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THE PARIS NEWS, PARIS TEXAS MONDAY AFTERNOON, AUGUST 7, 1939 Parts So Tetos NORTH (AND TEXAS THE DINNER PUBLISHING HORN) COMPANY PARIS. TEXAS Daily Except Saturday PAY HURT MOND rectialas W. Circulation Manager Managing Editor NEVILLE Editar Entared as Second Class Mail Matter at the Postoffice at Paris, Texas, under Act of Congress March, 1879. SUBSOLITION RATES Mali, One Month 60c By Mall, 5'x Three Months $3.00 $1.50 Mail, One Year $6.00 Delivered By Carrier 15c Per Week Any reflection the character, standing reputation of any individaci. Area corporation which appear la the columns of The News will be corrected being brought to the attention of the publishers 1 City ubecribars who make complaint before A their papers to them from the office.

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-Ezek. 36:23. Over The Back Fence What Editors Hereabouts Are Saying Of Various Things A mail order house catalogue, estimated to cost $2 a copy, is going into practically every home in the Bogata area, according to the Bogata News, and that paper wonders what would be the effect if local merchants spent an average of two dollars per family in advertising in that same area Experience has shown that the result would be an increase in sales by local merchants and a decrease in patronage of mail order houses. Ladonia News learns that engineers are working on the proposed municipal light plant for that town, making survey to estimate the cost of installation and probable number of people who would be patrons. The News say's it is likely that some officials of Cooper, where 8 plant was installed four years ago, will be asked to tell Ladona people of the savings their plant has made possible.

Editor-Proprietor Newby of Bonham Herald is taking vacation and he and Mrs. Newby will visit in Chicago and Kansas. In the Her. ald of last Thursday, Mr. Newby recalls that this issue begins his ninth year as owner of the Herald and residence in Bonham and that while he has not arrived at the income tax paying stage he has made lots of friends and values them more than dollars.

The Herald claims the largest number of country correspondents of any paper in Texas. Lamar County Echo looks ahead and gives its readers this good advice: "Get ready for 1940-it will be a promising year. The candidates will promise you everything from a free lunch to a regular job in order to get your vote -and those that promise the most usually get the most votes. It's an old racket but it works to perfection every two The Echo is correct, both as to the future and the past. The time-tried formnla will be used in 1940.

as never before. Reading in a paper that a New York woman had willed fifty thousand dollars to a trust fund for dogs and one of only twenty thousand dollars to her husband, Harry Thompson ventures to say in Honey Grove Signal-Citizen that maybe the husband should have "barked" more during the wife's lifetime, and thereby had a better share of her estate. Perhaps he not only failed to bark properly but he may have growled too much to suit her. Wayne Mills, who has been editing the Valliant, Tribune seven years has bought the Boswell News and taken charge. The News is in its thirty-seventh year and Mr.

Mills proposes to keep it going A lot more vears. If the improvements shown by the two issues he has sent out since huying the paper are an indication, he will have no trouble keeping his paper among the best of the Oklahoma weekly publications. Texas used to be what was called a "dry" State, no liquor being sold legally within its borders. It is still dry in the belief of Cland of Detroit News-Herald, who notes that revenues from liquor, wines and beer were nearly half a million dollars in an increase of about 10 per cent over July last year, and he asks, "Who said Texans were not dry?" Did anybody say 50? Reading in Paris News about salaries of WPA officials, J. Oliver, who is editor and publisher of Fort Towson Sentinel, says he just can't understand why it takes so many high priced men to-administer a fund that was created for those who cannot care for themselves.

Then he auswers his own question (in a way) by saying, "We wonder if politics had anything to do with it? That seems to be about is much answer as has been forthcomlas, and the Congress seems 1.o have thought It worth while looking after. the Searaven, WAs Portsmouth, And here's hoping precautions, Lowell when it Landas comes to WASHINGTON DAYBOOK us Washington is preparing for the International Conference here early in September on the German question, there comes report of what happened to a band of American exiles driven abroad by one of our own tragedies--the Civil War. Of the hundreds of Southerners who went to South America after the Civil War, most were absorbed into the Latin American communities to which they emigrated. But a sorrier tale is told of one community of Confederate exiles who attempted to found a settlement on the Amazon in Brazil. Thte story comes from William C.

Burdett, U. S. Consul General in Rio de Janeiro. Brought Dentists To Brazil Villa Americana was founded In the rich Sao Paolo district of Southern Brazil. "Most of them prospered and lived happily," says Burdett.

"The families and descendants of this old Confederate breed (mostly from Texas and Alabama) have scattered through Brazil, many to take distinguished roles in the life of the nation. Most of them are Brazilian citizens but a few retain American citizenship. Several dentists and an outstanding surgeon in Rio de Janeiro, Dr. Frankklin Pyles, are proud to claim Villa Americana origin. "To the Villa Americana colonists is ascribed the introduction into Brazil of dentists and watermelons, but the colony can be credited with many less tangible contributions to Brazilian progress." In Argentina, exiles have risen to high navy command.

Yet sad was the fate of another colony, Santarem, 600 miles up the Amazon. It was in cne of the unhealthiest fever-ridden parts of the world. Many of the exiles, without adequate tools and unprepared for jungle life, moved 1,500 miles southward to Villa Americana. "Santarem colony dropped into says Burdett. "'The odds were too great.

Too detergive up, the settlers were decimated by tropical disease. The survivors married into Brazilian families, and finally all trace of the colony, as a colony, vanished, A Little Old Lady "I visited Santarem in May. 1938, and found little to recall this last stand of the Confederacy. There is only one survivor of the original pioneers, Mrs. Riker, very wrinkled and bent old lady who came out from Alabama as a young woman in 1866.

She still understands English, but has forgotten how to speak it. With an obvious shortage lot this world's goods, her house was clean as a pin and, "Four with the thousand neatest miles flower from garden home, in this front. amazing unreconstructed old lady still carries herself with an air that was certainly acquired far from the Amazon." If there were a wide open rich country now, as Brazii was at the end of the U. S. Civil War, there would be more hope for the increasing crop of German exiles.

TEXAS TODAY By WILLIAM E. KEYS Associated Press Staff Money grows on trees--right here in Texas. A little common sense and a reasonable amount of work will harvest the crop for thousands of Texans. This might sound like a deep mystery, but the Slate Department of Agriculture will solve it in one word- W. D.

Sims, chief of the pecan division, will produce numerous exhibits to prove what he talks about. He says thousands of Texas farmers are ignoring money-making opportunities by failing to clear out bottom lands and give native pecan trees a chance. to live under favorable conditions. You doubt his word either after he produces from departmental files any number of success stories, Native trees need freedom from choking undergrowth and competitive vegetation. Given this care and a few added common sense measures end Mr.

Farmer, providing he has enough pecan acreage, might as well let up on his back-breaking labor in the cotton fields, for pecans very often have put to shame the revenue yield of other crops. Some farmers have capitalized on these opportunities, but not enough. In fact, Sims is of the opinion it might be well to devote all educational efforts to the youth of the state, the future farmers. About 40 demonstration projects are being conducted among youth groups. Those adult soil tillers who have realized the possibilities of pecan orchard development are fairly numerous, however, John Barton of will show you a tract that produced 1,500 pounds of pecans before development.

After development he garnered as much as 15,000 pounds in one season. This resulted from the ordinary process of clearling away foreign timber and leaving pecan trees. It is not always necessary to top-work or bud the native trees. Some orchardists go in for the intricacies of propagation, but many native varieties do themselves proud if given reasonable care. Sims says an ideal development for bottomlands containing pecans is to clear out foreign growth and plant soil building crops, such as clover, among the pecans.

These crops capture and 'deposit valuable nitrogen in the soil, thus feeding other grasses. Livestock can be grazed on the pasture land. They in turn will fertilize the pecan trees. It's a nice little economic circle which requires little, if any, capital. fact," says Sims, "it's about the closest a farmer can come to getting something for nothing." For instance there's a certain farmer with a large tract in the Red River bottom.

He keeps an accurate record of crop productions. One year his land produced $8,500 revenue. Of this, $5,500 came from pecans which cost him $500 to produce and the remaining $3,000 from other crops -produced at a cost of more than $2,700. A farmer near Gustine had 100 acres of undeveloped pecan growth on his tract. It never entered his mind the nuts were of value until a man offered him $110 for the pecan crop on the trees.

He discovered the man sold the crop for $1,800, Mr. Farmer, went to work, hacked the foreign growth his pecan and has since gathered as much as 57.000 pounds' in one season. Sims says the odd part about the lack of natural pecan development In Texas is that desirable for it can be used for no other purpose. Mostly it is overflow land from which floods would rip up most crops. The stories of pecan development are almost without end.

Even the state prison system has benefitted. The large cultivated fields at the Eastham Prison Farm are encircled by heavy timber. Sevcral years ago a strip was cleared back about 75 yards so that a guard, concealed in the denser growth, could keep an eye on working prisoners. Pecan trees, however, were allowed to stand in the cut over strips. They had never ylelded a normal crop before but are now producing enough nuts for several prison farms.

Texas now produces 40 per cent of the world pecan tonnage. Its potentialities are much greater, Sims says. Of fan estimated 50,000,000 trees state, about five to 10 per cent are the big producers. leaves plenty of room for development. Now that Douglas Corrigan is married, thousands of husbands will shake their heads and say he's off on the wrong course Globe.

Duck without a quack will be on display at the World's Poultry Congress in Cleveland. We'd rathpolitician without one -Scranton Tribune. The Timid Soul L'HO DATO IER' SERA ALLE BOCCE GENE! PER AL NOSTRO BACCO! BEPPINO! GRAN' GIUOCO 188 HAW! HAW! HAW! LE YUH! Bocce! YUH! 1.0 18 YUH! 3 A MR. MILQUETOAST SOMETIMES FEELS CLASS CONSCIOUS WHEN WEARING HIS NEW FLANNELS MY TRIBUNE FOUR BLIND DATES By Edwin Rutt CHAPTER 27 Root Of The Matter His voice floating out on the night breeze, came first to the ears of Matherton, the butler. Matherton took action.

stately he walked to the livingroom and desired speech with Tacks. "Beggin' your pardon, sir," Matherton said, "but there's an 'orrible goin' on h'outside in the Tacks looked at him, surprised. "How's that? Howling?" "Precisely, sir," said Matherton. "From somewhere within the premises there is h'issuin' a kind of bellowin' an' trumpetin' as would wake the dead, that it would, sir." "But who," said Tacks, mystified, "is doing it?" Matherton gazed al the ceiling. He never liked to commit himself definitely.

But the authorship of some of the rich and racy expressions that were. now ringing through the confines of Saltair Acres could be ascribed to but one individual. "Well." Matherton said judicially, "h'in my h'opinion, sir, h'it could be the Master." Tacks got the attention of his contemporaries in the living-room. he said. "some of you come with mc.

There's monkey business afoot." The occupants of the livingroom rallied to the call nobly. Everybody wanted to go. Tacks seized three flashlights from the hall table and led his band out into the night. As 1hey filed out into the shadows they were met by a gust of wind and a greater gush of profanity. Using Richard Craftonbury's efforts as a sort of verbal beacon, they converged upon the smokehouse.

On its threshold Tacks halted the company. He and Matherton went inside. Richard Craftonbury sat propped against the wall, spent by his ertions. He glowered fiercely into the beams of the flashlights. "Ha!" he said, with savagery.

"Good grief, Uncle Dick!" exclaimed Tacks, "What on earth has happened?" "Happened?" barked Richard Craftonbury. "How the hell do I know what's happened? Cut me loose, you damned idiot." Tacks produced a pen-knife. A moment later Richard Craftonbury bristied forth from the smokehouse. "Ha!" he snapped, surveying the assemblage with smouldering cyc. "What's all this?" "Matherton heard you shouting," Tacks explained.

"So we all came out." He paused in astonishment. "Goodnight, who beaned you?" Richard Craftonbury put a hand to his head. He then discovered that he was the owner of a lump the size of a hen's egz. The know.ledge caused him to execute a dance of pure wrath. "Ha!" he roared, addressing the company at large.

"Who struck me?" No one claimed the honor. Richard Craftonbury glared at the group and went off on another tack. "Where's that young woman came out with?" he demanded. "Gee," said Tacks. "we don't know.

You ought to." Mr. Adams wheeled on him. "Me? How should know. you damn fool. I went down the steps I with her and.

some blackguard BACKWARD GLANCES By W. NEVILLE FORMER PARIS CITIZEN HAS PASSED Henry Hadden, Whose Boyhood Recollections Enriched This Column, Has Joined His Comrades Readers of Backward Glances may, recall that six years ago I had in this column some stories of Parls before the war between the sections things that had never been published and that were told me in leiters written by T. H. Hadden of Springfield, Mo. Saturday I recelved a letter from Mrs.

H. A. Cothran, on the XT Ranch near Antlers, in which she told of the death of her uncle, T. H. Hadden, who passed away at his home in Springtield, June 9.

He was born at Fort Towson, Indian Territory, October 5, 1849, and therefore lacked less than four months of being ninety years old. Mr. Hadden was buried in the Confederate section of the National Cemetery In Springfield, with military honors, six National Guards standing at attention while a Boy Scout blew taps for the departed soldier. The Springfield -Press had a picture of the group at the cemetery, showing In The News 13 Years Ago From The News' Files 13 Years Ago Saturday, August 7, 1926 Temperature in Paris Saturday was recorded on the government thermometer at an even 100, following 96 the day before. James V.

Allred, candidate for Attorney addressed General in of the several hun- off, a crowd dred people on the Piaza in the evening. Memory Williams and Miss Myrtle Arnold were married by the Rev. R. A. Zahn, minister of Lamar Avenue Church of Christ, at the minister's home.

Two hundred and fifty passes to Paris moving picture theatres were dropped from a plane while it flew over the city, Longview repeated its defeat of Paris baseball club, winning today's game al Longview, 1-4. Roxton people noted that while one year ago today the first bale of cotton was received, at this time there was not an open boll in any of the fields there. O. S. Morris of Hugo.

was reported as refusing to vote in any election since women were given the ballot and was said to cite the Bible as proof that women had no business in politics. James A Smith, who had been chairman of a committee relief of in the Near East, made an appeal to Paris people to contribute to the fund. there without your pants. Sit down." The Chiseler obeyed with bad grace. He had but one hope now.

That was that the hue and cry, which would go up presently, would not extend to Mrs. Dipsang's apartment. Minutes passed. There was a commotion below. The Chiseler sat on the edge of his chair, fuming impotently.

A lull supplanted the commotion. Then, alter what seemed an interminable time. sounds issued from the lower section of the house. He heard an irritated voice raised in expostulation. Next tootsteps, which to the Chiseler's ears scemed to indicate the approach of nothing short of a regiment of marines, sounded in the hallway outside Mrs.

Dipsang's door. For one wild moment the Chiseler toyed with the idea of flight. Immediately. however, he discarded it. Flight would seal his guilt beyond question and he doubted if he could have escaped anyway.

For another equally wild moment he entertained the notion of sliding ecl-like under the bed or diving into A closet. But his great brain ruled against these measures as Impractical. Nothing. it told him, smacks of sin more than a gentleman surprised sojourning beneath a bed or lying concealed in a closet. No.

he would brazen this thing out. His original story was perfectly sound, in view of Mrs. Dipsang's undeniable craziness and the fact that he could count on the quick mind of Dorothy South to back him up Instantly. But then. like manna from the skies, a brilliant, it dangerous, inspiration came to him.

(To Be Continued) the Confederate monument where the sod was broken for the last time, for Henry Hadden was the last member the Confederate Camp in Greene County. He was buried in his Confederate uniform with a small Confederate flag in his hand and the Rev, B. Locke Davis, his pastor, praised the Confederate soldier fighting for what he thought was right. When Henry Hadden came to Paris from Fort Towson with his parents he was about 10 years old, and he lived here until grown to young manhood, attended schools here until the family moved to' land the father had bought near 'Tigertown. When 15 years old Henry ran away and enlisted in the Confederate army, was with the Seventeenth Arkansas Cavalry and took part in battles near Pine Bluff.

When the war ended came back to Paris, then left here, and for years was a railroad employe in the locomotive service. Retired from the was for several years with the Springfield Leader, resigning that position fifteen years ago because of advanced age. Since then he had not been in active business, but he retained his interest In the Methodist Church, of which he was a member, and in the Decoration Day services in the Confederate section of the cemetery, unill the last seven or eight years when his eyesight was failing. When Mr. Hadden wrote his recollections of Paris he was 83 years old, but his memory of those early days was clear.

The Impressions he him received As able boy was to tell them. He was the only per50n who at that time could have told about Paris in the years from 1858 to 1865, for the others were all gone. Now he too has passed on, but he left with me, and I am sure with all who knew him, the memory of a man who lived a good life and met every obligation with courage and a thorough sense of duty as a citizen and a man. YOU'RE LUCKY TO LIVE BUENOS AIRES. (P)-Mr.

and Mrs. Average Workman live in the red in this, the largest city of the southern hemisphere. Figures published hy the National Labor Department picture the couple struggling along with three children on an income of 127.26 pesos per month when It costs 143.67 pesos to live. The family borrows to cover its deficit. One peso is about 25 cents.

struck me from behind." "You don't even know who tied you up?" pursued Tacks. "I'm telling you I dont." thundered Richard Craftonbury, "But, dammit, I'll find out." He gazed sweepingly over his minions and perceived that there was an absentee. "Why isn't Dipsang here?" he inquired challengingly. in this. There Richard were no Craftonbury opinions as fumed.

to "Bah!" he said. "Nobody knows anything. A parcel of tools." He arranged himself at the head of the company. "Well. come on.

I'm ing to ferret this out." Completely Unmanned ho house. They Arriving proceeded in the back hall. to Rich- the lard Craftonbury delivered an edict. "I'm going, up to see Dipsang," he announced. He started up the stairs, then wheeled suddenly upon his fol! lowers.

"Well. dammit," he growled, "you don't all have to come. What do you think this Is, the Easter parade?" His fiery eyes darted selectively over his cohorts. "You, Matherton. I'll want you.

And you. Jonathan, you'd better come. And" -he pointed suddenly at Packy of whose charms he had become sensible even while fuming outside the come. 100. As for the rest of you go and play cards or something." The elect stood forth.

The discarded canaille faded back to the living-room. Richard Craftonbury swept his arm in a charge-Chester-charge movement. They ascended the stairs. Mr. Chiseler Jennings watched in fascinated horror as his trousers floated out into the night.

It was a stunning finishing blow, like a quick forward pass that snatches the whistle at the timekeeper's lips. It completely him. He dropped his pursuit of Mrs. Dipsang and sank weakly into a chair. "Woman." he said reproachfully, "that was an unworthy act." Mrs.

Dipsang, panting but victorious, resumed her seat. "If you'd behaved like I told you to," she said, "I wouldn't have done it." Disappointment and chagrin moved the Chiseler to dip into his store. of quotation. "You." he said, pointing an accusing finger at her, "have robbed me of that which not enriches you but makes me poor, indeed." "How's that?" said Dipsang. "Poor? Well.

don't you worry. I'-she smirked have enough for us both. I--I've always been a saving woman." The Chiseler almost Jumped out of his gala underpants. "What do you mean?" he ejacu- "I mean," said Mrs. Dipsang portentously, "that Fate has decreed that we- events shall take a certain course." The Chiseler's quick mind grasped her meaning.

For a moment he stared at her unbelievingly. So this middle-aged loony had fallen a victim to his masculine charms, eh? Well, that was a hot one. Still, there was one advantage in it. But for the fact that sho was attracted to him, she would certainly have aroused the house. And while he deplored the delay that had prevented him from ransacking the place he thought it just possible that he might yet escape to join his confederates below.

He was certain that by now he deed had been done. In all probability Coletti was standing guard over young Harkness in the smokehouse wondering, what Instructed to do Colett! next. to If put Harkness in the car and hurry back to the city! But how the events led to could he possibly, have forescen prisonment by a woman who. he felt certain. was off her trolley? Only Too Clear Get out of this he must.

But how? And, spur his intellect as he would, the answer to the question evaded him. For many minutes he racked the noted Jennings cerebellum. Then, all of a sudden, he started bolt upright, "My heavens!" he "What was that?" From somewhere out in the night a stentorian shout had sounded. It was immediately succeeded by another and still another until a kind of erratic symphony, notable for volume if not for sweetness, was pouring in at Mrs. Dipsang's window.

The Chiseler, hand behind his ear, made out the word "help" repeated often and with a mandatory twist on it. And to his agile mind it was only too clear what had happened. In some stupid manner, no doubt, Coletti had fumbled the ball. That voice would be the voice of Van Harkness, soliciting help. A wave of disappointment swept over the Chiseler.

He felt like a financier who, crouched over an adverse ticker, watches his fortune roll irretrievably away from him. "We must investigate this," he cried, springing to his feet. "Someone is in distress." Mrs. Dipsang remained calmly in her chair. "There are enough of them downstairs to investigate it," she I pointed out.

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