Cottonwood Chronicle Newspaper, June 6, 1919, Page 5

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¢ Lots of Pep CO) Jolly Night Chautauqua D ee Popular Cowboy Orchestra STREET CONCERT EACH EVENING By Cowboy Band Lots of Folks (i Lots of Fun (3 Qo Manufacturers Shorts, Bran an VOVOC LL @SSPGSOFS “ of Flour olled Feed Plows, Monitor Drills, Drag Har- Manure Spreaders, Gas Engines , Wire Fencing, Farm Gates Flying Dutchman Gan rows, Flying Dutchm: Fanning Mi Rhbtbths tipebb ib sbbpbbhe be FARMERS UNION WAREHOUSE MILLING & ELEVATOR CO., Ltd. 5 We carry the well-known PAYAHE PHONOGRAPH and _ invite all persons contemplating p' the merits of this wonderfyfmachine. lay a Record 1000 Times RUG STORE T. F. Schaecher, Prop. The Bus¥ Druggist Cottonwood, Idaho I for Butter appers, Legal Blanks, CITY BELOVED OF TOURISTS Buitenzorg, Java, Noted for Its Gay- eties and Its Wonderful Dis- play of Horticulture. When a wealthy Dutch planter tn Java discovers that he has acquired brain fag by talking business with his overseers and superintendents he or- ders his servants to make preparations tor a trip to Buitenzorg, the capital | of the Island. . Buitenzorg is one of those few fasct- nating cities where the climate is per- fect and business never seems to inter- fere with pleasure. The governor-gen- eral’s mansion is the center of Javan- ese government and frivolity—the scene of occasional weighty confer- ences and many balls and garden par- ties. In this tropical court the Dutch heiress makes her first bashful bow to society, and noted scientists who come to view the famous botanic gar- dens of the city are feted. Bamboo huts of the Javanese, all too small for the families they hold, snug- gle within the shadows of modern ho- tels and shops. All around are gardens overflowing with roses and gay tropical blooms. Flowers are popular in Buiten- zorg, but, attractive as the amateur gardens are, their charm is forgotten in the wonderful beauty of the botanic gardens, which lie within the estate of the governor general. For more than a century horticul- tural experts have cultivated these famous gardens, the suceess of their work being proved by the enthusiasm of scientists, to whom this spot ts @ botanist’s paradise.. Unscientific visit- ors revel in the profusion of blossoms, sweet smelling, gorgeous, strange and lovely, but the scientist hastens past these frankly attractive blooms to ex- pend his enthusiasm on some twisted dwarf, which he designates a bo- tanical triumph and labels with an unpronounceable name. TRACING LOST INDIAN TRIBE Scientists Interested in Explorations of Abodes of the Long-Gone Arawak Nation. When in 1494, on his second voy- age, Columbus discovered the island of Jamaica, it was populated by the Arawak Indians, who, although at first hostile to him, became friendly on his giving them clothing and other arti- cles hitherto unknown to them. When later the Spaniards settled the island they forced the Indians not only to do agricultural work in their own island, but to labor in the gold vuring the past eight years efforts have been made, under the auspices of a scientific society, to recover all possible traces of the lost race. To that end explorations have been made in the old kitchen middens, or refuse heaps of the Arawaks, in which there have been found, besides shells and pottery and fish, turtle and cony bones, many celts, or rude chisels, ‘grinding stones, stone pendanis and axes— 1,500 objects in all, which have been given to the American Museum of Nat- ural History in New York city. To the anthropologist the most in- teresting objects are the cylindrical stone pendants, which were fashioned with sand and stone and endless rub- bing. Pendants of exactly the same sort are worn today as insignia of office by chiefs or headmen of tribes in northern South America, You Gould Not Mistake Him. of traversing Covent Garden at that time might, by extending their walk a few yards into Russell street, huve noticed a small, spare man, clothed in black, who went out every morning, and returned every afternoon as the hands of the ¢lock moved toward cer- tain hours. You could not mistake him. He was somewhat stiff in his manner and almost clerical in dress; which indicated much wear, He had a long, melancholy face, with keen, penetrating eyes; and he walked with a short, resolute step citywards. He looked no one in the face for more than a moment, yet contrived to see everything as he went on, No one who ever studied the human feature could pass him by without recollect- ing his countenance; it was full of sensibility, and it came upon you lilce new thought, which you could not help dwelling upon afterward; It gave rise to meditation and did you good. This small, half-clerical man was—Charles Lamb.—Barry Coynwall. BOAT WAS “SOME” STRETCHER And Many Will Believe That Old Man Moody Belongs in Much the Same Class. A group of guides was sitting about the tavern table telling stories. Among them, says Mr. Leon Dean in Outing, was Old Man Moody. When the con versational ball was tossed to him he was ready for it. “Boys,” he drawled, “you remember that collapsible rubber boat that the old gentlemen sent me up a6 a present from New York last year?” The circle of heads nodded recollection, “Funny Persons who had been in the habit i meet; he’s some handy with the oars, | I'll allow, but he can’t beat the little! old rubber bathtub. a “Today he’s got a new scheme; wants to try it across the pond rowing frontwards, facing the bow. Says he}) can trim me to a frazzle that way, Its) a favorite of hisn, you know. { “Says I, ‘You can’t’; and off we went. | We was going like grease, too, but 11] was kind of playing with him, when | all of a sudden, about halfway across, jj I felt the little boat begin to drag.. She dragged harder and harder. ‘Gosh | all fishhooks,’ thinks I, ‘she must be) hitched to the bottom.’ i over it was no joke. I was putting into’ it for all I was worth and having all 1! could do to keep up with Ed, ‘Come on, ol! man,’ says he; and we let out for the finish, Well, boys, we hit the bamk jest about nip and tuck. And what @o you think the trouble was?” He paused dramatically, and the dir- cle regarded him expectantly, “When I stepped out I heard a sert of swish behind be. I turned round, and there wa'n’t no boat there. Ma forgot to untie her on tother side, amd she had snapped clean back.” THEORY OF ODD NUMBERS As Far Back as Can Be Traced, Supa stition Has Held Them in Reverence. “Why is a hen given an odd num ber of eggs to hatch and never @D even number?” a writer in Tit-Bits asks. He answers himself by saying that it is all a matter of superstition and that, despite our advanced civilt- zation we still cling to things of the musty past. Salutes from warsbips, forts, ete., are always given in odd numbers, he explains, with no valid reason, other than the old theory that the odd num- ber was always lucky. Virgil records all sorts of charms and spells practiced around odd num- bers and never an even one. People still say, after two faflures, that a third attempt may be success- ful. Seven is the favorite biblical num- ber, and old divines taught that it held a mystical perfection. Three is the fumber of the Trinity—an odd number again. i Falstaff, in the “Merry Wives,” is entrapped a third time. He ts quet- ed as saying “They say there ts a di- vinity in odd numbers.” The number two was always avoid- ed and had an evil reputation, in ancient times, because on the second thing happened this morning. ‘The Commercial Printing of Every Kind mines of Hayti. So hard were the Spanish taskmasters that by 1558 the whole Arawak nation was exterml- mated. | pickerel ought to be striking today,’ thinks I; and I went down to the pond to get my boat. Ed Greene was there. Ed wants to race me everz time we day hell was created. For hail insurance. See Felix Martzen. 16¢tf- |26, “By the time we was three quarters, I NOTIOE FOR PUBLICA’ Department of 'the 1 . Land ‘Office at tavae Ie Notice is. harehy is A. 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