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THE SANDY POST
THURSDAY, JULY 21, 1955
^¿ANDY (pOST
7C arid
A H igher Cure
Entered In the Post Office at Sandy as Second Class matter
under the Act of Congress Of March 3, 1878.
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Service men anywhere
“ Nature often cures fractures
and sets broken bones better than
the greatest surgeon,” reads a
report from the national meeting
of 5,000 fam ily doctors in Los
Angeles . . .
Dr. Harold E. Crowe, chairman
of the surgical committee at Los
Angeles Orthopaedic Hospital,
pointed out that an injured and
shortened leg often grows an
inch or so faster and accommo-
dates its length to that of the
normal leg in a short time.
Noteworthy also is this re-
$3.00
A Bit of Poetry J Which Means Som ething i
Every business has its rules which never seem to make
much sense to anybody but the people who make them.
The newapaper business is no exception,
One of the rules which we claim with little justifi-
for pride has to do with the publication of poetry. We
almost never print poetry in the newspaper and we can't
exactly tell you why unless the rule originated back in
the days when a newspaper was a place where only news
and editorial matter ran in a newspaper—and the editor
was a very serious and dignified indivdual who had no
time for anything but the affairs of state and politics.
Last week we were a little happy that rules— even the
rules of newspapers—were made to be broken.
A mild-mannered little man strolled into the office.
He pushed a weather-battered old hat back and a full
shock of grey hair pushed itself down over his forehead
as he grinned a little sadly.
He shoved a battered clipping out of a yellowed news
paper across the counter..
"Can you make a copy of this?" he asked quietly. "I
want to frame it."
"Sure we can print it," we answered confidentially.
How many copies do you want?"
"One. i just want the one because I want tg frame it."
"But Mister it costs us— and we would have to charge
you-just about as much for one as it does for a hundred
of them. Now why don't you get at least 25 of them?"
He grinned again at me and said, "Ot> it's just a sent
imental little thing and it wouldn't make much sense
to anybody else. You see my wife died a few weeks ago
and I was rummaging around and I happened to look in
the Bible she read every night and I found this clipping."
His eyes misted over for just a second and he turned
his back to me and pulled out his handkerchief. Then
he continued, "just kind of made me think she under
stood me more than I deserved to be understood by her.
See, it's just a sentimental little thing which means
somet1 iq only to me. That's why I only want one copy."
He
his one copy and he paid for it. But we can't a-
gree that the bit of poetry meant something only to
him. What do you think?
TO MY HUSBAND
To know that you are there, that is enough;
Though seldom you may speak; your voice be gruff;
Although you barely answer, "Yes," or "N o ,"
And stay at home when I would like to go,
I know that you are tired, not in a huff.
I've learned how kind a heart 'neath that rough
Exterior lies, in spite of manners blyff;
So through my aging pulse it sends a glow
To know you are there; and so
I grip your hand beneath its toil-worn cuff.
Your nature heeds not every fitfu l puff
Of idle breeze, is proof against rebuff;
And steadfast as the granite rock whose foe,
The biting tide, gnaws ever to and fro.
What joy to know you are made of sterner stuff!
—H A P , Ohio
Jam ie And A Two-Bit Pair < >f Shoes
Talking about super salesman, we heard the shoe-shine
boy, Jamie Noehren, giving his pitch the other day.
W ith a big smile he approached one of the customers
in the barber shop where he shines shoes.
"How about a shine, Sir?" We'll just make those old
shoes of your's look like new. Only cost you two-bits, too,
Sir."
"No, Son," the customer said. "These old Shoes are
just not worth the two-bits for the shine Then he went
back to reading his newspaper.
"I beg your pardon, Sir," Jamie said "I think those
shoes are worth two bits Look, I'll buy them from you
Here's a quarter."
The customer lowered his paper, locked startled for a
moment and then with a sigh, climbed Tip
Jamie's
shoe-shine stand
Soap And The Perfum e Tester
7Vee6 ..
ported statement of his: ‘God
cures fractures, Orthopaedists
who know this often can elimi-
nate surgery and reduce the
risk.”
Man is a relatively fra il crea-
jure who would never have sur-
vj ved the ¡ong eras o{ ignorance
,
. ...
.. .
and Pnnutlve living without na-
ture's ability to repair injuries
and restore health. The greatest
physicians of our day rely on
this God-directed spirit w ithin us.
—Hollywood (Calif.) Citizen-News
One Man's Passport
SANDY— Among the countless items of his
toric memorabilia gathered by Adolf Asch
off, early day pioneer of the Mt. Hood area,
and acquired by Percy Shelley, Sandy pio
neer, when he acquired the Aschoff property
at Marmot some years ago, are an old buf
falo gun and a silver certificate won by Asch
off with his collection of mounted birds and
animals at the Lewis and Clark Exposition in
Portland in 1905.
Aschoff, who began work with the forest
service 52 years ago, and who was reported
io have been the first acting supervisor west
of the Cascades, first lived in Kansas for
several years before coming to Oregon and
the Mt. Hood area. It was in Kansas that he
obtained the .50 calibre Spencer buffalo rifle
which was manufactured in 1860. To load
the rifle it took an ounce of lead and 70
grains of black powder.
Five weather-stained notches are still vis
able on the rifle stock. Aschoff, with eyes
twinkling, one day told Shelley that war-like
By dint of two and a half years Rover put a wholly unwarranted
of effort and some help from the gloss on the situation whpn they
federal courts, Otto Nathan has asserted that the long delay in
now succeeded in getting a pass- issuing Dr. Nathan a passport
port to go to Europe. The State * as due
a *?U,u,t ° n
Pa*
__
.
. . . . .
. t o utilize the State Department s
Depar ment having intimated hearing and appeals machinery,
darkly that he was a dangerous Dr. Nathan never received any-
fellow who could not safely be thing resembling a hearing; he
allowed abroad, »-addenly chang- was accorded no more than a con
ed its mind and decided to let ference with an official of the
him go. The plain reason was passport- office. This gave him
that the Court of Appeals on nothing—no record, no reasons,
Thursday told the department to no report—on which he could
give Dr. Nathan a passport or have bassed an appeal. I t was
a quasi-judicial hearing forth- an instance of the worst sort of
w ith —and to come before the executive arbitrariness. In a way,
court w ith a clear statement of it is a pity that the department
reasons if, after the hearing, it did not appeal from the court’s
determined to deny the passport, ruling. The need was not so
Evidently the State Department much fo r the issuance of a pass-
came lo the conclusion that Its port to Dr. Nathan as fo r a
reasons would not stand judicial thorough overhauling of the de
scrutiny.
partment’s passport practices and
The Secretary o f State and procedures. — Washington Post
United States Attorney Leo A. and Times Herald
Indians accounted for two of the notches. He
always said he preferred not to tell under
what circumstances the other three notches
found their niche in the stock.
During his later years at Marmot, before
his death 25 years ago. Aschoff built a log
house next to his store and post office at
Marmot where his collection of mounted
birds and animals was housed. The old
building still stands today, but Shelley has
loaned the famed collection to an east side
restaurant in Portland for decorative pur
poses.
Aschoff was a personal friend of Gifford
Pinchot, noted conservationist of the Teddy
Roosevelt era, and on several of his trips
through the west Pinchot visited the famed
mountaineer at his heme in Marmot.
Welcome To Any
Missouri
Postmaster John Metsger is inspecting
J
the silver certificate award won by Aschoff
at the Lewis and Clark exposition. Holding
The Missouri Highway De- offer the visitor five or six kinds
the scroll are Bill Perkins, left, of the Sandy partment is posting big gold, of Missouri. There is L ittle Dix-
Post news staff, and Percy Shelley.
blue and white signs on high- ie in the center with its soft
Scanty
the noon meal and a stuffy
sermon in church on their front
porches. H alf of the town was
strolling up and down the main
street and the other half was
sitting on their porches watching
them go by.
1 don’t think very many people
heard it at firs t, but away down at
the other end of Main street an
ominous roar cut the sleepy air.
Slowly, as the noise grew louder
and closer, more and more peop-
Back in the days when bank turned and looked.
ers weren’t supposed to look or
What they saw caused them
act like human beings, it was to open their mouths in utter
quite common for the president astonishment.
of the local exchange house to
For there astride a careening
not only drive the biggest car motorcycle was J. Thaddeus. Of
in town, but to also display his course, that wasn’t the only thing
wealth in any other way he that bothered the good people
could.
,
of Hope, although goodness
The theory was, I think, that knows, that would have been
the town banker was not only aplenty.
supposed to be a pillar of the
What really bothered them
community, but he was also sup was that their banker didn’t
posed to be someone whom the even look like a banker.
townspeople could point to with
He was dressed in a pair of
pride and awe.
fu ll bloomed knickerbockers, a
Then if a man had a visitor turtle-necked sweater and a golf
from out of town he could take ing cap turned backwards.
the visitor in tow, squire him to
It was a ride that any dare
the town cemetery, drive him up devil would have been proud of
and down the main drag a coun- J. Thaddeus swerved just in time
le of times just to get him in the to miss a broadside collision
mood for greater things and then with fat Mrs. Jacob Schmitz, hit !
he could be taken up on the lone the curb on the south side of I
ly hill where the banker held out the street in front of the court-I
on evenings and holidays and say house, plowed through the soft
with justifiable pride. “That’s est part of the municipal flower
the home of So-andSo. He’s the garden and then bumped back
president of the Pine Cornets over the curb toward the Hope
Farmers and Miners Bank. And funeral home.
a fine man he is, too. He’s
In front of the Hope Funeral
R IC H !”
home was an awesome display
Then if a person wene real of statues and tombstones.
bold you could add matter-of
The banker managed to skirt
factly say, ‘ Banker Soand-So’s around a group statue which
a very good friend of mine.”
consisted of a score of angels
That was bound to impress any and a cross or two,but he sent
visitor.
a beautiful, white pillar about !
J. Thaddeus MacGruber was twelve feet high toddering into
a banker in the community of a whole mess of tombstones and 1
Hope, but almost nobody in the the tinkle of smashed marble
town w ill admit it these days. didn't stop until he had smashed I
Not since that fateful day be through two hedges and was
fore the depression when J. Thad back on Main street and headed
deus lost his dignity and there directly for the glass front of
for part of his reason for exist Jones’ jewelry store.
ence in the community of Hope.
That is where the wild and
As was common among bank now famous ride of J. Thaddeus
ers those days. J. Thaddeus was MacGruber ended among the |
the only man in town who wore gold watches and pearl necklaces j
a VanDyke beard Not ony that in the window of the town's I
but he constantly dressed in a leading jewelry emporium.
morning coat and a high s tiff
He sat there In the midst of
collar. He almost never spoke the wreckage for a moment as
to anybody on the streets most the curious gathered on the side
ly because he was never seen on walk. Then he calmly reached
the streets, unless he was in the down, brushed the glass and the
rear of his big Essex and on his broken pearls from the front of
way to the bank, or on his wav I his knickerbockers, stepped care
nnnw
/nil»»
r.
home frtfm th«>
the k-mu
bank.
fully out of the window
and |
I'm sure, personally that old ’ trolled leisurely and with con-
J 1 baddeus had a good reason siderable dignity down the street
for doing what he did. but he and into the bank.
was somewhat caught In his own
Nobixiy said anything. In a few
dignity.
minutes, the big. black Essex
Herb Coffin and Edna Peterson think they have the
perfect answer to the shoppers who like to prod merchan
dise.
A bosomy looking matron rolled into Economy Drug
last week and pulled up next to the perfume counter
"Do you have Chanel No. 5?" she said as she picked
up one of the sample bottles sitting on the display case
" I wear nothing but the most expensive " She then squirt
ed a waft of the stuff out of the bottle in her hair and on
the front of her dress.
"No, I'm sorry, I don't," Edna said
The matron grabbed another bottle "W e ll1 Then do
you have Black Narcissus. That's second best and I might
buy some of it." Again she squirted some out of the
sample bottle on the front of her dress
She reached for another bottle sitting on the display
case It was a bottle of glass cleaner which Edna had
been using before the perfume tester came into the store
"How about Coty's Meteor’ I tried some of it and
In e th e r w ot,is n et only was
liked it, although it's not like Chanel She squirted the
’ u ii.s-,.,,n in ;; f.
, b an k e r
act like a human, but if he did
window cleaner on the front of her dress and behind her
hapjx*n to do what was perfectly
ears "This is common, but it's fragrant What do you
normal for other jieople to do,
call it and how much is it?
It was considerable beneath the
Edna bristler a little "I thought," she said, "you might
J banker to explain
the situation.
like that' It's soap and it's 19 cents a bottle "
At any rate, to shorten up a
The matron looked startled, thoughtfully turned the
rather long story, one hot Sun
bottle over in her hand, set it down and firmly marched
day afternoon most of the good
out of the store
people of Hope were digesting
pu. .-»t up n - . , nt ()f (he bank i
‘no J. D: .dd.-us m arch ed o ut of
th'’ bank and the Essex drove off
Monday morning the Hop •
County Gazette carried several
eve Witness accounts of the rid-
and Monday afternoon, the board
of directors of the Hope Countv
Farmers bank held an emergen
cy meeting.
I don't think very many peop-i
le ever actually knew what wen:
on at that meeting, but almost
everybody in town agreed that
it must have been a humdinger.
Because the next day J. Thad
deus was observed taking the
5:15 out of Hope.
And like I said, not too many
people mention the name of J.
Thaddeus MacGruber around the
town of Hope, these days.
ways entering the state. W ith speech and hickoried hams, the
an outline map of the state, these southern Ozark highlands o f
signs say, “ Welcome.”
• white oaks and old customs, the
This is a fine, hospitable, idea, prosperous corn-hog prairies of
and we are happy that Missouri’s the north, and the little Bootheel
welcome is not exactly like those ju ttin g in geography and culture
of some other states. A t a few toward the Deep South. In Mis
state borders, the greeting is sour! Protem is not peculiar
followed by several miles of fine and the distinction between brash
highway, to prove that the wel- Kansas C ity and gracious St.
come is intended and the roads Louis is more than 250 miles,
are good. But both pavement
There is an inviting state be-
and welcome seem to dribble out hind those Welcome signs The
after a few miles.
other side of them might say
Highways aside, the real ques- what so many Missourians say:
tion is what a state is welcom- Come back again, hear?_St.
ing travelers to. Missouri can Louis Post-Dispatch
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