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?' r v y Sessional directory i Houseworth, Physician and Sumcon Office: i rvjuK .- . , A.. tO .1 .1. , hours: ii i" '- - w I ; to 8 !' "' 1 .,, 1 iit-.l: lies., HSMi icj: u'"v" Phono 188-U nIfII.,INH CONTHACTOH EtinatGS furnished on request u M. Shaw , dl.SSl' ..... i I!,....ii JDO.OI rt,oo "7" ,". J - , Irving "JOCK..:; ATTIMM jj,rlrlnii nun .mrHC"P J" HP WIV"'. S.U'' 111 " 4 jko HldR I'lion.- t' 1 jjcsldcuce Phone 36!l-b. h Chandler l1" mnlllTICfrr at 301 and 302, Coke Building Morshfleld, Oregon. TlMi: TAUL12 LLUIKITK 1'ACIFIO MOTOIl OAK ra Lcavo Afield North DL'nd 5 a.m. 7:00 n.m. 5 a.m. 8:00 a.m. 5 a.m. ':0 n'm- 5o.m. 10:1C a-m- 5o.m. 11:0 n',u' Oo.m. 11:4G n-ra- 0 pm. 1:in n-in 5 p.m. 2:0' "' 5 p.m 3:00 n'ni- 5 p.m. ''-00 P-m 0 p.m. C:1B P-"1 g j,iini G:5C p.m $ p.m. North city limits only. io p.m. 7:-lC p.m. SAVE MONEY by ordering tho iiinoui HENRYVILLE COAL '..! nnr Inn 1.00 lp coal, per ton $ft.no Kilt ton oi uoin $i.n I II. SIl'SSOV. lroi. Mionn 18-J or Iwiv.o orders nt llllljcr'o llviur htoie. -GOOD WOOD If. Lingo lint It t .?!,. 10 iiud irasli U'l't' lonil, ul.so coal, with fi rtiMiniihle. (InrliiiKQ romov W'lionp i!'J.7-J. DRY WOOD nt k BAMrlBELL'S WOODYARD North Front Street Phono U70J - MERCHANTS CAFE Popular I'hico for Good Meals Prices Reasonable Cor, Commercial and ll'dw'jr. 0UTU COOS H1VKII HOAT SKUVICK MUXCII KXPHHSS we Jlnrshfleld every day 1 . in. Leaves head of river nt U:in p. in. hTi AJIFIl HAltfUOM'f ' , sw'hKl of rler dally at 7 m. Lent cm .Marhliflolil at 2 pi ror rluuter apply on hoard. ROGMIS SMITH Proprietors tOKWoo,. WESTERN LOAN AND t H n MR r.n - -mwinu JJm Assets $2,340,000.00 t ! i PKs 8 per cent on savings l M. KAUFMAN & CO. J I Local Ireasurer $, im6m.i,-!&&H3n44HH KCAirE O A. II. liODGINH Mifield PA,NT AND ''itlniates I'nrnluS.xl H liU. Marshflnli! 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Oregon Powei wsmssmsm gh Quality Groceries Our own prompt and particular delivery servlco Ef ficient clerks being out of tho high ront district and keeping our prices as low as consistent with good busi ness makes Conner & Hoagland The Leading Grocers Dealers in Good Groceries 797 South Broadway. Phones 348-J and 326 ttget SoTOd PredgEBg Co. Dams, Bridges, Buildings. Genfiral Construction COMPLETE PLANTS FOR HARBOR WORK (Mir Coos Bay office has available for Oregon Coast work the Dredge "Seattle" the mobt powerful, host quipped and most thoroughly moder tivai.ity.lncb hydraullo dredge In Pacific water Coos Bay office, o Main office, Marshfield, Oregon. Seattle. Washington. r- Abstracts ,FllI8IiIAIlIB AHKTKACTS OK T1TLH A.M) lAKHIIMATIIlt AHOUT . C00S BAY REAL ESTATE, See TITLE GUARANTEE & ABSTRACT CO., Inc. MAItfiUFIGI'U AND COQUIIiLK CIT1', OlIKGON OBWKBAL AOBXIS, KASTSinB AND SKN(5SUCKKN'S ADDITION IflENTS I-OU CANADIAN IMl'IWP HAILUOAD LANDH HKNHV SKNGSTAOKE.V. MANAOEB GRAVEL , ii,avnxti'&ir'rnT2aa We aro now prepared to furnish GUAVEL In any ,untltle. from pS fin our yard or In carload lots, at following prices- p.om nlle on ground, ?2.?5 per yard. . Fiom Pe oanoad iuU( takou trom car(Ji y, 0(J por yard. Tletall Depurtuiait- C A. Smith Lumber & Mfg. Co. " " , Phone 100. Opposite I'os-uice. PARCEL POST YOUR LAUNDRY . . - Drnmn onH Pffipiont SnrvifiP We Pay Return uiuryt;&. rtuu.ii. .. -,.. COOS BAY STEAM LAUNDRY THE COOS BAY TIMES, MARSHFIELD, Counts e Co. Bridge & irrtnarTMBtanriraMTr 1 1 OREGON, TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 23, 1915 EVENING EDITION. By CLARISSA MACKIE. tCopyrlglit. 191C, by American Trees Asso ciation. (i IfrWMmim M." culled old .Mrs. Til- tern from h u r bedroom adjoin ing the liltcUon. "Em. tome here. 1 want tp tall: to you." "Well, umr siild I'm wearil.v. t-lnUlug Into u chair nom- the window, w li 1 e h overlooked t h e yard. "A I n t y o ii lioiiril from (he company about the dividend on Unit gns stock?" asked the pnic. Ill old woman. t "Not a word," admitted Km faintly. "Lowly mo J 1 kinder wish your pa limln't put nil his money Into Donnlds vlllo gas stock. Why. ho even mort gaged the house to buy more stock," went on Mrs. Tatelti.' "It was nil right as long as they paid dividends, but now why, It's six mouths ovurduel" , "Ves, ma." "You'ro a wonderful manager. Km. to make Hint last money stretch over so many mouths. 1 suppose you got some left?" Km thought of her worn purse, which contained ono copper cent. "Yes, ma. some," alio replied, getting up and smoothing tho big pillows. "I'm going out to get some dinner for you. Could you cat un egg?" "Yea, Kmmy, 1 think I could relish nn egg." Km Tntoin stood by the kitchen win dow looking out across tho ynrd, now brown and bare, swept by November wliiils. Sho was a Rwoct faced, pn tleut looking womnu of thirty-live, and her still abundant fair hair and blue eyes added to her charms. People mild that Km Tatem had faded dreadfully tho past yenr. but they did not giics It was because Km vnn Blo'wjy starv ing herself r.o that there would bo enough for the beloved mother.' ? "If it imdn't been for itlu'gas stock I" sho murmured, will! tears filling her eyes, There camo a knock nt the door. "Ma wants to know If you can spare u. dozen eggs." said a little girl Km went Into her pnutry and counted tho eggs In the bllio bowl. There were exactly fourteen,, H'lUjUguM save wu for her ino'tlier.' iind with the IS cents In hand she could huv.sonie meat. Km did not (inroion ucrmoiuerujuitiiiere now remained in tho poultry yard one '. lone riymoiuu i.uck neir Km put the.eggSiliKtho'Kirl'.iubnskct. I "How Is. your mother. Mury?" she f asked. "She's pretty well, Miss Tatem. Sho'a ' awful busy, though. You know to- ' morrow's Thanksgiving. And, oh, Miss Tatem, she says she'll pay you as soon as she gets soiuo chauge." And Mary ran down lliu path. Km stared urter the child with hard, resentful eyes. "It's wicked, downright wicked!" she cried llorcely. "They've all got money and food and everything. Tomorrow will bo Thanksgiving day, aud not a thing to cat! I'll lmvo to kill Ktlzn. Muybo ma could eat her if she was roasted with sago dresslug." Km went down to tho chicken bouse, whero the bolltnry hen. KlUa. hud l wandered disconsolately about. it will hcem llku killing u friend to harm Ellzn," thought Km. "Wliere Is tho critter anyway? She's laid her egg this morning, nud-oh, Kllza!" Kin's surprise and grief wcro Justl lied by the sight of poor Kllza'a dead body within the nest. Kllzu hud died at her post of duty. After Km Tatem had given Eliza's corpse decent burial hho hurried into tho house and prepared a poached egg aud a cup of tea for her mother's din ner, After tho meal Mrs. Tatem dozed off into her afternoon nap. Em locked tho doors aud wont up tho sleep hill back of tho bouse, nnd entered tho littlo grovo of locust trees that separated her property from Dea con Pepper's farm. Sho upproached tho boundary feuco and looked over Into the deacon's lot. Hero had wau dored Deacon Pcppcr'H lino dock of turkeys. All hud been sold save two. the giant of the Hock nnd n small hen turkey which no one wanted. Of courso tho deacon would kill tho gob bler for his own table. Although bo was a bachelor, ho often entertained i ills many friends and relatives. 'I've got to look out for ma, nnd they can't want that little hen-nnd I hope I'll bo forgiven, but 1 can't let mn die!" with theso mingled prayers nnd ex cuses Em, drew from her pocket a handful of corn and tossed It toward tho turkeys. They camo running toward her, tho gobbler greedily pushing his small com panion out of the way. Em threw an other handful and another, gradually luring tho birds toward tho fence. On her sldo hIio had spread nu old fish net on tho ground. Hut, to her dismay. It was tho bronzo gobbler which camo to Iter net. Tho little lion wearied of tho uueMiinl chase for grains of corn nnd wandered off, Presently Em Tatem was mntlllng tho . "1 GET THAT SUIT J. V. K0SKI TA1LOU FOIt MUX AND WOMH.V 78 Market Avenue violently protesting volco of tho gob-cr8 blcr with her knitted Jnclsot while she i dumped him, his feet still entangled In , tho net, Into nn empty sack, It was Thanksgiving morning. In the darkest corner of tho Tatem cellar was a heap of bionze turkey feathers. t'p on the hillside wns an acrid smell I of smoke from tho bonllre where Km J Tatem had cremated other evidences of her crime. A delicious smell of roasted turkey i pervaded the Tatem house. Km moved u little round table to her mother's bedside and spreadin snowy linen cloth. There were a glass of grape Jelly, some light biscuits, a dish of boiled rice, a pot of fragrant tea uiul the turkey. "Km Tatem." gasped her mother nsi Km, pale and smiling, sat down nt ta-i bio. "where did you ever set tbn'utur key?" "Never mind," evaded Km mysteri ously. "All you'vo got to do. ma,1 is to enjoy It." "You're not eating a mite, Km," pro tested Mrs. Tatem after awhile. "That turkey's belter than the ono your pa bought from old Ueneon Pepper for our silver wedding anniversary. That was a delicious turkey. Old Deacon Pepper always did have line turkeys. When Sadie Denton was hero yester day she told mo tlint young Deacon Pepper has raised and sold a lino tloek. They said ho made $70 clear oft the wiiolo lot." "Yes,'' murmured Km. "I never hear you speak of Ned Pop per, Km." "No, ma." Wlra. Tatem looked shrewdly nt her daughter. It was something of n shod: to her to discover that Km looked sick. "Like enough slio's worked herself to death sowing for Mrs. Meek, so's sho could buy the turkey," sho (old her-' self remorsefully. ' "There. Km." sho said cheerfully, ' "that's the best Thanksgiving dinner I ever ate In my life!" YVhllo Iter mother wns taking her aft er dinner nap Km cleared away the dinner dishes nml afterward went up the hill to tho locust grove. Sho wns heartsick and weary.uud sho throw her-, self down on tho dead leaves aud, put ting her hands to Iter face, sobbed softly. From the Pepper homestead camo strains of music. Thcro was the sound of laughter aud presently a man's voice "I want to toll you omthlno, Dwn Pepper." Lonir venrs I I singing "Annie Laurie.' ag(j young Deacon Pepper-Ned Pepper , -had sung thut song to Em Tatem. but sliu had been shy and cold, aud some-, how Ned had felt rebuffed nnd drifted uway to singe his wings at other llamas. j "I wonder what he would say If bo , know 1 wns n thief, and I've got to tell him," whispered Km to herself. A step sounded on the frozen ground and it big bronzed man with troubled gray eyes leaned over tho fence nnd looked down at poor Em Tatem. "Km" ho veutured ufter nwhlle. Km Jumped up, her blue eyes drown-1 ed In tears. "Ned-Ned Pepper! ' sho cried hi n frlghteiied tone. Then, sud denly recovering herself, she said In a frozen voice: "I want to tell you something. Den con Pepper no no please don't In terrupt me. You missed your. big tup key. didn't you?" He nodded. "It disappeared." "You don't know where It went!" she declared tragically. "Oh, but 1 did. Era," ho corrected her. "I stole It, and 1 camo up hero to confess to you" "You needn't say a word unless you wont to, Em," ho Interrupted jqulckiy. "I happened to be up repairing the arm on tho windmill, aud I hud my field- glafcsert ulung. I always like to glimpse i i n 4MMiM Win! Wi ;., r i um n minium the distant view wueu I m up ou me Weinberg h mil or iiiro or w !:. ( iuhi,i..hj, ." y - -,rr-tovver, and I happened to bo ,ooklug annual banquet to tho good Jlvers of Mrs. nianehe Colo Ilosedulo In New, through tho gluhsca when-wheu the the New York exchanges was land York K;onlng Sup. ,(I, . turkeys-went up Io you-wmd tho gob bier didn't come buck ngiiln: so I knew that you had It, Km. nnd I guessed you needed It badly: so the Instant you took him 1 made you a present of him; ao he wns yours after all!" Km poured out the story of tho de layed dividends and of their pinching poverty and how she had .stoleu tho turkey for her mother. "1 couldn't toiHh n morsel of It." she shuddered. Ned listened aud offered to write to t, jj,,8 ,mimny concerning her moth MAIISHFIKLD stock. Ho vus n director In the L)onnhlslllo bunlt, nml Ids immo would give weight to tlio Inquiry. "You arc too good to me," faltered Km, looking very pretty and animated with tho pink In her thlu cheeks. "I couldn't be too good to you. Km my." he said soberly, his eyes ilxcd on the distant horkton. "If I'd had my way years ago all that I had would be yours. 1 wish you laid cared enough." "Ned," she protested In u frightened tone, "1 did care always. I thought you didn't." Ned's eyes flashed dangerously. "Then-he-lledl" ho growled. And at the wonderment In her oyes ho, add ed, "Some one who Is dead now told me that you couldn't care for me, aud I fool believed!" There was a. long silence, Ned star ed straight ahead. Kin's careworn face had lost its anxious lines. "Kin." ho pleaded. "It Isu't too late now.. Is It?" ,. "iVa never to late to be happy I" she whispered softly. Mrx. Tatem Is never tired of telling that tho big bronze turkey wns Deacon Pepper's engagement present to Km my. Aud Kmmy nml her husband al ways exchaugo understanding smiles. COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCOOOOOOOO Pilgrims D Not Like The Turkey I X spite of tho stnlonienta of popu lar historians roasted turkey with glblet gravy and with cranberry or apple sauce was a very popu lar Sunday and holiday dish In many places many years before turkey be came standardized ns tho central dish of tho Thanksgiving day dinner iu Plymouth colony and nmong tho Purl tans and their descendants settled nloK noaton bay nnd tho north shore Massachusetts. Tho story that turkoy was tho main stay of tho Thanksgiving day dinner of the early colonists of Now Knglaud seems to lmvo como from tho pen of a visiting Kugllshmau at Plymouth, who described Ids travels In n book publish ed In London Just after tho great (Ire. He also told the absurd story of tho starving condition of tho pilgrims and , of their being reduced nt ono tlniQ to a dinner of thrco grains of corn. Tho fact wnu that none of tho early or late colonists could have starved at Plym outh or elsewhere nlong tho north or the south shore, as the sea teemed with tlsh aud ahollush and tho woods were ullvo with game. As late as thir ty years ago llrnnf. Itock nnd Marsh Held, near Plymouth, lass., woni .re sorted to by hundreds of hunters of wild birds, and to this hour deer nnd, , wild bird shoolltig Is good In Plymouth i county. ... What tho pilgrims nnd tho Puritans craved In tho early years of their settlements were roast beef and mut- , tan, pprk. whentcu, oaten. and barley bread, venison nasties made from tho i red deer rito'ck, natlvo-'t6 '"firikldn'df Jams uud Jollies from English fruits i preserved with browu sugar from tho , orient nnd KuglLih mend, ales and Hoi laud spirits. Most of them disliked Indian com In all forms of products for human consumption, aud they dis liked oysters, clams, lobsters, mussels, scallops, turkeys and uatlvo vonlson. It was only when marriages of the early Kngllsh settlers and tlioir de scendants In Now Knglaud with In- (Hun brought about many persons of mixed blood that tho Kngllsh preju dices against certain untlvo American food products passed nwny. To this day Kngllsh travelers Had some of our foods Which we cousldor delicious stningo to their palates. Matthew Ar nold, traveling In America, was asked to taste grlddlecukes. "Try them, my dear." ho said to his wife: "they're not nearly so nasty as they look!" As- lately .as llfty years ago many families In New England of undoubted dcticuut from tho pilgrims ami Purl tans regarded rousted or baked turkoy us on radian dish nnd would lmvo nqno of It at any time, preferring for TUnnksglving day dinner roast beef, n saddle of mutton, pork sparcrlbs, roast 17Kis.n with nnnlo milieu or farm raised ducks with barberry sauce. Tho wild turkey wns saved from extinction iu Now Knglnud only because tho farm ers noticed that thoso birds and tho partridges served well In ridding tho farm hinds of Insects aud weeds. .Ever E,3t "Spread Eol" Tuikeyt .'Spread cugle," a young turkey, split aud broiled over u hot wood flro and served with u sauce of chopped oysters, .rnin. wild celery and apples mixed u-iiii .iii brmidv nnd Madeira wine, n dish popular among clubmen audurmy told him of all the kind people who try and navy olllccrs. was llrst brought out ( to help the "left out ones" on Thanlw by a shipping merchant of New York giving day. and Littlo Hoy. whllo they from llfty to seventy years ago Jerry i picked raisins and cleaned currants uv.iniu.ri.'. n was tho Inventor of and ninde cooky men. planned ono ot lobster a la Weinberg, which became aftorward known as lobster a la New- burg-why Nywburg nobody ever Know, crabs aud mangoes from nam, -spreau cngles." mallard ducks, candled yams, Virginia corn pones, South Curolluu iKiiled rice, npplo pic, white brandy, Now .lort.ey peach brandy, claret, champagne uud coffee from Aden, Ara bia. Thanksgiving Thoughte. Gratitude Is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul, and tho heart of man knoweth uono more fragrant. nosun Hullou. Let neither night nor day unhallowed pass, but still remember what the Lord hath done. Shakespeare, "Twelfth Night." Have your 'USVtKll heads, bill heads, etc., printed at TUG! TIMES office. SEVEN ..i. ' One Little Boy's Thanksgiving f i" CEItTAIN Littlo Hoy who Uvea In a family where children and holidays and dogs nro nil lmpprtnut factors In everyday life was talking about the next noil- day. Tho Little ltoy has n trnlt com- men to childhood of living largely In anticipation and very tittle. In nmmory. On the morning of Dec. 2(1 ho awakes uufntlgucd and alert, not to discuss yesterday's triumphs nor tho whole sale unwise generosity of uncles and aunts. No, Indeed! He beglus his list for next Christmas. This Little lloy had flulshcd a glori ous period of Halloween preparations. There was imthlug he had not cut and painted nml planned that the ralnd I of n uve-yenr-old child could concolvo ' of. Ho hnd had a glorious month of l antUlpntlon. mid It had been crowned by a satisfactory Halloween rovel, but I memory was to him only an Incentive I to further pursuit of Joy,- not n state ' wherein to rest tiwhllo. I "Wlmi'M the next holldny, mamma?" asked Little lloy. "Thanksgiving, dear," answered j mamma rather absently. Memory Un I gem with mamma, as thcro Is debris HOMK VOUHtmniia NOT "1.817 OOT" GW1 THANKSaiVINa (aCliNH, AT I'UBUQjDIM. .NIUI). H " ' i. ' ' onodgh. to keqp any feast In her mind for.n dhy or so. '!Ob,t goodie! How soon la It?" 'JAbou,! thrco weeks." . .' t.. - i amtT "Oh, that's a long timet What shall wu'clo'fd go't icauy?'1 . ?'Why,tw,e!H,jiHa)e.'pte;t84tC09hlMiy.'c;lHWM "What clso?" "Plum pudding nnd Ico cream." "And go on, mnminn, please." "Nut and rn lulus uud crnubcrrles." "Uut-b'it. mamma, do you mean that Thanksgiving Is Just nothing but eating?" enmo tho honillcd rejoinder. Isn't It too bad that this holiday that meant so much to our forefathers al most 300 years ago Is now almost "Just nothing but eating?" Whnt could the mother do? .She cast around In her inlud-n mother's mind is really more resourceful than tho mind of a more being who Is not a mother for something with which to glorify Thnnksglvlug to her child. Of courso hu Dually dug up tho story of the sufferings and triumphs of the pilgrims. She didn't Just read It out of it book to Little Hoy. Sho word painted .thut forest upd the little log houses, the pilgrim nlnlds nnd men aud tho few imvor, sober, hardworking little children, the great bronzed In dians pud Hie sunlight that glinted, through tho forest uud through the hearts of these plouooi' folk' when they realized that God had so prospered, tholr hard, hard worlctlmt there was food enough to Inst them during the ' coming winter. ! Wheu tint mother pictured thoMc barns aud tho rudo bins nnd cells, all full of grain, Littlo Hoy hold. "Oh. I'm so glad!" "So were they, son, nnd so they set aside a day for their children's chil dren forever to thank God for nil the good things that grow." is there enough for everybody?" asked Little lloy. Hu then inotlier told him that, al though thcro Is enough for everybody. still everybody doesn'tgot enouglu She j nverytldng for themselves nnd ono for i tho "loft out ones." , Thus Llttl" Hoy. found something la Firt Man to Brown a Turkey. Tho browning of roasted turkeys to a uniform color throughout aud the partial stalling of tho birds wlt'i truf fles and an oyster nnd. chestnut atutllus mixed with rare Madeira wluo were in vented by DomluU'k Lynch, n beau, of tho early decades of the last century. That stultlng was first served at a baa quot given by him to Miss Kelly, a sUter of Moznrt'H famous tenor, who camo to this couutry to sing for th benefit of tho Greeks, then rislas against Turkey. Lynch always gave turkey dluuur to tho celebrities of Eu ropean .opera and the, drama who vid Ited New York. Many of thui M pressed their amazement nt tin quaMtyr of tlie v lauds lu u new owulry. t io '1 A i(i il J Mi r (UTl H Qlr Of.-Hl bU itovtl I (I tudl luru voV". Iliad on C IA ti, flitH - tiilT ft (X our m I l!!r1r iob l'r,ntliig clone nt The) -r wttz "??SI' lUiw&$uwr ri '-