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 3S<i4. The spot is between Nissler
and Silver Bow.
Large-Hearted Fiih
A catfish weighing about two amt
one-half pounds swam up to the boat
of Clifford King, of Del Ilio, Texas,
and nibbled bits of chicken tossed to
It. After taking a few bites the fish
swam back to the channel and re
turned in a few moments with four
others. They partook of ilie refresh
ments, then swam off and returned
in a short time with a whole school
of fish about tlie same size.
How Oite Woman Lost
20 Pounds si Fat
Lost Her Prominent Hips—
Double Chin—Sluggishness
Gained Physical Vigor—
A Shapely Figure
If you’re fat—first remove the
cause!
Take one half teaspoonful of
K.RUSCHEN SALTS in a glass of
hot water every morning—in 3
weeks get on the stales and note
how many pounds of fat have van
ished.
Notice also that you have gained
In energy—your skin is clearer—you
feel younger in body—KKUSCI1EN
will give any fat person a joyous
■urprlse.
Get an 8."e bottle of KRURCHEN
SALTS from any lending druggist
anywhere in America (lasts 4
weeks). If this first bottle doesn’t
convince you tlds is the easiest, saf
est and surest way to lose fat—your
money gladly returned.
a PARKER’S
J) HAIR BALSAM
0 Ilemoves Dandruff Stops Hair Pallia g
I: Imparts Color and
■ Beauty to Gray and Faded Hair
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FLORESTON SHAMPOO —Ideal for ore in
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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.
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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.
In cases like this, California Pfj;
Syrup never fails to work wonders
by the quick and gentle way It re
moves ull the souring waste wldeb Is
causing the trouble, regulates Una
stomach and bowels and, gives these
organs tone and strength so th«y
continue te act normally of their owa
accord. Children love its rich, fruity,
flavor and it's purely vegetable and
harmless-, even for babies.
Millions of mothers have proved Ifs
merit and reliability In over BO ; < ■ 4
of steadily Increasing use. A v t
ern mother, Mrs? May Hnavely, > .»t~
rose, California, says: "My Hit a rl,
Edna's, tendency tc constlpath n n
a problem to me until ) lagan giving
her California Fig Nymp It helped
her right away nml soon her sloumch
and bowels were acting perfectly.
Since then I've nevei had (o imvo
any advice about tier bowels.’ ) have,
also used California Fig Syrup with
my little boy, with equal success**
To be sure of getting the genuine
which physicians endorse, always aalc
for California Fig Syrup by Uie full
name.
Had Proof
"Do you believe that there Is a
higher power?
"My good maty I married her."
Dorif INeofeclL
Your Kidneys!
Heed Promptly Kidney and
Bladder lrr« ^idaritien
If bothered with bladder ir
regularities; nagging hovkoUie'' , *
and a tired, nervous, depressed
feelingduc to disordered kidney
action or bladder irritation,
don’t delay. Users everywhere
rely on Doan's Pills Praised tor
more than 50 years Rccorn-, 5
mended the country over
everywhere.
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