The Peoples' Voice (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 18, No. 14, Ed. 1 Friday, October 15, 1909 Page: 2 of 8
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By
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Wizard
ofQ°L
L. Frank Baum
(Copyright, by the Bubbs-Mtsrrlll Co. I
(Copyright by 1.- Frank Huum & W. W.
Deiuilow.)
SYNOPSIS.
Dorothy lived In Kansas with Aunt Km
and Uncle Henry. A cyclone lifted their
home Into the ulr, Dorothy fitllliiK asleep
amidst the excitement. A crash awakened
her. The house had lauded In a country
of mam-clous beauty. Groups of queer
little people greeted her to tile hand of
Munchklnti. The house had killed their
enemy, the wicked witch of East. Dor-
othy look the witch's silver shoes She
started for the Emerald Oily to And the
Wizard of Oz, who, she was promised,
might Hud a way to send her back to
Kansas. Dorothy released a scarecrow.
Riving him life, lie was desirous of ac-
quiring brains and started with her to
the wizard to get them. The scarecrow
told his history. They met a tin wood1
luan who longed for a henrt. He also
joined them. They came upon a terrible
lion. The Hon confessed lie had no cour-
age. He decided to accompany them to
the Wizard of Oz to get some The scare-
crow It) pushing tin- raft became im-
paled upon his pole in the middle of the
river.
CHAPTER VIII.—Continued.
"What can we <lo to save him?"
asked Dorothy.
The Lion and the Woodman both
shook their heads, for they did not
know. So they sat down upon the
bank and gazed wistfully at the Scare-
crow until a Stork llew by. which, see-
ing them, stopped to rest at the wa-
ter's edge.
"Who are you, and where are yon
going?" asked the Stork.
"I am Dorothy," answered the girl:
"and these are my friends, the Tin
Woodman and the Cowardly Lion; and
we are going to the Emerald City."
"This isn't the road," said the Stork,
ns she twisted her long neck and
looked sharply at the queer party.
"I know it," returned Dorothy, "but
we have lost the Scarecrow, and are
wondering how we shall get him
again."
"Where Is he?" asked the Stork.
"Over there In the river," answered
the girl.
"If he wasn't so big and heavy I
would get hint for you," remarked the
Stork.
"He Isn't heavy a bit," said Doro-
thy, eagerly, "for he Is stuffed with
straw; and if you will bring him back
to us we shall thank you ever and
ever so much."
"Well, I'll try," said (he Stork; "but
If I find ho is too heavy to carry I
shall have to drop him in the river
again."
So the big bird flew into Ihe air and
over the water Mil she came to where
the Scarecrow was perched upon his
pole. Then the Stork with her great
claws grabbed the Scarecrow by the
arm and carried him up into the air
and back to the bank, where Dorothy
and the Lion and the Tin Woodman
and Toto were sitting.
When the Scarecrow found himself
among his friends agnin he was so
happy that he hugged them all, even
the Lion and Toto; and as they
walked along he sang "Tol-de-rl-de-
oh!" at every step, he felt so gay.
"I was afraid I should have to slay
In the river forever," he said, "but the
kind Stork saved me, and if I ever get
any brains 1 shall find the Stork again
and do It some kindness in return."
"That's all right," said the Stork,
who was flying along beside them. "I
always like to help any one in trouble.
The Stork.
But 1 must go now, for my babies are
waiting in the nest for me 1 hope
you will find the Emerald City and
that Oz will help you."
"Thank you," replied Dorothy, and
then the kind Stork flew Into the air
aud was soon out of sight.
They walked along listening to the
singing of the bright-colored birds
and looking at the lovely flowers
which now became so thick that the
ground was carpeted with them.
There were big yellow and white and
blui aud purple blossoms, besides
great clusters of scarlet popples,
which were so brilliant In cojor they
almost dazzled Dorothy's eyes.
"Aren't they beautiful?" the girl
asked, as Bhe breathed In the spicy
scent of the flowers.
"I suppose so," answered the Scare-
crow. "When I have brains 1 shall
| probably like them bolter."
"If 1 only had a heart I should love
them," added the Tin Woodman.
"I always did like flowers." said the
Lion; "they seem so helpless nnd
frail. But there are none in the forest
I so bright as these."
I They now came upon more and
I more of the big scarlet popples, and
fewer and fewer of the other flowers;
and soon they found themselves In
the midst of a great meadow of pop-
j pks. Now it is well known that when
there are many of these flowers to-
gether their odor is so powerful that
any one who breathes it falls asleep,
nnd if the sleeper Is not carried away
from the scent of the flowers he
sleeps on and on forever. But Doro-
thy did not know this, nor could she
get away front the bright red flowers
that were everywhere about; so pres-
ently her eyes grew heavy and she
felt she must sit down to rest and
to sleep.
But Ihe Tin Woodman would not let
her do this. i-
"We must hurry nnd get back to the
road of yellow brick before dark," he
said; and the Scarecrow agreed with
him. So they kept walking until Dor-
"The Stork Carried Him Into the Air."
othy could stand no longer. Her eyes
closed in spite of herself and she for-
got where she was and fell among the
poppies, fast asleep.
"What shall we do?" asked the Tin
Woodman.
"If we leave her here she will die,"
said the Lion. "The smell of the flow-
ers is killing us all. I myself can
scarcely keep my eyes open and the
dog is asleep already."
It was true; Toto had fallen down
beside his little mistress. But the
Scarecrow and the Tin Woodman, not
being made of flesh, were not troubled
by the scent of Ihe flowers.
"Run fast," said the Scarecrow to
the Lion, "and get. out of this deadly
flower-bed as soon as you can. We
will bring the little girl with us, but
if you should fall asleep you are too
big to be carried."
So the Lion aroused himself and
bounded forward as fast as he could
go. In a moment he was out of sight
"Let us make a chair with our
hands and carry her," said the Scare-
crow. So they picked up Toto and put
the dog in Dorothy's lap, and then
they made a chair with their hands
for the seat and their nrms for the
arms and carried the sleeping girl be-
tween them through the flowers.
On and on they walked, and it
seemed that the great carpet of dead-
ly flowers that surrounded them would
never end. They followed the bend
of the river, and at last came upon
their friend the Lion, lying fast asleep
among the poppies. The flowers had
been too strong for the huge beast
and he had given up at last and fallen
only a short distance from the end of
the poppy-bed, where the sweet grass
spread In beautiful green fields before
them.
"We can do nothing for him," said
the Tin Woodman, sadly; "for he is
much too heavy to lift. We must leave
him here to sleep on forever, and per-
haps he will dream that he has found
courage at last."
"I'm sorry," said the Scarecrow;
"the Lion was a very good comrade
for one so cowardly. But let ut
go on."
They carried the sleeping girl to a
pretty spot beside the river, far
enough from the poppy fleld to pre-
vent her breathing nny more of the
poison of the flowers, and here they
laid her gently on the soft grass and
waited for the fresh breeze to waken
her.
. ^ CHAP
TKe Qt/eerv o
Piie
"We cannot be far from the road of
yellow brick, now," remarked the
Scarecrow, as he stood beside the girl,
"for we have come nearly as far as
the river carried us away." .
The Tin Woodman was about to re-
ply when he heard a low growl, and
turning his head (which worked beau-
tifully on hinges) he saw a strange
beast come bounding over the grass
towards them. It was, indeed, a great
yellow wildcat, and the Woodman
thought It must be chasing something,
for Its ears were lying close to its
head and Us mouth was wide open,
showing two rows of ugly teeth,
while its red eyes glowed like balls of
fire. As it came nearer the Tin
Woodman saw that running before the
beast was a little gray field-mouse,
and although he had no heart he knew
it was wrong for the wildcat to try
to kill such a pretty, harmless crea-
ture.
So the Woodman raised his ax, and
as the wildcat ran by he gave it a
quick blow that cut the beast's head
clean off from its body, and It rolled
over at his feet in two pieces.
The field-mouse, now that it was
freed from its enemy, stopped short;
and coming slowly up to the Wood-
man it said, in a squeaky little voice;
"Ob, thank you! Thank you ever
so much for saving my life."
"Don't speak of it, I beg of you," re-
plied the Woodman. "I have no heart,
you know, so I am careful to help all
those who may need a friend, even if
it happens to be only a mouse."
"Only a mouse!" cried the little ani-
mal, indignantly; "why, I am a Queen
—the Queen of all the field-mice!"
"Oh, indeed," said the Woodman,
making a bow. «
"Therefore you have done a great
deed, as well as a brave one, in saving
my life," added the Queen.
At that moment several mice were
seen running up as fast as their little
legs could carry them, and when they
saw their Queen they exclaimed:
"Oh, your majesty, we thought you
would be killed! How did you man-
age to escape the great Wildcat?" and
they all bowed so low to the little
Queen that they almost stood upon
their heads.
"This funny tin man," she an-
swered, "killed the Wildcat and saved
Queen of the Field Mice.
my life. So hereafter you must all
serve him, and obey bis slightest
wish."
"We will!" cried all the mice, in a
shrill chorus. And then they scam-
pered In all directions, for Toto had
awakened from his sleep, and seeing
all these mice around him he gave
one bark of delight and jumped right
Into the middle of the group. Toto
had always loved to chase mice when
he lived in Kansas, and he saw no
harm in it.
But the Tin Woodman caught the
dog in his arms and held him tight,
while he called to the mice: "Come
back! come back! Toto shall not hurt
you."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Spaniard Seen at His Best
Illustration of Courtesy and Hospital-
ity It Would Be Hard to
Find Match For.
Havelock Ellis, in his "Soul of
Spain," has revealed intimately and
charmingly the temperament of the
Spanish people. According to hint,
the Spauiard is still fundamentally
primitive. In proof of his possession
of the primal instincts of hospitality
and charity he quotes the following
anecdote from an Aragonese newspa-
per of a few years ago, at a time when
there was much distress In Aragon
A laborer out of work came on the
highroad determined to rob the first
person lie met. This was a man with
a wagon. The laborer bade him bait,
and demanded his money.
"Here are $110, all that 1 have," the
detained man replied.
"There is nothing left for me but
robbery. My family are dying of
hunger,'' the aggressor said, apologet-
ically, and proceeded to put the money
In Ills pocket; but as he did so his
mind changed.
"Take this, chico," he said, hand
lng back $20. "One is enough for
me."
"Would you like anything I have
In the cart?" asked the wagoner, im-
pressed by this generosity.
"Yes" said the man. "Take thl*
dollar back, too. I had better have
some rice and some beans."
The wagoner handed over a bag of
eataoies. aud then held out five dollars,
which, however, the laborer refused.
"Take them for luck money," 8ald
the wagoner. "I owe you that."
And only so was the would-be rob-
ber persuaded to accept.—Youth's
Companion.
British Naval Supremacy.
British naval supremacy is said to
date from the time of Alfred the
Great, who claimed and enforced for
English ships of war the right to be
saluted lirst. Through the following
centuries this claim was continuously
disputed and objected to until 1673,
when the Dutch agreed to strike their
colors to the English in British wa-
ters. Though the same honor had
long been exacted from French ves-
sels, France formully agreed to the
same recognition In 1704.
Lose No Trme with Burn.
Bear In mind that quick treatment
of a burn will not only relieve suffer-
ing but will frequently remove all
danger of permanent scars. Baking
soda, scraped raw potato, lard, olive
oil, molasses and even milk are ef-
ficacious, much of the virtue of the
cure depending upon a speedy appli
cation
PEARY'S BIRTHPLACE
Explorer First Saw Light of Day
Near Cresson, Pa.
Love of Sea and Adventure an Inher-
ited Trait—Ambitious to Find Pole
Ever Since He Was Young
Naval Officer.
Johnstown, Pa.—The movement from
Maine to Cambria county, In the fifties,
which brought to this district the
prominent Barker and other familes,
also made It possible for Cresson,
nearly the highest point In the county,
to claim the honor of having been the
birthplace of Lieut. Robert Edmund
Peary, most daring and most per-
sistent Arctic explorer of modern
times and claimant for the title of
Discoverer of the Pole. The father of
Peary was not bothered about polar
discovery. The building of "shook
shops" and the manufacture and ship-
ment of shook and staves to many
distant points was his life work.
Maine afforded ample opportunity for
the lumber industry with Its vast tim-
ber acreage, but for some reason the
elder Peary thought Cambria county,
Pa., also a virgin wooded land, better
suited for his purpose, so he located
at a point now generally admitted to
be on the outskirts of Cresson.
Peary's naval career sheds an Inter-
esting light on the question of in-
herited traits and predilections. The
elder Peary, an Englishman, trans-
planted to Maine, came from forbears
who loved the sea. For some reason
he did not share this fondness for the
bounding wave and deliberately left
the shore line for a life far in the In-
terior, away from even inland lakes.
But after his father's death Robert
E. Peary, then a little boy, was taken
back to Maine by his mother, and as a
result of his life on the coast and his
education the youngster instinctively
went back to the life of his ancestors.
The whaling industry from New Eng-
House Supposed to Be on Site of
Peary's Birthplace and to Include
Part of the Old Home.
land ports, the coming and going of
clipper ships, laden with Maine lum-
ber and many other products, by sug-
gestion and appeal aroused in the
youth love of the sea and its adven-
tures. Leut. Peary's distinct ambi-
tion to discover the pole is known to
have been born in him as a result of
the Greeley expedition and its relief.
He was then a young officer In the
navy, as were a number of those
prominent In the work of exploration
at that time, and hence the glory
which now shines upon the water arm
of Uncle Sam's military service by
reflection.
It Is strange how soon we are for-
gotten. People who knew Lieut.
Peary's father are not now certain of
his Christian name. Charles H.
Peary of Chest Springs, a cousin of
the explorer and who spells his name
Perry, calls the lieutenant's father
Charles Peary. Ex-Judge A. V. Bark-
er of Ebensburg Is certain his name
was George. It has been suggested
that perhaps his name was George
Charles Peary. However that may
be, Mr, and Mrs. Peary on coming into
this county located In the woods near
what is now Cresson, where Peary
established a shook shop. A house
standing on the turn of the road from
Cresson to Loretto, about 100 yards
from the town, is now generally ac-
cepted by the people of the county as
occupying part of the site of the orig-
inal Peary home, and is said to actu-
ally include a fragment of the old
building.
It was In that house that Robert E.
Peary was born, and there, two or
three years later, his father died.
Frank O'Hara. an old farmer living in
Munster township, recalls Peary's
birth clearly and tells a story, of the
elder Peary sending a messenger in a
conveyance to a point some distance
away to fetch a physician. 'Kill the
horse If you have to," Mr. Peary is al-
leged to have said to the driver, "but
get the doctor here in a hurry." And
it's another reminiscence of O'Hara
that the elder Peary, who died at Gal-
lltlzln, was buried amid a blizzard,
"That was like the north pole itself,"
says the aged Minister man. Peary
was buried at Cape Elizabeth, Me.
The only basis for the claim that
Peary was born at Chest Springs is
the residence there ol his cousin.
Charles H. Peary's father. James
Peary, came from Maine about the
same time as George Peary did, but,
Inptead of locating at Cresson, settled
at Chest Springs and there his chil-
dren have resided ever since.
George Peary, fortunately, left
enough of an estate to make it possi-
ble for Mrs. Peary to educate her son
thoroughly and he Anally found his
way to the Naval academy.
Many Unknown Regions.
On any map of the entire world it
Is Impossible to Indicate all the un
known regions, since many of them
are comparatively small. A map
showing every section of the earth's
surface as yet unmapped would be
dotted with thousands of such area*.
DELICACY OUT OF SEASON
EASY
Farmer Absolutely Unable to Under-
stand the Possibility of
Ice in July.
We are bo accustomed to having
things "out of season," and especially
to the cutting and storing of Ice for
use in the summer, that it is hard to
put ourselves in the place of the sim-
ple old farmer told of by a writer in
the Toledo Blade.
In the summer of 1900 a party of
surveyors was working through the
state of Arkansas, surveying and lo-
cating the Midland Valley road. One
day the surveying corps stopped at a
farmhouse and shouted for the farmer.
The Arkansan came out, and the
surveyors asked him if they could get
a dtink.
"Certainly, boys," he said. "I'll give
you the best I've got, and the best I've
got is buttermilk."
"That will be fine," the surveyors
said, and the old farmer gave each ol
Vhe gang a glass of buttermilk.
"It's mighty good," said one of the
surveyors to McLoud.
"Yes, indeed," McLoud replied, "but
it would be better If we had some ice
to put in it."
Turning to the farmer, McLoud
said, "Have you any ice?"
"Ice!" shouted the farmer, tugging
at his whiskers. "Ice! Who ever
heard of ice in July?"—Youth's Com-
panion. *
TOTAL LOSS OF HAIR.
Seemed Imminent—Scalp Was Very
Scaly and Hair Came Out by Hand-
fuls—Scalp Now Clear and
New Hair Grown by Cuticura,
"About two years ago I was troubled
with my head being scaly. Shortly
after that I had an attack of typhoid
fever and I was out of the hospital
possibly two months when I first no-
ticed the loss of hair, my scalp being
still scaly. I started to use dandruff
cures to no effect whatever. I had
actually lost hope of saving any hair
at all. I could brush It off my coat
by the handful. I was afraid to comb
It. But after using two cakes of Cuti-
cura Soap and nearly a box of Cuti-
cura Ointment, the change was sur-
prising. My scalp is now clear and
healthy as could be and my hair thick-
er than ever, whereas I had my mind
made up to be bald. W. F. Steese, 6812
Broad St., Pittsburg, Penn., May 7 and
21, 1908."
Potter Drug St Chem. Corp., Sole Props., Boston.
Death from Sting of Poisonous Flies.
Three persons died recently at
Marseilles after having been stung by
poisonous flies. Several streets are
infested by the insects, which are
said to have been brought to Mar-
seilles in a cargo of South American
wool.—Echo de Paris.
Conclusive.
Mother—Tommy, why don't you
play with Frank any more? I thought
you were such good chums.
Tommy—We was, but he's a molly-
coddle! He paid to get inter ther
ball grounds.
A Rare Good Thing.
"Am using Allen's Foot-Ease, and can
truly say I would not have been without
it so long, had I known the relief it would
give my aching feet. I think it a rare good
thing for anyone having sore or tired feet.
—Mrs. Matilda Holtwert. Providence, R.
I." Sold by all Druggists, 25c. Ask to-day.
Wholesale and Retail.
"What business did you say Miss
Gaddie was In?"
"Oh, she's In everybody's business."
"Wholesale, eh?"
"Yes, except when it comes to a bit
of scandal. She retails that."
Don't think Wrigley's Spearmint Is
only good for Indigestion. It gives you
an appetite besides.
A young widow can make a man be-
lieve he is making love to her, when
in reality she is making love to him.
BE ,11'ST TO YOIKMIF
and kf rp w«ll If possible. Check that rough with
tho harmless and efficient remedy, A Urn s I.uug
Balftaui. All drugKlnts,2&c,fiQc and ll.OU bottles.
The girl who is quick to find fault
is very apt to get left at the post In
the matrimonial race.
tiny granules, easy to take as candy.
The silent man is more to be feared
than the garrulous chap.
Mrs. Henpeck—Did you ever hear of
anything worse than a man who
who smokes in the house?
Mr. Henpeck—Yes. A smoking lamp.
Ask me another!
Rough on Rats, unbeatableexteiminator
Rough ou Hen Lice, Nest Powder, 25c.
Rough on Bedbugs,Powder or Liq'd.25c.
Rough on Fleas, Powder or Liquid, 24c.
Rough on Roaches, Pow'd,15c.,Liq'd,25c.
Rough on Moth and Ants, Powder, 25c.
Rough on Skeeters, agreeable to use, 25c.
E. S. Wells, Chemist, Jersey City, N. J.
Secret of Happiness.
I have lived to know that the great
secret of human happiness is this:
Never suffer your energies to stag-
nate. The old adage of "too many
irons in the fire" conveys an untruth
—you cannot have too many—poker,
tongs and all—keep them going.—
Adam Clark.
Quaker Oats
is the
perfectly balanced
human food
China for your table in the Family SU«
Packages
ROLL IT UNDER
YOUR TONGUE!
The flavor lasis! You caitt
chew it oui-ihe delicious
juice of real crushed mini
leaVes. Fine for ieeih!
Fine for digestion!
jwRICLEV'S
IE2ZEZZB
PEPSIN CHIM HA*
Look for the spear
9I8J
Any dealer offer-
ing substitutes when Ala-
bastine is called for, either
is not posted or is trying
to deceive you for his
own personal gain.
A1 aba stinejV
"" %
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Many who used to smoke 10c cigars arc now
smoking Lewis' Single Hinder straight 5c.
Some people assume that hearing is J
just as good as seeing.
Try it.
In this event,
remember the
Red Cross and
you are boss;
forget it and
you are lost.
All dealers
Food
Products
RECEIVED THE ONLY
Grand Prize
i HIGHEST AWARDS)
At the Alaska-Yukon-Pacific Exposition
AGAINST ALL COMPETITORS ON
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SALAD OHESSINC CONDENSED MILK EVAPORATED MILK CALIFORNIA FJtUITS^
CANNED MEATS
CORNED BEEF SLICED DRIED BEEF OX TONGUE VEAL LOAF
HAM LOAF VI4NNA SAUSAGE
WHERE QUALITY COUNTS WE LEAD
Your Grocer Has Them—Insist on Getting libby's
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