The Manchester Journal. (Manchester, Okla.), Vol. 25, No. 11, Ed. 1 Friday, August 10, 1917 Page: 4 of 8
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The MANCHESTER JOURNAL
E A Wood, Editor and Owner
Entered at the Post Office, Manches-
ter, Okie as second class mail matter.
•150 per year Invariably In advance.
The Town Mouse and the
Country Mouse.
A Country Mouse, a plain, sens-
ible sort of fellow was once visited
by a former companion of his, who
lived in a neighboring city: The
Country Mouse put before his
friend, some fine peas, some choice
bacon and a bit of rare old Stilton,
and called upon him to eat hearti-
ly of the good cheer. The City
Mouse nibbled a little here and
there in a dainty mannner, wonder-
ing at the pleasure his host took in
such coarse and ordinary fare. In
the after-dinner chat the Town
Mouse said to the Country Mouse,
‘ Really, my good friend, that you
can keep in such spirits in this dis-
mal, dead-and-alive kind of a place
surprises me altogether. You see
here no life, no gayety, no society
iu 3bort, but go on and od, in a
dull humdrum sort of a way, from
one year’s end to another. Come
now with me, this very night, and
see with your own eyes ^iat a life
1 lead.” The Country Mouse con-
sented, and as soon as it fell dark,
off they started for the city, where
they arrived just as a splendid sup-
per, given by the master of the
house where our town friend lived,
was over and the guests had de-
parted. The City Mouse soon got
together a heap of dainties on a
corner of the handsome Turkey
carpet. The Country Mouse, who
had never even heard the names of
half the meats set before him, was
hesitating where he should begin
when the room-door creaked, open-
ed, and in entered a servant with
a light. The companions ran off,
but everything soon being quiet
again, they returned to their re-
past, when once more the door
opened, and the son of the master
of the house came in with a great
bounce, followed by his little Terri-
er, who ran sniffing to the very
spot where our friends had just
been. The City Mouse was by that
time safe in his hole—which by the
way. he bad not been thoughtful
enough to show to his friend, who
could find no better shelter than af-
foreed by a sofa, behihd which he
waited in fear and trembling till
quietness was again restored. The
City Mouse then called upon him to
resume his supper, but the Country
Mouse said, “No, no; I shall be off
fast as 1 can. I would rather have
a crust with peace and quietne.-s
than all your fine things in the
midst of such alarm and frights as
these.”
“Better beans and bacon in peace,
than cakes aud ale in fear." Aesop.
sight some submarines we’ll shoot
them all to smithereens.
Then follow us, in mind, to France
and watch us kick the Kaiser’s pants
and drive him off from Belgian soil,
and all his pretty projects spoil, If
we have got to leave our mas, our
sweethearts, brothers, sisters, pas and
sail across theragirg foam, we’ll make
'em wish we'd sta; • At home |
And so we pledge you, honor bright
In France or Belgium where we tight,
though we don’t like to. If we must,
we’ll make some German’s bite the
dust. And every place we go around
we’ll boost for home and native town
and you can bet where ere we go,
they’ll know we hailed from Buffalo.
Stolen Wisdom
How void of reason are our hopes
and fears.
Not to have hope is the poorest
of all conditions.
An hour in the morning is worth
two in the evening.
Better one’s house be little one
day than too big all the year after.
Cultivate a cheerful disposition.
A grouchy person gets nowhere
with nobody.
There is some virtue in almost
every vice except hypocrisy.
An idle brain is the devil’s work-
shop.
When I did well I heard it never;
when I did ill I heard it ever.
I cannot spin and weave at the
same time.
Don’t spare at the spiggot and
let it run out at the bung-hole.
The insolence of the aggressor is
is usually proportioned to the tame-
ness of the sufferer.
Better lose a jest than to lose a
a friend.
Jests like sweetmeats often have
sour sauce.
A joy which w3 cannot share
with others is only ‘half enjoyed.
’Tis with our judgements as with
our watches;
None go just alike yet each be-
lieves his own.
Every man loves justice at an-
other man’s expense; noboby cares
for it at his own.
Keep a thing seven years and
you will find a use for it.
Tfo'f-{oTdr Ylm, an?' that' evening Ee
came back and managed to secure an
Interview with her.
When the artist had got out about
all he wanted to say, the young lady
replied that she would think It over.
Just now she had a can of beans
warming over a gas Jet, and she was
afraid they might burn. Great heav-
ens—beans and beauty! The artist
seized his hat and made his escape.
His artistic soul was horrified. He
went to his studio in the blackest de-
spair, and he did not recover for three
days. Then he said to himself:
“The Idea of a beautiful creature
like that eating beans warmed up In
the can! She probably scooped them
out with a spoon and beans were prob-
nbly all she had that night for dinner.
Do beans and beauty go together?
Never! Hold on, though. Will the
public ever know that she was a bean-
eater? Can’t a young lady, even if
she be good-looking, eat what she
pleases for dinner? If she prefers a
can of beans In her own room to a
champagne supper at some high-toned
restaurant, should that be laid up
against her?”
In a week, Mr. Temple’s artistic soul
had recovered from the jolt, and he re-
turned to the beautiful face. He was
welcomed with a smile, and this time
the young woman said:
“I must eat when I can, as I am em-
ployed and am very busy. Won’t you
sit down with me and have some sau-
sages and sauerkraut and a few
crackers? Sorry I can’t make a better
spread, but you are very welcome to
what I have."
The artist then sprang up to go. He
intended to make a mad rush down-
stairs, but he changed his mind, and
that dinner tasted good to him. The
young lady’s face looked even hand-
somer as she bit her slice of sausage
than it did when at rest. When he
went away, he was half convinced that
one could be sptrltuelle and yet have
a good appetite for sausage and sauer-
kraut.
Mr. Temple paid three or four more
calls before he began sketching that
Ideal face. He was no longer horrified.
He finally got that face on the canvas,
but it required many trips to the
rooming house, and he generally found
beans or sausages awaiting him. The
charming young lady was the first to
see her portrait. She kindly told Mr.
Temple that he was fooling away his
time. There was work for him In.this
ishcu « on his cTeslc.'
Miss Betty Baxter entered the room,
and instantly the sun seemed tp shine
more brightly. In direct defiance of the
rules of business etiquette, Betty wore*
a white dress, with frills at the cuffs
and Ince at the neck. Her golden hair
was drawn hack, but not because Bettj
had any desire to appear businesslike.
It happened to be the style most be-
coming to her. She wore white silk
stockings and white kid pumps; and
when Mr. Francis Vreeland’s eyes
rested upon her. his heart beat a lively
tattoo beneath his manly bosom.
The head of the firm of Vreeland &
Co. was really too young to direct
the fortunes of so prosperous a con-
cern. He was twenty-eight, to be ex-
act, and If the business had not been
inherited from n hard-working father,
he would probably have been Inboring
his heart away In a downtown office
for a salary of something like thirty
dollars a week. But Francis, as his
many friends called him, was one of
those men who have greatness thrust
upon them; nnd so he was the big boss
In a big firm, with an income of some-
thing like thirty thousand dollars a
year.
And Betty Baxter was pretty, a good
dancer, an excellent tennis player and
a swimmer of more than local renown.
But she was a poor stenographer.
The fact that Betty even attempted
stenography Is a story In itself. Two
yenrs before the Baxters and the Yree-
lands had lived side by side in one of
New Jersey’s most exclusive suburbs.
Betty drove her own car to meet her
father at the railroad station, and In
the evening Mr. Baxter and Mr. Yree-
land, Sr., sat on the porch of the Bax-
ter home and discussed stocks nnd
bonds, while Miss Baxter and Mr.
Vreeland, Jr., wandered off around the
corner.
And then something had happened
which swept away the Baxter fortune
ns If It had been a mere chicken house
In the path of the Johnstown flood,
leaving the father crushed and pur-
poseless and the daughter stunned with
the realization of sudden poverty.
Francis had asked her to marry him
then.
“You are only asking me out of
pity,” she had said. “I—I must find
something to do."
So she had gone to a business school
which promised to teach In three
months what other schools teach in a
year, nnd. having been duly graduated,
Heroic Books
Life Is not habitually seen from any
common platform so truly and unexug-
gerateilly as In the light of literature.
Books, not which afford us a cowering
enjoyment, but In which each thought
is of unusual daring; such as an idle
man cannot read, and a timid one
would not be entertained by, which
even make us dangerous to existing In-
stitutions—such I call good books.
The heroic books, even if print-
ed In the character of our mother
tongue, will always be In a language
dead to degenerate times; and we must
laboriously seek the meaning of each
word and line, conjecturing a larger
sense than common use permits out of
what wisdom and valor and gener-
osity we have.—Thoreau.
FOR SAl.E;-One mare three years
; old, and a horse about five years
(old, will be sold cheap Frank Feist,
Manchester, Oklahoma 11 It-
WANTED—Five hundred bush-
els No. 2, or better, hard wheat
for milling purposes. Will pay
highest market price.—The Man-
chester Mill & Elevator Co. 7-tf
Appreciates Journal
Funeral directing and embalming
given special attention. I have, a lady
assistant, to help In the care of women
and children Calls answered day or
night Motor or horse drawn hearse
for which I make a Hit charge of ten
dollars and deliver rough box to your
cemetery free of charge.
H T. SMITH. Waklta, Oltla. 28tf
Bunavista, Texas, Aug , 1, 1917.
Editor Manchester Journal;-As 1
have had notice that my subscription
has expired, 1 enclose check for ex
tension of another year. It Is too
much like giving up your best friend
to give up the Journal. It is raining
a fine shower to day. Have had about
an inch and a half rain since night be-
fore last Thanking you In advance,
I remain
Mrs. IT G. Walker.
FOR SALE—My residence proper-
ty in Manchester, consisting of an
eight room house, cistern, etc. All
in good conditon; will sell cheap if
taken soon. Address, H. W. Reed,
Renfrow, Okla. 9 2t p
OREGON & CALIFONIA RAIL
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Legal fight over laud at last ended
Title revested In United States Land,
by act of Congress, ordered to be op
ened under homestead laws for settle-
ment and sale. Two million three
hundred thousand acres. Containing
some of the best Timber and Agricul-
tural lands left In United Slates
Large Copyrighted Map showing
land by townships and sections; laws
covering same and description of soli,
climate, rainfall, elevations, temper-
ature, etc., postpaid 81.00, Write to
Grant Lands Locating Co.,
8 t f. Portland, Oregon
• P.H. ALBRIGHT & Co |
1 Farm Loans aryd SB
Abstracts ■
Medford, Okla- \
s J. W. Mallory, Local Ag't. j
..J. B. DRENNAN.
LAWYER
Medford, Oklahoma
REPAIRING
Coal Is Scarce
THAT IDEAL FACE
By C. B. LEWIS.
There is just as much necessity for early buying here in Manches
ter as there is in the la rger cities. Next winter the price will be
a secondary consideration. The big question will be whether
enough coal can beobti ned to go around. Householders who are
financially able should put In their coal now, so there will be
enough for all in December and January. Do not be deceived by
misleading statements. Responsible officials of the federal govern-
ment have approved the maximum prices as fair and just under
existing conditions
When you have any watch
or jeweiry repairing that you
want done right, leave it at
Madden-Feely drug store. All
work guaranteed by
F. W. Olmstead
j. W. SMITH
Law,Real Estate, Loans, In-
surance and Collections
Manchester, Okla. ■
If you do not heed this warning
don’t blame us next winter.
Mines are now charging less than the maiimums suggested by the
the government. They will, of course, get maximum prices later.
The Journal below produces a
poem from the Buffalo, (Kan.,)
Blade, which was written by C. C.
Wilmore and read by him at a fare-
well reception, given to the depart-
ing soldier boys of that city, a
couple of weeks ago. It is worthy
of perusal.
Goodbye, dear friends, but don’t
you fret, for we’ve not gone to Europe
yet: and maybe we won’t have to go
to take arms against the foe.
It may be when the Germans see.
our boys already over sea: and when
they’ve had a chance to test, their
marksmanship and find it best; they’ll
•,ee their cakes already dough and we
may not be called to go.
It may be when the conflict comes,
aud yankee boys are throwing bombs,
aud dropping down from out the
clouds the stuff that makes them
need their shrouds; thus stiffening up
i he spiDal chords of French Monsleurs
and English Lords. They’ll see its
time to call a halt and give their time
to beer and malt.
Who knows that but a single shout,
of our first troops may put to rout the
whole blamed mob and batter In the
fort’ficatlons of Berlin. If they have
any wisdom left, unless of sense
they’re quiet bereft; when Uncle
Sam’s contingent one, comes on the
scene they’ll turn and run.
If such as this should shortly be,
’twould till our hearts with ecstacy.
For, though we do not fear the foe,
we’d rather stay at home than go
But if we have to make the trip, we’ll
get aboard a transport ship; and all
the way we’ll read the signs and try
to steer around the mipes and it we
Franklin Temple was a young artist.
He had been an artist ever since lie
could make pictures on the school-
house walls and sidewalks. He might
never have amounted to much as an
artist if his grandmother hadn’t en-
couraged him. He made a sketch of
her when fifteen years old. and it was
so lifelike and it so pleased her that
when she died a few years later she
left him a legacy of $10,000 and a
request that he use part of the money
to make himself famous with the
brush.
Young Mr. Temple started out In
great earnestness to become a portrait
painter. He attended classes; he took
lessons of different teachers; he at-
tended academies of art. They openTy
found fault with his drawings and col-
ors, and a famous painter told him
that he didn’t know enough about art
to paint a cow’s leg. He finally set up
a studio and branched out for him-
self. He secured a few patrons, but
they never returned a second time nor
spoke well of his abilities. They got
their portraits framed and hung them
In the woodshed or some other safe
place.
Young Mr. Temple felt that he had a
great career before him. All that was
needed was to paint one great picture.
What he wanted was to find an Ideal
face of a female, of course, and then
paint a rose alongside of It and call
It “The June Rose.” He rode and
walked miles and miles In the city, al-
ways staring about him for that Ideal
face. He could find the rose alright,
but when it came to the face he had
lots of trouble. It seemed to him that
nature made no perfect faces, and It
must be a perfect face or the picture
would not bring him fame.
Patience and perseverance will al-
ways win. One day, as Mr. Temple
was buying some cheese and crackers
in a delicatessen store to make his
studio lunch on, the long-sought-for
face entered the place. He realized
In a moment that he stood on the
threshold of fame. He scanned the
face for an Imperfection, but found
none. He went out and stood by the
door while the young woman made
some purchases. When she came out
he followed her five blocks to what
seemed a rooming house. After she
had passed In he handed the Janitor a
quarYor.Aod aaked beg name- The Jan-
Buy Your Coal Now
We Have
McAlester Lump
Ask us for prices
Rockval e lump from our bins
during August will be §9.50
Rockvale nut 8.50
I f we have cars on the track in Aug.,
th* price will he aOc less per ton than
above.
Do Your Trading With us. W e Promise To Treat You Right
BADGER LUMBER COMPANY
.1. R. HILTON...
painter and decorator
l sell the famous
Alfred Peat Prize
WALL PAPER!
"Let me order your paint
Honest Work—Honest Prices.
J. W. MALLORY
at Citizens State Bank, will re-
ceive all watch and jewelry re-
pairing left with him, and give
prompt and careful attention.
All work returned to him for
collection charges. All work
guaranteed,
F. E. PIRTLE & C0„
Jewelers and Music Dealers.
ANTHONY. KANSAS
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F. N. ROOD, Manager
Manchester, Oklahoma
world, but it was not work at portrait
painting. He had best change his oc-
cupation before he grew any older.
Mr. Temple was crushed), and huralli
ated, and he returned to his studio
with tears in his eyes. He was hardly
seen for the next three days. Thep he
was noticed talking very earnestly
with a builder and contractor. That
evening he made his appearance at
the room of his friend and quietly
said:
“Honore, I have given up portrait
painting and have contracted to paint
all the buildings which a large con-
tractor is to build In the next three
years. I guess that is where I ought |
to have begun. Will you be my wife
and set up housekeeping with ine?
And she said she would, and'did.
ossa
A. L. Hamilton
Physician and Surgeon
Office over Citizens Bank.
Trips to country by Automobile
MANCHESTER LODOK NO 211
ijjY A. F. Ei A. M,
meets 1st *ad Srrl Thursday
nights In eacn month.
(Copyright, 1917. by the McClure Newsy*.
per Syndicate.)
TAKING DICTATION
:
By EARL REEQ SILVERS.
Mr. Francis Vreeland, head of the
firm of Vreeland & Co., guzed frown-
ingly at the typed letter he held, und
decided that It was a failure. Under
ordinary circumstances. Mr. Vreeland
would have wrathfully summoned his
stenographer, demanded to know what
business agency had the audacity to
thrust such an example of Inefficiency
upon Vreeland & Co., and then would
have told the aforesaid example, kind-
ly but firmly, that her services were no
longer required.
Jiut Mr. Vreeland did nothing of the
kind. Instead, he set himself before
his own glittering machine, Inserted
one of the firm’s letterheads, and
copied the letter he had dictated but
an hour before, The changes having
beeq (pa.ge, J# signet) bis name and
she was given a position In a Wall
street office. The next day she was dis-
charged. In the evening of that same
day. Francis decided that his business
had grown so much that he needed a
personal stenographer, and Betty ac-
cepted the position.
And so she was rather surprised
when Mr. Francis Vreeland. having re-
typed her latest letter, frowned threat-
eningly upon her as she took her ac-
customed place beside his desk.
“Betty,” he said, after a long wait,
“do you like your work?"
“Of course I do,” she answered.
“Why?"
"Why are you putting me through
the third degree?” she asked.
“1 just want some Information.”
Francis leaned forward and tapped on
ho desk with his pencil. "How would
you like to have another Job?”
"Do you menn that I haven't dona
satisfactory work here?"
"Yes.”
Francis spoke rather severely, and
the girl before him did not see the
twinkle which lay half hidden In his
eyes. She caught her breath sharply.
"I'll go now,” she said simply.
“No, wait a minute.” Francis held up
his hand. "Let’s be perfectly frank,
Betty," he continued. “As a stenog-
rapher you’re a mighty pretty girl, but
as a mighty pretty girl you’re a failure
as a stenographer. You weren't meant
to take dictation, were you, dear?"
"No,” she answered, "I'm not used
to it.”
"Well” Francis continued, “from
now on you’re going to have a new job.
Beginning today I want you to dictate
to roe.”
(Copyright, 1917. by the McClure Newspa
p#»r syndicate.)
E. H. BREEDEN
LAWYER
WeR®r Bui,din9
MEDFORD, OKLA-
O. T 1‘KICE. W, M. . N. W. PATTON Sec
MANCHESTER LODGE
No. 91. I. O. 0. F.
Meets every Tuesday
night In Odd Fellow*
hall Visiting brother*
always welcome.
D. Savely. N. 0., J- J- Warnock, Sec.
A. W. LINN
CONTRACTOR AND BUILDER
ESTIMATES CHEERFULLY
FURNISHED
Manchester, • Oklahoma.
CHAS. VANCE
PHOTOGRAPHS
of Quality
Wakita, - Okla.
^ H. W. RENEAU, Pkkb. SAM L. SMITH Vick Pkbs.
J. W. MALLORY, Cashibu. ^
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+ Jones Saved $50—
^ JONES owed a bill of $50. He gave his check
for the amount. The man he owed the bill too
failed to give him credit and the next month pre-
sented Jones the bill for $50. "I have paid that
bill," said Jones, “and there is the check endorsed
by you," That settled it.
Carl Peterson has moved on a farm
near Waldron aud has ordered tie
Journal changed to the new address.
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Smith Lost $50—
SMITH owed a bill of $50 and paid in cash. A
month later he was presented with the same bill,
and though he was certain he had paid it, he had
no proof and paid again.
Be like JONES and pay your bills by CHECKS on our
bank, and you will never have to pay your bills twice
THE CITIZENS STATE BANK
Manchester, -o- Oklahoma
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