The Codell News from Codell, Kansas • 2

Avenged Bllsa Kelley had never heard of a centaur, but even if she had it would Our Annual Letter. not have been of much help in the situation which confronted her. Tod Dasker on his own two feet was bad enough and one to flee from, but intensified by the four clumping hoofs of his father's big white truck horee, on the back of which he was perched, he was something paralyzing and appalling to a small girl who had been but a moment before peacefully pursuing her way down the alley on a short cut home from the bakery. To her excited eyes Tod and his mount seemed to occupy the complete width of the alley. He let out a piercing yell, and jerked at the slow mov ing animal to make It prance if pos sible.

"Now, you let me be, Tod Dasker!" Elisa shrilled excitedly, hitching the loaf of bread farther up under her arm. She stood poised to run. "Aw-w-w!" Tod yelled mockingly and bore down upon her. With a wild scream Ellsa dropped the bread and, embracing a convenient telephone Another year has passed into history, and a new year has dawned. 1917 recorded the nearest a total crop failure of any for many years.

Nevertheless by the good patronage of my friends, my own economical living, careful buying and I believe appreciative service, right prices and kind treatment has so far carried me through and the new year finds me more determined than ever before to make use of the proven weapons and try to serve my customers the very best that I can. Because of advance in prices I have been compelled to discontinue giving Trade Checks but will redeem all that I have out at face value. Prices of Racket and Hardware Goods, as well as about everything are high and will still go higher but I shall endeavor to live and let live. My business has more than doubled which is proof to me that I am serving the people and not speculating. I would rather sell two articles at at one profit than one article at two profits.

I have not increased my stock of goods by charging two prices but by small profit and while I do this I am sure the consumer and I will have no trouble. The Gilpin Store Wishes You A Very Happy New Year pole, clambered up a few feet. She clung like a cat, twisting her head to watch with protruding eyes Tod's gyrations. "I kin gallop right up to you!" Tod called to her as he guided his steed around in circles. "You're Just high enough up so's he kin nip you good and hard! Glddap, Nero!" With another shriek Ellsa promptly slid to the ground out of range of Nero's teeth.

"A-w-w was Tod's comment. "Cowardly cat 1" "You let me be!" Ellsa repeated with a touch of tremolo In her voice. "I'll tell your father on you, I will 1" "Huh!" sniffed Tod disdainfully. "He won't do nothing He told me to ride Nero! He told me to ride him around to the blacksmith shop! Watch me. Yah-h-I" He pushed his steed Into a kind of amble in the opposite direction and Elisa made a spring toward her abandoned loaf of bread.

As she straightened, breathless and red in the face, ready to make a dash for home, Tod whirled about again and bore down upon her. "I kin git you no matter where you go!" he told her pleasantly, again moving around in a circle and blocking all progress. "I'm going to stay here forevern ever and you can't git away 1" "I hate yon, Tod Dasker!" cried Ellsa in tears of fury. "You Just wait Thanking everybody who has patronized me in the past, even with just one penny's worth of trade and soliciting yonr patronage for 1918 and informing you that I shall continue to take in exchange for goods your Scrap Iron, Bones, Rags, Metal, and Rubber Junk as heretofore, Also reminding my friends and patrons that I shall continue in the Real Estate and Insurance Business, handling all kinds of insurance profitable to you and will appreciate and thank you for any business along these lines that you may entrust me with, I remain you wait till my big brother catches fwt. Yours truly, Rev.

Miller butcher a couple of hogs Wednesday J. A. Collins were out on the farm last week while Ora and family were away. W. A.

Barry. About an inch of snow covered the ground when we arose last Saturday morning. Codell, Kansas. SERVICE. No matter what work you may want done on your car you can rest assured that it will be properly done if it comes to us.

We treat every car we work on exactly as though it was our own. Why not give us a trial? We guarantee satisfaction. Tires and Tubes. FREE AIR. Auto livery prices reasonable.

Filtered gasoline. THE WEST SIDE GARAGE. THEO. EILERS, Proprietor. ev CO THE CODELL NEWS Red Cross story from the Tipton Times: A Red Cross solicitor asked a land owner in this vicinity to give a dollar to the Red Cross.

He refused, saying that if it was guaranteed that his three sons would not have to AO to war, he would give $100. That's some price to set on human flesh, $33.33 1-3 per head. However it is alright for some other man to send his sons and pay the expenses, to protect this man's property, while he lives on the fat of the land. How would you like to live in a country comprised entirely of this kind of Pete Colahan arrived home from the East Christmas day. PUBLISHED EVERY WEDNESDAY BY CODELL NEWSPAPER A8SN Mr.

and Mrs. James Gilbreath, of Lucas were up visiting the Tucker family Christmas. I I urd. schot Ever view Cot W. R.

POWELL, Editor W. A. BARRY, Associate Editor. Entered as second class matter March 28th, 1917, at the postoffice at Codoll, Kansas, under the act of March 3, 1879. men Carrier Powell trot a nice roll of country butter from the Carley family for a Xmas present.

"Aw!" said Tod genially. "Why, he can't do nothin' If he came after me I'd Just drive Nero right at him and tell him to bite him like this With another scream Ellsa again ascended the telephone pole and then, remembering Nero's teeth, promptly fell off to the ground, where she sat staring helplessly at the mountain of horse before her. That Nero's thoughts at the moment were of oats alone she did not know. "Nero's teeth," began Tod as he Jerked the big head up, "they are something awful! He kin bite anything in two Once he began to gnaw a big board and In a second or two he Just naturally crunched it in pieces And the way he steps! Say! Once he stepped on Tiger's baseball nnd the baseball went as flat as a pancake! Want to have him step on you? Glddap, Nero!" Ellsa screamed and fled to the high-board fence at the end of the Grldleys' patch of corn and tomatoes. "You wait.I" she promlsod hysterically.

"I'll tell the police on you, Tod Dasker You'll get paid up You'll be sorry!" "Aw-w-w!" Tod Jeered, and headed the horse toward her. Whether Nero had wearied of his erratic meandering? or whether a fly bit him no one will ever know, but the fact remains that he gave one shake and a hump, and his rider flew over the big head In a beautiful curve, landing with a great riot and devastation in the middle of Gridleys' cherished Golden Bantam corn, and old Grldley was at the moment hoeing. There was an Inarticulate roar as he hauled Tod out of the ruins and then the sound of smart spankings well directed. Outside the fence Elisa crouched, listening, and a grin spread over her white face. Giving the bread another hitch, she sped contentedly home.

There was no need to tell the police, because from her tormentor's yells of anguish she knew she was avenged. Subscription $1.00 Per Year in Advance HARNESS! HARNESS! How about repairing and oiling that old harness of yours and mending those shoes? All our work done promptly and satisfactory. Headlights burning at midday in order to light up the darkness that will come with a total eclipse of the sun. This is what is to happen on the Union Pacific System on Jun? 8th next. The Union Pacific wiil have practically a monopoly on the eclipse, the path of totality following its lines across Colorado, Wyoming, Utah, Idaho, Oregon and Washington.

The need for turning on th2 headlights is no joke. TV moon the cause of it all. On that date Luna becomes looney and steps directly in front of Old Sol, shutting out the light almost as completely as if an incandescent globe had had it3 current switched off. Thi3 editorial in the American Is is worth reading: We work ourselves into a frenzy because the Germans sink our shina on rtio cone arm destroy the grain we seek to ship to FLAG PLEDGE I pledge my allegiance to my Flag and to my Republic. For what it stands for, one Nation Indivisible, with Liberty and Justice to all.

uur riiiropean Aines. But the tier-man brewers are destroying vastly more grain in America than German submarines are sinking on the sea. we don get excited about that. Between the German brewers and the German submarines on the high seas, England and France are getting hungry, to say nothing of the Belgians. There is reaann nlontv mVir should be at war with Germany, but mere are a mousana times more reason why we should be at war with the uerman brewers on our own soil.

It Sunlight Treatment One of the most vivid medical documents of the war Is said to be the report of Dr. Vldal, in charge of the sunlight treatment of wounds, and especially of gas gangrene, at the military hospital of Nice. costs billions of money and will cost seas of blood to beat the abroad. We can beat the German O. U.

HOOVER. My Tuesdays are meatless, My Wednesdays are wheatless, I am getting more eatless each day. My home it is heatless, My bed it i3 sheetless, They're all sent to the Y. M. C.

A. The tar rooms are treatless, My offee is sweetless, Each day I get poorer and wiser. My stockings are feetless, My trousers are seatless, My God, but I do hate the kaiser! Cabel Gray. We sure missed our Topeka State Journal Saturday because we were all anxious to read about the war news, orewers in America without the loss oi a arop of blood and make a round profit out of it besides. By allowing uerman Drewers in America to waste 70 million bushels of grain annually while our food administration Can save you some money on Summer Lap Robes, Fly Nets, Sweat Pads and every other article in our line.

W. S. MURPHY, Codell, Kansas. 'Savory Potatoes Six onions, two large potatoes, one teaspoonful sage, two ounces bread "jumbs. a little butter, or drioolnc is sending out pitiful pleas for conservation of food, turns our entire narticiDation in th war infn a otoof.

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