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President. Caster. W. P. Schultb. Aspis'ant Cashier. OREGON, MO. Capital Stock Paid Up. $20,000. Transacts a general banking business. Interest paid on deposits left for speci fied time. Drafts issued cn principal cities. Col ections made and promptly remitted Directors: D. Zachman, president C. L. Evans, secretary; .1. A. Krek, B. F. Morgan, and R. S. Ket-ves. Telephone No. 43. C .D .Zook, Albert roecker, President. Cashier. Z. G. L. Cummins, Assistant Cashier. Zook & Roecker BANKING COMPANY. OREGON, : : MISSOURI Established 1871. The oldest bank in the county. Trans acts a general banking business. Inter est paid on time deposits. Drafts sold on all the principal cities of the country and Europe. Have made special ar rangements to collect money dut from estates in foreign countries. The ac counts of farmers, merchants and indi viduals respectfully solicited. Special care given to any business intrusted to us. Telephone No. 12. J. T.lHATCHER.Xir Homeopathist and SnrgcoD OFFICE OVER MOORE & KREEK'S Special attention given to Orificial Surgery AND ITS RELATION TO CHRONIC DISEASES. Orejjon, Mo. Telephones: Residence, 18; Office, 9 Farmer's: Residence, 52. G. W. MURPHY, ATTORNEY - AT - LAW OREGON, MO. Will practice in all courts. Commer cial business a specialty. Office over Moore & Kreek's store. HARRY DUNG AN, Attorney- at-Law Oregon, Mo. IVAN BLAIR, ATTORNEY - AT - LAW Office over Citizens' bank, OREGON : MISSOUR W. S. WOOD, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON Office Over Zook & Roecker Bank, OREGON, MO. Home Phone, 61. Mutual Phone 59. W. H. MINTON, M. D. EYE AND EAR SPECIALIST. SPECTACLES ADJUSTED. Ninth and Francis Streets. ST. JOSEPH, - - MISSOURI. PETREE BROS, ATTORNEYS AT LAW Office up stairs in VaiiBuskirk building, OBEGOJS, MISSOURI. DR. A. V. BANES, ST. JOSEPH, MO. Office hours 11 a. m. to 4 p. ra., except Saturdays and Sundays 11 a. m. to 1 p. m. Chronic diseases of both sexes a peciaity. Monthly treatment furnished. DR. BARTON PITTS, E e and Ear Specialist. PRIVATE HOSPITAL. 8th and Francis Sts. - St. Joseph, Mo. T. A. LONG, D. V. S. VETERINARY. The Only Three-Year Graduate Practicing in Holt County. Write, Call or Phone. DR. T. A. LONG. Office at John Ramsay's Barn, Oregon, Mo. Phone, 38. W. L KENNEY, M. D., Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat Spe cialist, Sixth and Edmond. St. Joseph, Missou ri. Correspondence solicited. WANTED SEVERAL INDUSTRIOUS PER sons in each suite m travel for house estab lished eleven years and with a large capital, to call upon merchants and agents for suc cessful and profitable line. Permanent en gagement. Weekly cash salary of 518 and all traveling expenses and hotel bills advanced in cash each week. Experience not essential Mention refererce and enclose self-addressed envelope. THE NATIONAL, 324 Deaborn St. Chicago 111. For Rent. My farm of ISO acres at S3.00;iper acre. Call on address DR F. E. BULLOCK, Forest City, Mo. LADIES: I have just received a fresh supply of "Velvet Cream," a cream for the complexion. Call on Mrs. Clara Maupin, or 'phone No. 2, Farmers' Mu tual, and will be delivered. Price, 50c. Daniel Zachman, President. mi II A T 1110 TDAITDT CC SJAU 1113 1IVUUDL.CO. WHEN THE JANITOR DID HIS OWN PLASTERING. During the Operation, and After It, He Realized Just How Little He Really Kntw About the Business. The janitor's face was wan and ?ale and he limped as he walked into the business man's office to restore the waste basket lie had taken to empty. "What's the matter?" asked the employer. "Well, I'll tell you." said the jani tor. ' It was this way. Yer see, I've been buildin' an addition to my house. We had three rooms, but we got more kids than we had room, so I thought I'd build more rooms. Well, I goes and borrows some money. Then I buys some lumber and starts buildin. Everything went all right till last night. I've got everything done 'cept in the plasterin'. All the lathin' was ready, an' last night I started the plasterin'. Notice that I said I start ed. "Well, all the folks in the neighbor hood come in to see me do it. 1 got a big washtub an poured in the lime and water. It started to fizz an I got a garden hoe an' started to mix it. Kind of unthinkiu' like I jabbed the hoe down in the lime. Then I heard a lot of howls. The lime had splattered all over my friends who was standin" on the other side of the tub. Then they all went home. Said they wasn't mad, but that they'd seen Lime Spattered All Over the Floor. a lot of plasterin" done before. Well, if they wasn't mail I was, 'cause I'd hung my new overcoat on the wall and it was all covered with lime. "After that I took the tub outside and let my son mix the lime while I made preparations to do the plaster in'. I didn't quite know whether to start at the top or the bottom. After figgerin' awhile 1 decided to start with the ceilin'. I got two stepladders and laid a plank across them. Then I found out I didn't have no plaster board, and 1 couldn't find anything but my wife's bread board, so I nailed a handle to that. " 'Bring on the lime,' I yelled to the kid outside, and I started to climb up the ladder. The kid come in with a coal scuttle full of plaster just as I got to the third step of the ladder. The fool ladder slipped and the plank come down on top o me and soaked the kid over the head. Course the lime spattered all over the floor. Well. I got things straightened up and nailed the ladders to the floor. Then I nailed the plank to the ladder. " "Come on with that plaster I yelled again to the loy, and in he hiked with another scuttle o' lime. I flopped some of it on my bread board and got up on the platform. The boy was underneath, lookin' up to see how the thing came off. The dinged plat form didn't seem very strong to me. an' I turned around to see what was wrong. When I turns I forgets about my mortar board an I let it tip. The mortar all skidded off an' slopped down on the kid's face. He let out a yelp, an' 1 tried to get down off the platform. The bloomin' thing busted agin an' down I went. Well, about 15 minutes later I got started agin. " 'Come on in an' see how easy I do it,' I called to my wife. "She come, but only to the door. She's a wise woman. I got a scoopful of plaster and flopped it up against the ceilin'. but it lidn't stick. Some of it went on the floor, but most of it wont in my eyes. " 'Go down to the drug store an' get a pair of the.n automobile gog gles,' 1 said to the kid as I washed my face. "Off he hiked an" came back with a pair of 'dust-proof specs." I put 'em on an got on the platform agin. My face got plenty !' plaster, but my eyes was safe, anyhow. Then I got busy. Once in awhile some plaster stuck on the ceilin'. but most of it fell. After I got started good there was one fellow hauliif in plaster and two haulin' it out. " 'John, it's one o'clock,' said my wife. "I looked at the ceilin. I'd been workin' five hours an' I'd covered about six foot of ceilin'. I crawled down offen my platform. " Top,' says my kid, 'maybe you'd better git a plasterer.' " 'Maybe I had,' I grunted, as I pulled off my clothes an went to bed." Kansas City Star. GAVE HIM DETAILS. CARUTHERS' EXPLANATION OF DISCOLORED OPTIC. As He Had Feared, Poole Was There with His Sympathy Working Over time Of Course No Offense Was Taken. Perhaps one of tne most embar rassing experiences of the rounder is when he gets the inevitable black eye. says the New York Press. Ho may escape it for years, but he gets it sooner or later, if not in one way then in another. Caruthers got his in the Tenderloin Saturday night. Ho nursed it carefully all day Sunday, trying various remedies, but when night came the discoloration was more pronounced than ever. A friend suggested that a piece of raw liver left on the black eye over night was a sure cure. He got the liver from a neighboring butcher and carefully bandaged it over his damaged optic when he retired. Monday morning he removed the liver and glanced into his mirror. Yes, the black eye was gone, but in its place was a blue, green and yellow one. He gave a sigh of resignation and threw the liver away. He know well the jibes and jokes thai the man with the black eye has to submit to. and he shrank from facing the force at the office, hut there was nothing else for it. Me might plead sickness for a day or so. but if the eye had not cleared up in that time it would make matters worse and put him strongly under suspi'don of having been guilty of unseemly conduct when he did return, to his duties, so he de- termined to put on a bold front and walk into the office as if nothing was wrong. He felt that most of the men would respect his feelings and treat him as though there were nothing unusual in his appearance, but there was one man he dreaded, and that was Poole, the bill-ot-lading clerk. Caruthers detested Poole, although he scarcely knew why, and all the reason he gave to himself was that Poole "wasn't his style of a man." V Ie was a mild mannered clerk, ol model habits, saved his money entirely too much of it, Caruthers thought and was of a distressingly sympathetic nature. It was whispered among the other clerks that he turned his collars to save laundry bills, but this had never been proven. It was his sympathy that Caruthers dreaded most of all. He reached the office a little earlier than usual so as to avoid meeting the whole office force at once. He was in an irritable state of mind and had no ticed that the people whom he met on the streets after the first casual glance had turned to look at him a second time. The office boy, who was young in years but who knew a thing or two, greeted him with a cheerful "Good morning," and nothing save a twinkle in his eye showed that he no ticed anything wrong with Caruthers appearance. The chief clerk greeted ln'm as usual and made no comments. The other clerks, some of whom had "been there themselves," looked him squarely in the face and showed their loyalty by asking no questions. Per haps it was not so bad, after all. As he looked up from his desk Poole was regarding him sympathetically. "Good gracious, Mr. Caruthers, what's the matter with your eye?" he said, loud enough for everyone in the office to hear him, and placing hs hand affectionately on Caruthers shoulder. Caruthers struggled with Ins emo tions for a moment and then impa tiently shaking himself free from Poole's grasp, replied in an equally loud tone: "The matter with that eye, Mr. Poole, is that it was punched. Do you get that? It was PUNCHED. I got gay with a Sixth avenue bartender Saturday night and he handed me a punch that felt as though a mule had kicked me in the face. That's what's the matter with that eye, Mr. Poole. If you want me to furnish the blue prints and specifications of it, why say ho. and, I'll do it." Poole rubbed his hands together apologetically. "I hope I haven't of fended you. Mr. Caruther?," he said, backing away from him. "Oh, no, not at all, not at all," snapped out Caruthers, as he jabbed his pen viciously to the bottom of his ink well. Notwithstanding his emphatic de nial, the impression prevailed around the office that Caruthers had taken of fense about something. Quick and Slow Ripening. Of British fruits the strawberry is the quickest ripening, while the fig is the slowest. The fruit of the fig is formed in the previous year to that in which it ripens. LYRE ELM IN VERMONT. Odd Shape Assumed by Tree on Farmer's Property. Vermont is justly noted for her beautiful forests and shade trees, and among the latter none are so grace ful or more used for ornamental pur poses than the elm. It is quite a common tree, growing by river banks and in fields, singly or in groups. Occasionally it takes a departure from its symmetrical form and as sumes odd shapes, like the one in the illustration, which resembles the lyre, a musical instrument that was much used by the ancients. Lyre Elm. This tree forms part of the stone wall that through the past summer has guarded the seven-acre corn field of Fred A. Smith on the Atcherson Hollow road at Canibridgeport, Vt. When clearing off surplus trees, brush, etc., from the highway, Mr. Smith, to please the people in the vicinity who admired the tree, spared the "lyre elm," as it is familiarly called. ODD CASE OF COMBUSTION. Rose Bushes Shipped in Wet Moss Al most Burned Up. A peculiar case of spontaneous com bustion, or something like it, is de scribed by a writer in Cassier's Mag azine. On February 17, 1906, two large re frigerator cars of young rosebushes were received at Hannibal, Mo., from a nursery in California. They were shipped in wooden cases containing numerous auger holes for ventilation and were carefully packed with wet sphagnum, or California swamp moss, to prevent chafing and to support their vitality. No ice was put in the cooling tanks, and the covers of these, as well as all other openings in the cars, were closed as tightly as possible. The cars were ten days in transit. The out side temperature was 60 degrees Fahrenheit at the start and 15 de grees at the end of the trip. Upon arrival steam was issuing from every crevice of the cars. Upon removing the tank covers it rushed out in large volume. The doors were opened and ice was put in the tanks: the free circulation of cold air soon cooled the contents of the cars. In unloading It was discovered that some of the upper T- --s of boxes were badly dania-- heat, which naturally was m .-;o near the top of the cars. as of actual combustion were .i.id. but this would probably have occurred in a short time had not the cars been quickly cooled. The temperature must have been nearly up to the burning point, as many of the green stems of these plants were black and brittle. Wet. sawdust in large quantities fre quently becomes very warm in the in terior even when exposed to winter weather, in fact the lower the tem perature of the atmosphere the hotter usually the sawdust. AN OLD BROADWAY TAVERN. Was Place of Prominence When New York Was a Village. Somewhere on the site of the great building known as the Bowling Green offices, at No. 9 and 11 Broadway, once stood the King's Arms Tavern, says the New York Herald. Its square windows looked eastward on the Bowling Green and its grassy lawn sloped to the edge of the North river. The picture shows the tavern from the west or river side. A Mrs. Steele kept it in 1703, having moved from Broad street. She brought with her the tavern sign of the King's Arms, and from that the house took its name. George Burns, of coffee house fame, is also said to have kept the house. Historians do not agree on the tenancy of Mr. Burns and we will let them settle the vexed question. No matter who kept the house in Colonial or Revolutionary days its place in the history of tavern sites was firmly fixed a hundred years before Mrs. Steele took possession. BEYOND MERE MAN. ARE THE ADORNMENTS INSISTED ON BY FEMININITY. In All Ages Practically the Same Com plaint Has Been Made, But Vic tory Has Always Been with the Fair Sex. Not a few things are past the com prehension of mere man, and one of these is the mysteries of feminine ap parel the fashionable raiment and the ramifications with which she per sists in "adorning" herself. Grandness and extravagance of style are always backed up by a con scious superiority on the part of the feminine mind that puts the male ob jector promptly out of business. The ardent wooer of Queen Eliza beth's day no doubt railed bitterly against the huge ruff that stood out about his lady's neck like a repelling picket fence. He could see no more use in it than his descendant of to-day sees in the enormous picture hat nor could he get around or over it. But the ruff remained, and men of the period had to do as well with it as they could, which was not very well. Frequently they got a taste of ruf fles in their mouths instead of the nec tar of ruby lips. Really shocking to man's sensibili ties, however, was the extraordinary horned headpiece that women of the fourteenth century perched upon themselves. This consisted of a partly cone shaped bonnet starting from brow and Vac Prtmosicrous Homed ffcdiJW.v of the m-t". Century Shocked tfur. ears and running thence about west northwest, half west. From the under side a pair of horns sprang up in a gentle but extended curve, making a general course of northeast by north. Now this "picture hat" of the period was, no doubt, a thing of joy' to the woman of that day, but it caused a notable enlargement of the preva lent vocabulary of profanity. Then there was the extraordinary French style of coiffure that produced a towering bulk of hair upon the head, like piling a luxuriant, fluffy Pelion upon a fair, intellectual Ossa of mar ble brow. Away back in ages past a little book made its appearance "Quippes for Upstart Newfangled Gentlewomen." Now, the title of the work was un kind, in the first place, and the ani mosity displayed therein was certain ly not calculated to win members of He Ccufd Do tfcthinq Wilt 'he Vfein Lxdu of Queen Elizabeth's Time the fair sex from their allegiance to the Dame Fashion of the period, no matter how much her decrees jarred upon the masculine mind. When it is said that this learned treatment of an important subject was doubtless without effect, it is meant that history does not record the ensuing sweep of any dress reform about that period. A Grewsome Find. A grewsome story is related by a correspondent of the Boulogne Chron icle. He states that in a fashionable part of London a large house, over 200 years old, was recently taken on lease by a friend. The whole of the interior had to be remodeled. In doing some thing to the cellars under the house the workmen came upon a walled-up chamber, in which were found sev eral skeletons chained up to the walls by the hands, feet and neck. If was a most ghastly sight. "Who were they? What was their terrible story?" asks the correspond ent. Spider Web Nets. The natives of New Guinea employ extraordinary fishing nets of spider's web to capture fish weighing up to a pound. They fix bamboos bent in the shape of a landing handle in the jun gle glades, and the spiders weave their net all over the frame. The method of fishing is to watch for a passing fish and then to dip it out and throw it on dry land. DR. LAMSON'S LITTLE JOKE. Why He Thought Veteran Was Stand ing Too Near the Fire. Dr. C. A. Lamson, of New London, while at school at Andover, N. H., with several other boys, attended a camp-fire of the G. A. R. at WilnioL "I saw that your legs were warping." It was several degrees below zero and the stove was red hot when a veteran named Chase came in. He was a large man, and very bow legged. As he stood by the fire "Doc," as he was always called, stepped up and slapped him on the back, saying, "Please excuse me, but I fear you are standing too near the stove." The veteran looked at the stove, then at his clothes, and said, "Did you think, young fellow, that my clothes were burning?" "No sir; but I saw that your legs were warping." was the reply. LOOKS LIKE A THORN. South American Insect Is One of the Oddest Known. Protective resemblance, protective coloration, or whatever name may be given to the deception which is prac tised by one branch of zoology upon another, is to the naturalist at all times a most fascinating study. One of the most remarkable, perhaps, is the little South American insect which bears so striking a resemblance to the ordinary rose thorn as often to deceive even the most practiced eye. Hew it discovered in the first instance its similarity to a prickly thorn, or how, having made the dis covery, it decided to use it as a means of protection against its natural ene- mies, is one cf nature's profoundest riddies. Still more mysterious per haps, is the instinctive power which induces it to take up a position on the rose stem, in the very exactitude of which in relation to the surrounding thorns lies its chief element of safety. MOTHER HAS EVIL EYE. Six of Her Children Die on Seventh Birthday. A strange story is told of an elder ly gypsy woman who is at present traveling with a tribe of Bohemians in the canton of Berne. Switzerland. The woman has had six children, four boys and two girls, all of whom have died on reaching the age of seven the last dying a few days ago. Three of the children died on their seventh birthday and the others a day or two after. It is stated that all the children fell ill as every birthday ap proached, but the mother took no no tice of their illnesses until the criti cal seventh year was reached, when she nursed them devotedly. The women of her tribe shun her. believing that she possesses th "evil eye" and is resimnsible for the death of her children, but the unfortunate woman's husbs.nd is devoted to her. After the death of the sixth child the tribe became so hostile that her hus band has decided io take his wife away and will shortly return to Bo hemia. 1 The children die: i';om no particu lar disease and seemed simply to have wasted away. Tin doctors who signed the death certifies' es never traced the cause of decease. ARABIAN TATTOOING. Arabian women have their faces, hands, arms and ankles tattooed with, crosses, crescents, etc. 6? " t . I'm.