJ
served. II was a leathern wallet, and
Bruce opened 1t under Linda's startled
gaze. He drew out a single white
paper.
He held 1t In the light, and his
glance swept down It's lines of faded
ink. Then he looked up with brighten
ing eyes.
"What Is 1T" she asked.
"The secret agreement between your
father and mine." he told her simply.
"And we've won."
He watched her eyes brighten. II
seemed to him that nothing life had
ever offered had given him the same
pleasure. It was moment of triumph.
But before half Of It's long seconds
were gone. 1t became a moment OF
despair.
A rifle spoke from the coverts be-
yond--one sharp, angry note that rose
distinct and penetrating above the
noise Of the distant thunder. A little
tongue Of fire darted, like snakes
head, In the darkness. And the tri-
umph on Bruce's face changed to a
singular look Of wonder.
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-02-02


ard-You Traltori kili--kiil Them
: While There's Time"
great wing and was bearing down
upon the house. The lightning showed
them in strange. vivid flashes. Bruce
nodded slowly.
II see" he answered. @rm ready"
"Then shoot them. quick--when the
lightning shows them,". she whispered
In his ear. They're In range now"
Her hand seized his arm. "What are
you waiting fort"
He turned to her sternly. "Have you
forgotten we only. have i've shellsT'
he asked. Go back to Elmira."
Her eyes met his. and she tried to
smile into them
"Forgive me. Bruce Its hard-to be
calm"
But at once she understood why ne
was waiting. The flashes Of lightning
offered no opportunity for an accurate
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-02-02
tTo Bn CONTINUED,


Il was first sh own by Thomson hat
matter IL neither continuous nor h{no-
geneous, He showed by an experiment
that hydrogen can be passed in8 .
vacuum bulb through an incandes 4ent
platinum window. In q similar &ay
sodium passes through glass, and this
10 useful bit Of knowledge in tho
manufacture Of vacuum tubes, because
sodium can bs passed into the tube
to absorb the residual oxygen. Bel
lati, the italian physicist. has shown
that hydrogen can pass through cold
iron. Mater may therefore be Gsn-
orally regarded as full Of holes
III
The L'Anse sentinel., 1923-02-02
CHAPTER XVIII

r To Simon, the night had seemingly
ended in triumph, after al. Il had
looked dark for vhllA Ths bslt q
Twin city review. [volume] (Champaign, Ill.) 19??-1929, 1923-07-06
HOW THE REDS BRING REAC-
TON IN ITALY.

Striking demonstration Of the truth
that "The Reds Bring Reaction" as
w J. Client so tersely asserts in the
title of his latest book, is given by the
plight Of the Italian labor unions.
Since the advent Of the Fascist die
tatorship precipated by Red activities
and threats in Italy last October, the
workers in increasing numbers have
been deserving the legitimate labor
unions an djoining the Fascist unions,
say dispatches from Rome.
That the Fascist unions will do lit
tie for the workers is patent to any
one who knows the Fascist state of
mind, frankly avowed by Premier
Mussolini when he declared that his
black shirted cohorts would not hest
tate to pass cover the more or less
decomposed body Of the Goddess of
Liberty" to gain their own ends.
Very likely the workers at present
have no choice but to join the Fascist
unions. Faseismo is in the saddle and
the Fascists delight in beating, tor
turing, dosing with castor oil and
even in killing those who do not agree
with them.
But the labor unions who permitted
themselves to be duped by the ex-
IRENE revolutionists, reddest of the
Reds, must shoulder much of the
blame for their present condition.
After. the war they listened to the
siren songs Of the Bolsheviki and in
one fell swoop tried to seize control
of the government and the nations
industries. Neither industry nor pub
lie opinion was ready for this step
and the natural result was that the
unions were routed and a state oil
mind created which gave the Fascists
the opportunity to install King Reac-
tion as ruler Of Italy. Now the ma
ton is in the throttling grip of bitter
foes of progress and friends of free
dom and democracy must wait pa.
tiently until the arbitrary rule of the
Fascist in turn brings another re-
action and the public once again turns
toward the light.
Verify, "The Reds Bring Reaction,
fact that organized labor of all the
world should note.
Twin city review. [volume] (Champaign, Ill.) 19??-1929, 1923-07-06
nj. E. CHURCHMEN IN
DORSE COOPERA-
TIVE MOVEMENT

For the first time in America the
official body of large Protestant
church has declared itself whole
heartedly in approval of the coopera-
tive movement. At its recent meet
ing in New York City the Board of
Bishops of the Methodist Episcopal
church officially went ON record as
favoring the organization of coopera-
tive associations for the marketing of
farm products and the purchase of
farm supplies.
The action of the Board of Bishops
followed reports from the rural par
sonages, where local clergymen have
had the opportunity to see at first
hand the great value of the coopera-
tive movement to the tillers in the
fields. The Board urged Methodist
ministers not only to. sanction the
work of the cooperatives but to lend
all the aid possible to furthering their
work. 1t went still further and sug-
gested that in certain types of COM
munities the Church might well take
the lead in the organization of CO.
operative enterprises.
No movement for the improvement
of the condition of farmers and
workers today follows more closely
fundamental Christian principles than
the cooperative movement 1t builds
on the dignity and worth of every in
divldual; it's cornerstones are broth
erhood and service. Without any
pretense of dogma or creed, coopera-
ton applies the social ideals of
Christianity to the economic field.
Methodists may we'll be proud that
their Church has recognized that
close bond, and has cast its vote in
favor of encouraging the cooperative
movement.
Twin city review. [volume] (Champaign, Ill.) 19??-1929, 1923-07-06
Cossacks BY Degrees.

Annapolis, Md. ~ The legislative
conference of the Maryland league of
women voters has declared for cos
sacks ITO preserve order in any part
of the state" The women asked that
the present state road police have
their jurisdiction extended throughout
the state.
The women's request is identical to
similar requests from other quarters
and yerifieS the claim made by trade
unlonists when the state road police
was established. At that time work
ers were assured that the police would
be used for the sole purpose of ar
resting speeders.
Twin city review. [volume] (Champaign, Ill.) 19??-1929, 1923-07-06

Those today who are advocating the
open shop are not intending to help
labor, but D. enhance their own treas
uries at the expense of labor. Low
wages and large profits is the essence
of the open shop slogan, whatever
high sounding phrases may cloak
the real aim.
Open shop advocates hide behind
the cry that a man who hires labor
has a right to control labor. What
they mean is that one who hires has
the right to dominate, rule and die
tate to the hired--not only in respect
to what is to be done, but to what
is to be paid
Inherently the laborer has the
right to dictate what he shall receive
for what he does. II the open shop
meant only that the man who hires
may dictate what is to be done, and
that the man who is hired may die
tate the wage he shall receive for his
labor, there would be no open shop
cry ameng the capitalists or their
satellites, the lesser. employers. The
aim Of the open shop is to create a
condition under which the employer
shall dictate both sides of the agree
ment. Union Labor under collective
bargaining demands the right to die
tate the price of labor.