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THURSDAY, SEPT. 11, 1941
WAR and LOVE in the CATTLE LANDS
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SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I—A rustler 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 II—Terry talks over the kill
ing with Editor Garvey, his friend.
CHAPTER III—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 Xm—Calhoun Informs Ellison
to cut him out of the deal cooked up by the
big ranchers.
CHAPTER XIV—Returning from Ellison's
ranch, Calhoun is fired upon from ambush.
After two shots fired at him from a rifle,
he heard two other shots from a revolver
and later discovered the body of Black Yea
ger, a rustler. Yeager had been killed by
a revolver shot. A note written pinned to
the body stated “this is what happens to rus
tlers.” Terry sends for Postmaster Carey
and Jeff Brand.
CHAPTER XV—Carey and Brand arrive
at Terry's ranch and he tells them the
story of the latest shooting.
CHAPTER XVI—Brand doesn't like Terry
and suspects his story. On investigation,
however, of the scene, Carey forms the opin
ion that Terry is trying to let him and Jeff
know that the murderer might possibly have
been a spy employed by the big ranchers.
CHAPTER XVII—Jim McFaddin of the
Flying V C. a big ranch, has been killed
plainly in retaliation.
(Notv go on with the story)
From Ellison’s gray face the color
seemed to drain. “By God, you
take the cake, Terry,’’ he said, re
strained anger riding in his voice.
“First you are with the small fry.
Then you throw them over and join
us. Now when we have a fight on
our hands you are deserting us to
go back to them.”
Terry felt the rage boiling up in
him. “You’re too bull-headed, Elli
son, and too smooth in your work.
We were supposed to be allies, and
you double-crossed me by ordering
these men drygulched. Do you think
you are God Almighty, with the pow
er of life and death in your hands?’’
“I suppose you’ll fix yourself up
with your new-old friends by warn
ing them,” Ellison jeered, bitter
ness in his voice.
The superintendent of the Dia
mond Reverse restrained himself
with difficulty. “I ought not to take
that from you.” he said quietly.
“But I will. It’s time you went,
Mr. Ellison.”
White spots pinched into the nose
of the visitor. He too was holding
his temper in by sheer will. “It's
one way or the other,” he flung
back contemptuously. “Either you
rat on us, or you keep your mouth
shut and get the benefits of our drive
without taking any of the risk. You
may have your choice, sir.”
Ellison picked up his wide Stet
son and walked out of the room.
Calhoun Terry stood at his desk,
salient jaw clamped tight. What El
lison had said was true. He had
either to warn the rustlers or let
the drive go on. There was no mid
dle ground. In any case he was
now a man without a party.
CHAPTER XIX
John Q. Powers descended from
the train at Round Top and was met
by Calhoun Terry. The two men
walked to the Holden House, where
the ranch foreman had taken rooms.
Powers was a heavy-set, middle
aged man of a precise habit of
mind. He wore square-toed shoes,
a double-breasted coat, and a silk
hat. His home was in Philadelphia,
and he had never before been far
ther west than Chicago. The Pow
ers family had bought for them
selves and some business associates
the Diamond Reverse ranch at a
time when capital was being poured
into the cattle industry. So far it
had been a good investment. There
had been bonanza years when the
ranch had returned more than 30 per
cent on the original cost. But those
boom days were past. The profits
had dwindled, and the books showed
for two years a balance in the red.
A letter from the foreman had
brought him out here in person.
A shrewd investor, John Q. was
moving to the opinion that it might
be time to sell out.
As they walked to the hotel, Pow
ers noticed that Terry did not ex
change greetings with the men he
met. The glances that fell on the
Philadelphian were merely curious,
but when they shifted to the fore
man they held unconcealed hostility.
There was a tensity in the atmos
phere that John Q. did not like. His
ideas of the West were vague. He
thought of it as a wild country where
there were possibilities of making
money in spite of Indians, rustlers,
drouths, and blizzards. Bad men,
cowboys, and cattle filled the fore
ground of the picture.
They talked casually about the
trip from Chicago until the door of
the hotel room closed behind them.
Then, without waste of time, Pow
ers came to the business that had
brought him here.
“You think we ought to close out
the ranch?”
“I feel sure we ought,” Terry re
plied. “An outfit as large as ours
can’t be run profitably under present
conditions.”
“We can get a good price?”
“I think so. If the property is cut
up wisely into small ranches. There
would be no difficulty in disposing
of the land.”
“I’d like to go out and look the
situation over. You have made ar
rangements, I presume, to get me
out to the ranch.”
“Yes. We can drive out. But I
ought to tell you that there will be
some danger.”
“Danger! What do you mean?”
“I have been shot at several times
in the past three weeks, once as I
was riding out of Round Top. A
few days ago one of the owners of
the Flying V C, James McFaddin,
was killed while he was rounding up
a bunch of stock.”
Powers stared at his foreman.
“Good God! Isn’t there any law in
this country?”
Terry smiled grimly. “Plenty of
it, and all on the side of the rustlers.
Our enemies elect the sheriff and
the judge, who try thieves before a
friendly jury which acquits them.”
“Then there is no way of stopping
cattle-stealing?”
“Yes. There are ways.” The steel
barred eyes of Terry held to those of
the Easterner. “If we catch a rus
tler we stop him permanently.”
The manager of the Diamond Re
verse decided not to spare the
feelings of his boss. He had to know
the truth before he could make an
intelligent appraisal of the situation.
“It has been the law of Cattleland
ever since the early Texas days that
a horse or a cow thief forfeits his
life if caught,” Calhoun explained.
“That was necessary then, because
the law hadn’t reached the brush
country. It is necessary now, be
cause the law has been taken over
by the thieves. You are shocked
because I have been shot at and
McFaddin killed. These attacks
were reprisals. Inside of a month
four men suspected of rustling have
been shot down from ambush.”
“But—but—”
“I don’t know who killed them, but
I can guess who ordered it done.
You need not let this worry your
conscience, Mr. Powers. The Dia-
His home was in Philadelphia.
mond Reverse is not guilty. I
wasn’t consulted, because those who
did it were afraid I would oppose
it.”
“But this is terrible. A suspected
man has a right to his day in court.”
Terry judged it was time to let
the Pennsylvania man have the oth
er barrel of the gun. “The worst is
ahead of us, and coming very soon.
I cannot go into particulars, or tell
you how I know it. But there are
plans for action soon that will make
headlines in e^ery New York pa
per.”
“I don’t know what you mean. Mr.
Terry. Please be more explicit.”
The city man watched this hard,
brown Westerner in fascinated
alarm. “Do vou mean more
bloodshed?”
“Yes. Plans to rub out scores of
men. In spite of ourselves we shall
be dragged into it, unless we move
fast. That’s why I asked you to
come at once.”
“How can we be dragged into it,
if we refuse to be a party?”
“Because this country is in two
camps. Everybody in this town is
for the small fry against the big
ranches. The rustlers and nesters
and most of the little cattlemen are
pooled against us, the honest men
and the thieves alike. The Diamond
Reverse is one of the large out
fits. If we say we are out of this
fight nobody will believe us. We’ll
suffer just the same. The only way
to be out of it is to let it be known
we are going cut of business, to
offer the ranch for sale in small
blocks.”
“Wouldn’t it put us in the clear
if I went on record publicly pledging
the Diamond Reverge 3. tjj i.2in in
no lawlessness whatsoever?” he
asked.
“No.” Th? foreman took out of
his pocket clippings from a news
paper. “Read these, Mr. Powers.
They are from the Logan County
Gazette, edited by Horace Garvey.
He's against us and for the small
settler. But he is an honest man,
a first-class citizen.”
Though Garvey tried to be fair,
he was very plainly on the side of
the plain rancher and homesteader
and opposed to the big outfits. His
editorial on the killing of McFaddin
was entitled, “They have sown the
wind, and they shall reap the whirl
wind.” It did not condone the shoot
ing of the Flying V man, but it
stressed the point that the policy of
the “cattle kings” had made such
crimes inevitable.
“He makes out a case for our op
ponents,” Powers said thoughtfully
after he had finished reading. “I
don’t think he is right, but he seems
to be honest.”
“No doubt of that. I thought you
might like to meet him and asked
him to call here. Not that I agree
with what he thinks.”
Half an hour later Garvey arrived.
“I understand that your friends
control the county politically,” Pow
ers said.
“Yes.”
“A combination of townsfolk,
small ranchers, and rustlers,” the
Easterner snapped. “Is that right?”
“Politics make strange bed
fellows,” Garvey answered. “The
rustler vote supports our candi
dates, because the outlaw is natural
ly opposed to the large outfits.”
“Quite so. Opposed to the men
they rob. Mr. Terry tells me we
can’t get justice in the courts when
we present a case against a rustler.”
“That is correct,” the editor ad
mitted. “I’m sorry it is so, but
there is a very strong feeling against
the big cattle outfits.”
“The big ranches are here law
fully, aren't they?”
“That is debatable. Their cow
boys homesteaded thousands of
acres and turned the land over to
their employers, quite contrary to
the spirit of the law. All over the ter
ritory you find large tracts fenced
by the cattle kings to which they
haven’t the slightest claim.”
Powers leaned forward, tugging at
his grizzled imperial. “What would
you think is the chance of disposing
of the Diamond Reverse at a good
price, Mr. Garvey?”
“I don’t know. Not very good, I
should think. It would take a lot
of money to buy it, and I don’t sup
pose large interests are looking for
investments in the cattle country
these days.” He added as a rider:
“But I am not in touch with mon
ied people. You should know much
better than I do.”
Powers gave the editor the sur
prise of a year. “I am not talking
of large interests. We are thinking
of dividing the property into small
ranches and selling to individuals
of moderate means. We would ac
cept down payments for part and
take a mortgage for the balance.”
Into Horace Garvey’s dried-up
face there came a curious expres
sion of amazed delight. “If you
mean that, you will be doing a fine
stroke of business for yourself and
a great service to the territory,
Mr. Powers,” the little man cried,
his voice hopping up and down with
excitement.
“We can find purchasers, you
think?”
“No doubt of it, if your price is
reasonable.”
“It will be.” Powers rose briskly.
“I’m ready to leave for the ranch
whenever you are, Terry.”
“May I announce in the paper that
you are going to divide the ranch
and sell it?” Garvey asked.
“You may, sir. The sooner the
better.”
“This is great news,” Garvey
beamed. “I believe it will be the
beginning of better days than we
have had for a long time.”
He left hurriedly, to write a front
naue story.
CHAPTER XX
Calhoun Terry took no unneces
sary chances with the safety of his
passenger. He had brought to town
with him three Diamond Reverse
riders. One of these he sent to the
corral to hitch a horse to the buck
board. Another one took care of
the horses. The third was a lad
named Larry Richards.
At a nod from the ranch man
ager Larry bowlegged along the
plaza past Pegleg Jim’s pool room,
the Crystal Palace, and the Evans
store. Through the swing doors of the
Red Triangle saloon he passed,
drawing up to the bar.
There were half a dozen men in
the room. The two upon whom his
gaze fastened were Lee Hart and
Jack Turley. They were playing a
game of seven-up.
Hank, the bartender, said, “What’ll
you have, Larry?”
He was surprised to see a Dia
mond Reverse man in the Red
Triangle, a place largely patronized
by those hostile to the ranch.
Larry did not want a drink, but
he ordered one. He was here only
to make sure that nobody made a
hole in another pane of glass while
the boss and his guest were passing.
Hart glanced up and stiffened.
“Important customers patronizing
you these days, Hank,” he said of
fensively. “Better get out yore
best.”
Young Richards was a cool, dar
ing man, with more than a streak
of recklessness. He was a close per
sonal friend of his boss.
“If it isn’t Lee Hart,” he drawled,
enthusiasm in his voice. “How's ev
erything with you? Good calf crop
this year?”
The rustler started to jump to his
feet, but thought better of it.
He said, “I’m not lookin’ for trou
ble.”
“That’s fine,” Larry answered.
“Neither am I. You had me scared
for a moment, Lee.”
Hank polished the top of the bar
with a towel. “Now, gents,” he
pleaded. “Let’s not have any diffi
culty.”
“Better tell this young squirt to
finish his drink and £et out,” Turley
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advised the bartender.
“On account of me having the
smallpox?” Larry inquired.
“Men from your outfit are not
welcome at Round Top,” Hart
growled.
Richards recalled his instructions.
He was posted here as a guard, with
definite orders not to get into a
fight. It would be better for him to
sing small, but not small enough to
encourage these men to jump him.
“I just dropped in for a last
chance drink on my way out of
town,” he mentioned in a placatory
voice. “No offense meant, gents. I
didn’t know there was a deadline on
our riders here.”
“Not exactly a deadline, Larry.”
Hank polished vigorously. “But you
know how things are.”
“Sure Sure.”
Larry grinned down into his drink
and refrained from further ameni
ties.
The swing doors opened, to let in
Slim.
“Dog my cats! Where did you
drop from, Slim?”
Larry’s expression of pleased sur
prise did credit to his ability as an
actor, considering the fact that the
arrival of the other Diamond Re
verse man was according to pro
gram.
“I been around,” Slim said. “On
my way back to the range now. How
about you keeping me company?”
“I reckon I’ll have to do that.
Never saw it fail. When a fellow
gets a bunch of nice friendly guys
someone comes along and drags
him away. Well, adios, gents! Been
nice to meet you.”
Larry flashed a derisive smile at
the seven-up players and turned his
back to them.
The legs of a chair in the back
part of the room scraped against
the floor. Somebody was getting to
his feet hurriedly. Larry did not look
round. His guess was that he had
annoyed a seven-up player. He
heard Turley’s voice order harshly,
“Sit down, Lee, you damn fool!”
Blandly he said to his friend,
“Yeah, I reckon we better be bit
tin’ the trail, Slim.”
The cowboys sauntered out of the
Red Triangle, mounted the two
horses at the hitch-rack, and can
tered up the street. They caught up
with the buckboard before it had
reached the cattle chutes by the
railroad tracks. From the driv
er’s seat Terry slanted an inquiring
glance at Larry.
“Everything all right?” he asked.
“Fine as silk.”
“Do you always take a caval
cade of armed riders with you to
town?” Powers wanted to know.
“Never before this trip,” the fore
man answered, with a dry’ smile.
“This is an escort of honor for a
distinguished guest.”
“To make sure he reaches the
ranch safely?”
“Well, yes. I didn’t want him to
get a rustler’s welcome.”
The party ate lunch at the Box
55 restaurant. Terry introduced
Powers to Lane Carey and his
daughter.
“They don’t approve of me or of
the ranch,” he explained to the
Easterner. “But since you are only
the owner and not responsible for
the way it is run, perhaps you will
escape criticism.”
Powers had come West to find out
all he could about local conditions.
“Why don’t you approve of the Dia
mond Reverse B, Mr. Carey?” he
asked bluntly.
“1 think it is one of the finest
ranches in the West,” the cattleman
answered. He was a little embar
rassed at their directness.
“But you don’t like the way it is
managed.”
“I don't think you can find in the
territory a young man who can han
dle stock better than Mr. Terry.”
“He’s dodging,” the foreman said
to Ellen, a gleam of laughter in his
eyes. “But it won’t do him any
good. Mr. Powers will keep ask
ing questions till he finds out what
he_ wants to know..”
(To be continued)
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Mr. and Mrs. John Huber and
daughter Bernice are visiting this
week with Mrs. Gladys Williams at
Lansing, Mich.
Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Furgerson of
Lima Mr. and Mrs. A. M. Cunning
ham, Mr. and Mrs. Henry Demers of
Iowa were Thursday evening callers
of Mrs. Ella Andrews.
The Yoakarn Reunion was held at
the home of Mr. and Mrs. John
Clark and daughter Ellen last Mon
day.
Mrs. John Manahan and daughters
returned home last week after
spending the past 6 weeks with Mr.
and Mrs. Guy Kirkendall and other
relatives at Longview, Texas.
Mr. and Mrs. Arthur Truax of
Geneva, and Jesse Truax of West
Virginia have been visiting their
mother, Mrs. Minnie Truax and
other relatives the past week.
Mrs. Cynthia Elliott is visiting
Mr. and Mrs. Harry Davis and
family in Cleveland.
Mr. and Mrs. C. H. Litter of
Butler, Ind. Mrs. Jack Sapp and
daughter Virginia of Watseka, Ill.,
were recent visitors of Mr. and Mrs.
Sam Varvel and daughter Alary.
Mrs. Donald Michael entertained
the members of the Leisure Hour
club in her home Wednesday night.
Mrs. Kenneth Gierhart and son
Jerry of Germantown returned to
their home Monday after spending
two weeks with Mr. and Mrs. Walter
Amstutz and Mr. and Mrs. Elzie
Gierhart.
Mr. and Mrs. C. O. Slenker of
New York visited Thursday with
Mrs. Carrie Durkee.
The members of the Ladies Aid
Society of the Church of Christ
were entertained Wednesday evening
at the home of Mrs. C. Mounts.
The Women’s Society’ of Christian
Service of the Methodist church met
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Thursday afternoon with Mrs. Har
mon Downey.
Mr. and Mrs. Leo Nelson are on
a motor trip in Michigan.
Ronald Ernest of Chanute Field,
III., is visiting with Mr. and Mrs.
Roscoe Trout.
Mr. and Mrs. Harold Amstutz and
daughter of Akron were recent
visitors of Mr. and Mrs. Pete Am
stutz and daughter Evelyn.
Mr. and Mrs. Carl Weaver and
sons of Fremont were last week end
visitors of Mrs. Lillie Anderson.
Mr. and Mrs. Clair Younkman and
family of West Unity, Mr. and Mrs.
Morris Anderson and sons of Pan
dora, visited the past week at the
Wm. Younkman home.
Mr. and Mrs. A. B. Pugh and
family spent last Sunday in Toledo.
Miss Maxine Cook returned Sun
day to Washington, D. C., after
visiting the past two weeks with her
parents, Mr. and Mrs. Ed Cook and
other relatives.
Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Eversole of
Lafayette visited Sunday with the
latter’s mother, Mrs. Netta Davis.
Otis Lippincott of Lima was a
Sunday caller of his aunt, Mrs.
Emma Vinson.
Mr. and Mrs. Wilbur Potee and
daughter of Bluffton were Sunday
guests of Mrs. Nora Eckenwiler.
Mr. and Mrs. Raymond Keiffer
and daughter Marilyn of Cuyahoga
Falls were Sunday guests of Mr.
and Mrs. John Keiffer.
Mr. and Mrs. Ray Zimmerman
spent the week end with Ralph
Williams at Dayton.
Air. and Airs. Ed Evon and family
of Detroit Mrs. George Bradley of
Washington Homer Bradley of
Illinois, Air. and Mrs. Charles Con
rad of Bluffton Air. and Airs. Geo.
Boyer of Hudson, Mich. Air. and
Mrs. Harry Beach of Lima, and Mr.
and Mrs. Oscar Weaver and Paul
Bloom of Akron, were visitors the
past week of Air. and Airs. Charles
Weaver.
Elrose
H. E. Koontz and family spent
Sunday at the Russell Elzay home.
A number from here are attend
ing the United Brethren Conference
at Columbus Grove this week. Mrs.
Goldie Battles is the delegate for
the Rawson charge.
Earl Arnold, wife, Waunetta Goss
man of near Jenera and Bess Arnold
called at the Ami Nonnamaker home
Sunday afternoon.
Sunday guests at the Anna Koontz
home were Airs. Ruth Steinman of
Bluffton, Airs. Thomas Koontz and
son Robert, and Jack Koontz even
ing callers were Rolland Koontz,
wife and daughter Alartha of Bluff
ton.
Union prayer services at Bethesda
Thursday evening of this week.
Aliss Flo Stratton left for Mc
Comb Sunday evening where she will
teach in the public school there.
Air. and Airs. John Warren, Air.
and Airs. Clyde Warren and family,
J. R. Fisher and wife were among
those who attended the wedding of
Aliss Marcella Niswander of Bluffton
ami Racine Warren of this place
Sunday at the First Mennonite
church. May we extend congratula
tions to the happy couple.
Mr. and Mrs. C. W. Klingler, Jean
Ann and Don, Mr. and Mrs. Scott
Cornwell anti Mrs. Pugh of Arling
ton, B. J. Stratton and son Ortho
and Mabel Battles were guests at
the M. J. Stratton home.
Mr. and Mrs. Bernard Stratton
and Elain and Larry spent Thurs
day at the Russell Stratton home
at West Jefferson.
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Miss Beatrice Cupp, who is taking a
course in nursing in Toledo State hos
pital, was a Saturday night and Sun
day guest of her parents, Air. and Airs.
Walter Cupp.
Mrs. F. C. Marshall presented her
music pupils in a recital at the High
School building in Pandora, Sunday
afternoon.
The Misses Alary Jane and Nancy
Anne Mayberry who have been em
ployed in Lima this summer, returned
here the latter part of the week to
spend a few days at home before
entering Bluffton College for the com
ing year.
Aliss Frances Williamson of Cedar
ville, who is teaching English and
Physical education at Lafayette, was
a guest in the Orlo Marshall home.
The Richland Township Farm Bur
eau council met in the home of Mr.
and Airs. Albert Augsburger east of
Bluffton last Tuesday evening. Among
those from here attending were: Mrs.
Herbert Marshall and sons Ralph and
Don and Air. and Mrs. William Al
thaus and family.
The Light Bearers of the Presbyter
ian church will hold their regular
September meeting in the home of
John Marshall, Saturday afternoon.
A good attendance is desired.
Roger Mayberry attended the Pio
neer Picnic in Kalida, Saturday as a
member of the Columbus Grove band
and also played in the All Putnam
County band of three hundred mem
bers.
Alice Jean, Paul Don and Betty Pix
el of Bluffton were Saturday evening
supper guests of Mr. and Airs. F. C.
Marshall and son Robert.
Mrs. Edgar Begg attended a club
meeting in the home of Mrs. Richard
Bixei, near Columbus Grove, Monday
evening.
Air. and Airs. Lonnie Alae enter
tained a large group of friends at
their home last Friday evening.
Air. and Airs. Guy Mayberry and
family were entertained at dinner on
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Sunday in the home of Air. and Mrs.
Harold Marshall and children Rebec
ca and John.
The Youth Council of the Allen
County Farm Bureau held a farewell
party for members who are leaving
for college, at the Walter Cupp farm
last Friday evening.
A group of delegates from the local
church attended the annual Executive
luncheon of Lima Presbyterial, held
in the Market Street church in Lima,
Tuesday.
The first meeting of the club year
for the Profit and Pleasure club will
be held in the home of Airs. J. O.
Cupp, Wednesday afternoon of next
week with the following program:
Song, club Roll Call, a teacher “Has
Your School Gone Fancy?” Mrs. J.
C. Begg Selections from your school
reader, Mrs. W. R. Mayberry Spell
ing class, Pronouncer, Airs. Coy
Kohli.
Mr. and Airs. Harry Corwin of Li
ma were Sunday afternoon guests of
Air. and Airs. Glen Alavberry and fam
ily.
NOTICE OF APPOINTMENT
The State of Ohio
Allen County,
m.
Estate of Prudence Long. Deceased.
J. F. Emans of Lima. Ohio, has been ap*
pointed and qualified as administrator of the
estate of Prudence Long, late of Allen County,
Ohio, deceased.
Dated thhs 21st day of August. 1941.
RAYMOND P. SMITH.
20 Probate udge.
NOTICE OF APPOINTMENT
The State of Ohio
Allen County, ss.
Estate of Ltaiah W. Welty. Deceased.
Caroline Wt■ity of Bluffton, Ohio has bees
(pointed anc
tate of Tsai
unty. Ohio,
1 qualified as executs
iah W. Welty, late
deceased.
1
JOY FOLLOWS RELIEF OF
GAS PAINS HEADACHES
‘NERVES’ro CONSTIPATION
ix of th.
of Alles
Dated this 19th day of August, 1941.
RAYMOND P.
Probate
SMITH,
Judge
NOTICE OF APPOINTMENT
The State of Ohio
Allen County, ss.
Estate of Lucretia Lippincott, Deceased.
Eugene T. Lippincott of Lima. Ohio, has
been appointed and qualified a« executor of
the estate of Lucretia Lippincott, late of Al
len County, Ohio, deceased.
Dated this 18th day of August, 1941.
RAYMOND P. SMITH,
20 Probate Judge.
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