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About The Coos Bay times. (Marshfield, Or.) 1906-1957 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 18, 1911)
i ' ' THE COOS BAY TIMES, MABSHFIELD, OREGON, MONDAY, DECEMBER 18, 1911 EVENING EDITION. XMAS IS COMING 'And a fino selection of nrlii-ks suitable for'prcscnls have just arrived "KOtt MUX AND BOYS I have a new, fine lino ol' Hals, Shoes, Shirts, Neck ties in Holiday Jtas, Sleevoholders, Garter Sets, Searfpins, and Cult Sets VOR LADIES AND MISSES I have just received a line of articles unsurpassed in quality and price. These include. Handbags, Silk Scarfs, Fancy Comb Sets, 1 Iandkci'diiefs in Holiday Boxes, Belts, Slippers, Suit Cases and Umbrellas. MY LINE Oh1 DKESS GOODS Is superior in quality, and I" am selling my present stock at greatly reduced prices. A new dress is a welcome present to a lady any time. ARTICLES FOR THE HOUSEHOLD Too numerous to be mentioned may bo selected from my new, selected and extensive stock. You will save money if you make an early call at mv store. H. FINNELL 350 N. Front St. Opposite Royal Theatre. y ' " f JSaulciul&ljuUn JlUlhO iiisii KmiiiTnrifc. Olympic Flour Highest Quality PAST AND COMMODIOUS Steamer Redondo KQUII'L'KH WITH WIHKMCSK Sails From AUiaic3 Dock, Marshfiold, for San Francisca at 9 A. M., Tuesday, Dec. 19 INTKIt-OUHAN TUANSl'OHTATION COMPANY. Phono U C. P. McGEOUQE, Agent. "TIIK FIUICNI) OP COOS HAY" S. S. ALLIANCE ICQUIPPEI) WITH WIHELKSS Sails from Cods Hiy for ParManJ, TAunday, D33 21 at 10:30 A.M. CONNKOT1NO WITH TIIK NOIITH HANK HOAI) AT l'OHTLANU NOKTI1 PaJIKIO al'ICAMSHIP COMPANY. PHONIC 14 C P. McGKOHGK, Agent Steamer Homer Sails for San Francisco from North Bend Mondday, Dec. 18, 1911, at 9 A. M. F. S. DOW, Agsnt ICQl'lPPKI) WITH WIHKIiUSS Steamer Breakwater ALWAYS ON TIME SAILS PHOM 1'OIlTJiAXD AT 8 P. M. ON DKCKM.lEIl 0, IS, JO SAILS PHOM COOS HAY AT BKUVICIi OP TUB TIMK ON DK- CHMHKH 0, 1(1, ii:i AND :I0. L. II. KUATING, AdICNT I'nONB MAIN Stt-I ovory I'uclllo FAST SERVICE TO ROSE3URG Our Etngoa leave Mnrshfleld for Roseburg nt C "'clock ovenlng mul afford quickest connections with Southern Hallway. Faro ?0.uu. ., COOS HAY HOSKHUHG STAGI3 LINK. OTTO BCIIIcrrKK, Agent, 180 MAHKljlj AV. Miirshneld O. P. HAHNAHI), , AKt,lt' "ObhllUItG, Oto. rim.M.. Parties Desiring Monu ments to be Erected r Would ao well to call at the- Pacific Monumental v,orK South roadway and make selection from the large stock now on hand. Mr. Wilson has in h employ the only practical anrble and I era nlte cutter In Coos county. And none but tho best worK Is turned ' a rtWrtrtWrWhhhthrW VratrtthWWhHKHKttrHbttHKrtttmiW CHRISTMAS EVE IN WYOMING. By A. C. ROWSEY. Copyright by American Press Assocla tlon, Ml.) IT wns storming mul the night be fore Clnlstmns. HiillUIetit rea sons, It appeared, tu Justify the guns nt the Double 1) ottttlt In teaching tho conclusion tluit It ought to go down to Casey's and get good mul properly full or cheer. Certain of the outfit, Inspired tnoro by thirst thnn by icnsoulng power, renched tho con clusion mid Coney's early In tin after- I noon. livery one pit (More botoio sun- uown every one, tluit is, excepting the Devil's Own. Itlnclc Pete, tho buck dancer, who hud bi'i'ii doing his utmost with foot nml voice. succumbed early In the evening mid now lay, a dark and so norous mast. In thu corner of the titl KiK?HBbUlatilr'C "what do tod tiiink or that'" barroom. Tho punchers and herders hud assembled In nrnied truce for the night around thu tinker tnble, and ull wns decent mid harmonious. Then tho DevlI'M Own flung open the door mid came In, uccoinpnnled by n blast of Icy nlr, both Htrnlght from the wide reaches of tho snowy Wyoming rnngo. The Devil's Own was the bos-t wrangler or tho Double D. Enthroned as such, his personal distrust resem bled law ns closely ns anything win likely ever to do In the region monopo lized by tho Double D gang. This night thcro was nn augmented scowl on his face, nnd the manner In which he strode across the room nnd up to the bar emitted tho gang to suspend the gmuu and look expectant. "What In blazes do you think I want," ho roared ut Casey In answer to that worthy's pacific query "Ico cream soda?" Casey ovlnced no further curiosity us to tho Devil's Own's preferences. After three stiff drinks hail burned their way down the grent man's throat he turned to tho group mid run his eyo over the gang critically. "You listen." he commanded majes tically, jerking with unnecessary en ergy n copy of the Hed Gulch Huglo from his belt mid nulling In u totio Miggcstlvo of the most unquulllleil dis approval: "Wo nro glnd to report that the gentleman who Is holding down the Job of boss wrangler nt the Double I) much was seen at tho revival meet ing In Hed Gulch lust week. Ills pres enio In the attitude of nn earnest seek er was n telling tribute to the evan gelistic ability of the llev. Mr. Bilks." Tho Devil's Own paused, lowered his a rip nnd swung n round to Onsv again. "Whnt'il you put it nwnv for? Tlilrjii I wanted to stenl It?" he drmniideil wrnthfully "Leave l here until I get through nnd keep score, I don't know who done that." he continued, uddi ess lug the gang again: "but. boln' as It's f'lirHmiiH, I'm wlllln' to consider U a Joke. Hut that nln't nil." lie Hinooth'Ml "ut the crumpled Hugle nml lesumed with great distinctness- 'Now flint this change hits occurred U lionod I'i'if f'" llr p the ores SHAVE 15 CENTS At tho Coos Shop Just opened at 150 Front St, WANTED!!! 3AHPETS UPHOLSTEKING AND PIANOS TO CLKAN. by the Pneuma tic Cleaning Company. Orders for work taken at GOING & HARVEY , PHONE 100 j The Old Reliable If you need any fruit-trees for planting or wish to mako good mon ey selling treei write us for parti culars. No previous experience needed if you want to meke money. We show you, ALHANY NUHSE HIES, Inc., Albany, Oregon. Have Us Lauider Your Underwear Wo wash tbeso garments cleaner and hotter than tho work can be done elsewhere, and they aro not worn so much. Wo do not shrink them, ovon woolen garments aro returned thf amo size as when sont us. We Iron the garments nicely, make ordinary repairs free of charge aud you havo fresh clean, sweet under wear roady for each week's change Buniilo yours up with next week' laundry bundle. Marshfield4Hand & Steam Laundry PHOV 22II-J Don't forget me Turklah t'liovK at i-J. liUttlb STADDEN All Kinds of photograph work, bnmililo enluigliig and luxluk finishing. rdonal tenderfoot coming to the Gulch will be more enduring than heieto fore.' That's nil right, too." he Interpolat ed tcellugly. "but listen: "'It is rumored that because of his uvowal of a desire for n better life the Devil's Own will receive the Indorse uieiit of the woman's sulTruge cam pi.igu for sbeillT.' "What do you think 'of thnt?" ho de manded tiaglcally. "Me a woman suf frage shoutcr! Me u petticoat poll tlilan!" Willi nn oath that was u mnsterpleco of vituperative dNseut he dashed the offending Journal to the tloor, tilled his glass to the brim mid drained It to the last drop. "Hoys. I am goln' to Hed Gulch to night," be announced determinedly. The outfit leaped to Uh feet nnd sur rounded him. Casey's bottles flashed forth bravely. Tho Devil's Own purred upprovlngly. "You do mo proud," ho admitted. "Let's be gettlu'." A little later n great Hurry in the drifting snow marked the way of the gang down the trull to I ted Gulch. The storm had ceased, nnd tho moon In u half veiled sky shone mistily over the wide expanse of unbroken snow plains and on thu cavalcade of u dozen determined, men loping ou to thu Gulch. Cusey cntno to tho door as they pass ed, but thu Intense cold repulsed him, mid ho went In nnd stood with his uosu against the pane of his shack window mid tried to make out whut was hap pening. Ho wondered if tho outfit would appropriate to the consumma tion of Its purpose nil of tho carefully hoarded tar In the barrel. All tho Gulch remained discreetly In doors when the Double D's swept through the town direct for the shanty In which the Hugle was housed. Twen ty feet from tho door the Devil's Own; drew up mid slkl stlllly to tho snow. "Hoys, this Is my business," ho said impressively, starting alone for the en trance. On reaching It he set up a volley of raps with tho butt of his re volver. "Huh!" he grunted when, after n,mo incut's relapse, there was nb response. "IlluITs don't go. Mr. Cdltorl" Then he stooped, braced uiio foot deep In the snow mid put his broad shoul der to tho door. Through tho press room and ou to the living room at tho buck the leudur rtttMt1t(rCr(r(rtrtrCrtrtrtot 1rtrtrtitrtrCt1r(rtrCtrCrlrCrCrtrtt MY CHRISTMAS TREASURE By CHARLES K. JOHANSEN. C-521?JS 3MlvI?i 7? neyeH "I HAD AN U.NCI.K.' vfll H fr" ' ' I TOO Ton WANT MT IinflDANII?" BUK QUA VKIII U. nade his way. llefoio ho could do mund admission tho door was opeued partly, but no one uppeured. "Now. you rot," shouted the Intruder, "comoont here nnd show yourself!" A, shadowy little llguie appealed In the doorway, utteicil n tlnv wajl of dismay and dlhsoived Into ihu darkness of ttie Interior "What the"- ejaculated tho Devil's Own Presently tho figure reappeared, this time with a lighted candle heln nloft a frlgh.ened. shivering llflle creature, pretty In hpite of iei tenor-uud gaih ed In n red sweater and petticoat donned Iinstlly. "Do you want my husband?" she quavered In u voice eloquent of terror, but still oddly defiant, "That's whut I'm Hero for," admit ted the Devil's Own. Bho biw ed herself In tho doorway. "You can't have him'" sho declared emphatically. The Deal's Own grinned n trifle shamefacedly. "I don't know who you are." she continued, taking courage, "or what joii havo to complain or. We are new here I know you haven't nny law here, but lint ho hasn't hud anything to do with tho Huglo since since wo--bought It-last week. He's not stroug, and he's asleep now. I am 10 sponsible for-for anything tluit may have annoyed you." "Did you write that stuff nbont about tho feller you call tho Devil's Own?" ho asked Id a touo that almost suggested civility. "No," sho replied, still trembling from houd to foot, but holding her bend aloft proudly. "1 didn't wrlto that or nuj of tho things thnt have made WWij'WWJCi'JW'A'WW'WVVWW ICopyriKht by American I'ros Aocla Hon. 1311. 5 AM nn everyday, matter of fact .oting man, unromantle nnd us cold blooded ns an amphibian. 1 hnvo never been superstitious nnd mn n believer In material spirits only. 1 have never ptneed any faith In the story of vaporous beings supposed to visit humanity nt uncanny hours nnd beckon mortals to do their biddings. Hellevo me, 1 have too much common sense to put nny stuck In such non sense. Neither do I believe In dreams, nnd 1 detest 'dream books. Dreams have al ways presented themselves to mo ns a penal ty we pay our nerves for over burdening our stomachs or for overtaxing our brains. Hut I digress rrom my narrative. 1 had mi it ti cle. n queer, eccentric o I d fellow. w h o stinted mut de prlved lumselt of every com fort and tilers tng In order that his horde or wealiii might not decrease l.i pile mid wlnwt only Joy was to hear ids gold jingle Ue trusted und associated with mmi not oven his relatives, mid he liven alone In u woebeg.uio spot In n uilHern blu hovel. If only this old miser could transfer his wealth lth him to nnotli er world nnd there reap the benefit .m his years of toll und struggles then in deed there may have been Home little satisfaction In bis greed; but, us It was, his riches brought happiness to no one. not even to himself. In his youth mid brond manhood m nnclo had been n seafarer and hud amassed his wealth in successful trad lug in faro IT lands. After mi absence from his blrthplaco of many years he returned home one day. unexpected and almost forgotten, a happy, health, rover, sincere mid firm In his full h tu this world's righteousness. Now ne Intended to enjoy life mid his wealth He met nud fell Intensely In love with ii beautiful woman who seemed to take pleasure in Ills rough manners mid uu polished exterior, but 'titer grew tired of him mid spurned him when tie pro posed. Thereafter there wns no more sun shine In this world for Id in, He hated now ns Intensely ns he hnd loved: he scorned thu world and lost nil faith lu humanity. Ever thereafter ho lived alone. Gold beenmo his only idol, mid at her shrine alone ho worshiped. After n loug llfo as a recluse, ns n miser mid misanthrope, the old man died mid wns burled In the ground llko bis gold. We. his relatives, knew ho owned much gold: but. senrch ns wo might, no trace thereof was over dis covered Wu ransacked every nook mid comer, but to no purpose. The treasure was Indeed hidden. One Christinas eve about a year lat er our family, as Is our custom, hold u reunion. Wo uindo merry and dune- ed with tho y o u n g ones ii rou nil tho U Ii r I h t in n h tree. Wo stuff ed ourcelves with u variety of seasouuble dishes nnd Urn nk many toasts to tho peace of the world a ml good will to men. We made mer ry until the late hours, when my wlfo mid I took leave of the party and returned homo. It was n blttorly cold, stormy ulght. The Icy blasts blow, mid tho snow Hakes almost blinded us Thu howl ing of the winds us they shook the trees and hem tho nrmicbes sounded like the moans of beings In dismiss ! everybody nngry with tho Hugle. My eoiuiiotfltor set it up und sold tho wholo i edition, und ho he bo toou nn-nii the tho money nuu ruu uwuy wuu It." Then sho began to sob bitterly. Tho Devil's Own pulled ut Ids nius tncho fiercely und frowued llko u buc caneer, "Don't cry. marm." ho said embar rassedly. "Did you say tho son of n gun lert you brokoV" Tho young woman's shnpely head re sponded with uu nllirnmtlve Jerk. "Well, you Illumed little Idiot," ho growled, with u comical attempt to support his reputation for toughness, "1 guess you don't know Wyoming. Go get your clothes on l mean tho rest of 'cm. Lordy, what a fool wo mnu you aro cryln' becausu you're busted!" Then ho turned awny and rejoined his waiting und now Impatient co uvengors. "Say, you fellers," ho culled out with his customnry ulr of command, "hike to tho storo nnd bring up nil the chuck you can get away with. Tlioro'a u new deal on hero." ' Tho outfit looKed nt him with wldo open eyes, realized that ho meant It und proceeded to obey. "Reckon tho Huglo hit me up 'bout squaro," muttered the Devil's Own us be piepared to follow. ? I ifWVVQQViWWQQWQVQVV- Truly tho sccno wns weird anil un canny nnd Just tho typical night for ncrvo Strang people to bcllevo that spooks and goblins would bo about and doing. Wo reached our homo oxhnusted and sleepy and woro greeted by tho best of friends, a blazing tire. I cannot recall how long I hnd slept when 1 wns nwnkened by n sound behind mo ns though somo one was approaching In tho darkness. Surely It must bo but n fancy, I thought, as no one could be stirring nt such an hour. Hut I beard tho sound ngalu. over approaching nearer: then 1 Irre sistibly turned my head. Horrors! Thcro before mo stood n long, slim flguru shrouded In white, with Its thin, bony lingers extended toward me. nnd such a strungo light shouo nbont It thnt It appeared transparent. This wns no creation of my brnln, but stem reality, nnd thus I, scorncr, scoff er nnd skeptic, wns to bo affronted by tho unenuny spirit whoso -jxlstcuco I hud denied. Mercy I The ley llngera touched my brow, and yet I could not escape, nnd I had become speechless from fear. My eyes wero transfixed upon my unearthly visitor, nnd I was ns If hypnotized. Slowly tho figure retreated nnd beckoned mo to follow. I nroso und followed the retreating flguro. I dared not, could not. refuse. How far out In tho cold, stormy night 1 followed bnrofootcd la tho tracks oC my master ' know not. Sud denly he stop--ed, nnd, point ing to tho ground, h laughed loud and shrill nud n w n k cneil a t h o u b nnd echoes. Now I un derstood, n. e hud guided ma to tho hidden treasure which was to become mlno on this Christmas day. I feverishly tore Up tho ground gold, gold, bright glittering goldt My gold, nil mine! Whnt happiness was In store for mo! I tore nt tb ground until tho blood Bpurtcd from my worn lingers. Still I felt no pain, for I had become possessed. Not satis fled with my progress, I kicked at th earth In my frantic efforts nnd scatter ed the glittering gold In nil directions. I wns about to gather my treasure when I thought I heard nngry voices. What's that? Tho voice is ccrtnlnljr familiar. What do I hear? My wlfol "Itoliert, yon horrid bruto! You've been kicking my shins blnck and blue and raving like a maniac! You ought to be iisbamed of yourselfl You imut have hud a iilghtmnrul" MB .&& rs.etrt&vfi .- virft rfJtf-b" V ft "i pi:ri:niHiii.r Tom: Ul' TIIK 0II0U.NI." h &'; "Tiir. icy ri.sor.us touched uy nnow." Cbe first Christ mas Song Cy ARTHUR J BURDICK DOWN tlirou-jh tlie tjet Im echoed a iocs, Gticioui long "Pete on erth, good will toward men" Clew nd ttrongt 3 Song ol th; anj-Ii when Chnttmu wi borai ' Song r.cvci tilent tince that bleited mora: Earth ol in bittemen evermore horn lileued ion I , DOWN throuih the aget hit filtered rf light Picriout light I Oeami ol a raJianl, heaven ent tlar 5:1 in ntghl 1 Star thit proclaimed a heaven bom king! Stat that inipired heaven t chonii to ting, Making ihe earth with iwert muuc to ring Bnl.ianl light I DOWN through the agea it waited a cry Snrre.1 uyl Voice ol a balx m a manner ol old, An inn nigh 1 Voire ol a babe thil all chilJren huh blcocd's Voice lhal hath given the weiry iweet rcrtj Voice lhal pronounced eanh'i erarkleit behett Hlel"v Telltale Marks Flncer prints nro convincing evidence, but they ina by ovldenco of uooil daeds ns well as tmd For exuiuplo, tho Anger print on a CluUUnaa present are proof of a good deed Tho recording nngol will 09 thorn tf nobody eUe docs. Thoy will thus l) accepted In thu highest couit. Have oii put these telltale marks on Christmas presents this year? If not, It U IiIbIi time to lieisin Flnucia can bo us4 for few higher purosea than In picking Christina Klfts for our frlonds nut bo euro to ci'l your flmser prints on tho thluss nnPOHK THUY HAVK UF.F.J PAWED OVF.n HY EVEitYIlODY EUSE, if you wait, there will bo ao many tinner murks on tho kooJs that It will bo hard to distinguish yours from the rest. THEREFORE EARLY. SHOP After the show try a Turkish Oath Phone 314-J.