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About The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 29, 1921)
RED CLOUD, NEBRASKA, 0BHS7 ttitmttUKttmmtutmmmmm OTiS&U&ZS-dSdtt&ittdStShSl El Whesi Grandma ni So 1 ' King Out, N ! ?ncnji raia-. rcr :;":r:;utt Wi fctt;;:a& i ING out. wile) ho!ls, to the v Id i!cy, f J ho Hying cioua, mo frosty light; Si 24" Thf r-r 11 uyinR in tho itlLht: Ring out, wild bolls, and let him flic. Ring out the old, fine in the new, King, hnppy bells, ncross the now The year it going, let him go; Ring out the false ring in the true. Ring out the jriof tint taps tha mind, For those that here' we too no more; Ring out the feud of rich nnd poor; Rinc '" redress to nil menhind. Ring out n slowly dying cause, And nr.eicnt forms of party strife; Rint in the nobler modes of life, With sweeter manners, purer laws. Ring out false pride in place and blued, Tho civic elcinder And the spile; Rinc '" lb 'ov f truth nnd right, Rinc 'n l'' common love of good. Rinc out old shapes of foul disease, Riug out the narrowing lust of gold; I Ring nut the thousand wnrs of old, Rinp n tho thousand years of peace. Allied Lord Ti'i.nynon. MOLASSES FOAM. Tills l tint very chcitpc.-t i-hiuIj. Roll CQiml parts (say, one cup each) of sugar nid good molasses together until the mixture becomes brittle when tested In lv water, and then put Into tii I m (tii hi') lemon lluvorlng (just u few drops; and a level tcuspuonfiil of curhonnto of Hoihi-ild-fiiHliloned bak ing noda. Stir vory briskly nnd he prepared for tlio candy fuutcs no over twlc the quantity It was beore the soda was added, hence the nrnw. slty Tor making it In a big pan and of bnviiiK your buttered tins nt bund to pour II In iiiNtnntly when It in thoroughly "risen." Thin randy must never b -poMHl to utlilon fold whllo pooling. m . r If".-.? m o.o;" J - I 1 , J 1 .l ' rSH 4? X v NO WONDER. Dorothy Oil, father, why hava you buttoned ycur coat way up amund your chin? Father So as to hide this tic your mother bought tne for ChriGtmas, my child. The Margin of Safety f.s ifpiM-i-iHi' I ly the amount cif insurance you uirry Don't lull yourself into u fannied i-eurity. Ucctiiisc- iliv bus never touched you it doesn't follow Hint jon'rninuniin Toinonow -no today, if you have timc-and you hotter tlnd time cimc td the olllce and wu'll write a policy on your lioiihu. furniture, stoie or iiieiirhitinllso -LA'IBU MAY HE TOU LA l'h - Q. C.TEEL R.eilLhlc Insurance Dr.W.Ii.McBride DENTIST '-0V13R HTA'l'B HANK Red Cloud Nebraska Yes, Garfoer's Is The Place! To Buy Wall Paper, Paintp, - Ad Electrical Supplies. The best place for Picture Framing. i if WW" fflS f sKsNLl solutions ?tZ- gmzim. - r fOi!H iO Zm Mr, EW 1 -VLIUJM M5I 'M CopytltfJU. 1021, Wtstuni .Ni-wnpapiT Union. ELL, what about some good resolutions for the coming year?" asked daddy. "I liavu one or two that Is I have inndu one or two which I ihlnl: ate good one"." s.ild Nancy, "So bine I," said SU-k. Let's hear llieni," said "4 daddy, and I e settled bnclc In hH chnlr. "Nancy lli-st," Paid N'lek. "All rlf;lit," i.;;:'eetl Uadilj. "In the fli t plnee." Maid Naney, "I have made a resolution to nl up when I am railed in the nioinln;; mid not make mother or you try to wake tne eo that you pet nil Hied out. I et lazy In Hie morning, xo ln.y. and I think I cannot posnlbly et alon wltli otit annlher Utile imp. "It ln't that 1 haven't slept eiiuujsh, or that I wnnt to he late to school, for I don't. I love xehool. It's lots of fun nnd I like even the work, for I think It l very InlcrmlnK, Hut there Is KoinPlhlnj; else nhoiil my rewdntlon." "U" : t Is thiilV asked d.uldy. "I k:i..- iwrfeetly well that I can Ko back to sleop for a little while and that s. mo one will soo that 1 retillj P?t up In lime though 11 often iiiouiih that mother hits to hurry the breakfast or tlt.it N'lek luifi to get my books ready. "I have known that koiiiooiic would f;ct me up and look after the thing.') I hadn't Urno to do, so I havo srown Kclllsli about It. That's all. That's resolution nunlber oik;." . Nl-k onillfd, for ho knew how often he had t;otvn Nnney'.s books ready. N"ol lliat !. mlmled. but still lie tltutiirlil I' Hi" of N'nnei to try trt do ttfiinethiiii; li-t-li would 1 hard for her to do. lie know Hint she loved n "few extra momenta" In which to sleep. "And my xeiond resolution," said Nancy, "Is to anvo half of ovory penny I got and" "That' would be hard to do." laughed Nick, "Would you divide the imnnles in half really?" he added after a moiap.nt. "No, don't langli at mo," suM Nancy. "We aren't reully laughing nl you at all." -altl daddy. "I I;t'w It." said Nancy, "intllng. "Way. I iiK'tiu. as Nick Unox, quite well, opl.v he in such a teat-", that Whenever i tret some monev I v. ill bSUfi All RlCht," Agrood D.ittdy." ao hull' of If. If I only get one penny at a tlmo t will savo tho first j penny I pset and the second one wlL be for myself." "What are you going to save -for 1 Nancy?" asked Nick.. "Do you oxpect! to be a penny millionaire?" "What in the world Is that?" naked Nancy. j "I thought perhaps you wore try-1, lug to save a million pennies Instead; 3f a million dollars so you would ba tnllllonniro of pennies.'' Nancy and daddy laughed. Rut Nick! Mild ; "Cio on. Sis. I want to hear." ; "I'm going to put my pontiles In n bank and when the sumnlcr cntmvs I'm' poliig to glvn them to aoitto farm Tor city children. Daddy gavo to ono. last j oar for both of us Rut I'm! going -to try to do my own share this; jeur. We have a country home but, there are lot? of children In tho city who can't have tho eoun'ry. unless lomeono helps to pny their espoii'tcs." "firnat !" said Nick. "That's tho tight Idea. Well, my resolutions don't sound' so tine Iwsldo yours. But here U onu: I'vo been thinking that somatlinps there are children In tho hospital here, unii that It would be nice If once a week we went to see thetn and showed thorn our story books, and took them soino of our toys, played games with them quiet games like .lack Straws. In tho springtime wo could take any Melt children we inew of some (lowers, for It must be awfully hard to be sick In the spring. And at Buster time we could take them tlmvolate bunnies : "I've planned to sine some of my pennies for the bunnies and sometimes for an extra treat we might take the side children. And l'vo also made a resolution to never tease anyone or anything smaller than myself, for that's wean." Daddy smiled and said, 'Two' reso-. ltttlons to be kept are bettor than dozens of them forgotten the day after Mw Yettr'H." Mb iL, likry m rJ Coi.yiin-iii, lb. I, TVvmirn 'v. -pi.pi'r t, nlon. tirandiiioHier reudorby was one of those swcot-fnivtl, silvery haired old Indies wlio m film to have sleppetl .straight out of the pngeft of mimic Sev enteenth century novel. She ruled by loe, but umiuestlounhly, In the old house at LyulirooK. Nobody would ever huve dreamed nf disobeying or thwarting Hraudlnoihet I'enderby. liven "Squire"' leiule''iy, hot-headed mid liiipetuoua us he win, hail never done that. That was why the quarrel between Mildred, the old lady's granddaughter, and her tlanee, Will Ilurlhtit, was made up su quickly. "Quat ruled? Did you say you and Will hail quarreled, Mildred?" exclaim ed her grandmother Unit eenlng. when she Inn! xuccceded In forcing an explanation of her grandchild's tear stained fine and dejected spirits. "How can a girl quarrel with the iiinu tho Ih engaged to marry?" "I'eea''e 1 havo found out that lie Ih false," sobbed Mildred, unhappily, "lie he he didn't love mo; ho has never cared for me nt all." "He cured for you enough to offer you his hand and nntne, Mildred," re plied her grandmother. The old lady's elueirs had suddenly grown neniict. Trom Hie day when I accepted Mr. Fetiderby ," she said, "my will was his will and his wishes were mine, and I placed the tnoBt Im plicit trust In h'.in." So the quarrel ended, because that evening, when 111 e.tnio back In a penitent mood, (Jratplma i'enderby led him straight Into Mildred's bou doir, and made Mildred put her hand in Will's, and then wisely went out and left thetn together. At;d ten minutes lat.r. when they appeared be fore her, as she net In her chair, knit ting, Hie faces . f both wore radiant. A wi ek before their innvritige Grand luotln f L'enderby, vho hud buui rum maging In what she culled her private store fooiii, appeared before Mildred and Will, Hushed and triumphant.. In her arniB bite bure a heavy, old-fashioned writii'g ileidt. "This 1 to bo one of my wedding presents to you chlidrou," she sid. "And don'i turn up your uoaes at It, either of you, liecauso my mother thought enough of It to give It to mo when I was tuguged." Mildred had often seen (ho little doak, but instinctively she had re frained from tampering with it. Sho knew that K'untlinolher valued It highly. When she opened U It Was empty, and only the mint odor of dead rose leaves betrayed tho fact that it had contained anything but duet. "Well keep what shall wo keep lit It, Willi" Mildred uaUed. "Our li.vi. Ii'.ii,' responded Will, promptly. And then a carious thing happened. Tho whole front of tlu Utk tlew oin, uvea lie :t a si agio .sheet of paper,-covered ..;ll faded writing. Will looked at It t.i'. then snatched It up and be- fIUl l.' '! V. "lint ( "lpok "i my gi.' it may ! Hut it . i"s't read it." he exclaimed. i In.-' signature It in that of i .'li r, KbeiifKer llurlbut. i long-lost will. v.;i. !. will. It was a letter addressi I to 'Ir.mdinother i'enderby, and It ma i il!ws; "My lemv.-t i..-n Kllabeths "Vour cruel .n-ils to toe toluy, thougli they liav M-rely wounded jno, cannot quench t! passion for you that burns In mj 'hmoui. So, since you have xuld Hut rli i unhappy uila uuderst .'hiding ol i. ,s must end our cugiigeiu nt, since ; have forbid me to approach the M.i.., ,md altur of my devotion, I shall pUci ihls within your tnoihcr's writing d.sl:, hoping that some Impulse will dr.iw you hith er, to 0Mn the little draw . you once showod me, ami to flrtU th outpour ing of my soul. ISIIilieth.' ymi cannot mean that wo must pint fur e.ir, that you will bestow your priceless self upon that dullard, Nut i'enderb). for when our nmrringo bells ring out my life will Ih oiuo unbearable to mo uud I Miall sn I Hits wretched exlNtence. Without ,.m, lifo will become Impos sible. "Till lltno shall end, thine, "BIJBNEZKR HUItLRUT. "Jan. 21, 1807." Will Hurlbut folded up tho paper nnd looked ut Mildred. Hor eyes were moist nnd her lips were quivering. "It must have lain there unnoticed these fifty years and more," she said. "Wo niu .t not lot bur know, now." "No," uii-sworcd Will, and, tearing the pnper Into strips, ho let thoui flut ter slowly out of tly open window. "Will." said Mildred, presently, "do you remember the dato of your grand father's marriage?" , "It was In tho Hprlng of ItfoS, 1 IhlnU It must have boon, because my father was born that Christmas." "And grandmother was mui'rled In the summer of IS.". It didn't hint long, this desperate pas.slon, Will? Rut dear est, do ou know wliat grandmother told me once it wan jut aftei our stupid quarrel? Thnt when v'ie we.s young no girl ever dreamed of qutiuvl Ing Willi the man Mu was uigajiid to marry." Will laughed as ho l;lsed her. "Oh. well, I guess that human nature was pretty much the saute In Have t' .e as It Is nowadays," ho said. "Hut. Mil dred, dearest " , "Will?" "Think how Ineky It Is fur us she didn't marry your grandfather, ' Re cause thnt would have niude tif: cous insand nwrr'ago between cousins I" luiDosslbU' to i.i'.- ..' ." fife l V vv ' C fel iw Wik K: . - r;.fi i iTi:lI,:'li'i'' vR III mmMiwm,nmrrMwx rK.-mwmA,imiy .jAfiWil fft?ltTl T. T V ' ' 1! IIM..1 I , ...lL.TmT11miU9jmmm,,,m.mmamiiMmr II SMI I t II IBlaMH 1,'jiirZimmmammmitmmmmmi i.i . im.i . i am m m - i.-m ie n ' wish i i ii-. nawen f M'JJM t&itf BGd,oi!iir5-ne!p ira agc past, Otuclaope fciryeatr to osnmie. Oaar dilelie, from Hike stesBfclaoi; Asid. cms eternal home. Asmemi. fSljiocr 4c ad.ow oi ULy ifiroae, Ana out cMeiacc is siita. mSlefoiirc ifie Rialls m order S'&ooil, OiP eauftlJi received er fcamnie,, l&ossa evda.slk'nd Treoaa, ssrt &dL KAttSAsarr III in, fcr C?t ISETWS-iLnfc FE'S m KEWHE Our Being Not Transitory, but . an Eternal Posao-sion. Time Has Very Littls to Do With the Fundamantal Things of Our E.tlsttnce. ijliH serious ruing Is. not that ' uie is or iiju.s oe xnort, int that It may hp wnstod or misused Indeed 1 likely to be so in most cases. There are few Uieu In ',hoi i tbt'ie is not o.iv thing of the slacker uud yet there is mi l.moh n dot Others ki'o uot sbicUers, but iily because they have n siiiso ol' rcspunsibllilj nnd arc conscious of no obligation. To ihesi th smlden fealixatlon that tlmo Is passing swiftly by tomes with n ter- tlfyitirf oiTect when It comes at all. i It was thve thai tho rsAlmlst had In mind when ho wrote: "Vot they think Hint their bouses shall continue foieu'r: and that their dwelling place shall endure from gen eration to generation ; and thoy call their lands after their own numes." So It Is harder to Ilvo nobly and bravety than it Is to dlo gallantly in ! defense of a righteous cause at tho call of lountry. This Is. of course, in no way Mirprtsing. Yet the obligation Is tho same In both coses, for in both It Is a question of being loyal to duty, sensitive to the promptings of what Is best ,In human nature. If time Is short tho wlsu tljlug Is. not, as the Ro man poet suggested, to uso It reck-tos-lj and to the utmost In mero en joyment, but to' build It Into tho fu ture self which Is-being realized with the passage of each day. Life thus used Is not transitory, but rather an eternal pofesesMon, something of which a man cannot bo deprived. And that, of course, Is tho moral of New Year's day. It Is an old moral, and yet over new new ovory morning. Indeed. practically the whole of religion, in applied to dally life, Is summed up In It. For religion, even more than culture, Is "the study of perfection," nnd It tfperiks of, -and was meant to farther, the progress, from Imperfec tion to pcifection. llo who has ixen "made perfect In n short time" has, as has been seen, "fnl Mled a long time." "And an un spotted life N old age." On tho other band, the man who dies In wickedness dies in his youth oven though ho live fur beyond tho scriptural term. Time, therefore, has very little to do with tie fundiunentul things of life. THE GLAD NEW YEAR. Now joy I t'.'K r.ni: acros-i the lva. All clear nn I w.ct unit f.ill nn,t. free, A nu-sNiBP thiu it- v.irtil miiy War. Jt is New Y-.ii: The glad Now Year! Tho snows llo deep on hill and plain, , Our voices sing tho full rcfrnln Of hopo nnd f.alth nnd wondrous cheer. It In Ni'v ' .i' 'Hio ulad Now Year I Wo break tho links of troublo's chain, rorget the sorrow nnd tho pnin And with mir loved ones pntlicr near. It ts New Vpr! Thn nl'i't New Year! The nisi 1 1, lm jJi i II Krlet is aone. ' Thciftjlirealis for uw a biltcliter dnwn, ' Cod Mli'lH to uk a Blft inoet dtnr It 1j New Yuar! A glad N-v Year I Hud" Raymond. MfMsMsnaVsjam lll rord.Tnoafwatl:ccn.ourrcIu front a-u.gcaarclisn.toancillcr'" i&i&saftcl acc ialS sigEt Aire Ms am evemiinig gome; rfcas J&ewatefi fcileiiiAsiEG Be&ro Ae'rasiaig imn.t oaeJskeskB lUeaffliS all isciilj'fcirgotieinar. a 4reauna Bies z ifcc l3God,ciirelp ka r.gas pasjt, Osa fiope fcjpyears io fiome, Se'SicH crjr g,dw6lel&&a!l last. Aaioi2ffteriial fibime. Assam. s? Exchange of Hearts Regarded as Most Acceptable. Ths Most Valuid Gsm Are These ! Strung on Lovo'a Chain and j Beyond Pries. ' Ah. thny itnow not lioart i Of man or woman who dficturo j That lovo tioodti iinip to woo witii cars! I Ills altarn wIt nut dny nor nnma Only the touvh of sacrod iL-une. nT MAY In- dargeVou.s for n young woman to ok a nlw younj man who has boon payli.g iuarl.-e.l attention to her what hp would like to have her give him tor a New Year's gift, Laura Jean LIbbey writes. Nine out of ten men will make ready answer: "1 Hho;:td appre ciate, more than words cnu tell, a glfl that money can't buy your heart, dear, and the promise of your hand in wedlock." Why shouldn't a lover make hold to ask for the troasuro that is nearest his heart, when the opportunity is Ids? What inr.ldeii, who really loves, will say niii.!ii el.se than "you niu.v nsk pupu'i" Why shouldn't an oxehange of hearts be the mont accept n bio holi day srlft that e:m be "riven? All else enn be bought with gold by any hand that holds It. The tender lovo of n pttro sweetheart, the earnest, absorbing devotion of a good, loving wife, tho lovo of little children, aye and of parents, brothers, sisters and of kinfolk, are gems strung upon love's chain beyond price. The childless husband and wife would give all their wenl'.h If It could purchase -a love bond a child whom they could prc-s to their breast their very own. The proud old bachelor, whom all tho world envies, would bar ter his wealth for the real love of ono honest, trusting heart. Rut the woman from among whom ho would choose u tnnto do not want him. lie finds that nil the wealth of the Indies cannot purchase Hint which Is God-given--lo e. Money cannot buy such loyally as' exists between mii and sire; between mother nnd daugbir. A rich man might secure the Innd of a woman young nnd beautiful In marriage, but If her heart has not gone with It, he soon finds wealth, with all Its glitter, which can buy many comforts, cannot purchttPo love. Nor can It buy happi ness and contentment or prolong lifo one moment longer tlinn destiny de crees. If health was a favor whh h only the rich could buy. Tho rich would ll. The jmor would dlo. Tho miser who was caught In his own trap by the spring door swinging to 'and' locking itself behind him. found that till his gold was but dross to blni and set hint free. The mil lionaire, going down In a rfnklnp ship, fine that the life o a trn gllng sailor is fully as precious as his own when both tiro fighting for a place In u lifeboat. There Is not nioiuw enough lit the universe for him to give his life for the others. There aro Indeed ninny treasures which money cannot buy In this dear, just old world. , lp 2 1 , by MtClurt Ntwapsptr Symllcit 4BBF i ."fca-'Jaf T - l.IM ijp- "" - JLmiiisZZ .Z?-JZZZZZ!le MtWrt-inwUBHiuiaiimiswaw iiiii n nt w,awnia nswai m $ VnpJ P5ET0 H kiiMnft bind .i . rfn7Jff-" fill ye22wli!ig siireaHJ, its sons awaj; cpz&Q$ da sittsWaiU omreao&aaau The Flag of Hope sjamec-ssmfconajsms: RW YEAR day (lies the flag, of hope. Many of us come to tho clohe of the year with flk4''jj fulled to accomplish what n it Kniisii ii: fitiffii vv i mivii wo had hoped. Events have shaped themselves against us. and wo havo lacked the power to stem the tide. The sued resolutions with which we so bravely started soon went lame nnd dropiod out. Tint" many of us find the shadows of dl.Mippointment, dlcourngeiucnt and failure falling uround us as the old year closes. What Is the use afstraggUug longer? We nte fated to disaster. llien New Year day dawns nnd something Is Miying:' "Try again." There Is oxoitu In the air. Events be gin to wear a different outline. Voices are calling. Hands beckon us on. And us we lift our eyes to face the fu ture, yoider on the sky line (lies the flag of hope. This 15 what Now Year day would do for you and me. It would put gin ger and punch Into our sapped nnd fiullne vitality It would help us to stand on our feet and look the world fearlessly 'u the face and carry on. It would shout In our ears: "Forward 1 March !" Some ejnlc may say it will be tho old ntory again, but success Is on tho road to meet (ho man who fries. It Is a glorious thing to put up a fight, even If you seem to lose. We are not lost because we fall, but because wo de cline to attempt. The page of yesterday Is a stained page, 'blurred by our tears and blot ted with failure, but the page of to morrow is white and clean. The N,cw Year Is saying that you may do better. Grandly begin! Dr. .lames I. Vance, in Springfield (111.) Journal. DATE CREAMS. 2 cupfuls brown sugar, i cupful corn sirup, ', cupful water, Vi tea spoonful cream of tartar, - cupful dates, ',i cupful walnut meats, 'J egg whites, 1 tcnsponrjful vnulllu. Roll together the sugar, corn sirup, water, and cream of tartar until It will form a soft ball In cold water; add the dates which have been chopped fine, return the pan to tho fire and boll until It forms a hard ball in cold water; add the vanilla, then pour the mixture over the stlfily beaten egg whiles. Rent until creamy, then drop .by spoonfuls onto oiled pa per: put half walnut meats on top. THE FIRST OF THE YEAR "Hey, what aro' you doing there?" "Turning ovur a new lenfl Tho first oj the year It moit hero." . A M . Vsm f 4B Ai