Luther Register. (Luther, Okla.), Vol. 23, No. 34, Ed. 1 Friday, March 23, 1923 Page: 3 of 8
The following text was automatically extracted from the image on this page using optical character recognition software:
OUR FAMILY STORY PAGE
Copyright 1923 by Sidney Qowtnf
SYNOPSIS.—Disliking the pros-
pect of a month's visit to her aus-
tere aunt, Lady Erythea Lambe,
at Jervaulx abbey, and her cousin,
Alexander Lambe, Almee, vivacious
daughter of the Very Reverend
Viscount Scroope, meets a young
man who laughingly Introduces
himself as ••Billy,” American. The
two ride on his motorcycle, the
"Klylng Sphinx," and part. With
Georgina Berners, her cousin, Almee
sets out for Jervaulx. She forces
Georgina to Impersonate her at
Jervaulx, and she goes on a holi-
day. Almee again meets Billy. He
tells her his name is Spencer, and
she gives hers as Amy Snookes, at
m....... ' >b.”
present "out of a Job.” Billy offers
to take her Into partnership In sell-
ing the Sphinx. In a spirit of mad-
cap adventure, she accepts. The
two proceed to the town of Stan-
hoe, taking separate lodgings in
Ivy cottage. While Almee is se-
cretly visiting Georgina at Jer-
iulx, the place Is burglarized, and
the famous Lambe emeralds are
stolen. Almee escapes. Pollen de-
cide the thieves are "Jack the
Climber" and "Calamity Kate."
who travel on a motorcycle. Billy,
who has shadowed Almee to Jer-
vaulx, follows the thieves. He Is
knocked out, but emerges from the
fight with the Lambe emeralds.
He meets Aimee. with the police
In pursuit. In a secure hiding place,
a cave among the crag pits, Aimee
tells him the whole story. He urges
her that she make a frank confes-
sion to her father, but on reflec-
tion both realize Almee’s good
name has been compromised. As-
suring Almee he has a plan to save
her. Billy leaves her In the cave
and, proceeding to Jervaulx. re-
stores the emeralds to the astound-
ed Lady Erythea. Billy tells a
story that satisfies the police, re-
fuses a reward and accepts a
chauffeur’s Job from I,ady Erythea.
Almee gets the place of parlor
maid at Jervaulx.
You’ll give the whole show away!”
‘ilouk! Honk! Ilonk I” said Georg*
“Ladles,” he said gravely, “Miss
Amy Snooks. Late of Scroope Tow-
ers.” And look Ids leave.
Almee said “good-evening” shyly,
and seated herself. It occurred to her
that she had never seen so many plain
women gathered at one table. With
the exception of the cook, they were
all angular and scraggy. Pulling her-
self together with an effort, Almee
took a generous mouthful from a slice
of thick bread and butter. The fewer
words the better, until she knew her
ground. She seemed to detect an air
of faint hostility In the others.
“What’s the feedln’ like at Scroope?"
asked an elderly housemaid opposite
her. In a hollow voice.
“They fare pretty good.” said Almee
with her mouth full of bread and but-
ter, “hut the place Is dull. I been at
home some time."
“You won’t he ’ere long.” said the
pageboy regretfully, neglecting his tea
to stare at her.
Why not?’ said Almee with some
“You’re n sight too good-lookin’," re-
plied the page gloomily.
Albert!” said the cook with aus-
terity, "pass this cup o’ tea ah’ don’t
talk rubbish I”
Almee took refuge behind her stone-
ware teacup. She was aware of n
crossfire of glances, so sour and side-
long, that the very milk seemed to
curdle in sympathy.
The morning sun. full of the prom-
'se of a fair day, shone through the
windows of the long drawing room.
Aimee, In n snow-white cap and apron,
was wielding a feather brush among
priceless knick-knacks. Her manner
of dusting was desultory.
“I wonder how long I can stick It?”
she murmured In despondent tones. A
Watteau shepherdess escaped destruc-
tion by a miracle.
In all my life I never saw such a
lot of frumps. And the taste It leaves
In one’s mouth—It’s awful. It’s all
very well sitting tight and saying
nothing I shall break out—I know I
shall, unless I can see Hilly siton."
She observed a large photograph of
the Rev. and Hon. Alexander Lambe,
In an ornate sliver frame, standing on
a table. AIukh* recognized the por-
trait. and llicked at It viciously with
the feather brush. She miscalculated,
the portrait crashed on to the floor!
When she picked It up the glass was
"That’s torn It. All breakages come
off my wages. I wish It had been his
At that moment Miss Georgina Ber-
ners entered by one of the French win-
dows. She was aware of a slimmer and
more youthful figure than any she had
yet seen in the household. Georgina
made a point of always being civil to
tier hostess’ servants.
“Are you the new parlor tnaldT” she
Almee turned and faced her.
“Hullo, Oeorgle!" she exclaimed.
Georgina, during the Inst three days,
had suffered more than any placid soul
should he called upon to endure. She
stared wildly for a moment at the slim
form In the cap and apron. Georgina
had arrived at the breaking-point. She
collapsed backwards Into an arm-
chair; a series of shrill whoops came
from her; her hands heat the air.
“Georgina!” cried her cousin In a
panic. “For pity’s sake don't do that.
Almee .had once heard n physician
declare that sympathy and kindness
merely made hysterics worse. It was
time to change the treatment. She
grabbed her cousin by the shoulders.
“Shut up that beastly row!" said
Almee fiercely, shaking her till her
teeth rattled. "Stop It! Do you want
to get me handcuffed and put in the
Georgina gasped; choked, and sat
up. She clung to her cousin desper-
"I will be quiet I will," she said
faintly. "Wh-wha-what does It mean,
“Try to behave like a reasonable be-
ing. and I’ll tell you.”
“Yes, yes! I'm better now, dear.”
Ahnee inspected her and, judging
the danger to he past, kissed her af-
fectionately. After a cautious glance
at the windows she proceeded, 98 Billy
would have phrased it, to put her
Georgina, having heard’ her to the
end, pressed both hands pathetically
to the sides of her head.
“And—you’re living In the servants’
hall?” she said feebly.
“It’s no catch, I can tell you,
Georgle. Hut one mustn’t grumble.
Hilly’s living at the garage—In a green
uniform with brass buttons.”
“Thnt—that extraordinarily good-
looking young chauffeur?” said Georg-
ina, staring at her. “'Then he Is—’’
"Now don’t get sentimental,” said
Almee wnrnlngly. “Yes, he is not bad-
looking, Is he? Hilly’s great. If It
hadn’t been for him—" she checked
herself. “Don’t you see what an ex-
cellent arrangement it Is, my being
here—In spite of the little draw-
Georgina gave a sigh—positively of
“It’s better than having you wan-
dering about the country, getting Into
all sorts of horrible scrapes. It will
have to come out soon, and then Lady
“Yes, yes. Never mind Aunt. What
I want you to do, Georgle, is this—oh.
Almee seized her brush and, darting
to the sideboard, began dusting busily.
A step was heard on the grnvel, and
Mr. Alexander Lambe entered by the
“Cousin Almee, you are looking
pale," he said In tones of concern. “It
Is delightful out of doors, the air Is
so balmy. Shall we—er—take a little
walk In the rose—”
Alexander stopped short, and his
features froze. II** had caught sight
Aimee Flourished the Feather Brush
In His Face.
of Aimee'u face, with the light full
upon It, reflected In the mirror before
her. He stared for a moment with
ho Is this?’’ he said shnrply, step-
ping towards her. There was menure
In his voice. “Who nre you?"
Almee, preparing to meet her ilea
tiny, turned composedly nnd fared
him. She dropped him u small curtsey
"Please sir, the parlor muld." she
Mr. Lhmho's eyes were nearly start-
ing out of his head.
"Parlor maid? You?" he said stern
ly. “You are the woman who drove
that motorcycle. I could vouch for
you anywhere. You are"—he shot the
words out With extraordinary ve-
hemence—“you are that abandoned
creature. Calamity Kate! You are the
woman who knocked me down !"
With unexpected agility he sprang
forward and seized Almee by the
wrist. And with equal deftness she
wrenched herself free.
“Am I?" she said fiercely. "Then
keep your hands ofT me. or I'll do It
again. Do you hear me?"
Almee. thoroughly roused, flourished
the feather brush In his fare. Mr.
Lambe started back, a little pale. He
placed his thumb oil the bell-push.
"Almee," he said sharply, "go out—
go out quickly I I will deal with her."
“What are you going to do?" gasped
Georgina. Instead of obeying him sin
came forward, trembling.
"Go out! I am going to give this
woman In charge!"
“In pity’s name, don't do that.
Georgina gulped, and struggled for
breath. "She—she Is your kik-klk-
Georgina dropped Into n clinlr and
began to cry. Alexander, taking his
hand from the bell, wondered If she
hud suddenly become Insane.
"Quite right," said Almee. With the
calm of despair she planted herself In
front of him, tier eyes defiant. "I am
your klk-klk-Cousln Almee. And tligt's
my cousin, Georgina Berners. 1 made
her take my place here, liecnuse I
thought it would he dull, and Dad In-
sisted on my coming. So now call the
police, Cousin Alick, nnd let's get It
It seemed to Alcxnnder thnt he had
suddenly been transported Into Bed-
lam. He stared from Aimee to the
gently sobbing Georgina. And then,
as ttie door began to open, Mr. Lambe
turned swiftly and caught the handle,
preventing the Intruder from entering.
"Did you ring, miss?" inquired Mr.
"A mistake," said Alexander, quick-
ly. "I will ring if I want you." lie
closed the door, nnd peered searchlng-
ly at Almee.
"I do not understand what this
means," he said coldly, “but It does
not seem an occasion for the Intrusion
of servants. We are alone. Will you
Almee felt a sudden relief; a twinge
almost of gratitude. She had not ex-
pected Alexander to do anything so
“I'll make It clear If I ran,” she
said, and, looking Alexander In the
face with an'angelically simple expres-
sion, she told him the tale from the
beginning, briefly, yet comprehensive-
ly. As she was speaking, Almee
watched Mr. Lamhe's face. The waves
of emotion that passed over his usu-
ally serene features made them Inter-
esting, suggesting some delicate In-
strument subjected to shocks for
which it had never been designed.
At the end he was gasping faintly, like
a stranded but still dignified fish.
"And so," concluded Almee, "you see
It's a piece of my skirt the police have
got. And it was I who tripped you
up the stnlrs. I’m sorry—Cousin."
Mr. I.amhe passed a somewhat un-
steady hand across his forehead. Me
looked at Almee, nnd t lien turned
slowly to Georgina.
“Miss Berners—” he said.
Georgina's answer was a sob. Imme-
diately Almee stepped across, raised
her from her chair and, with an arm
round her waist, faced Alexander.
“Stop! Not q word from you to
Georgina 1" she said defiantly. ‘There's
no one to blame hut me. Everything
she's done. I made her do. She want-
ed me to own up. All this, she's done
to try and save me. Genrgle's the best
thing thnt ever happened."
Alexander looked at Almee.-
"My dear Child," he said gently, "I
have only one wish and that Is to help
Almee's lips parted; she stared at
him incredulously. She saw the most
human sympathy In the clean-shaven
priestly face; the kindliest light In Ids
"Miss Berners," said Alexander,
still more gently, "will you leave me
with your cousin? I should like to
speak to tier alone. I will see
presently, If you will give me iin op-
Georgina nodded brokenly, and
moved to the window.
"Georgle,” whispered Almee quickly
ns she passed, "meet me by the little
arbor down the gardens in half an
hour—it won't he safe here—after
Ahnee and Alexander were left to-
getlier. facing ench oilier. There was
an emlmrrussed pause.
"Tell me, Cousin," said Alexander,
quietly, “why hnve you done this mad
"Well," said Almee, for onre nt n
loss, "I—you see—I was afraid of you,
Alexander." She glanced up at him
almost shyly. "I didn't want to come
to Jervaulx. I thought It would suit
Oeorgle much better than me."
Alexander’s firm lips twitched very
"I got fed up nt home," continued
Almee, desperately. "Everybody was
so solemn. They drove me to It! 1
Just did It on ttie Impulse. And then I
—things sort of huppened—I_"
She made an Impatient, hopeless
gesture with her hands.
'Oh. what's the use of tnlklng about
It? It's done, nnd here I am In tills
wretched mess. Police after me, and—
everything! You've found me out—
you can give me away. What are you
going to do?"
"There Is only one thing to do," said
Alexander, "Make a clean breast of
Almee's lips tightened.
"Come with mo to Aunt Erythea,"
said Mr. Lambe soothingly. "I will ac-
company you. I'll do everything I
can for you. There la no other way.
For I ran see,” he said, “that you have
“No,” said Almee decisively, “it is
Alexander’s eyes hern mo keener. lie
looked a little contemptuous.
“Are you u fra id?" he said. “Do you
not see that you must face the conse-
quences of this foolish thing you have
done? Once the truth is told, you
have nothing to fear from the police.”
“The police!” said Almee scornfully.
"I’m not afraid of the police. I’m
not much afraid of Aunt Erythea. It
Isn’t that at all. It’s—the other
“What other thing?”
Almee looked at him with growing
“Oh!” she said nt last, desperately,
“have I got to put It In so many
words? My staying at Ivy cottnge!
Didn’t you understand what I told
you? I was there—two nights.”
Mr. Lnmhe, to her surprise, did not
look forbidding or censorious. Instead,
he looked a little puzzled. And In
that moment Aimee conceived a liking
“Now that I hnve seen you, nnd
heard your story," he said, “I attach
no Importance to that incident, what-
“Ah," snld Almee sndly, “but other
people will, you see."
Alexander suddenly flushed crimson,
and he avoided Almee’s eye. Hut his
fare grew peculiarly grim.
“I hnve only this to say. That
man—thnt Spencer—who dared to ex-
pose you to such a situation. Is the
culprit I wish to see. He deserves—"
Almee's heel smote the floor.
“Not a word ugulnst Hilly! it’s he
who saved me, right from the begin-
ning. He begged me to let him own
up. Hut he has kept my secret, at
Ids own risk, because I wanted It
kept. He is a gentlemnn !”
Alexander winced. At that moment,
out of the tail of her eye, Almee
caught sight of a tall figure In over-
alls crossing the gravel-walk beyond
"Here he Is!” exrlahned Almee.
“Let him answer for himself, If you
wnnt to see him.”
She ran to the window and called
Mr. William Spencer looked towards
her, glanced quickly left and right to
see If the coast was clear, nnd hurried
to Join Almee. He stepped In through
“Hilly,” snld Almee. “this is my
Cousin Alexander. And he’s — he
knows all about It. It seems this Is
our finish, Billy.”
The two men turned ami faced each
Hilly nodded. He turned to Almee
with a smile.
“Don’t you worry,” he said quietly,
“the padre’s white."
Hilly disappeared with extreme sud-
denness through the window. Alexan-
der came slowly up to Almee.
“That young man,” he said, "has the
heart of a child. It is a good thing
to have. And rare, at his age. That
does not alter tin* fact that your situ
utlon Is dangerous, and even terrible.
My decision is final,” he said earnestly.
“There is hut one thing to do. The
plain, honest course. Aunt Erythea
must he told Immediately. Then you
will be safe.”
“And I repent It's Impossible," re-
turned Almee quickly. “Can’t you see?
You understand. And Georgle under-
stands. Hut there is one who will
never understand. My father. He
doesn’t belong to our time, lie'll con-
“They Must Be Told.”
Mr. Lambe’s serious eyes bad be-
come hard and penetrutlng us a pair
of crystal lenses. They gave the Im-
pression of piercing the exterior of the
man before him, und reading his mind.
Alexander looked, at that moment,
rather like an Inquisitor of Torque
“You ure Mr. William Spencer?”
said Alexander Icily.
“That's so. You don’t know me? I
guessed you wouldn’t. Hut I remem-
ber you very well, though I never con-
nected your name till nmv," said Hilly
calmly. “You were chaplain to the
Tenth Itutlands, In 1918. Came from
China to Join ’em, I heard.”
Mr. Lnrnhe wor silent.
“I was a sub in the Ninety-seventh
of the line, lying next the British
Seventieth division at Arras,” added i
Hilly. “I remember you because you
brought In six wounded who got left,
after the ruld on the pillboxes. Two
of them were ours. You got the mili-
Almee stared at Alexander In blank
"Thnt will do,” Interrupted Mr
Lnmhe impatiently. “We are not deal
Ing with the war. Do you realize.” he
snld In his grimmest tone, "the posi-
tion In which you huve placed this
Hilly looked straight nt him.
“You are Miss Scroope’g cousin,” he
said quietly, "and a parson. I guess
I'll tnke lying down, from you. any
thing you choose to suy or do. of
course I realize It. and it’s why I’m
here. I’ve been a fool, i didn't seem
to know. Hut I ought to have known.'
“Things nre so different, where 1
belong. An' they were different In
France—mighty different. Hut that’s
no excuse. I wish I’d broken my neck
before I did such a foo! thing. And
here we are In the soup. I don’t mat
ter. And you don’t matter either
parson. All’ that mailers ts Miss
Scroope. Get me?"
"Gome here," snld Alexander.
He took Billy by the arm, led him
to the window, nnd turned him so that
the sun shone full on his fare. Mr
Lnmhe looked nt Billy for some t'no
meats In silence, with a peculiar In
"Mr Spencer." snld Alexander, re
leasing him, "I will see you presently
I shall have something to say to you
For the moment, leave me with tuv
cousin. And—go quickly 1"
Aimee Seized Hia Hand# in Hers.
sldcr only nne thing—thnt his dough
tor has boon disgraced before all the
county. Her name a by-word among
the rabble. That's how he'll take it
It will simply he Dad's finish
Almee sniffed miserably.
“I never thought about It. Hut
Georgle told me what It would mean
to my fat Tier. And she’s right. You
don’t know Dad.”
Alexander had turned rather white.
He walked to the door und back, in
"It is some years since I hnve seen
your father. Rut I knew him very
well. And I believe •you are right.
This would he a heavy blow to him.
Hut—It has got to be faced.’’
“And I will not let Dad face It!”
said Almee hotly. "I don’t care, for
myself. Hut I'm not going to have
him made miserable—for all the pnr-
| sons In the country!”
I “You have no choice. You do not
suppose for a moment this thing can
he concealed and overcome!”
Almee turned to him with supreme
“Of course I do. Hilly will see it
through!” she said triumphantly.
”1 cannot countenance deceit. The
whole thing Is known to me—my po-
sltlon Is Impossible," he said. "I
should be abetting a lie."
“There’s no need for you to do any-
thing at all. Nobody wanted you b
j butt In, Alexander. The secret Is
i m,ne. not yours. Go to Aunt Krythea
! If you must!’’ said Almee bitterly.
“Oh, I’m not complaining—I can see
that you must. Only you’ll do It with
«»ut my sanction. Go to her, and tell
her all you know about me.”
Alexander groaned. For awhile he
was silent. The perspiration stood
out on his forehead. The anguish in
his face was so plain thnt even Aimee
Alexander sighed aloud.
”1 Shall keep silence.” he snld. “It
Is Impossible for me to betray a worn
Hits secret without her consent—or to
utter one word that may affect her
reputation. Hut what will corns of
“Ah!” said Almee eagerly, “you
need know nothing at all Whatever
happens. I'll keep you out of It."
“On the contrary! I Implore you,
whatever difficulty arises, to come to
me. I—I will do all I can.” He gulped.
“I want to help you, Almee.”
Almee seized his hands in hers.
“Alexander,” she cried breathlessly. '
‘I urn sorry I knocked you down!”
The next moment she hud fled
through the window.
Half an hour later Almee. a some
what furtive figure, was dodging to
nnd fro on the path near the little
arbor In the rose garden, keeping un
anxious eye on all the approaches
from the house. She was still feeling
a little confused.
“Who would ever have dreamed be
was such a good sort as that!" she
said to herself. "It's a delirious sort
of mess I’ve got them both Into. I
hope he won’t Jump on poor Georgle.
Why on earth doesn't site hurry up?
There she is—oh bother I—Alexander
Almee retreated out of sight into
Georgina came slowly along the
path, her countenance pale and down-
cast, like a recalcitrant novice who
fears the Lady Superior. Mr. Alex-
ander Lnmhe, looming through the
forest of stundurd roses, quickly over*
Georgina turned to him with fright-
“I wish to speak with you," said
Alexander with suppressed agitation.
".Shall we be seated?" He led her to
a rustic seat close against the arbor.
"It distresses me," said Mr. Lambe
earnestly, "to see, as I cannot help
seeing, the effect this has had upon
you. The shock to your sensibility,
bet me set your mind ut rest, as far
as 1 can. I hardly dare to think how
It will all end. Hut your cousin Is ns
Innocent as an Infant of any real In-
tent to deceive. She has behaved ns
inconsequent ly as a child—that Is all.
One—one must try to make allow-
ances for her. She should be still at
school. That Is what I think of her.”
"Yes,” murmured Georgina miser-
ably, "but what must you tliluk of—
“Df you!” said Mr. Lambe with
strong feeling. ”Your loyalty—your
unflinching attachment to that young
madcap, stirs my admiration. It I#
dreadful to think of what you must
hnve suffered. Purely to protect
Almee. You faced my aunt." Mr.
Latube clasped his hand and drew his
breath in sharply. “Yes. you risked
the displeasure of my aunt! And—
of course, the police. For days this
sword of Damocles has been hanging
over your blameless bead. You—you
have not been guilty of deceit. No, no!
Only of silence. I think you huve
behaved, on the whole, udmfrably.”
“Oh!” gasped Georgia faintly, hard-
ly daring to believe her eurs, "you can-
not mean It I"
“I do mean It!” exclnlmed Mr.
Lambe warmly. “Miss Renters, from
the first hour I saw you. I was con-
vinced of your—your essential good-
ness! It betrays Itself In all that you
do. Anything that Is underhand or
questionable, glides away from you—"
proclaimed Mr Lambe, with a sweep-
ing movement of his bond, “as the
turbid stream flows over the river-
bed of white marble, leaving Its pur-
ity unsullied. My admiration for you
Is greater. If that Is possible, than
Georgina's heart fluttered delight-
“I think,” continued Alexander, with
growing enthusiasm, “that you exist
to sacrifice yourself for others. Miss
Berners. You hove more than piety—
you have charity. It Is one of the
sweetest qualities in a woman."
Georgina turned to him with swim-
“Oh, Mr. Lambe!" she murmured
with delicious confusion.
Alexander answered her with a ho|-
low groan. She was startled nt the
sudden distress In his face.
"The question Is not what I think of
you,” he said bitterly, “but what you
think of me! You know the prin-
ciples I profess, and that I Impressed
on you. Out of my own mouth 1 am
condemned. I lew can you feel any-
thing lint contempt for me! I have
consented to connive at this mad esca-
pade of Almee's and uII its conse-
quences To keep silent. To—to bol-
j ster It up,” he said with u gulp. “I '
have passed my word."
Georgina’s eyes shone.
“You have doge that!" she cried
eagerly. “Why, now that you ure on
her side, she may he saved from ex-
posure after all! I think It is splen-
did of you—absolutely splendid !”
"How can you think of me, but ns
u hypocrite? You do not mean. Miss
Berners, that you feel any respect for
I me now?"
“Mr. Lnmhe. when l first knew you.
I thought you my Ideal as a church-
man. I think so more than ever.
When I was In trouble, and consulted
yOU. I seemed to find you a little hard
I I’oor Aimee had enough to bear. Hut
now,” gasped Georgina, quite carrlpd
away, "I consider your conduct noble
really noble! I admire you more
“Miss Berners,” said Alexander.
| husky with emotion, “if only you knew
what a relief it Is, that I huve not
forfeited your regard! I have onlj
known you a few days, but your kind-
ness. your sympathy—” bis band closed
almost convulsively on hers_"Miss
Berners, may I call you Aimee—I—I
A stifled, explosive sound caused Mr
Lambe to gturt violently and look
After Every Meal
Top off each meal
with a bit ol
sweet In the lorm
It satisfies the
sweet tooth and
Id Ml Dej/m
The meanest man In the world Is
the one who will do you dirt nnd
then apologize before you have lime
to tell him what you think of him.
If you have wronged another or
yonraelf. make amends.
I Sure Relief
25$ AND 75$ PACKAGES EVERYWHERE
Phyalciana advise keeping
the bowels open as a safe-
guard against Grippe or
When you are ronstipated,
not enough of Nature's
lubricating liquid is pro-
duced in the bowel to keep
the food waste soft and
moving. Doctors prescribe
Nujol because it acts like
this natural lubricant and
thus secures regular bowel
movements by Nature's own
S'ujol ts a lubricant—not ■’
In i a tt« r
ripe. Try It today.
Life is a burden when the body
is racked with pain. Everything
worries and the victim becomes
despondent and downhearted.
To bring back the sunshine take
The national remedy of Holland for over
200 years; it is an enemy of all pains re-
sulting from kidney, liver and uric acid
troubles. All druggists, three size*. *
Look for 111* nsms Gold Medal on •very
bo* and accept no imitation
Are your horses cough*
ing or running at the
nose? If so, give them “SPOHN’S.”
A valuable remedy for Coughs,
Colds, Distemper, Influenza, Pink
Eye and Worms among horses and
mules. An occasional dose “tones”
them up. Sold at all drug stores.
SPOHN MEDICAL CO. G05HEN.IND. U.S.A.
and Children. 6oc
“Snook#! You’re Aimee
Scroope! Don’t deny it!” said
(TO BE CONTI Nl ,
Thought for the Day.
One enn he loyal to hi# own convic-
tion# without being intoltrunt of an
Ask your druggist for Jr
_- Oh trolly syruf
Here’s what’s next.
This issue can be searched. Note: Results may vary based on the legibility of text within the document.
Tools / Downloads
Get a copy of this page or view the extracted text.
Citing and Sharing
Basic information for referencing this web page. We also provide extended guidance on usage rights, references, copying or embedding.
Reference the current page of this Newspaper.
Keyes, Chester A. Luther Register. (Luther, Okla.), Vol. 23, No. 34, Ed. 1 Friday, March 23, 1923, newspaper, March 23, 1923; (gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc925026/m1/3/: accessed October 20, 2018), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.