The Ponca City Courier (Ponca City, Okla.), Vol. 29, No. 13, Ed. 1 Thursday, April 28, 1921 Page: 3 of 8
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THE PONCA CITY COURIER
RS. REIFEN3TEIR,
)
•dares She Would Like
To Put a Bottle Of Tan-
lac In The Hands Of
Every Sick Man, Woman
and Child In This Coun-
try — Never Saw Its
Equal”.
“I nm sixty-seven years of age, tint
all my experience I liave never i
own a medicine like Tunlac. Tldnk j
it! At my age to gain twenty-live
iunds in weight, but that is just
lint 1 have ijone," said Mrs. Minina 1
eifensteln, of No. 11157 Webster ave-
te, Syracuse, N. Y.
••If I hud it in my power,” she oon-
nticd, "I wosld put a bottle of Tan-1
ic in the .home of every sick man, |
•oman and child in tills country, for
know what this wonderful medicine
ould do for them, For almost .two
ears I was almost a nervous wreck. |
did not dare to leave the house or I
ven go up town unless my husband |
vent with me. I was afraid to even
•ross the street and had a feeling of
Iread all of the time.
•My stomach was weak and easily
upset. For days at a time 1 would go'
without solid food. I could not rest!
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MRS. EMMA REIFENSTEIN,
337 Webster Ave., Syracu»e, N. Y.
medicine-has brought me health nnd
happiness and 1 just can’t say enough
in its praise.” » .. _
Mr .1 ltelfenstein, in commenting
Copyist. All Rights Resented
CHAPTER VII—Continued.
—11 —
“Nothing wrong at home. I hope,
Mr Harris?” said the young neigh-
her, noting his troubled appearance.
“Nobody sick, or anything?”
“Yes, there is something wrong,
-aid Harris, trying vainly to conceal
the bitterness In his voice. “Beulah s
left us.”
“Who, Beulah? I can hardly be-
lieve that, Mr. Harris. It was only
last night I wns tnlking with her.
“Well, she’s gone. Left through the
night. We—well, I tell you, George—
we had a little disagreement, but I’d
no notion she’d take Is so much to
heart Of course you know about the
trouble with Jim yesterday. Taking
everything together—there won t be
no plowing today." Harris had said
more than he meant; he could feel the
color mounting Into his hair, and the
had English of Ills last words betrayed
a subtle recklessness rather than care-
lessness of speech.
“Don’t you believe n word of It,
said George. “I know Jim, nnd I know
Beulah, nnd If anybody else hinted
what you’ve said you’d want to use
that rifle on them. Like enough Beu-
Auikor of ^ ^
’The Cow 1\mcher. Etc.
llluit ration*
by
Irwin t\yers
plainly saw Jim Travers swing lithely
onto the rear platform.
With an oath the farmer reached
for his rifle, but Allan wrenched It
from his hands before any onlookers
noted the nctton. "Don’t be a fool,
he whispered, and started Jhe horses
homeward.
I bad enough money for the trtp, and
I bought a ticket without further ado
“The homestead rush Is on here in
earnest; the trains are crowded, most-
ly with Americans, and the hotels are
simply spilling over.
"I wanted to ask some one about
Arthurs, nnd I didn’t like to inquire
In the hotel. There was a lot or
drinking going on there. But near
the door were two young men talking,
and 1 overheard one of them mention
Arthurs’ name. Bulling niysetf to-
get her, I nsked him If he could tell me
where Arthurs lived. „
•“Yes, miss,’ he answered, lifting a
hlg hat ’and showing when he spoke n
clean set of teeth. ‘It’s twenty-five
miles up the river. Were you expect-
ing him to meet you?’
“I explained that I had IntendedI to
drop in on them by surprise, but I had
had no Idea they lived so far from
CHAPTER VIII.
town.
“ ‘Oh, that’s not far, he said.
‘Can
at night to do any good and felt tingl | on. his wife’s stabement, said,. ^ 180mewhere around the
days
across the room and was so weak and had no -------- letter
I .........hut now she Is in weiitr
worn out a. of the thn, fcjhe] ^ ^,1 Tnd=when
1 could hardly drag myself; priseto us alb KJ* ^ ^ ,o pull r‘^has tline to think It over.”
miserable 1 was ready to give up. j through, ..... -- ~ h(.r
“My health Is fine now and 1 eat health than 1 have u
nnytldng 1 want and never have adho credit 'f
touch of indigestion. 1 have never slept been mnrr cd * >
bettor than 1 do now. My recovery is and 1 don t believe I ha'
the talk of our neighborhood, as it wns | her looking any’ hettc ,
generally believed 1 could not last Tnnlnc Is sol. by leadin,
hut a few weeks longer. This grand (everywhere.—Adv.
What to Take for
CONSTIPATION
Take a pood dose of Carter’s Little Liver
Pills—then take 2 or 3 for a few nights after.
They cleanse your system of all waste matter
and Regulate Your Bowels. Mild - as easy to
take as sugar. Genuine tear signature—.
Small Pill. Small Dose. Small Price.
wjjtAMot Spring Fever
#HTE«sM1TH’S ca b*
If CHILLTONIC tired feeling.
WARDr, °,F.fid a&Pco^ LmUartm*. i^v^ —
That respect which Is due to age is
dealt out with a ladle to the wealthy
grandparent.
For your daughter’s sake, use Bed
Cross Ball Blue In the laundry. She
will then-have that dainty, well-groom-
ed appearance that girls admire.
he.
NEW OMAR LIFTS HIS VOICE
Arizona Poet, However, Strikes Differ-
ent Note From That Struck
- by the Great Persian.
Omar Khayyam said that he could
dine on a loaf of bread and a jug of
wine; with Her beside him and feel
in the wilderness—hut he
that lie liked the des-
content
only meant
art' and las old tin Lizzie, and the
crooked rondii that make you dizzie,
that start any place and lead nowhere,
and just keep going and never care.
He liked the mesquite and the
greasevvood smell and the long hot
■davs that feel like h-1 ; the iVd sna-
the cool moonlight and the
she has time
“That proves you don’t know Beu-
lah," said Allan. “As for Jim, I was
never able to get below that smile,
and I saw more of him than you did,
George." n
"Well, I hope you find a’wny out,
enld George sincerely. “It would have
been like her to come over to our
| place, hut she Isn’t there. Maybe you’ll
, find her at Morrison’s.”
j “That’s possible,” said Harris.
"We’ll go over there, anyway.”
j But Morrisons knew no more of
Beulah’s Whereabouts than did George,
and Inquiry at other homes In the
neighborhood was equally futile. Har-
ris shrank from carrying his search
Into the town, as he dreaded the pub-
licity that would he attached to It.
But as the day wore on and the searoh
continued fruitless he finally found
himself at Plainvllle. If Beulah nml
Jim were really married the Presby-
terian minister would be likely to
know something of the matter, and
Rev. Andrew Guthrie was a man of
sense nnd discernment.
I Mr. Guthrie received his guest eordi-
' ally, albeit with some wonderment ns
' to which member of the family might
l pe sick, hut delicacy forbade a direct
question. Now, in agricultural eom-
I munities it is something of an offense
1 to approach apy matter of importance
I by frontal attack. There must he the
i due amount of verbal skirmishing, re-
| connoitering and outflanking before
the main purpose is revealed. Conse-
I quently Harris, for all his torture of
j suspense, spent some minutes in a dis-
| cusslon of the weather, the crops, and
the prospect of a labor shortage hi
harvest.
I “They’re nil well at home, I hope:
said Mr. Guthrie at length, feeling
that the custom of the community had
been sufficiently honored.
“Yes, all that’s there,” said Harris.
"All that’s there? I didn't know any
of vour folks were away. Perhaps
Mrs. Harris is down East? I’m sure a
summer amid the orchards of her old
home would he a delight to her and,
i of course, Mr. Harris, you are able to
! gratify yourself In these little mutters
now.”
Into the Farther West.
During the drive homeward Harris
thoughts persistently turned to the
share his wife had had in Beulah s de-
parture, and his feeling toward Mary
grew more und more hostile. He re-
solved, however, that there should be
no open breach between them; he
would neither scold nor question her,
but would impress her With his dis-
pleasure by adopting a cold, matter-of-
fact, speak-when-you're-spoken-to atti-
tude toward her.
Under the circumstances It wns not
remarkable that Harris’ workhegan
to loom larger than ever In his life.
The space left vacant by his daughter
he filled with extrn energy driving the
great plows through the mellow sum-
mer-fallow. A new tank man was en-
gaged und the rumble of Hie enRine
was heard up and down the fields from
early morning until dark. From his
wife he held aloof, speaking with
strained courtesy when speech was
necessary.’ She, In turn, schooled for
years in self-effacement, hid her sor-
row in her heart, and went about her
work with n resignation which he nils
took for cheerfulness, nnd which con-
tinued him in his opinion that she
knew nmre of Beulah’s Intentions than
she had cared to admit. Only with
Allan his relations remained un-
changed; Indeed, the attachment be-
tween the two grew deeper than ever.
The voting man avoided any referent e
to Beulah; what lie felt In his own
heart he kept to himself, hut the father
shrewdly guessed that he laid the
whole blame on Travers.
Meanwhile Mary plodded along with
her housework, toiling doggedly rom
live in the morning until half-past nine
or ten at night. Beulah’s departure
you ride?’ . , .
“Everybody here rides horseback.
It’s the stnndnrd means of locomotion.
And the women ride nstride. I was a
bit shocked at first, hut you soon get
used to It. But twenty-five miles is
different from a rontp round the pas-
ture-field, so I said I was afraid not.
" ‘Arthurs is coming down with the
backboard,’ remarked the other man.
•I passed him on the trail as I came
"'“Sure enough, n little later Arthurs
himself drew up at the hotel,
wouldn’t have known him, hut one f
the young men pointed him out, and
It would have done you good to see
how he received me. ‘And you aro
Jack nnd Mary’s daughter,’ he said,
taking both my hands In his and
holding me at arm’s length for a mo-
ment. Then, before I knew it, he bad
drawn me up nml kissed me. Bu
didn’t care. All of a sudden It
seemed to me that I had found n real
father. It seems hard to say it, hut
that Is how I felt.
Well, he Just couldn’t keep away
all evening. He showered
Catarrh Can Be Cured
Catarrh Is a local disease lnfl^
-need by constitutional conditions. “
therefore requires coMdtutlon^^^
«*!
the Blood on the'Mucous SurfaceSR
MEDIONB desUoyL.Lfl.. foundation of I
the disease, gives the patient
Improving the general health and assise
nature In doing its work.
All Druggists. Circulars fre®*
IT. J. Cheney & Co., Toledo, Ohio.
To Be Touched.
“Burroughs must make a lot to
dross so well.*’
-Me does—about three new ac-
quaintances a week."—Boston Tran-
script.
To Have a Clear Sweet Skin
Touch pimples, redness, roughness
or itching, if any, with Cutlcuru Oint-
ment, then bathe with Cutlcura Soup
nnd hot water. Blnse, dry gently and
dust on a little Cutlcura Talcum to
leave a fascinating fragrance on skin.
Everywhere -oe each. Adv.
It Is easier to see through the plot
of u play than through the ear putts
In front of it.
WHY DRUGGISTS RECOMMEND
SWAMP-ROOT
TAKES CAKE
OF 5 CHILBKEH
Mrs. Taylor’s Sickness Ended
Jay Lydia E. Pinkham s
Vegetable Compound
Roxbury. Mass.—“I suffered contin-
Jy £2f3&
spells and at my
monthly periods it
was almost impos-
sible to keep around
at my work. Since
my last baby came
two years ago my
back has been worse
and no position I
could get in would
relieve it, and doc-
; tor’s medicine did
Innt-.holome. Afriend
kfui l have found the ^ Compound
^haheliT'l recommend it to my
friends and if you wish to use this letter
P‘SS«TA» “V most common
symptoms of a dirplacementor derange-
ment of the female system. No woman
should make the mistake of trying *-')
overcome it by heroic endurance,>ut
from me
me
with questions about you and fa- i gnmp|e v>ott!c. When writing
For m.mv years druggists have watched
with much interest the remarkable record
maintained by Dr. Kilmer’s Swamp-Boot,
the great kidney, liver and bladder medi-
cine. . .
It is a physician’s prescription.
Swamp-Root is a strengthening medi-
cine. It helps the kidneys, liver and blad-
der do the work nature intended they ,
should do. . !
Swamp-Boot has stood the test of years
It is sold by all druggists on its merit ,
and it should help you. No other kidney
medicine has so many friends.
Be sure to get Swamp-Boot and start
treatment at once. » , .
However if you wish first to test this ( ^
great preparation send ten rents to Dr. fpfnrtic FkCSIGT
Kilmer & Co.. Binghamton. N. V
Awful Sick
With Gas
be sure and i
May Not Grow Cotton.
It has boon found necessary in F.gypt
to make a regulation prohibiting the
ncotilo from growing cotton instead of
cereals. Boeently, -there have boon
K,-eater rewards in the cotton crop,
and other tilings have been neglected.
Abandoning Totem Poles. ( nii.l tlio cool moonlight and the i of course, Mr. Harris, you ure
Alaska is losing its totem polea. , ai,. ,,f tllL. desert nigld-
Becnuse of the gradual do; line m < I ’ Khivvvum wns a wondei-lal .
sorvancc of native customs, tbtem foi ' ,,, ljv'(,'d' Ids life mi an easy Harris received these -remarks^ with
are no longer erected, and the , nmn w “* h wine nnd 1 a mixture of feelings. The minister s
.......... ore wearing down those re- I-'m . «l h 1. , what reference to Ills financial stand tug enr-
“ ll!» S,IU tont-MM t rieli with it a certain gratification, but
H consorted poorly with his recent
conversations with his wife and with
his present mission.
I “And Beulah,” continued the minis-
1 ter, conscious that his first shot had
gone wild. "She’s a tine young woman
I now. 1 see her in church occasionally.
In fact, I wns speaking with Mrs. liur-
I ton, the choir leader, n day or so ago,
!
I
n
tlmr, which I answered as well a* I
could, but I soon found I couldat
keep my secret, so 1 just up and told
him all. He wns very grave, hut not
cross ‘You need time to think things
over,' nnd to get a right perspective,
lie said, ‘and our home will he yotfs
until you do.’
"We drove home the next day. up a
wonderful river valley, deep l>'t° the
heart of the foothills, with the blue
mountains always beckoning nnd re-
ceding before us. Mrs. Arthurs was
as surprised and delighted as he had
been, nnd I won’t try to tell you a J
the things she said to me. She cried
n little, too. and I’m afraid I came
near helping her a hit. You know the j
Arthurs lost their little girl before |
tliev left Manitoba, and they have had
n0 ‘other children. They both seemed
just hungry.
“There’s nothing so very fine s-out
their home, except the spirit that’s In-
side It. I can’t describe It, hut It s
there a—certain leisurely way of do-
ing things, a sense that they have
made work their servant instead of
their master. And still they re cer-
tninly not lazy, nnd they’ve accom-
plished more than we have. When
they left Manitoba in the early day ,
discouraged with successive frosts,
they came right out here Into the foot-
hills with their few head of stock.
Now their cattle are numbered In
thousands, nnd they have about a
township of land. And still they seem
to live for the pure happiness they
find in life, and only to think of their
property ns a secondary considera-
tion. _r ,
“Now I reallv must clAse. Mrs. Ar-
thurs sends a note, and I’m quite sure
It’s an Invltntidn. Oh, mother, what
could be lovelier! Now, don’t say you
can’t. Father has plenty of money,
hire a housekeeper for a
mention this paper—Adv.
The theatrical deadhead is
passed and present.
both
“I have been awful siek with gas,”
writes Mrs. W. II. Person, "and
Eatonic is all I can get to give me
relief.’*
Acidity and gas on the stomach
nuickly taken up and carried out by
Eatonic, then appetite and strength
come hack. And many other bodily
miseries disappear when the stomach
is right. Don’t let sourness, belching,
bloating, indigestion and other stom-
ach ills go on. Take Eatonic tablets
after you ont—see
how much better
you feel. Big box costs only a trilla
with your druggist’s guarantee.
-BARKER’S
. HAIR BALSAM
|IU*nu»Yef!I>aiiaruII SK'paUalr Fall Ins:
„u(‘‘mcr.“vc.ndV:3^H.u
MlMDERCOftMS Romoviw Cory* Cr-1-
l«u
I fert. maiifS
Llisco
LOCI
.STRIKE
“ITS TOASTED^,
Cigarette
No cigarette has
the same delicious
flavor as Lucky
Strike. Because
Lucky Strike is the
toasted cigarette.
@) ZTZZe!£&-g | KREMOLA ggSffEgB
Accordion Pleating
Covered Button*
Hemstitching, Picoting
Catalogue Free. Order by Mait
; , Wichita Picoting ond
220 E. Doc.1.. Arc . Znjnooi.Ylickrto.Kufc
126 MAMMOTH JACKS
\rz B.,WV£ SScK-MTiSi
Cellar Rapid*, loua
TIFOU-.
iBiplrtlaah
Stone Deaf.
Money may talk, hut have you ever
noticed how hard of hearing It Is
when you cult it?—Cincinnati En-
quirer. __
Whv not borrow your neighbor’s
speetael"s and have a loAk lit your own
faults? _____
The Builder.
Knlcker—Is a full house tax exempt?
Rocker— Not always; you have to
give your wife a present if you loose.
Wow.
“Out of sight, out of mind.’
“Who?” ,, , ,
“The crazy man In the padded cell.
let him
will do him good.
elements are wearing
maiiilng. ... „ i
The largest collection of totem- • |
the North, it is said, is to he l'mind
in the abandoned Indian village of Old
Knssun, ‘J5 miles from Ketchikan. I he
village was deserted several years ago,
nCer a disastrous lire, the natives mov-
ing to New Nassau.
Old Nassau's totems arc of many sizes
ami descriptions. Some are of im-
posing proportions, with the four dis-
tinct emblems of the hear, the crow,
the toml and the eagle 1-cpresented.
The poles are carved, from base to
pinnacle with gorgeous language. 1 he
totems me carved on cedar, which is
glow in perishing.
you it
My, oh
a life lie spent. * *
is here like it always was—hut
can’t Khayyam any more, been/.—in
those drv days when even home brew
is ,m the list of the things taboo old
Omar Khayyam and his jug of juice
would soon get locked In. the calaboose.
—Salome (Ariz.) Sun.
Apparently.
Ho—“DO vou l-enlly believe ignor-
nnre is bliss?” ’ She—“I don’t know. | tween us.
You seem l" he quite happy.
mentioned be-
A man who yells at the top of his
voice seldom wins an argument.__
There’s More Than Flavor
Many foods,while pleasing to taste,
contain but little nourishment.
Grape*Nuts
combines with its rich, sweet flavor the
full nutriment of wheat and malted barley
which makes it an ideal food.
It has been the favorite ready-to-eat
cereal for a quarter of a century:
‘There's a Reason"
and Beulah’s name was
"It was about Beulah I came to see
you,” said Harris, with averted eyes.
Then In a few words he gave his ver-
llon of what lie knew and wlmt he
suspected.
“I fear I can add nothing to your
Information," suld Mr. Guthrie. "They
haven’t been here, and, ns you say, If
Beulah contemplated marriage, I think
,he would have cnlled on me. Travers,
too, 1 knew a little, and thought him
„ decent chap. But we must find the
girl nnd talk this over quietly with her.
is there any place In town she would
be likely to go to? What about Mrs.
Boode’s hoarding house? 1 Jllst
call up on the telephone. I can make
Inquiry without the necessity of uny
explanations*.’*
Inquiry at the house of Mrs. Goode
brought a strong ray of light out of
the darkness. Beulah had been there
during the morning, nml had explained
that she wns leaving on the west-hound
train which even now wns thrumming
at the station. On learning this, w
out n word Harris sprang Into the bug-
gy while Allan brought a sharp cut
of the whip across the spirited horses.
They reached the rajlwnv station half
A minute too lnte; the trntn was ah
ready pulling out, nnd ns Harris ejes
followed li In anger and vexation they
She Tore the Envelope Open Nervously
and Devoured Its Contents With
Hungry Eyes.
bad left all the labors of the home
upon her hand*; her husband had
made no suggestion of securing help,
nnd she had not nsked any. One or
two postcards she had had from Beu-
lah, hut they brought no great infor-
mation. They came in the open mall;
her husband was welcome to read
them if he chose, hut ns he had sought
Ids own company exclusively since
Beulah’s departure she made no at-
tempt to force them upon him.
At last one morning came a letter,
n hlg fat letter, left in by a neighbor
passing by, ns the custom was for any
settler going to town to bring out the
mall for those who lived along his
route. She tore the envelope open
nervously nnd devoured Its contents
with hungry eyes.
“Mv Deal' Mother;
“Here 1 am, In the shadow of the
Bockies. That may sound poetical,
hut It's a literal fact. It is still oarly
In the evening, hut the sun lins disap
while. The change
“I ove to vou, dearest, and to Allan,
lf he still thinks of me.
„p c;_i forgot to mention that Jim
Travers left I’lnlnvllle on the same
train as I did. He fould hardly be-
lieve his eves when he saw me there.
I told him I was going west on a
visit, hut I don’t know how much he
guessed. Said he was going west him-
self to take up land, hut he wanted to
call on some friends first, nnd he got
oft- n few stations from IMalgrthe. Be-
tween you and me, I hef’eve he
changed his plan so that the incident
_our being on tlio train together, you
know—could not he misunderstood f
the neighbors pot to know of It It
would ho just like Jim to do that.
short hut
Cart, 12 Ounce
■■■ 6 > ■ ■• -y^
II
With Beulah’s letter was a
earnest note from Lilian Arthurs as-
suring the mother of her daughters
welfare, nnd pressing nil Invitation to
spend the autumn In the P,ori°'i1®
scenerv and weather of the foothill
country. Mary Harris read both let-
tors over again, wll* frequent rub-
bing of her glnsses. Love for h'er
daughter, desire to see her old friend
k and growing dlssntlsfac-
Iti'.VM'lit'.'DI-
peared behind the great masses to the once r™re’ nn“^ nt Il0me. all corn-
west, nnd the valley which my w n- t ori w weight to the Invitation
overlooks Is filling up with black- j Mned^^^ extended -if i only
dow ----------- ,, ,
ness. The Arthurs are pure gold, nnd
I have told them everything. They
don’t blame anyone, not even father.
Ilow is he? Slaving as usual, I sup-
pose.
“Well. I must tell you about my
trip'. When I left the house that night
1 had no Iden "here I was going, hut
the simplest thing seeped to he to go
first to IMnlnvllle.
“You'Ve no Idea how heavy that
suitcase got, but I took my time, as
there wns nothing to gain by reaching
town before daylight. When I got
there It struck me It might he a good ,|
plan to have some breakfnst, so
Goode's boardlng-
so earnestly ,
could 1 But it would cost so much.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Quite Likely.
American women bathers with nn In
cllnntlon to embonpoint, it Is
hove taken to painting dimples oa
their knees. The reportHint a fashion-
iible New Yorker whtf does not enre
for the water hns created the neces-
snrv Illusion by hnvlng n lobster pnlnt-
cd or. her toe is probably premature.—
From Punch, London.
Excellent Philosophy.
Life Is like a gtlnie of whist I don't
^PRICE'S
Kiosplia^
Baking
Powder
walked round to uooue» | V“” .T„ _nme much: hut I like tft
After tireakfast I went over enjoy the game mm n
and asked what the | piny my cards well^and see what will {
house,
to the station,
station; I found I be the end of It-^eorge Eliot.
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