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EVERYTHING FROM CLOTH HATS, HIGH
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These prices have Ijeen reduced to the lowest'of the new
Spring low levels-come in and let us prove it to you. You'll
need a new hat soon. Uuy it now.
Mephisto Speaks
(By An Anonymous Writer)
Mephisto says that there arc several
things he ennnot fathom, and still
Jnore that are impossible to h;m.
Among the latter is: How can modern
woman expect red-blooded man to keep
from casting lascivious eyes at her,
when she wears some, of this make
liclieve clothing?
" The other day h was going to the
lcpot when a lady (apparently over!
forty) was coming from the depot. 1
lie dress hung about to her knees and
I A. f A . . . '
me mp oi me waist came lown below
well, enough said.
The point we want to make is that'
mi veal man could pass up a womi'ji
clad in such a way without taking a
necond look that is, no red-blooded,
healthy man.
Not long ago a daily paper carried
the news Item that a priest in a west
ern refused to perform u wedding cere
mony until the bride went back to put
on more clothes.
I.at week the Denver papers carried
the account of an interview with one
of tjie chief justices of the great state
of New York, and he said, among other
things, that the wave of crime could
bo attributed to the lack of clothing,
worn by modern women. So there!
An education from Chicago says that
much of the immorality rampant in
wir.f of our educational institutes is
the tack of clothing worn by the girl
of U)ay. So there, again!
The thing that struck Mephisto as
funny is that these reports Ivue the
signature of women reporters. He
knows of at least one woman reporter!
wnose nobny is the -criticism of the
lack of clothing worn by movie actors;
when say, to ciuote Hilly Sunday (and)
lie knows): "She didn't wear enough
clothes to make an apron for a canary
liird. Alas, if you don't believe ! am
quoting him correctly, read his sermon '
on "Modern Society." found in the
took, "Billy Sunday, the Man und
1 "teacher," by Drown.
Mephisto haB nothing against the re
formers, but he does Kt a pain in the
neck when he reads of the women in
society from this and that quarter
uicticising the card scenes in the thea
ters, lie belioves in reasonable cen
sorship, but not the kind some of .your
coody-jroody folks are, advocating. He
likes a good picture, but he is sure
that what would meet the plans and
specifications of some of the howlers
of the day would be worth very little,
50 far as entertainment and instruction
lire concerned.
Speaking of card playing listen,
you good women who are crying out
against the gambling scenes in the
pictures: Sh-h-h-h, I came across this
piece in a certain paper la.-.t week anil
I'M copy it word for word from the
Oklahoma paner in which it apeared:
"The boys of this town have signed a
pledge to quit gambling as soon as the
women of the town cut out their social
jrumes, where the stakes are" vases,
dishes, loving cups and other wares."
Those boys claim they have just as
much right to gamble as their moth
ers. And this comes from a paper which
nlso says that many of those mothers
:ire members of some of the local
churches, and some are W. C. T. V.
members. In their fight to reform the
mothers, the boys have the sympathy
of Mephisto. If mothers in general
vouii M't the pace for their children
there would be less need for a juvenile
court.
1-et me take it back and put it this
way: It is the pace set by the mother
urni father that makes the youthful
gambler.
A mother criticises her daughtrr for
lancing v iih every Tom, Dick and
Harry, nnd then she hugs the same
fellows right before the daughter 1
mean, she dances with them. What
is proper for the daughter ought to
lie proper for the mother, and vice
er.-a.
Now, let's quit fooling. If we want
reforms ,let us begin at home. Let
the home W the great seat of reform,
and ou will have little trouble with
the children away from home. I think
our children are doing nicely, consid
ering the little inducement they hae
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Listen, if the patient editor will al
low, Mephisto begins next week giving
you a description of someone he has
met in A!li:ince. Wo will give you a
dollar if you can guess whose char
acter we describe. (Jet ready to guess.
The subject next week will be "The
Chameleon."
No, dear, the reason we write under
the name of Mephisto is not because
we are ashamed of our name, or fear
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ine puoiic. nomp uay we win spin me
secret. Just now we are out for i
lark under this name. If what we say
makes you mad, well and good; and
if you get just a . little pleasure in
reading what we write, we will feel
that our efforts have not been in vain.
MEPHISTO.
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Has Certificates for
Soldiers Naturalized
in Camps During War
The following letter, received by W.
C. Mounts, clerk of the district court,
from M. It. Bevington, clvef natural
ization examiner with offices in St.
Louis, be of interest to ex-service men
who were naturalized during the war,
but have not yet receive) I their certifi
cates: "To the Clerks of Naturalization
Courts:
"I. For n time during the war
against the Central Powers, by direc
tion of the secretary of war, certifi
cates of naturalization were not placed
in the hands of those alien soldiers
who were naturalized while in the mil
itary service. After the signing of the
armistice, an effort was made to tie
liver these withheld certificates of
naturalization.
"2. Some time r.jro, there were de
livered to. this office unclaimed ccitifl
cates issued to soldiers stationed at the
following military camps, cantonments,
reservations, etc.: Camp Pike, Arkan
sas; Fort Logan H. Itoots, Arkansas;
F.berts Field, Arkansas ;Scott Field,
Illinois; Camp Dodge, Iowa; Fort Dcs
Moines, Iowa; Camp Fun;ton, Kansas;
Fort Hiley, Kansas, For Leavenworth,
Kansas; Jefferson Barracks, Missouri;
Automobile Schols, Kansas City, Mis
souri; Fort Crook, Nebraska; Fort
Omaha, Nebraska; Camp Doniphan,
Oklahoma; Fort Sill, Oklahoma; Park
Field", Tennessee and schools and uni
versities having military units at
tached, in the states of Arkansas,
Iowa, Kansas, Missouri, Nebraska and
Oklahoma.
"3. Through the newspapers of your
community, and any other means of
publicity available, particularly Amer
ican Legion posts, might 1 ask that
'ou call attention to the fact that we
have several thousand undelivered cer
tificates of "naturalization on hand in
this olTice, covering cases of soldiers
naturalized at the above named mili
tary posts during the war. and which
were withheld by the war department?
It is lurther asked that all those en
titled to these certificates, communi
cate with us at once, the delivery of
same can he made. In requesting any
given certificate, the candidate should
state when and where he was natural
ized, and should give any additional in
formation that may be needed to ident
ify his case.
"4. Any help you can give us in this
matter will be deeply appreciated.
Former soldiers who may have been
naturalized in camps and cantonments
other than those above mentioned, and
who have not as vet secured possession
of their certificates of citizenship,
should communicate direct with the
chief naturalization examiner whose
district includes the state in which the
person concerned was naturalized."
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JBuratieiu
"Tor a Hiutueiii 'Tie 'titooil irresolute.
He could only guess what Conward's
plan had been, hut that It had been
diabolical and cowardly, and that It
concerned Irene, lie hud no doubt. His
Impulse was to Immediately confront
Conward, force a confession, and deal
with him as the occasion might seem
to require. Hut his eye fell on the hoy,
with his shock of brown hair and wist
ful, half-frightened face.
"I'll go with you first." he Bald, with
quick decision. Theu to the girl,' "Sor
ry I must turn you out, but this case is
urg nt."
"Thnt'8 all right," she said. "I'm
used to being turned out." And before
he knew It she was In the street.
"All right, son," said Dave, taking
up the matter now In hand. "What's
your name your lirst name?"
"Churl le."-
"Atid your nddress?"
The boy mentioned a distht sub
division. "That Is out. isn't It? Well, we'll
take the car. I guess I'd better cull
a doctor nt once-."
He went to the telephone and gave
some directions. Then lie mid the
bv walked to n gnrnge and In a few
moment were humming along the by
streets Into the country. Dave hud
already become engrossed lu M ; er
rand of mercy and his rage nt Con
ward, If not forgotten, was tempo
rarily dismissed from his mind.
He chatted with the boy.
"You go to school 7"
"Not this year. Father has been
too sick. Of course, these lire holidays,
and lie says he'll be ull right before
they're ever."
Dave smiled griml.r. "The Incurable
optimism of It," be Murmured to him
self. Then outwardly: "Of course lie
will. We'll fix bin. np In no time
with a good doctor and a good nurse."
They drove on thrc.ngh the calm
night, leaving the city streets behind
and following what was little more
than a country trail. Here and there
they bumped over pieces of graded
street. Infinitely rougher than the nat
ural prairie; once Lave dropped his
front wheels into a collapsing water
trench; once he Just grazed an Iso
lated hydrant.
"And this Is one of our 'choice res
idential subdivisions." " snld Dave to
himself. "Flue business 1 Fine busi
ness r
As the Journey continued the sense
of self -reproach which hud been
static In. til in for many months became
more Insistent. The Intrusion of Con
ward Into his mind sent the blood to
his head, but at that moment his re
flections were cut short by the boy.
"We will have to get out here," be
said. "The bridge Is down."
Investigation proved him to be
right. A bridge over a small stream
had collapsed and was slowly disin
tegrating nmld Its own wreckage,
Dave ran the enr a little to one side
of the road, locked the switch and
walked on with the boy.
"Fine business!" Dave repented to
I himself. "And this Is how our big
success was made. Well, the 'suc
cess' has vanished as quickly ns It
came. I suppose there Is a law some
where that Is not mocked."
They were passing through a set
tlement of crude houses, dimly visible
In the starlight and by occasional yel
low blurs from their windows. Before
one of the meanest of these the boy
at last stopped, pulled the door open
and Dave entered. At first he was
conscious of a very small and stuffy
room, with a peculiar odor which lie
attributed to nn oil lamp burning on
a box. lie walked ocr and tinned
the lamp up. but the oil was con
sumed; a red, sullen, smoking wick
was Its only response. Then he felt
In his pocket and struck a match.
The light revculed the dinglness of
the little room. There was a bed
covered .w ith muKty, .rnjTjed elo'h'ng;
TtT.SDAY, APRIL 19, 1921
H
FOUR DAYS LEFT
,Vfl II II
By Robert J.C.Siead
'kitchener, and other poems
ky Irwin nymtt
a uim li.ici'.il 'it. . ... ii unit i., ,'y
dishes and pieces of stale food; a
stove cracked and greasy, and one or
two hare boxes serving ns articles of
furniture. Hut It was to the bed
Dave turned, and with another match
bent over the shrunken form thnt
lay almost concealed amid the coarse
coverings. He brought his face down
close, then straightened tip and stead
led himself for a moment.
"He'll soon be well, don't you think,
mister? He said he would be well
when the holidays "
But Dave's expression stopped the
boy, whose own face went suddenly
wild with fear. "He Is well now,
Charlie," he said, as steadily as he
could. "It Is all holidays now for
him."
The match had burned out and the
room was In utter darkness. Dave
heard the child drawing his feet
across the floor, then suddenly whim
pering ll'te a thing that had been mor
raily hurt. He groped toward him,
and at length his fingers found his
shock of hair. lie drew the boy
slowly Into his arms; then very, very
tight. . . . After all, they were or
phans together.
"You will come with me." he said
nt length. "I will see that yon are
provided for. The doctor will soon
be liere. or we will meet him on the
way, and he will make the arrange
ments for the arrangements that
have to be made, you know."
They retraced their steps toward
the town, meeting the doctor nt the
broken bridge. Dave exchanged a
few words with him In low tones, and
they passed on. Soon they were
swinging again through the city
streets. Even with the developments
of the evening pressing heavily upon
his mind Dave could not resist tho
temptation to stop and listen for a
moment to bulletins being read
through a megaphone.
"The kaiser has stripped ofT his
British regalia," said the announcer.
"He snys he will never again wear
a British uniform."
A chuckle of derisive laughter ran
through the mob; then someone struck
up a well-known refrain "What tho
h do we care?" lip and down the
street voices caught up the chorus.
. . . Within n year tho bones of
many In thnt thoughtless crowd,
bleaching on the fields of Flanders,
showed how much they cared.
Dave drove direct to the Hardy home.
After some delay Irene met him at
the door, and Dave explained the sit
uation in a few words. "We must
lake care of him. lleenle," he said. ''I
feel a personal responsibility."
"Of course we will take him," she
answered. "He will live here until
we have a some place of our own."
Her face was bright with something
which must be tenderness. '"Bring
him upstairs. We will allot him a
room and Introduce him first to he
bathroom. And tomorrow we shall
have an excursion downtown, and get
some new clothes for Charlie El
den." As they moved up the stairs Con
ward, who luul been In another room
In conversation with Mrs. Hardy, fol
lowed them unseen. The evening had
been interminable for Conward. For
three hour's he had nwuited word that
his victim had been trapped, and for
three hours no word had come. If
Ids plans bad miscarried. If Dave had
discovered the plot, well And here
at length was Dave, engrossed In a
very different matter. Conward fol
lowed them up the stairs.
Irene and Dave chatted with Hie
hoy for a few m iineuts, then Irene
turned to some arrangements for his
comfort and Dave slatted downstairs.
In the passage he wus met by Con
wan' What are you dolns here?" Dave
demanded, as he felt Ms head begin
ning to swim In anger,
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It has always been the policy of this house to look beyond
the cash drawer. It is fine to make money, but it is finer to
make money and loyal friends at the same time.
Ml "iVeiy.-nf, " "..;:".! "flow n Hie" sfaTrs
to-slde him. At th foot he coolly lit
another cigarette. He held the match
before him and calmly watched It
burn out. Then he extended It toward
Dave.
"You remember our wager, Elden.
I present you with a burned-out
mutch."
"You liar!" cried Dave. "Yon In
famous liar!"
"Ask her," Conward replied. "She
will deny It, of course. All women
do."
Dave felt his muscles tighten, and
knew that In a moment he would tenr
his victim to pieces. As his clenched
fist came to the side of his body a
struck something hard. . Ills re-
volver! He had forgotten; h was
not In the habit of carrying It. In an
instant he had Conward covered.
Dave did not press the trigger at
once. He took a fleroe delight In tor
He Took a Fierce Delight In Tortur
ing the Man Who Had Wrecked His
Life.
turlng the man who hnd wrecked his
life even while he told himself he
could not believe his boast. Now he
watched the color fade from Con
ward's cheek; the eyes stand out In
his face; the livid blotches more livid
still; the cigarette drop from his
nerveless lips.
"Ypu are a -brave man. Conward,"
he said, nnd there was the rasp of
hate and contempt In his voice. "You
are a very brave man.".
Mrs. Hardy, sensing something
wrong, came out from her sitting
room. With a little cry she swooned
aw fly.
Conward tried to speak, but words
stuck In his throat. With a dry
tongue he licked his drier lips.
"Do you believe In bell, Conward?"
Dave continued. "I've always had
some doubt myself, but In thirty sec-
ends you'll know."
Irene appeared on the stairway.
For a moment her eves refused to
grasp the scene before them : Con-
ward cowering terror-stricken; Dave
fierce, steely, linplacttHc, with his re
volver lined on i'onward's brain.
Through some strange whim of- her
mind her thought In that Instant flew
back to the bottles on the posts of
the F.lden ranch, and Dave breaking
five out of six on the gallop. Then
suddenly she became aware of one
thing only. A tragedy was being en
acted before her eyes.
"Oh. don't. Dave! Don't, oon't
shoot him !" she cried, flying down
the remaining steps. (Before Dave
could grasp her purpose she was upon
him. had clutched his revolver, had
wrapped her arms about his. "Don't,
don't, Dave!" she pleaded. "For my
sake don't do that!"
Her words were tragically unfortu
nate. For a moment Dave stood as
one paralyzed; then his heart dried
up within him.
"So that's the way of it!" he st.ld,
ns be broke her grip, and the horror
in bis own. eves would not let him
read the sudden horror In hers. "All
right ; take It," and he placed the re
volver In her baud. "You should
know what tcJ do with it." And be
foie she could stop him he had walked
out of the house.
She rushed to the gate, but al
ready the roar of his motor wus lost
la the hum of tho city's truffle.
CHAPTER XIII.
YT1H. grr""-
Into rirar fco
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TO WORK HATS
Knv 'he motor""!! 'iuTT head anoTflrove
through the city streets In a fury of
recklessness. His mind was numbed;
It was Incapable of nssortlng thoughts
nnI placing them In proper relation-
ship to one another. He was soon out
of the city, roaring through the still '
autumn night with undiminished
speed.
Over tortuous counrry roads, across
sudden bridges, along slippery hill
sides, through black bluffs of scrub j
land In some strange way he tried
to drown the uproar in his soul In the
frenzy of the steel that quivered be- :
neath him. On and on Into the night. :
1 Bright stars gleamed overhead ; a soft
j breeze pressed agninst his face; It
j was such a night ns he had driven, a
. year ago, with Bert Morrison. Wa
f that only a year ago? And what had
happened? Where had he been? Oh,
to bring the boy Charlie, the boy.
When was that? Under the calm
lien ven Ills mind was tilready attempt
ing to establish a sequence, to set its
outraged home again In order.
Suddenly the car skidded on a slip
pery hillside, turned from the road,
plowed through a dump of scrub,
ricochet fed against a dark obstruction,
poised a moment on two wheels, turn
ed around, and stopped. The shock
brought Dave to his senses. He sat
on the running board pnd stared foP
a long while Into the darkness.
"No use being a d d fool, any
way, Dave," he said to himself at
length. "I got It where I didn't ex
pect It but I guess that's the way
j with everyone." He tried to philoso
phize; to get a fresh grip on him
self. "Where are we, anyway?" he
continued.. "This country looks famil
iar." He got up again and walked
about, finding his way back to tho
road. He went along It a little way.
Vague Impressions suggested that ho
should know the spot, nnd yet ha
could not Identify It. Then, with a
sudden shock. It came to him. It was
the hillside rn which Doctor Hardy
had come to grief; the hillside on
which he had first seen her bright
face, her wonderful eyes. ... A
poignancy of grief engulfed him,
sweeping away his cheap philosophies.
Here she stood, young and clean and
entrancing, thrust before him In an
Instant cit of the wonderful days of
the past. And would she always fol
low him thus? With an unutterable
sinking he knew that . was so thnt
the world was not big enough to hide
him from Irene Hardy. There was no
way out.
He started his motor, nnd even In
his despair felt a thrill of pride as the
faithful genrs engaged and the car
climbed back to Its -place on the trail.
Was all faithfulness, then, In things of
steel nnd iron, ami none in flesh and
i blood? He followed the trail. Why
stop now? The long-forgotten ranch
buildings lay across the stream and
i behind the tongue of spruce trees, un-
less some widideiing foothill fire had
destroyed thenw He forded the stream
without difficulty. That was where he
had carried her out. . . . He felt
his way sio..iy uhntg the Id fence.
That was where she h.td set up bottles
for his marksmanship. , . . no
stopped where the straggling gate
should be and walked carefully Into
the yard. Thnt was where she had
first called him Dave. . . . Then
he found the doorstep and sat down
to wait.
When the sun was well up he arose
and walked about. His Hps were
parched; he found himself nibbling
them with his teeth, so he went to the
stream. He was thirsty, but he drank
only a mouthful; the water was fiat
and Insipid. . . . The old cnbln was
In better repair than he would have
thought. He sprung the door open.
It was musty and strung with cob
webs. He did not go In but 6ut down
u nj. tried. tothlnk. .
( Continued in Next Issue)
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We have a slightly used piano in
Alliance that we were compelled to
re-pos.ess and reliable party can pur
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gain, if you aie ir.terested vr:t us
and our represen:utive will call upon
you.
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SIDNEY, NLDlt. 27tf
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