The Daily Transcript (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 2, No. 164, Ed. 1 Monday, January 4, 1915 Page: 2 of 4
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NORMAN DAILY TRANSCRIPT
The Last Shot
(Copyright. 1914. by Charles Scribner'a Son*)
At their home on the frontier between
Sit Browns and Grays Martu Gal land and
•r mother, entertaining Colonel Wester-
ns of the Grays, Captain Lanstron,
•taff Intelligence officer of the Browns.
Injured by a fall In his aeroplane Ten
rears later. Westerllng. nominal vice but
real chief of staff, reinforces South La
Tlr, meditates on war, and speculates on
the comparative ages of himself and Mar-
ta, who Is visiting In the Gray capital.
Westerllng calls on Marta. She tells him
•f her teaching children the follies of war
•ud martial patriotism, begs him to pre-
vent war while he Is chief of staff, and
predicts that If he makes war against the
Browns he will not win. On the march
wlih the SSd of the Browns Private Stran-
•ky. anarchist, decries war and played-
|ut patriotism and Is placed under arrest.
Colonel Lanstron everhearlng. begs hlin
iff. Lanstron calls on Marta at her home.
Pf talks with Feller, the frardner. Marta
pi Is I*anatron that she hellevea Feller to
a spy. Lanstron confeaaee It la trua
"Oh. lt'« you, Inanity—Colonel Lan-
•tront" he exclaimed thickly. "I saw
that some one had come In here and
aaturally I was alarmed, an nobody
but myself ever enters. And Miss Qal-
fcand!" He removed hla hat deferential-
ly and bowed; hie stoop returned and
the lines of his face drooped. "I was
•o stupid; It did not occur to me that
fou might be showing the tower to
"We are aorry to have given you a
bight!" said Marta very gently.
"EhT Eh!" queried Feller, again
deaf. "Fright?. Oh, no, no fright. It
might have been some boys from the
He was about to withdraw, in keep-
ing with his circumspect adherence
lo his part, which he played with a
llncorlty that half-convinced even him-
self at tlmeB that he was really deaf,
when the Are flickered back suddenly
to his eyes and he glanced from Lan-
stron to the stairway In desperate ln-
"Walt, Feller I Three of us share
the secret now. These are Miss Gal-
land's premises. I thought best that
ihe should know everything," said Lan-
"Everything!" exclaimed Feller.
"Everything—" the word caught In hie
throat. "You mean my story, too?" He
was neither young nor old now. "She
knows who I am?" he asked.
"His story!" exclaimed Marta, with
a puzzled look to Lanstron before she
turned to Feller with a look of warm
•ympathy. "Why, there Is no story!
You came with excellent recommenda-
tions. You are our very efficient gar-
dener. That is all we need to know.
Isn't that the way you wish It, Mr.
"Yes, just that!" he said softly, rals
Ing his eyes to her. "Thank you, Miss
He was going after another "Thank
fou!" and a bow; going with the slow
tep and stoop of his part, when Lan-
stron, with a masculine roughness of
Impulse which may be sublime gentle-
ness, swung him around and seized his
bands In a firm caress.
"Forgive me, Gustave!" he begged.
"Forgive the most brutal of all In-
juries—that which wounds a friend's
"Why, there Is nothing I could ever
have to forgive you, Lanny," he said,
returning Lanstron's pressure while
for an Instant his quickening muscles
gave him a soldierly erectnesB. Then
his attitude changed to one of doubt
and Inquiry. "And you found out that
I was not deaf when you had that fall
on the terrace?" he asked, turning to
Marta. "That Is how you happened to
get the whole Btory? Tell me, hon-
"You saw so much more of me than
the others, Miss Galland," he said with
a charming bow, "and you are so quick
"And yet, I don't know your plans
for him, Lanny. There Is another thing
to consider," she replied, with an ab-
rupt change of tone. "But first let us
leave Feller's quarters. We are In-
"A man playing deaf; a secret tele-
phone Installed on our premises with
out our consent—thlc Is all I know so
far," said Marta, seated opposite
Lanstron at one end of the circular
seat In the arbor of Mercury.
"Of course, with our S,000,000
against their 6,000,000, the Grays will
take the offensive," he said. "For us
the defensive. La Tlr Is In an angle.
It does not belong In the permanent
tactical line of our defenses. Never'
theless, there will be hard fighting
here. The Browns will fall back step
by etep, and we mean, with relatively
small cost to ourselves, to make the
Grays pay a heavy price for each step
—Just as heavy as we can."
"You need not use euphonious
terms," she said without lifting her
lashes or any movement except a
quick, nervous gesture of her free
hand. "What you mean Is that you
will kill ne many as possible of the
Grays, isn't 1b? And If you could kill
five for every man you lost, that would
be splendid, wouldn't it?"
"1 don't think of It as Bplendld. There
is nothing splendid about war," he ob-
jected; "not to me, Marta."
"And after you have made them pay
five to one or ten to one In human
lives for the tangent, what then? Go
on! I want to look at war face to face,
free of the will-o'-the-wlsp glamour that
drawB on soldiers."
"We fall back to our first line of de-
dense, fighting all the time. Th6 Grays
occupy La Tlr, which will be out of the
reach of our guns. Your house will
no longer be In danger, and we happen
to know that Westerllng means to
make It hie headquarters."
"Our house Westerling's headquar-
ters!" she repeated. With a start that
brought her up erect, alert, challeng-
ing, her lashes flickering, she recalled
that Westerllng had said at parting
that he should see her if war came.
This corroborated Lanstron's Informa-
tion. One side wanted a spy In the
garden; the other a general In the
house. Wafl she expected to make a
choice? He had ceased to be Lanny.
He personified war. Westerllng per-
sonified war. "1 suppose you have
spies under his very nose—In his very
staff offices?" she asked.
"And probably he has In ours," said
Lanstron, "though we do our best to
"What a pretty example of trust
among civilized nations!" she ex-
claimed. "You say that Westerllng,
who commands the killing on his side,
will be In no danger. And, Lanny, are
you a person of such distinction In the
business of killing that you also will
be out of danger?"
She did not see, as her eyes poured
her hot Indignation into his, that his
maimed hand was twitching or how
he bit his lips and flushed before he re-
"Each one goes where he is sent,
link by link, down from the chief of
stafT. Only In this way can you have
that solidarity, that harmonious efli-
ciency which means victory."
"An autocracy, a tyranny over the
lives of all the adult males in countries
that boast of the ballot and self-gov-
erning institutions!" she put in.
"But I hope," he went on, with the
quickening pulse and eager smile that
used to greet a call from Feller to "set
things going" In their cadet days, "that
I may take out a squadron of dirigibles.
After all this spy business, that would
be to my taste."
"And If you caught a regiment In
close formation with a shower of
she asked. "I thought you were to de-
pend on them for scouting."
"We shall use thera, but they are
the least tried of all the new re-
sources," he said. "A Gray aeroplane
may cut a Brown aeroplane down be-
fore it returns with the news we want
At most, when the aviator may descend
low enough for accurate observation
he can see only what is actually being
done. Feller would know Westerling's
plans before they were even in the
first steps of execution. This"—play-
ing the thought happily—"this would
be the Ideal arrangement, while our
planes and dirigibles were kept over
our lines to strike down theirs. And,
Marta, that is all," he concluded.
"If there Is war, the moment that
Feller's ruse 1b discovered he will be
shot as a spy?" she asked.
"I warned him of that," said Lan-
stron. "He 1b a soldier, with a sol-
dier's fatalism. Ho sees no more dan
der In this than In commanding a bat-
tery In a crisiB."
"Suppose that the Grays win? Sup-
pose that La Tlr is permanently
"They shall not win! 1 ley must
not!" Lanstron exclaimed, his tone as
rigid as Westerling's toward her sec-
"Yet if they should win and Wester-
llng finds that I have been party to
this treachery, as I shall be now that
I am In the secret, think of the posi-
tion of my mother and myself!" she
continued. "Has that occurred to you,
a friend, In making our property, our
garden, our neutrality, which Is our
only defense, a factor In one of your
plans without our permission?"
Her eyes, blue black in appeal and
reproach, revealed the depths of a
wound as they had on the terrace steps
before luncheon, when he had been
apprised of a feeling for him by seeing
It dead under hie blow. The logic of
the chief of intelligence withered. He
understood how a friendship to her
was, Indeed, more sacred than patriotic
passion. He realized the shame of
what he had done now that he was
free of professional influences.
"You are right, Marta!" he replied.
"It was beastly of me—there is no ex-
He looked around to see an orderly
from the nearest military wireless sta-
"I was told It was urgent, sir," said
the orderly, in excuse for his Intrusion,
as lie passed a telegram to Lanstron.
Immediately Lanstron felt the touch
of the paper his features seemed to
take on a mask that concealed his
thought as he read:
"Take night express. Come direct
from station to me. Partow."
This meant that he would be ex-
pected at Tartow's office at eight the
"Isn't that my affair?" she asked. "Yes, and I am glad that I had bsea
"Aren t you willing to leave even that I careful to Bend a spirited commander
to me after all you have been telling
how you are to make a redoubt of our
lawn, Inviting the shells of the enemy
Into our drawing-room?1
What could he say? Only call up
from the depths the two paeBions of
his life In an outburst, with all the
force of his nature In play.
"I love this soil, my country's soil,
ours by right—and I love you! I would
be true to both!
"Love! What mockery to mention
that now!" she cried chokingly. "It's
"1—I—" He was making an effort
to keep his nerves under control.
This time the stiffening elbow failed.
With a lurching abruptness he swung
his right hand around and seized the
wrist of that trembling, Injured hand
that would not be still. She could not
fail to nolcd the movement, and the
sight was a magic that struck anger
out of her.
"Lanny, I am hurtlngyou!" she cried
"A little," he Bald, will Anally doml
nant over its servant, and he was
smiling ae when, half stunned and In
agony—and ashamed of the fact—he
had risen from the debris of cloth and
twisted braces. "It's all right," he con-
She threw back her arms, her head
raised, with a certain abandon as if
she would bare her heart.
"Lanny, there have been moments
when I would have liked to fly to
your arms. There have been moments
when I have had the call that comes to
every woman in answer to a desire.
Yet I was not ready. When I really
go it must bo In a flame, In answer to
But If the flame were about to burst
forth she smothered It In the spark.
"And all this has upset me," she
went on incoherently. "We've both
been cruel without meaning to be, and
we're in the shadow of a nightmare;
and next time you come perhaps all
the war talk will be over and—oh,
tbis Is enough for today!"
She turned quickly in veritable flight
and hurried toward the house.
"If It ever comes," she called, "I'll
let you know! I'll fly to you in a
chariot of flre bearing my flame—I am
that bold, that brazen, that reckless!
For I am not an old maid, yet. They've
moved the age limit up to thirty. But
you can't drill love Into me as you
drill discipline into armies—no, no
more than I can argue peace into
to that region," Westerllng replied.
"So you guess my intention, 1 see."
The premier smiled. He picked up a
long, thin Ivory paper-knife and softly
patted the palm of his hand with It
"Certainly!" Westerling replied la
hie ready, confident manner.
"We hear a great deal about the pre-
cision and power of modern arms as
favoring the defensive," said the pre-
mier. "I have read somewhere that It
will enable the Browns to hold us back,
despite our advantage of numbers.
Also, that they can completely man
every part of their frontier and that
their ability to move their reserves
rapidly, thanks to modern facilities,
makes a powerful flanking attack in
surprise out of the question."
"Some half-truths In that," an-
Westerllng. "One axiom, that must
hold good through all time, Is that the
aggressive which keeps at it always
wins. We take the aggressive. In the
space where Napoleon deployed a di-
vision, we deploy a battalion today.
The precision and power of modern
arms require this. With such Immense
forces and present-day tactics, the lin
of battle will practically cover the
length of the frontier. Along their
range the Browns have a series of
fortresses commanding natural open-
ings for our attack. These are almost
Impregnable. But there are pregnable
polntB between them. Here, our
method will be the same that the Japa-
nese followed and that they learned
from European armies. We shall con-
centrate In masses and throw In wave
after wave of attack until we have
gained the positions we desire. Once
we have a tenable foothold on the
crest of the range the Brown army
must fall back and the rest will be a
matter of skillful pursuit."
The premier, as he listened, rolled
the paper knife over and over, regard-
ing Its polished sides, which were like
Westerling's manner of facile state-
ment of a program certain of fulfill-
"How long will It take to mobilize?"
"Less than a week after the rail-
roads are put entirely at our Bervice,
with three preceding days of scattered
movements," answered Westerling.
'Deliberate mobilizations are all right
for a diplomatic threat that creates a
furore in the newspapers and a de-
pression In the stock market, but
which is not to be carried out. When
you mean war, all speed and the war
fever at white heat."
'You would have made a good poli-
tician, Westerllng," the premier re-
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For a while, motionless, Lanstron I marked, with a twitching uplift of the
watched the point where she had dls- I brows and a knowing gleam In his
to observe. I am sorry"—he paused
with head down for an instant—"very j bombs, that would be positively lieav'
•orry to have deceived you." | enly, wouldn't it?" She bent nearer
"But you are still a deaf gardener to him, her eyee flaming demand and
to me," said Marta, finding consolation satire.
In pleasing him
"Eh? Eh?" He put his hand to bis
ear as he resumed his stoop. "Yes,
yes," he added, as a deaf man will
when understanding of a remark which
he failed at first to catch comes to him
In an echo. "Yes, the gardener has no
past," he declared In the gentle old
gardener's voice, "when all the flow-
ers die every year and he thinks only
of next year's blossoms—of the fu-
Now the air of the room seemed to
i>e stifling him, that of the roofless
■world of the garden calling him. The
bent figure disappeared around a turn
In the path and they listened without
moving until the sound of his slow,
dragging footfalls had died away.
"When he Is serving those of his
own social station I can see how It
would be easier for him not to have
me know," said Marta. "Sensitive,
proud and Intense—" and a look of
horror appeared In her eyes. "As he
came across the room his face was
transformed. I imagine It was like
that of a man giving no quarter In a
Feller had won the day for himself
where a friend's pleas might have
! ?*•£"«? J&inaSs 'KI SSSi"" "* """-
| "Marta, you will promise not to re-
main T" he urged.
"No! War—necessary, horrible, hell-
ish!" he replied. Something in her
seemed to draw out the brutal truth
she had asked for in place of euphoni-
"When I became chief of intelligence
I found that an underground wire had
been laid to the castle from the Eighth
division headquarters, which will be
our general staff headquarters in time
of war. The purpose was the same as
now, but abandoned as chimerical. All
that was necessary was to Install the
Instrument, which Feller did. I. too,
saw the plan as chimerical, yet It was
a chance—the one out of a thousand.
If It should happen to Bucceed we
should play with our cards concealed
and theirs on the table.
"The rest of Feller's part you have
guessed already," he concluded. "You
can see bow a deaf. Inoffensive old
gardener would hardly seem to know
a Gray soldier from a Brown; how It
next morning. He wrote his answer;
the orderly saluted and departed at a
rapid pace; and then, as a matter of
habit of the same kind that makes
some men wipe their pens when lay-
ing them down, he struck a match and
set fire to one corner of the paper,
which burned to his fingers' ends be-
fore he tossed the charred remains
away. Marta Imagined what he would
be like with the havoc of war raging
around him—all self-possession and
mastery; but actually he was trying to
reassure himself that he ought not to
feel petulant over a holiday cut short.
"1 shall have to go at once," he said.
"Marta, if there were to be war very
soon—within a week or two weeks—
what would be your attitude about Fel-
"To carry out his plan, you mean?"
There was a perceptible pause on
"Let him stay," she answered. "I
shall have time to decide even after
"But Inetantly war begins you must
go!" he declared urgently.
"You forget a precedent," she re-
minded him. "The Galland women
have never deserted the Galland
might no more occur to Westerllng to
send him away than the family dog or
cat; how he might retain his quarters house
In the tower; how he could Judge the "I know the precedent. But this
atmosphere of the staff, whether elated I time the house will be in the thick of
or depressed, pick up scraps of conver- J the fighting."
failed. This was as It should be, Lan- I the value"of what^'b^anT^°W 1 "" h" ^ ^ ^ °f the flght
"tron thought. [ over
Ihe right view—the view that you quarters
|irere bound to take!" he said.
"But what about ths aeroplanes?"
Making a \^ar.
Hedworth Westerling would have
Bald twenty to one if he had been asked
the odds against war when he was
parting from Marta Galland in the
hotel reception room. Before he
reached home he would have changed
them to ten to one. A scare bulletin
about the Bodlapoo affair compelling
attention as his car halted to let the
traffic of a cross street pass, he bought
a newspaper thrust In at the car win-
dow that contained the answer of the
government of the Browns to a dis-
patch of the Grays about the dispute
that had arisen In the distant African
Jungle. This he had already read two
days previously, by courtesy of the
premier. It was moderate In tone, as
became a power that had 3,000,000 sol-
diers against its opponent's 5,000,000;
nevertheless, It firmly pointed out that
the territory of the Browns had been
cvertly Invaded, on the pretext of se-
curing a deserter who had escaped
across the line, by Gray colonial
troops who had raised the Gray flag in
place of the Brown flag and remained
defiantly in occupation of the outpost
they had taken.
As yet, the Browns had not attempt-
ed to repel the aggreBeor by arms for
fear of complications, but were relying
on the Gray government to order a
withdrawal of the Gray force and the
repudiation of a commander who had
been guilty of so grave an International
affront. The surprising and illuminat-
ing thing to Westerling was the In-
spired statement to the press from the
Gray foreign office, adroitly appealing
to Gray chauvinism and Justifying the
' intrepidity" of the Gray commander
in response to so-called "pin-pricking"
At the door of his apartment, Fran-
cois, his valet and factotum, gave Wes-
terllng a letter.
"Important, sir," said Francois.
Westerling knew by a glance that It
was, for it was addressed and marked
"Personal" in the premier's own hand-
writing. A conference for ten that
evening was requested in a manner
that left no doubt of Its urgency.
CurloBity made him a little ahead of
time, but he found the premier await-
ing him in his study, free from Inter-
ruption or eavesdropping.
In the shadow of the table lamp the
old premier looked his years. From
youth he bad been in politics, ever a
bold figure and a daring player, but
now beginning to feel the pressure of
younger men's elbows. Fonder even
of power, which had become a habit,
than In his twenties, he saw it slipping
from his grasp at an age when the
downfall of his government meant tha.
he should never hold the reins again.
He had been called an ambitious dem-
agogue and a makeshift opportunist by
his enemies, but the crowd liked him
for hie ready strategy, his genius for
appealing phrases, and for the gam-
bler's virtue which hitherto had made
bim a good loser.
"You saw our communique tonight
that went with the publication of the
Browns' dispatch?" be remarked.
shrewd old eyes.
"Thank you," replied Westerllng. "a
man who Is able to lead in anything
must be something of a politician."
"Very true, Indeed. Perhaps I had
that partly In mind In making you
vice-chief of staff," responded the pre-
"Then It all goes back to the publio
—to that enormous body of hurnaa-
Ity out there!" He swung the paper
knife around with outstretched arm
toward the walls of the room. "To
public opinion—as does everything
else in this age—to the people—our
masters, your and mine! For no man
can stand against them when they say
no or yes."
"You know the keys to play on,
though," remarked Westerling with a
complimentary smile. "No one knows
quite so well."
"And you are sure—sure we can
win?" the premier asked with a long,
tense look at Westerllng, who was
steady under the scrutiny.
"Absolutely!" he answered. "Five
millions against three! It's mathe-
matics, or our courage and skill are
not equal to theirs. Absolutely! We
have the power, why not use It? We
do not live in a dream age!"
From a sudden, unwitting exertion
of his strength the knife which had
been the recipient of his emotions
snapped In two. Rather carefully the
premier laid the pieces on the table
before he rose and turned to Wester-
ling, his decision made.
"If the people respond with the war
fever, then It Is war," he Bald. "I
take you at your word that you will
"A condition!" Westerling an-
nounced. "From the moment war be-
gins the army Is master of all intelli-
gence, all communication, all re-
sources. Everything we require goes
into the crucible!"
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LITTLE CHANGE IN MANKIND
Scientists of Opinion That Dispersion
and Separation of Races Was
Not Rapid Process.
Though It is conceivable that man-
kind may have spread from a common
center over the entire earth In a few
thousand years. Prof. Arthur Keith, In
a Birmingham university lecture, has
pointed out that the discoveries of the
last 60 years clearly indicate that the
dispersion and separation Into widely
separated races has not been a rapid
The Inhabitants of the lower Nile
valley, though immigrants have ar-
rived among them, show clearly per-
slstence of the old types for 8,000
years. The permanence of human
types has been also shown In Amer-
ica, and a human skeleton of Yansing,
Kan., found at a depth of 23 feet In a
glacial deposit, probably dates back
The men of England of 5,000 years
ago had the modern stature, with the
form of head and strength of muscle
of many men of today. Professor Keith
declared that his audiences had rep-
resentatives of the men of the Derby-
shire cave, In America the red In-
dian preserves the form of men who
lived before the last glacial Invasion,
and the predynastic Egyptian survives
In tribes on the Red sea.
In the fifteenth century a skilled
cciner, of whom there were but few,
might be able to turn out by hand
fifty or sixty coins a day, a result to-
tally inadequate to cope with the vast
quantity of treasure, chiefly silver,
that shortly began to arrive from
America. To multiply coiners was to
multiply forgers, and thus the coining
machine became a necessity of state.
A laminating mill and screw coining
press was invented In Italy, 1547;
Spain, 1548; France, 1553; England.
1561, reign of Elizabeth. After sev-
eral trials and abandonments the mill
and press were established perma-
nently under Charles II, whose golden
guineas, struck In 1662, were the first
regular issues of machine coins made
north of the channel.
A Pleasant Way to Help.
"Mamma," lisped the cherub, white
a smile of seraphic sweetness Illu-
minated his baby face, "do you know
that sometimes I help Catherine's
"That's nice," prompted the proud
parent. "And what do you do to-
help her, dear?"
"Oh," replied the cherub, "when
Catherine's naughty, I punish her."
Perils of Bathing.
"There's nothing I enjoy more than*
Bplashing about In the ocean."
"I once got a nasty cut that way."
"How did It happen?"
"I slapped a tomato can."
Save the Dog.
The Oregon state board of health
bulletin says wisely with reference to
mad dogs, "never kill the animal that
bit you, save it with the greatest
care," for the condition that dog de-
velops Is of the greatest consequence
to the person bitten. If the dog Is
killed, the negri bodies, which are of
Importance in the diagnosis, may not
be developed and no one will ever
know whether the dog was or was not
rabid. But if the dog Is saved he will
himself within a week or ten days
show whether or not be Is rabid. H
he proves himself clear of rabies the
man bitten need give the matter no
further consideration from that side,
and If It prove that he be rabid, thera
Is still plenty of time for the man to
take the proper remedies. If a dog
bites you, save the dog.
Five-year-old Marie likes to see the
funny pictures. She had the paper
spread out on the floor looking at it
when her father turned out the light
Mary was angry at this, and said.
"You've got your nerve," but as she
realized Immediately whom she was
talking to she haetlly added. "But you
know your rights."
A Poisonous Drug Still Freely Used.
Many people are brought up to be-
lieve that coffee is a necessity of life,
and the strong hold that the drug,
caffeine, in coffee has on the sys-
tem makes It hard to loosen Its grip,
even when one realizes its injurious
A lady writes: "I had UBed coffee
for years; it seemed one of the ne-
cessities of life. A few months ago
my health, which had been slowly fall-
ing, became more Impaired, and I
knew that unless relief came fromi
some source I would soon be a physi-
"I was weak and nervous, had sick
headaches, no ambition, and felt tired
of life. My husband wa,s also losing
his health. He was troubled so mucl
with Indigestion that at times he coulft
eat only a few mouthfuls.
"Finally we saw Postum advertlsel
and bought a package. I followed di-
rections for making carefully, ami
added cream, which turned It to tha
loveliest rich-looking and tasting
drink I ever saw served at any table,
and we have used Postum ever sinie.
"I gained five pounds in weight \n
is many weeks, and now feel well
and strong In every respect. My
headaches have gone, and I am a new
woman. My husband's Indigestkn
has left him, and he can now eat
Name given by Postum Co., Battle,
'-reek, Mich. Read "The Road to
Wellville," in pkgs,
Postum comes In two forms:
Regular Postum—must be well
boiled. 15c and 25c packages.
Instant Postum—Is a soluble pow-
der. A teaspoonful dissolves quickly
In a cup of hot water and, with cream
and sugar, makes a delicious bever-
age Instantly. 30c and 50c tins.
The cost per cup of both kinds 1
about the same.
"There's a Reason" for Postum.
—sold by Grocer*.
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Burke, J. J. The Daily Transcript (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 2, No. 164, Ed. 1 Monday, January 4, 1915, newspaper, January 4, 1915; (gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc112871/m1/2/: accessed July 18, 2018), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.