VftliD i*rtl Ts Estimate of Friendship “Hello, Pal, lend me n nickel, will you? 1 want to call up a friend.” “Here's a dime. Call up all your friends.’* Made specially for BAB! E & and CHILDREN Physicians tell us that one condi tion is nearly always present when a child has a digestive upset, a starting cold or other little ailment. Consti pation. The first step towards relief Is to rid the body of impure wastes. And for this nothing is better than genuine Castoria! Castoria Is a pure vegetable preparation made specially for babies and children. This means It is mild and gentle; that it contains no harsh drugs, no narcotics. Yet it always gets results! You never have to coax children to take Castoria. Real Castoria always bears the name: CASTORIA Plaque on Historic Spot A bronze plaque marking the spot where gold was first discovered in Silver How county, Montana, recent ly was dedicated by llie Butte chap ter of the Daughters of the Ameri can Revolution. The plaque, which was mounted on a six-ton granite bowlder, marked the spot where B. H. Barker and companions panned the first gold from Silver How creek In 3Sc and 11.OU at Druggists, ^jliiacoi Cham Wks.. Fateftoiru*. K. Y. FLORESTON SHAMPOO —Ideal for ore in eonnertionwithl’arker'sHairBaiBam.Makes the hair soft and fluffy. 60 rents by mail or at drua Cista. Hiacox Chemical Works, Patchogar, IC Y. Sioux City Ptg. Co., No. 48 -1931. Hymn of Free Peoples Triumphant (THANKSGIV ING) by Herman: ‘ h u- horn I Out of the depths of defeat Thou hast raised us, O God! Our enemies came upon us, like thieves they came, Like waters that burst the sluice, like a down-storming flood. Like fire on the lulls, flaunting to heaven the flame; Out of the north like the invincible sea Pounding with breaker on pitiless breaker the shore; I Out of the night like a ravisher stealthily Tiptoeing up the stair to an unlocked door— They crept, they came, they poured, they thundered, they beat. We fell before them, like mowed grass we went down. They smote us, they slew us, they trampled us under their feet; They stretched out their greedy hands; to the coveted crown They stretched out their terrible arms, bristling and vast. And Thou wert with us. They stormed. And we stood fast. Out of the arms of the grave Thou hast drawn us, O Lord! We cried: “We will strike him here where his heart lies bare. He called for the sword, now shall he die by the sword! Dreamer of dreams forbidden, we come, beware!" We came, we struck, we harried, we plunged on. But the monster opened Ills arms, he opened them wide, And in bogs and glades by craft were we undone, And he drew us close in his terrible arms, and wTe died. And he smote us again; in the lowlands, seeking the sea, By the dunes and the dikes he charged with his intrepid hosts. And we called the eternal ocean to fight for the free, We called our brother, the sea, to strike for his coasts. And the deep sea covered the fields as men cover the dead. And the foe came on through the waters and floundered and fell; And again he came on, singing, with lifted head, And sank; and again he came on through the terrible Waters of death, and we met him, and hand to hand Fought in the ruins of homes; in the storm and the cold We grappled, we thrust, we stabbed through that wild lost land; And “Calais!” he cried, and “Calais!” tne echo rolled. To the ruins and blood-red waters came quiet at last. For Thou wert with us. He faltered. But we stood fast. Out of the Valley of Death, Lord, Thou hast led us! By the sea we lay panting with burning eyes; By the dunes, by the flooded fields, where the wind fed us Despair, and dsw was blacker with surmise Than ever night with storms, we crouched; but lo, On the plains afar, on the brown fields, facing the west, Not of dismay and imminent overthrow. Through the day, through the dark, we made a spectral guest; God, how we came with banners! With drums, we came! Head high, flashing the sun back, sparkling, we came on! Our enemy fled. Down the gray gorge of shame He drew away as the dark draws away from the dawn. We cried, “Now he is ours!” but lo, in the north, Like a new spear flashing, he sprang; again; again! And back and forth we lunged; and back and forth Like wrestlers with bloodshot eyes who heave and strain At the abyss’s edge, we tossed panting; we sprang back; Grappled, recoiled; grappled again; lay still; Arms locked, eye to red eye demoniac; Limbs lax, astir only the invincible will. And again by the white peaks, bugles and victory-laughter, Legions of marching men, files without end! Death on the winding roads; slaughter, and triumph after! Biting winds on the passes and April after Where the winding roads descend. God, how we came with banners! God, how they fled, Crag to crag, leaping, stricken, down the gray slopes! We crashed upon them like waters that burst their bed, Like churning waters, whirling away their hopes. •‘At last! At last! Now is the end!” we cried. But our enemy thrust from the dark; terribly he thrust. And we melted like snow from the gay, green mountain-side; To the icy passes we fled like wind-blown dust. And the foe plunged and came on; with thunder and flame He cut him a highway and paved it with bones and blood; Of eyes and palpitant hearts that knew Thy name, God, and knew love and beauty and fatherhood, An instrument to batter a bastion low He fashioned him there, God; and smote us. Dear Lord, Who knowest all things, this also Thou dost know: Not lightly there we yielded to Thy abhorred. He lunged, he trampled, he plunged; he swept us aside. We died, we rose from the dead, we died, we died. God, in the Valley, in the gray-green canyon of Death Thou gavest our lips water and our lungs breath; Thou gavest our eyes sweet pictures to gaze upon; Thou gavest our hearts sweet love to feed upon; Thou gavest our spirits music of Thine own making, Of daylight breaking, And slumbering birds and slumbering worlds awaking. Thou gavest our spirits food to eat, Bread and apples, honey and meat, And hands to clasp and fields to sow, And children to fondle, as long ago. Thou art home-fires to them who gave and are done with giving. But a ring of ten thousand chariots Thou art to the living I God, in disaster Thou hast been near to us. We cried, “We will strike our foe by land and by sea; In the narrow way, by the strait gate perilous, Where the black heart blasphemous Camps and breaks bread with our Lord's black enemy, We will make us a road; to his throat we will carve us a way!" Over the sea, over the wine-dark sea, From the ends of the earth with singing and banter gay For the love of a ravished bride, sweet Liberty, We came; and round us were gods and welcoming ghosts; And the deep voice of Agamemnon calling his hosts. Lord God, Thou knowest that we were glad to die. Our strength, our hope, our vision of far, loved faces, Of sweet years hand in hand and eye in eye, And children and friends, old paths and familiar places, Lord, these were all w$ had to give; we gave them; Throwing away our dreams that we might save them. We died in the sea, wre died in the snares of the beaches; We died in the daffodils, when their cups were red; We died amid wails and singing and madmen's screeches And crawling fire and under the piled-up dead. We landed, we stormed, we stabbed, wre pressed on, we prevailed: We hungered, we thirsted, we burned, we fell back, we failed. God, in black days Thou hast kept true to us! Our enemy laughed; he said, “They are babes at war. What are they, to match their swords presumptuous With the sword of a conqueror?” And he gathered his legions and smote us where we were weak. With treachery and a sword, with guile and a blow’. He fell on our fields like winter and left them bleak, He came on our cities like Judgment and trampled them low. We stood, we fought; by the river, black with his coming, For a high price, we sold each drop of freemen's blood! But our foe came on with his hordes and his vultures humming; Like a glacier, darkly, like a slow-rising flood, Like a plague of locusts that leaves the green fields brown, He came; we fought in the valley, we poured death from the height; We defied the tide; the thunder we thundered down. But he came as the dark comes, putting out the light; He came as death comes, putting dreams to flight. And we fled to the mountains, we fled with our loves in our arms; Starving and bleeding, we staggered, with Terror behind Flaring to heaven, and around us the whirling storms And the snow on our loved ones lost and the pitiless wind. But our foe cried. "Fools! that die for a phantom-light! Shatter your hearts, if you must. I stand. I am Might!” II * God, in defeat, in the deluge of black defeat, Thou blewest upon our courage and kept it burning. Thou wast a light along the blackened street; HUGE KANSAS SUNFLOWER Kansas City, Kan.—(UP)—Kan ins, -the Sunflower state,” got Its nickname, obviously, from the big yellow flowers which dot its prair ies. But not even Kansas produces very many specimens as big as the one which grew up, uncultivated, in Elmer Reed's backyard. This flower was 17 feet, 10 inches tall and dur ing the year bore 458 blossoms. -« + Another Puzzle. From Tire Omaha World-Herald. Probably you Co not know what ‘wort” is. We didn't until we learned that the good state of Michigan had imposed a tax on it and was reap ing an annual revenue of about '2,000,000 therefrom. Being anxious to ascertain where additional rev enue might be procured withou feeling faint every time we looked at our tax receipts, we proceeded tc investigate. To our astonishment w. ascertained that wort is a coneoc tion of barley, hops, rice, etc., which when some yeast and water is adder produces a beverage reminiscent o the old days when placed one foe on a brass rail and ble the •‘collai off n the foaming steins. It is some thing like ‘wie concentrates," onl different in several respects. First the makers of wort have never bees financed by the federal farm board Second, they have never had the i3y empty chairs a promise of returning. Thou wast the sword of Liberty, agonizing, Thou wast the stili. small voice in the battle's din: "The wicked are caught in the snares of their own devising. Faint not. fight on' Only the just shall win!” Thou knowest, Lord, we fought and fainted not. We suffered all things, hunger and cold and pain, Death with the huddled dead, and death, forgot In some lost crater alone with the dark and the rain; Fever and endless obeying and digging and carrying And slaughter and evil winds and gathering and burying. V c bore them all, for something, dim-discerned, That in our hearts like white auroras burned. And our enemy ravaged our fields and ravished our treasures, And he made our maidens and golden boys his slaves; And he slaughtered our babes and took our wives for his pleasures, And was king by the grace of volleys and open graves. And he sent his vultures scattering death at whim, And his demon-ships to gather glory for him; And the spirits of earth and air came at his nod And blew green poisons to put out the eyes of God. Under the beak of black hours ravenous, God of free peoples, Thou hast been true to us! Ill And again our enemy gathered his legions, and struck. With flashing of myriad thunders, crashing, he came on. And the walls of our stronghold shuddered and heaved and shook, And the solid earth churned as the sea, in the muddy dawn; And plunging out of the dark as the waves of the sea, Breaker on breaker, he charged the hills of the free. And the waves came, broke and ebbed, and other waves came. Up from the infinite deep, up the wild shore They climbed, they broke in a crackle of fierce flame; They surged, they shuddered, they crumbled, they were no more. And out of the wallowing ground like the dead, emerging. Through the fog and the snow the gray-green waves came surging. And our bodies grew faint with slaying, our eyes grew dim, And our strong walls sprang in the air and fell and were dust; And nearer and nearer the hills’ shot-shattered rim The seething deep his terrible fingers thrust. And giddy and sick we faced the charging mass. "They shall not pass, dear God! They shall not pass." Friend of the free, when man’s weak barriers fall. Thou art a wall, great Lord, Thou art a wall! And we struck our enemy, struck to east and to west, Struck on the sea, struck in the huddled town. The darkness we gave no sleep, the silence no rest, Pity no bed to lay her weariness down. And the battle boiled and seethed and bubbled and fell In the rocking cauldron over the coals of hell; And the breath of a hundred valleys went out In thunder, And a thousand villages crumbled and were plowed under; And the strong were afraid and the weak met death with a shout; And gods, like an empty lamp, sputtered and went out; And shapes rose out of graves and dragged at kings; And hands In the dark broke the bright bubbles of kings; And loud and wild on the uttermost crags and coasts Ebbel and flowed the supplications of ghosts. And hate the sower was choked by a world of haters; And monstrous offspring sprang on their own creators; And high seats toppled and proud kings begged for bread; And golden banners flared to the dawn, blood-red; And nations died and nations rose from the dead. And once more our enemy flung forth his legions; once morr With thundering mouths and drums and clattering swords And mad-eyed Tenor with torches running before, He came, he came with his hordes! | And he beat against us; with iron hands from our heights He hurled us down; from our valleys on waves of blood, Terribly on, through the days and the red nights He swept us like a flood. And the snake in the covert hissed, “Break and flee!" And the jackal barked in the dark, ‘He hangs at your throe!'" But Thy children lifted their heads, remembering Thee, And stood, and turned, and smote! Lord God of high heaven, shield and sword of the free* Splendor, defender of light and liberty! Arms to the weak of arm, eyes to the dim of eye, Comfort and confidence to them that go to die! Confounder of tyranny, smiter of perfidy, Uplifter of burdens fallen on the way to Theel Breaker of snares, blunter of swords, Terror and turner of infidel hordes, Pursuer of the foes of light, harrier of the unjust, Trampler of the rebellious with hoofs In the dust! Driver with whips, driver with scorpions. Driver with thunders terribler than guns, Dropper of bursting Are on the hearts of the proud, Blower of biting death on the hopes of the haughty-brov. f d Our enemy is shattered, Our enemy is flown! His charging hosts are scattered, His towers are overthrown! His trumpets trumpet vainly To stay the last retreat. The monstrous beast ungainly _ . Lies at Thy conquering meet! Saviour of freedom, preserver of the right! Redeemer of nations, sweeper-away of night! Bringer of morning, bringer of air, Kindler of laughter in ashes of despair! God of high heaven, lodged in the hearts of men Triumphant Love, lighting the peaks again, Giver of liberty. Thy daughters acclaim Thee! Preserver of liberty, Thy sons bow down to Thee! Keeper of the stars, Thy freemen Bring home their banners to Thee! Napoleon’s Long Lost Letter Found on Bench Milan, Italy — (UP) — On a rain soaked park bench near the flower market, a long lost letter written by Napoleon Bonaparte was found here recently. The letter was lost from the State archives 31 years ago. The paper is dated June 16, 1809, and orders the president of the Italian senate to lament certain manifestations against Napoleon. Paroled Man Must Spend Time at Home Lake Leelanau, Mich.—(UP)— Stanley Kirk, of Leelanau county, has become a “homeloving” man. He was paroled from Ionia re formatory recently on the condi tion that he remain at home every night, and leave the premises but one during the month in the day time to report to the parole offi cer. LARGE INSECT EXHIBIT Stockholm—(UP)—Stockholm has more Oriental injects than any other city in the world—but they are all dead and preserved in the Museum of Natural History. Recently a new benefit of the advice of a former member of Uncle Sam’s legal de partment. If you buy a wine brick and carefully follow the directions you are cautioned to avoid, you get a pretty fair wine of about 18 or 20 per cent alcoholic content. All of which has been declared perfectly legal, in addition to being financed by the government. If you buy a few gallons of wort and thought lessly drop some yeast and water into it, you get beer with about 4 ijer cent alcoholic content, which is pretty near the kind that could be legally purchased a few years ago. But what puzzles us is this: The same legal authorities that accept addition was received from the Par East,! consisting of 6,000 specimen* from the Kurile Isalnds. More than thirty five books, and pamphlet* nave been mitten on these flies and bugs. CATHOLIC PRESS ASSOCIATION Milwaukee—(UP)—The Catholic Press Association, with nearly 300 members, has been organized under the direction of J. L. O’Sullivan, former member of the United Pres* staff and now dean of the Mar quette University College of Journal- I ism. The association will furnish * I critical service for newspapers, mag azines and yearbooks published by Catholic high schools and college* throughout the country. mixed proverbs. The adage has it that there will A leader great arise, To meet each crisis that appears To cloud our nation’s sales. So then there is no crisis now. And we should stop our walls; But men” our politicians, quite Another thought prevails. For each one claims himself the man That proverb had in mind, Nor ever notes that fitter one, "The blind shall lead the blind.’* —Sam Page. the product of the wine brick insist that the product of wort, procured in exactly the same way, is illegal, reprehensible, treasonable and scofflawish. The more one studies this con centrate and wort business the more confusing it becomes. SQUIRREL VISITS HUNTER Oonneat, Ohio — (UP) — W- D. Rice, hunter here, asserts that he discovered an extreme example of a squarrel’s inquisitive nature. While seated on a log, Rice declared, be felt a tug at his shotgun and glanced around to see a squirrel peeking into the musrle. MercolizedWax Keeps Skin Young Gat an ounce ami nae as directed. Flee part idea of akin peel off until all defect* meh a* pimple*. IrVte ■toots, tan and freckle* disappear. Fit in is then sac* and velvety. Yourjaoe looks yeare younger Meirnlllgp Wa* l>rinir* out the hidden beauty of your akin. Tl remove wrinkle* use one ounce Co wiered HaidHl itlaauliml in one-half pint witch hascl. A t drujc storaaJ arr "_—.■1 _m Did Too Good a Job Herman Katz of Worcester, Moss, cleaned the windows of his automo bile and did n good Job. A short time Inter he wished to get some thing In the front seat of the car and stuck his head through what h* thought was an open window. But the window was closed. Five stitches were required to close the laceration on his forehead. STOP THAT COUGH! Bronchitis Is increasingly preva lent at this season. Alone, .♦ Is sel dom serious, although the cough may be very annoying. But the serious side of Bronchitis and other mild Infections of the lungs and throat Is that the Inflamed tissues may bo In vaded by some fur more serious organism, particularly Pneumonia This is a real danger In most cases. It is the best of reasons why a bronchial cough or an attack of laryngitis should be stopped aa quickly as possible. The quick effective way to check these troubles is to apply B. A. lf„ The Penetrating Germicide, threo times a tiny, spreading it over tha entire chest and throat. Usually th« first application will bring out u red dish llush showing where tho trou ble Is. B. & M. is obtainable from most druggists. If yours cannot supply It. lend his name and $1.21 toy a large-size bottle sent postpaid. Help ful booklet free on request. F. W ROLLINS COMPANY, 63 Beverly St, Boston, Muss.—Adv. Writer*’ Pluck Sincluir Lewis, nt an Algonquin luncheon, praised writers’ pluck. » “A writer,'1- he sold, "will’ wort* two' or three years on a book, uiaka $40 out of It, and then plunge pluck lly Into two or three years’ mors work on another book. This Mother Had Problem "1 As a rule, milk i* about the best food for children, bat i there are limes whoa | they are mueh better I i ll without It., It Hiiould always be left off when chU jjdien show by fever ish, fretful or cross spells, by bad breath, coated tongue, sallow skin, indigestion, biliousness, etc., that their stomach and bowels are out ofi order. 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