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“You and your veto may go to the
“May I speak to Your Highness
alone?” asked the Resident.
The Maharajah scowled at Run
dhia: “Go out that way!” He point
ed to the door into the anteroom.
Rundhia walked out. Norwood fol
lowed. He overtook Rundhia at the
head of the stairs, and Rundhia
turned about and faced him:
“I sincerely regret,” he
marked, looking straight into
wood’s eyes, “that the men
fired at you, missed.*’
“Yes. you had rotten luck,
dhia. What will you do—go to Eu
rope? The Riviera? That’s crowded
with might-have-beens who insisted
on hitting below the belt. D’you
know, Rundhia, if had even sus
pected you of having put one over
on Lynn Harding, I would have let
you hang. You know, they hang
even princes who play at your
game.” He laughed. “No, Run
dhia, no. You will walk ahead of me
down the stairs. I know that trick.”
At the foot of the stairs, Norwood
pulled out his cardcase, produced
a card and gave it to one of the pal
ace servants:
“Send that up to Miss Lynn Hard
ing. Say I will be waiting outside.
I will meet her near the front
He walked out. Under the glare
of the portico light he pulled out his
handkerchief, raised his right arm
and waved it.
O’Leary’s shrill whistle answered:
long-short, long-short—“Order re
ceived and executed—okay!”
O’Leary had released the Bengali
Lynn looked like a ghost in white
chiffon. She turned instinctively to
the right and stepped into the dark
ness. She stood within a few paces
of the spot where, one night ago, she
had bridled at Norwood’s bltmt com
ments. It seemed as if a whole life
time had passed in the interval.
The guitar and the songs on the
wall were a far-off memory.
Norwood strode out of the dark
ness. “Silence!” he said. “Not a
word. Nothing so easy on the
nerves as saying nothing.”
They continued walking until they
came to a moonlit lotus pond and
stood together staring at the reflec-
like a ghost
Lynn looked
white chiffon.
A little animal
water and swam.
tions of trees.
jumped into the
They watched the ripples spread un
til they reached the marble banks.
At last Norwood spoke:
“Feeling better?”
“I can’t analyze it. I suppose I’m
feeling guilty.”
“WTant some more silence?”
“No. I would rather you’d say
what you think.”
Norwood chuckled: "You remem
ber the parrot. I draw extra pay
for thinking and not talking. I have
only one virtue.”
“You say only one virtue? What
is it?”
“I never use double meanings.”
“Are you telling the truth?”
“Good. Then please say what you
think of me, straight, without any
double meanings or reservations.
Let’s get that over with.”
“Very well, Lynn. But are you
quite sure you won’t be belligerent
about it? I didn’t bring you out here
to start a fight.”
It wasn’t the first time he had
called her Lynn, but she noticed it.
When Rundhia first called her Lynn
she actually hadn’t noticed it.
“I never am belligerent,” she an
“No? What a pity. Of course, I
don’t expect to be shot but I don’t
even want to make you really an
gry. You’re a bit angry now, aren’t
“Yes, but with myself. I’m not
angry with you. Goahead, punish
~....... what you
me. I ’ll take it. Say
“Do you promise you
back, or make a scene,
me of hidden motives?”
__“Cnntairv Norwood, kindiv
won’t hit
or accuse
ahead and" telTme? Fve treated you
very badly and you’re entitled to
revenge. I will listen. And won’t
answer back.”
“Don’t promise.”
“Say what you think,” she in
“I think the same now that I did
when I first saw you.”
“What is it?”
“Perhaps I’m not being quite ac
curate. It wasn’t until that aston
ishing picnic at the palace that I
made up my mind to marry you. I
fell in love with you at first sight,
without guessing who you were,
when I saw you with the Mahara
nee in the carriage. When I saw
you on horseback in the early morn
ing, it was all over as far as I’m
concerned—nothing further to argue
about. I’ve committed myself to
the hilt. How about you?”
Lynn caught her breath. “I—I
never dreamt of it!”
“I know you didn’t. And you’re
not dreaming now. We’re both of us
stone-cold sober and wide awake.”
“Do you always make love like
“I don’t even know the first rules
of the game. I’m a chronic bache
lor, suddenly converted.”
“But Captain Norwood—”
“The only girl I ever fell in love
with calls me Carl or else calls the
“But—” Lynn laughed. “Are there
any police.”
“Try. Shout for them. An Indian
night is as full of eyes as the sky
is of stars.”
“But I wouldn’t know what to say
to the police. I’d better call you
“And now to use one of your
phrases, let’s get this over with:
I’m a pauper. I’ve four hundred
pounds a year and an Engineer Cap
tain’s pay.”
“Carl, I hope you don’t think
I’m wealthy. I haven’t a cent in
the world. I’ve been disinherited.”
“You have? Is that an actual
“Yes. Aunty hasn’t even left me
a reputation.”
That’s marvelous! Oh, my God,
what luxury! I was scared stiff.”
“You? Scared?”
“Yes. Scared of you. Afraid you’d
think I was after your money.”
"Carl, I haven’t a cent.”
“All right. More preliminaries.
Mostly I live in a tent. My servants
are scandalous rogues, w’ho know
nearly as much as I do about crime
and treachery and worse.”
Lynn laughed: I never lived in a
tent, and I’ve been kept awTay from
sinners. I’m a very ignorant per
son. You’d better think again,
hadn’t you?”
“No. I’ve finished thinking about
that. But how about you? It’s your
last chance. Lynn, you’re on the
edge of the abyss of matrimony.
Any questions?”
“Millions of questions! Billions! I
don’t even know you. I’ll ask them
“Good. That’s the style. There’ll
be lots of time afterwards. Well,
you’ve refused to call the police, and
you’ve promised not to talk back or
make a scene. So I’ll be damned if
I’ll wait any longer. Lynn, I love
The Indian night and the Indian
stars the perfumed silence and the
moonlit lotus pool all merged into
a consciousness of love—one mo
ment of eternity that swept away
the past—one moment of unselfcon
scious mystery in which the lover
and the loved were one and all
life was their realm, all values were
in true perspective. Love was real.
Everything else was illusion and un
real. Until gradually, even in Carl
Norwood’s arms, Lynn’s awareness
of earth resumed its spell and she
looked away at their reflections in
the moonlit lotus pond.
“Look, Carl. See us! Look.”
“Shadows.” Then he spoke
strangely: “Shadows of reflections
that reflect what? You and I are
shadows. We move in response to
something else. What is it?”
“Carl are you real? Is that you
“I suspect it’s the real me talking
to the real you. Lynn, I’m steeped
in eastern thought. Life’s good.
We’re growing—getting wiser grad
ually. That’s why I spared Run
dhia. He’d have been hanged if I
hadn’t done w’hat I did. Now he’ll
get some money from the Maha
ranee and live in Europe.”
“But Carl Lynn hesitated.
“Perhaps I shouldn’t say it.”
“All right, I’ll say it for you. He’ll
go to Europe and do it again. And
blots of women won’t have sense
enough to stand him off until he’s
ruined them and sneered and gone.”
“Yes, I was thinking of that. It
was a mean thought.”
“No, it wasn’t.”
“The way I thought it, it wras
mean. Carl, I believe you because
I can’t disbelieve you, not for any
other reason. It seems impossible.
How can such a man as you are,
with such thoughts as you think, pos
sibly love me? I believe I deliberate
ly tempted Rundhia. The Maha
Norwood chuckled. “All right, I’ll
say that for you, too. She said he
really loved you. He’d be a fool if
he didn’t. The trouble is, he is a
fool. So it wTon’t last. Not that it
“But if I’ve made him wretch
“That’s his business. Each of us
pays for his own mistakes.”
•’Carl, I’m shameless. I really
am. I’d forgotten Aunty.”
“Did you ever have toothache?
One forgets that, too, afterwards.”
“But this isn’t afterwards. You
don’t know Aunty. Carl, I’ll go to
her. You mustn’t come. Please,
really, you mustn’t. She will say
things that I don’t want you to hear.
They’re not true but she’ll say
“Are you sure?”
“You mean, am I sure they’re
not true?”
“I mean, are you sure she’ll say
“Yes. She always does when she’s
“You’re embarrassed. So’m I. It’s
good for both of us, so let’s do it
They took their time, strolling
along shadowy moonlit paths toward
the guesthouse, too interested in
each other to notice voices until
they were quite close up beneath the
darkness of the overhanging trees.
The trunks no longer stood in a
row on the garden path. There was
a light in the servants* pantry at
the rear, and a smell of cooking.
Light poured through the living
room window.
“Hush,” said Norwood. “Listen.
Rule number one is don’t talk in
the dark. Rule number two is listen
and learn, but never tell tales.”
The Maharanee’s voice came quite
distinctly through the open window:
“If I, who am broken-hearted, can
forgive my nephew Rundhia—”
An unmistakable voice interrupt
ed: “You’re being silly. Don’t be
sentimental. You probably ruined
Rundhia by being sentimental. At
your age you ought to know better.
You should have spanked him when
he was young, and kept him short
of pocket money when he was old
er. I neglected to spank Lynn.
That’s the trouble and I’m ashamed
of myself. Are you sure you know
where she is? Are you quite sure?
Who told you she is near the lotus
pond with Captain Norwood?”
“Six servants,” said the Mahara
nee, “and one gardener. Also the
Chief of Police very kindly took the
trouble to phone me about it.”
“Imagine the impudence of that
“But I haven’t noticed that she
is impudent.”
“If she was in love with Captain
Norwood she should have told me.”
“Do you think she knew it?”
asked the Maharanee. “I knew it,
late this evening. But do you think
that Lynn knew it?”
Aunty Harding cackled a chair
woman’s ladylike laugh on two
notes, politely derisive:
“Knew it? Maharanee, what this
younger generation knows is more
than you and I ever will know.
They’re incorrigible. That girl has
more whalebone in her will than
there are cents in a dollar. It isn’t
brittle. You can’t break it. It’s
“Yes,” said the Maharanee, “this
generation has its own ideas. It
goes its own way. Lynn will go far.”
Aunty coughed drily: “Go far?
She will go to the devil, I don’t
doubt. But I have this consolation.
If what you say is true, she has dis
graced herself with the only gen
tleman I have met in India.”
The Maharanee protested loyally:
“His Highness my husband—”
“Oh, kings don’t count,” said
Aunty. “They’re middle class now
adays. I can’t forgive kings for the
way they’ve sold out to the politi
cians. I never will forgive them.
I’m a Democrat and I’ll die in my
“But you’ll forgive Lynn?”
“Getting back at me, are you? A
little sarcasm, eh? Maharanee, if I
can get that minx Lynn to forgive
me before she has had time to slan
der me to Captain Norwood, I’ll
think I’m lucky. I’ll be a wizard—
or is it a witch?”
“Or are you a little wiser than
you were?” the Maharanee suggest
Norwood whispered: “How much
did you bet? Are you still scared?”
Moses Lafayette O’Leary’s whistle
piped from the nearby shrubbery a
few notes of a private signal: C, D,
F,—C, D, F,—C, D, F—C. It star
tled Lynn.
“What was that? It sounded like
someone in hiding. Are we being
“Yes, the night has eyes in India.
They’ve a saying here that even dia
monds see in the dark. That’s a
very rough diamond informing me
that all’s clear and he’s off home.
You go in. I’ll follow you presently.
I want to speak to him.”
Norwood walked alone into the
shrubbery. He almost walked into
Moses O’Leary.
“I warned you,” said O’Leary,
“about women. By the hundred
they’re all right. One’s a problem.
But you wouldn’t listen. I suppose
you'll get yourself a new man now,
to say yes to you and tell you you’re
Solomon. But Solomon had him a
thousand wives, and concubines on
top o’ that. So put that in your pipe
and smoke it. Am I out of a job?”
“Where’s your horse?”
’Tain’t a horse. I rode your
baby mare. She’s near the gate.”
“When you get back to camp see
that she’s rubbed down carefully
and give her a light blanket. Stand
by and see it done. Do you hear
“Yes, sir, Captain Norwood.”
“Here’s the key to the whiskey.
Help yourself. You’ve leave of
absence until noon tomorrow. Turn
up sober or I’ll—”
“Is the Government broke?”
“Here are ten rupees. But that’s
not Government money. It’s per
sonaL Don’t get into trouble with
“Well, sir, I’ve seen miracles in
my day. I’ve seen you pick win
ners. Maybe she’s as reliable a*
she is good looking. Here’s hoping.
I’ll say a prayer for you.”
“Don’t keep that mare standing.
Good night.”
“Good night, sir, and here’s hop-
Author of
"The Wagon and the Star”
"True by the Sun”
"Robin Hill”
marrying wealthy Todd
Janeway because it was the thing
to do. She thought she loved
him, but to reassure herself she
sought the solitude of a cabin
in the woods, there to try to
recapture earlier feelings. The
unlooked for presence of John
Houghton, a young doctor she
had known in her youth, fur-
Moses Laiayette O’Leary strode
away into the night, until the sound
of his footfall ceased on the dusty
path and there was nothing more
heard of him but the tune that he
Oh, off cers" wives get puddings and pies
And soups and roasts and jellies.
But poor Tommies’ wives get sweet—
Mt. Cory
Miss Ruth Bowersox entertained a
group of ladies in her home on Tues
day evening in honor of Miss Max
ine Inbody bride elect of Kenneth
Bowersox. Gifts for Miss Inbody
were in and around an umbrella
which hung over the table with pink
and white streamers from the chan
delier. Ice cream, cake and iced tea
were served to the following guests:
Mrs. Eva Powell, Mrs. Ethelyne
Thomas, Mrs. Maxine Heysman, Miss
Madonna Wiggins, all of Findlay
Mrs. Ada Roether and daughters
Lucille and Doris Jean and Mrs.
Treva Hartman, all of Rawson Mrs.
Anna Keel, Mrs. Sarah Steinman,
Mrs. Marjorie Sutton, Mrs. Lula
Inbody, Mrs. Anna Bowersox, Misses
Bemadine Steininger, Dorothy Mc
Vey, Louise King, Neva Ann
body and the honored guest Miss
body. A bride’s book was for
guest of honor.
A group of friends reminded Mrs.
W. S. Longbrake of her birthday on
Wednesday evening. Guests were:
Mr. and Mrs. N. V. Turner, Mr. and
Mrs. D. H. Buchanon, Mr. and Mrs.
J. A. Naylor and Mr. and Mrs. W. S.
Longbrake. A tureen luncheon was
The W. M. S. of the Evangelical
church held their regular monthly
meeting at the church on Thursday
afternoon. The “Mission Band” and
“Little Heralds” having part in the
program. Devotionals were conduct
ed by Mrs. McVey, reading the 24th
Psalm and prayer by Rev.
The program consisted of
on "Health” by Miss Lena
from Findlay vocal duet,
and Florice King recitations, Eileen
Nonnamaker and Norma Sutton
reading, Betty McVey reading of
diary of Waldo Emerson, written at
ten years of age piano duet, Mrs.
M. E. Moyer and Mrs. W. A. Non
namaker story, “Praying Day”,
Mrs. W. S. King recitation, "My
Little Friends”, Bobby Bowersox
fifth and sixth chapters of the study
book, “Right Here at Home”, Mrs.
A. E. King.
in This
a talk
Miss Thelma Reichly spent sev
eral days last week in the homes of
Mr. and Mrs. C. C. Frantz and
family and Mr. and Mrs. James
O’Brien in Toledo.
Mr. and Mrs. Vernon Steinman
and Mr. Jacob Beagle of
spent Sunday with Mr. and
H. Steinman and family.
Mrs. H.
Mrs. Larena Guin spent
evening with Mrs. Mary Guin in
Mrs. Delos Keel and daughters,
Mrs. Grace Cox and Mildred Keel,
C. E.
on Mrs. Sadie Keel and Mrs.
Henning, Wednesday after­
and Mrs. F. C. Hannon of
Bluffton, called on Mr. and Mrs. II.
I. Fritz and family Friday evening.
Mr. and Mrs. Earl Nonnamaker
and daughter Norma of Lafayette
were Friday evening guests of Mr.
and Mrs. W. A. Nonnamaker and
Mr. and Mrs. Job” McVetta and
baby. The occasion being the cele
bration of Mr. Nonnamaker’s birth
day anniversary.
Mr. and Mrs. M. S. Steininger and
daughter Bernadine were Sunday
dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Frank
Holder in Toledo.
Mrs. John Nagle of Rochester, N.
Y., is visiting relatives and friends
in Mt. Cory.
Mr. and Mrs. C. M. McClelland
of Eagle township called on Mrs.
Pearl -Jordan and Mr. and Mrs.
Arlo Doty, Sunday afternoon.
Mr. Albert Ripley underwent an
appendix operation Monday.
Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Henning, Mrs.
Sadie Keel, Mrs. C. H. Beagle and
daughter Genevieve attended the
her. Strongly di«
ther upset
turbed by him, she was forced
to make a decision. Was John
the man she should marry, or
was it a temporary infatuation?
Would she be happier with
Todd Janeway? Those were the
questions she must answer, and
the answering makes “Two
Keys to a Cabin** one of the
greatest love stories of today.
Children’s day exercises at the Ben-|
ton Ridge
Mr. and
family of
afternoon guests of Mrs. Pratt and
Mr. and Mrs. Joe Naylor and daugh
ter Carol ie.
Melvin Steinman is
his parents.
Mr. and
family were
and Mrs. B.
Mrs. H.
week end
M. Smith
Richard Bowersox returned home I
from Asbury College for the sum
mer vacation.
Dr. and Mrs. A. E. King, Mrs. B.
E. Wotfrom, Mrs. Samuel Light,
Mr. and Mrs. J. H. Bowersox and
son Richard attended commencement
exercises in Findlay on Monday.
Willis King and Kenneth Bowersox
of Mt. Cory were among the grad
Miss Maxine Inbody and Kenneth
Bowersox, both of Mt. Cory, were
married in the Trinity United
Brethren Church, Sunday evening at
seven o’clock. Rev. U. P. Alspach
officiated for the single ring service.
Mr. and Mrs.
graduates of
school. Mr.
from Findlay
Mrs. James Watkins of Findlay
spent the week end with her family,
1 Mr. James Watkins and Mr. and
Mrs. Wayne Watkins and daughter
Phyllis Ann.
Mr. and Mrs. W. B. Kramer at
tended Children’s day exercises at
the Orange township Baptist church
Sunday evening.
Pleasant View
Miss Helen Brayton is confined to
her home with an infection of the
Clair Knepper of Kinsman,
visiting his aunt, Mr. and Mrs. C. J.
Whisler and daughter Mary Louise.
Lu Stevenson and daughters Ruth,
Reva, June and Betty of Warren,
visited in the home of Mr. and Mrs.
H. F. Warren, Saturday and called
on old friends in this community.
A number from this community
attended the Peony Festival at Van
Wert last Wednesday.
Mr. and Mrs. Harry Zimmerman
and family of Defiance Mr. and
Mrs. Albert Gibbs of Rawson and
Mr. and Mrs. Lowell Habegger spent
Sunday with their parents, Mr. and
Mrs. Joseph Habegger and family.
The Ladies Harmony Circle will
meet in the home of Mrs. Olive
Zimmerly on Thursday afternoon.
Mr. and Mrs. I. B. Rickly of Co
lumbus visited in the Mrs. Samuel
Rickly home over the week-end.
Father’s Day will be observed at
the View next Sunday morning with
a special program.
pageant “His
will be given
Church, Sun-
A Children’s Day
Wayside Messengers”
at the Pleasant View
day evening, June 23.
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Richland Center
A Children’s Day program will be
given at the Emmanuel’s Reformed
church next Sunday evening at eight
Mr. and Mrs. Andrew Hochstettler
and family were Sunday dinner
guests of Mr. and Mrs. Philip Mar
quart, Jr. and family.
Mr. and Mrs. Otto Amstutz and dau
ghter Gayle spent Sunday evening at
the Moses Amstutz home.
Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Schaublin call
ed on Mrs. Edna Anspach in Colum
bus, Monday.
Mr. and Mrs. Herbert Coon,
and Mrs. J. I. Luginbuhl and
Kenneth were Sunday guests of
and Mrs. Woodrow’ Lnginbuhl
daughters of Goshen, Ind.
Methodist church Sunday Robert Ewin*’ Mr- and Mrs’ Russe11
I Schaublin and daughter Patsy Ann,
Mrs. Charles Sterrit and I and ^r' and
Van Wert were Sunday I and daughter
dinner guests
ford Gratz.
Bowersox are both I
the Mt. Cory high I
Bowersox graduated I
college, Monday. I
Skeeter of Akron and!
Miss Nancy
Don Kramer of Findlay were Sun-1
day dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs.[
W. B. Kramer.
Mr. and Mrs. John Hirschfield of
Lima spent Sunday afternoon with
Mr. and Mrs. Ed Marquart.
Mrs. Oliver Zimmerman and dau
ghter Sherry and Eleanor Amstutz
spent Thursday afternoon at the An
drew Hochstettler home.
A reunion of former teachers and
pupils of the Owens school was larg
I ly attended Sunday at the Richland
I Grange hall.
I Mr. and Mrs. C. F. Niswander and
I daughters Elvira, Martha and Mar
I cella and son Dean, Mr. and Mrs. H.
I O. Hilty and daughter Rosann, Mr.
~“I and Mrs. Harold Young. Mr. and Mrs.
Mrs. W. C. Schaublin
Rachel were Sunday
of Mr. and Mrs. Wil-
Mr. and Mrs. Ed Kemph and farn-
visiting with I d-v’ and ^rs- ^rcb’e Hartman
I and Mr. and Mrs. Ed Marquart and
I Fritz andlson Kelvin spent Sunday evening
guests of Mr.lwith and Mrs PhiIip Martluart’
in Lima. I ^r'
Sunday afternoon callers at the
Amos Luginbuhl home, were Mrs.
Ella Dillman and son Robert, Miss
Joann Stonehill, Joe Swank, John
Stonehill, Mrs. Donald Dillman, La
donna Basinger, Clarence Stonehill,
Harold Stonehill, Mrs. Tillman Sold
ner of Berne, Ind., and Mrs. Warren
Moser and sons Donavin and Kenneth.
Mr. and Mrs. Richard Core and
daughter Linda Lee of Lima spent
several days last week with her par
ents, Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Gratz.
Mr. and Mrs. Wayne Zimmerman
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Toronto. Can.... 13.45
Washington. D.C. 15.*5
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and daughter and Mr. and Mrs. Sam
Badertscher spent Sunday afternoon
with Mrs. Sarah Finke of St. Marys.
Mr. and Mrs. H. O. Hilty and dau
ghter Rosann, Mr. and Mrs. Russell
Schaublin and daughter Patsy Ann
and Mr. and Mrs. Wilford Gratz spent
Friday evening with Mr. and Mrs. W.
C. Schaublin.
Mr. and Mrs. Ed Marquart and sons
spent Saturday evening with Mr. and
Mrs. Mrs. Martin Breda of Lima.
Recent callers at the Rayl home
were Mr. and Mrs. T. A. Wolfley and
daughter Betty, Mr. and Mrs. Bernard
Winget and daughters, Mr. and Mrs.
Harmon Downey and son Robert, Mr.
and Mrs. Daryl Robnolte and son
Gene and Mr. and Mrs. Lurty Baugh
er of Toledo Mrs. Waldo Wilkins
and son, Ed. Robnolte, Mr. and Mrs.
Leland Snyder and daughter, Mr. and
Mrs. Cloyce Robnolte of Findlay, Ev
erett Arthur of Beaverdam, Mr. and
Mrs. John Boutwell and son Billy,
Mr. and Mrs. Chas. Oehrli, Clarence
Stonehill, Mr. and Mrs. Harold stone
hill and son Donnie.
The Ladies Aid and W. M. S. of the
Liberty Chapel church will meet with
Rev. and Mrs. A. E. McVey this
Thursday for an an all day meeting.
Mr. and Mrs. Levi Hauenstein
and son were Sunday dinner guests of
Mr. and Mrs. Isaac Amstutz of Beav
Mr. and Mrs. John Moore and two
daughters of San Antonia. Texas, are
visiting at the W. I. Moore home.
Robert Matter, Esther Gratz and
Marjorie Ream
guests at the
home in honor
Mrs. O, P.
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...2 Yr.
Dye spent last
Mr. and Mrs. !Morris
Sunday at the W. I .Moore home.
Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Klingler and
son Clyde and Miss June Ream called
Sunday afternoon at the Hiram
Klingler home in Ada.
Lewis Hauenstein called Sunday
evening at the Levi Hauenstein home.
Mr. and Mrs. Carl McCafferty, Mr.
and Mrs. C. E. Klingler called Sun
day evening at the Jno. W. Winkins
home near Arlington.
As you roll across America by Greyhound
to the World's Fair or Anywhere!
Round-Trip Fares
Sample Reduced
Denver, Col....
Dallas. Texas
Spokane, Wash.
Milwaukee ....
Mackinaw City
Select 2 Magazines
Woman’s World---------------------lYr.
Household Magazine---------------1 Yr.
Home Arts Needlecraft................lYr.
Pathfinder (Weekly)_______ 26 Issues
Successful Farming---------------- 1 Yr.
Poultry Tribune---------------------1 Yr.
American Fruit Grower------------ 1 Yr.
Capper’s Farmer------------------- lYr.
National Livestock Producer-----lYr.
Select 1 Magazine
Comfort (Incl. Good Stories)—lYr.
Farm Journal & Farmer’s Wlfe..l Yr.
Mother’s Home Life._________ lYr.
Plymouth Rock Monthly- --------1 Yr.
Leghorn World---------------------1 Yr.
O Breeder’s Gazette____________ 1 Yr.
Rhode Island Red Journal------- 1 Yr.
Renerals or extensions for
either newspaper or magazines
yoor *5 MogcczinM Ofwi.
St. or RJFJ3.
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