The Rocky Weekly Advance (Rocky, Okla.), Vol. 1, No. 39, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 17, 1907 Page: 3 of 10
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TRADE AT HOME
Why Farmer Should Give
His Support to the
Local Merchant.
PRESERVES HIS OWN MARKET
Depreciation of Village Property
Must Inevitably Mean Deprecia-
tion of Agricultural Property
and Encouragement of
Monopoly.
(Copyright, 1906, by Alfred C. Clark.)
The most serious problem tnal con-
fronts the rural towns and villages
of this country is the competition of-
fered local enterprises by the cata-
logue houses of the large cities. It Is
a problem for which a solution must
be found If the prosperity and sta-
bility of the nation is to stand.
And the solution of th'3 great prob-
lem lies In the han-' 1 of the people of
the towns and villages and the farms,
©specially the farms.
The people of the rural communities
have everything to lose and nothing
to gain by sending their money to
the catalogue houses, by passing by
their local merchants and sending
their dollars to the concerns who have
absolutely no Interest In their com-
munities.
These catalogue houses do not pay
taxes in your town; the local mer-
chant does. They do not build side-
walks In your town; the local mer-
chant does. They do not contribute
to the building of roads over which
the crops of the farms are hauled to
tnarket; the local merchant does.
In disposing of that he Is absolutely
dependent upon his local merchant,
and by his patronage of the catalogue
houees he has killed competition, and
must now take whatever Is offered for
what he has to sell.
Mr. Farmer, are you helping to kill
the goose that is laying your golden
egg?
Are you sending your dollars to the
catalogue houses and by so doing kill-
ing the local industries of your town?
Are you putting your merchants out
of business, and creating a monopoly
that will pay you what It pleases for
the products of your farm?
If you are doing these things It Is
time for you to stop and consider the
future. You will have to look but a
littlo way ahead to see the result, and
it will not be an attractive picture that
greets you. The prosperous com-
munity of which you are now a part
will fade like the summer flowers be-
fore the winter winds, and alnfost as
quickly.
It is the fact that there is a market
within close proximity to your farm
that makes your acres valuable. The
,men who maintain this local market
for you are the men who cause the
railroad trains to stop at your town.
Take them away and soon the town
will be wiped off the map. The
churches will close for lack of support.
The schools will cease to be a pride,
and your sons and daughters will lack
the opportunity that is theirs by right
of birth, and your acres, that are now
valuable because they lie In close
proximity to a market, will show a
depreciation that will astonlBh you.
Your Interests are Identical with
those of the merchants of your town.
Dy sending your dollars to the city
you may cause the merchants to close
their establishments, but when they
are forced to this they can pack
EUGENIE AND NAPOLEON.
Give your town a chance by patronizing your local merchants and you
may confidently expect its growth in business and population and a raise In
real estate valuation. Send your money to the catalogue houses and you may
look for the reverse. The picture tells the story of the possibilities.
They do not help to build school
houses for your children; the local
merchant does. They do not assist in
the support of your churches; the
local merchant does.
But there are some things the cata-
logue houses do for you and the
first and greatest of these is to assist
materially In bankrupting your com-
munity. The dollars they take away
never come back to you. They will
never help to make a city of your vil-
lage. They will never increase the
value of your real-estate holdings by
making local Improvements.
Let us look at the subject from the
etandpoint of the farmer, for It is the
Ifarmer who is the greatest patron of
ithe catalogue houses.
The town or village one, two or
three miles from his home is his mar-
ket for the butter and eggs and other
produce of his farm. The half dozen
or more merchants of the town, eaoh
anxious to obtain his full share of the
businoss of the community, maintain
a competition thr.t affords to the
jfarmer at all times top prices for the
[products of his farm. It is these half
'dozen merchants that make farm
Iproflts possible; the profits are In no
Avay due to the catalogue houses of
'the cities.
[ But the farmer persists in sending
his dollars to the city. He wants a
buggy, or a sot of harness, or a pair
of stockings, or any of the necessities
or luxuries of life, and to get them he
takes out his mall order catalogue and
looks at the finely printed cuts, reads
the well written description, and, pass-
ing the local merchant by, the mer-
chant who has purchased his produce
at the best market prices, the mer-
chant who has helped to build the
community, he sends his dollars to
the catalogue house In the city and
takes what they choose to send him.
What Is the result?
One after another the doors of the
local stores are closed, and where at
ono time there were half a dozen mer-
chants, each bidding for his share of
patronage by offering fair prices for
that which the farmer had to sell,
there Is now but one merchant who
has a monopoly, not only of the sell-
ing, but of the buying as well, and he
pays what ho ploaBcs for the farmer's
produce.
The farmer can continue to send his
money to the catalogue house In the
jelty for his supplies, but he cannot
•and his produce to the same place.
stock of goods and go elsewhere, but
you cannot pack up your farm and
move it; your acres must lie In the
bed you have builded for them whether
It be fair or foul, and It is "up to you,”'
Mr. Farmer, to spend your money at
home, and in this way you can solve
the greatest problem that now con-
fronts this country.
Will you do it?
YANKEE IN DIAMOND HELDS.
Commissions to Study a Country
Which Produces Such Men.
Mr. Alfred Mosely is an Englishman
who admires American ways so much
that he sends commissions here to
study us.
Mr. Mosely does not admire us
without a reason. It Is not a very
specific reason. Its name is Mr. Gard-
ner F. Williams, and it is by way of
being an American mining engineer.
Mr. Williams directs the diamond out-
put of the world.
Mr. Mosely made his fortune In
South Africa. He watched Cecil
Rhodes’ dream of empire develop and
knew the men who made It real. The
one who took his imagination was
Gardner Williams.
Here was a man who had left
Michigan at the age of 15 to go with
a pioneering father to California in
the flush days of the early mining
camps, had had a taste of California
mining, had gone when still a young
man to explored In South Africa and
had become a general manager of the
great monopoly of the diamond
•nines.
A fighter of financial battles and a
manager of men, a writer, a scientist
and ono of the world's greatest en-
gineers, ho so stamped his personali-
ty on the people among whom he
lived that ho was feted and cheered
by all South Africa when he retired
last spring and came back to the
United States to build a home for his
leisure years In the land of his birth.
—World’s Work.
Keep Your Money at Home.
Don send money to mall order
houses to deposit. Your home bank
Is the only safe place to keep it and
will pny you as good Interest as can
bo had, and then you run no risk as
In such cases as the "Cash Buyer's
Union" failure. The home bank will
grant you favors and mail order
houseB never do.
How She Won the Heart of That
World-Monarch.
At Complegne, one afternoon, when •
the flower of the court was idling
round his vingt-et-un table, Mile de
Montijo, seated at the emi>eror's right,
consulted him from time to time as to
her play.
She found two picture cards in her
hand, counting 20 out of 21 best
points.
"Stand on that,” advised Napoleon,
“It Is very high.”
“No,” answered Mile de Montijo, "I
want all or nothing.”
The court ladles were In full slan-
der of her when Napoleon had made
up his mind to marriage. They had
extraordinary manners, those first la-
dies of the Second Empire court. One
evening at Complegne, when Eugenie
was going in to dinner on the arm of
Colonel de Toulongeon, a slight con-
fusion permitted him to whisk her
ahead of Mme. Fortoul, wife of the
minister.
"How!” she exclaimed audibly to
her cavalier, “do you permit that-
creature to push past me!”
The next morning Mile, de Montijo,
with tears in her eyes, stood sadly on
the terrace, apart from the others. Na-
poleon, who had sought her, asked her
the cause of her sorrow. “I must leave
him her long list of slights and In-
sults. The emperor listened to the
beautiful girl, tranquil and smiling.
Then, when she had finished, he tore
a few green twigs from a bush, deftly
twisted them into a crown and said
loud, that all might hear, as he placed
it upon her head:
“Wear this one . . . meanwhile.”
It was Ills announcement of their
marriage.—Sterling Ileillg, in Metro-
politan Magazine.
Whisky was Not for Her.
A woman who apparently had been
averse to entering a saloon ap-
proached the bartender In a fashion-
able North Side place the other even-
ing and in low tones called for a quart
of whisky. Five or six men were
standing near the end of the bar, says
the Chicago Inter-Ocean.
“Now, I don’t want you to think j
this is for me,” said the woman In i
way of explanation, at the same time ]
glancing furtively at the men near the J
end of the bar. “My husband, who Is j
ill sent me for the liquor and I did not j
want to come because I thought you
might think it was for me, and I
naturally would feel embarrassed.
“What do you drink, wood alcohol?”
returned the bartender in a matter-of-
fact way. The men near the end of
the bar laughed aloud.
"I didn’t come in here to be insult-
ed,” returned the woman savagely, at
the same time manifesting her con-
tempt for the loungers with a vicious
3taro.
"And I would like to inform you
that I do not propose to have my
goods Insulted, either,” said the bar-
tender in a determined tone of voice.
After parleying several minutes the
oartender handed the woman the bot-
tle of whisky and she hurried from
the place, slamming the door violently.
“They come In here that way almost
avery day,”'said the bartender in ex-
plaining the woman’s embarrassment.
“Many men are too lazy to go after
liquor themselves and they send their
wives. That woman was no doubt
telling the truth when she said she did
not want the whisky for herself. I was
just kidding her.”
Kitty and the
Russian Coatee
By Paul Creswlck
'Copyright, by Joseph B. Bowles.)
“Tell me about the sales,” I request-
ed, when we were at last sitting alone.
“Sales, servants, and scandals are the
main lines on which conversation
usually runs at afternoon teas.”
Kitty gave her skirt that peculiar
fillip downward over her little feet
which is so marked a habit of the sex.
She considered her reply. “I thiuk I
may agree with you, Reggie—so far
as your firstly and secondly,” she de-
cided, at last. “But as regards your
thirdly you must admit that no scan-
dal would be complete without a man.
It is man who always enjoys scandal;
and, consequently, when he is present
at an afternoon tea—”
“At which the tea is Itself absent,”
I Interrupted amiably. “Don’t ring for
Loftus, I beg—I’m not thirsty. Please
refresh me instead with stories of the
wonderful bargains you have ac-
quired.”
“Sales,” commenced Kitty, "are a
popular Illusion. One hears them an-
nounced—”
“Full page advertisements in the
papers—so philanthropic,” I mur-
mured.
“One rushes off to a steamy shop
—to jostle and fight with quantities of
really extremely ill-beliaved women—
in order to buy an article that prob-
ably will never be of the slightest
service."
“Did I ever tell you “about the girl
who put five pounds into the pocket of
a coat that another girl sold?” In-
quired Kitty, earnestly.
"We have never talked about money
in our lives,” I said. “That will in-
evitably become our main topic—after
we are married. Married folk never
have time to discuss any other sub-
ject.”
“There were two girls,” began Kitty,
totally Ignoring my last remark. "Ono
was named Clara, and the other called
herself Polly. They were In a storo,
In the mantle and millinery depart-
ments. They also lived together.
Odd Things In Animals.
Unlike most animals, horses have
no eyebrows and hares are minus eye-
lids. Consequently the eyes of the
latter can not be shut and a thin
membraneous substance covers them
when aBleep. The eye of the owl is
also peculiar, seeing that it Is im-
movably fixed in its socket and can
not stir In any direction. To compen-
sate for this seeming disadvantage
it can turn its head almost completely
around without moving its body.
If you were to keep a frog's mouth
open many minutes it would soon die,
ns, owing to its peculiar construction,
it can breathe only with the mouth
closed. On the other hand, fishes are
compelled to keep opening and closing
their mouths in order to give their
respiration organs full play.
A curious fact about the eel Is that
it has less life in its head than in its
tall, consequently, when killing an eel
the fisherman smashes its tall; It also
has two hearts. Snakes usually have
their teeth in the head, but one varie-
ty in Africa, whose principal food Is
eggs. Is provided with a substitute
for them In its stomach.
Wrong.
This -story is told of a college pro-
pessor who was noted for his concen-
tration of mind.
The professor was returning homo
one night from a scientific meeting,
still pondering o’ver the subject. He
had reached his room In safety, when
he heard a noise which semed to come
from under the bed.
“Is Borne one there?” he asked.
“No, professor,” answered the In-
truder, who knew the professor's pe-
culiarities.
“That’s strange. I was positive
some one was under my bod,” com-
mented the learned nun.—Judge.
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-V-‘ [ A- “
, __ The Woman’s Way.
"Many a married man who might
mako a fortune Is hnndlcappcsd be-
caiiBO his wlfo demands, too much
of his attention." •>. ■****yi# '*
i “That’s right. Just as”soon axfor^
tune begins tj flirt with him hi 3 $/lfo
.Cqto_ joal yj2v’
It Was Perfect.
Apart from the way they had of hail-
ing each other by nicknames, they
were very pleasant, orderly young
things. They had a bad-manners
club.”
“Explain,” I demanded.
“It’s a money-box on the chimney-
piece,” said Kitty. “Every time Polly
was disagreeable or snappy, Clara
made her contribute sixpence to the
box. Similarly when Clara was quar-
relsome or lazy—”
“I understand. Tell me more about
the five pounds.”
"Don’t be Impatient! It happened
that, after a year or so, this money-
box became exceedingly heavy. They
decided, after much discussion and
consideration, that the club should be
wound up—since both had been re-
markably good-tempered and sweet
for quite a long period. It seemed al-
most an aspersion on them, their keep-
ing on with the club. Clara wondered
what they ought to do with the money.
Polly suggested, promptly, that they
could divide it and buy themselves
something pretty and permanent.”
“Practical littlo girl!”
“They imagined that there would bo
fully three pounds in the club,” Kitty
went on. “But—alas! they had not
been so very naughty, after all. The
money-box yielded, on investigation,
the sum of 29 shillings and sixpence.
Clara said that such an umount
couldn’t bo divided—it would bo too
difficult. Polly acquiesced; and they
eventually sat down to a great game
of crlbbage, one night—the winner
to take the entire proceeds of the
club.”
“If this is to be a gambling story,
I shall have to rise to order,” said I.
“It’s much worse,” announced Kitty,
placidly. “Listen. The gamo com-
menced at 8:30 precisely, one windy
March evening, and it lasted until 11.
As the clock was striking 11, Clara,
with a small grimace, pushed over to
the fair and flushed Polly 59 six-
pences. ‘They're yours,’ said she,
briefly. ’What are you going to do
with them?’ Polly, with a nervous,
hasty chuckle of triumph, answered:
’Buy a now Jnckut, of course/"
"I like Polly," I remarked. "A very
sonnlblo creaturo."
Something In Clara's expression
,caused Polly to become nervous. 8he
crossed to her friend, and, resting
her hand on Clara’s shoulder, P^W
whispered a trifle shamefacedly: “If
you want the money, dear—take It. T
haven’t sold my old coat yet; and I’ll
wear it right out. Take the money;
it will give mo much more pleasure.”
“And Clara?"
“Shook her head. She wanted the
money for a purpose which she feared
Polly would laugh at. Clara at last
owned up. She would have given the
money to the landlady—as rent in ad-
vance. "But why?” requested Polly,
amazedly. “They don’t pay us In ad-
vance for working. Nobody ever
dreams of doing such a thing. If you
pay your way ns you go, you’re doing
more than most folk, be sure.” She
offered to share the club, however, If
Clara wouldn’t be so absurd.”
But Clara persisted?”
She said that she thought—she
didn't actually know—but she thought
that the landlady was rather poor.
That times had been hard of late;
that, perhaps, it would bo a real help
to the woman. ‘Oh, it’s far too littlo
to be of any use,’ cried Polly, decis-
ively. ‘You're a tender-hearted old
duffer, Clara. Drink up your cocoa,
and let us get to bed. I feel quite
dissipated.’ ”
I'm beginning to like Clara best,
after all.”
Kitty fenred that Clara was too
sentimental. “She may have Imag-
ined things, you know-,” her ladyship
continued. “Still Polly took the
money, and sold all her old clothes
for another thirty-odd shillings, and
then, with what she had saved she
possessed five golden pounds. Sl’.o
had only to wait now for the end of
the great sale, when goods left in
stock would bo offered, ut an nlarm-
ing reduction, to the employes. There
was ono little Russian coatee of elec-
tric seal which she especially coveted.
“It was the very last hour of the
sale. Polly popped down from the
millinery department to tell Clara of
her choice—If it still remained. The
coatee was still there, but not Clara.
She had been called away to the
counting-house over some error In an
account. Polly—who is rather a fine-
looking girl, I think—took the coatee
off the model and swiftly tried it on.
It was perfect. Polly’s pretty reflec-
tion was beaming back from the
glass when there came a sharp cull
for her from the millinery room. She
slipped out of the coatee, screwed up
her live golden pounds in a bill torn
from her book, and thrust the pre-
cious little screw of paper into one
of the pockets of the coatee. Flinging
the latter on Clara’s chair, Polly fled
for her life.”
“Clara came back as soon as Polly
had gone—”
“She saw the coatee, and, tidily, put
it back on the model. Ten minutes
afterwards a small-hard-to-please
women came fussing into the mantle
department. She turned over every-
thing, tried on a hundred and one
jackets, grumbled at the prices un-
ceasingly, and finally—”
“Bought Polly’s coatee?”
“Bought It and took it away with
her! Said her carriage was at the
door, and she wouldn't trouble the
store to send it home. You can guess
what Polly felt, when at closing time,
she came for the coat! Gone—and
the five pounds as well! Her blue
eyes flashed lightning and sudden
death. There was a scene; and poor
Clara cried. Polly cried, too; then
stormed again. ‘And you don’t know
the creature’s address, nor anything?
Oh, Clara—it is too cruel of you!
Why are you so dreadfully tidy?
Couldn’t you Bee that the coat was
there all ready to be packed? I be-
lieve you did it on purpose!’”
“I don't like people to be too neat,”
I put in. “I remember once—”
“This Is my story,” declared Kitty,
imperiously. “Walt until you hear
the conclusion. Clara was saying that
the lady would be sure to bring the
money back, when Polly dashed out
of the room. She interviewed the hall
porter. She spent the evening chas-
ing electric seal coatees. Once she
fancied that she had tracked It, and
gaspingly addressed the wearer, who
turned such furious eyes upon poor
Polly that she stammered, went red,
and gave way to Ignominious flight.
“And the moral?”
“There isn’t any. Days passed.
Clara bought Polly a littlo fur collar,
and made her wear it. They were
nice girls, with kind hearts, although
rather slangy ways. One morning—
behold the fussy lady! She had, at
length, found the five pounds. Now
arose a difficulty with the store.
Polly had to make them understand—
she hadn’t dared speak about it be-
fore. But directly the fussy lady per-
ceived Polly, she exclaimed, roundly:
‘You’re the girl who spoke to me just
as I was leaving my carriage on the
night I had the coat! 1 recognize
your voice and manner, my dear. I’m
dreadfully sorry I wns so rude—but
hadn’t the faintest notion then ns to
what you meant. You must let me
mako good your loss In any case.’ ”
"That convinced the storo people?”
“After awhile. And the fussy lady
and the two girls became great
friends. They took such an interest
in a little scheme of weekly charity
dinners which the fussy lady had In
hand; and thus they met other friends
who wore helping—"
“Were those the girls? And was
that the coatee? I suppose you gave
It to her—you dear, fussy thing? I
must admit that I liked the coateo—
and Polly—and Clnra."
"You like all girls, Reggie—that’s
tlio worst of you!” Kitty laughingly
rose to ring for Loftus. “You must go
now—my drossmakor la coming. But
you can call at eight, If you like. Wo
have a committee meeting to-night.
Nora Is coming—besides Polly and
Clara and tho others."
"All women7" 1 Inquired, doubtfully,
i “Come and eoe,” replied Kitty.
NF*Q OF NEW BUILDINGS
l1EUTEW/^~^m(V^h^
m
IN FORTY-EIGHT HOURS
PE-RU-Nfl CURED HIM.
Cold Affected Head and Throat-
Attack was Severe.
Chas. W. Bowman, 1st Lieut, and
Adjt. 4th M. S. M. Cav. Vols., write*
from Lnnliam, Md., us follows:
“Though somewhat averse to pat-
ent medicines, and still more averse
to becoming a professional affidavit
man, It seems only a plain duty In
the present Instance to add my ex-
perience to the columns already writ-
ten concerning tho curative powers
of Peruno.
••Ihave been particularly benefited
by Ita use for colds In the head and
throat. I have been able to fully cure
myself of a most severe attack In
forty-eight hoyrs by Its use according
to directions. I use It as a preventive
whenever threatened with an attack.
“Members of my family also use
It for like ailments. We are recom-
mending It to our friends.”
—Chas. W. Bowman.
Ask Your Druggist for Free Peruna
Almanac tor 1907.
Origin of 8tarch.
The art of starching was not Intro-
duced Into England until the Ingenu-
ity of Dutch women In starching ruffs
induced Queen Elizabeth to turn to
them when she took to wearing cam-
bric and linen cuffs. In 1564 Mistress
Dlngheln von den Plasse, the refugee
daughter of a Flemish knight, came
with her husband to London, accord-
ing to an old writer, and set up an es-
tablishment for starching, where sha
not only plied her trade, but Instruct-
ed English classes In her art.
Beware of Ointments for Catarrh
that Contain Mercury,
M mercury will surely destroy the sense of smell
and completely de ranee the whole system when
entering It through the mucous surface#. Such
articles should never be used except on preecrtp*
lions from reputable physlolens, as the damage they
will dots ten fold to the good you can possibly de-
rive from them, flail's Catarrh Cure, manufactured
by F. J. Cheney A Co., Toledo, O., contains no mer-
cury, and Is taken Internally, acting directly upon
the blood and mucous surfaces of the system. In
buying Hull's Catarrh Cure be sure you get th*
renulne. It Is taken Internally and made In Toledo^
Ohio, by F. J. Cheney A Co. Testimonials free.
Bold by Druggists. Price, 79c. per bottle.
Take Hall's Family Fills for constipation.
Autocratic Revivalist*.
The earl and countess of Tanker*
vllle have been holding crowded re-
ligious meetings In Shropshire, Eng-
land. Both are much interested In
this kind of wofk. The countess wa*
Miss Lenora Van Mnrter, an American
girl, and the earl spent much of hia
youth In this country. He Is an ener-
getic member of the house of lords
and, like his wife, a great lover of art.
Starch, like everything else, Is be*
lng constantly Improved, the patent
Starches put on the market 25 yearn
ago are very different and Inferior to
those of the present day. In the lat-
est discovery—Defiance Starch—all In-
jurious chemicals are omitted, while
the addition of another Ingredient, In-
vented by us, gives to the Starch A
strength and smoothness never ap«
proacbed by other brands.
Convict’s Peculiar Claim.
A life convict In the Andamans had
served some long period when an or-
der recently came for his release. All
the time he had been In the band, and
had evidently so far forgotten that he
was a prisoner that on his release he
put in a claim for a pension on ac-
count of his long and faithful service
as a government servant.—Madras
Mall. _
Important to Mothers.
Examine carefully every bottle of C ASTORIA,
a eafo and aure remedy for Infant* and children,
and eoe that It
Bcnra the
Signature of
In Uao For Over 30 Year.,
The Kind You Xlare Always nought.
Invention Long Looked for.
A Paris paper devoted to scientific
subjects announces the discovery of
a practical method of shielding
watches and clocks from all magnetic
Influences. It Is said to bo the work
of e watchmaker named Leroy.
Defiance Starch Is the latest Inven-
tion In that line and an improvement
on all other makes; It Is more eco-
nomical, does better work, takes less
time. Get It from any grocer.
Trsds-Mark for Ireland.
Ireland now has a trade mark with
which her products are to be stamped
A penalty may be inflicted for He to*
1 proper usd
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The Rocky Weekly Advance (Rocky, Okla.), Vol. 1, No. 39, Ed. 1 Thursday, January 17, 1907, newspaper, January 17, 1907; Rocky, Oklahoma. (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc937958/m1/3/?q=%22Business%2C+Economics+and+Finance+-+Advertising%22: accessed July 17, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.