The Lampasas Daily Leader (Lampasas, Tex.), Vol. 27, No. 54, Ed. 1 Thursday, May 8, 1930 Page: 3 of 4
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THE LAMPASAS LEADER
Fishing Boats Cany Church’s Blessing
Part of the gayly decorated fleet of 200 fishing schooners just before
they left St. Malo, France, for a six-months’ fishing voyage off the coast of
Newfoundland. Previous to sailing they were blessed by Cardinal Cliorst in
the presence of 20,000 people.
Bombay. — Several persons were
trampled upon and seriously Injured
recently when a young male elephant
ran amuck for half an hour at Allaha-
bad during the Kumbh Mela religious
festival.
Two million pilgrims were packed
along the wayside reciting prayers
while a procession including nine ele-
phants was returning from the river
bank with all the customary pagean-
try of gorgeous banners, musical
bands, naked attendants, and the gold
and silver palanquins borne on the
shoulders of the men, generally asso-
ciated with religious festivals here,
when the young elephant, apparently
peeved at the slow progress of the
procession, made a sudden rush at a
female elephant immediately in front
and gored it savagely.
The suddenness of the attack re-
sulted in the driver and passenger be-
ing flung off the attacked animal,
which trumpeted shrilly with rage
and pain. The crazed attacker then
turned its attention to the other beasts,
trumpeted, threw out its hind legs, and
finally unseated its rider.
Moving in circles
isn’t the way to get
ahead, even though
you may move in
the very best circles.
Buenos Aires.—Another “mystery
Bhip” of the seas, missing for 14
months, has again been sighted.
Thirteen months ago the Danish
training ship Kobenhavn, which van-
ished mysteriously in December of
3928, appeared like a bedraggled wraith
In the middle of the South Atlantic
ocean, heading toward the polar seas
of Antarctogea.
This is the weird news brought here
ty Philip Lindsay, a British mission-
ary, the first man to reach civilization
from the Tristan da Cunha island
,£roup since January of 1929.
The Tristan 'da Cunhas are in the
South Atlantic, just north of the ex-
treme limit of floating Ice, and about
midway between Buenos Aires and
■Cape Town.
According to Lindsay, the Koben-
iavn, like a spectre, passed the Tris-
tan da Cunhas on January 21, 1929.
Her nrainmast was missing and her
OHIO’S NEW AMBITION
rigging was flying loose in the wind.
The only recognizable feature of the
ship was her back hull, around which
a white band had been painted.
When last heard of the Kobenhavn
sailed from La Plata, Argentina, for
Australia, on December 14, 1928. Six-
ty naval cadets were aboard, Including
scions of some of Denmark’s most
prominent families. Several staff of-
ficers of the Danish navy were also
aboard.
In the belief that an elephant can
be subdued in even Its wildest mood
if a camel bites its ear, some venture-
some spirits drove a camel toward the
beast, which in consequence dashed
off and plunged at great speed into
the crowd, scattering them right and
left. Panic immediately followed, and
men, women a?nd children screamed
and fought madly in their efforts to
escape from the path of the infuriated
animal.
Luckily, the courage and resource
of Captain Niblett, a magistrate, and
Mr. Cole, a police officer, saved what
would undoubtedly have been a much
worse disaster.
Captain Niblett procured two tame
elephants and set out to capture the
escaped beast, which was now racing
rapidly toward the river, while Cole
galloped ahead on horseback, warning
the crowd.
The huge four-footed pachyderm
plunged pell-mell through an encamp-
ment of pilgrims by the river bank
and crashed through a number of low
huts constructed of thatch and bam-
boo, which gave way before the mon-
ster like match boxes. Inside almost
every hut fires were left burning, and
In consequence the wretched dwellings
quickly became a series of blazing
bonfires.
Captain Niblet chased the mad ele-
Coaxing Cows’ Appetite
With Hawaiian Molasses
Colville, Wash.—Black strap mo-
lasses from Hawaiian sugar fields is
being fed to dairy cattle here in an
experiment to increase milk produc-
tion. The black, thick sirup is shipped
in barrels and is a residue from sugar
vats.
Thinned with water, it Is sprinkled
over grain, /ay or roughage. With
the added relish cows will devour
with avidity food which is generally
left in the mangers.
phant over four miles of territory be-
fore finally coming to grips. Then fol-
lowed a struggle between the three
elephants which lasted some time be-
fore the raving monster was finally
subdued and returned to his trembling
attendant at Allahabad.
CHIC FOR AFTERNOON
Tollmann demonstrates the new
line of chic for afternoon in this
black and white printed chiffon with
fitted bodice, three-quarter ruffled
sleeves and skirt of floating fullness.
Black suede gloves and a lacy straw
hat complete the ensemble.
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The noble and aristocratic sport of
lowing seems to be moving west. L.
W. St. John of Ohio State, athletic
•director, has gone on record as favor-
ing the adoption of rowing and the
matter has been discussed with vigor
•this spring. A boat club nearby has
-offered its facilities to the proposed
Ohio crew.
Stock Exchange Term
A “straddle,” in stock dealing, Is an
option giving the holder the double
^privilege of a “put” and a “call”—
3. e., the right to demand of the seller
•or require that he take, at a certain
price within a certain time, certain se-
curities.
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RAIN
By THOMAS ARKLE CLARK
Dean of Men, University of
Illinois.
oooooooooooooooooooooooooo
It is raining as I write this—a gen-
tle rain that sinks into the ground
and disappears as
it falls. Nothing
else is so restful
as a rain; noth-
ing so quieting
to the nerves. I
should not like
to live in a place
where it does not
rain regularly. I
have just been
reading an arti-
cle In praise of
the climate of
California.
“Picture to yourself,” it says, “what
a difference Is made in your habits,
your moods, your whole adjustment
to life, when you know that for at
least four months of the year—June
to October—no rain will fall.”
I have the picture. Dust in the air,
hillsides brown and sear; vegetation
everywhere drying up excepting as
some one stands with a hose in his
hands and sprinkles the lawn and
the flower beds. A hot sun beating
down upon one and no hope of rain
for four months to cool off the at-
mosphere ; grass, and shrubs, and
flowers burned brown and dead ex-
cepting where some faithful hand
gives them regular attention! A
dry wind blowing the yellow dust Into
one’s eyes! It makes no appeal to
me. I like variety; I like the soft
mist against my face; I like to hear
the drops beating upon the roof or
against the window panes; I thor-
oughly enjoy rain, and some way, in
spite of the absence of rubbers and
rain coats and umbrellas, I seldom
seem to get wet.
Nothing artificial can ever refresh
the vegetable world as a good rain
does. The air smells better, tastes
better, and seems to penetrate more
deeply into the lungs after a rain. I
can work with more enthusiasm, with
more concentration and with more
energy during a rain. When the rain
is falling outside it gives opportunity
to finish the uncompleted task; to set-
tle down to something that has been
waiting for attention for days or
weeks.
When I was a boy on the farm a
rainy day was a period to be looked
forward to. Before the hard work of
farm life had fastened itself upon
me, a rainy day was a play day. We
cut all sorts of capers in the hay
loft as the rain pattered down upon
the roof above us; or we went fish-
ing. It was thought that the fish
would bite more ravenously upon a
rainy day. It may have been, but any-
way it was rare sport to sit upon the
banl£ of the creek all huddled up and
watch the corks on our fishing lines
bobbing up and down.
I have always liked to read, and as
I look back upon the years that have
passed it seems to me that much of
the reading that I have done since the
time I was ten years old has been
done while the rain was coming down
outside and other tasks for the time
being set aside.
No! I like sunshine and I take
pleasure in clear weather, but I don’t
want to live where it doesn’t rain.
Absence of rain would take away half
the pleasure of life.
(©, 1930, Western Newspaper Union.)
If the Truth Were Always Told
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Iola, Kan.—From a concert pianist
with excellent prospects in Chicago, to
operator of a drug store in a city of
less than 10,000 population, is a long
step, but a step which filial devotion
prompted Lloyd N. Brown to take.
Five years ago Brown was an in-
structor in piano in a Chicago music
institute. He had completed his study
there and had been retained as an in-
structor. In addition to teaching, he
filled concert engagements and on sev-
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eral occasions played with the Chi-
cago Symphony orchestra.
His prospects were bright and it was
predicted he would soon be one of the
outstanding figures in the musical
world.
Just as Brown was making the most
forward strides toward fame he re-
ceived word from home that his fa-
ther, Dr. H. A. Brown, veteran physi-
cian and druggist here, had suffered
a stroke of paralysis and that Lloyd,
the only son, * was sorely needed at
home.
As he saw it, only one road was
open for him. Before him was suc-
cess in the musical world that he
■loved; not only success for himself,
but for his wife, an accomplished vio-
linist whom he met and married in
Chicago.
He closed his piano, resigned his
position with the college and forsook
his career as a musician to hurry home
to his parents and to enter the com-
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paratively strange profession of a
druggist.
But his heart is not in the drug
business. He intends some day to re-
turn to his music. He has a standing
offer to return to Chicago as an in-
structor.
WOMAN WINS HONOR
* SCIENCE
$ The Polar Spin
T If people resided at, or on,
* the North and South poles, they
£ would get much less of a “ride”
each twenty-four hours than
those at the equator.
A circle at the pole might be
only a foot in circumference,
while at the equator the earth
is 25,000 miles in girth. As the
whole earth revolves once daily,
the polar resident gets the
shorter ride.
«*► (©, 1930, Western Newspaper Union.)
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Miss Marjorie White of the Stal
department will be on© of the United
States representatives at the confer-
ence for the codification of interna-
tional law at The Hagua.
SWEET MUSIC
The man in the want-ad booth of
the newspaper office was puzzled.
“See here,” he objected. “You don’t
want to put this ad for a cash register
under the head of ‘Musical Instru-
ments’ do you?”
“Sure,” said the gentleman on the
other side of the counter. “That is
what it is to me, boy!”—New York
Central Magazine.
BIG BENEFIT
She—What did you ever do to bene-
fit any other man?
He—Gosh! Didn’t I marry you?
New One on Them
“You tell those tooting fools,”
Growled father, who was sore,
“About our doorbell—and
Tell ’em what it’s for!”
Appeared in a Mystery Play
The Girl—I should just love to go
on the stage.
The Man—Yes, it’s rather nice. I
once appeared at the Alhambra.
The Girl—Oh, how topping! What
sort of act was it?
The Man—A little mystery play. I
left the audience to help a conjurer
with a card trick.
Consistency
“Are you annoyed by the people who
want you to assist them in getting
salaried positions?”
“No,” answered Senator Sorghum.
“I mustn’t be inconsistent. I have for
many years been asking the people to
do the same thing for me.”—Washing-
ton Star. . ;
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Trophies of the Chase
Motorson—Was that guy we hit
hurt badly?
Speedup—I dunno. I just got out
to cut a button off his coat to put in
my collection of trophies.
First Girlie—Why do you call him
a worm?
Second Girlie—When he passes me
he always turns.
Changing the Cast
Politics has made us fret
As this rule it teaches:
Other orators we get
To make the same old speeches.
Mean Brute
“Here is a headline that asks ‘What
do women think about?’ ” remarked
Mrs. Grouch.
‘sHuh!” growled her husband, “after
listening to their gab I’d say about
once in a long time.”
His Endeavors Thwarted
Visitor—Why didn’t you try to keep
out of jail?
Convict—I did, ma’am. And I got
two months extra for resisting the
police.—Stray. Stories.
Worth While
Employer—Why are you discharged
from your last place?
Applicant—For good behavior.
Employer—What do you mean?
Applicant—They took three months
off my sentence.
A Technicality
The Counselor—You’ve been indict-
ed for attempted manslaughter.
The Prisoner—That oughta be easy
to defend, cause it wasn’t a man but
a dame that I beat up.
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