The Teague Chronicle. (Teague, Tex.), Vol. 14, No. 13, Ed. 1 Friday, October 31, 1919 Page: 4 of 8
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THE CHRONICLE, TEAGUE. TEXAS, OCTOBER 31, 1919.
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OFFICIAL ORN-AN OF THE CITY.
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Payable In Advance.
Entered at the postoffice at Teague,
Texas, for transmission through the
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under the Act of Congress of March
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Win.J.Stringer, Editor and Proprietor
FRIDAY'. OCTOBER 31, 1919.
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Our toads are somewhat like
the uncovered hduse of the Ar-
kansas traveler. He said when
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it was raining he could uot
cover it, and when it was not
“Paining it 4i(l not need it.
When it is raining we cannot
work the roads and when it is
not raining they do not need it.
THE RI.UK COLUMN.
' Hy W. E. I).
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title cold, dark afternoon a
> '“forlorn, lean, ragged . woman
O stood near the prison gate. A
one-horse wagon coming* out
contained a long tough box and
the gate keeper not knowing
the wretched woman, said:
“Joe is in Jthat Jtox.” The wo-
man wat/Joe’s/ mother and Joe
had been NH-odhviet. Joe’s way-
ward life and disgraceful in-
carceration had crucified his
mother’s soul and broken her
thrut. let, as a mother she
loved her boy in poverty, in
grief, in love and "sorrow she
followed the wagon f.o the pot-
ter's field to attend the rude,
lonely obsequies of her way-
ward but loved boy, a convict,
an outlaw, an outcast neglect-
ed, despised and forgotten by
the world, but remembered and
loved by his mother whose
heart is convulsed with grief
the world cannot appease. If
the curse of ^>m and punish-
ment lot the violation of the
law would only cause those to
suffer who so siii and violate,
the world would be a better
plate to live in. But unfortun-
ately it does not stop there.
It burdens with care and grief
the innocent.
When this fond, loving moth-
er kissed with pride and joy
the pink feel of her baby boy
and prayed God they might
never take him astray, how lit-
tle did she think that innocent
(tally boy would die a convict
and be buried by two despised
prison companions burdened
with the black sin of heinous
crimes.
ptitsi of Holland cannot accept
the invitation of her lova!v*ub-
jects of the East Indus to visit
them because, she has nothing
to wear. If she could borrow
a dress to go there in, perhaps
those good subjects would have
pity on her and dress her up.
Surprise Shower For Bride.
Mesd. J. D. Bramlette, B. A.
Mitchell and It. F. Hallum en-
tertained Thursday atfernoon
of last week at Mrs. Bram-
lette’s home with a miscella-
neous shower honoring Mrs.
Herman Adamson, one of the
October brides. -
A profusion of ferns and cut
Mowers gave decorations and a
Victrola provided music for the
afternoon. Mrs. R. F. Hallum
graciously greeted the guests
tit tlie door and upon entering
each was invited to write her
favorite recipe in the bride’s
cook book. After the ’ arrival
of about 5TT guests the honoree
with a special friend, walked
leisurely in, thinking she had
been invited to a Fort.v-twp
party, but (mite a pleasant sur-
prise awaited her when she was
jed into the room where her
gifts were displayed. She#wras
the recipient of many lovely
and useful remembrances ac-
companied by the good wishes
from her friends. A short pro-
gram was rendered. First a
vocal solo by Mrs. E. A. Cox, a
toast to the bride by Mrs. W.
J\ Harrison, and Mrs. E. M.
It is said that Queen Wilhel-
We carry a complete line of New
Batteries and
Automobile Accessories.
We Recharge and
Rebuild any make
of Battery.
Also specialize on
Automobile
Electrical
Repairing.
Send your—
Battery, Starter or Gen-
erator to us.
THE GIAN 1
LIVES IN A BOX
Prompt service given on all
work.
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Saunders’ Service Station
“EXIDE” Batteries, Teague, Texas
CUDDLING COUPLE AND COP
Motorcycfe Policeman Took One Peep
Into Sedan and Then
C Left.
The inoop hud not yet come up
and the motorcycle patrolman^ who
was on the lookout for spoolers, now
and then would turn a searchlight
into the bushel” 6f the loudly road.
Suddenly' ahead of him he saw a
itsiiiall sydan, and as it passed under
a street laufp he saw a curly head
resting comfortably on a dark shoul-
der, while the arm of this same
dark shoulder was thrown protecl-
ingly around the curly-headed one’s
neck. One glance was sufficient for
the observant patrolman and he
started his motorcycle forward until
he'arrived alongside.
“You are under arrest for spoon-
ing,” he said-gruffly, and then Jie
looked inside. What fie saw made
him mum hie a hasty “beg your par-
don” and tear off down the street at
a great pace. The curly head be-
longed to a small child, sound asleep
on her mother’s shoulder.
HE WAS FORTUNATE.
He recently returned from France
and one of his arms is missing, He
is very sensitive about any mention
of that loss, particularly so since it
doesn’t interfere with his,work. But
two young men, not nearly so effi-
cient as he is, who are employed in
the same office, insist on talking
about his loss. The other day one of
them began: “I’ll tell you it is tough
to lose an arrn in a war for mil-
lionaires. Now-”
“Now,” interrupted the yonpg
hero testily, ‘“I want to fell you it’s
a lot better to be crippled in war
than hy nature.”
And there was absolute silence in
that office.
The True Phonograph
You desire the best in everything because you
know that the cheapest is always the most expensive
in the end. ..
In choosing a phonograph you want the one which
will give you all that the artists themselves can give.
Two thousand unbiased music critics back up our
claim that
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human voice and the music of
human-played instruments that
you cannot tell phonograph from
living artist.
Hear your favorite songs or
instrumental selections at our,
store today Re-Created by the
New Edison. You will be
astonished at their realism.
DESERVES A BETTER FATE.
THE IMPORTANCE OP TllE
COMMON PLACE.
Francis/ then toasted the
Delicious refresh-
groom.
meats served in buffet style,
consisted of sandwiches, coffee,
cheese and olives.
Notice, W. O. W.
Brewer Camp, No. 850, W. O.
W., meets every Friday night
at 7:30 o’clock over the express
office, across the street from
the Yoakum Hotel. Visiting
sovereigns welcomed. W. C.
Norman, Counsel Commander ;•
O. E. Pyburn, Clerk.
A Cape Town (South Africa)
paper tells of a baboon mascot which
had been wounded in the treochfei,
and which appeared among the re-
turning troops dressed in khaki coat,
and hat, with a lance corporal stripe,
wound stripe and good conduct rib-
bon. His left hind leg had been Wi
in France. The friend who. .send# in
the clipping, says “Our Dumb Ani-
mals,” wonders what is to boeomo of
this unfortunate creature. There is
a fear that some traveling allow will
buy him for exhibition. This would
be a sad {eward for the experiences
through which ho has come.
NOT USED TO THE GAME.
“You could have heard a pin drop
while the leading man held the lead-
ing lady in passionate embrace.”
“Well ?”
“That’s why 1 lost patience when
the musical director spoiled the
scene by dropping his baton to the
floor.”
“Bear with the poor man. I hap-
pen to know that the leading lady
is his wife and he hasn’t been mar-
ried to her long enough to view such
with professional indiffer-
8cenes
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ence.
A DRAWBACK.
“They say Maud's second husband
has $10,000 a year. How contented
she must be.”
“She isn’t, though, eiactly. A
man of that grade doesn’t hand his
wife his pay envelopes, you know.”
Miss Barbara Peyton of Wa-
CO spent Tuesday and Wednewl tuin"inYof ’a field''-m0u8e or the
By S. M. B.
The greatest poets, the pro-
foundest philosophers, and the
deepest minded, all declare:
“Tis the littleness of man that
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sees nothing great in a trifle.”
There are really no trifles nor
commonplaces in nature or in
life; but everything is a contin-
ual mystery and never end-
ing marvel. Over all creation
there eternally shines the glory
of a never dying interest.
To the thinker, all things dre
deserving of attention, and the
meanest object has its lesson
to teach. He realizes that
there-hr nothing so common but
that it Can be rendered inter-
esting; nothing so humble but
that it can be elevated; nothing
so insignificant but that it can
be made instructive, and noth-
ing so dross but that the gen-
ius can extract some nuggets
of pure gold. In the words of
Carlyle, “All objects are as
windows through which the
philosophic eye looks into in
fmitude itself/
To the poet, is given the vis-
ion to behold these hidden
meanings, and over the com-
mon things, the trifles of every
day, he throws the halo of a
never fading light. Wads-
worth made immortal the most
perishable of objects and Cow-
per found poetry in the tea
urns ascending vapor. The up-
ing scenes become commonplace
when often viewed. The etern-
al unrest of ’ ocean’s waves
never stirs with emotion the
breast of the stolid soldier. The
magnificent scenery of a Yose-
mite Valley, the surging waters
of a Niagra Falls, the glory of
an Italian sky, the superbness
of a Swiss landscape, appeal in
vain to the sated tourist. The
highest triumphs ot 'human
skill, the imperishable moments
of art, the most renowned
models of sculpture, become
prosaic things to the world
traveler.
There, is enough of beauty
would men believe ^nd adore;
and preserve for many genera-1
tions the remembrance of the
City of Cod which had l>een|
shown
For aught vve know there I
may be unknown possibilities
of great merit in the common
plants and objects about us
which future investigation will
disclose. As Ruskin aptly
says: “Where the untrained eye
see nothing but dirt and
will
mire science will often reveal
exquisite possibilities. The mud I
we tread under our feet in the
street is a grimy mixture of
clay and sand, soot and water.
and sublimity vyithin our own Separate the sand.
immediate surroundings with-'atoms arrange themselves
out having to travel to distant
lands to find scenes worthy of
admiration. Nature in her
prodigality spreads her treas-
ures in boundless profusion on
every side. But she asks no
tribute, demands no reverence,
but leaves to us to set our own
valuation and our own sense of
devotion upon her infinite
charms.
What is more subjime than a
morning sunrise or an evening
sunset? What could be more
beautiful or awe-inspiring' than
to view some cloudless night
the firmament aglow with
twinkling stars glittering like
so many diamonds in the can-
opy of perpetual blue? In the
eloquent words of Emerson:
“If the stars should appear one
night in a thousand years how
day in Teague.
SOUTH IS TURNING
AGAINST CALOMEL
Mr. Dodson, the “Liver Tone"
Man, Responsible for Change
for the Better.
Every druggist to town has noticed t
great railing off in the sale of calomel.
They all give the same reason. Dodson’a
Liver Tone is taking Its place.
“Calomel is dangerous and people know
it.” Dodson's Liver Tone is personally
guaranteed by every druggist who sella
It A
A large bottle doesn’t cost very much
but if it f^ils to give easy relief in every
rase of liver sluggishness and constipa-
tion, junt ask for your money back
• Dodson's Liver T
____son’s Liver Tone is a pleasant-
tasting, purely vegetable remedy, harm-
less to both children and adults Take
a spoonful at) night'And wake up feeling
fine! no biliousness, sirk headache, acid
stomach or constipated bowels It
doesn’t gripe or cause inconvenience all
the nest day like valent calomel. Take
a doee of calomel Today and tom
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sight of a daisy growing on his
farm was enough to inspire
Burns poetical muse into rap-
tures of sweetest song. Long-
fellow’s genius would endow
with sacred memories so un-l
poetic an object as a bridge.
Some of the greatest.achieve
ments of science were made
from the suggestions of the or-
dinary occurrences of life. The
falling of an apple caused New-
ton to discover the all import-
ant law of gravity. The action
of the disturbed tea-pot when
exposed to the burning blaze
suggested to Watt the power
of steam. ' The twitching of a
frog’s leg led Galvani to per-
ceive the first intimation of
that force which today we see
manifested in the wizzard pow-
ers of electricity.
But tjie human mind is so
constituted that even nature’#
Awd .gimt; jl(
INFERTILE EGGS
WHAT ARE INFERTIL EGGS?
They are eggs laid by liens -where there
Roosters on the yard with them.
are
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Infertil Eggs will hardly spoil from heat.
You can set them under a hen with other eggs,
the other eggs will hatch and the Infertil eggs are
still good for table use.
Sell, kill or put up your roosters and have good
fresh eggs to sell and use at home all summer.
We will soon have to quit buying your, eggs if you
do not, l>ecanse they spoil before they get to market.
R. H. WALDROP
TEAGUE. TEXAS
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* LOCAL NI
Miss Altha Neei
the week-end in Te
,
Call Colgin’s Ser
for service cars.
peace according to their nature
and you have the opal. Sepa-
rate the clay arid it becomes a,
white earth fit for the finest
porcelain, or if it still purifies
itself you have a sapphire.
Take the soot, and if property
treated it will give.you a dia-
mond.”
Nature is just as beautiful
now as on creation’s morn, but
man has grown careless and
ceases to worship. Life is rob-
ed in divinity but our eyes do
not behold the glorious vision.
We are all idly standing upon
the shore of time, while the
great ocean of truth and beau-
ty eternally ebbs arid flows.
And it is only at rare intervals
we ever discern its presence or
hear the ceasless murmur of
its waves.
Mrs. John Robin
estine is visiting r
the city this week.
Nice young Jersey c
See the Express Agen
R. L. Hutcheson
frfcm Houston Suhc
relatives in the city
Pianos are like
they will not wait
C. Norman C9.
Dave Alderman n
iness trip to Groesbi
larft week.
For Sale: 12 acre*
the town of Teag
Barrett, Winfield, Ti
J. A. Shuptrine ol
here this week v
daughter, Mrs. W. 1
pher, and looking
ness.
Sell .your cotton
Teague on open stre
tion. We are in tl
every day, and are
trolled. H. C. Micha
. Mesd. W. C/Stn
Carter and Mae Wh
Leoh are guests of i
Teague for the I
wedding.
Fop Quick Cash:
ond hand Strohber
$110.00. W. C. Non
We have cash h
brick and residence
Tell what you have
price and we will di
J. Wed. Davis & Co.,
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Stringer, William J. The Teague Chronicle. (Teague, Tex.), Vol. 14, No. 13, Ed. 1 Friday, October 31, 1919, newspaper, October 31, 1919; (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1048465/m1/4/: accessed July 17, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Fairfield Library.