A Scrap of
By GENEVIEVE ULMAR
Copyright. 1818. WwatmyKcwspaptr Untoo.)
Roger Melville mas -proud -of .his
uhome town as he returned to .it after
an absence of a year. He, had'been
abroad on businessAhe .business. of
demolishing autocracy and. full well
had,.he done his duty, Placed at once
In active servlgev A .bit. pf. .shrapqel,
.bad lodged in ids 5*h*es,*
.on the hospitak'llst &j&*a*.dn*tv. VNeart
sbefore he could walk ^without: limping.
He, limped now and .progressed glow
sly, as he left the train, .arriving at Clin
xton, five, hours after theglorious, news^
.of victory and peace had.reached,the
-little hamlet. At any .other time he
axtigbt have become the .center xf ^at-
traction, for he had onany friends
in the town and reports Qf his bravery
and medal award at the front had beeai
.duly noted in the local .newspaper.
.Just .now, however, the place,had gone
There was a reason, for ,this. Just"
.before going into the .service :hls love
for a certain young lady in .the .village,
mimed Wanda Bond, had inspired him
with mighty hope and longing. Cm the
eve of making his declaration, with or
.ders for departure to -servLae pend
ing,.he was told by a friend that Miss
Bond ,had become engaged to Ellis
Thurston. An overheard .reiteration
of the information on the part of
Thurston completely drove Roger
frqm the field as a .rival. He was
glad to get away from the scene whexe
his fondest hopes had been so rudely
blasted. He had not .heard from Wan
da since. Now, returned, he could not
repress the old Interest and love in a
girl who was the one and only ideal of
"Is it an omen?" abruptly Roger ques
tioned himself, and drew back into a
sheltering doorway. Coming (down the
street in an automobile was the man
who had robbed him of his love-^EUis
Thurston. The latter was flushed and
riotous of manner and voice. He was
showering confetti on the crowds and
uttering jubilant yells, the sham pa
triot he had ever been, -for he had tak
en an advantage of a technicality to
evade going into war service.
Clinton was soon ablaze with enthu
siasm, copying metropolitan manners
celebrant on a minor scale. Whistles
shrieked, bells jingled, automobiles
dashed along with strings of tin cans
trailing behind. From office windows
great masses of torn-up paper were
cast adrift, filling the air and littering
the street, and all the tune, cooped up
at home, just convalescing from an at
tack of the measles and therefore un
able to join the roving groups down
town, little Millie and Esther, nieces of
Wanda Bond, set about having a jubi
lation of their own on a home-made
scale, but destined to solve the fate of
two loving hearts that otherwise might
have drifted apart forever.
Left alone with a servant they
trimmed the porch with flags and bunt
ing. They were forbidden to leave the
yard, but fully enjoyed the infection
of patriotic duty. A sight of whirling
scraps of paper down the street sug
gested an idea. "Oh!" exclaimed Es
ther, why can't we make a snow
"We can, we must," acquiesced Mil
lie excitedly, and very soon they had
gathered up all the old newspapers in
the house, got up on the fence posts
and shouted with glee as the brisk
breeze added their quota to the litter
that mottled the roadways.
"I know where there's a heap of old
paper," declared Millie, as their Initial
supply was exhausted.
"Wherewhere," demanded her
partner in mischief eagerly.
"In the attic. Aunt Wanda put a
box of stuff from her desk up there
yesterday," and thus it was in their
heedless glee the two exiles from the
public celebration made up for the
deprivation by recklessly scattering to
-the winds the contents of a waste
basket speedily pounced upon.
Roger Melville had meantime felt an
irresistible impulse to stroll past the
house of his beloved one. Twice he
was buffeted with the sheets and par
ticles of paper sent adrift by reckless
hands. An open four-page letter
caught against his coat. His eye fall
ing upon it, he looked with interest at
a letter addressed to "Dear Friend
Wanda," and it was signed by Estelle
Mason, her closest friend.
It was of recent date and palpably
one of a regular correspondence. His
eyes glowed as he perused it. All
thoughts of the propriety of reading
the letter were as naught for the mo
ment, as his thirsting soul drank In a
"I am glad you have given Ellis
Thurston his quietus," it read. "Be-
tween a slacker and a hero there is
no choice. Why don't you forget maid
enly modesty and all that, and cheer
up the man you love, fighting for his
.native country and very likely think
ing of you as constantly as you of him?
Dear, brave Roger I really believe,
'dear girl, that some misconception sent
him away without telling you how
much" he, thought of you."
"Medals are something, the letter of
commendation from my general is
.something greater," soliloquized Roger
-Melville joyously, "but this is more
'than all put together!"
And he pressed his lips to the letter
'that bore Estelle Mason's name, fully
sanguine that he would eventually do
the same duty by those of its ownerl
NO'DISGRACE TO FEEL FEAR
Oos'Reattltoof War Hat Been 8aner
tJdaacof What Constitutes
r,Real Bravery. VV 1
\An English observer calls attention
to the fapt that our world war has
destroyed tithe fear of being afraid,
i Heretofore, even to most distant an
tiquity, Che one quality insisted on in
the soldier*was that he should be
fearless *n*d th more callously so.the
better, ilihe faintest tremor .of timid
ity was aftblack mark against the most
respondeat: knight as well as the low
liest bowman or halbardier, and the
schooling,or war was an utter defl-
2&Xee of the personal risk.
I TJiis theory, held, as many will re
"memberv#eyeja. till the period of the
fede* tw^fc ^pibpn the British suffered
'So.se^eftalyj.jlnrofflcers because it was
iheid cowardly rfor a commander to
-seek cover. .Men, then as now, felt
fear, for 'that Us one of flesh's attri
butes and, indeed, is one of the most
valuable of!human possessions, since
fear is our 'protection from dangers
and harms 'innumerable. We fear wild
beasts to *void 'them, snakes and
spiders to Increase our attention,
storms and tempests that we may pre*
pare means of escape from them.
So it was only iin battle that chiv
alry insisted ifihat man should be with
out fear, or pretend to be.
With the coming ot new warfare,
however, all lands at .once came to a
more sane understanding and the old
physical bravery has jrfven place to
moral resolution. The man who how
enters the hell of shell fire, of hurled
flames and deadly gases, no longer
attempts to fool himself into the be
lief that he is not afraid. He knows
full well and only a stupid nature
could avoid the knowledge that the
human Is at the mercy of forces a
million times beyond his own ability
to counter. The old knight might
really believe he was able to unhorse
all the enemies that rode against him
and therefore might conceivably be
without fear, but how can a soldier
feel that way when facing modern
weapons of destruction?
Therefore, it is no longer a dis
grace to feel fear or to admit it the
only disgrace is to allow fear to pre
vent one doing his duty. How much
finer fiber is .needed for this new de
Need for More Consuls.
The chairman of the shipping board
has called the attention of congress
and the people to the need of enlarg
ing our consular service abroad, in
view of the fact that our great mer
chant marine will be released for use
in foreign trade.
Mr. Hurley tells us,,obseryes the In
dependent (New York), that the Uni
ted States will have 25,000,000 tons of
merchant shipping by the end of 1920,
and that as fast as these ships can be
freed from military work they will en
ter commerce. The present consulates
would be entirely Inadequate to handle
this enlarged business. There are not
enough of them, their staffs are too
small and they are handicapped by in
experience with duties that will be de
manded and by antiquated regulations.
Even now the burden of work, espe
cially in the way of inquiries to be an
swered, is overtaxing the undermanned
and underpaid force. Mr. Hurley
therefore pleads that immediate steps
be taken to remedy the situation.
"We need more consuls and larger
consular staffs," he tells us. "If we do
not provide them today and prepare
for the great growth in our merchant
marine and trade after the war, I fear
that we shall suffer, a serious break-
You've Heard 'Em.
"Look here," said the city editor to
the cub reporter, "you should write
everything as briefly as possible. In
stead of saying 'the middle-aged bald
headed performer in the hired aggre
gation of followers of Orpheus who
nightly provide the harmony at one of
our leading temples of mirth, seized
his trombone firmly in his hands,
placed his feverish lips to the mouth
piece and sounded thereon an unearth
ly tone like the walling of a lost soul
on the main street of Inferno*now
shorten that up."
So the reporter merely wrote: "The
slip horn player in the orchestra blew
a helva note."
A Cattle Queen.
A cattle-shipping season to the East
ern stockyards is in full blast, and
Mary Vail, Los Angeles heiress, said
to be the richest maiden in California,'
is in these large sales and shipments,
figuring as a notable cattle queen: Miss
Vail is the daughter of the late Wal
ter Vail, who had over 300,000 head of
steers and sheep on his famous
ranches. Under the direction of Miss
Vail and her mother the cattle do
main left by the father and husband
greatly increased In value. The meat
bardns are paying them $1,000,000 for
steers and sheep this fall.San Fran
'^0 Back in the Game.
"Another sign that the war is over."
"An old-fashioned stock promoter,
wearing diamonds and flashy clothes,
was in here the other day."
"Those chaps are crawling out ot
A Realization. ^-y
"How's prohibition workln' in Crim
son Guich?" -wiS
"All right," replied Three Finger
Sam. "The boys are beginnin* to real
ize that a man's conversation Is Jes*
as Interestin' when he!s sober an' ,a
heap more reliable." fPf.
OH, YES,t "THEY JUL iDD ill"
Characteristic of itfra. 4*ebb hows*?
She Differed In N Way iRiwm th
"Does yoor wife ever-*- Wc
That was aa far as JEtofths *ot wihea
his office mate, Nobbs, brake tar:
"Yes, she does." ,r t*\
"What do you meant**
"Anything. I don't know jrfeait fww
ticular feminine Idiosyncrasy yen ar
going to ask about, but whatever *t ta,
she does it. They all do It.**
"Well, what I was going to say
every night after supper smw wife
wants me to read the news to her. She
says that's the least I can do. as she
hasn't time to read anything aay tnore.
Well, that's all right. She gets In her
little sewing or knitting chair and the
children take up their usual positions
on the floor, with their paper dolls and
one thing or another, and I take the
easy chair and the paper and start on
one of the most thrilling stories. Be
fore I get a paragraph read, she sends
the eldest girl out for a glass of wa
ter. Then two or three lines more
and the little one is sent upstairs for
the scissors. Then the children get In
a fuss about the paper dolls and my
wife breaks in as peacemaker and
keeps up a barrage of conversation to
get them straightened out, all the time
telling me to go right ahead with the
reading. Sometimes, right In the mid
dle of the most interesting part of the
article, she will get up without a word
and go out to the kitchen to get some
thing she wants or to attend to some
thing she's forgotten and if I quit read
ing she'll ask me what I'm stopping
"Yepthey all do it," said Nobbs.
"But that isn't what makes me mad,
particular. It's this: Sometimes when
I think she isn't paying the least at
tention to what I'm reading, I try to
catch her. I'll quit all of a sudden and
say, what's the use, you don't know a
word of what I'm reading. And
blamed if she don't call me every time
and come back with the last para
graph, almost word for word. It beats
"Me, too," said Nobbs. But they
all do it."
The Horseshoe Won.
The print of a horseshoe in soft
earth will always have the power to
stir a young Missouri soldier, even if
he lives long enough to forget the
sounds of war. I
"I don't know yet how I went
through a shelling on Friday, the 13th,
without getting hif." writes Lieut. Law
rence Settles of Fayette, with an artil
lery company of the Eighty-ninth divi
"The Boches had been putting over
a lot of high explosives. We had been
digging in at night, keeping in shallow
shelters all day and trusting to luck. 1
know one thing, howevera little jest
about the superstition of the old horse
shoe saved my life once on that day,
"My sergeant and I picked out a low
fold in the ground for temporary shel
ter and were proceeding toward it,
when I saw the print of a horseshoe in
a shell hole.
"'Well,' I said, 'as this Is Friday,
and the 13th, sergeant, let's sit on the
"We crept In and a minute later the
low fold we had first started for was
blown to the winds. That was one
time, you can bet, I was not ashamed
of having been superstitious."
Art to Be Recovered.
One of the arts which must be re
paired after the war is the art of con
versation. A subcommittee in the min
istry of reconstruction might look into
It. It will be to small purpose that we
have reclaimed thousands of- acres,
achieved the citizenship of women,
Improved the art of cooking and per
formed many other unexpected feats,
if the genial reflection of all this, and
indeed the very stimulus to action, is
dried up or muddy. The link between
cookery and conversation Is a notorious
and not a freakish one. It is the
chef's aim to set us free for ideal
pleasures. We must talk at meals,
but we need not talk about our food.
We have all been dolngjhat too long.
Furs From the Arctic.
Capt. Louis L. Lane, a veteran of
the Arctic trader and miner, is on his
way to northern Canada as an ad
vance scout for a vast chain of fur
supply stations to be operated by a
Boston firm. More than $1,000,000
worth of choice furs annually will he
to Seattle, Wash., from the
company's stations and then dis
tributed throughout the country.
"We have 28 fur stations along the
Athabaska, Peace and Mackenzie riv
ers and expect to establish 25 more,"
said Lane when he departed. "From
the mouth of the Mackenzie the furs
will be shipped around Point Barrow
to Seattle, a distance of 3,500 miles."
The Long Arm.
The war has furnished many strange
coincidences. Here is another. A
young officer came home on leave and
brought his fiancee a piece of a shell
fired by the Germans, but which had
evidently been among ammunition cap
tured from us. He thought It would
interest her, and It did, for she was
able to identify it as having come
from the munition works in which she
worked. It interested her, still more
when she found her own mark on It.
"The Yanks' in Russia must be hav
ing- great fun."
"In. hearing the Russian correspond
ents worry over the English and
M,VB 9XUL I
The flu is *6H with tns. A number
of asn!ies in ouh1B9ue W8L tare aide
with it, And wider the* doctor's are4
Mrs. Je&m iKisner went to Iowa last
week, called these by fh*e raws that
tier mother WBS seriously 31.
Clarence Belair came up from Min
neapolis to spend Clirtstmas with his
parents, TsTr. and. Mrs. Tom Belair.
Clarence has a job at the Minneap
olis steelworlcs and is amking good.
^.Wawen Xisner and wtfo entertained
on Christmas day Mr. and Mrs. Chas.
Brands and son, Orin.
Joe Gustache spent Christmas with
his mother in Mmenapolia.
Chas. Reichert sold some fat cattle
to* Princeton butetiers recently, A '-''ti
Mr. Steadman has gone to Minneap
olis to spend the winter.
Mr. Way has returned home. He
has been putting up a house and
stable on a farm he has purchased
near Zim, St. Louis county.
J. C. Jones has moved onto the
old Orahood farm, now owned by Mr.
Christianson of Princeton._fr
Jesse Steeves has been sawing
wood in this neighborhood.
School is closed in district 32 for
Mannie Whitcomb is visiting rela
tives at Mankato.
Dorothy Gates, who was operated
upon at the Northwestern hospital for
appendicitis, returned home on Mon
Mrs. Wm. Oelkers and daughter
spent Friday evening at Edward
Mr. and Mrs. Hugh Steeves and
family visited at the Oliver Dibblee
home on Sunday.
Mrs. Henry Steeves and son spent
a few days of last week with her
mother, Mrs. Mary Hall.
Mrs. McLean is visiting her par
ents, Mr. and Mrs. Fred Whitcomb.
Mr. and Mrs. L. Ziebarth and son
were guests at the Milbrandt home on
John Gates and family were enter
tained at the C. Borcher home,on
Christmas day. d-"
Carl Grapentine is helping his
brother, Hooga Grapentine. %-j^,,,}
Mr. and Mrs. L. Ziebarth and son
spent last Wednesday evening at the
E. Trunk home.
Mr. and Mrs. O. B. Dibblee and Mr.
and Mrs. E. Trunk and family were
guests at the Pete^LJndeU home on
Christmas eve. J&f4
Mrs. Carl Grapentine and sons and
daughter spent Christmas day at the
Bert Hyndman home.
Mr. and Mrs. O. B. Dibblee" spent
last Monday evening at E. Trunk's.
Marshall Hall is at the Henry
Steeves home. .\~z2
Mr. and Mrs. Pete-Lundell and fam
ily spent last Sunday at the Dibblee
Mrs. Zeimer died at her home in
Blue Hill on Christmas eve from in
fluenza, leaving a husband and three
children. The remains were taken to
Iowa for internment. The family has
the sympathy aof the community.
They have lived here since last spring.
The hailstorm destroyed their crops
last summer. -:.._
Louise and Stella McKown returned
to their studies at Minneapolis this
More of .the beautiful snow arrived
on Monday and we will have a spell of
sleighing, which all will appreciate
who have wood to haul.
Schools have reopened after being
closed for several weeks on account of
Mr. and Mrs. A. Reimah and family
spent Thursday afternoon at H. Rei
Miss Alice Reiman and Miss Alice
Heruth called on the Leander girls
on Sunday afternoon.
John Beto motored to St. Cloud on
Sunday. Must be some attraction,
Slnta Claus brought a bouncing
baby girl to the home of Mr. and Mrs.
Godfrey Seifert on December 21.
Callers at H. Reiman's on Sunday
evening were Mr. and Mrs. Wm. He
ruth, Mrs. Geo. Wilhelm and son,
Herman, and Miss Minnie Staats.
Alice, Edna, Hazel and Arthur Le
ander spent Monday evening at the
Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Heruth and sons,
Bennie and Oscar, had dinner with
Mr. and Mrs. Jack Vernon of Brick
ton on Thursday. v'r.
Word has been received that Willie
Heruth has arrived in New York from
France and is now in the hospital
Miss Ellinore Boockhart of Willmar
is visiting relatives and friends here.
Freda and Alfred Heruth called at
the Betzler home on Christmas even
Herman Wilhelm and Otto Bauman
spent Sunday afternoon at Betzler's.
COM E IN
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A. 5 ^'o-^v
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ing organization. This enables us to do
our share in assisting the government in
handling its financial problems, and to
extend to businessand industry theicproper
measure of accommodation.
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Supporting the Goverliment
Jast Like O
ITH a new interest period
beginning January lst,now
is a particularly good time
to stare that savings ac
A few dollars deposited here regu
larly every week will soon grow into
an amount by no means trivial.
Jn the meantime interest at the rate
of 5 percent compounded semi-an
nually is working on every nickel
you put away.
In a few months you will discover
money to your credit that you neith
er worked for or put there. Inter
estit's just like finding money.
We Pay 5 Percent Interest on
Princeton State Bank
^'g YOU'LL GIVE YOUR WIFE A BANK ACCOUNT SHE WILL
SlYFJiMty^lX^ JStS&V'ffll HE BILLS WITH CHECK
.TS. 8EE THAT BANK ACCOUNT GROWc THEre*
FOR UNNECESSARY TRIFLES. IT WILu GIVE HER A FEEL-
ING OF PRIDE IN HELPING YOU.
THAT MONEY WILL COME IN HANDY SOME DAY.
W ,MSyNT INTEREST ON TIME^
COMETO OUR BANK.
SHE WILL TAKE GOODS
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