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THURSDAY, OCT. 23, 1941
WAR and LOVE in the CATTLE LANDS
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 n—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 XIII—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.
CHAPTER XVIII—Clint Ellison and Cal
houn Terry have a set-to over the pro
posed invasion.
CHAPTER XIX—Terry and the head of
his ranch, John Q. Powers, tell Editor Gar
vey to announce the sale of the Diamond
Reverse Ranch in small parcels.
CHAPTER XX—Ellen begins to think that
■he misunderstood Calhoun.
CHAPTER XXI—Jeff Brand shows Ellen
the note that was pinned on one of the slain
rustlers. She says it looks like the writing
of Jack Turley, supposedly a rustler himself.
CHAPTER XXII The ex-officers and
rangers from Texas arrive.
CHAPTER XXm—Jeff Brand rides up to
Turley’s cabin. In the presence of Dave
Morgan and Bill Herriott, he accuses Turley
of being the killer. They make a search
of the cabin and find $2,000. Jeff and Turley
draw and Turley falls dead.
CHAPTER XXTV-Turley’s body, strapped
to a pack horse, arrives at McFaddin’s
ranch.
CHAPTER XXV-I.ee Hart reports the
pursuit of two men by the invaders, and
Jeff Brand decides to go to the cabin.
CHAPTER XXVI—Jeff is wounded as he
tries to reach the cabin door. The men
Inside bring him into the house.
CHAPTER XXVII—Calhoun Terry and
Larry Richards with whom he plans a part
nership for the purchase of a small ranch
were on their way to Round Top on some
business when the Texas invaders mistaken
ly chase them into a cabin. It is they who
pull Jeff Brand into the house when he
is shot.
CHAPTER XXVIII—Jeff tells Terry and
Larry that he killed Turley. The invaders
finally discover Terry's identity but demand
to know who’fs the third man in the cabin.
Brand appears at the door with rifle pointed
at EH'®on.
(Now go on with the story)
CHAPTER XXX
Terry and Richards came into
Round Top after dark. As they
rode along the railroad tracks they
became aware of unusual activity
in the town. In the shadow of a load
ing chute they drew up. A man with
a rifle in his hands cantered past.
He shouted at them, “We aim to get
a second troop of the boys off in
side of an hour.” He did not wait
for an answer.
“This town has gone wild,” Larry
said. “I reckon maybe we’d better
scout around here a little before we
show ourselves. We’re not exactly
popular.”
Cautiously they advanced toward
the town square. A light gleamed
from the back window of the Ga
zette office.
Calhoun Terry tapped on the win
dow and Horace Garvey slewed
round his parchment-like face.
“Who is it? What you want?”
he snapped.
The Diamond Reverse manager
tapped again. He did not want to
shout his name aloud. Garvey grunt
ed impatiently. He peered out of the
window.
“Don’t you know I keep this back
door locked with piles of paper in
front of it?” he called out. “Who is
it anyhow? Go round to the front
door.”
Calhoun’s face came out of the
darkness close to the window.
“Goddlemighty!” Garvey explod
ed. “Haven’t you got any sense at
all?”
He began to haul bundles of paper
from in front of the door. Presently
he opened to let them in and led the
way to a dark corner back of a
press.
“What’s the idea of coming to
Round Top after your friends have
pulled such a crazy outrage as this
invasion 72* he demanded. “Don’t
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you know that this town is about
ready to tear you in two? Some of
the boys brought in Jeff Brand
wounded. All kinds of rumors are
going around. They say these Tex
ans have killed eight or ten settlers
in the hills back of Lee Hart’s
place.”
“We were among those present
when Jeff was wounded,” Larry told
the editor.
“You mean you were with this
bunch of Texas killers?”
“Not exactly with them,” Larry
explained. “They were trying to
collect our hides. Cal saved Brand’s
life—dragged him into the cabin aft
er he was wounded.”
Over his spectacles Garvey’s eyes
searched the face of the cowpunch
er. “Is this some kind of a story
you’re making up?” he inquired, his
thin voice sharp. “Brand was
brought in only ten minutes ago,
and I haven’t heard the facts yet.”
Larry told the story of their ad
ventures for the day. Garvey’s eyes
gleamed. “Good for you,” he said.
“Since you have broken with Ellison
and his crowd it ought to fix you up
with your old friends, as soon as I
can get the Gazette out with the
story. They will be glad to shake
hands and make up. But I think you
boys had better get out of town as
soon as you can. Folks don’t yet
know your new position.”
“We haven’t taken any new posi
tion,” Terry answered. “We stand
just where we always have. If we
catch any rustlers fooling with Dia
mond Reverse stock it will be
good night for them!”
“That’s all right, but I wouldn’t
talk that way round here yet a
while.”
“We came in to see a cattleman
about buying a bull for the new firm
of Richards & Terry,” said Terry.
“Probably he has been waiting for
us all day at the Holden House. We
wouldn’t think of going without a
confab with him.”
“Well, I’ll bring him down here.
I’ll not have you crossing the court
house square. Some fool would prob
ably take a crack at you.”
Terry discussed the matter of
sending telegrams to Washington to
induce the President to order troops
from Fort Garfield. Garvey admit
ted that he thought it would be a
good idea. Before morning, he told
them, four or five hundred armed
men would have left town to engage
the invaders, and as many more
would pour in from the ranch coun
try to join them.
“I’ll sign with you,” Garvey said.
Inside of thirty minutes the ap
peals for troops were on the way to
Washington, and the story was
spreading through the town that Cal
houn Terry had wired the President
to send government troops to* fight
with the big outfits and their hired
Texans against the settlers.
Garvey brought the cattleman to
the office from the hotel, and inside
of five minutes of his arrival Terry
and his new partner were the own
ers of an imported pedigreed Here
ford bull. The editor hovered over
them while the bargain was being
struck, like an anxious hen with one
chick.
“All right,” he sputtered. “Now
you’ve made your deal it’s time to
get out of town, Calhoun.”
But they had waited too long. An
irruption of angry citizens poured
into the office through the front door
to ask Garvey what he meant by
signing a telegram requesting that
troops be sent to help the invaders.
“It had Lane Carey’s name on it
too, and that scoundrel Terry’s,”
Lee Hart yelped.
Horace Garvey felt goose pimples
run down his back. The Diamond
Reverse men were in the shad
owed semi-darkness back of a press.
They had slipped out of sight as
the first of the group showed in
the doorway. But at any moment
they might be discovered.
“Well, now, I’ll explain that,” he
said nervously. “First off, Cal Terry
isn’t in with the big outfits any long
er. He has broken with them. I’m
writing an editorial now for the next
issue of the Gazette dealing with
that. Let me read it to you.”
“Read nothing,” Hart snarled.
“We’ve done asked you questions.
Answer them. And tell us how much
Ellison paid you to throw us down?”
“You’re getting this all wrong,
Lee,” the harassed editor insisted,
his voice shrill with excitement,
“Maybe you don’t know that Cal
saved Jeff Brand’s life today when
these Texans had him lying wound
ed on the ground.”
“Who told you that fairy tale?”
demanded a rough, unkempt nester
who had a Winchester in his hands.
“Why—ask any of the boys who
came down from Black Butte with
Jeff.”
“Who? Which one? Put a name
to him.”
Garvey felt the sweat drops stand
ing on his forehead. He did not
know who had brought Brand to
town.
“I didn’t get it direct,” he ad
mitted weakly. “But I’ve heard
talk, same as some of you must
have done.”
“Sure we’ve heard talk. We’ve
heard these hired killers have
rubbed out eight or ten of our friends
and that you are trying to get the
troops in to side with Ellison’s men
now they are getting in a jam.”
“Not to side with them,” Garvey
explained desperately. “To stop a
war where dozens of you boys will
be killed. I’m not throwing you
down but trying to stop a terrible
slaughter. Can’t you see where you
are heading for if you don’t keep
cool? We don’t want—”
“Cut it,” interrupted Hart harsh
ly. “W’e don’t want any more guff
from you. Howcome you to sign
Terry’s name on that telegram?
Talk, fellow.”
The nester with the Winchester in
his hands craned a long scrawny
neck forward. “Someone hiding in
the back of the room,” he an
nounced. The rifle leaped to his
shoulder. “Come outa there with
yore hands up, whoever you are.”
Terry and Richards came out, not
with their hands up.
The Diamond Reverse manager
answered the question Hart had put.
“My name was on that telegram
because I’m the man who sent it,”
he said quietly.
The men who had come to ques
tion Garvey stared at Terry in sur
prise out of angry, hostile eyes.
CHAPTER XXXI
There was a shift in the half-circle
of men who fixed their attention on
Terry and Richards. Lee Hart had
been in the foreground, crowding
the editor with snarling questions.
Now he was back of the big nester
with the Winchester. Over the shoul
der of his shield he flung a trium
phant shout at his enemy.
“Got you at last, you damn fool!”
Looking round on the grim faces
of these men, all armed, most of
them ready to start out on a long
ride to exterminate their foes, Terry
guessed that never in his turbulent
life had he been in more deadly
peril.
“Larry and Horace are not in
this,” he said quietly. “Garvey has
not thrown you down. He’s on your
side still. Larry is a hired rider. He
is not responsible for what the Dia
mond Reverse has done. I’m the
manager.”
“If Larry Richards claims he’s
not on yore side he keeps mighty
bad company,” jeered a red-headed
rustler.
“I'm not claiming it, Red,” Larry
cut in coolly. “My chips are on the
table alongside those of Cal.”
Shrilly Garvey begged a chance to
talk. “For God’s sake, don’t make
a mistake, boys!” he cried. “Listen
to me. Calhoun Terry is our friend.
Take time to find out—”
“He’s your friend, but not ours,”
Hart interrupted savagely. "We
don’t need any more time. I say,
right now.”
A man had walked in the front
door and joined the group. He was
Sheriff Hart. One sweeping glance
was enough for him to size up the
situation.
“Don’t push on the reins, Lee,”
he said evenly. “These two men
are my prisoners.”
“How do you mean yore prison-
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“Read nothing,” Hart snarled.
ers?” his brother blustered. “Elli
son’s warriors aren’t taking any
prisoners. That goes with us too.”
The hard, unwinking eyes in the
long-jawed, bony face of the sheriff
looked almost contemptuously at his
older brother. “Come out from back
of Houck if you have anything to say,
though it won’t be important any
how. I’m the law, and I’m arrest
ing these men. Don’t any of you get
the wrong idea about that.”
Terry knew that the sheriff had no
friendliness for him, but he had no
doubt that Nate Hart had interfered
to prevent him and Larry from be
ing killed.
“What are you arresting us for
doing?” he asked. It did not mat
ter what pretext was offered by the
officer, but as a matter of form
Calhoun made a protest. “We’re
peaceable citizens going about our
lawful business.”
“For conspiring to bring about an
armed insurrection in the territory,”
the officer answered.
“Hmp! We came here to buy a
registered bull from Mr. Murdoch
here,” Larry said. “We have done
bbught it. Now we’re ready to leave
and go back to the ranch. Looks to
me like these gents who were work
ing themselves up to bump us off
when you sashayed in are doing the
insurging.”
“No use littering up the jail with
them,” Lee Hart urged. “I say hang
them to a telegraph pole.”
The sheriff drew a revolver. “I
know all of you boys,” he said qui
etly. “I’d hate to have to kill any
of you, and I don’t want to be killed
myself. But I’m going to take these
men to jail. If anybody interferes
there will be trouble.”
The cowboy Red threw in the hand
for his group. “All right, Nate. If
you want these fellows, take ’em.
But be sure you don’t let ’em go.
We’ll be hearing from the hills soon
as to whether any of our friends
have been murdered. And if they
have, hell and high water can’t
keep us from busting into yore cala
boose and hanging these birds high
as Haman.”
Red and his allies followed the ar
rested men to the jail, to make sure
the sheriff did not release them.
They posted a guard at both the
rear and front doors. The leaders
adjourned to the Crystal Palace and
the Red Triangle to drum up senti
ment in favor of a lynching.
Calhoun put the matter bluntly to
the sheriff.
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“Getting down to cases, Hart,
what is your idea in locking us up?”
he asked. “Are you holding us here
till your friends are ready to lynch
us?”
“I’m holding you here for your
own safety. If I turned you loose
you would never get out of town
alive. You wouldn’t get fifty yards
from the jail door.” Impatiently he
added, “Why in hell did you come
to town now?” .
“Why shouldn’t we come?” Terry
wanted to know. “We have nothing
to do with this crazy invasion. Elli
son’s men attacked us today and
almost killed us. We rescued your
friend Jeff Brand.” The Diamond
Reverse is being cut up into small
ranches, of which Larry and I are
buying one. What have you against
us except that we won’t stand for
having our stock rustled? The trou
ble with this town just now is that
it is seeing red and can’t think
straight.”
“If I could get Red and some of
the other hotheads to go up to the
house where Jeff is and talk with
him they might get some sense
thumped into their heads. But no
chance of that now. They figure
you are one of those who paid that
two thousand dollars to Turley to
ambush their friends. You may
have been, at that. Even if you
have quarreled with Ellison since
then, that doesn’t prove a thing, and
far as that goes they only have your
own say-so that you’re not hock
deep in this invasion.” The sheriff
slanted a suspicious look at Terry.
“Looks like you are, when you get
off a telegram to the President ask
ing him to send troops to support
the big ranches in this business of
killing settlers.”
"That’s not what I asked him to
do,” the Diamond Reverse man
ager said. “Since the operator was
in such a hurry to give out a private
message he might at least have
done so correctly.”
Larry tossed a question at Hart.
“Let’s know where we’re at, sher
iff. Is it yore intention to ask us to
give up our guns and wait in a cell
for these galoots outside to break in
and send us west? Because we have
other views.”
Nate Hart was a harassed man.
“I didn’t get you in this jam, Lar
ry,” he said. “You didn’t have to
come here and drop a match in a
barrel of powder. I’m trying to
save you, but I’ll tell you straight
that if any bad news comes to town
the boys will attack the jail. It’s
only a flimsy shack. You know that.
I aim to protect you if I can, and
if it comes to a showdown I’ll give
you back your guns to help me
stand them off. More ffian that I
can’t promise.”
He added after a moment, “If I
could get a chance to let you slip
away I would.”
“Since we’re not prisoners you’d
better let us keep our guns,” Larry
suggested. “You might be where
you couldn’t get them back to us
when we have to have them.”
The sheriff recognized the force of
the argument. “All right,” he said.
“Keep them. I don’t need to tell
you if you begin shooting you are
sunk.”
(TO BE CONTINUED)
LaFayette
Wednesday afternoon Mrs. Belle
Bradley entertained twelve members
of the Country club in her home.
Mrs. Cliff Knoble of Minneapolis,
Minn., who has been a guest of Mrs.
Netie Knoble left Sunday to spend
several weeks with her mother at Ma
rion before returning to her home.
Mr. and Mrs. C. C. Arnold were
week end guests of Mr. and Mrs. Wil
bur Arnold of Akron.
Mr. and Mrs. Earl Hussey of Day
ton were Sunday dinner guests of
Mrs. Nettie Knoble.
Mrs. Laura Biteman was a Satur
day guest of Mr. and Mrs. Richard
Day of Lima.
Rally day services were observed at
Congregational Christian church.
Home-coming was observed at the
County Line church of the Brethren,
Sunday.
Several from this community at
tended the funeral Saturday after
noon of Mrs. Alfretta Yoakum.
I. D. Davis of Pittsburgh was a
Thursday evening dinner guest of Mr.
and Mrs. T. M. Robinson.
Mr. and Mrs. Robert Hefner and
family of Oxford Mr. and Mrs. Carl
Hefner and daughter of Columbus
Mr. and Mrs. Darrell Prater of
Springfield Mrs. Wirt of Cairo were
Sunday visitors in Lafayette.
Elrose
Mrs. Goldie Battles, daughters
Mabel and Merilyn and Joan Battles
spent Sunday with Mrs. Bertha
Wetherell in Weston. They were
accompanied home by Mrs. W’etherell
who will spend several days visiting
friends here.
A shower was held Friday even
ing at the Purl Hartman home
honoring Mr. and Mrs. Freeman
Basinger, who were recently mar
ried.
C. W. Klingler and family spent
Sunday evening at the Clyde War
ren home.
N. R. Eizay was removed Sunday
morning to the Bluffton hospital
from the A. S. Pifer home. Mr.
Eizay has been in failing health for
several weeks.
T. J. Koontz, wife and son Robert
attended services at the Rawson LT.
B. church Sunday evening.
Miss Floe Stratton in company
with the McComb teachers attended
High School day at Columbus, Sun
day.
Mr. and Mrs. Frank Cherry of
Findlay called at the J. R. Fisher
home Sunday afternoon.
M. J. Stratton, wife and daughter
Floe were dinner guests Sunday at
the C. W. Klingler home.
Union prayer services at the
Bethesda church Thursday evening
at 7:30 p. m.
Mrs. Ruth Steinman of Bluffton
spent Sunday at the home of her
mother, Mrs. Anna Koontz, Mrs.
Koontz is slowly convalescening from
a recent fall. She wishes to take
this opportunity to thank her friends
for cards, gifts and flowers sent her
during her illness.
Mrs. C. V. Klingler, sons Jack and
Howard and daughter Marylin of
Ada spent Sunday with Ami Non
namaker and family.
Rockport
Miss Beatrice Cupp, student nurse
at the State hospital in Toledo, was
a week-end guest of her parents,
Mr. and Mrs. Walter Cupp.
Mr. and Mrs. Harold Marshall en
tertained members of the Monroe
township Farm Bureau Council in
their home last Tuesday evening.
Mr. and Mrs. E. E. Freet and
daughter Ruth were Friday evening
dinner guests of Mr. and Mrs. Cloyce
Kidd and family.
Miss Madeline Bixel a teacher in
the Rittman schools spent the week
end with her sister Mrs. F. C. Mar
shall.
Mr. and Mrs. Orlo Marshall spent
Thursday evening in Lima with
Mrs. Fred Grismore of Ft. Myers,
Fla., at the home of Mr. and Mrs.
Lloyd Sager. Mrs. Grismore who
has been in Lima for some time due
to the illness and death of her
brother, plans to leave soon for her
home in Florida.
Mrs. Walter Humphreys of Co
lumbus Grove and Mrs. Lloyd Van
Meter of Pandora were guests at
the Profit and Pleasure Club meet
ing held last Wednesday afternoon
in the home of Mrs. Lawrence Begg.
Due to the regular club date com
ing so near to Thanksgiving, plans
were made to hold the November
meeting on Thursday the 13th.
Ralph Marshall, a student at O. S.
U. Columbus came home Friday
evening and in company with his
brother Kenneth spent the week end
in Canada arranging for their yearly
sale of hybrid seed corn.
Mrs. Clarence Begg, Mrs. Law
rence Begg, Mrs. Guy Mayberry,
Mrs. D. C. Campbel), Mrs. W. E.
Marshall and Mr. and Mrs. Orlo
Marshall attended an Eastern Star
meeting in Columbus Grove last
Wednesday evening.
Mr. and Mrs. F. C. Marshall and
son Robert and Miss Madeline Bixel
attended a family dinner at the
Steiner home near Pandora, Sunday
in honor of the birthday anniversary
of their uncle Mr. Sam Steiner.
IM. Gerald Kidd of Houston,
Texas is here for a ten day furlough
with his parents, Mr. and Mrs.
Cloyce Kidd.
Mr. and Mrs. W. E. Marshall at
tended a Homecoming at the Central
Church of Christ in Lima where Mrs.
Marshall was formerly a member.
Mr. Harvey Sylvester of Ft.
Wayne, Ind., spent the past week
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er and sister Mrs. Glen Huber and
family.
Mrs. Herbert Marshall attended a
meeting of the Beaverdam Farm
Women’s club in the home of Mrs.
Stanley Salter near Beaverdam last
Thursday afternoon.
The Homecoming at the M. E.
church Sunday was attended by more
than a hundred members, former
members and pastors of the congre
gation. The usual morning services
were held in charge of the pastor,
Rev. W. B. Webster of Beaverdam.
A basket dinner in the basement at
the noon hour provided time for
renewing old acquaintances and mak
ing new friends. The afternoon pro
gram started with a song service
led by Mrs. William Amstutz of
Beaverdam. Rev. J. O. Moffat of
Findlay a former pastor was the
speaker of the day with short talks
being given by Rev. Daly, Rev. Tins
ler and Mr. Albert Lora. Special
music numbers interspersed the pro
gram. Among those present from a
distance were: Rev. and Mrs. E. P.
Daly, Mrs. Mary Lora, and Mrs.
Sarah Carter, all of Ada Rev. and
Mrs. J. O. Moffat of Findlay Rev.
and Mrs. M. E. Tinsler and family
of Rossford, Mr. Albert Lora of
Findlay Mr. and Mrs. Charles Mar
quart of Jenera Mrs. Chris Early
and daughters Eva and Mabel of
Toledo Mr. and Mrs. Dean Myers
and family of Mansfield: Mr. and
Mrs. Jesse Spicer of Lima Pvt.
Gerald Kidd of Houston. Texas, and
others from neighboring towns.
Armorsville
Mr. and Mrs. W. I. Moore took
Sunday dinner with Mr. and Mrs.
Morris Dype of near Alvada.
Mr. and Mrs. W. L. Hilty, Mr.
and Mrs. Ervin Moser called at the
Charles Montgomery home, Sunday.
Mr. and Mrs. Cloyd Turner were
Sunday dinner guests of Mr. and
Mrs. Levi Hauenstein and son.
Afternoon callers were Mr. and Mrs.
Roily Moser and son and Wayne
Hauenstein.
Mr. and Mrs. Joe Hilty and son
spent Sunday at the H. O. Hilty
home. Evening callers were Mr.
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SATURDAY, OCTOBER 25th
Given away with the purchase of six gallons
ibrilliani
bronzeorREGULAR-LEADED-POLYMERIZED
ETHYL GASOLENE
FOR THOSE WHO WANT THE
LOW P. RIC E HIGH QUALITY
IKalpli Diller Service Station
South Main Street & Bentley Road, Bluffton, Ohio
Phone 455-Y for Tank Truck deliveries.
Third Grade (CHEAP) Gasolene is NOT sold at—
BRILLIANT BRONZE STATIONS
PAGE SEVEN
and Mrs. Carey Niswander and son
Dean.
Mr. and Mrs. O. P. Hartman
called at the Archie Hartman home
Sunday afternoon.
Mr. and Mrs. John W. Wilkins
and family of near Arlington were
Sunday dinner guests at the C. E.
Klingler home.
B. B. Harding of Denver, Colo
rado, called on Clyde Klingler, Sun
day morning.
San ‘Going Ont*
According to scientists the sun is
cooling all the time. However, there
need be no worry for some time, as
it is expected to give light for some
millions of years longer.
Bernard Shaw Self-Conscious
In his youth George Bernard Shaw
was painfully self-conscious and shy,
and would pace up and down in
front of a friend’s house for 15 min
utes before he had enough courage
to enter it.
Liner Protection Costly
Keeping an ocean liner such as
the Queen Elizabeth tied up in New
York city costs approximately $15,
000 a week, which includes police
protection, pier rent, fuel and main
tenance of a skeleton crew.
Contraceptive Literature
The federal law of 1873 classified
contraceptive literature and instru
ments with pornographic literature
and obscene devices, and prohibited
their importation and their transpor
tation by mail or (in interstate com
merce) by common carriers.
Gas Pressure and
Dizziness
Due to
Constipation
Relieved Fast!
Does gns pressure, sour rising. bad taste,
keep your stomach upset? Then learn how
many people ease out this distress when
due to constipation. The pleasant Herbal
Extracts nnd Minerals in Williams For
mula work FAST to relieve MAXI WAYS.
Williams Formula nudges lazy bowels and
Kidneys, helps stimulate appetite, desire
for food, and sweeps gas and distress
from the stomach. Decide tonight to put
Williams Formula to the test in your own
case. Relieve the headache, gas pains,
nervousness, and body “aches" w hirh ac
company lazy bowel and kidney elimina
tion. Williams Formula special at Sid
ney's Drug Shop, Bluffton, Ohio, in 3
economical sizes.
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SAVE*