The Hondo Anvil Herald. (Hondo, Tex.), Vol. 42, No. 9, Ed. 1 Saturday, September 24, 1927 Page: 2 of 8
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The Anvil Hera'd
»nb!ifhed Weekly—Every iSaturdaj
Ec :or ind Proprietor
MRS:. ROBERTA DAVIS
UB> RIPTION. $1-50 PER YEAR
W'lh F -•trher’s Fartniag $2.00
Entered at the Postoffice at Hondo,
fmth> as 8econd-c'asi matter.
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HONDO, TEXAS, SEPT. 24, 1927.
It may be of interest to the read-
ers of the Hondo Anvil Herald to
’now that the people in the Peach
tree community are wide awake.
September 11th. the writ r no hi«
family visited with Mr. and Mrs.
'lugene Saathoff. After a good din-
ner and two hours of wholesome con-
versation. we went to the Peach-tree
khool House where we have relig-
ious services once everv month. V e
Had a large crowd, considering the
ire of the community.
At 2:30 the Sunday School s*r-
ke began by singing “Is My Name
Written There?”. Mrs. B. L. Mumme
ondueted the School in a very ;n-
tructive way. It is a blessing to anv
• ne to observe those little folks re
ite their verse, and the way they
cep the tickets until they have
nough to win a premium.
After the Sunday School, the v.rit
r talked on the following: (1) Who
hall Come to Jesus. (2) When
hould We Come to Jesus. (3) 11 >w
''.hould We come to Jesus. Jesus said.
Come unto me all ye that labor and
ire heavy laden and I will give you
Mat. 11:28. And again he said.
'Him that cometh to me I will in no
'vise cast out", John 6:37. The spien-
lid attention which was given the
peaker made it easy for him to de-
'iver his message.
When the service was over, we
•vere asked to go to the Peach-tree
ater-hole. There a pleasant surprise
awaited us, in the form of a chicken
upper, prepared by the good people
f the community.
A number of table cloths wer>
pread under some large pecan trees,
nd fried chicken, pickles, sandwich-
s and various kinds of cake and pie
tnd ice tea were served to a happy
rowd. Let us always be thankful
liat the good Lord w ill supply all our
leeds, both spiritual and material.
The following were present: Mr.
nd Mrs. A. G. Eckhart and family,
•Ir. and Mrs. Chas Britsch and
'aughter. Mr. and Mrs. Gus Britsch,!
Ir. and Mi-. Ben Gerries and family.]
Jr. and Mrs. Hy. Burger and!
•laughter, Mr. and Mrs. Jr:. W.'
hort Jr. and daughter, Mi. J. L.
Lynch and wife, Mr. Eug n< Faa-
hoff and wife. Mr. mil Mrs. Hubert
turgor from Tarpiiy, Mr. and Mrs.
J. Underwald and family, Mrs.
’’.ffie V. Essary, Rot:: K ai Roland
?ritfch, Stanley. Rot rt Melvin and
’•ruse Burger, Irene Britsch, Hazel
lerdcs. Evelyn Burger, Hiida Man-
old. Mrs. Hug) Zumberg from Pipe
'reek. Miss Annie Reitzer from Bari j
• 'era, Mr. and Mrs. B. H. Balzen1
com San Antonio, and the writer
Robert L. Mu mine j
' 'rowded out of last issue.— Editor.
<<£ iw>ut>«iay Pnf* Co.)
FROM NEW FOUNTAIN
A revival meeting was held in the
VI. E. Church, South of New Fount-
ain last week which closed Sunday1
ight. Tuesday night Rev. W. S.j
Izell from Hondo preached the open-
tig sermon of this meeting to a very
good audience, and everyone was]
ouch pleased to hear Bro. Ezell. ]
Wednesday night Rev. A R. Vetter'
'rom Art, Mason Go., took hold of
he meeting and preached two ser-
•ons each day, one in the morning
. nd one at night, these were all con- (
(.’acted in the German Language.
Group prayer meetings were held
very night at different places. The
I few Fountain mixed choir had a
hort song service each night before
he preaching service. Sunday night
the service was conducted in the
English anguage and the house was
finest filled to its capacity.
Bro. Vetter did some fine preach-
ing and was gladly heard by all; he
did not whip the devil around the
tump but told the people straight
in the face, “Thus sayeth the Lord”
The meeting was a great spiritual
Benefit to the church, and I hope
ihat we all have been awakened to
do our full duty towards God and
Crowded out of last issue.— Editor.
Orders for hand-made Bools now,
before the rush comes. First class
i internal, workmanship and fit gnar-
At-6 J. T. HORGER.
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‘Try a local advertisement. They
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The last week in October found her
on the way to High Prairie, sentod be-
side Klaus Pool in (lie two-horse wagon
with which he brought his garden stuff
to the Chicago market. Mile lifter mile
of cabbage fields, jade-green against
the earth Mile after mile of red rule
b; ..• a rich [lummy Burgundy veined
iviii, black. Between these, heaps of
urn were piled-up sunshine. Against
tin horizon an occasional patch ot
woods showed the last russet and
broii/.e ot oak and maple. These things
Selina saw with her beauty-loving eye.
and she clasped her hands in their
black cotton gloves.
•‘Oh. Mr Pool!” she cried. “Mr
Pool! How beautiful it is here!"
Klaas Pool, driving his team of
horses down the muddy Hnlsted road,
was looking straight ahead, his eves
fastened seemingly on an invisible spot,
between the off-horsVs ears. His was
not the kind of bruin that acts quickly,
nor was his body’s mechanism the sort
that quickly responds to that brain’s
message. His eyes were china-blue in
a round red face that was covered
with a stubble of stiff golden liuir. Ills
•mind moon of a head was set low and
so’idly between his great shoulders, so
that as he began to turn it now. slow-
ly. you marveled at the process and
waited fearfully to hear a creak He
was turning his head toward Selina,
hut keeping his gaze on the spot be-
tween his horse’s ears. Evidently the
head and the eyes revolved by quite
distinct processes. Now lie faced Se-
lina almost directly. His pale blue eyes
"Beautiful?" he echoed, ir. puzzled
Interrogation. "What Is beautiful?"
Selina's slim arms flashed out from
rhe swathings of cloak, shawl, and muf-
fler and were flung wide in a gesture
that embraced the landscape on which
the late afternoon sun was casting a
glow peculiar to that lake region, all
rose and golden and mist-shimmering.
’This! The—the cabbages."
A slow-dawning film of fun crept
over the blue of Klaas Pool’s stare.
This lilm spread almost Imperceptibly
so that it fluted tvs broad nostrils, met
and w idened Ms full lips, reached and
agituh I his massive shoulders, tickled
the n ;tid belly, so that all K!au» Pool,
from Ids eyes to his waist, was rip-
pling and shaking with slow, solemn,
heavy Dutch mirth.
“Cabbages is beautiful!” his round
pop eyes staring at her In a fixity of
glee “Babbages Is beautiful!" Ilis
silent laughter now rose and became
audible in a rich throaty chortle, li
was plain that 1 ought*? with Klaas
Pool, was not a thing to lightly dis-
missed. once raised. "CaDi'.agcs—" lie
choked a little, and r^J Bite rod over-
Selina laughed, too, even while she
protested his laughter. "But they
are!" she Insisted. "They are beauti-
ful. Like jade and Burgundy. No,
like—uh— like—what’s that in—like
cjirysoprase and porphyry. All those
fields of cabbages and the corn and
the beet tops together look like Persian
Which was, certainly, no way for a
new school teacher to talk to a Hol-
land truck gardener driving his team
along the Girt road on his way to High
Prairie. But then. Selina, remember,
had rend Byron at seventeen.
Klims Pool knew nothing of ehry-
soprase and porphyry. Nor of Byron.
Nor, for that matter, of jade and Bur-
gundy. Bnt he did know cabbages,
both green and red. He knew cabbage
from seed to sauerkraut; he knew and
grew varieties from the sturdy Flat
Dutch to the early Wakefield. But
that they were beautiful; that they
looked like Jewels; that they lay like
Persian patches, had never entered his
bead, and rightly. What has the
head of a cabbage, or for that matter,
of n robust, soil-stained, toiling Dutch
truck farmer to do with nonsense like
chrysoprase. with jade, with Burgundy,
with Persian patterns!
The horses (flopped down the heavy
country road. Now and again the bulk
beside Selina was ngitated silently, as
before. And from between the golden
fuzz of stubble heard she would henr,
“Cabbages I Cabbages Is—” But she
did not feel offended. She could not
have been offended at anything today.
For In spite of her recent tragedy, her
nineteen years, her loneliness, the ter-
rifying thought of this new home to
which Rhe wrh going, among strangers,
she ' as eonseinns of a warm thrill of
elation, of excitement—of adventure 1
"•a; was It. “The whole thing's jflst
.i gland adventure," Simeon Peake hud
si id Selina rave a little bounce of
anticipation She was doing a revolu-
tionary and during thing; a thing that
Hu* Vermont and cow. fortunately. In-
accessible Peakes would have regarded
with horror For equipment she had
youth, curiosity, a steel-strong frame;
otic brown Itdy’s-clnth. one wine-red
cashmere; four hundred and ninety-
seven dollars; and a gay. adventure-
some spirit that was never to die.
though it led her into curious places
and she often found, at the end. only
a trackless waste from which sbe had
to retrace her steps, painfully. But
always, to her. red and green cabbages
were to he jade and Burgundy, chrys-
oprase and porphyry. Life has no
weapons against a woman like that.
Kiaus Pool was a school director.
She was to li\e at his house. Perhaps
-lie should not have said that about the
cabbage- So p'-w she drew herself up
primly and triel to appear the school
cu, heanil succeeded in looking as
severe as a white pansy.
"Ahem!" tor nearly that). “You
have tit;- e children, haven't you. Mr.
Pool? They'll all he my pupils?’*
Klaas I'oni ruminated ort this. He
concentrated so that a slight frown
marred the serenity of Ills brow. In
this doable question of hers, an at-
tempi to give the conversation a digni-
fied turn, she had apparently created
solise TUTT.tiilty for berltosl. He was
trying to shake his head two ways at
the same time. This gave it a rotary
motion. Sciiaa saw, with amazement,
that lie was atti mpting to ncM negation
and confirmation at once.
“You mean you haven't—or they're
"1 have got three children. All will
not lie your pupils." There w as some-
thing final, unshakable in his delivery
"Dear me! Why not? Which ones
won't. Do fell me which ones will and
which ones won’t " ,
"Geertje goes to school, .lozina goes
to school. Roelf works hy the farm."
“How old is Roelf?" She was being
school teaclierly again.
“Roelf Is twelve."
"Twelve! And no longer al school!
But why not J"
“Roelf he works h.v the farm."
“Doesn’t Roelf like school?”
“Don't you think he ought to go to
Having begun, she could not go
hack. “Doesn’t your wife want Roelf
to go to school any more?”
“Manrtje? But sure."
She gathered herself together;
hurled herself behind the next ques
Hon "Then why doesn't he go to
school, for pity’s sake?”
Klaus Pool’s pale blue eyes were
fixed on the spot between the horse’s
ears. His face was serene, placid, pa
‘‘Roelf he works by the farm."
Selina subsided, beaten.
Dusk wag coining on. The lake mist
came drifting across the prairie and
hung, a pearly haze, over the frost-
nipped stubble and the leafless trees.
It caught the last light In the sky and
lieid It, giving to fields, trees, black
earth, to the man seated stolidly be
side flic girl, and to the face of the
girl herself an opalescent glow very
•\ underfill to see. Selina, seeing it
opened tier lips to exclaim again; and
iben. remembering, closed them. She
had learned her first lesson in High
The Klaas Pools lived in a typical
High Prairie house. They had p.■■••«cd
a score like it in Hie dick. These
sturdy lloiland-Amei'ienns had built
here in Illinois after the pattern of the
squat houses that dot the lowlands
about Amsterdam. Haarlem and Rot-
terdam. A row of pollards stood stiff
ly by Hu roadside. Yard and dwelling
had a geometrical neatness like that
of a toy liortse in a set of playthings
Peering down over the high wheel
Selina waited for Klaas Pool to assist
her in alighting, lie seemed to have
no such thought. Having Jumped down.
WANT A HOME IN HONDO? illlllllllllllllimiHtlllBlIlllllllIHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIM'HHIIIIIIIIIIIIHIIIIHIillnii,,,,,,^
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Mr. Ranchman, do you want a
home in Hondo? The A. J. Swearen-
gen home, a splendid ten-room, two
story house, situated on an entire
block of ten lots, with commodious
barns, garages, chicken houses, etc.,
is for sale for $8,500.00 on terms to
suit purchaser at 8 per cent interest.
Only a few blocks from both the
public and the parochial schools, on
graveled streets leading to botn
schools with no busy streets or rail-
road tracks for children to cross. An
ideal buy for anyone wishing to move
to Hondo for benefit of our school.
Premises fenced and cross-fenced
chicken proof and well equipped for
small chicken farm. If interested
see the owner on premises or
Fletcher Davis, agent.
JOHN M. FINGER
h. F. .V.IRZ3ACH
1 Hondo National Farm Loan Ass’n.
AT THE METHODIST CHURCH
Sunday School........9:45 A. M.
Preaching .....10:00 A. M.
Sacrament of the Lord’s Supper
at morning service each first Sun-
Epworth League .....7:00 P. M.
Preaching ...............8:00 P. M
Missionary Society, First
and Third Mondays . 3:00 P. M.
Philathea Class, Second
and Fourth Tuesdays.....3:00 P.M.
day each week, .........8:00 P. M.
An invitation is cordially extended
to every one to attend these ser-
vices. “Come thou with us, and we
will do thee good.”—Numbers 10:29.
W. S. EZELL, Pastor.
OF MEDINA COUNTY, TEXAS
Chanel No. 1282. Dtited .September 25. 1917
Loan Appraising Alternatas: Directors:
Committee. H. F. Wurzbach lohn M. Finger F. G. Muennink
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Selina Stood Looking About Her in
the Dim Light, a Very Small Figure
in a Very Large World.
he wns throwing empty crates and
boxes out of the back of the wagon.
So Selina, gathering her shawls and
donk about her. clambered down the
side of the wheel and stood looking
about her In the dim light, a very
small figure In a very large world.
Klaas had opened the barn door. Now
he returned and slapped one of the
horses smartly on the flank. The team
trotted obediently u .' in the burn. He
picked up her i!tt!e hide-hound trunk.
She took her s:it«•?• ‘*1 The '■••rd was
nuttc d iifl: now. A .1 ’ oo! opened
Urn _ (.••! i hat
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