The Saint Jo Tribune. (Saint Jo, Tex.), Vol. 22, No. 3, Ed. 1 Friday, December 12, 1919 Page: 2 of 8
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ST. JO TRTRUNK
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ASPIRIN TOR COLDS
Name "Bayer" is on Genuind
Aspirin—say Bayer
rt^Wk
Insist on "Buyer Tnblets of A-plrin
In i» "liny* t pin'kiiir«*.** containing prop-
er direction* for Cold*, Pain. Homl-
iH ho. Wurnlgla, Lumbago, mi l Rheu-
matism. Natnr "Bayer" means genuine
Aspirin prescribed by physicians for
nineteen years. Handy I in boxes "f 1*
tnlilfts rust few rents. Aspirin is trade
murk of llayrr Manufacture of Mono-
ircllncl'lrslrr of Siillryllrjiriii ■ Adv.
Dry Dock on Land Above Water Level.
A dry dock now in process of con-
struction by n lumber coin cm at !..1it'
lie. Sweden, to iicfoUllliodutf Its mill
freight carriers, Is reninrk;ihi" lor tin*
fnct licit it is not in the water at all.
but Is high and dry on land, above si a
level. It Is rt'.'S feet Intig, M'd nccolli
nmdates vessels of I.INKI doiil weigh!
tons, whleli w ill enter It by means of a
lock, fed by a waterpower rainil from
the I.lusne rlxer. Its the same means
the dry dock ran la* tilled wit Ik water,
and emptied by inanity, without any
use of pumps. T'ie cost of docking
will lints lie greatly reduced Popular
Meehan tea Magazine.
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Important to Mothera
Examine carefully every liottlo of
CASTOK1A. that famous old remory
for Infants and children, and see that It
fk ( Bears tho
Signature of |
In Use for Over HO Yrnrs.
Children t ry for Fletcher's Ca.storia
11 Ml <111 H1 It II, lllltl ^f<- ino I i<
Italian Forest* Small.
The total area of Italy. Including the ,
Islands of Sicily and Sardinia, consists
of about 71,.MM,(Min acres, which is
equivalent to the combined area of the '
states of New York and Pennsylvania,
Massachusetts, Connecticut and New
Jersey, says the Forestry Magazine of j
Washington. Within this comparative i
ly small aren a population of INI,non, |
INN), more than equivalent to one-third j
of tills country, Is congested. (If the I
total area of Italy only 17.IW per Cent
Is now covered with forests,
WHY DRUGGISTS RECOMMEND
SWAMP-ROOT
For nisnv years druggists hnvs watched
With much interest the remarkable record
maintained by Dr. Kilmer’s Swamp Root,
the great kidney, liver aud bladder medi-
cine.
It is a physician’* prescription.
Swamp-Root is a strengthening medi-
cine. It helps the kidneys, liver and blad-
der do the work nature intended they
should do.
Swamp Root has stood the test of years
It is sold hv all druggists on its merit
and it should help you. No other kidney
medicine has so many friends.
Re sure to get Swamp-Root and start
treatment at once.
However, if vou wish first to test this
great preparation send ten rents to Dr. ;
Kilmer A Co., Ringhamton, N. Y„ for *
sample bottle. When writing be sure and
mention this paper—Adv.
Alaskan Petroleum.
The petroleum produced In Alaska
<s derived wholly from a single pul
•'tiled claim in the Kntullo oil Held, tie
cording to tbe Fulled State* geolog
leal survey, department of the Interior.
The old wells on this claim and the
refinery were operated ns usual in
1IHS. Two new productive wells were
also drilled In the Kutnlln lield. The
total production in 1!»ls was soim>-
v'hnt larger than In P,»17.
Freshen a Heavy Skin
With the antiseptic, fascinating Cutt-
cura Talcum Powder, an exquisitely
aeon ted convenient, economical face,
skin, baby and dusting powder and
perfume. Renders other perfumes su-
perfluoUR. tine of the Outlcurn Toilet
Trio (Soap, Ointment, Talcum).—Adv.
The Complimentary Attitude.
"What are your views on tills sub-
ject ?••
”1 haven't mix views." replied Sen-
rtor Sorglmin. "M> greatest popular
By Just now l* In g at I a lin'd by my
retraining from expressing opinions
my self, while 1 b ' Hi' constituents
come around and tell me things."
*N> Happy Day" sang the lanndress
as she hung the snowy wash on the
line. It was a "happy day" because
•be used Red Cross nail Bine.
Fi*-st Typist Unhonored.
A suggestion has been made that nil
tvonieti "'.'ll. at any time In their cm
Jv rs have earned a li'chhnnd as typ
Isis s|mII contribute toward a fund for !
the ert'ction of a monument to I ait ham
Sholi s. Inventor of the ty pewriter
whose remains for twenty eight year*
have rested In nn unmarked grave iri
n cemetery In Milwaukee.
I*r Pe»ry » "ttosd Sh, I i, net • "loaenge"
•T •yr«|> ' tut a mil t».h , nej d, »r af
ana.o<-in- »hich dram. ,.Ui w ma ar Tapa
warm with a aiasla doaa. AU>.
That's Strange.
I met n friend who had been III and
Inquired: “How are you now?" She
replied : "Do yon know, I nearly died!"
1 Mid: "Pm glad to hear It." Sbo*U
angry now.—Exchange.
Misfortunes come in pairs for the
mna whose opponent bolds three at a
kind.
HE mind of a child Is i.
tul Images, unrelated
kaleidoscope of iiieu*
and curiously un-
stable; a patch-
work of tilings
heard and seen
mid only hall un-
derstood. Eunice
w as six ; too young
to grasp the mean-
ing of much that
she heard, lint old
enough to reipenv
[iy' her. All day sin*
\y pin yod happily
with her dolls In the shabby furnisl ed
room wlib'b was her mother's bed-
room. Tlo* door "ns locked, and
Mrs. Holmes, the landlady, was under
instructions to look In from time to
time to see what Eunice was doing;
but since Eunice was never doing
nnything except playing with her
dolls the good woman's visits became
less and less frequent.
"Flic's the most contented little
body In the world, ma’am," said the
old Scotch woman to Iilldn Groves,
Eunice’s mother. Mrs. Groves was
* I so called Marian Kay, hut that was
when she stood behind the footlights
and enraptured her audience with her
girlish charm and Ingenue manner. By
lay she was Hilda Groves, wife of
lohn Groves, nn unsuccessful writer,
and the charming Ingenue was n very
fired "omnn with a discontented
droop to her mouth.
"I'm glad she's keeping out of nils
chief." answered Eunice’s mother
coldly.
"It’s a wonder," soliloquized Mr*
Holmes, pausing in the act of taking
s pair of sheets out of a closet and
looking at the closed door, "It's a
wonder that sort of parents has them
kind of children."
The good woman disapproved of
Mrs Groves, whom she thought hard
sin! unmaternni. As for Jnfln Groves.
Venice's fnther. who worked all day.
thumping upon his typewriter In the
little half empty back room, two
siories up. whenever he met Eunice
tie experienced a curious cense of em-
byrrnssment and shame.
sVhen her mother entered the room
F.unlce would experience much the
same feeling of embarrassment that
she occasioned her father sFhough
she had never been told that moth-
ers ought to love and caress their
children. Eunice wondered dimly at the
cold formality of her mother’s kiss,
and felt chilled and repressed.
One snowy night In late December
John Groves came slowly downstairs
and dismissed Mrs Holmes, who was
making Eunice ready for bed
'Congratulate me, daughter." he
t,»id "I have an offer of a position
on the staff of the Manhattanite."
Eunice looked up vaguely.
•'Row would you like to celebrate
the occasion w ith me, child?" inquired
her father, addressing Eunice tianter-
'.iglv, because he did not quite know
••hat to say to her.
" 'Es,” said Eunice, slipping her
gnubby hand into his own.
"The motion Is carried." said John
Groves. "We are to go. then, to see
Mamma transformed Into a beneficent
fairy As you are doubtless aware,
she takes the part of the Fairy God-
mother In the Christmas play now
running at the Hudsonlan."
That was the first time John Groves
snd Eunice had ever been out to-
gether, except for an occasional stroll
round the block to the newspaper
man or the corner grocery. To
Groves the sensation was as aston-
ishing a* It was unexpected Here he
had been creating his drean men and
women all hts life, while there was a
live child, his own, waiting to be
discovered, and full of the most amaz-
ing touches of what he would have
called. In his Jargon, "human inter-
est" But as for Eunice, she was
1ti wonderland, and it far transcended
doll-land. She had never imagined
anything so heavenly as the lights,
the people, and then the mystery of
tho tunnel like approach to the thea-
ter. the gloomy aisle, and the wall
behind the row of little lamps ihat
went up into the roof and disclosed
— Mother!
"O-ohl" cried Eunice, leaping up
c-jt of her chair. And nobody scolded
< .• even frowned, because this was a
Christmas play and the spirit of
Christmas was upon everyone
There was her Mamma, all color*
and shining things, standing in the
fairy garden, while her godchildren
grouped themselves around her And
*'ich a transfermed Mother! How
napry they all were! She was laugh-
ing as Eunice had never heard her
laugh in Mr* Holmes' boarding
house, and she kissed the children
and gave Hum the most wonderful
toys.
"Do you know who that old fellow
Is, Eunice?” Inquired her father. In-
dicating a Christmas character
"That's Santa Claus."
"Thants Clautb," repeated Eunice
happily.
"Yea. He's the spirit of Christman.
He give* everybody everything they
want on Christmas eve."
"Does be live borer asked Eunice.
-Well tar tbe preeeat. ya*-
tatter
ki,-h
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silent. But when the curtain fell at
last her little form was trembling
with fearful Joy, and she clung ec-
statically to her father.
"Now we are going round to Mam-
ma's dressing room," said her father,
and before Eunice knew where she
w as she had passed through the tun- ,
ncl again, and through a second tub- | nonsense.” Hilda answered. "If you
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'*ar ro liZAm, jack;-^Aii)inzjiA
nel, longer and gloomier, into a quern
little room, in which her mother sat
before a mirror. Her shining dress
lay over a chair, and she was deadly
tired, and her face was all red and
white and streaky Eunice looked at
her and her heart was full of helpless
misery. She burst Into sudden sobs
"The child's tired to death. Jack.
knew the trouble 1 have with her,
Mra. Holmes, you wouldn't be asking
me to put any new ideas Into her
head. She Is contented with her
dolls and Is satisfied, and my work
takes up every minute of my time”
"And you don't do your work,"
cried the Scotch woman. “There's
better and more natural work at your
said Hilda Groves petulantly. "She hand f°r You to do. and you leave It
ought to have been in bod long ago
What made you bring her here?”
Eunice behaved uncommonly badly.
__le cried and cried, and the more
her mother scolded her the more un- zpron and stalked away, leaving Hilda
controllable became her sobs So that Groves indignant and resentful.
Mrs Holmes had put her little
charge to bed on Christmas eve and
later stole on tiptoe to the door.
Hie kind old man guarding the tunnel.
"What's your name, little girl?" In-
quired the man. "Who's your Mam-
ma?" *
“I'm Eunice, and my Mamma s a
fairy godmother.”
"Miss Fay's child.” said the man.
"She told you to come for her. eh?”
Eunice did not know what she an-
swered. for she was running down the
tunnel along a well remembered pas-
sage toward a star of light that shone
In the distance. And then there
! burst upon her eyes the dazzling spec-
MR. DODSON WARNS
USERS OF CAL0ME1
Says Drug Acta Lika Dynamite C|
Liver and You Loaa a Da/a
Work.
There’s no reason why a persoi
should take sickening, salivating calo-
mel when a few cents buys a large bot-
tle of Dodson’s Liver Tone—a perfect
substitute for calomel.
It Is a pleasant, vegetable liquid
which will start your liver Just as sure-
ly as calomel, but It doesn't make you
sick and can not salivate.
Children and grown folks can take
Dodson’s Liver Tone, because it is per-
fectly harmless.
Calomel is a dangerous drug. It Is
mercury and attacks your bones. Tabs
a dose of nasty calomel today and you
will feel weak, sick and nauseated to-
morrow. Dbn’t lose a day's work. Take
a spoonful of Dodson’s Liver Tone in-
stead and you will wake up feeling
great No more biliousness, constipa-
tion, sluggishness, headache, coated
tongue or sour stomach. Your drug-
gist says If you don’t find Dodson's
Liver Tone acts better than honible
caiomel your money is waiting for you.
—Adv.
Just a Family Row.
One night about 11 o'clock I was
making preparations for bed and heard
a pecullur sound at the foot of the
stairway. I armed myself with a poker
and a Hushllght and proceeded to make
an attack. As I was rounding the
curve of the stairway I flashed the
light and found the parrot had gotten
out of his cage and wus fighting the
cat.—Exchange.
to others."
“What do you mean by that?”
“I mean Eunice." said Mrs Holmes
She cried and cried, and the more defiantly, and wiped her hands on her tarle of the Christmas play.
She did not understand that those
rows of ghost-like faces streteaing
away Into the distance were the au-
dience, and to her the setting of the
stage was reality. Her eyes were
fixed upon the beautiful woman who
TONIGHT!
Take “Cascarets” if sick.
Bilious, Constipated.
at last ahe had to be carried out in
the arms of the dressing woman and
put into a taxicab, with a very cross
j mother and a very subdued father, j Eunice was lying with her face to
and after that she found herself in
bed.
It must have been all a dream!
Eunice was old enough to be able
to distinguish dreams from reality.
the wall, her head resting upon her stood and bowed and smiled, a won-
arm. The good woman looked wist- derful being illumined by a great
fully at her, and at the little stockings shaft of tight from overhead, which
wtaiaL hung from the head of the j followed her every movement. The
fairy children had gone, and Hilda
Groves bowed finally and withdrew
toward the palace threshold
She bad needed all ber concentra-
ted. She had never hnd a child of '
Dreams were things that happened to ber <Mni-
you when you were asleep, and she She was going to fill them to over-
bad been asleep; but she was wide flowing with a certain store of good
awake now. wondering why It waa so things that she had purchased and Mon to play successfully that night,
dark in the room, and looking through hidden away in the linen closet among and In spite of that more than one
the crack of the door at Ohe streak of the sheets and pillow-cases. She had
candies and oranges, and firecrackers
that snapped disconcertingly, contain-
ing foolscaps and mottoes and paper
ornaments w-ithin their fat and crink-
•Tm sure I don't'know what we, »»« **"•* a Jack-in-th^box. too.
and a doll, just large euough to be
light that came from the room ad-
joining.
Her parenta were talking: she
heard her mother's petulant voice
will do with that child when she gets
older. John." Hilda Groves was say-
ing. “Of course the profession is oot
to he thought of for her.”
"But if I take that position on ttje
Manhattanite we can have a home ,>f
our own,” answered her father.
"And have me give up ray wor* j
just when I am beginning to attract
the attention of the managers," an )
swered his w ife sarcastically. “After 1
ten years of drudgery, to be robbed f
of the reward of it all! No. thank
you. my dear.”
“But I, too, will have to make the
sacrifice," answered her husband.
"Frankly, Hilda. 1 am not thinking of
you in this mattes, nor of myself.
1 am thinking of Eunice."
cunningly concealed inside a stock-
ing Mrs. Holmes watched the child.
Her sleep did not seem sound, for
once or twice she stirred, and ihe
good landlady bad that morbid ter-
ror of discovery which a real Santa
always feels.
“I'll wait till Mr. Cunningham has
come in and then I’ll do it." she re-
solved. Mr. Cunningham, tbe last of
her hoarders to come home, was al-
ways punctual upon the stroke of
eleven Eunice would then be sound
asleep, no doubt.
But Eunice bad not slept at ail.
yith a child's deliberate craft she
lud deceived the good-natured land-
lady- She waited till she beard Mrs
Holmes go into her room, and then
of the newspapers commented dis-
paragingly tbe next day upon her per-
formance. It w-as unreal, they said,
and lifeless, (Could they only have
seen her after the curtain fell!) To
Hilda It was agony. The mother's
heart w-as aching but she did not
know the cause, or that her chtld
could cure her malady: she thought
of Eunice only as a hateful and repug-
nant duty to which she must return
after her evening task. She turned
and entered through tbe palace por-
tals. which gave upon the wings.
Now she wss only a tired woman
again, anxious to divest herself of
her tinselled trappings. But to the
little figure that stood before ber she
was an Olympian. Eunice stood lost
In amazed admiration at tills wonder-
ful being who was her mother.
“Mamma! Mamma!” Tbe arm*
were outstretched.
“Eunice!"
The harsh tones broke the spell.
Tbe child remembered her last visit
Enjoy life! Straighten up! Your
6.vstem Is filled with liver and bowel
poison which keeps your skin sallow,
your stomach upset, your head dull
and aching. Your meals ore turning
Into poison and you cannot feel right.
Don’t stay bilious or constipated. Fetl
splendid always b/ taking Cascarets
occasionally. They act without grip-
ing or inconvenience. They never sick-
en you like Calomel, Salts. Oil or nasty,
harsh pills. They cost so little too—Cas-
carets work while you sleep.—Adv.
The Pianist's Hair.
Patience—I understand Paderewski
wus only two years old when he began
to play the piano.
Patrice—Well, he couldn't have had
enough hair then to play very good.
Eunice' repeated his wife bitter- Rh” roB ~ pvpr «n softlv and nulled and disillusionment that followed
ly. "The child is quite happy with Rl)" up e er s,°. 80ftl3lBnd pu"e<1 i, she clutched at her mother's
h.-r dolls and Mrs Holmes will take on thp B,ockinSs- dressed her- " bbe clutched at ner mothers
her dons, and Mr^iolmes win take ^ and ^ ^ ^ ghe gown.
listened in terror at Mrs. Holmes' "Who brought 5™ H«"
doo-. She was reading aloud, as she darpd -vou con,p? ^°V. *hou1'1 h*ve
did of an evening, and the solitary been asleep hours ago.
vviCs vas terrifying. Not much less little arms *'erc clutching at
so was the regular breathing of Mrs. *b«* fairy gown frantically and the up-
Bennett next door, the middle-aged turned face was one of p1teou,,
woman who always insisted on stop- trt.^y'.
ping and speaking, no matter how ,r>on 1 8C0,d me-
busy V.'uAice might happen to be. The
fioov ireaked. and once Mrs. Holmes
stoLPfcJ reading and sat up in her
ebair Pumice shrank into the recess
betwei^i the hall curtain and the urn-
all the care of her that may be nec-
essary. It is only when you take her
away from them and try to amuse
her that she becomes troublesome.
1 sometimes wish we had no child
to be a burden to us."
Eunice understood, and all her
world seemed to tumble into a fathom-
less abyss Her mother did not want
her. then.
John Groves accepted the offer, but
Hilda went on with her work. Be-
tween them they could live comfort-
ably and save money, but there could
TOUR COLD IS EASED
AFTER THE FIRST DOSE
“Pape's Cold Compound" then break*
up a cold in a few
hours
Relief comes Instantly. A dose taken
every two hours until three doses are
taken usually breaks up a severe cold
and ends all the grippe misery.
The very first dose opens your
clogged-up nostrils and the air pass-
ages In the head, stops nose running,
relieves the headache, dullness, fever-
ishness, sneezing, soreness and stiff-
ness.
Don’t stay stuffed-up! Quit blowing
and snuffling! Clear your congested
j head I Nothing else In the world gives
such prompt relief as “Pape's Cold
Compound," which costs only a few
cents at any drug store. It acts with-
out assistance, tastes nice, contains no
quinine—Insist upon Pape’s!—Adv,
Among Musicians.
“I hnve a genuine Cremona violin.”
“NVhut’s that in these days? I have
the finest cowbull known to Jazz!"
be no home for Eunice. If Hilda left i b™|la B^bd Then all was right
the stage their means would be strait- aPal'ij,nd Mrs. Holmes voice droned
on. TVe child opened the hall door
and lied out Into tbe December blasts.
ened. Tbe disagreement between
them on this subject bred rancor
which brought suffering to the child.
Eunice's mother could hardly bear to
look a* her. and Mrs Hqlmes became
more and more indignant.
"I'll wager there’ll be no Santa
C’.aus for you. my lamb." she said 1 tant Flitter of lights as soon as she
She had gone to find Santa Claus,
for she knew that be would not come
to ber.
1 want-
ed Thanta Clauth. He give* most
anything to good boys and girl*."
The tragedy in the child's face ar-
rested Hilda. The cold crust of self-
ishness was breaking
“1 wanted him to make yon leva
me like the fairy children. Mamma.”
Love conquered. Jf only the critics
could have seen Hilda now-! Sudden-
ly she understood the Infinite sorrow
of the child’s mind, the tragedy of
the lithe life which she had created.
Fresh, sweet, white, dainty clothes
for baby. If yon use Red Cross Ball
Blue. Never streaks or Injures them.
All good grocers sell It, 5c a package.
Knowing Hia Place.
“Did you order ham and eggs?"
asked the head waiter. “Certainly noL
1 humbly requested them."
Catarrhal Deafness Cannot Be Cored
y local appl
>e diseased
niy one wav
nd that Is'
[AT T 'O r« j
by local applications as ihey cannot reach
Ihe diseased portion of che ear. There t*
only one way to cure Catarrhal Deafness.
t Is hy _____ ____ _
HALL'S .CATARRH MEDICINE acts
a constitutional remedy
__ the loneliness the craving for a
The theiiter was only three blocks pjty nn(j jove. Tears gushed
8WaY“n.?!.r°U *** the dl*- from her own eyes and mingled with
the child'a as she drew her to her
was In the street. The road was full brp8(lt
of vehiclej. and pedestrians went hur- The doorkeeper came hurrying np.
tit-spondently. as she put the child to
bed two days before Christmas. "Put
you'll hang up your stockings.” she
continued angrily, giving the pillow a
shake I'll fill em 1 mean. Ill tell
Santa to do so Tell me, dearie, what __________ ______ _________
would you like Santa Claus to bring : here and theie until she reached the hV gave way to John Groves Mrs.
rying along *he sidewalks, but no-
body molested her or waa curious
about the little, thinly clad girl that
“Miss Fay,” he cried excitedly, “you've
got your little girl then? 1 thought
she waa waiting beside me—1 Just
Slipped among tbe crowds, dodging miggpd her. There's a gentleman—”
you
"Thanta Clauth." repeated Eun*ce.
and her eyes brightened "Gives
everybody everything they want.”
“Yes." said Mrs. Holmes. "Good
little boys and girls like you can get
most anything What would you like
most in tbe world, dearie?"
"I want my Mamma to love me
i like the fairy children.” Eunice an-
! awered.
Mra. Holmes understood and hur
ried out of tba room to give vent to
her tears She approached Hilda
Groves that evaatag oa the mattar.
"Won’t you ho telling Battaa t»
bang ap
corner of the third block. Then Holmes had discovered the empty bed
Eunice halted before the rush of au-
tomobiles that whizzed past her in
never ending Hue. and a big police-
man took ber by tbe arm.
"Where are you going, little girl?”
be asked gruffly.
“Thanta Clauth.” said Eunice, point-
| |ng toward the theater lights.
“Do you belong to tba theater?”
asked the police
“Where la year Man
"Over dan,” aM
five minutes before, and. frantic with
alarm, had rushed up to tbe lonely lit-
tle room on the third story. John
Groves hsd shrewdly guessed hts
daughter's objective.
"You'vs got ber, RBda. Thank
God!" he began, and than stopped,
astonished at the look of happtaw
on his wife’s taee.
“She cbm to Sad Santa Claes,”
af Mat.
through the Blood on the Mucous Surface •
of the System. Catarrhal Deafness Is
caused by an inflamed condition of tbe
mucous fining of the Eustachian Tube,
when this tube ts Inflamed you have a
rumbling sound or Imperfect hearing, and
when It Is entirely closed. Deafness is the
result, i nter* the Inflammation can be re-
duced and this-tube restored to its nor-
mal condition, hearing may be destroyed
roiever. Many cases of Deafness are
hy Catarrh, which la an inflamed
of the Mucous Surfaces.
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS for any
case of Catarrhal Deafness that cannof
MEDICINE ^ HALL'8 CATARRH
m11 circnlara free.
F- J. Cheney A OeM Toledo, Ohio.
R« thrifty hut not sefisk Thrift
without beoevoioacc la a doabtfni
blessing.
It’s simply
ts love two wi
after one of t
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The Saint Jo Tribune. (Saint Jo, Tex.), Vol. 22, No. 3, Ed. 1 Friday, December 12, 1919, newspaper, December 12, 1919; Saint Jo, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1107685/m1/2/?q=Lamar+University: accessed June 9, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; .