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The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02
John Weems.

Mrs. George Robinson and daugh-
ters ate dinner with Grandma John
son last Friday.
Mr.. and Mrs. Albert Ulrich, son
Herbert, and daughter Hannah of De-
witt, Nebr., are making an extended
visit at the home of the formers son,
Karl Ulrick and wife.
A large number from this vicinity
went to Cottonwood Corners Sunday
to help the Community Center nine
win the game with a score of 13 to 2.
Mr.. and Mrs. Fred Schlake enter
tanned a company of about twenty
five young people and few neigh
bors Saturday evening in honor of
their sons, Norman and Herman's 18th
birthdays The evening was pleasant
ly spent with games and refreshments
of cake and candy was served.
Mrs. Ernest Steward Of Colorado
is visiting at the home of her moth
er, Mrs Stella Bilyen. Mrs. Steward
was formerly Miss Ruth Bilyen.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02
COMMUNITY SERVICE
AND THE BEET CROP

Insect outbreaks of unexpected severity have oc-
Cured this in many of the districts served by
the Great Western Sugar Company.
The beet webworm of the first brood were COM
paratvey few and growers suffered loss of tonnage
worth mentioning The second brood appeared over
larger area, due in the main to weeds. Growers af-
fected meeting the outbreak and little loss is
anticipated.
Swarms of grasshoppers prevalent in other
localities and while not damaging beets to any great
tent the Company privileged to aid farmers in cop
ing with this pest
Fiedmen of the Company's agricultural forces
have acted "minute-men' in the infested districts
performing service which in like degree is contrbut
ed by other organization in the beet farming COM
munities.
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LIBERTY NEWS

Mr.. and Mrs. Melvin Dollison and
cnlidren spent Sunday at the l. S. CAL
The girls sewing club met with
mrs Edgar Smyth last Tuesday af-
Miss Gertrude Bishop is visiting in
the vicinity of Brule, Nebr., with her
Mr.. and Mrs. Ira Mast and family
and Mr.. and Mrs. Bert Woodruff and
FAMILY spent Sunday down at the riy-
er.
Mrs. Moher of Central City, Nebr.,
Is visiting with her sister, Mrs. C. C.
MRS. Edgar Smyth entertained sew
en- little girls and boys and their
mothers last Monday afternoon in
honor of barrels third birthday an
niversary. A very pleasant afternoon
was spent after which very delicious
luncheon was served by the hostess,
Mr.. and Mrs. Emery Darby and
daughter called at the Chas. Deming
home Sunday evening.
Mr.. and Mrs. C. C. Richards and
family and Mr.. and Mrs. Edgar Smyth
and family spent Sunday down by the
river. ~ viz
Miss Friskopp of Julesburg will be
the teacher at the Liberty school the
coming year.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

In cases third brood of beet webworms have
attached the crop late September. The relative
freedom from this pest in the last two should
not result in growers disseminating their vigilance
few days of neglect undiscovered nfestaon may
mean serious loss of tonnage.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

There are available for beet growers a
limited number of copies of the booklet
"Principal Insect Enemies of the Sugar
Beet" presenting the best known meth
DDS of preventing injury and controll-
ing insects which damage this crop.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Nearly all the schools in this vi
cinity have secured their teachers foE
the ensuing year. The following Ia
dies will teach in the same schools,
where they taught last year: Miss
Mildred Junge in the Miller district;
Miss Anna Brown in Dist. 80: Aiss
Mary Burk in Dist. 81: Miss Lillian
Swan in the Max Krems district; Miss
Helen Burk in Dist. 20 and Miss Ruth
Murgatroyd in Dist. ~.
Estus Younger is home helping his
father harvest.
Mr.. and Mrs. Chas. Mauser and Mr..
and Mrs. Ira Southard visited Sunday
at the home of Mr.. and Mrs. Chas.
Ward.
Ira Southerd's were almost COM
pletely hailed out Saturday after
noon.
The George Robinson family and
Roy Smith were Julesburg visitors on
last Saturday.
Mr.. and Mrs Horace Gilbert from
Wyoming are making an extended WIS.,
it with relatives. Mrs. Gilbert was
Miss Esther Armstrong before mar
riage.
Mr.. and Mrs. George Archer en-
tertained company from Chappell on
Sunday.
The Happy Hour Club meets this
Thursday with Mrs. R. Kuehn.
Everett Robinson spent Monday al
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02
ANNUAL REPORT

Annual report of the receipts and
expenditures of School District No. l..
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02
NORTH OF
BIG SPRINGS NEWS

The Chas. johnson family of Jules
burg were guests for dinner at the
George Robinson home last Thursday.
Miss Emma Hobelman of Dewitt,
Nebr., is visiting at the home of her
sister, Mrs. Carl Ulrich, and husband.
The Edd Condy family were Jules
burg visitors last Thursday.
George Robinson has accepted the
position of caretaker of the light on
the aerial landing field in the Adam
Zimmerman pasture just west of Mr..
Robinson's house. He will begin his
new duties on August 1st.
The Stevens family called on Mrs
A. J. Parker and Alpha last Friday
evening.
Mr.. Earl Smith of Fairbury, visit
ed last week at the homes of his bro
ther and sister, Roy Smith and Mrs.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

A secret is what you tell someone
not to tell because you promised not
to tell it yourself.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Everett Robinson spent Monday at.
ternoon with Norval Stevens.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

If wheat is unstable or is to be held for better
market why not stack the grain and pow the stub
BILE ground where falpowng is the accepted and the
proven field practice?
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Believing what a bootlegger says is
dangerous. The sidewalk may jump
up and hit you.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02
OVID NEWS

Roy Davis had the misfortune OF
having his COW drown in the creek
Monday.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

About the only thing worse than
working during the summer time is
just loafing around.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Miss Friskopp of Julesburg will b
the teacher at the Liberty school tn
coming year.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

The Happy Hour Club meets tn
Thursday with Mrs. R. Kuehn.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Mrs. Henry Rochlitz and Mrs. Edd
Rochlitx and children visited Sunday
afternoon at the d. J. Parker home.
A severe hail storm visited the cas-
tern part Of this county Saturday AZ
ternoon, completely destroying crops.
The writer has been unable to get any
details so cannot say how far the hail
extended.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Mr.. and Mrs. c. c. Richards and
family and Mr.. and Mrs. Edgar Smyth
and family spent Sunday down by the
river.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Mr.. and Mrs. George Archer en-
tertained company from Chappell on
Sunday.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Mr.: and Mrs. Ira Mast and family
and Mr.. and Mrs. Bert Woodruff and
family spent Sunday down at the riv-
er.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Miss Gertrude Bishop is visiting il
the vicinity of Brule, Nebr., with hel
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Mrs; Moher of Central City, Nebr.
IS visiting with her sister, Mrs. C. C
Richards. y
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Mr. and Mrs. Emery Darby and
daughter called at the Chas. Deming
home Sunday evening.
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Mr. and Mrs. Melvin Dollison and
cniidren spent Sunday at the l. S. Cal
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1923-08-02

Ihe girls sewing club met with
mrs Edgar Smyth last Tuesday af-
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and other types of advanced demo-
Gratis.
Some of the men told me that they
had no idea whatever why they were
lodged in limoero. They had been
arrested without charge. flung into
prison without trial. and kept there
without hope of release. Some of
them had been imprisoned by the roy
alist regime in the time of the mon
archy. and the republic had not trou-
bled about them. They were Just left
to rot, year after year.
The political prisoners were allowed
to receive food from their relatives,
but many had no relatives able to
provide for them. and they had moth
ing but prison fare, which was hard
ly enough for life. They begged
through the bars of the windows to
passersby, as / saw them, with their
hands thrust through the iron graf
ings. Owing to the overcrowding and
insanitary conditions. disease was
rife and prison fever ravaged them
7 HAD been told Of one prison called
FOrte Mon SanUo, on nlli some
distance away from Lisbon. and as /
could get no official pass to visit 1t.
1 decided to try and gain admission
by other means. In the Black Horse
Square at Lisbon I hired a motor car
from one of the street drivers, and
understood from him that he was the
champion automobilist of Lisbon.
Certainly he drove like madman and
a brute. He killed three dogs on the
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than the wiIdness and ferocity OF
beasts.
went to other prisons in Lisbon
and Oporto. They were not like that.
but. generally, like the Limoero, un-
clean, squalid, horrible, but with hu-
man companionship, which alleviates
all suffering, if there is any kind of
comradeship. In these cases one
could not charge the Portuguese re-
public with infiicting bodily suffer-
ing upon their prisoners in any de-
iiberate way. The indictment against
them was that, under the fair name
of liberty, they had oyerthrown the
monarchical regime and substituted
a new tyranny. For, among all the
people I met, there were few who
had been charged with any offense
against the law, or given the right
of defense in any trial.
4 QUEER fellow came into my life
n during this time In Portugal, whose
behavior still battles me by its n,ys-
terry. The episode is like the Begin
ming of a sensational detective story,
without any clue to its solution.
The fret night of my arrival in
Lisbon dined alone in the hotel,
and soon remarked a handsome well
dressed, Eng1ish-1oolSipg man kept
gIancing in my direction. After din
ner he came UP TO me and said: Eek
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Hunting in Portugal.

AN American who has spent SON..
time in Portugal, was impressed
by the contrast between Portuguese
hunting and sporting customs aad
those In the English-s peaking coui-
tries. In England. for instanca,
hunting Is taken very seriously TO
obtain three days Of shooting !
small fortune IS spent on keepers and
watchers and humane people ara
shocked at the unnecessary slaugi.-
rter.
In Portugal, Oh the contrary, ,.o
elaborate preparations are made,
there Is no heavy expense. no un-
pleasant rivalry and no heavy game
bag 70 carry home after long days
walking. A dozen gentlemen agree
to bring their dogs together and :.
pack OF thirty or forty Is collected.
Another dozen friends and acGuaint-
ances Join the party. OF the gentle
men only six or eight carry guns;
the rest are armed with sticks.
In long and vociferous line they
range through the woods. The dogs
hunt n little. wrangle a good deal
the occasional flight Of a well-aimed
cow-stick among them. An owl. mis-
taken for q woodcocls, is brought
down by n short-sighted gentleman,
who holds up his eyeglass IN ex-
planation of his mistake.
Another enthusiast stops the fog
eigner suddenly, pressing his arm
with so much emphasis that the
stranger looks for some very large
game. Tho Portuguese points TO D
holly tree.
What is it?" the stranger asks.
"Hush!" says the Portuguese, with
his finger across his lips and his
mouth at the foreigners ear. "a
hlackbird!'
Now this gentleman IS proceeding
to a scientific stalk" but the dig
nifty of the occasion Is too great for
the pursuit OF such small deer. HIS
companions demonstrate and tho
blackbird takes wing.
Meantime there is a great commo-
tion In the middle of the line. Every
man shouts Rabbit" every dog
gives tongue and every stick Is
waved In the air. Several guns arc
fired. Nothing is hit, not even a dog.
Everybody runs to and fro: they
charge and jostle one another; they
scratch their fnces In the bushes;
they entangie their feet in the briers
end fall head over heels. They laugh
and shout by turns.
After q time one makes out -
Portuguese rabbit cantering in l.
leasurely way toward two gentlemen,
with guns, stationed on a neiehboring
knoll. They cock their pieces, aim
apparently at the toes Of their boots
and fire simultaneously. Everybody
runs UP and looks for the body OF
the rabbit. The ground Is still
smoking. but they find nothing but
the hole of the burrow over which
the gentlemen were mounting guard
and into which the rabbit has es-
capped!
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tourist who would like to see his ex-
cellent prison. After some debate,
and a rowing eye over the surround
ing landscape. the sentry nodded, and
made a sign for me to go down the
steps, with the motor driver. l no
ticed that during all the time of my
visit he walked behind u.s. with his
rifle handy, lest there should be any
trick on our part.
1t was the most awful dungeon
have ever seen. apart from ancient
dens disused since mediavel times.
Completely underground, it's dun
geons struck me with chill even
In the short time / was there. It's
walls oozed with water. No light
came direct through the narrow bars
of the cells in which poor wretches
lay like beasts, but only indirectly
from the surrounding ditch, so that
they were almost in darkness. In
the center of this underground fort
was cavern in complete darkness,
except, perhaps. for some faint CLEAN
through a grating about two feet
square. high up in the outer wall.
It was just hole in the rock, and
inside were five men with heavy
chains about them. Once a day the
jailers pushed some loaves Of bread
through the grating. What went on
In that dark dungeon. and in the
darkness of those mems souls. it is
better, perhaps, not to imagine. The
cruIety of men is not yet killed, and
in ta nf ma
and Of natiens, lurking devils worse
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Surely you can get them yourself"
I answered.
But he shook his head and said that
was impossible.
wes were again followed down the
drew my attention to the fact and
then sidestepped into an umbrella
shop. But, he did not buy an UNI
brella He bought a very neat and
rather expensive sword stick and Of
fered to give me another like It.
'It may be useful" he remarked.
] declined the sword stick, but ac-
cepted the thick cudgel which he had
been carrying since I knew him.
That is practically the end OF the
story. He left Oporto two days later,
and before going made one last re-
quest. It was that should send
telegram which he had written out
to an address In South Kensingtor.
II was to the following effect:
ARRIVING In London Saturday. Can
not get the pebbles"
What is the meaning Of that mys-
tery7 I cannot give guess and have
sometimes thought of Offering the
problem to Conan Doyle.
X n \ X
CyOMETIMES, also, have wondered
y whether 1t is IN any way con-
nected with an incident that took
place IN the abandoned palace. OF
King Manuel, or, rather, in his garden
From the newspaper reports 1t ap-
peared that some of the royal jewels
had been buried before the flight OF
King Manuel. Perhaps 1t was for tho
purpose Of digging for them that
three men. OF whom one was believed
to be an Englishman. had entered the
palace garden or the night OF my ar
rival in Lisbon. 4 sentry had DIS
covered them and fred. The rne.1
fred back and the sentry vas
wounded before they escaped over t!.e
wall.
Was that man believed TO be az
Englishman" my mysterious &C
quaintance? I am tempted to think
80, yet I cannot provide . theory foC
the pebbles from the seashore, the
jewel box, the shadowing in the
streets Of Lisbon, the purchase Of the
sword stick, and the eagerness So-
my company.
All that has nothing to do with the
political prisoners and my mission OF
inquiry. The <hd Of that story IS
that after the publication of my arti-
cles In the" Daily Chronicle. and
many papers on the continent, AZ
fonso Costa declared a general am
nesty and the prison doors were un
locked for great "iail-delivery" o.
royalists.
How far my articles had any infu
ence toward that action I do arot
know. Certainly I received SOM
share in the credit. and for months
afterward there were Portuguese
visitors at my little house in Holland
street to kiss ny hand-as the de-
liverer of their relatives and friends
much to the amusement OF my wife.
But the real deliverer OF the pris-
oners was little Miss Tenison, who
had pulled ali the wires from he"
haunted house.
| tCopyright, 1923. by Sir Philip Gibbs a,
rights rese-ed.)
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He regretted my annoyance and
was so polite and amusing that 1
relented toward him, especially as he
told me he was going to Vigo next
day.
He wished me good-by that night
when he went to bed. But next morn
ing when I left Lisbon for Oporto.
he was on the platform, and said that
he had changed This plans and was
going to the same place as myself.
1 was not convinced that he was
not really shadowing me, and told
him so. But he shook his head and
laughed.
Nothing of the kind 1 like your
company because you're\ the only
Englishman in this land of dagoes.
Also Z want you to get me that hand
full of pebbles"
He returned again to the subject Of
those ridiculous pebbles. could
get theal easily for him on the seashore
by Oporto. 1t would give me very
little trouble. 1t would be an enor-
nous favor to him. I re-
fused to consider the idea.
In Operto he took me into a jewel
ers shop and bought a little CEDAR
wood box about five inches square.
.1 want enough pebbles to fill this
box" he said, Surely you' can get
them for me?S
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way, not by accident, but by delib-
erately steering into them. and
laughed uproariously at each Kill. He
drove through crowded streets with
a screeching horn, and in the open
countryside went like a fiend, up hill
and down dale. I was surprised to
find myself alive on the top OF the
hill which, as I knew by private di-
rections, was the prison of Mon Santo.
But + could see no prison. NO
building OF any kind stood on the
lonely hilltop or on it's slopes, which
were bare of all but grass. All l
could see was q circle of queer
Hooking objects like large metal
mushrooms. Upon close inspection
/ saw that these things were venti-
lators for a subterranean building,
and walking further, I came to a
steep, circular ditch, into which some
steps were cut At the top of the
steps stood a sentry with rife slung
over his arm.
I approached this man, who. re-
garded me suspiciousfy and unslung
his rifle, but the CLINT of a gold SOW
ereign-we used to have such things
before the era of paper money-per-
suaded him that / was an agreeable
fellow. MY brutal motor driver, who
spoke a BIT of French. SO that he un-
derstood my purpose, explained to
the sentry that was an English
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THEN the second blow befell me.
i Six extraordinarily beautiful Bra
zilian girls, with large black eyes
and flashing teeth, did exactly the
same thing as the German gentleman.
That is to say, they hurled them
selves into a local train just as 1t
was starting away. Six heads
screamed out Of the carriage window.
They were screaming at me. 1t was
a wild appeal that I should rescue
the six enormous bandboxes which
they had left on the platform and
Lisbon. So there 1 was, with the
bandboxes and the German wife.
duly arrived in Lisbon, after a
nightmare journey, with all my re-
sponsibilities, and handed over the
bandboxes to the Brazilian beauties
and the German wife to the German
husband. I obtained no gratitude
whatever in either case.
In Lisbon I plunged straightway
into life Of romance and tragedy,
which was strangely reminiscent Of
all had read about the French revo-
luton.
With my letters of introduction /
called at several great houses of the
old nobility, which seemed to be ut
terly abandoned. At least, no lights
| showed through the shutters, and
! they were all bolted and barred
within their courtyards. AT one
| house. in answer to my knocking.
and the ringing of a. bell which
! tangled loudly, there came at last an
| answer. A little door in the wall
was cautiously opened on a chain by
an old man servant with lantern.
| Upon mentioning my name, and the
word "InSlese," which 1 hoped was
| good Portuguese for English" the
door was opened wider. and the man
/ made sign for me to follow him.
was led into a great mansion, per-
| fectly dark, except for the lantern
! ahead, and l went up a marble stair
case, and then into a large salon,
| furnished in the style of the French
empire, with portraits on the walls
of eighteenth century ladies and gen
| tlemen in silks and brocades. In such
a room as this Marie Antoinette
might have sat with her ladies before
| the women of the markets marched
| to Versailles.
The old man servant touched a but
ton and flooded the room with the
| light of the electric candelabra, MAX
ing sure first that no CLEAN of it
would get through the heavy cur
tains over the shutters. Then he left
the room, and soon afterward ap-
peared an old lady in black dress
| with a white shawl over her shoul-
ders.
She was the aunt of one of the
81 eat families of Portugal, some of
whom had escaped to England, and
! others of whom were in the prisons
of Lisbon. She spoke harshly. in
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Heat From Rain.

MUNTz and Gaudechon. French in,
A'A vestigators, have conducted ex-'
periments with reference to the heat
impaired to the soil by rain, which.
1t is thought. may play a part hitherto
unrecognized in the phenomena OF
vegetation.
1t appears that when the soil has
reached a certain degree Of dryness
the application Of moisture produces
a rise of temperature which is
greater In proportion to the iineness
Is not heated by contact with rnois-
ture, while soil composed of humus
is specially subject TO such influences.
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In another house in the outskirts of
Lisbon, with a beautiful garden,
where the warm air was filled with
the scent of flowers in masses of rich
color, nft another lady of the old
regime, beautiful girl, living soli-
tary.1 also, and agonized because OF
theN Imprisonment acd iii treatment
Of. hti relatives. Sac impiored ne TO
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use what influence I had, as an Eng
Iish journalist, to rescue those un-
happy men.
X X X
TT was my mission to get into the
i prisons and see what were the
real conditions Of captivity there.
After frequent visits to the foreign
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On the whole, 1 preferred the old
fashioned prison. The model pris-
on" seemed to me specially and
beautifully designed to drive men
mad and kill their humanity. 1t was
spotlessly clean and provided with
excellent sanitary arrangements.
washhouses. hakehouses, kitchens,
and workshops, but the whole sys-
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office 1 received permits to visit the
penetenciaria and the lmoero, in
which most of the political prisoners
were confined. The guide who went
with me told me that the republic had
nothing to hide; and that could see
everything and talk as much as I
liked with the captives. He was GER
Tain that l should find the peneten-
clara, at least, a model prison. The
other was s'rather old-fashioned.'
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and something to eat The poor lady
was hungry, and her husband had the
money Highly embarrassed, because
/ knew not how long l should be In
the company of this German haus-
frau. 1 provided her with some food
ut the buffet. ana endeavored to get
f5cnle news ~ tbs best manner to
Ssaeh Lisbon.
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French, of the base and corrupt
character of the new Portuguese re-
public, and of the cruelties and indig-
mites suffered by the political prison
ers. She lived quite alone in the old
mansion, not caring to go out be-
cause. Of the insults she would re-
ceive in the streets, but otherwise
safe. So far, at least, Alfonso Costa
and his police had not threatened her
liberty Of her possessions
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Woman the Haunted House Who Was Not Satisfied Until Conditions Had Been Investigated