Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume], January 30, 1909, Image 2

About Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916

Image provided by: State Historical Society of Iowa

                
t,1
fc"
l#
I
IK-
ii A
4
fv
*i
G*• .v!
'fU
f" 1
Is'
IV-
EN
I *1
AR'^V-7-
(fa
i.
fr
SATURDAY, January 30, 1909.
All the Bame, there were only about a
dozen bits of tiling that didn't fit into
her mosaic a little bit. ... I think
they're all tarred with the same sticic
—all but the girl. And there's some
thing afoot a "long sight more devilish
and crafty than that shilling-shocker
of madam's. Dorothy Calen
dar's got about as much active part
sin it as I have. I'm only from Cali
fornia, but they've got to show me, be
fore I'll beiieve a word against her.
... Those infernal scoundrels!
', Somebody's got to be on the girl's
side and I "seem to have drawn the
lucky straw. Good Heavens! is it
possible- for a grown man ,to fall heels
over head in love in two short hours?
I don't believe it. It's just interest—
nothlng'more And I'll have to
have a change of clothes before I can
do anything further."
He bowed gratefully to the Hons, in
view of their tolerant interest in his
soliloquy, and set off very suddenly
round the square and up St. Martin's
Lane, striking across town as directly
." as might be for St. Pancras Station.
It would undoubtedly be a long walk,
but cabs were prohibited by his strait
ened means, and the busses were all
abed and wouldn't be astir for hours.
He strode along Rapidly, finding his
way more through intuition than by
observation or familiarity with Lon
don'^ geography—indeed, was scarce
aware of his surroundings for hi?
brain was big with fine imagery, rapt
In a glowing, dream of knighterrantvy
and chivalric deeds.
Thus is it ever and alway with those
who in the purity of young hearts rush
In where angels fear to tread if these,
Kirkwood and his ilk, be fools, thank
God for them, for with such foolish
ness Is life savored and made sweet
and sound! To Kirkwood the warp
of the world and the woof of it was
romance, and it wrapped him round,
a magic mantle to set him apart from
all things mean and sordid and render
him impregnable and invisible to the
haunting shade of care.
Which, by the same token, presently
lost track of him entirely and wander
ed oft to find and bedevil some other
poor devil. And Kirkwood his eyes
like his spirit elevated, saw that th-?
clouds, of1, night were breaking, thy
,_^Ekies clearing, that the east pulsed
ever more strongly with the" aim gold
en promise of the,day to come. And
this he chose to take ior an omen—
prematurely,- it may be.
CHAPTER IX.
Kirkwood wasted little time, who
•had not much to waste, were he to d:
s..that
upon whose doing he had set his
heart. It irked him sore to have to
lose the invaluable moments demand
ed by certain imperative arrangements
but his haste was such that all was
consummated within an hour.
Within the period of a single hour,
-•then, he had ransomed his luggage ai
St. Pancras, caused it to be loaded up
on a four-wheeler and transferred to
/neighboring hotel of evil-flavor but
moderate tariff, where he engaged
room for a week, ordered an immedi
ate breakfast, and retired with his be
longings to his room he had shaved
A-and changed his clothes, selecting a
.- serviceable suit of heavy tweeds, stout
:,.shoes, a fore-and-aft cap and a neg'i
•gee shirt of a deep shade calculated at
least to seem clean for a long time
finally he had devoured his bacon and
eggs, gulped down his coffee and burn
ed his mouth, and, armed with a stout
stick, set off hotfoot in the still dim
glimmering of early day.
By this time his cash capital had
dwindled to the sum of two pounds,
ten shillings, eight pence and would
have been much less had he paid for
his lodging in advance. But he con
Bidered his trunks ample security for
the bill, and dared not wait the hour
when shopkeepers begin to take down
shutters and it becomes possible to
realize upon one's jewelry. Besides
which, he had never before been ca'.l
ed upon to consider the advisability
of raising money by pledging personal
property, and was in considerable
doubt as to the right course of proced
ure in such emergency.
At King's cross station on the under-
Bad Taste in
the Mouth,
Appetite Bad,
Head Heavy,
StomachSour,
A general feeling: of being tired and
worn out—unfit for business or the
duties or pleasures of life.
fs that the Way You Feel
If it is, you should know that the
famous tonic laxative,
Lane's Family
Medicine
(called also Lane's Tea)
will give that perfect internal clean
liness and wholesomeness which pro
duees health and the feeling of com
fort that makes life enjoyable.
All druggists sell it in 25c. and
50o. packages.
I (II1 ft A ti ft a
fVVVVV» VPWiVViVVVVfWVVVT
I
l-r
L~JI
*v^V .'V -«v"' •".'
$ $ $ $ $ 4 $ $ $ $ 4 $
THE BLACK BAG
By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE.
Copyright—By Bobbs, Merrill Co.
•|i j. if •***'1'*'t'**
$. CHAPTER Vin—Continued.
"Well," appreciated Mr. Klrkwooil
with gusto, "she's got Ananias and
Sapphira talked to a standstill, all
right!" He ruminated over this for a
moment. "Calendar can lie some, too
but hardly with her picturesque touch.
•. Uncommon ingenious, I call it.
1-if^*ewki».*eiiw«M«(*«a6i6w,«'yti'«'."'/*wU,aciI»--'.•*»-••.»vn*.t»%v
ground an- acute disappointment await
ed him there, likewise, he learned
something about London. A sympa
thetic bobby informed him that no
trains would be running until after
five-thirty, and that, furthermore, n)
busses would begin to ply until half
after seven.
"It's tramp it or cab it, then," mused
the young man mournfully, his longing
gaze seeking a nearby cab-rank—just
then occupied by a solitary hansom,
driver somnolent on the box. "Offi
cer," he again addressed the police
man, mindful of the English axiom:
"When in doubt ask a bobby."—"Offi
cer, when's high tide this morning?"
The bobby produced a well-worn
pocket-almanac, moistened a massive
thumb and rippled the pages.
"London bridge, 'igh tide twenty
minutes arter six, sir," he announced
with a glow of satisfaction wholly par
donable in one who combines the func
tions of perambulating almanac, guide
book, encyclopedia, and conserver of
the peace.
Kirkwood said something beneath
his breath—a word in itself a com
fortable mouthful and -Wholesome and
emphatic* He glanced again "at the
cab and groaned: "O Lord. I just das
sent!" With which, thanking the bu
reau of information, he set off at a
quick step down Grey's inn road.
The day had closed down in bril
liance upon the city—and the voice of
the milkman was to be heard in the
land—when he trudged, still briskly -'f
a trifle wearily, into Holborn, and held
on eastward across the viaduct and
down Newgate street the while add
ling his weary wits with heart-sicken
ing computations of minutes, all going
hopelessly to prove that he would be
late, far too late even presupposing
the unlikely. The unlikely, be it
known, was that the Aletha would not
attempt to sail before the turn of the
tide.
For this was his mission to find
the Aletha before she sailed. Incred
ible as it may appear, at five o'clock,
or maybe earlier, on the morning of
the twenty-second of April, 130C, A.
D., Philip Kirkwood, normally a com
monplace but likable young American
in full possession of his senses, might,
have been seen (and by some was
seen) plodding manfully through
Cheapside, London, England, engaged
upon a quest as mad, forlorn and gal
lant as any whose chronicle ever in
spired the pen of a Malory or a Frois
sart. In brief he proposed to lend his
arm and courage to be the shield and
buckler of one who might or might
not be ti damsel in distress accord
ing,, as ,to whether Mrs. Hallam had
spoken socthly of Dnrof' Calendar,
or Kirkwood's own admiranie faith
the girl were justified of itself.
Proceeding upon the working hy
pothesis that Mrs. Hallam was a pol
ished liar in most respects, but had
told the truth, so far as concerned her
statement to the effect that the glad
stone bag contained valuable reil
property (whose ownership remained
a moot question, though Kirkwood was
definitely committed to the belief that
it was none of Mrs. Hallam's or her
son's) he reasoned that the two ad
venturers, with Dorothy and their
booty, would attempt to leave London
by a water route, in the ship, Aletha,
whose name had fallen from their lips
at Bermondsey Old Stairs.
Kirkwood's initial task, then, would
be to find the needle in the haystack—
the metaphor is poor more properly,
to sort out from the hundreds of ves
sels, of all descriptions, at anchor hi
midstream, moored to the wharves of
'long shore warehouses, or in the gi
gantic docks that line the Thames, thr-'t
one called Alethea, of which he was
so deeply mired in ignorance that ho
could not say whether she were tramp
steamer. coastwise passenger boat,
one of the liners that ply between Til
bury and all the world, channel ferry
boat, private yacht (steam or sail),
schooner, four-master, square-rigger,
barque or brigantine.
A task t6 stagger the optimism of
any but one equipped with the sublime
impudence of youth! Even Kirkwood
was disturbed by some little awe when
he contemplated the vast proportions
of his undertaking. None the less
doggedly he plugged ahead, and tried
to keep li'is mind from vain surmises
as to what would be his portion when
eventually he should find himself a
passenger, uninvited and unwelcome,
upon the Alethea.
London had turned over once or
twice, and was pulling the bedclothes
over its head and grumbling about get
ting up, but the city was still sound
asleep when at length he paused for
a minute's rest in front of the Man
sion house, and realized with a pang
of despair that he was completely tuck
ered out. There was a dull, vague
throbbing in his head weights press
ed upon his eyeballs until they ached:
his mouth was hot and tasted of yes
terday's tobacco his feet were numb
and heavy his joints were stiff,- he
yawned frequently.
With a sigh he surrendered to the
flesh's frailty. An early cabby, cruis
ing up from Cannon street station on
the off-chance of finding some one astir
in the city, aside from the doves and
sparrowB, suffered the surprise of his
life when Kirkwood hailed him. His
face was blank with amazement whan
he reined in, and his eyes bulged when
the prospective fare, on impulse, ex
plained his urgent needs. Happily lie
turned out a fair representative of hi?
class, an intelligent and unfuddled
cabby.
"Jump'in, sir," he told Kirkwood
cheerfully, as soon as he had assimil
ated the latter's demands. "I knows
precisely wotcher wants. Leave it all
to me."
The admonition was all but super
fluous Kirkwood was unable, for the
time being, to do aught else than re
sign his fate into another's guidance.
Once in the cab he slipped insensibly
*$$
A
OLD GOLDEN
COFFEE
It is always "just
strength, smooth and palatable,
with never a suggestion
"off" taste or flat
ness. OLD
GOLDEN ban
unusual blend
which reveals
coffee goodness
new to you.
He may have slept twenty minutes
he awoke faint with drowsiness, ting
ling from head to toe from fatigue, and
in distress of a queer qualm in the pit
of his stomach, to find the hansom at
rest and the driver on the step, shak
ing his fare with kindly determination.
"Oh. a' right," he assented surlily, and
by sheer force of will made himself
climb out to the sidewalk where, hav
ing rubbed his eyes, stretched enor
mously and yawned discourteously in
the face of the east end. he was once
more himself and a hundred times re
freshed into the bargain. Contentedly
he counted three shillings into the
cabby's palm—the fare named being
one-and-six.
"The shilling over and above the
tips for finding me the waterman and
boat," he stipulated.
"Right-o. You'll mind the 'orse a
minute, sir?"
Kirkwood nodded. The man touch
ed his hat and disappeared inexplicab
ly. Kirkwood, needlessly attaching
himself to the reins near the animal's
head, pried his sense of observation
open and became alive to the fact that
he stood in a quarter of London as
strange to him as had been Bermond
sey Wall.
To this day he can not put a name
to it he surmises that it was Wrap
ping.
Ramshackle tenements with sharp
gable roofs lined either side of the
way. Frowsy women draped them
selves over the window sills. Pallid
and wasted parodies on childhood con
tested the middle of the street with
great, slow drays, drawn by enormous
horses. On the sidewalks twin streams
of masculine humanity flowed without
rest, both bound in the same direc
tion dock laborers going to their
day's work. Men of every nationality
known to the world (he thought) pass
ed him in his short five-minute wait by
the horse's head Britons, brown East
Indians, blacks from Jamaica, swart
Italians, Polak.3, Russian Jews, wire
drawn Yankees, Spaniards, Portu
guese, Greeks, even a Nubian or two
uniform in these things only, that
their backs were bent with toil, bowed
beyond r-ending,and their faces stamp
ed with the blurred typestamp of th-?
dumb laboring bruto. A strangely hid-
The outiander was sensible of som*
relief when his cabby popped hurried
ly out of the entrance to a tenement,
a dull-visaged, broad-shouldered water
man ambling more slowly after.
"Nevvy of mine, sir," announced the
cabby "and a fust-ryte waterman
knows the river like a book, he do."
.-—spa
r^l:X.*
S\j.".
v,«i» "-v:,
DELICIOUS morning
beverage—a delight­
ful accompaniment to lunch
eon or dinner—rich, fra
grant, exhilarating—
Lb golden
Grocers—25c
TOHE BROS., Des Molncs, Iowa.
into a nap, and slept soundly on, as
reckless of the cab's swift pace and
continuous jouncing as of the sun
light glaring full in his tired young
face.
$*Af i'%1
eous procession, they shambled on,, ..
for the most part silent, all uncouth haste as old Bob deaf to
and unreal in the clear morning glow.
The nephew touched his forelock
sheepishly.
"Thank you," said Kirkwood and,
turning to the man, "Your boat?" ha
asked with the brevity of weariness.
"This wye, sir."
At his guide's heels Kirkwood
threaded the crowd and, entering the
tenement, stumbled through a gloomy
and unsavory passage, to come out at
last upon a scanty, unrailed veranda
overlooking the river. Ten feet below,
perhaps, foul waters purred and eddied
round the piles supporting the rear of
the building. On one hand a ladde:-
iike flight of rickety steps descended
to a floating stage to which a heavy
rowboat lay moored in the latter's
second waterman was seated bailing
out bilge with a rusty can.
'Ere we are, sir," said the cab
man's nephew, pausing at the head of
the steps. "Now, where's it to be?"
The American explained tersely that
he had a message to deliver a friend,
who had shipped aboard a vessel
known as the Alethea, scheduled to
sail at floodtide further than which
deponent averred naught.
The waterman scratched his head.
Weak Little Boys
may become fine strong men.
Some of the strong men of to-day
were sickly boys years ago.
Many of them received
Scott's Emulsion
at their mother's knee. This had
a power in it that changed them
from weak, delicate boys into
strong, robust boys.
It has the same power to-day.
Boys and girls who are pale and
weak get food and energy out of
Scott's Emulsion, ft makes
children grow.
Send this advertisement, together with name of
paper in which it appears, your address and four
cents to cover postage, and we will send you a
"Complete Handy Atlas of the World"
SCOTT & BOWNE, 409 Pearl Street. New York
'$»**.ry- 'm ^.
OTTUMWA COUBIEB
"A 'ard job, sir not knowin' wot kind
of a boat she are myke3 it 'arder." Ho
waited hopefully.
"Ten shillings," volunteered Kirk
wood promptly "teii shillings if you
get me aboard her before she weighs
anchor fifteen if I keep you out more
than an hour, and still you put me
aboard. After that we'll make other
terms."
The man promptly turned his back
to hail his mate. 'Arf a quid, Bob, if
we puts this gent aboard a wessel
name o' Allytbeer alore she syles at
turn o' tide."
In the boat the man with the bailing
can turned up an impassive counten
ance. "Coom down," he clenched the
bargain and set about shipping the
sweeps.
Kirkwood crept down the shaky lad
der and deposited himself in the stern
of the boat the younger boatman set
tled himself on the midship thwart.
"Ready?"
"Ready," assented old bob from the
bows. He cast off the painter, placed
one sweep against the edge of the
stage, and with a vigorous thrust pusa
ed off then took his seat.
Bows swinging down-stream, the
boat shot out from the shore.
"How's the tide?" demanded Kirk
wood, his impatience growing.
"On th' turn, sir," he was told.
For a lon^ moment broadside to the
current, the boat responded to the
sturdy pulling of the post sweeps. An
other, moment, and it was in full
swing, the waterman bending lustily
to their task. Under their unceasing
urge, the broad-beamed, heavy craft,
aided by the ebbing tide, surged more
and more rapidly through the water
the banks, grim and unsightly with
rheir towering, impassive warehouses
broken by toppling wooden tenements,
slipped swiftly up stream. Ship aftur
ship was passed, sailing vessels in the
majority, swinging sluggishly at an
chor, drifting slowly with the river, or
made fast to the goods-stages of the
shore and in keen anxiety lest lie
should overlook the right one, Kirk
wood searched their hows and sterns
for names, which in more than one
case proved hardly legible.
The Alethea was not of their num
ber.
In the course of some ten minutes,
the waterman drove the boat sharply
ashore, bringing her up alongside an
other floating stage, in the shadow of
another tenement—both so like those
torn which they had embarked that
Kirkwood would have been unable to
distinguish one from another.
In the bows old Bob lifted up a
stentorian voice, summoning one Will
iam.
Recognizing that there was some de
sign in this, the passenger subdued his
disapproval of the delay, and sat
quiet.
In answer to the third ear-racking
hail, a man, clothed simply in dirty
shirt and disreputable trousers, show
ed himself in the doorway above, rub
bering the sleep out of a red, bloated
countenance with a mighty and grimy
fist.
'Ello," he said surlily. "Wot's th'
row
'Oo,'' interrogated old Bob, hold
ing the boat steady by grasping th*
stage, "was th' party wot engyged yer
larst ni ht, Bill?"
"Party name o' Allytheer," growled
the drowsy one. "W'y?"
"Party 'ere's lookin' for 'im.
Where'll I find this Allytheer?"
"Best look sharp 'r yer won't find
'im," retorted the one above. 'E was
at anchor off Bow Creek larst night."
Kirkwood's heart leaped in hope.
"What sort of a vessel was she?" he
asked, half rising in his eagerness.
"Brigantine, sir."
"Thank—you!" replied Kirkwood ex
plosively, resuming his seat with un
the amenities of social intercourse in
an emergency involving as much as
ten-bob, shoved off again.
And again the boat was flying down
in midstream, the leaden waters, shot
with gold of the morning sun, parting
sullenly beneath its bows.
The air was still, heavy and tepid
the least exertion brought out beaded
moisture on face and hands. In the
east hung a turgid sky, dull with haze,
through which the mounting sun swam
like a plaque of brass overhead it was
clear and cloudless, but besmirched as
if the polished mirror of the heavens
had been fouled by the breath of de
parting night.
On the right, ahead, Greenwich Nav
al college loomed up, the great gray
stone buildings beyond the embank
ment impressively dominating the
scene, in happy relief against the wear
isome monotony of the river banks it
came abreast and ebbed into the
backwards of the scene.
The waterman straining at the
sweeps, the boat sped into Blackwall
Reach, Bubsby Marshes a splash .-f
lurid green to port, dreary Cubitt town
and the West India docks to starboard.
Here the river ran thick with ship
ping.
"Are we near?" Kirkwood would
know and by way of reply had a grunt
of the younger waterman.
Again, "Will we make it?" he asked.
The identical grunt answered him
he was free to interpret it as he would
young William—as old Bob named him
—had no breath for idle words. Kirk
wood subsided, controlling his impa
tience to the best of his ability the
men, he told himself again and again,
were earning their pay, whether or
not they gained the goal of his de
sire. Their labors were titanic
on their temples and foreheads the
knotted veins stood out like discolored
wrlp-cord their faces were the shade
of raw beef, steaming with sweat
their eyes protruded with the stratn
that set their jaws like vises their
chests heaved and shrank like bellows:
their backs curved, straightened and
bent again in a rhythmic unison as
tiring to the eye as the swinging of a
pendulum.
Hugging the marshy shore, they
rounded the Blackwall point. Young
William looked to Kirkwood, caught
his eye, and nodded.
"Here?"
Kirkwood rose, balancing himself
against the leap and sway of the boat.
"Sumwhere's 'long
'ere."
From right to left his eager glance
swept the river's widening reach. Ves
sels were there in abundance, odd, un
wieldy, blunt-bowed craft with huge,
rakish, tawny sails long strings p£ flAt
I
g5 i_
S
r„
I
barges, pyramidal mounds of coal on
each, lashed to another and convoyed
by panting tugs, steam cargo boats,
battered, worn, rusted sore through
their age-old paint a steel levlation
of the deep seas, half cargo, half pas
senger boat, warping reluctantly Into
the mouth of the Victoria dock tidal
basin—but no brigantine, no sailing
vessel of any type.
The young man's lips checked a cry
that was half a sob of bitter disap
pointment. He had entered into the
spirit of the chase heart and soul, with
an enthusiasm that was strange to
him, when he came to look back upon
the time and to fall, even though fail
ure had been discounted a hundredfold
since the inception of his mad adven
ture, seemed hard, very hard.
He sat down suddenly. "She's gone!"
he cried in a hollow gasp.
The boatmen eased upon their oars,
and old Bob stood up in the bows, scan
ning the river-scape with keen eyes
shielded by a level pa.lm. Young Will
iam dropped forward suddenly, head
upon knees, and breathed convulsively.
The boat drifted listlessly with the
current.
Old Bob panted: "'Dawn't—see—
Tiawthin'— o' 'er.' He resumed his
seat.
"There's no hope, I suppose?"
The elder waterman shook his head.
'Carn't sye. Might be round—
nex' bend—might be—passin' Purfleet.
'Point is—me an' young Wilyum
'ere—carn't do no moren' we 'as. We
be worn out."
"Yes," Kirkwood assented, discon
solate. "You've certainly earned your
pay." Then hope revived he was
very young in heart, you know. "Can't
you suggest something? I've got to
catch that ship!"
Old Bob wagged his head in slow
negation young William lifted his.
"There's a rylewye runs by Wool
wich," he ventured. "Yer might tyke
tryine an' go to Sheerness sir. Yer'd
be positive o' passin' er' if she didn't
syle afore 'igh tide. 'Ire a boat at
Sheerness an' put out an' look for 'er."
"How far's Woolwich?" Kirkwood
demanded Instantly.
"Mile," said the elder man. "Tyke
ver for five-bob extry.
"Done!"
Young William dashed the sweat
from his eyes, wiped his palms on his
hips, and fitted the sweeps again to
the wooden tholes. Old Bob was as
ready. With an inarticulate cry they
gave way.
(To be Continued.)
Serious -aceratlona
and wounds ar0 healed without danger
of blood poisoning, by Bucklen's Ar
nica Salve the healing wonder. 25c.
F. B. Clark. J. H. L. Swenson & Co.
GOLDEN WEDDING OF MR. AND
MRS. GABRIEL SCHLOTTER.
White Elm.—January 23, 1809 being
the fiftieth wedding anniversary of Mr.
and Mrs. Gabriel Schlotter, their
friends and relatives numbering thirty
nine assembled to celebrate the day.
The day being fine all the immediate
relatives weye present with the excep
tion of J. I. Schlotter, who was un
avoidably detained.
Mr. Schlotter is 78 years old and
was born in Germany, coming to this
country at the ae of 16 years. Mrs.
Schlotter is 70 years old and was born
in Ohio. They have resided on their
farm near White Elm continuously
since their marriage except a short
time which they resided in Missouri.
Mr. and Mrs. Schlotter were the re
cipients of many valuable and useful
presents, among others a fine gold
watch and chain and a beautiful dining
table presented to them by the chil
dren. Also the many other presents
attests to the esteem in which Mr.
and Mrs. Schlotter are held by their
grandchildren, friends and relatives.
It is a day never to be forgotten, when
one thinks that all the children were
permitted to gather at the parental
home to so fittingly observe the day.
The guests began to arrive about 11
o'clock. Dinner was served from 12
until 3:30 o'clock. The rest of a seem
ingly short day was spent in vocal and
instrumental music. It was the course
of much pleasure to Mr. and Mrs.
Schlotter to know that all the chil
dren and grandchildren wore living
and were there to wish them many
more happy days.
The children and grandchildren
present were:
Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Schlotter and
sons, Russell and Glenn.
Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Schlotter and
son, Otto.
Mr. and Mrs. William Schlotter and
sons, Robert, Cecil, Ansel and daugh
ter Mabel.
Mr. and Mrs. Cal Munn and sons,
Roy, Harry and daughter, Annie of
EYE DISEASES
IAIUH6 ffipnfl
SIGHT \Aml9
TThTf11""111 send a oourse of my la*
I'KI'.r.mous
Absorption Treatment
•=. lor 15 days Iree. lair trial to
any person who sutlers with Eye Diseases
or Failing Sight.
11 your eyes smart, burn. blur, -water,
leel weak, pain, or have floating spots
befora them:
il sight is gradually lailinj
il reading is difficult: see objects doubled:
il you have Scums. Cataracts. Inflamma
tion. Bed Sore Byes,
Granulated Lids, or
are growing blind, write me at once.—tell
me all about your case. I will save you
irom blindness. I will cure you.
To prove that I can. I will place jt
ia your hands (all charges prepaid)
to use on your eyes 15 days ab
solutely tree. It you arejaot satisfied,
a
aid noth
og. you owe
totblng.and
•ou will be
under no
ob-1
ligations. 11
want every
one. every
where. who
sutlers, to
treatment
at my ex
pense.
1 am tak
in
method otg
Introducing!
my lamousl
treatment!
a
there are thousands ol people graduall,
but surely growing blind: they do not
know where to go lor reliel. want to
prove to them that I can oure them, and
they can try this treatment Iree. Accept
my offer today and cure your eyes.
W«s»
for 25 years.
Factory, Madison Avenue, near Dain Plant,
The Soft, Uniform
Light of
Cloudy Days
to
Is sometimes preferable
bright days.
The soft, even distribution of
light, diffused rather than con
centrated, is most welcome
Bear this in mind.
We make Pictures Practically
Regardless
of
the Weather.
The
REID STUDIO
Phone 1204-X.
Over Cullen's Store.
126 East Main
Closed Sundays.
Belknap.
Mr. and Mrs. John Loomis and son,
Glenn.
Miss Annie Schlotter.
The others present were:
Mrs. Van De Griff.
Mrs Amanda Hicks.
Mr. and Mrs. Cal Anderson.
Mr and Mrs. Jacob Hem
Miss Mamie Nedrow, Selma.
Miss Mary Davis, Florls.
Joe Heckart, Belknap,
Vessey Hinkle, Bloomfleld.
Leo Hem, Harry Hem, Harley Lewis,
A. F. Anderson and C. B. Anderson.
Big sale now on at the Laddsdale
store. Immense stock and low prices
on all family supplies. Drive over
there's big money in it for you.
BOBTOWN.
Bobtown—Died, at his home west of
Floris. January 20, 1909, Francis Niles,
after a lingering illness with cancer.
The funeral services were held Friday
at the residence at 1 p. m., conducted
by the Rev. Perry Hakett. Interment
was made at Mars Hill cemetery.
Charles Wood who has been serious
ly ill for some time is doing as well as
could be expected under the' circum
stances.
1
OB W 0 COFFEE, Dipt 422 Pes miMS, ft
Bunker Dunning spent Thursday at
the Ryan home.
S. D. Lay returoned to Ottumwa
this week after an extended visit with
relatives in this vicinity.
George Gordon, who has been plas
terlng the Baptist church at Florls,
returned home this week.
John Hale was a business visitor in
Florls one day last week.
Itch cured In 30 minutes by Wool
ford's Sanitary Lotion. Never falls.
Sold by W. L. Sargent, druggist.
J**'
**15
•A
Good bread makes good toast. Some make toast of
the dried up and left over slices. They do not
know the delights of golden brown toast made
from the best of bread. Crisply appetizing' I
on the outside, thoroughly cooked yet soft on.
the inside, it needs only good butter to make,
a delectable morsel.
Bread made from ordinary flour rarely makes good toast. The
low percentage of gluten—the water absorbing quality—
tend.3 to make ordinary flour bread stale in 24 hours. The
Jr result is that the slice toasts too quickly—the outside i3
burned not browned, the inside is dry not moist.
Bread made from Occident Special Patent Flour makes the best toast
a Mix your dough rather wet—a full measure
of yeast, a little less flour and your bread
will make ideal and perfect toast.
Occident Flour makes more loaves per sack
than ordinary flour—so you don't mind
paying a little more for it. It is the home
economy flour. Ask your grocer for your
money back If you are not satisfied. In
sist on this label.
FOR SALE BY ALL GROCERS IN OTTUMWAl
W. E. JONES & CO., DISTRIBUTORS TO OTTUMWA,
(Incorporated)
Manufacturers of Ingot Iron road culverts that are rust resisting,
will not mash down or be washed away by the heavy spring rains.
Ingot iron Is far ahead of steel as It has a protective coating that
Is required to resist all corrosive actions.
supply tanks, hog troughs and cisterns from ingot Iron and is rec­
ognized the world over as the best roofing material ever produced.
All ingot iron products that we manufacture are fully guaranteed
Call and see us or write us for prices.
Corner Main and Ash Sts.
Ottumwa, la.
Tci the Farmers:
"We are making a Cement Drain Tile which you
should investigate before buying your tile. Cement
Tile have features which other tile do not possess.
If you are interested, write us or, still better,
when
in Ottumwa drop over to our factory.
OTTUMWA CONCRETE TItE CO..
Borne Phone 673
Bell Phone 567
LEGAL,
NOTICE.
Of the Filing of the Articles of In
oorporatino of the Tower-Majors
Candy Company of Ottumwa, la.
Thp Tower-Majors Candy Compani
ha,s this day filed Its articles of im
corporation and the same are fllei
and recorded in the office of the Re
corder of Deeds of Wapello County,
Iowa, and with the Secretary of State
of the State of Iowa, in which it is
stated that the name of said corpora--1
tion shall be The Tower-Majors Candy
Company, and its principal place of
business Ottumwa. Wapello County,
Iowa. That the general nature of the'
business to be transacted is to buy in
bulk and sell, manufacture cantiy and'
confectionery and all goods, wares •.*
ard merchandise connected therewith,
own and assign trade marks, own and
convey real etsate. to hold bonds and
stocks 5f any other corporation, to
pledge Its stock in the transaction ol
its business. The amount of capital
stock authorized is Twenty-five
Thousand Dollars ($25,000) and Six-*
teen Thousand Dollars ($16,000) oi
which is paid in in cash and the bal
ance of the stock, when issued, shall
be fully paid in cash as the same Is'
issued, and that the corporation shall
commence business from the time of ..
the issuance of-the certificate from the
Secretary of State to it, and the cor-j
poration shall terminate in twenty
years from the date of said certificate,:
and its affairs and business shall be1
conducted bv not less than three di-i
rectors, and they shall have a presl-7
dent, vice-president, secretary and1
treasurer. The office of secretary and
treasurer may be held by one person.
That the highest amount of indebted-:
ness shall not to exceed two-thirds of
the amount of the capital stock paid1
up. That the private property of thei
utockholders and the incorporators#!a1
exempt from corporate debts. Dated
at Ottumwa, Iowa, this 14th day of!
January. 1909.
Geo. B. Simmons, Pres.,
C. R. Tower, Secretary.
The Tower-Majors Candy Co.
OA™
CENTURY
C\J-
SYRINGE
DRUGGISTS SELL THEM
WRITE FOR BOOKLET
LOAR CO. OTTUMWAr lOWA^
as®
'fir,
bt
it