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Show J THE BINGHAM NEWS I NOTICE The Judicial Convention of the' Republican Party for the Third Judicial District of Utah will be held Saturday, the 26th day of April, 1924, at ten o'clock a. m. Council Chamber, City and County Building, Salt Lake City, Utah, to nominate Six District Judges and One District Attor-ney. . , W. R. Hutchinson. Chairman. LOST A silver mesh bag with ame-thyst clasp, containing vanity case and a handkerchief. Re-ward given if returned to this office. When You Open the Season be sure your equipment is the best. t Western Arms & Sporting Goods Co. 115 South Main St. SALT LAKE CITY OUTFITTERS OF REAL SPORTSMEN Have Your Easter Suit "Dundee Tailored" PERFECT FIT GUARANTEED 'TAILORS OF QUALITY CLOTHES" 215 SOUTH MAIN STREET, SALT LAKE CITY WE MAKE ALL STYLES WANTED Thirty good pick and shovel men For ditch work on the new wat-er line extension between Dry Fork and Freeman Gulch. Apply " W. B. Evans, Town Hall, Bingham Citizen's Coal and Supply Co. HANDLES ALL KINDS OF SUrrLIES HAY, GRAIN AND COAL Agents for the Excellent Near - Beer Beverage known as TWNjNCA "BECCO" Ifml v-- A BINGHAM, UTAH VO CHURCH NOTICES Holy Rosary Church, Bingham Sunday Masses: Every Sunday, 10:30 a. m. First Sunday, 8:30 k 10.30 a.m. Copperfield Second and fourth Sundays 9:00 a. m. Highland Boy Third Sunday at 9:00 a. m. Sunday School after Mass. Rev. John Ryan, C. S. C, Pastor. L--D. S. CHURCH Evening service on Sundays, 7:30 p. m. Sunday-schoo- l, 10:30 a. m. Primary. Monday afternoons at 3:30. Priesthood meeting on Mon-day evenings at 7:00 p. m. Relief Society meets on Tues-day afternoons at 2:00. Everybody cordially invited to attend. I THE BINGHAM NEWS Entered as second-clas- s mat-ter at the Postoffice at Bing-ham Canyon, Utah, under the Act of Congress of March 3, 1879. Price $2.00 per year, in advance Single Copies, 10 Cents ' 9 A Weekly Newspaper devoted exclusively to the interests of the Bingham District and its people. Published every Saturday at Bingham Canyon, Utah George Reynolds , Editor and Publisher Bourgard Building, Main St. Bingham Phone 91 f ' ? fifcv - y J. vjr 4y j yvs " '4f NEWSPAPER ASSOCIATION MEMBER No. 1855 helped. Some go mad over the movies or crazy over dancing or automobiles but the vast ma-jority retain common sense. When their work is done they forget about it and take up their pleasures. If they like the mov-ies , they attend, and it certain- -' ly costs them money here, if that is their hobby, as there is no competition in that business in Bingham. If they like danc-ing, the different parties who cater to that business furnish the best and if they own autos they like to drive them and get out of the smoke of the canyon when they feel desirious. Much has been said as to the depressed business condition be-ing caused by people who have expended practically their last cent to procure an automobile, but these people who have cars are benifiting. They get out and their minds and bodies are rested by so doing. It means longer life. Business men do not enslave themselves as they did years ago. If they want to see a base ball game these days, they get out in the open and en-joy the fresh air and who is more entitled to it than the men who toil in .our mines? It seems there is constant search to fur-nish the people with more facil-ities for obtaining happiness. Even in New York the under-takers in a recent convention there decided to disguise their, hearses as ordinary limousines as too much gloom prevailed in the world, without having som-bre hearses passing through the streets to remind people of death 1 EDITORIAL ARE WE TOO HILARIOUS? At a recent address delivered at Salt Lake City a prominent divine said the American public are inclined to seek too much pleasure. More serious work, it was alleged, had been stopped by the universal race to accumu-late all the joy one can in the short space of life. The youth of to-da- y was arraigned for be-ing frivolous and concerned only in searching for pleasure and happiness. Parents too were blamed because they didn't be-lieve in missing all the joy in the world. If some people wish to exclude gloom, that is their privilege, they do not know what happiness mean. Because our forefathers worked twelve hours a day there is no reason why we should. Because years ago no one took an active inter-est in baseball, there is no rea-son why the different clubs of r Salt Lake City should be repri-manded this season for the live interest in which they are tak-ing. Many are begining to realize the fact that all work and no play is bad for the human sys-- , tem. We will admit that some carry their search for pleasure too far, there are extremes in everything, but it cannot be Hie Most I Mother Beautiful Br ELLA SAUNDERS . 1114, WMtin Nwppr Unloa.) TT HAD not always been ai It was. Johnny was too little . to under' stand things very well, imt still he could remember when thing! had been very different For one thing, the chief thing, Johnny had bad a mother. She was the most beautiful mother In the world. She used to tuck Johnny Into bed at night, and she and father were always happy and laughing to-gether. That seemed terribly long ago. And then she bad gone away, and he had been forbidden to speak about her. They had told him she was dead, but Johnny knew somehow, with a child's Instinct, that "she wasn't dead. Even though Auut Anne, whom he trusted, told him that she was dead, he knew It wasn't so. Something had happened to her, and the mystery perplexed him terribly. And he worried over It, as a child will. Be knew father could solve the mystery, but he dared not ask father. He was afraid of father and yet there had been a time when he had not been afraid of him at all. But that was In the days when father and mother were always laughing together. Now everything was changed. This hard, cold, silent man was not the father Johnny had known. Especially the child wondered what had happened to his mother when he was In bed at night There was no one to tuck him In now. Aunt Anne put him to bed sometimes, but he didn't feel it was the same at all. He prayed to God to send his mother back to him. He told Aunt Anne about his prayer. "Johnny, listen to me. Tour mother's dead," said Aunt Anne. "She will never come back. You must learn to forget her." Forget her I That was the last thing on earth that Johnny could do. He heard Aunt Anna tejllng father what he had said. "The child's . fretting for her," she said. "He must be taught to forget her." "My God!' said father. "If I could forget I" The child crept away. He knew It was very serious when anyone spoke of God. And the next night, when father had taken Aunt Anne out somewhere, and only deaf old Mrs. Patrick was in the house, Johnny lay awake. "Dear God, send mother back to me," he prayed. And then be started up, terrified, fot the door was opening softly. The light was switched on. Before him stood his mother, just as be remem-bered her, more beautiful, if anything, wearing her hat and cloak. "With a glad cry he leaped Into her arms. How happy they were. Johnny told her how he had known she wasn't desd, snd how he had prayed to see her. Their tears ran down together. "Do you really love me?" niothet asked. "Best In the world." "Listen, Johnny. Are you a bravi boyT Would you like to come away with me, even If you never saw any of them again?" Johnny told her he would. He wai quite excited over the prospect ef the adventure. He understood that moth-er hud come back Into the house when they were all awy, except for old Mrs. Patrick, to take him with her. "We shall be poor, Johnny, but we'll be happy," she said. And suddenly he heard mother pray-ing. "Pear God," she said, "If I am doing the right thing, tell me. Thou knowest that I win a to do the right thing by the child." Johnny grew very serious. He un derstood now that this adventure wai a wonderful thing, more so than he had imagined, and that if mother went away without him now he would never see her again. "Get your things on, then, Johnny," she said. And hurriedly she began helping the child to dress. But at the sound of footsteps outside, she stopped, looking toward the door In agonised fear. It opened. Father stood In the room He looked from mother to Johnny, hli mouth set In a satirical smile. "So you have come back, Ella I" he said. "For him. He's mine. I'm going to take him!" "You shall not The law" "A mother's heart la beyond the law Charles." Johnny burst Into sobs. He rsn to his mother, clung to her. "You see Charles," she said triumphantly, "Ella " "He wants me. He" "Ells, I want him, too. Stay with us, Ella, for his sakel" She hesitated. And then somehow Johnny found father and mother very close together and he knew mother had come back to stay. Hi Erratic Steed Harris prided himself on a thorough knowledge of horses and their habits, so he was Interested when, on a visit to the country, he saw a farmer hav-ing some trouble with his mount It would start amble along slowly for a short distance and tlren stop. Then the farmer would have great difficulty In getting started again. Finally Harris approached the farmer and asked, kindly: "Is your horse slckf" "Not as I know of," was the short reply. "Is he balky r "No. But he's so afraid HI say 'Whoa 1' and he won't hear me that he stops once In a while to listen." Pittsburgh Chronicle-Telegrap- Sure to Please Jlggs I want to get my girl a nice present, but I don't want her to know anything about it Brlggs Get her a radio set; she won't know anything about that for years. Froth. Ws Dare Say. Jnd Tunklns suys the old osken bucket makes a nice song, but the real sentiment at present sttaches to some spparatus for scooping np the con-tents of an oil welL NOTICE TO CREDITORS Estate of Gerhard Wagner, Dec. Creditors will present claims with vouchers to the undersign-ed at the office of A. C. Cole, in Bingham Canyon, Utah, on or before the 7th day of June, A. D. 1924. Howard Lee Administrator of the Estate of Gerhard Wagner, Dec. Date of first publication, March 29, 1924. Last publication, April 26, 1924. A. C, Cole, Attorney for Administrator, The Lucky Man. Jud Tunklns says a man who telle you everything happens for the best is generally somebody who has been pretty lucky one way or another. What We 8 In Others. That which we see in others ws un-consciously bring to the light even as the artist brings to the light what he ' sees lu the block of marble. Knowledge. Pleasure is a shadow, wealth Is vanity and power a pageant; hut knowledge Is ecstatic In enjoyment, unlimited In space and Infinite In duration. Vanity. I What renders the vanity of etheA Insupportable Is tint It wounds oil '" twwredV s- Iw'' There was a moment's Intense a silence pregnant with reml-fiace-drama. "riease look at me," he begged, a Bttle abruptly. She turned her head In some sur-prise. Francis was almoKt handsome In the clear spring sunlight his face alight with animation, his deep-se- t gray eyes full of amused yet anxious p.,fK3.?vlv per and to be taking but the scantiest notice of the conversation at the bar. "It Just, shows," Peter Jacks de-clared, "that crime Is the easiest game in the world. Given a reasonable amount of Intelligence, and a murder-er's business Is about as simple as a 8undw!chmnn's." "The police," Gerald Morse, a pale-face- d anemlc-lookln- g youth, declared, "rely upon two things, circumstantial evidence and motive. In the present case there Is no circumstantial evi-dence, and as to motive, poor old Vic-tor was too big a fool to have an enemy In the world." Sidney Voss. who was up for the Sherldun club and had once been there, glanced respectfully across at Francis. "You ought to know something about crime and criminals, Mr. Ledsam," he suld. "Have you any theory about the affair?" Francis set down the glass from which he had been drink Ins, and, fold-ing up the evening paper, laid It by the side of him. "As a matter of fact," he answered calmly, "I have." The few words, simply spoken, yet In their way charged with menace, thrilled through the little room. Fair-fax swung round upon his stool, a tall, aggressive-lookin- youth wtiose good-look- s were half eaten up with dissi-pation. His eyes were unnaturally bright, the cloudy remains In his glass Indicated absinthe. "Listen, you fellows!" he exclaimed. "Mr. Francis Ledsam, the great crim-inal barrister, Is going to solve the mystery of poor old Victor's death for us!" The three other young men all turm-- around from the bar. Their eyes and whole attention seamed rivet-ed upon Francis. No one seemed to notice the newcomer who passed quiet-ly to chair In the background, al-though he was a person of some note ami Interest to nil of them. Imper-turbable and Immaculate as ever, Sir Timothy l'.rast smiled amiably upon the little gathering, summoned a wult-e- r and ordered a dry martini. "I can scarcely promise to do tbat," Francis said slowly, his eyes resting for u second or two upon each of the four faces. "Kxuct solutions are a lit-tle out of my line. I think I can prom-ise to give you a shock, though, If you're strong enough to stand It." There was another of those curious-ly charged silences. The bartender paused with the cocktail-shake- r still In bis rind. Voss began to beat nerv- - Francis, tense and alert In his cl watched the speaker, but said D Ing. "You see," Sir Timothy contln addressing himself to the four y men at the bar, "I happen to I two special aversions In life. Is sweet chumpagne and the other ateur detectives their stories, t methods and everything about t) I chanced to sit upstairs In the taurant, within hearing of Mr. Led and his friend Mr. Wllmore, the n 1st, the other night, and I heard Leusum, very much to my chai announce his Intention of ahando a career In which he has, If he allow me to say so," with a coi mis bow to Francis "attained siderable distinction, to Indulge IB moth-eate- flamboyant and melt matic antics of the lesser Slier Holmes. I fear that I could not n the opportunity of Joking him al his new avocation." . i Every one was listening inte', Including Shopland, who had Just d ed Into the room and subsided a chair near Francis. "I moved my place, therefore," Timothy continued, "and I whlspe In Mr. Lcdsam's ear some rodoiu tnde to the effect that if he w planning to he the giant crime-de- t or of the world, I was by ambition archcrimlnul or words to that eff And to tfve emphasis to my wot I wound up by prophesying a frt In the Immediate vicinity of the pi within a few hours." "A somewhat significant proph under the circumstances," Fre.ncls marked, reaching out for a dish suited almonds and drawing them wards him. Sir Timothy shrugged his should deprecutlngly. "I will confess," he admitted, "t I had not In my mind un affair such dimensions. My harmless mark, however, has produced catacl mic effects. The conversation to wh I refer took place on the night young Uldluke's murder, and Mr. I. sam, with my somewhat, I conftt bombastic words In his memory, I pitched upon me as the bloodthln murderer." "Hold on for a moment, sir," Pet Jacks begged, wiping the pcrplratl from his forehead. "We've got have another drink quick. Poor o Bobby here looks knocked all of heap, and I'm kind of Jumpy myse You'll Join us, sir?" "I thank you," was the courteoi reply. "I do not is a rule Indulge "In Your Way You Havs Been Kind to Me," She Admitted. solicitude. Even as she appreciated these things and became dimly con-scious of Ms eager Interest, her per-turbation seemed to grow. "Well?" she ventured. "Ho I look like a person who knew what he was talking about?" he asked. "On the whole. 1 should say that you did." she odmllted. "Very well, then," he went on cheer-fully, "believe me when I say that the shadow which depresses you all Hie time now will pass. I say this con-fidently," lie added, his voice soften-lg- , "because I hope to he allowed to lelp. Haven't you guessed that 1 am )ery glad indeed to see you again?" They had passed through Lsns-own- e passage and wsre In the quiet ed of Curzon street. They Could Prove It Old Gentleman (seeing waits about to strike up beneath his window) How much will you take to go away? Leader Two bob. Old Gentleman It Isn't worth It. Leader Walt till you 'ear us sing. London Mali. Conversation Difficult Fair Chatterbox (at the concert) "1 do hope she sings something quieter for an encore. That last thing made m I quits koirse." Funct, London. in tc |