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3 Item. AN mi>P1II«IIT FAMILY NBWIPAPBK. DBVOTBD TO LITERATURB. LOCAL AND GENERAL INTBLLIGENCE. Vol. XXVI. NAZARETH, PA., PRIDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 23,1917 No. 12. mm COAL of the Highest Quality and LUMBER of the game sort. The Trttmbower COo NAZARETH, PA. Branch Office No. 18 HBeWidere Street. Telephone Connections. MMMMNNNNMNMNW* -OOO- Then Fli Come Back to You Office Help Wanted Business Concerns in the Bethiehems are sending this School requests for many more Stenographers, Bookkeepers, and other office help thah it can supply. Complete a course here and you will find a good paying position awaiting yo«. You can begin a course now, day or evening. Call or write for particulars. South Bethlehein Business College, Third and New. Streets, South Bbthlbhbm, Pa. ¦mm III ¦¦¦¦¦>¦«¦ Mim Mill nil II* 20BH p. gaRblLL NAZARETH, PBNNA. ^ PlRST-(?IjaS5 Plumbing. AIR FURNACES, STOVES, PUMPS, ROOFING and SPOUTING.| AT.T. WORK GUARANTEED. By LARRY EVANS Airthor of "Onto to Evory Man" Conrright. 1915, by (ho 1. E. Fly Compony -OOO- .•VtV""^.' 1.1 ¦ I.. ' Ml" ynnu.1 iiai"'i"^ IIw; »«¦,»« Swiss Dyers and Cleaners Broad and New Streets Bethlehem Pa. HaTe you ever heard of us? Just, please call Bell Phone 2017-J Bethlehem. The largest Cleaners and Dyers in Eas¬ tern Penna: 11 vork guaranteed. SPRING HATS The naweat la shapes aad colors lor spritig are here. Our entire spriag display of hats are ready for yonr inapeetlon. whether yen want, a blaek bat or the latest colors, we hare them in all the newest shapes for tha eoming spring season. The latest In shapes are a little lower erown, and a wider straight brim, with smaller ribbon band. Included in thla big collection of hats are all the newest eolors, Pebble, Green, Tan, Brown, Blue and Grays, also the staple Blads In all shapes. We are displaying these hata in our window, better come around and look tham over, and select yours whlla the assortment is large. Prices range from $1.50 to $3.50 SPRING CLOTHING Evary day tHrlngs In something new for the spring seaaon, all our spring gooda ia eoming In early so as to glva the customer a good chance to get tka beet of qnallty and the usual high grade of clothing. New Btylaa-New Fabrics-showing tne neweet ideas In eut, fabrles aad Unlags In ths made-up models. Thssa ai« tha daya of questionable qualities aad high priees. W)OK 8HAKP. You ean depend on theae; tkay are tke same usual high grades, you ara aeaustomad to, and considering the prices, tke most attractive wa kava ever offered. All the aew models for conservative or fancy aults are here at prieea ranging from $10.00 to $22^00 TAILOtt, CLOSMtBHa MA TS A/19 FU'R/IISMI/IOS 112 South Mam St.. - NAZARETH. PA. Ill initeeeefe—tee———•<<§ *' CHAPTER II. The LogiesI Custodian. HHEN, with a logical attempt at diain^'enrousness, Caleb said: "I—I've n friend here, Sarah, wbom I'd Uke to—er—present to you. Thla Is my sister. Miss Hunter." be an¬ nounced to the silent boy, "nnd this youncr man, Sarah, this young man Is —er—ah—Mr."— "I'm Steve;' said the boy mildly. 'Tm just Stephen O'Mara.'" "Certainly!" trasped Caleb. "Quito so—quite so! Sarah, this is just Steve." The frail Uttle woman with ber quaint dignity of another decade failed to move. Sbe did not unbend so mnch as the fraction of an inch. But bard upon the heels of Calcli's last wordx the boy weiit forwni-d iinlicaltatlnRly. Hat In tbe hand thut Iinlnnred his blj? steel trap, he stopped tn front of her and offered one brown riuw. "Ilaow d'ye do, IVJIs.m Hunter?" he hm luted her pravely. and with « slow smile that discovered for her a row of white and even teotli: "Haow d'yo do? I-I recl£on you're the flrst dressed iij> lady I ever did pit to know!" The calm statement took whnt lltth- breath thore had boon left In Cal<'l)'s lungs. It left Snrab breathless too. But after an inflnitesimal moment of waiting she held out her own dellcatB flngera and took tbe outstretched hand. "Haow d'ye do, Steve?" she answer¬ ed, and Caleb was at a loss to in¬ terpret the suppressed quality of her voice. "And I—some day I nm sure It will be a great pleasure to remember that I was tbe—flrst!" Tbe^he faded her tmither.' v' "Win your—will your friend, Mr.— Steve—remain for supper. Cnl?" she asked. And Caleb, quick to see an opening, made the most of this one. "Stay for supper!" he repeated her question, and he laughed. "Stay—for— supper! Well, I sbould hope he would Why—why, he's going to stop for the night." From tbe vsntage place there at the top of the steps Sarah stood and sur¬ veyed her brother's wide and guileless face for a second. Then her Hps bepran to twitch. "Very clever, Cal," she told him. "Quite clever—for yon!" And sbe nodded and withdrew to gee that the table was Inld for three. Caleb, chuckling, watched her go: then, with a nod to the boy, he started to follow her in. But Steve paused at tbe threshold, and when the man stop¬ ped and looked back to ascertain the cause of his delay he found tbat the boy was depositing the bear trap upon the porch floor—found him tugging to free the rusty old revolver from bl9 belt. "I'll leave Samantby here," the one called Steve stated, and Caleb under¬ stood that he meant tbe trap. "An' I reckon I'd better not lug my weapon Into the bouse neither, hed IT She might"— He nodded in the direction of Sarah's disappearance. "Old Tom aaya womln folks that's gentle bom air kind-a skittish sbout hSTln' shoottai' knos araound the place. And I don't raekon It's the psrt of men folks to ptater 'em." Oaleb didn't know Just wbat to say. ¦o ke merely nodded approval. Again he had been made to feel that It waa not a boy, but some Uttle old man, who was explaining to bim. Silently he led tbe way upstairs, snd after be had seen tbe blanket pack deposited in one cor¬ ner of Sarah's beloved guest room. after he had seen the rusty coat peeled off as a preface to removing the dust accumulation of the long hot day from hands and face, an inspiration came to Itlm. While the boy was washing, ut¬ terly lost to everything but that none too simple task, he went out of th.e loom on a stlU bunt of his own and came back presently with the thing for whicb he had gone ^wrcblng. He fonnd tbe boy wrestling a little deeper ately with a mop of wary chestnut. kair, which only grew the more help loea with every stroke of tbe brush. "Never mind that." Caleb met the adsapprebension In the boy's eye. "Never mind thst. And I—I've taken tke liberty of digging out tbls old can- ras ahooting coat. It's one I got for Baikh—for my sister—but, as you say. women folks are mighty skittish about anything that has to do with a gun. Sbe never would go even so far as tu try It on, but if you don't mind- That coat of yours muat be a trifle bot for this weather, I should say." Steve reached out a band that trem¬ bled a little and took the -coat. He took it and stared at tt with that same strained and hungry look which be had bestowed a balf bour before upon the "dty." 'Im you mean." be a8ke<l, and his llpa remained parted breathlessly upon tbe question—"do you mean—tbla yere's for me?" Caleb thcugbt of tka •injlne"-tke "steam inJtaia" "1 mean jnst that If you'll hnve It," be replied. The boy slipped his little body into the garment and wheeled to survey himself in a mirror. In comimrison with bla old coat it was tbe purple of a Solomon. There wns n cartridge web across its front, with loops, and after he hnd looked long and long at his re¬ flection the boy thrust both his thumh' into tbe belt it made. Tben: "Them's fer ketridges," he an nounced solemnly. He scowled Judiciously and nodded. And, "I'll hev to git me some the flrst thing ill the momin'," be said. At tablo tbe boy tnlkcd freely, al ways with his wide eyos upon tbe face of bis questioner, always in the grave nnd sUghtly drawling Idioms of the woods. A(;aln he confided that he had never before been out of tbe timber. He explained that Old Tom's untimely taking ofT a fortnight back had been Slone responsible for this pilgrimage. And tbat opened the way for a ques¬ tion which Caleb hnd been eager to ask hlm. "I suppose tbls—tbis Old Tom was some kin of yours?" be observed. The boy shook hi •. head. "No," he answered, "no, I'nln't never Ited no kin. I ain't never bed nobody —father ner motber, neither!" Caleb saw Sarah start a little and Wte her thin lips. Cut the blrdllke movement of surprise was lost upon the speaker. "I ain't never hed nobody,'' he re- averred, and Caleb, straining to catch a note of self pity or plea 'or sym¬ pathy In tbe words, realized that the boy didn't even know what tbe one or the other wns. "I ain't never hed no¬ body but old Tom. And be was—bo wasn't nuthin' but what he ealled my —my"—the sentence was broken vphila be paused to get the phrase correctly— "he was what he called my 'loRipal custodian.''" Guiltily Caleli knov,- that his next question wouM savor of liidelkacy, but he had to ask It Just the siune. "Still I Kuppnso his—his laklns otf must have lieen something in the na¬ ture of n blow to yon?" he supgested. The boy (inrsed his lips. "Wall, no," he escliiimed at last non¬ chalantly; "iio-o-o. I can't auy's it was. We'd both been expectin' it, I reckon. tin box filled with sblied and m^ smeared memoranda, periods which were always followed by days of moody silence and a week or more of "lessons" in a tattered and thumbed reader which the woodsman had brouKht up river—lessons as painful nnd Inlwrioiis to Old Tom as tbey wero deli'-'htful to the stnrs'ed mentality of tbe pupil. And Old Tom. tbe boy ex- /)lained. was pretty likely to be "lirk- ered up fer f|ii1fo n spell" after such :i session, whifh invariably beiran with nn exploration o*" the battered tin box. The boy told Cnleb of days and nl;:hts on the trail—boasted imcon- scoiisly of Old Tom's RiipercnnniiijJ with trap and deadfall and even pois¬ oned bait. .And thnt bronirht him fo the beaiitifnlly oiled bear trar' which he had lefl outside the door. "I bninii S.'imanthy along with me," he stated. "I bruns her Just because somehow 1 kind-n thought mebby Old Tom'd be glad if I did. Next to me he always sed be set a heap o' store on thet ole critter. He «»! Samantby was as near to bevln" n woman around the bouse as anything he knew on— she hed a voice like a steel trap, ond wben she got her teeth sot in a argu¬ ment she never did let up. I brung her along with me, and tbe gun he give me, but I didu't take nuthin' elae." Caleb waited there until he knew that tbe boy bad finished. "You never bothered about that old tin box?" he inquired casually. Tbe boy shook his bead agnln. "Old Tom, whenever be went awny for a spell, always sed I wan't to med¬ dle with it." he explained. "Tbis time I reckoned his goin' was Just about the game thin;,', only he won't be oomln' back, so I—I Just locked the box up In the cublierd and hitched the staple Into the door und come down myself." By tho time that meal was finished tbe boy's eyes were so henvlly lidded that, fight as he would, they still per¬ sisted In droopln;; till the lonp; lashes curled over his cheeks. And in spite of Caleb's reiuonstrances It was Sanili who saw him upstairs and Into the huge guest room with its four poster and highboy and spindle backed chairs. Postal Ii»ws that Bubsorlpttoae paid pi omptly. A Mas pend) aiarfc l» ttm cL'cle means yonr tmtt. scription ia dae, sa< we will thaak yom tm m prompt remlttasMS. "Do you moan—^hio ysro'a for mof Old Tom he often sed he knew tbat some day he'd go aud git Just blind, stavin' drunk enough to try an' swim the upper rapids, and two weeks ago be done so." And tbe rest of the words were quite casual. "I klnd-a reckon he'd bev made It at tbat," he offered his opinion, "if they'd hev been a trifle more water. But the rocks was too close to tbe surface fer comfortable swlmmln'. The Jenkinses found him down in the slack water Sunday noon or thereabouts, and they aed he'd never be no deader, not even If he'd a-died In a reg'Iar bed. wtth a doctor belpln' lim along." Caleb threw his sister one lugubri¬ ously helpless glance. Sarnh had chok¬ ed apparently upon a crumb of brea<l and was coughing strangUngly. This time wben Caleb lifted his eyes he met a startled gleam liebind Sarah's half dropped lasbes. Sbe was peering steadily Into the boy's lettn, untroubled face. Caleb voiced the query which he knew must be bebind her quit*, intent¬ ness. "You said yonr name wss O'Mara, I believe. I suppose tbat was—ah—Old Tom's last name too?" Steve Inughed. He Inughed frankly for tbe flrst time since be bad halted honrs before outside in the dusty road. "Wby, Old Tom had a dozen different names In the last few years," be re¬ plied. "He had a new one every time he went outen the woods fer a trip. But he always sed he mostly favored Urown or Jones or Smith, they bein' quiet and common and not too hard to remember. He Jtut changed namea whenever be got tired of bla old one. Old Tom did. Bnt be always did ssy, too, that If be'd hed as good a one as O'Mara he'd a-kept It-and kept 11 proud." At the conclusion of thst statement it was Bflss Sarah's gaze which went searching across the table for her brotber'a eyea. But tbe boy Juat ran on and on, totally oblivious to their glances. He told tbem of bla lonely days lu tbe wooda shack, when Old Tom went down river and was three or four weeks In returning; he dwelt upon blissful days In the spring when Im had been allowed to play a man's part in tbe small drives which he and Old Tom and the Jenkinses beRau nnd wblch Old Tom and the Jenkinses alone saw through to market in Morri¬ son. He touched lightly end iuconse< queutlaliy upon certnlu days when Old Jjj^woul^mnjMtoHboursove^nold CHAPTER III. Throo Quarters and Six Eiglitiis. ATUUDAY morning dawned as hut and dry and windlesa a.i liad been tbe other days of tbe week which had preceded It. Caleb Hunter, rising from an un¬ easy night, blamed his sleeplessness upon tbe weather. It was fully an hour before his usual not too early hour of rising wben he slowly daseended the wide stairway, and yet he was but lit¬ tle surprised to flnd tbe boy already tbere before bim seated upon tbe top step of the vernndn wben he strolled outside. Chin In palm, elbow upon knee, Steve waa gazing fixedly In tbe direction of Dexter Allison's stucco nnd timlicr "summer lodge," and, although Caleli could not bave known it, there had been no need for his silence, for the boy's rapt preoccupation was sound proof. Caleb heard voices coming from behind tbe shrubbery, nnd Just as he. a little perplexed, turned to follow the di¬ rection of tliar fascinated gaze Allison himself squeezed through a narrow aperture in tbe box hedge and haile<l him Jovially from the far edge of tlit» lawn. And Caleb Hunter's brows drew together in a bit of a frown wben a slender figtire in kilted blnck velvet and bright buckled iow shoes, hatless and wltli thick, gleaming hair bobbed Short in a style strange to Morrison in those days flashed through behind him, for Caleb beard the short gasp which came from the hoy's lips even before the little girl had paused in lier dartini; advance on tiptoe like a hovering but terfly to wave a slim hand at him. Caleb heard the boy's breath suck In between tight teeth; heard It quiver unsteadily as she appeared on awlft feet—and Caleb umlerstood wbat had been holding so closely his attention. He understood absolutely and yet, strange as the mood was, at that mo¬ ment he couldn't belp but feel, too, somehow n little sorry for the boy—he could not helil but think— His eyes went from Steve's forward thrust hend, from the hair, shaggy and un kempt for nil ita fineness nnd thickness snd wavy softness, across to that dainty vision which, poised in ber ab¬ surdly short skirt like a point of flame, was nlready gazing back at the boy npon the steps t<< open and undisguised amaze. Ali of tbat characteristic whieh bad been most pronounced in Dexter Alli¬ son tbe latter had passed down to tbis slender giri wbo was hia daughter Barbara. \o matter how vivid Alli¬ son's raiment had been, Caleb remem¬ bered that even when Kexter was c stripling at school it had nlways seem ed more a purt of the man himself tban Just protection for his body. Caleb hnd never given it a serious thought up to tbat moment, but now It csme back to him with added cumula¬ tive force. He recollected tbat be bad often wondered at tbe child's uncon¬ scious adaptation of mood to tbe clothes she happened to be wearing. He recalled how lie had seen her de¬ mure and distant In misty, pastel tint ed party frocks or quaintly, infantlle- ly dignified in solterer Sunday moni¬ lng garb. tinrierstood. was typlUed liy this ex¬ quisite elfin flgure. Dexter .Mllson's daughter. He was no snob, Caleb Hunter, and yet the little girl's benring nt thut mo¬ ment doul.ly accented for him the pulf which Iny between her and the bills boy, by nnme .Stove. For. though she did [lause to stare nt his white drill trousers and unbelievable man sized boots with frankly childi.sh as- tonlslinient. the next Instant she hnd recovered herself nnd without another glance (ireceded her fnther across the grass. Quite .'is though Steve had not been there at nil, she passed him to hesitate demurely at Cnleb's side. "Good mornlns. T'ncle Cal." she greeted him. And then quite suddenly Cnleb didn'i feel so very sorry, nfter all. for his lit tie visitor, lie stopped pitying him. Steve's eyes had not wavered once from the little girl's face, from the time she nppeared in the hedge gap un¬ til she mounted the steps, utterly ob¬ livious to his nearness. But when she brushed agninst his elbow the boy rose and stoo,l, hat hi hand, gravely quiet, gravely pos.sessed and silently sure of himself. Even after he had nnswered Bar¬ bara Allison's greeting and turned with his grown up, ponderous courtesy to present the boy to her, only to be left with the words hanging upon tongue tip by her Instant disappear¬ ance inside in .search of Sarah. Caleb caught no hint of the thought.s behind those Impassive nnd steady eyes. And yet he knew that Steve had risen in order that he might bow as he had the night before, wlion f'aleb introduced him to his sister. Dexter Allison, coming up in less alr» fashion n-ross tlie inwn, surpri.sei| Caleb witli his mouth still opon. "Well?" snid Doxter Allison—and Caleb recovered hfniself. "Well?" lie countered, and I lien tlie.t both Inuu'iied softiv and .shook hnn(N It wns Ihelr unvnriod foruiulu of sreer ins, whether they had not seen eii< !i | ^linni,.^ .There was a very pleasant otiier for twenty-four hours or twenty I (linner and supper served. Those four nionths. j jiresent were Mr. and Mrs. Tilghman And while tliey were shnkina handt iCbsweii, Mr. and Mrs. Walter ClewelL the bov tnrned .luicklv and reseated -Mr. and Mrs. F:ugene Koptenbader. blmself upon the top step. Uut AIIIs.m l»n'l '^hildren Minnie. Lena. Walter and Henry, Mr. and Mrs. Harry Min¬ nicli nnd children, Hattie. Beatrice, Kninia. Willie. Walter and Lloyd, .Mr, and Mrs. Clinton Rice, and child¬ ren Lester and Millard. Mr. nnd Mrs. Joseph .Seibold. Mr. and Mrs. F'loyd Jlorris and daughter Jlay and rbe Misses Staria Clewell. Ella Fehnel. Esther Rapp. Franklin Keese, Wil¬ iiani Saeger ;;nd Floyd Rapp. Mr. and Mrs. Clewell thanked theit friends for the beautiful presents they received. .-Ml tbe puests left al a late hour wishing the newly mar¬ ried rouple many hapjiy years of ma^ ried life. Chapman (Quarries. .Mrs. William 11. Raines speat Tliursday with relatives at ISethte- hom. .Miss Esther .Smith, of liethleioni, spent several days in town vvith ber grand parents, .Mr. and .Mrs. A. J Jenkins. -Mrs. Akucs Heers and her grand¬ son, of Siegfrieds, sjient several (lays in town witli Mr. and .Mrs. Wil¬ liam 11. Herbst. Rev. and .Mrs. Harley G. Preston, spent Thursday at Easton. Miss .Mabel itoberts .spent .Satnr-. (lay and Sunday af .Vazareth. Mr. and .Mrs. John Allen, of Beth- letieni, spent several days in tows with the latter's jiarents, Mr. and Mrs. A. J. Jenkin.s. .Samuel I. Radcliffe, Jr., who has been on the sick list for the paat week resumed wori\ on Monday. William Chapman and son LeRo; visited at Easton on Saturday. Edward Ryan, of Siegfrieds, vis¬ ited in town on Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. William R. Fritz and .Mrs. John E. Herbst, of Easton, were fhe guests ot Mr. and Mrs. Henry J Fritz on Saturday and Sunday. .Miss Beulah DeI.,ong, of Bowers, visited her sister, Mrs. M. W. i'hiiiips. Henry Chapman and Mr. and Mrs John I. Ryan motored to Ailentown on Tuesday. At the regular monthly meeting of the No'rchampton County medical em- ciety. Dr. Philiijis. of Chapman Quar¬ ries, read a paper. WcMlding Hej'eption. One Sunday there was a reception held at fhe home of Mr. and .Mrs. Tilghman Clewell. at Newburg. in lioiior of their son Walter, wlio wss married on Saturday to Miss Hilda gnve him nnjre notice than had lii; dnUKhter r.arlmra. He stood wifh hii hands in ids iiockets. trazing at the averted face, unconcenled uud iirowin;) nmuseuieiif in fhe scrutiny, until <'n- let), not yet nwnre of the boy's wondi taught hatiit of seein.s while seeiiji!i; not to see, was simultaneously annuye 1 at Allison's fatuous grin and glnd nl the fact that Steve apparently wnj looking the other way. .Vfter n fluje Allison rais(>d cjulzzical eyes to Calelit fa'o, "Wel-i-I"'" lie intoned, and with a lit¬ tle reluctance as reasonable as It wa) unnoticed Caleti nnswered the iiiferrel question. "This-this is a little friend of mine Dexter." he .snid—"down from flic lulls:—. He's to hiive a look at fhe city whi h you have been so instninieiifnl in arousing to it.^ jiresent state of feenii:i i activity. This is Stejiheu O'.Mnni. Steve—this is Mr. Allison, Steve!" Then the boy turned and ;i;:aln mso to ills feet, nnd nt tlmt nionieiif (.'ale'i could hnve liUL'^red hini for his deliliei ation. The boy iui lined his hend; liii bowed, without a word. .\nd it wn.i De.\ter .Mllson who flrst offered a band. (To be Continued) Chicken Talk. The chickens were i.'niljered tocether in the farmyard conversing with one another, as Is the custom niuonc all self resjiectinc chickens wiio have leen brought uji by a careful and .ju¬ dicious mother hen. "What would home be without a motber?" asked one little fellow, look¬ ing tenderly at old Mra. Hen, who was searching among the neighbor's fresh¬ ly planted seeds for aome dainty mor¬ sel with which to treat her brood. "An incubator, 1 guess." answered his small sister, who hnd inheriteii her old mnn's unseemly sense of humor.— Pittsburgh Telecrnph. Tatoosh Island. The most equable i llmnte in this country is found in Tafoosli islnud, in the strait of .luan de i'lua, between Wnshinsfon iiud Vancouver island. Where the teinjiernture never has beeu nbove SI I degrees nnd rnridy falls be¬ low .'lO dei;rees. Saw Mill Bnrned. Hyman Miller's saw mill at Mar¬ tin's Creek was destroyed by fire on Saturday evenin|f. Miller and .Al¬ fred Schmocker worked in the mill late Saturday afternoon and It la thought fhat fhe flre was started by a spark that flew from a gasoline en¬ gine, falling among shavings and smouldering for a time before break¬ ing Into flames. Persons returning from Three Churches dIscovere(1 fhe flre and awakened Mr. MUler. A bucket bri¬ gade waa formed and passing auto- mobilisfs assisted in saving the ad¬ joining property. The loss amounts to $1,000, partly covered by insur¬ ance. Point PhUips. and Thomas Buskirk, » baby girl. hn Jiellner is on the sick list. .Air. and Mrs. Luther Eberts and iMiss Emma Buskirk and lady friend ard Charles Hann were fhe guests of Tnoraas Buskirk on Sunday. Mr. and Mrs. A. J. Bartholomew were tlie guests of William Heckmss on Sunday. Mrs. Sarah Cryt. .' — the guest ot her sister, Mrs. Harvey Deemer. os ^ unday. Koliert Deemer and George Deeniei ^¦hot a nice gray fox on Saturday. William Srhal! and Kitfie Schall and .Mrs. Luther Eberts made a busi¬ ness trip to Xazareth on Monday. Mrs. George Deemer macie a busi¬ ness trip to .Ailentown on Monday ^Irs. Herbert Frankenfield ol Btthlehem, was fhe guest of Thomas I'uskirk and family on Sundav K<lelnuins. E. P. .\agel and Mrs. George Far¬ rell spent Sunday visiting friend.s at Northampton. William Grube. of Glen Gardner -N'. J., visited friends in town on Sat¬ urday. Clayton, the J-year-old son of James Hughes scalded himself yerj liadly by pulling a dishpan of bet water over himself from the table Miss F;ilen Siegfried, of Martin't Creek, spent Sunday visiting frienilt in this vicinity. Mr. and Mrs. R. C. Florv speni Sunilay in I'pper i'lainfield Townsbiri: visiting Mr. and Mrs. Theodore Flory Herman Pysher and family, of near Martin's Creek, spent Sundar visiting Mr and Mrs. Elmer Kolb F. S. Messinger will place his saw mill in the woods of John Matthews and start fo saw lumber for Mr Matthews. Carpet Rak Party. A valentine earpet rag party was held at tbe residence of Benjamin Flick. Schoeneck, February 14. The following were present: Mrs Hoyler. Mrs. Charles Silfles, Mrs. F. Beitel, Mrs. Strohmeier. Mrs. H. Snvder, Caleb caught bis first illuminatins Mrs. E. KeHer. Mrs. Fdith Bell. Mrs gUmpse of ttie woman she wns to lie—I E. Nolf, Mrs. Heckman. Mrs. Sleg- of the dainty grace and more thau fried, Mra. Lizzie Knecht. Mrs. Fdlfh usual licaiity which were there in iti(> ' Knecht. Miss Anna Reitel and Miss promise of the years, and he, whn was fond of insisting to lils sister Snrab thnt tliere wns niany a lioy back in tliose llllls who. with his cbance.^nlght some Uny achieve greatness, suddenly | Mlrlani Siegfried. Oroen Tjiike. lam Christman. of nre"n Lake ufc^as.'d a new buggy Last we'^k. .. .in Miller and Miss Anna Folt?., realized bow loni.- nnd weary the road ; ^f Nazareth, wero married nt Allen- woilUl be for just such n one as the I town on Saturday. faNcinnted little tlgiiro on the stejis 1 Edwin Christmnn. son of William lit'fiirc be *ould begin to approach that I Christman. who was sick, suffering lovol wblch. to a societv that Caleb from the grip. Is improving. Forks. John Burl. . of Forks, is sporting a new horse which he recently pur¬ chased of J. F. Fisiier. John says no automobile for me. .\slier Voung. of Forks, is wearing a smile, because it is « baby boy Master Wilson Werner and lady friend: of Taiamy spent Saturday and' Sundafc' visiting relatives in Forks Towni^iiip. ! Lewis Burley. of Stockertown. ae- ^'Optel a position wilh fhe Hercules Wcment Companv. of Stockertown li<H>pold Divorce. Papers were served on Mrs. .•Mies Leopold, of Nazareth, in an actio* for divorce begun by her husband. Oalvin M. Leopold, now a resident of Denver, Col. He charges her witi desertion. Leopold was fhe former Town Clerk of Nazareih. and a (ew years ago was one of fhe iiepublicAB candidates for the State Assembly, but was defeated. He was abso at one time the exalted ruler of the Ea»- loii Lodge of Elks helfast. Mr. and .Mrs. Israel T.'ine nnd,Mrs. Fehnel. of Bushkill. were the puests of .Mrs. Louisa Steiner on Sunday Mr. nnd Mrs. Benjamin were the guests of Harry .Musselman on San¬ day. Benjamin A. 'Voung called on hli mother, Mrs. Mary Harwl on Sunday. ^ ,*^"
Object Description
Title | The Nazareth Item |
Masthead | The Nazareth Item |
Volume | 26 |
Issue | 12 |
Subject | Nazareth's first English newspaper |
Description | A weekly home town newspaper published from December 4, 1891 to November 20, 1975 |
Publisher | The Nazareth Publishing Company |
Physical Description | weekly newspaper |
Date | 1917-02-23 |
Location Covered | United States, Pennsylvania, Northampton County, Nazareth |
Type | Text |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | image/tiff |
Source | microfilm |
Language | eng |
Rights | Public Domain |
Contact | For information on source and images, contact the Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity, Attn: Reference Department, 295 E. Center Street, Nazareth, PA 18064. Phone: (610) 795-4932. |
Contributing Institution | Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity |
Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
Month | 02 |
Day | 23 |
Year | 1917 |
Description
Title | The Nazareth Item |
Masthead | The Nazareth Item |
Volume | 26 |
Issue | 12 |
Subject | Nazareth's first English newspaper |
Description | A weekly home town newspaper published from December 4, 1891 to November 20, 1975 |
Publisher | The Nazareth Publishing Company |
Physical Description | weekly newspaper |
Date | 1917-02-23 |
Date Digitized | 2008-03-12 |
Location Covered | United States, Pennsylvania, Northampton County, Nazareth |
Type | Text |
Original Format | Newspapers |
Digital Format | image/tiff |
Digital Specifications | Image was scanned by OCLC at the Preservation Service Center in Bethlehem, PA. Archival Image is an 8-bit greyscale tiff that was scanned from microfilm at 300 dpi. The original file size was 35991 kilobytes. |
Source | microfilm |
Language | eng |
Rights | Public Domain |
Contact | For information on source and images, contact the Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity, Attn: Reference Department, 295 E. Center Street, Nazareth, PA 18064. Phone: (610) 795-4932. |
Contributing Institution | Memorial Library of Nazareth and Vicinity |
Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
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AN mi>P1II«IIT FAMILY NBWIPAPBK. DBVOTBD TO LITERATURB. LOCAL AND GENERAL INTBLLIGENCE.
Vol. XXVI.
NAZARETH, PA., PRIDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 23,1917
No. 12.
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SPRING HATS
The naweat la shapes aad colors lor spritig are here. Our entire spriag display of hats are ready for yonr inapeetlon. whether yen want, a blaek bat or the latest colors, we hare them in all the newest shapes for tha eoming spring season.
The latest In shapes are a little lower erown, and a wider straight brim, with smaller ribbon band.
Included in thla big collection of hats are all the newest eolors, Pebble, Green, Tan, Brown, Blue and Grays, also the staple Blads In all shapes.
We are displaying these hata in our window, better come around and look tham over, and select yours whlla the assortment is large. Prices range from
$1.50 to $3.50
SPRING CLOTHING
Evary day tHrlngs In something new for the spring seaaon, all our spring gooda ia eoming In early so as to glva the customer a good chance to get tka beet of qnallty and the usual high grade of clothing. New Btylaa-New Fabrics-showing tne neweet ideas In eut, fabrles aad Unlags In ths made-up models.
Thssa ai« tha daya of questionable qualities aad high priees. W)OK 8HAKP. You ean depend on theae; tkay are tke same usual high grades, you ara aeaustomad to, and considering the prices, tke most attractive wa kava ever offered.
All the aew models for conservative or fancy aults are here at prieea ranging from
$10.00 to $22^00
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*' CHAPTER II.
The LogiesI Custodian.
HHEN, with a logical attempt at diain^'enrousness, Caleb said: "I—I've n friend here, Sarah, wbom I'd Uke to—er—present to you. Thla Is my sister. Miss Hunter." be an¬ nounced to the silent boy, "nnd this youncr man, Sarah, this young man Is —er—ah—Mr."—
"I'm Steve;' said the boy mildly. 'Tm just Stephen O'Mara.'"
"Certainly!" trasped Caleb. "Quito so—quite so! Sarah, this is just Steve." The frail Uttle woman with ber quaint dignity of another decade failed to move. Sbe did not unbend so mnch as the fraction of an inch. But bard upon the heels of Calcli's last wordx the boy weiit forwni-d iinlicaltatlnRly. Hat In tbe hand thut Iinlnnred his blj? steel trap, he stopped tn front of her and offered one brown riuw.
"Ilaow d'ye do, IVJIs.m Hunter?" he hm luted her pravely. and with « slow smile that discovered for her a row of white and even teotli: "Haow d'yo do? I-I recl£on you're the flrst dressed iij> lady I ever did pit to know!"
The calm statement took whnt lltth- breath thore had boon left In Cal<'l)'s lungs. It left Snrab breathless too. But after an inflnitesimal moment of waiting she held out her own dellcatB flngera and took tbe outstretched hand. "Haow d'ye do, Steve?" she answer¬ ed, and Caleb was at a loss to in¬ terpret the suppressed quality of her voice. "And I—some day I nm sure It will be a great pleasure to remember that I was tbe—flrst!"
Tbe^he faded her tmither.' v' "Win your—will your friend, Mr.— Steve—remain for supper. Cnl?" she asked.
And Caleb, quick to see an opening, made the most of this one.
"Stay for supper!" he repeated her question, and he laughed. "Stay—for— supper! Well, I sbould hope he would Why—why, he's going to stop for the night."
From tbe vsntage place there at the top of the steps Sarah stood and sur¬ veyed her brother's wide and guileless face for a second. Then her Hps bepran to twitch.
"Very clever, Cal," she told him. "Quite clever—for yon!"
And sbe nodded and withdrew to gee that the table was Inld for three.
Caleb, chuckling, watched her go: then, with a nod to the boy, he started to follow her in. But Steve paused at tbe threshold, and when the man stop¬ ped and looked back to ascertain the cause of his delay he found tbat the boy was depositing the bear trap upon the porch floor—found him tugging to free the rusty old revolver from bl9 belt.
"I'll leave Samantby here," the one called Steve stated, and Caleb under¬ stood that he meant tbe trap. "An' I reckon I'd better not lug my weapon Into the bouse neither, hed IT She might"— He nodded in the direction of Sarah's disappearance. "Old Tom aaya womln folks that's gentle bom air kind-a skittish sbout hSTln' shoottai' knos araound the place. And I don't raekon It's the psrt of men folks to ptater 'em."
Oaleb didn't know Just wbat to say. ¦o ke merely nodded approval. Again he had been made to feel that It waa not a boy, but some Uttle old man, who was explaining to bim. Silently he led tbe way upstairs, snd after be had seen tbe blanket pack deposited in one cor¬ ner of Sarah's beloved guest room. after he had seen the rusty coat peeled off as a preface to removing the dust accumulation of the long hot day from hands and face, an inspiration came to Itlm. While the boy was washing, ut¬ terly lost to everything but that none too simple task, he went out of th.e loom on a stlU bunt of his own and came back presently with the thing for whicb he had gone ^wrcblng. He fonnd tbe boy wrestling a little deeper ately with a mop of wary chestnut. kair, which only grew the more help loea with every stroke of tbe brush.
"Never mind that." Caleb met the adsapprebension In the boy's eye. "Never mind thst. And I—I've taken tke liberty of digging out tbls old can- ras ahooting coat. It's one I got for Baikh—for my sister—but, as you say. women folks are mighty skittish about anything that has to do with a gun. Sbe never would go even so far as tu try It on, but if you don't mind- That coat of yours muat be a trifle bot for this weather, I should say."
Steve reached out a band that trem¬ bled a little and took the -coat. He took it and stared at tt with that same strained and hungry look which be had bestowed a balf bour before upon the "dty."
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Month | 02 |
Day | 23 |
Year | 1917 |
Sequence | 1 |
Page | 1 |
FileName | 19170223_001.tif |
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