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THE BANNER-LEPQER: FRIDAY, MAY 1, 1914.
TIE BANNER-LEDGER
PUBLISHED EVERY FRIDAY BY
m NUMEI PRINTING COMPANY
The Banner-Leader and the
Ifcmutels County Letlger were eon
•oiidated January 28, 1913.
{*. W. SLEDGE..........Editor
C P. SHEPHERD. .Business Mgr.
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OFFICERS.
O* L. Parish, president; Paul Trim
Brier, vice-president; C. P. Shep
herd, secretary and treasurer.
DIRECTORS.
V. T. Pearce, 0. L. Parish, Paul
ITrimmicr, C. P. Shepherd, A. W
Sledge, Troy Simpson.
STOCKHOLDERS,
ff. M. Skinner, C. P. Shepherd
ttaol Trimmier, A. W. Sledge, H
M. Jones, R. T. Williams, J. Y
Pearce, Scott II. Slack, T. J. Gard
Her, 0. L. Parish, R. W. Bruce
IThoy Simpson.
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“War is hell,” hut some people
seem to laugh at the fruits of
hell.
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As long as there is a fly buz-
zing you should not be idle. Swat
'em.
The wag of a dirty tongue is an
evil influence for the coming gen-
eration of young men. Control
your tongue.
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A good laugh will often cure
you when a dose of medicine will
prove fatal. Be sure that your
case is properly diagnosed.
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Kodak By Mail
The Convenient Way.
See Us About Sample Prints.
All films developed 15c For 6 exposure, prints 5c
MORRISON and PHILLIPS at
Wilbourn s Studio
105 8th Street.
Ballinger, Texas
tried to see bow close he could
stand to a moving train while it
passed. In strolling about you
see the monument of a hired girl
who tried to start the fire with
kerosene, and the boy who put .1
eob under a mule’s tail. That tall
shaft is over a man who blew out
the gas. It easts a shadow over
the boy who tried to get on a
moving train. Side by side is the
pretty creature who always has
her corset laced to the last hole
and the intelligent editor who
rode the bicycle nine miles in ten
minutes sleeps unmolested. At
repose is a doctor who took a dose
of his own medicine*. There, with
the top of a shoe box driven over
bis head, is a rich old man who
married a young wife. Away over
Its an ill wind that does not blow
good to some one, and the news-
paper is in demand.
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It is to be hoped that our city
administration will not forget that
cleanliness means more to Ballin-
ger than any other matter that
they may be called upon to deal
with. Cleanliness means good
health, and good health is more to
be desires than great riches.
Remember that we remind you
that a big erop in this County
would increase land values. If you
ever expect to own a home, you
had better begin to lay up enough
money to make the cash payment.
There is a day coming when it
will require more money to make
the cash payment than the pur-
chase price of the land amounts
to today.
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er, is another guess that we will
make
Press reports give the account
of the moving of the soldiers
from Galveston to Mexico, and
while the troops are being load-
ed on the transports, boats are
also being loaded with coffins to
accompany the soldiers. "\\ hen we
stop to think of the horrors of the
conflict that seems to inevitable,
it takes away that craving for
something sensational. War with
Mexico has already cost the lives
of some mother’s boy, and that
mother is today heart-broken. Yes,
the coffins will be needed, take
them along, and if possible give
our boys a respectable burial.
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looks like "Wilson
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The fly is buzzing just a little
too fast in Ballinger for the best
interest of the baby’s health.
Don’t let him get the start on you.
Swat ’em now.
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We are trying to find out if
there is another daily paper in a
town in Texas as small as Ballin-
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ger that carries a telegraph news
service. Do you know of one?
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With the Mexican situation at
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high tension point the candidates
for governor have got to sav
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something very unusual to get
front page position in any pa-
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There is no doubt hut what
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Josh Billings was talking about
polities when he said: “We ean
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never have an honest race until
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we have an honest human race.
Soine people are having a good
deal to say about the horrors of
our soldiers having to go to war.
We are living under a govern-
ment where 110 man is forced to
fight. Up to this good hour a
sufficient number have volunteer-
ed to defend their country. The
hoys who are defending us are
doing so through a matter ol
choice. It will be a long time be-
fore Uncle Sam will be compelled stances,
to use the conscript method.
And now it
and Bryan are going to take back
1 water and use their “grape shot”
| policy in dealing with Huerta. We
realize that war is all that Sher-
man claimed it to be, but Mexico
lias been giving Americans a
double dose. It is possible to set
tie the trouble between the two
nations without war, but it is
hardly probable as long as Huerta
is at the head of the Mexican
government. And we think delay
is not only dangerous, but very
costly under the present circum-
He handed the inBtrumeri across
the table to Blake. 1
"Father!” entreated Gracif seizing
Blake’s arm. “For my su e, you
mustn’t—”
“Grace!” snapped Blake. "I’m plumb
ashamed of you. You’re acting like a
sick schoolgirl. Go to your room.
Hello. Jennings! This is Blake—
Hello—” j
“Hold on, Blake!” ordered Sttaudisb.
"I’ll give you her name. St:I—”
“Wait!” screamed Grace, b bide her-
self with pain and fear.
"Hello!” Blake was callin.; wrath-
fully. “Hello! What In blu<s blazes
is the matter? You’ve cut us eff, cen-
tral. ‘Wire won’t work?’ Tell you It’s
got to work!—Hey?—What's; that?—
CANDIDATES
‘Out of order?’—And I hav Vt sixty
seconds to wait! 1 must!—What?—
Oh. a lot of good your beKg sorry
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does!—Say!—Who am I ticking to,
- - - 7 , - .... 1 anyway?—Miss Kelly?
there reposes a boy who went tisli ^ »».
ing on Sunday, and the woman
who kept strychnine powders in
lyell—m
her cupboard. The man who stood
in front of the mowing machine to
oil the sickle is quiet now and
rests besides the careless brake-
man who fed himself to the seven-
Blake dropped the receiver ®a to itB
hook and set down the h;«rument
with the most profane t yig ever
heard. “A damn w ithout wo 1 s,” Neli-
gan afterward called it. Jim glanced
again at his watch.
“Gentlemen,” he announced with
dangerous calm, “we’re too late. Miss
This paper is authorized to an-
nounce the following candidates
for the offices named, subject to
the action of the Democratic Pri-
mary to be held in July:
ty-ton engine. Near by may be KeHy has 8een fit to interfere. They’ll
seen the grave of the man who
tried to whip the editor.—llorn-
islies Monthly.
t2e
WOMAN
A Novel by
Albert Pay son Terhune
Founded on
Wtmam C. de Mille’s Play
of tb« same nun*
have gone to press by now.’
“Mr. Standish.” cut in Vht Dyke’s
Buave voice, “you were ’about to
say—?” i
"I’ve changed my mind,’: replied
Standish, with a covert glance at
Grace, who was leaning for support on
a corner of the desk. “Good night,
gentlemen.”
He left the suite. Grace, more dead
than alive, made her way blindly
across the library to the door leading
to her own rooms.
The others stood staring at one an-
other. Downstairs Wanda Kelly smiled
beatifically to herself and flu*!*! out a
strand of her hair that had ntrayed
over her forehead.
For County Superintendent:
E. L. IIAGAN.
J. N. KEY.
S. C. HARRIS.
For Sheriff:
JOHN D. PERKINS.
J. A. DEMOVILLH
MARSHALL SIMPSON
For Tax Assessor:
MIKE C. BOYD.
WILL L STUART.
C. C. SCIIUCHARD.
sam ii. McPherson.
JIM McWlIIRTEF,
R. L. (Bob) SHAFFER.
For County Judge:
M. KLEBERG.
For Countv Treasurer:
W. L. BROWN.
For County Clerk:
0. L. PARISH.
C. C. COCKRELL
For District Clerk:
JOHN THOMASON.
GEO. M. ST0KE&
Miss MARY PHILLIPS.
For Tax Collector:
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CHAPTER XVII.
Oarrvt«ht 19TJ. Tb« BoMxi-Mrrrlll Co., by ___
Wiupmuil with Lbe Ueilil)** Cut* Ob.
Preparing for war in time of
peace is going to prove to be the
proper thing for Uncle Sam in
dealing with Mexico. During the
past two years our government
Booker T. Washington, who is
trying to educate negroes up at
Tiskogce, has launched a • move
against separate coaches tor
white people and negroes, and he
has issued an appeal for the ne-
(Continued from last week)
have been doing every tiling pns- groes to set aside dime 7tli ami
sible to avoid a conflict with
Mexico, but at the same time the
war department have been mak-
ing ready for any emergency that
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"While there is some complaint
said, i at the falling short of the oat
crop, let 11s remember that they
pas-
and
that other crops
crops arc coming up to a good
When President AVilson
“Huerta, salute my flag,’’ there
was approximately 22,500 soldiers , have afforded a. splendid
in Texas, and they have been rap- turage through the winter,
idly increasing every since Huerta
said, “nothing doing, Woodrow.”
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8th as special days upon which to
meet and register their protest
against the dim Crow law and the
discrimination on account of
color. We have always given
Booker credit for being a pretty
level headed negro, and in times
p::st he has given his people some
good advice, but he is handling
dynamite now, and it is just as
sure to explode as the dim ( row
cotton, and feed ! law is to stay on the statutes and
■ that some .sin*‘*.
Here, in my wife’s presence. Yon
know- our cards. Show yours.”
Siandish’s gaze strayed, as if by
chance, to Grace’s ghastly face.
“Well?” urged Mark. “Speak up!
We’re waiting!”
At sight of the mortal terror Id
Grace's eyew, Standish checked the
words that were on his lips. Turning
away from the domineering man who
so truculently confronted him, he mut-
’?red:
“I’ll choose my own time!”
“1 thought so!” scoffed Mark.
"You’re licked. This is your last fight.
From tonight you're a dead man, po-
litically. And if we have to hunt out a
woman or two to keep you dead, we’ll
do It.”
Van Dyke had glanced from the tele-
phone list to his watch.
“We’ve just time enough to catch
Preparing the Grill.
In the dumb disappointment that
fell over the group in Mar i Robert-
son’s library, the men's eyes gradually
turned as by common consent upon
Jim Blake. Unruffled, he stoap there,
master of them all and even Aster of
himself. [J
“Gentlemen,” he drawled at last,
“we’ve got our work cut ou* for us.
We’ve missed the morning papers.
Now, It remains to get our story on
the floor of the house tonight. To
force adjournment. That will give us
time.”
“But,” objected Van Dyke,, pointing
to the duplicate telephone list, “we
can’t get those numbers traced until
tomorrow. And we’ve got tv get the
name before we dare spread jfche story
In the house. It was different with
the newspapers. But—” j
"We shall get the Woman's name
In the next hour,” Blake assu ed him.
“How?”
“Through the only person left who
can tell us what the right number is.
The phone girl who Interfer'd with
our wire just now. Neligan, go down
and tell Perry I want to s;A, Mizs
Kelly up here at once, Bring •* up,
yourself. Now, then, Mark,” as Nell-
the goods on Standish, fully -twenty
stand. Tt_was only a couple or
Max Winkel has 50 acres of cot- j three years ago. that we were
ton up on his farm near the Win-j watching the clouds in April and
kel crossing of the Concho River, j May and wondering win--
Wo Vinno tin* winter is over : 1 lid /.lout wnt**r M-milil f:ill to !>"*
suffi-
Tliere is little doubt lint what
the various county officers of Tex-
as are to lie placed on a salary and
We hope the winter is over and j (*ient water "mold fall to l> :,»«r up 1 tin* fee system abolished. Hotli tli
that Max’s will make v, bale to | thP crops,
the acre.—Paint Rock Herald.
We have it this year.
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Whi'e the gentle shove,•» are; |'sso„ ........ ,j„.
falling over < entral West Texas, , f,.w t|,„„sal„| ,l,,ll,„s
floods are doing damage in North j .
Texas. Just
that there is
reminder
script to help carry ou public
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another “'"""'V ' i roail work this summer,
no room lor the kR an<] h«v.
knocker to get in Ins work here. , pressp(1 v, ii|jlls?ness to help tak.
care of this script. This
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Yes, Runnels County is coming! ?jv<l tj10 commissioners sufficient
back, and some of the emitters are fun,|s to operate on in building
coming back too. The man who
ieft here to look for greener fields
has discovered that the fields here
are about as greey as the green-
est, all things considered.
•andidates for governor have gone
on record as favoring such a law,
and the demand seems to have
reached tin* point that will make
the law one among the lirsc to be
passed by the next legislature.
| There is 110 question but what a
fixed salary for each office, com-
mensurate with the duties perform
ed, would l»e a great improvement
over the present way of paying
officers for their work.
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The United States lias afloat
thirty-two battleships, carrying a
total of 657 big guns and 16,517
men. Turn that bunch lose with
plenty ammunition and they will
wir’;iout any seaport in the world
in less time than it takes to kill a
cover of quail.
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The man that, deprives himself
of the pleasure afforded in read-
ing the news while it is news, and
deprives us of his encouragement
and support in our efforts to
give the people a good paper, is
not practicing economy. Then* is
another name for it.
If some men would take their
wives out riding as often as they
did before they were married it
would be the means of bringing
more sunshine in the homes. A
home without sunshine is first
cousin to the name Sherman gave
War.
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Commissioner Jayrow, of the
Crews pTecinet, was here Mon-
day. He says he must keep up
with the war situation and order-
ed a daily paper for six months.
In a speech at Tyler Saturday
Ferguson attacked Ball from a
dozen different angles, ai:d if
what Ferguson said is true Ball
roads that will be worth the price
Permanent and not patch work is
what pays.
\\ e had 12.000 ;it J ' s is going to have quite a lot of ex-
5000 at Galveston. ~ a ol | plainin*^ to do before be becomes
Bliss, 1300 at Laredo 1300 «t " of Tl.xas> Al„, if it is
Eagle Pass. 300 at Brownsv..lie J , somebodv else will
and 600 at Fort Sam Houston. I be hHve (,o ^plaining.
boys are now on the. mo\i. am ( ^||1(>||^ ,q|M.- thing.-*, Ferguson
the present forces will be mgu- j sHi(J om. of tho |(.il,|jll^ saj0on
move, a
be ;Mlf
mented with those who are ready j
to go at a moments call. 1 ncle
Sam is figuring on moving the
.six thousand Mexicans lie hay
been herding down at Fort Bliss,
\\V suggest lhat lie bring them to
Runnels County, the farmers will
tw to make them earn their boa id
picking cotton this tall.
’I'lu* Concho Herald, published
at Paint Rock, says, “We are re-
liably informed that » renter in
the Eden section banked off ot
last year’s erop $1000. And it was
not a good year for farming eith-
er.” "We have no id<*a who the
renter is. but we go a South Bal-
linger watermelon to a grape
juice that he plants something be-
sides cotton, and can be caught in
town almost every week with a
load of eggs or something else to
convert into cash. That farmer
may be a renter for a few years,
but he is going to be a home own-
sanl one <
linen in Houston had contributed
$2(100 to Ball’s campaign fund.
He also said: “It had probably
not occurred to some of you good
prohibitionists that you were real
ly running a high toned saloon
man for governor.” He said Mr.
Ball was in the liquor selling hus
incss heer.use lie was a member of
a club that sold whiskey on Sun-
day. He says Tom Ball can go
to the dull on Sunday morning
while the good prohibitionists
that are supporting him go to
church. Ball will no doubt be
heard from, and if the campaign
does not develop into a mud
slinging campaign there is noth-
ing in signs.
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Take a walk through the ceme-
tery alone and you will pass the
resting plac eof a man who blew
into the muzzle of a gun to see if
it was loaded. A little further
down the slope is a crank who
pers.” said he. “I told Jennings to
hold a wire ready—”
“What?” exclaimed Standish. “You’ll
go ahead without the Woman’* name?”
“Yes,” answered Van Dyke. “Since
we’ve an absolute certainty, now, of
getting it. We can afford to do that
and publish the name tomorrow. Tell
Jennings to send out the story. Tell
him we’re holding the Woman’s name
and that we won’t give It out unless
Standish denies the story. By the time
he can get his denial in print we’ll
have the name.”
"Good!” asserted Robertson, catch-
ing up the telephone. “Hello! Give
me—”
“Mark!” begged Grace. “Oh, I Im-
plore you—don't—”
”4400 Main.”
“No, no!” reiterated Grace wildly,
turning from him to Blake. ’’Father!
You won’t allow this? Fleasel For
my sake—”
“Hello!” Mark was calling into the
transmitter. “That you, Jennings?
This is Robertson. Is that Standish
Btory ready? All right—can you sure-
ly get in for the morning paper*?—
Last editions, eh? —All right—Ye*—
In the big cities—W7hat’s that?”
“Mr. Standish!” appealed Grace
brokenly.
’’Blake!” exclaimed Standish. “You
don’t dare publish that story without
the Woman’s name.”
“In less than five minutes,” retorted
Blake, glancing at the clock, “it’ll be
too late for the morning papers. We’ll
take a chance.”
’■Remember!” answered Standish
with sudden vehemence, “I warh
you—”
“What’s that, Jennings?” Mark was
calling over the wire. “Yes. I tell you
1 am Robertson ami I am speaking for
Mr. Blake. What do you say you want?
1 can’t catch It?”
“Blake!” continued Standish. “I
warn you I’ll deny the story. And if
you get the Woman’s name you’ll—”
"Deny it, will you?” drawled Blake.
"Hell! You haven’t time to get a wire
before they go to prees. The story’ll
be all over America before your denial
can leave Washington.”
“I tell you,” Mark was roaring Into
the transmitter, “that I’m speaking on
Mr. Blake’s authority. Oh, all right,
then! Hold the wire. Jim,” he went
*»- turninp” to Blake. “Jennings says
men like Gregg, here, will weaken
and vote for us. And then we :aa jam
the bill through. Get this Woman’s
name. Find the number w^. want.
You’ve got the reputation c r being
the best cross-examiner at thp New
York bar. Show you deserve that
reputation. Take this telephone girl
and turn her brainB inside ouj| She
knows the number that will v.-ad to
the Woman. You’ve got to get it from
her. Don’t handle her with g jves or
be afraid of making her cry, P*s life
or death for us to know that nu nber.”
There was a knock at the:* door..
Gregg answered it. Neligan Entered,
all but shoving Wanda Kelly in ahead
of him. j
"Here she is,” he reported.
Leaving her standing there, he
turned and ostentatiously cloend the
door behind him.
The girl looked about at the faces
that confronted her on ever) side,
then she smiled. It was the peaceful
smile of the kitten that his just
emptied the cream jug. In hef throat
tier heart was hammering to turangu-
latJon.
Mark Robertson, from his ii-ace at
the head of the table, was the irst to
speak. His voice was quiet, hi i man-
ner courteous.
"This is. Mtes-JCelly?” he, auk id,
“Ye*, *lr,” replied the demurn Wan-
da in her moBt respectful—and unnat-
ural-shop-girl accents.
“Miss Kelly,” resumed Mark, “you
are the telephone operator, down-
stairs?”
“Yes, sir.” •
"You were ^ the switchboarc a few
minutes ago?1*
“Yes, sir.”
“Sit down, my dear girl!” beamed
Blake tenderly, as he indicated the
chair that had been placed for her.
“We would like to ask you a few ques-
tions, if you don’t object.”
"Yes, sir.”
Midway between Blake and Robert-
son, Wanda sat—waiting. And, on the
Dther side of the closed door leading
?rom the farther recesses of the suite,
3race listened, breathless.
we’re not allowed to listen to conver-i
cations over the wire.’
“But you connected me when I!
called up 4400 Main Just now?”
"Oh, yes, sir.”
"H’m! You remember that, do you?
Well, that is the number of the Asso-
ciated Press office. I called up Jen-;
nlngs, the manager. I talked with him,
a minute. Then he wanted to speaki
with Mr. Blake.”
"Yes, sir?” asked Wanda, who had;
been following his recital sith the
wide-eyed delighted interest of a child
listening to a wondrous fairy lale.
"Mr. Blake took the telephone in-
strument from my hands,’’ pursued
Mark, unheeding, "and epoks into it” I
Wanda turned slowly and gazed up-
on Blake in pleased amazrment that'
'he could have performed w acnsatloah
jal a feat as Mark had just described.
'Then she looked back at Mark aa
'though unwilling to miss a Mingle word
(Of such an enthralling narrative.
, “But," continued Mark, “when he
ftrled to speak to Jennings he found
tthe connexion had suddenly been
jsevered.”
{ "Oh!”
There was a world of sympathetic
Iregret in her exclamation.
'< “He was told,” said M irk slowly,
!"he was told—by you. Miss Kelly—
{that the line was out of older."
J “Oh, yes!” she cried brightly. "And
ithat must have been why the connec-
tion was cut off. What a rharae! Just
twhen he wanted to talk, tx>!" ,
"1 suppose,” said Mark carelessly,
'"if the line had got out o ' order, the
manager’s office would kn >w of it by
this time?”
: “Oh, yes.”
“Very good," reaching fo • the instru-
ment. ’’I’ll call up the manager and:
pak about it”
“Oh, 110!” she exclaim 'd, momen-
CHAPTER XVIII.
Voice. He says If you’ll tell him, over
the phone, that it is all right, he’ll go
ahead. Hurry. There’s only about a
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The Third Degree.
"Miss Kelly,” began Mark, after a
full minute of a silence that tit into,
Wanda's very nerves, “you nay you
were at the ewltchboard downstairs
a few moments ago?"
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‘as&ije f«<l£ing to the Asso-
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“The Number?” Echoed 'Vanda,
sently.
tarily off guard. "It’s—it’s probatify
all right again by now.”
“Very likely,” was Mark’s dry as-
sent "Then you don’t want me to call
up the manager?”
"Don’t bother to do that,” she fal-
tered in confu" n. “I—I might pos-
sibly have kn led out the plug—by
accident."
"And you might possibly have don»
It on purpose,” retorted Mark.
"I?” she asked, astounded. “Why
should I do such a foolish thing as
that?”
"flint’s 2-hfit we’r^Ylj* tca&d. out*
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feb McWilliams.
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For Constable Precinct No. 1:
B. F. ALLEN.
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Sledge, A. W. The Banner-Ledger (Ballinger, Tex.), Vol. 33, No. 28, Ed. 1 Friday, May 1, 1914, newspaper, May 1, 1914; Ballinger, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1138524/m1/4/: accessed June 12, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Carnegie Library of Ballinger.