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The judge puffed heavily at his pipe
and merely shook his head, making no
reply. Stott explained:
"We can't look for help from that
quarter, Shirley. You don't expect a
man to cut loose his own kite, do you?"
"What do you mean?" demanded
Shirely, mystified.
"Simply this— that John Burkett
Ryder is the very man who is respon
sible for all your father's misfor
tunea."
Tho girl sank back in her seat pale
•nd motionless, as if she had received
a blow. Was it possible? Could Jeffer
son's father have done them such a
•wrong as this? She well knew that
Ryder, Sr.. was a man who would stop:
at nothing to accomplish his purpose—
this she had demonstrated conclusive
ly in her book— but she had never
dreamed that his hand would ever be
directed against her own flesh and
blood. Decidedly some fatility was
causing Jefferson and herself to drift
further and further apart First, her
father's trouble. That alone would
naturally have separated them. And
now this discovery that Jefferson's
father had done hers this wrong. All
idea of marriage was henceforth out
of the question. That was irrevocable.
Of course, she could not hold Jeffer
son to blame for methods which he
himself abhorred. She would always
think as much of him as ever, but
whether her father emerged safely
from the trial in the Senate or not—
no matter what the outcome of the
impeachment proceedings might be,
Jefferson could never be anything else
than a Ryder and from now on there
would be an Impassable gulf between
the Rossmores and the Ryders. The
'dove does not mate with the hawk.
"Do you realy belive this, that John
Ryder deliberately concocted the
bribery charge with the sole purpose
of ruining my father?" demanded
Shirley when she had somewhat re
covered.
"There Is no other solution of the
mystery possible," answered Stott.
"The Trusts found they could not fight
hfm in open, in a fair, honest way, so
they plotted In the dark. Ryder was
the man who had most. to lose by your
father's henesty on the bench. Ryder
was the man he hit the hardest when
he enjoined his Transcontinental Rail
road. Ryder, I am convinced, is the
chief conspirator."
"But can such things be In a civili
zed community?" cried Shirley in
dignantly. "Cannot he be exposed,
won't the press take the matter up,
cannot we show conspiracy?"
"It sounds easy, but it isn't," replied
Stott. "I have had a heap of exper
ience with the law, my child, and I
know what I'm talking about. They're
too clever to be caught tripping .They
've covered their tracks well, be sure
of that. As to the newspapers— when
did you ever hear of them champion
ing a man when he's down?"
"And you, father—do you believe
Ryder did this?"
"I have no longer any doubt of it,"
answered the judge. "I think John
Ryder would see me dead before he
would raise a finger to help me. His
(answer to my demand for my letters
convinced me that he was the arch
plotter."
"What letters do you refer to?" de
maned Shirley.
"Hie letters I wrote to him in re
gard to my making an Investment. He
advised the purchase of certain stock.
11 wrote him two letters at the time,
which letters If I had them now would
go along way to clearing me of this
charge of bribery, for they plainly
showed that I regarded the transaction
as a bona fide investment. Since this
trouble began I wrote to Ryder asking
him to return me these letters so I
might use them in my defence. The
only reply I got was an insolent note
from his secretary saying that Mr.
Ryder had forgotten all about the
transaction and in any case had not
the letters referred to."
"Couldn't you compel him to return
them?" asked Shirley.
"We could never get at him," inter
rupted Stott. "The man is guarded as
carefully as the Czar."
"Still," objected Shirley, "it is pos
sible that he may have lost the letters
or even nf-ver received them."
"Oh, he has them safe enough," re
plied Stott. "A man like Ryder keeps
every scran of paper, with the idea
that it may prove useful some day. The
letters are lying somewhere in his desk.
Besides, after the Transcontinental de
cision he was heard to say that he'd
have Judge Rossmore off the Bench
inside of a year."
"And it wasn't a vain boast—he's
done it," muttered the judge.
Shirley rolasped into silence. Her
brain was in a whirl. It was true then.
This merciless man of money, this ogre
of monopolistic corporations, this hu
man juggernaut had crushed her father
merely becauie by his honesty he In
terfered with his shady business deals!
Ah, why had she spared him in her
book? She felt now that she had been
too lenient, not bitter enough, not suf
ficently pitiless Such a man was en
titled to no mercy. Yes, it was all
clear enough now. John Burkett Ryder
the head of "the System," the pluto
crat whose fabulous fortune gave him
absolute control over the entire coun
try, which invested him with a person
al power greater than that of any king,
this was the man who now dared at
tack the Judiciary, the corner stone of
fr, the Constitution, the one safeguard of
jf tie people's liberty.. ,Where yrould .lt(
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(She stopped short to watch the af
fect which this name would have on
her hearers. But to her surprise
neither her father nor Stott displayed
the slightest emotion or even interest.
Puzzled at this cold reception she re
peated:
"Did you hear, father—John Burkett
Ryder will come to your assistance. I
came home on the same ship as his son
and he promised to secure his father's
aid."
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end? How long would the nation toler
ate being thus ruthlessly trodden un
der the unclean heels of an insolent
oligarchy? The capitalists, banded to
gether for the sole purpose of pillage
and loot, had alread succeeded In en
slaving the toiler. The appalling de
gradation of the working classes, the
sordldness and demoralizing squalor
in which they passed their lives, the
curse of drink, the provocation of
crime, the shame of the sweat shops
—all which evils in our social system
she had been as a Settlement worker,
were directly tracable to Centralized
Wealth. The labor unions regulated
wages and hours, but they were power
less to control the prices of the neces
saries of life. The Trusts could at
pleasure create famine or plenty. They
usually willed to make it famine so
they themselves might acquire more
millions with which to pay for marble
palaces, fast motor cars, ocean-going
yachts and expensive establishments
at Newport. Food was ever dearer and
of poorer quality, clothes cost more,
rents and taxes were higher. She
thought of the horrors in the packing
houses of Chicago recently made the
subject of a sensational government re
port—putrid, pestiferous meats put up
for human food amid conditions of un
speakable foulness, freely exposed to
deadly germs from the expectorations
of work people suffering from tuber
culosis, In unsanitary rotten buildings
soaked through with blood and every
conceivable form, of filth a.nd decay,
the beef barons careless and indiffer
ent to the dictates of common decency
so long as they could make more
money. And while our public gasped
fn disgust at the sickening revelations'
of the Beei scandal and foreign coun
tries quickly cancelled their contracts
for American prepared meats, the mil
lionaire packer, insolent in the pos
session of wealth stolen from a poison
ed public, impudently appeared in pub
lic in his fashionable touring car. with
head erect and self-satisfied, wholly in
different to his shame.
These and other evidences of the
plutocracy's cruel grip upon the nation
had ended by exasperating the people.
There must be a limit somewhere to
the turpitudes of a degenerate class of
nouveaux riches. The day of reckon
ing was fast aproaching for the graf
ters and among the first to taste the
vengeance of the people would be the
Colossus. But while waiting for the
people to rise in their righteous wrath,
Ryder was all powerful, and if it were
true that he had instituted these im
peachment proceedings her father had
little chance. What could be done?
They could not sit and wait, as Stott
had said, for the action of the Senate.
If it were true that Ryder controlled
the Senate as he controlled everything
else her father was doomed. No, they
must find some other way.
And long after the judge and Stott.
had left for the city Shirley sat alone
on the porch engrossed in thought, tax
ing her brain to find some way out of
the darkness. And when presently her
mother ana aunt returned they found
her still sitting there, silent and pre
occupied. If they only had those let
ters, she thought. They alone, might
save her father. But how could they
be got at? Mr. Ryder had put them
safely away, no doubt. He would not
give them up. She wondered how it
would be to go boldly to him and ap
peal to whatever sense of honour and
fairness that night be lying latent with
in him. No, such a man would not
know what the terms "honour,"
"fairness" meant. She pondered upon
it all day and at night when she went
tired to bee', it was her last thought as
she dropped off to sleep.
The following morning broke clear
and fine. It was one of those glorious,
ideal days of which we get perphaps
half a dozen during the whole summer,
days when the air is cool and bracing,
champagne-like in its exhilarating ef
fect, and when Nature dons her bright
est dress, when the atmosphere is pur
er, the grass greener, the sky bluer, the
flowers sweeter and the birds sing in
more joyous chorus, when all creation
seems in tune. Days that make living
worth while, when one can forget the
ugliness, the selfishness, the empty
glitter of the man-made city and walk
erect and buoyant in the open country
as in the garden of God.
Shirley went out for a long walk.
She preferred to go alone so she would
not have to talk. Hers was one of
those lonely. Introspective natures that
resent the intrusion of aimless chatter
when preoccupied with serious
thoughts. Long Island was unknown
territory to her and it all looked very
flat and uninteresting, but she loved
the country and found keen delight in
the fresh, pure air and the sweet scent
of new mown hay wafted from the sur
rounding fields. In her soft, loose
fitting linen dress, her white canvas
shoes, garden hat trimmed with red
roses, and lace parasol, she made an
attractive picture and every passer-by
—with the exception of one old farmer
and he was half blind— turned to look
at this good-looking girl, a stranger in
those parts and whose stylish appear
ance suggested Fifth Avenue rather
than the commonplace purlieus of Mas.
sapequa.
Every now and then Shirley espied
in the distance the figure of a man
which she thought she recognized as
that of Jefferson. Had he come, after
all? The blood went coursing tumul
tuou^ly through her veins only a
momont later to leave her face a shade
paler as the man came nearer and she
saw he was a stranger. She wondered
what he was doing, if he gave her a
thousht, if he had spoken to his father
and what the latter had said. She
could realize now what Mr. Ryder's re
ply had been. Then she wondered what
her future life would be. She could
do nothing, of course, until the Senate
had passed upon her 'father's case, but
it was Imperative that she get to work.
In a day or two, she would call on her
publishers and learn how her took was
selling. She might get other commis-
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sions. If rhe could not make enough
money in literary work she would have
to teach. It was a dreary out-look at
best, and she sighed as she thought
of the ambitions that had once stirred
her breast. All the brightness seemed
to have gone out of her life, her
father disgraced, Jefferson now practi
cally lost to her—only her work re
mained.
As she neared the cottage on her re
turn home she caught sight of the
letter carrier approaching the gate. In
stantly she thought of Jefferson,* and
she hurried to intercept the man. Per
haps he had written instead of com
ing.
"M'ss Stir ley Rossmore?" said the
man eyeing her interrogatively.
"That's I," said Shirley.
The postman handed her a letter and
passed on. Shirley glanced quickly at
the superscription. No, it was not from
Jefferson she knew his handwriting
too well. The envelope, moreover, bore
the firm name of her publishers. She
tore it open and found that it merely
contained another letter which the pub
Ushers had forwarded. This was ad
dressed to Miss Shirley Green and ran
as follows:
Dear Madam.—If convenient, I
should like to see you at my office,
No. 36 Broadway, in relation to your
book "The American Octopus." Kindly
inform me as to the day and hour at
which I may expect you.
Yours truly,
John Burkett Ryder.
Shirley almost shouted from sheer
excitement. At first she was alarmed
—the r.ame John Burkett Ryder was
such a bogey to frighten bad children
with, she thought he might want to
punish her for writing about him as
she had. She hurried to the porch and
sat there reading the letter over and
ever and her brain began to evolve
ideas. She had been wondering how
she could get at Mr. Ryder and here
he was actually asking her to 0611 on
him. Evidently he had not the slight
est idea of her identity, for he had
been able to reach her only through
her publishers and no doubt he had
exhausted every other means of dis
covering her address. The more she
pondered over it the more she began
to see in this invitation a way of help
ing her father. Yes, she would go and
beard the lion in his den, but she
would not go to his office. She would
accept the invitation only on condition
that the interview took place at Ryder
mansion where undoubtedly the letters
would be found. She decided to act im
mediately. No time was to be lost, so
she procured a sheet of paper and an
envelope and wrote as follows:
Mr. John Burkett Ryder,
Dear Sir.—I do not call upon gentle
men at their business office.
Yours, etc.,
Shirley Green.
Her letter was abrupt and at first
glance seemed hardly calculated to
bring about what she wanted— an in
vitation -o call at the Ryder home,
but she was shrewd enough to see
that if Ryder wrote to her at all it was
because he was anxious to see her
and her abruptness would not deter
him from trying again. On the con
trary, the very unusualness of anyone
thus dictating to him would make him
more •".ban ever desirous of making her
acquaintance. So Shirley mailed the
letter and waited with confidence for
Ryder's reply. So certain was she
that one would come that she at once
began to form her plan of action. She
would leave Massapequa at once, and
her whereabouts must remain a secret
even from her own family. As she in
tended to go to the Ryder house in the
assumed character of Shirley Green, it
would never do to run the risk of be
ing followed home a Ryder detective
to the Rossmore cottage. She would
confidc in one person only, Judge Stott.
He would know where she was and
would be in constant communication
with her. But, otherwise, she must be
alone to conduct the campaign as she
judged fit. She would go at once to
New York and take rooms in a board
ing house where she would be known
as Shirley Green. As for funds to meet
her expenses, she had her diamonds,
and would they not be filling a more
useful purpose if sold to defray the
cost of saving her father than in mere
personal adornment? So that evening,
while her mother was talking with
the judge, she beckoned Stott over to
the corner where she was sitting:
"Judge Stott," she began, "I have a
plan."
He smiled indulgently at her.
"Another friend like that of yester
day?" he said.
"No," replied the girl, "listen. I am
in earnest now and I want you to help
me. You said that no one on earth
could resist John Burkett Ryder, that
no one could fight against the Money
Power. Well, do you know what I am
going to do?"
There was a quiver in her voice and
her nostrils were dilated like those of
a thoroughbred eager tc run the race.
She had risen from her seat end stood
facing him, her fists clenched, her
face set and determined. Stott had
never seen her in this mood and he
gazed at her half admiringly, half
curiously.
"What will you do?" he asked with
a slightly ironical inflection in his
voice.
"I am going to fight John Burkett
Ryder!" she cried.
Stott looked at her open-mouthed.
"You?" he said.
"Yes, I." said Shirley. "I'm going, to
THE OTTUMWA. COURIIffl!
him and I intend to get. those letters
if he has them."
Stott shook his head.
"My dear child," he said, "what are
you talking about? How can you ex
pect to reach Ryder? We couldn't."
"I don't know just how yet," replied
Shirley, "but I'm going- to try. I love
my father and I'm going to leave noth
ing untried to save htm."
"But what can you do?" persisted
Stott. "The matter has been sifted
over and over by some of the greatest
minds in the country."
"Has any woman sifted it over?"
demanded Shirley.
"No, but—" stammered Stott.
"Then It's about time one did," said
the girl decisively. "Those letters my
father speaks of—they would be use
ful, would they not?"
"They would be invaluable."
"Then I'll get them. If no—"
"But 1 don't understand how you're
going to get it at Ryder," interrupted
Stott.
"This is how," replied Shirley, pass
ing over,to him the letter she had re
ceived that afternoon.
As Stott recognized the well-known
signature and- read the contents the
expression of his face changed. He
gasped for breath and sank into a
chair from sheer astonishment.
"Ah, that's different!" he cried,
"that's different!" Briefly Shirley out
lined her plan, explaining that she
would go to live in the city immediate
ly and conduct her campaign from
there. If she was successful it might
save her father and if not no harm
could come of It.
Stott demurred at first. He did not
not wish to bear alone the responsi
bility of such an adventure. There
was no knowing what might happen
to her, visiting a strange house under
an assumed name. But when he saw
how thoroughly in earnest she was and
that, she was ready to proceed without
him he capitulated. He agreed that she
might be able to find the missing let
letrs or if not that she might make
some impression on Ryder himself. She
could show interest in the judge's
case as a disinterested outsider and
so might win his sympathies. He
promised to co-operate in every way and
to keep Shirley's whereabouts an ab
solute secret. The glri, therefore, be
gan to make her preparations for de
parture from home by telling her par
ents that she had eccepted an invita
tion to spend a week or two with an
old college chum in New York.
That same evening her mother, the
judge, and Stott went for a stroll after
dinner and left her to take care of the
house. They had wanted Shirley to
go, too, but she pleaded fatigue. The
truth was that she wanted to be alone
so she could ponder undisturbed over
her plans. It was a clear, starlit night,
with no moon, and Shirley sat on the
porch listening to the chirping of the
crickets and idly watching the flashes
of the mysterious fireflies. She was in
no mood for reading and sat for a long
time rocking herself engrossed in her
thoughts. Suddenly she heard some
one unfasten the garden gate. It was
too soon for the return of the promen
aders it must be a visitor. Through
the uncertain penumbra of the garden
she discerned approaching a form
which looked familiar. Yes, now there
was no doubt possible: It was, indeed,
Jefferson Ryder.
She hurried down the porch to greet
him. No matter what the father had
done she could never think any the
less of the son. He took her hand and
for several moments neither one spoke.
There are times when silence is more
eloquent than speech and this was one
of them. The gentle grip of his big
strong hand expressed more tenderly
than any words the sympathy that lay
in his heart for the woman he loved.
Shirley 3aid quietly:
"You have come at last, Jefferson."
"I came as soon as I could," he re
plied gently. "I saw father enly yester
day."
'"You need not tell me what he
said," Shirley hastened to say.
Jefferson made no reply. He un
derstood what she meant. He hung
his head and hit viciously with his
walking stick at the pebbles ttat lay
at his feet. She went on:
"I know everything now It was
foolish of me to think that Mr. Ryder
would evor help us."
"I can't help it any way," blurted
out Jefferson. "I have not the slightest
influence over him. His business
methods I consider disgraceful—you
understand that, don't you, Shirley?"
The girl laid her hand on his arm
and replied kindly:
"Of course, Jeff, we know that. Come
up and sit down."
He followed her on the porch and
drew up a rocker beside her.
"They are all out for a walk," she
explained.
"I'm glad," ho said frankly. "I want
ed a quite talk with you. I did not
care to meet anyone. My name must
be odious to your people."
Both wore silent, feeling a certain
awkwardness. They seemed to have
drifted apart in some way since those
delightful days In Paris and on the
ship. Then he said:
"I'm going away, but I couldn't go
until 1 saw you."
"You are going away?" exclaimed
Shirley, surprised.
(Continued in next issue.)
BANISTER BOND DIES.
Davis County Pioneer Passes Away at
Home in West Chester.
Bloomfleld, February 27. Ban
ister Band died at his home near
West Grove Sunday at the age of 81
years, death resulting from catarrhal
pneumonia from which he suffered
only a short time. The funera^
vices were held on Monday at the*home
of his son. A. J. Bond, conducted by
Rev. Black, pastor of the Christian
church of Ottumwa. The funeral rites
were held in the Orleans cemetery in
Appanoose county.
Rebckah Ladge Number One
of the World, was well repre
sented Tuesday evening at a meeting
of Myra Rebekah lodge, held in Ot
tumwa at which two candidates were
Initiated. At the close of the business
session, a pleasant social hour was
spent in which enjoyable readings were
given by Mrs. Stewart. Light refresh
ments were served. The party in at
tendance from this city and county
was composed of Mr. and Mrs. John
Owens, Mr. and Mrs. John Shook, Mr
and Mrs. Martin Eichelberger, Miss
Frances Bryant. Miss Belva Burdette,
and Fred Yakle.
Our Spring Wall Papers arriving
daily. Bloomfleld Drug: Co.
\1T- AND Mxa. J. XL DaVajilf bavptiA-
RELIC OF WAR
IS ON DISPLAY
Flag Famous During Lincoln's Cam
paign, on Exhibition Here.
From Wednesday's Daily. ,•
Moth eaten and worn, its once
bright stars and stripes faded, an
American flag consplclous in the ral
lies and political meetings of Lincoln's
first presidental campaign hangs in the
window of Cullen's Dry Goods store,
the property of Its one remaining own
er. The flag was made by several
patriotic women of Utica, Van Buren
county, during the presldental cam
paign of 1860.
Owing to the scarcity of oil muslin
from which It is made at the country
store the flag has but ten stripes. In
the center surrounded by stars is the
design of the American eagle, made
from a piece- of damask taken from
the upholstering of a parlor chair be
longing to one of the women. Beneath
this is the inscription, "Lincoln -aad
Hamlin."
In the days of '61 when disaster
threatened the life of the nation, its
waving folds inspired men to die that
its stars might remain Inseparable.
Many a time has it waved gloriously
above the heads of men, long ago pass
ed away but whose names live chroni
cled in history.
Though all but one pair of hands
that helped in its making are laid to
rest, the patriotism that was sewed in
to Its sta/€« and stripes still lives in
the faded folds of their creation.
sued invitations to the marriage of
their daughter. Allie Opal to Leslie
Leroy Turpin, March 6.
Mr. and Mrs. John Plank left Mon
day for Kansas City, where Mrs. Plank
will make an extended visit with her
son and daughter, Mr. and Mrs. Cur
tis Plank and family and Mr. and Mrs
Charles Faeth and fajnily.
Mrs. D. M. Wise returned Tuesday
from Milton, where she attended the
marriage of her niece. Miss Blanche
Wray, to Will Curl, which took place
on Sunday.
Msr. S. J. Henderson of Kansas
City arrived Tuesday and is visiting at
the home of her parents. Judge and
Mrs. S. S. Carruthers.
News From Chariton.
Chariton,. Feb. 27.—A marriage li
cense was granted to C. E. Mundell
and May Ratcliff yesterday. The con
tracting parties are both residents of
Jackson township.
Mrs. George Wishart and little son,
Houghland Wishart, of St. Joseph, Mo.
are spending a few days with Mrs.
Wishart's parents, Mr. and Mrs. O. A.
Houghland.
John Wishart returned yesterday
from David City, Neb., where he has
been spending the winter.
Sheriff Gittinger made a business
trip to Albia Monday.
Mr. and Mrs. Edward Clark of Os
ceola spent the day in the city Tues
day.
Mrs. J. D. Knotts of Lucas was in
the city yesterday.
Rev. Holmberg of Parker, has been
called to the pastorate of the Swedish
church.
Mrs. A. C. Reibel spent the day yes
terday in Oakley.
Miss Anna SasmenhOusmer left to
day for a visit with her parents.
Mr. and Mrs. O. B. Shore of Russell
were in the city Tuesday.
Clark Harvey of Villisca is spend
ing a few days with relatives.
George Fluke of Osceola spent Tues
day with relatives here.
Asberry Steele of Lincoln township
was given a surprise Tuesday niglit
by his wife. In honor of his birthday
anniversary. Refreshments were se.
ed.
JAMES KING DIES.
Prominent Business Man of Seymour
Passes Away.
Seymour, Feb. 27.—James King, one
of the oldest business men of Seymour
died at his home on the northeast cor
ner of the square, Saturday evening.
The funeral was conducted by Rev.
Clemens at the Baptist church Monday
at 2:30 p. m. Mr. King had been in
very poor health for some time and re
tired from business about two months
ago.
The oratorical contest by students
of the high school for the Rosengren
medal was held at the opera house on
Friday evening. Olive Ross won the
medal.
Andy Da'Gard and Angelo Smaniato,
two Italian miners of the Big Jim
mine, who have been in poor health
for some time, started Monday night
for Italy, where they will remain in
definitely.
Leo Cain and Cecil Green, both of
this city, were married in Centerville
Monday. They will make their home
in Seymour.
"Lome" Allison moved from Shelby
ville, Mo., Monday to the Ed Richard
son farm seven miles south of this
city. He has purchased the farm and
will locate permanently.
Roscoe Phillips arrived home
from Chicago Thursday night.
Milliam Montelth of near Guymon,
Oklahoma, arrived Sunday night for a
visit with his family. He has been
proving on a claim.
Mrs. L. C. McGarry, district superin
tendent of this district of the Iowa
Children's Home was in this city over
Sunday and visited the Christian,
Methodist Episcopal and Baptist
churches in behalf of the home. TIu
offerings and pledges amounted to
over $40, which, with the p^^kmt rais
ed at the Presbyterian ^^Foh two
weeks ago, brings the offering of the
Seymour churches to more than $60.
The members of the Methodist Epis
copal church held a reception for the
new members at the church Tuesday
evening.
Messrs. White and Shaw, who are
preparing to move to Seattle. Washing
ton, loaded their car Tuesday.
Paokwood News.
Packwood, Feb. 27.—Mrs. Nate Rug
gles is on the sick list.
J. M. Downey and family of Sigour
ney are guests of relatives here.
Elder Harrington, a former pastor
of the Christian church here, preached
for that congregation Sunday.
Ralph Fleener and family are moving
into John Barrow's property on the
West Side.
Miss Lizzie Kilmer has returned
from a week's visit with relatives at
Harper.
Mrs. H. I. Lash returned to her
home at Oskaloosa Sunday after a
short visit with her mother, Mrs.
Sadie Ramey.
Lloyd Mitchell of this place and Miss
Matilda Prlngle were married Thurs
day night at the Methodist parsonage
by Rev. O. G. Orcutt.
Mip. and Mrs. C. S. Adams went to
Alnsworth Monday as invited guests
to the tin wedding of Mr. Adams' sis
ter and husband, Mr. and Mrs. Wil
liam Klrkpatrick. The wedding o.c
aurrad
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To contradict certain talk
and to put the consuming pub
lic in possession of the troth,
we say in plain words that no
one in this town can sell as
good coffee as Afbttckles'
Atiosa for as little money.
Misbranded and make-believe
Mocha and Java, or coffee sold
loose out of a bag or a bin, is
not as good value for the money,
nor can it be sold at as narrow
profit, nor reach the consumer
under as favorable conditions.
When you buy Arbuck1es
Ariosa Coffee you get more than
16 net ozs. of straight, wholesome
Brazilian coffee from the largest
coffee firm in the world, with that Spy,
firm's direct assurance that they
are giving you the best coffee in '$
the world for the money.
AlREUCICLE BROS., New York City.
PEOPLE OF NOTE IN
THE WORLD TODAY
Frank B. Kellogg
Frank B. Kellogg, who is now representing as special counsel the
Inter-state Commerce Commission, lives at St. Paul, Minn. Mr. Kellogg
made a big legal reputation on railroad matters while he was acting as the
general counsel for the Duluth and Iron Range railroad. He made a strong
impression on the administration while representing the attorney general of
the United States department during the recent prosecution of tne Standard
Oil company. Mr. Kellogg has associated with him in tne present investiga
tion of the Harriman combination of railroads C. A. Severance, an at
torney of St. Paul. During the meeting of the Universal Congress of Law
yers and Jurists at St Louis in 1904 Mr. Kellogg attended the convention a«
a government delegate. His present work is being t»one under the provision
of the new rate law.
SHAVERS' SUPPLIES!
Razors from 75c fo $5 each.
Lather Brushes 10c to 50c.
Shaving Mugs 25c to $2.50.
Williams' Shaving Soap.
Ottumwa Hardware Co.,
122 East Maiti Street.
Tomato Growers, Attentton!
We are now making contracts for acreage on a sliding scale and
will pay for tomatoes during the coming season as follows:
AUGUST DELIVERIES 25 cents per bu.
SEPTEMBER DELIVERIES 221/i, cents per bu.
OCTOBER DELIVERIES 20 cents per bu.
Call at General Office or scale house.
JOHN MORRELL & CO., Ltds OTTUMWA, IOWA.
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