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About Jacksonville post. (Jacksonville, Or.) 1906-19?? | View Entire Issue (June 6, 1908)
LOSS OF THE TORPEDO-DESTROYFR TIGER AND THIRTY-SIX LIVES. Jacksonville Post Jacksonville Real Estate Co. C, Dealers in the very choicest and cheapest fruit, farm and timber and good stock ranches. Call on or write Published every Saturday by the Post j Publishing Co. J. B. BARNES, Editor. Admitted as second class matter at Jacksonville, Oregon. SUBSCRIPTION One year, by mail........................... $1.50 ADOLPH SCHULZ, - Manager Oregon Jacksonville The Criterion Saloon DUNNINGTON & DENEFF, Proprietors Oregon Jacksonville OFFICIAL PAPER OF THE CITY OF JACKSONVILLE, OREGON RATES FOR ADVERTISING One inch, one column, per month $ .50 One inch up to 15 inches per month per inch.......................................... 50' Over 15 inches and up to 20inches. .45 20 inches and up to 50 inches............. 40 50 inches and up................................... 35 The space can be used in one, two, three, four, five or six columns wide. Copy should be in as early as possible. 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We solicit your business upon the basis of sound and progressive banking, liberal and courteous treatment. < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < < J < < 4 THE COLLISION BETWEEN THE TIGER AND THE CRUISER BEH WICK. 1’he illustration uvpicis lue u-rrio»«* u naval disaster which recently «wvurred off the Isle of Wight. During some night operations. «•urrieil on without lights, off the south coast of the island, tin* destroyer Tiger ran across the bows of the armored cruiser Berwick. Both vessels were going at full sliced, . nd the destroyer was cut in two between the second and third funnels. The forepart, on which the commander and most of the deck hands were station«*«!. tilted perpendicularly and went c.own wan ad hanus. I lie *i.c.i .u the stern pan promptly ordered up from below, were able to throw themselves clear of the rest of tin* vessel, am! some kept afloat on oars, spars, ami wreckage; hut nearly every man saved belonged to the engine room staff. The Ber wick and Gladiator sent boats to the rescue, with the result that twenty-two persons were saved. At the mo ment of the collision a great sheet of flame shot up from the furnaces. board, talking rapidly and vivaciously fall into your hands, that the head all the while. strong course you pursued in leaving “This Is my sanctum. I’m left here home after our quarrel has darkened undisturbed. I am hungry. Traveling tin* closing hours of my life. Some day makes 5011 so, doesn’t it? Will you join yon will learn that it is the privilege mo in a little snack? Six o’clock In the of the old to remonstrate with the morning Is a funny time for a meal, .voting and the duty of the young to hut 1 believe in eating when you are listen in patience to admonishment. Hot with resentful retrospect. Tom hungry There, now. You lake the | The warehouse ami the business I Sardon leaned heavily upon the parapet head of the table, as befits you. Come j liav«* left to you. Your brother holds of the bridge. All around the silent a toast I You won’t refuse that, will it in trust till v < ii return. lie will be streets, the absence of life, the dark you? To my wife!” a good steward, for he is upright and ness, accentuated more thau illumined He held out his glass toward the por generous, and lias such an affection for Dy the even-spaced gas lamps, seemed to trait of a lady which stood in the cen you that I trust von will return It in convey the idea of a deserted city—as ter of the mantelpiece. With fierce eyes some measure*. May the peatv that if man, awed by the devastation he had Tom look«*«! at the picture of a gentle well doing brings he yours. Accept my wrought on fair Nature’s face, had fled lady sitting enthroned as a happy moth blessing. But. oil! my lad. why did from his grim handiwork. Like virgin er, with her two children, one standing you ever leave your well-meaning but souls engulfed in a mire of sin. the by her side, the other nestling in her blundering fa 1 her? snowflakes fell silently and vanished in arms. Thomas Harden.” the grlmy-looklng water that flowed sul “That your wife!" sahl Tom. Amaze “Good news, old man?” lenly underneath the bridge. ment was followed by a quick gleam “Yes. too «rood for me. I'll not lot I “I beg your pardon.” of hope. “You told me that you mar you read the letter. Li. Il is too sac The lurch of a heavy body against ried Miss Arley’,’’ red But I am off again, Li. I’ll write the brooding man brought him back “So I did,’’ Lionel’s eyes twinkled. this time to tell you how 1 get on.” I sharply to the present. A belated trav “A health! To my wife!” “Not without your breakfast, my son. eler. the sound of his footsteps dead “Your wife!” ami wonder I ngly Tom My wife will lx* down soon, and she ened by the mantle of snow which by drank the toast. Lionel kept his broth will I m » (lis'ppnlnted if you go away :his time had turned sidewalk and road- er served with the simple meal, and without seeing her. 1 told her the good ¡vay into one level highway, had slipped under the intluence of his surroundings news of your arrival.” >n a snow-tipped heel and fallen against and the badly needed food, Tom seemed "Well, all right. But after break« the loiterer on the bridge. The latter, to forget everything else but to satisfy fast I must say good bye.” so brusquely aroused to time and place, the craving of his hunger. I “Berhaps.” said Lionel. started at the sound of the other man’s Lionel went to a desk, unlocked it and He led his brother upstairs ami. with voice, and peered, with set eyes, Into took out a square, him* envolpe, sealed rare tact, left him after giving him the his face. The recognition was mutual. and addressed in a firm, clerky band. key of the ancient oak clothes «'best ¿‘Lionel!” where their mother had kept their stock “Tom !” of household linen, their little baby The tones of their voices differed; shoos, and other trifles of fond remem nne was of glad amazement, the other brance. 'I’on 1 unlocked I he « host and offtdtter Intensity. with trembling hands drew out *tb® | “My dear lad, who’d have thought of clothes that In* hid left behind in his meeting you here?” hurried depart tire from his home some Lionel held out his hand, but the years before. Thon, after tubbing, ho I proffered mark of friendship was un dressed himself and waited. heeded. With body erect and taut, in The gong sounded. Lionel appear«*«! I a voice which a blend of bitterness and ami 1< h 1 the way downstairs to the 'anxiety made to tremble, Tom asked: breakfast room. A pleasant fne<»d lady “Did you marry Miss Arley?” there was intrv>dm*ed as Lionel's wife. “Yes,” returned the other. Willi womanly inf nil ion she greeted “Then I wish you much happiness!” him as if lie were an old acquaint snapped out the angry Tom, ami. turn ance. and busied herself attending to ing on his heel, strode off, not noticing, the want of a little boy and girl who in his hot mood, that he was going in were clamoring lor "Aunt Bessie.” [the direction which Lionel had been Tom winced at the mime. pursuing. “D > you fake tea or coffee?” asked For a few moments the latter stood Ids hostess; hut sin* revived no reply. looking at his brother’s retreating fig Her brot'her in law bad half risen from ure, then witli a smile of comprehen his chair, liis eyes rivet«*«! on a lady sion he hurried after the wanderer. who sioo«l in tin* d«M>rway, her hands “Come along home with me, Tom. to “My Son Thomas.” I landing It to pro^Msl to her breast, her lissom, gray- Ix*t us have a talk about old times.” <la<! figure outlim*d against flu* <l<M»r's “Do you imagine 1 have any desire 1 'rom, he said : “Now, I’ll leave you for a minute or dark background. an«l swaying witli ro discuss the past? My father drove me from Ills presence with a bitter two while you read your epistle. I agitation. I’or a moment a d«*:id sl- I lern-e fell on th«* ro«)m. 'I lien, with a taunt. You married the one girl------ ” sha’n’t lx* long away.” Softly closing the door, he crept up [ glad cry, Tom broke the s|>ell of as- I “Come now, old fellow, look here; let as deal plainly with each other as man stairs, chuckling to himself at every onishiii«*nt which enfolded him, and : m * up in his place. to man. Nay, you shall hear me. Where step. “Bessie!” ~ ’ are you going to? What are you doing “What a lark! Poor old Tom!” Tom waited till Ills brother had closed now? Down on your luck, eh?’’ “Tom!” 11<* st rod«» up to her. “What is that to you? I want no the door, and then ripped open tin* <*n “Yon walt«*«l for me, then—through sympathy, not even justice, from any vol ope and took out the letter: □f my own kin.’’ “My Son You ami I partial in anger. all these years?” He staggered and, but for his broth You have gone away, I know not when*, “Y«»s, Tom. I would have walf<*d for* cr’s upholding arm, would have fallen. leaving your father and your brother over.” The simple words went home He “Steady, old cha|, we’re nearly home. without a good-bye. You have not writ You’ve been running yourself too fine. ten, and now in my last days I find dr«*w her to Idin, till 1 st head sank Here we are!” myself cut off from communication with ujM>n his lireast. Brokenly he murmur By this time they had reached n my eldest son. But before 1 die I wish ed : house which stood, an oasis of home to set down some particulars of which “This Is too much hajiplnous. I nm life, amidst the desert of warehouses, I feel you an* ignorant. Jacob Arley was not deserving.” printing offices, and the like. The pon my enemy. The only crime he could Lionel, who was almost choking him- derous, polished knocker, the wide over accuse me of was that I married wlf In his efforts to «vnitiniio his break* «tops, the arched fanlight over the door, your mother the girl ho professed to fast, nt last orb'd out: the solid aspect of the building, told love, hut who did not love him. Three “(’<nne «long, you two! Breakfast of a time when merchants were con times in* tried to ruin me in business, Is getting cold.”- Ixmdon Tit-Bits. tent to live anilfist the scenes of their but failed. When you told me that you labors. With his left hand Lionel un loved his daughter ami wlshe<l to Sllfchfiy Different. locked the door and then supported and marry her, I forbade you,on pain of my “Miss Gabble seems like n pleasant helped Toni tip the steps into the hall displeasure, to think of such a thing. p«*rs<»n to talk to.” and caused him to sit in a chair. Quiet When you persisted you were always “Indeed? She doesn’t seem to think ly refastening the front door, he turned stublH>rn- I threatened you with loss «01 ’ Into a small room ou a level with the of my favor and esteem, and to dis “Why, how do you mean?” hall. After lighting the gas he poked sunde you for I loved you, my son I “She «penis to think she’s n pleasant the Are, which had been left burning Informed you that your brother Lionel jierson to listen to” rhliade'phla for him, into a blaze, placed a small had a claim u[sm Miss Arley’s affec Breas. kettle on the fire, and returned to Tom, tions. So he had, but not upon tin* Driven to It. who sat, white and tired, looking at Miss Arley whom you and 1 quarreled “Drinking is a matter of habit with the portrait of a gentle-faced lady hung about. The woman your brother loved opposite to hl in. and has just married Is Miss Arley’s him, is it not?” “Exactly; he goes on a tear every “Now,- we’re right,' Raid Lionel. cousin, and ts>re the same name. I ask “Come In here, Tom.” you to let the traitorous designs of your time his wife buys a new hat.”—Hous He helped his brother to n cosy arm father’s enemey be the excuse for my ton Boat. rhalr near the fire and biinlol t.l nwlf deception. I have since repented of It. Grass widows nre never an green af with wetting out some bread ano coM Before I go to Join your mother I wish meat, which was ready cut, from a cup you to know, should this letter ever they pretend to be. Through the Night
