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WAK and LUYt in the VAI I Lt LAND5
CHAPTER I—A ruitler has been killed by
someone unknown, by a shot in the back.
Calhoun Terry, manager of the Diamond
Reverse Ranch, is looked upon suspicious
ly by other rustlers and small ranchmen
when he visits Round Top. Terry has sold
out his own small ranch and has been in
bad odor with the small men since he joined
the big outfit
CHAPTER n—Terry talks over the kill
ing with Editor Garvey, his friend.
CHAPTER TH—As Terry mounts his horse
to return to the ranch, a shot hits his hat
CHAPTER IV—Ellen Carey, daughter of
the postmaster, has recently returned from
school. On a ride during the early morn
ing. she sees a couple of men driving cattle
quite a distance away. One of them, she
thinks, is Jeff Brand, an engaging young
man suspected of being a rustler.
CHAPTER V—Managers of the big
ranches are in session to discuss steps
against the rustlers.
CHAPTER VI—Ellen hears a shot on an
other morning ride. She meets Terry. He
tells her a rustler named Tetlow has been
killed. They ride together.
CHAPTER VII—Sheriff Hart rides out to
Calhoun's ranch to ask him about his find
ing Tetlow's body.
CHAPTER VIII—The sheriff reports to a
crowd of small ranchmen and rustlers Ter
ry’s account of his movements. One point
is not explained the tracks of two
horses leaving the scene towards town. El
len finally comes forward to explain that she
had been Terry’s companion on that ride.
CHAPTER IX—Clint Ellison, manager of
another of the big ranches, drops in on Ter
ry to tell him of a plan to bring in former
deputy marshals from Texas and Oklahoma
to run down rustlers and kill them without
trial. Terry objects.
CHAPTER X—At Denver, the Western
Cattleman’s Association meets to deal fur
ther with the rustler problem.
CHAPTER XI—Jeff Brand practically pro
poses to Ellen.
CHAPTER XII—Ellen tells Cal Terry she
is of the opinion that he can persuade the
big ranches to stop the killings.
CHAPTER XIII—Calhoun informs Ellison
to cut him out of the deal cooked up by the
big ranchers.
(Now go on with the story)
Ellen was finding it difficult to
draw sharp lines between good and
bad. Jeff Brahd was an example.
Her interest in him was growing,
and with it a reluctance to condemn
him utterly. No doubt he was a
thief, but she guessed he stole not
for profit so much as for the thrill
of it. If rumor was true, he had
killed men in Texas and found it
wise to leave suddenly. Yet he
was human, with unsuspected loy
And there was Calhoun Terry.
Most of those living near Black
Butte would call him traitor because
he had changed sides. But was that
judgment final? If appearances
counted for anything, he was the
last man in the world to kill another
furtively from the brush or to hire a
substitute to do it.
Right and W’rong existed, of
course, yet there was a borderland
of conflict where the differences ran
thin. Ellen brought the more im
personal aspect of the difficulty to
her father. The time was after sup
per when he was reading one of Hor
ace Garvey’s editorials in the Ga
“Garvey takes a strong line about
these assassinations,” he said. “He
sure enough hits out right from the
shoulder. Just what he should do,
too. Tells the big ranches they can’t
sow the wind without reaping the
Ellen was silent for a minute. A
frown puckered her forehead. “Isn’t
there any way to stop this dreadful
Lane Carey shook his grizzled
head. "Not so easy, honey. The big
cattle outfits want a wide-open free
range for their stock. They don’t
want the land plowed up or the coun
try along the creeks fenced. They
have grabbed what they can, one
way and another, by using their
riders as dummies for homestead
and pre-emption rights. But that
isn’t enough if they are going to run
herds as big as they have been do
ing. So there you are. If the little
fellows fence and plow the land the
big ranches can’t have it for range.
Cattle came here first. The large
concerns feel the nesters and home
steaders are interlopers, and they
have gone some farther than the law
allows to let them know it.”
“You think the Diamond Reverse
and the No, By Joe, with the
other big outfits, are to blame,
“Isn’t there any way to stop this
dreadful bitterness?”
“They made it mighty hard for
the small fry to earn a living in
these lean years when they quit em
ploying men who had places and
stock of their* own. But there is
another side to it. Rustlers have
been very active,__ and I’m afraid
Al hE/5ervice
r- '"V*
a good many of the Tiestefs Have
helped themselves to calves to build
up their herds and to steers for
food when they got hard up.”
“So everybody is wrong and no
body is right,” she said.
He drew on the pipe for a few
moments to make sure it would not
go out. “I wouldn’t say that. You
might put it that there are conflict
ing rights hard to reconcile.”
Ellen brushed tobacco from his
coat. “You don’t see any hope of
peace, then?”
“I wish I did,” he said at last.
“But all the talk is the other way.
I heard that fellow Jack Turley say
at the dance he was going to carry a
rifle with him when he rode after
this. The men he was talking with
seemed to agree.”
"I don’t like the man,” Ellen cut
in, deflected from the main thought.
“He has been hanging around me a
“Not a pleasant fellow This
new ranchers’ and stockmen’s as
sociation the little men formed at
Round Top the other day will cer
tainly make trouble. The big
ranches aren’t going to let them
round up range stock and brand
whatever they please in a gather of
their own.”
Ellen kissed her father good night,
lit a lamp, and went upstairs to
her room. It was some time before
she could get to sleep. Into her
mind trooped thoughts connected
with ambushings and sudden death,
and even after she slipped into sleep
her dreams were wild and turbulent.
She saw Jeff Brand and Calhoun
Terry stalking each other in the
sage. A gun would crash, but before
her flying feet could take her to
the scene the protagonists had
changed. It was her father lying
wounded, and Jack Turley was
straddling his body rifle in hand.
Strangely enough, Ellen saw next
day at Black Butte all the four men
of whom she had dreamed. Terry
came up on the stage, on his way
back to the Diamond Reverse
from Denver. Brand and Turley
dropped into the post-office shortly
after the stage had arrived. The
ranch foreman was eating dinner
at the restaurant, but after he had
finished he strolled across to the
post-office to wait while the fresh
horses were being hitched.
He asked for his mail.’ Ellen made
a pretense of looking, though both
of them knew this was not the office
to which his letters came.
She came back to the window. “No
mail for you, Mr. Terry May I
see you a minute alone?”
He was surprised at her request,
but scarcely more than she was. For
it had been born of a sudden urgent
“Of course,” he replied. “Here?
Her father came into the building.
“At the house—if you don’t mind.”
To Lane Carey she said: “Will you
take care of the mail a little while,
Carey glanced at her, at Terry,
and back at his daughter. “Why,
yes,” he agreed. He did not know
what was back of this, and he did
not quite like it.
Ellen spoke to Brand, including
Turley in a general bow to a couple
oi others present, bne could see
that Jeff was astonished at what
she was doing. The aDiamond Re
verse manager, she observed, had
walked through the group as though
oblivious of their presence.
Ellen stopped with Terry in front
of the porch, coming swiftly to what
was in her mind.
“Isn’t there any way, Mr. Terry,
of stopping all this killing that is
being done?” she asked. “Does it
have to go on, building up hate,
making this country an awful place
to live in?”
If he was moved by her indignant
appeal his immobile face gave no
evidence of it.
“I think the trouble will go on, in
one way or another, until stealing
cattle is stopped,” he said.
“You favor murder?” she cried.
“Did I say so?” he countered.
“You said—” She cut off her own
sentence. “It doesn’t matter what
you said. Yous friends are hiring
murder done. Can you deny it?”
Terry had not at first believed this.
But doubts of his associates had
seeped into his thinking.
The Diamond Reverse manager
replied to her question with another.
“Can you prwve it?”
“Of course I can’t.” Stormy-eyed,
she pressed the attack. “But you
know it’s true. I don’t know what
part you have in it, but your friends
are trying to stop theft by murder.”
“I don’t know any more about it
than you do,” he answered, anger
and obstinacy in his steel-blue eyes.
“If you want this trouble stopped,
go to your father and his friends. Get
them to persuade the rustlers to
move out. What do you expect? Do
you think we’ll let these scoundrels
steal wholesale from us and laugh in
our faces when we take them to
court? We are going to protect our
“By killing men from ambush?”
“No.” A dull flush of rage beat
into his face beneath the tan. “By
hanging known thieves by the neck
to trees when we have enough evi
dence. Is there anything else »you
would like to know, Miss Carey?”
She stood, very erect and proud.
“No, Mr. Terry. I know all I want
to know—about you.” Turning, she
walked into the house.
Calhoun Terry walked back to
ward the stage. It was in front of
the post-office. The horses were be
ing brought out to hitch. He saw
Jeff Brand move forward to meet
“Like a word with you, Mr. Ter
ry,” he said.
Terry said nothing. There is some
times a force in silence more potent
than any speech.
“You and yore crowd have teen
cutting a lot of mustard. Rubbing
out our friends without giving them
a chance for their white alley. Not
like rattlesnakes. They give warn
ing. I always did claim there was
vermin lower than a sidewinder.
Now I’ve found them.”
“Are you quite through?” the
ranch manager asked coldly.
“Not yet. I’m mentioning now that
we’U take a hand in this game. Two
can play it as well as one. From
now on there’s an open season on
Diamond Reverse men and on
those of the other big outfits. We’ll
be trying for the bosses, but when
we don’t find them handy a plain
lunkhead waddy will do. The brake’s
done bust. We’re off, and hell and
high water can’t stop us.”
“I wouldn’t talk that way if I
were you, Brand,” Terry advised
“I’m talking. You’re listening.
This is a message to you and to all
the other damned rascals you’re
sleeping in a bed with. I’m mak
ing war talk. Understand?”
Calhoun Terry understood perfect
ly. The rustler was offering him a
chance to draw if he wished.
Terry shook his head. “No dice,
Brand. I don’t know who killed
these men, and I’m not going to
make myself responsible for it. I
won’t let you hang it on me by
forcing it as an issue. You can't
put me in the wrong that way.”
The cowboy jeered at him. “What
do you wear that gun beside you
for, Terry? Or don’t you draw it un
less a man has his back to you?”
They were close to the porch. Ter
ry knew the other two men could
hear every word Brand had said. He
felt a tumultuous boiling up of the
blood, the recklessness ready to
break out in him explosively.
Lane Carey came out on the
porch, a big weather-beaten West
erner who had fought his way
through the rough and tumble of
frontier life.
“Don’t be a fool, Jeff,” he said,
no excitement in his even voice.
“Can’t you see that Mr. Terry
doesn’t want to fight unless you goad
him to a showdown?”
“I see he doesn’t want to fight
whether I goad him or not,” Brand
Terry said coldly: “I choose my
own causes for a fight, and I won’t
be maneuvered into defending as
sassins. But I’m not overly patient
when bullies try to run over me.”
“Jeff isn’t a bully, Mr. Terry,”
the postmaster explained placidly.
“He’s some excited, and kinda went
off half-cocked. We can’t rightly
blame him for that, after his friends
have been drygulched. But since
you’re no party to these killings
nothing he has said applies to you.”
“You make it quite clear, Mr. Car
ey, that he couldn’t possibly have
meant me,” Terry said, with a thin,
ironic smile.
“That’s right, isn’t it, Jeff?” Car
ey persisted, his quiet urgency
crowding the cowboy toward some
withdrawal of his attack. “Since Mr.
Terry isn’t the guilty party, you
could not have meant him.”
Carey’s character and personality
gave him much influence in the
community. It was important for
the group to which Brand belonged
not to drive him into the camp of
the enemy.
Jeff grudgingly gave ground.
“What I said goes for the murder
ers, whoever they are.”
Terry followed the other passen
gers into the stage.
Turley laughed unpleasantly. “Mr.
Terry certainly took meek the worst
cussin’ out I ever heard.”
Headed for the post-office, Carey
stopped in his stride.
“Don’t make a mistake about Cal
houn Terry, boys. He’s game as
they come. He was giving Jeff
straight goods. Unless Cal Terry has
changed a lot from the young fellow
I used to know, he isn’t hiring any
body to rub out his enemies. If it’s
to be done, he’ll do it himself in the
For hours Calhoun Terry had been
riding across territory ranged by
stock of the Bartlett Land & Cattle
Ellison w’as at home.
His host got out a bottle and
pushed it toward Calhoun, who
waved it aside with a gesture al
most impatient.
“I’ve brought a message for you
from Jeff Brand,” he said.
“From Jeff Brand? What is that
scoundrel sending me a message
“He is serving notice that he and
his friends are going to make re
prisals for the rustlers who have
been murdered.” Terry’s gaze rest
ed steadily on the No, By Joe man
ager. “They are going after the
bosses, but if they can't get them,
riders for the big outfits will have to
“The nerve of him!” Ellison cried.
“It shows what this country has
come to when a known outlaw can
send such an impudent message to
honest men.”
“We didn’t need that to show us,”
Terry answered bluntly. “To have
three men shot down from ambush
in two w’eeks is evidence enough.”
Terry stopped, searching the oth
er’s gray countenance. “When out
fits throw in together to play the
same hand, Clint, it ought to be
played above-board for all of them
to see.”
The other man said, after a mo
ment’s hesitation, “Some things are
better not talked about. Cal.”
Terry had his answer. He had
found out what he had come to
learn. *You w’ill have to count me
out,” he teld the No, By Joe man
ager, and rose to go.
“Wait!” Ellison got up and paced
the floor, talking as he w’alked, stop
ping to press his points. “You’re too
soft, Cal. These men were thieves,
robbing us wholesale. But I’ll say
this, since you’re worried about it:
There won’t be any more of it.
In two weeks—three at the most—
we’ll be ready for the big drive.
Until then we’ll rest.”
lout ItlOMU
iy of ihev I *inc
HAVE not begun
to fight!
John Paul Jones
4/tw hours of furious Cghting
in a naval battle on September
13. 1779. the British commander
thinking the American ship un
der the command of Jones,
famous U. S. naval leader, about
done for shouted: "Have you
struckJones sent back the
famous reply quoted above. In
the end the Americans won.
"Zave you arranged it with the
rustlers to rest too?” Terry asked
bitterly. “I don’t think so. Before
forty-eight hours we’ll hear of one
or two of our riders shot out of the
saddle. When we do we’U know that
we murdered them just as surely as
if we had used our own bullets.”
“That’s no way to talk, Cal,” his
host reproved.
“I want you to know exactly
where I stand. You can tell the
others too. I haven’t been given a
square deal, and I don’t like it. All
over this country I’m suspected of
being at the bottom of this. I’m tell
ing you now that if there’s any more
monkeying wuth the cards I leave
the table.”
He turned and walked out of the
(To be continued)
Mr. and Mrs. J. O. Cupp, Mr. and
Mrs. Delmer Smith and children of
Avon Lake and Miss Edythe Cupp
were dinner guests in the home of
Mr. and Mrs. Herbert Marshall one
evening last week.
The Monroe Twp. Farm Bureau
council met in the home of Mr.
and Mrs. W. E. Marshall Tuesday
evening of last week.
Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Fruchey and
Mr. and Mrs. Charlie Cook spent
several days the past week with Mr.
and Mrs. Homer Cook and family in
Ashtabula Co.
Miss Beatrice Cupp and Mr.
Howard Winchester of Toledo w’ere
Sunday guests of the former’s par
ents, Mr. and Mrs. Walter Cupp.
Mr. and Mrs. Edgar Begg and
sons John and William and Mr. and
Mrs. Lawrence Begg and sons
Jimmie and Paul took Sunday din
ner with Mr. and Mrs. Clarence
Miss Jean Marshall and Lysle
Cahill of Cleveland spent Sunday at
Gray Gables, Catawba Island, sum
mer home of Mr. and Mrs. Gordon
Gray of Fostoria, where Miss Jane
Gray entertained a group of A O Pi
sorority sisters and their friends.
Mrs. Edwin Cupp and daughter
Nancy of Findlay were guests in the
home of Mr. and Mrs. J. 0. Cupp
Saturday. The Edwin Cupp family
plans to move to Pandora in the
near future where Mr. Cupp recently
purchased an interest in a hardware
and implement store.
Mrs. H. M. Day and daughter,
Mrs. Gertrude Dow, of Cleveland,
and Miss Harriet Krohn of Pandora
were Sunday evening supper guests
of Mr. and Mrs. Orlo Marshall. Mr.
and Mrs. Harry Hostettler of Mans
field were evening callers.
Ralph Marshall was a business
caller in Columbus Friday. His
brother Kenneth who is attending
summer school at O. S. U. returned
home with him for the week end.
Word has been received here that
Lester Johnson, who as a boy made
his home with Mr. and Mrs. J. 0.
Cupp, was recently married to a
young lady from San Diego, Calif.
Lester is a sailor aboard the U.S.S.
Louisville which has been ordered to
Mr. and Mrs. W. E. Marshall, Mr.
and Mrs. D. C. Campbell and Mr.
Mrs. ard Mrs. Harold Marshall and
Mr. and Mrs. Walter Cupp attended
the Allen County Farm Bureau pic
nic held at Lafayette park one day
last week.
Mrs. Alice Harsh of this place and
Mr. Lee Bodell of Harrod were mar
ried in a quiet ceremony in Lafay
ette last Wednesday.
Mrs. DeLos Keel and daughters
Grace and Mildred of Bluffton, and
their guest, Mrs. Oscar Anderson of
Aurora, Ill., were Tuesday evening
guests in the home of Mr. and Mrs.
Orlo Marshall.
Mr. and Mrs. Delmer Smith and
two children of Avon Leke, and Mr.
and Mrs. J. O. Cupp and daughter
Edythe were Tuesday evening sup
per guests of Mr. and Mrs. Harold
Marshall and family.
Mr. and Mrs. Derrickson of Van
Wert and Robert Farst of Convoy
were Saturday afternoon callers in
the home of Mr. and Mrs. Herbert
Robert, son of Mr. and Mrs. F. C.
xnarsnaii, wno is a member of the
All-Ohio Boys’ Band for the State
Fair, left for Columbus Monday for
a week of practice with that or
ganization, and will remain until
the close of the fair.
Mrs. William Althaus entertained
at a party last Saturday afternoon
in honor of the seventh birthday an
niversary of her youngest daughter
Janet. The guests included Doris
Berryhill, Barbara Diller, Jane Hos
tettler, Joan Gratz and Marcine
Miss Jean Marshall left Tuesday
for Lake Wawasee, Ind., where she
is a delegate to the National Con
vention of the Delta Omicron
sorority, national music honorary so
ciety, which will be in session there
the remainder of the week. Miss
Marshall represents Mu chapter at
Miami University.
Rev. and Mrs. Charles Armen
trout and daughter Jean of Bluffton
were Wednesday evening supper
guests in the home of Mr. and Mrs.
D. C. Campbell.
Miss Ruthanna Friedly of Lima
and Messrs. Bob Barnette and Allen
Allion of Waterville were week end
guests of Miss Mary Marshall.
Mr. and Mrs. Walter Cupp and
family and Mr. and Mrs. Harold
Marshall and family attended the
annual Au Revoir club picnic at the
Ed Basinger home near Columbus
Grove last Thursday evening.
Mr. and Mrs. D. C. Campbell and
Mr. and Mrs. W. E. Marshall at
tended a Farm Bureau conference
held on the University campus in
Bowling Green, Sunday afternoon.
Mr. and Mrs. Howard Carey and
family of Lima were Sunday after
noon callers in the W. E. Marshall
home. Gene Carey who has been
visiting here the past week returned
home with them.
Mrs. Delmer Smith and children of
Avon Lake who have been guests in
the J. O. Cupp home the past two
weeks left Monday for Van Wert
where they will spend a couple of
weeks with Mr. Smith’s parents.
Mr. and Mrs. L. L. Lehman who
recently visited at the home of his
parents, Mr. and Mrs. Gideon Leh
man have arrived safely at their
home in Geary, Okla., after a three
weeks’ vacation trip.
Mr. and Mrs. Eugene Lippincott
of Lima were Sunday callers of the
former’s aunt, Mrs. Emma Vinson.
Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Williams
of Lima were Sunday visitors of
Miss Adda Yoakam.
Mrs. Sadie Moore spent Thursday
with Mr. and Mrs. Fred Zehrbach
at Bluffton.
Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Amstutz were
Saturday evening visitors of Mr.
and Mrs. J. C. Yant.
Mr. and Mrs. Lester Bittner of
Sylvania spent Sunday with C. A.
Stoodt and son Paul.
Mr. and Mrs. Charles Hiles of
Maumee visited the past wreek with
Mrs. G. T. Andrews.
Miss Ruth Yarger is spending sev
eral weeks with Mr. and Mrs. Ralph
Yarger at Muncie, Ind.
Mrs. Mae Bailey spent the past
w’eek with Mr. and Mrs. Elmer
Walthers and family at Findlay.
Mr. and Mrs. Paul Pratt, daughter
Betty Jean and son Warren, of
Toledo Mr. and Mrs. Warren M.
Durkee, of Washington C. H., were
w’eek end guests of Mrs. Carrie
Durkee and daughter Ruth-
Ella Jean Downey spent a few
days the past week with Ruby
Baughman at Ada.
Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Younkman and
grandson Bernard were Sunday din
ner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Daniel
Younkman and family at Clyde.
Rodger Arnold of Cairo was a
Thursday visitor of Jackie Pugh.
The members of the Junior Dept,
of the Church of Christ held a
weiner roast at the home of Mr.
and Mrs. Lewis Van Meter on
Thursday evening.
Mrs. Russell Wolfe entertained in
honor of her birthday anniversary
on Wednesday evening the follow
ing guests: Mrs. Gail Arnold, Mrs.
T. V. Stim, Mrs. Everett Rowland,
Mrs. Orville Huber, Mrs. Russell
Brackney, Mrs. A. J. Lutterbein,
Mrs. Jack Pugh and Mrs. Ed Cook.
Mr. and Mrs. Marshall Jennings
and Mr. and Mrs. Clyde Vanmeter
are enjoying a vacation in Michigan.
Mr. and Mrs. W. A. Arnold enter
tained last Friday evening their
children, grandchildren and great
grandchildren in honor of their 50th
wedding anniversary.
The Junior Dept, of the Methodist
church enjoyed a picnic at the Ada
park on last Tuesday.
The members of the ’38 and ’39
classes of the High school alumni
enjoyed their annual reunion and
picnic at Cedar Point on last Sun
Mr. and Mrs. Robert White of
Lancaster Mr. and Mrs. F. W.
Ziegenbusch and sons Kenneth and
Fred of Buckland were Sunday din
ner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Jim
Ramsey and daughter Linda.
Mr. and Mrs. George Klay and
daughter Marjorie of Bluffton w-ere
Saturday evening callers of Mr. and
Mrs. W. R. Dally.
The bullfinch, an European bird,
is a member of the family to which
the English sparrow belongs.
Mt Cory
The Mt. Cory W. C. T. U. institute
was held in the home of Mrs. Cledus
Cuppies on Tuesday. The following
program was presented: Morning
session—Song, W. C. T. U. devotion
als, Mrs. Myra Deerwester duet,
Marilyn Reiter and Joan Carr book
review, "Keeping Our Balance,’’ Gen
evieve Beagle report from Medal con
test director, Mrs. Mabel King. Elec
tion of fficers followed the program.
Afternoon session—Piano prelude,
Joyce Rosenfelder song, W. C. T. U.
devotions, Rev. Clayton Landis
special music, Salva Moyer report,
"Catching the Public Eye,” Hazel
Steininger talk, “Attract Mr. and
Mrs. Public as they walk by”, Coza
King service of White Ribbon Re
cruits, Mrs. M. C. Dye report of the
county director of helath, Mrs. Earl
Mrs. A. E. King, Mrs. Samuel
Light, Mrs. J. W. Renninger and Sus
anne Wooley attended the Rothen re
union at Lincoln park last Friday.
Mr. and Mrs. Elwood King and son
Ronald are spending a few weeks in
Mrs. Nettie Sheldon and grand
daughter Jane Ann Hutchiijson re
turned home Sunday evening after a
weeks visit in Toledo and Pontiac,
Mrs. Oline Crozier and Mr. and
Mrs. Jacob Romick and son Jack Dean
of Rawson called on Mrs. Idella Bail
ey and Mrs. Pearl Jordan, Sunday af
Mr. and Mrs. J. J. White and Mr.
and Mrs. Clarence Whisler were week
end guests in the home of Mrs. Cook
son in Trumbull county.
Mr. and Mrs. H. S. Crow and dau
ghters Mrs. Bessie Lewis and Mrs.
Amy Lewis and Mrs. Goodpasture of
Wabash, Ind., were Friday night
guests of Mr. and Mrs. C. L. Green
and Mrs. Joyce Rosenfelder.
Mr. and Mrs. James Fields and fam
ily w’ere Sunday visitors in the home
of Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence Johnson in
Norman Hurlds of Findlay was a
w’eek end visitor in the C. E. Henning
Mrs. Gussie Brocker and son Rus
sell and grandson Buddy of Linden,
are visiting Mrs. Brocker’s sister in
California. Miss Margery Brocker
remained with her aunt Mrs. Charles
White during their absence.
Mr. and Mrs. Gale Herbert and lit
tle daughter of Monclova were week
end guests of Mr. and Mrs. Arlo
Rev. Kauffman is attending the
Ohio conference of the Evangelical
church in Toledo this week.
Jan Dukes, Ruth Jones, Marilyn
Reiter and Joan Carr were Sunday
afternoon guests of Mr. and Mrs. J.
E. Jones.
Mr. and Mrs. W. B. Kramer called
on Mrs. Beissie Miller and Mr. and
Mrs. Scott Kramer, Sunday afternoon
in Findlay.
Mr. and Mrs. Morris Green and
daughter Mary Rachel, Misses Ev
elyn and Alice Sink of Findlay, Mr.
and Mrs. Jesse Steiner of Pandora,
Mrs. Milford Green, daughter Joan
and son Kenneth called on Mr. and
Mrs. C. L. Green and Mrs. Rosenfeld
er, Sunday afternoon. Mr. and Mrs.
L. D. Crawford were evening callers.
Mrs. Arlo Doty spent Monday af
ternoon with Mrs. Everett Doty in
Mr. and Mrs. Lester Baker were
Sunday evening supper guests of Mr.
and Mrs. J. S. Baker.
Mr. and Mrs. V. M. Wooley of Lima
and Mr. and Mrs. V. T. Wooley were
Sunday visitors in Jackson, Mich.
Mrs. Mae Rader returned home on
Sunday evening after a visit with
Mrs. George Grisw-ack in Bradner.
Mrs. Will Nonnamaker called on
Mrs. Larena Guin, Sunday evening.
Wesley and Clarence Baker are vis
iting their grandparents, Mr. and
Mrs. J. E. Hartman of Fostoria.
Mr. and Mrs. E. E. Jackson and
Mr. and Mrs. Fred Klein of Findlay
were Sunday callers in the J. W.
Garlinger home.
Mr. and Mrs. J. H. Bow’ersox and
family and Miss Wilma Bartholomew
were Sunday dinner guests of Mr.
and Mrs. Roy Bowersox of Clyde.
Mr. ^nd Mrs. M. S. Steininger spent
Sunday afternoon in Rossford with
Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Steininger and
little daughter Vera.
Eulas Steinman of Tennessee was
Harold McClain, Auct.
Chas. Borman, Clerk
a w’eek end guest of his father, Ellis
Mrs. Eugene Klopt of Springfield
is spending her vacation with her par
ents, Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Boobering.
Mr. and Mrs. O. P. Hartman call
ed on Mr. and Mrs. Cecil Hartman
Tuesday afternoon, who have a new
son Donald Jay, born Tuesday
Mr. and Mrs. W. I. Moore spent
Sunday and Monday with their
children in Detroit.
Mrs. Eva Montgomery spent sev
eral days last week at the Chas.
Montgomery home.
Mr. and Mrs. Stemion of Lima
called Sunday evening at the H. O.
Hilty home.
Tommy Owens of Lima is spend
ing the week with Don Oates.
Mr. and Mrs. J. C. Montgomery
and Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Klingler
spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs.
Wm. E. Coldiron of Dearborn, Mich.
Kay and Jimmy Hall are spending
the week with Mr. and Mrs. Dale
Moore of Detroit, Mich.
Mr. and Mrs. Carl McCafferty
were Lima callers Monday.
Mr. and Mrs. H. O. Hilty and
daughter Rosann, Mr. and Mrs.
Robert Ewing, Mr. and Mrs. Harold
Young attended the church wedding
of Miss Mary Pagnard of Upper
Sandusky and Mr. Enos Oman.
Mr. and Mrs. Walter Montgomery,
Mrs. Harold Bell called Sunday
afternoon at the Ivan Montgomery
Mr. and Mrs. Fred Redfern of
Findlay spent Friday at* the Chas.
Montgomery home.
Mr. and Mrs. Carl McCafferty call
ed Friday evening at the C. E.
Klingler home.
Mrs. Harold Hinely of Toledo
Mrs. Ralph Whisler of Bluffton,
spent Thursday afternoon at the O.
P. Hartman home.
Mr. and Mrs. C. E. Klingler called
Thursday evening at the W. I.
Moore home.
Evadelle and Annabelle Beagle of
Detroit are spending the week with
their grandparents, Mr. and Mrs.
W. I. Moore.
Rural economists say, "American
farmers can ill afford to forget the
struggle which followed World War
No. 1, when price deflation began.
The immediate future appears to be
an opportune time to pay old debts
rather than to acquire new ones.
However, if it is known that money
must be spent to maintain the farm
plant, it seems advisable to make that
investment without further delay.
Every Load Insured
Bluffton, Ohio
HORSES $4.00
COWS $2.00
(of size and condition)
23221—LIMA, OHIO
Reverse Tel. Charges E. G. Burhsieb, Inc.
For Vigor and Health—
include meat in your menu.
Always ready to serve you.
Bigler Bros.
I will offer for sale on what is known as the Thomas Lamb
farm, 1 mile northwest of Rockport and 5 miles southeast of Co
lumbus Grove
Wednesday, August 27th
Fresh and Salt Meats
The following property:
20 Cattle—Roan cow 11 yrs. old, with calf by side roan cow
6 yrs. old, with calf by side light roan cow 5 yrs. old, calf by side
red cow 5 yrs. old, calf by side roan cow 2 yrs. old, calf by side
white cow 3 yrs. old, calf by side Guernsey cow 3 yrs. old, calf by
side roan cow 2 yrs. old, giving milk 4 heifers coming 2 yrs. old,
bred Shorthorn bull 15 months old.
60 HOGS—2 sows with pigs by side 4 weeks old 6 sows bred
for fall 51 shoats Hampshire male hog 2 yrs. old. All hogs im
46 SHEEP—30 Shropshire brood ewes 15 male lambs Shropshire
HOUSEHOLD GOODS—Book case, kitchen cabinet, half bed
and springs, large bed and springs, 9 by 15 rug, 2 commodes, other
Sale starts at 12:30 p. m.
Terms made known on day of sale.
Frank Jagger, Owner

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