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QUEER OLD MAXIMS
OREGON STATE NEWS
Summary Government Crop
Report for Oregon and U.
instructions to Housewives That
Were Considered Apt by
GELX TT DURGEB5
Washington, D. C. — A summary of
preliminary estimates of crop produc
tion and prices, for the state of Ore
gon and for the United States, com
ERE are tome queer old maxima
piled by the bureau of crop estimates,
to housewives which are suitable
and transmitted through the Weather
to oopjr on dinner cards or to be
Bureau, U. S. Department of Agricul
read at the Thanksgiving dinner:
lure, is as follow s:
“Good housewife In dairy that needs
cdoyyw&tr ar o n r r r a u *<*rys
W H E A T— State: Estimate this year,
not to be told
Daserveth her tee to be paid her In
theul Not on* or thoaa three woman
S Y N O P S IS .
year, 16,604,000; price November 1 to
but would fight fur Hall now, to th#
producers, 84c; year ago, 96c.
Ha ll Bonlstslle, at ttst photographer. pre
death. Oh. Flodl* could read their
“Keep kettles from knocks, set tuba
pare# for tha day's work In his studio.
AVE you counted your blessings 1.002.000. 000 bushels; final estimate Flod le Fisher, hit assistant. reminds hliu face*! Hadn't each on* of thorn, even
out of sun
f a party ha la to gtva In tha atudlo that while demanding th* others' loyalty,
and are you truly thankful?
last year, 891,000,000; November 1 o night.
For mending Is costly and crackt la
\lr lk»r«iuua. attorney, calls amt been aleekfy planning to betray her
Hall that hla Uncle John's will
haa left him 94.0W.iU> on condition that own pledged word to gain th* coveted
women who each year declare they
OATS— State: Estimate this year he marry bafora his twenty eighth birth
money? What chance had poor neg
‘ Though scouring be needful, yet "have nothing to be thankful for?* 16.466.000 bushels; final estimate last day. which begins at midnight that night lected Flodl*. who hadn’t even been
Mrs Rena Royalton calls at the atudlo
scouring too much
Hall aake her to marry hliu Mhe agreve asked? She dried ber eyes and looked
to give him an anawer at tha party that
producers 36c; year ago 40c.
Is pride without profit and robbeth thy who has nothing to be thankful for.
Carolyn I Hall y a calla
Hall up at the clock. It was threa-fifteen.
Those who protest against fate, who
United States: Estimate this year proposes Vila«
8h« agreea to give him Aa she watched the dial, her face
say theirs is a hard life, void of all is 1,617,000,000 bushels; final esti an anawer at the party Rosamund Gale,
art modal, calla
Hall tries to rush her changed subtly. Dropping her eyes she
"Three dishes well dressed and wel beauty, comfort, cheer or anything mate last year, 1,141,000,000; Novem Into an Immediate marriage
She. too, began to think In real earnest.
whatsoever to give thanks for, are ber 1 price, 34.9c; year ago, 42.9.
defers hsr anawer until the evening Flo*
(Im* was short. If aha war* to play
B A R L E Y — State; Estimate this o f the mtxup. but he Is obtuse. Jonas Cinderella at th* party toalghL It be
Both pleaseth thy friend and becom- wrong with the world. Something Is
the matter; they need readjustment year, 4,788,000 bushels; final estimate Haastngbury. heir to th# millions In cuss
eth thy hall.”
falls to marry on tlma. plots with hooved bor to find a fairy godmother
and a different point of view.
last year, 8,660,000; price November F Hall
to S e to block Hall a M r r t t f l l to sn> of aa soon aa possible.
tha three woman before midnight
Flodle have to be Hall—who else?
1 to producers, 52c; year ago, 66c.
"Saxe wing for a thresher when gan The peevish, dissatisfied woman who
arranges to have tha three meet at the
allows herself to be unhappy because
United States; Estimate this year, atudlo
der doth die.
She dabbed her eyes In water, than
aa If by chance
Carolyn. R osa
Bare feathers of all things the softer she does not possess as much of this 236.682.000 bushels; final estimate mund and Mrs Royalton conie In and weut to the door of the atudlo.
world's goods as her neighbor, and last year, 194,963,000; November 1 PI odi#
"Oh, Mr Bontstelle!” she called
used hsr own foil adroltl v Hall
then says she has nothing to be thank price, 50.1c; year ago, 61.7c.
comes In and th# ladle« retire for con
He came In looking anxious. “ Lord.
Alfred, the janitor, brings In a
POTATOES—State: Estimate this newspaper with tha story of tha queer I’ve been worrying myself tic k !” he
"See cattle wsU served without and
pital and there she will see many rea year, 6,120,000 bushels; final estimate lagaoy.
confessed "What In th* world war*
sons for her own thanksgiving.
last year, 4,763,000; price November 1
they up to. anyway?"
You mothers who have healthy chil
to producers, 62c bushel; year ago, 64c
“ Oh. they aeemed to be talklag about
dren, strong of body and straight of
United States : Estimate this year,
•oui* club, or society, or something
limb, may be thankful that your little 369.000. 000 bushels; final estimate “ ’On or befor«,’ " said Carolyn, frown that they were Interested to. They
Sha lookod ovsr Rosamund's
ones are not compelled to Inhabit a last year, 405,921,000; November 1 ing.
wanted Rosamund Gals to Join. I
home for Incurable cripples.
price, 56.8c; year ago, 62.8c.
Flodls looked up with n quick fling
You fathers who have kind, gentle
A PPLE S — State:
"Well. I'm glad It was no worse than
wives and well-bred children may be year, 1,040,000 barrels, final estimate of bar head. Hsr ayaa snapped.
that.” He looked at hla watch. "Lord,
Rosamund put I must be off I've got to hook this
thankful that you are not married to last year, 1,134,000; price October 16
a shrew, a woman who neglects her to producers, 88c bushel; year ago, down tha paper.
timepiece and pay an Installment on
For a moment the three women the ring. I don't care much for rings
home, her children, and makes her 70c.
husband’s life unbearable.
United States: Estimate this year.
on a woman's hand, especially If It's
Every one of you can be thankful for 76.700.000 barrels; final estimate last wave of bitterest enmity aeemed to pretty. Now youra. Flodle. la perfect”
the sunshine, the rain, the beauty of year, 84,400,000 barrels; price Octo sweep around th# clrcls. Each face She tried to hide her hands, but he
the hills and fields, the fruits of the ber 16 to producers, $2.14 barrel; year waa set and hard, aa each guarded her took them, and held them up and
secret thought. Then each stirred, looked critically. Flodle closed her
earth that will appease your hunger, ago, $1.79.
the clothing that keeps you warm. and.
More detailed data concerning crop restless and nervous. In fear of betray eyes, that the tear* might not come
above all, for the roof that covers you. production, quality, and prices will be ing herself.
Carolyn spoka. almost In a whisper
Many there are. you know, that have published in the "Monthly Crop Re
“ Say. Flo— I s’poa* I’ll mlsa you Ilk*
not these blessings. The blind cannot port" of the U. S. Department of A g
th* devil, after I'm married," be went
see the sunshine or the beauties of na riculture.
on. dropping her hands. 'T v * got kind
"Yas.” said Mrs. Royalton. "Ha avt-
And all things at quiet ere supper b*> ture; the poverty-stricken cannot en
of used to you. you know It'll teem
joy the fruits o f the earth and warm
funny not to have you round to talk
least on* of us." Mar Ups curled In a
clothing; the homeless have no roof-
to and laugh at. What's the matter?
tree to shelter them, and the cripples
From Eastern Oregon Section sneer.
"W ife make thine own candle
You don't really mind my laughing at
• Spare penny to handle.”
you occasionally, do you. Flo?”
Are you, then, making the world
“ Oh. no. 1 love It. Mr. Bontitalle!”
There was anothar tanse pause,
“ Provide for thy tallow ere frost com- about you more livable and lovable for lumber industry in Central Oregon
"Say, Flo. remember that first time
you ever cam* In here? D'you know
'And make thine own candle ere winter you lightening his burden? Or are you in the business and population in ing gasping breaths. Then the three I liked you the moment I set eyes on
In your selfishness making the world Prineville. Reliable information con spoka almost simultaneously, on* to
bleak and cold and Inhospitable tor
Flodle cast down her head. “ So did
"Halda mustard seed gather, fore b9* those about you?
I you.” she said.
You can do something to help the
In g too ripe
"It always makes me emlle, Just to
Carolyn and Mrs. Royalton etared at
And mather It well eye ye give It a unfortunate ones to be thankful. Per completed its trade with the United
look at you. somthow. You're auch a
States government, by which the lum
queer little tyke. Always happy, aren't
Then dress it and lay It In soller up supplied basket of provisions to your ber company will exchange a large defiantly. In that crista th* three you. Flo?"
amount of scattered lands and get a apart, than clashed fiercely together.
She looked up bravely. "Oh, yea!”
Lest folstness make it for table un- a plate of biscuits, or call upon her
Tb* telephone bell rang.
block of about 40,000 acrea of Little Flodl* was forgotten; she
and cheer her up a bit. You can write
turned from one to th* other In alarm snatched up th* receiver savagely.
a cheerful letter to a shut-in or take valuable timber in what is known
Then cam* th* forced confeaaion, with "Hello! . , . Who Is this? . . . Oh, yea!
"W ife make us a dinner, spare flesh, her a bright bunch of posies or s the Ochoco forest reserve.
basket of fruit. Flowers and fruit are
The company will have in the neigh a sigh from each of th* three. "Yea. Of course . . . Oh! You will? By Jove,
that's great! . , , Why. yes. I'm de
Hake wafers and cake for our sheep always welcomed at the hospitals; but borhood of 300,000,000 feet, which we did promise! Yes. we did! Y es!”
lighted . . . But I am, Roaamund. why
must be shorn.”
ing the brightness of your presence, and will necessitate immediate con Is a serious thing, girls. We must — why. I'm the happleat man In th*
struction of a sawmill and railroad. keep our word, every on* of ua. Rosa world! You’ve no Idea what a relief
they will be doubly welcome.
"Who many do feed
mill sites are under consideration, mund. you can't go back on ua, now !" It la . . . Sure! That's Just what I waa
8ave much they had need.”
"Go back on you? Why do you plok going to suggest. Yes. we'll do It .to
forming some act of kindness or char one of which is in Prineville, which
lty, lightening some burden or maklny the business men of Prineville no me out How about you and Mrs. night. Fine! All right, we’ll talk It
"Buy new as Is meet,
the heart of some sad friend sing a doubt will donate to the company, and Royalton, I'd Ilk* to know? Are you over when you come. Oood-by, dear!”
Mark blanket and sheet.”
the other is about 20 miles above going to stand by me?”
He hung up the Instrument slowly.
"Tea, you proposed It In th* first "Rosamund's accepted me Flodle, I'll
Be truly thankful for your own bless Prineville on the Ochoco river.
"Save feathers for guest.
place, you know, Carolyn!" Mrs. Roy be a millionaire by tonight. Wbat d’you
ings and dispense a blessing wherever
These other rob chest.”
alton broke In. ” 1 think you bad batter think, she's promised to marry ms Im “ You’vs No Idea What • Rails? II
—National Food Magazine,
Pension Allowed Widow.
apeak for yourself, before you accuse mediately; w all have It ovsr this eve
Salem — The claim of Mrs. Hazel us!"
THE OLD TURKEY GOBBLER McCune, whose husband, Claude Me- "W all,” said Carolyn, hesitatingly,
out the window listlessly. She saw his
Quickly Popular In West.
He arose thoughtfully.
"W ell, I
face In proflls; and, as she watched It,
As the first new states of the West
I go Thanksgiving, Uncle's folks Cune, was killed in Portland August
It changed. From a light careleasneas
were quite generally settled from New Where
suddenly turned auspiciously to Flo- It !”
the look on hla countenance grew mors
England, the festival was perpetuated Waa a big old gobbler, cross as he could 20, while he was in the employ of the dle and forced a laugh
Flodle, unable to control herself, bad and more Intense till he fairly
Shaver Transfer company, has been Flaher," sb* said, suavely, "don't think
and soon became a custom not only In
risen and was making for tb* stock-
these, but In other western states as An’ X never went there but he’d come settled by the State Industrial Acci wa'r# Inaan* or anything, but this Is a room, when he called her back. "9ay. frowned. Suddenly be turned to her
with an exclamation that made bar
they were formed. In the South there Struttln' so Important, like he owned the dent
The little Joke we had planned for the party Flo, wait a minute.” He went up to
was no recognition of the custom un
widow is 21 years old and to provide
“ Flodls!" he beamed on her, now,
til after 1858. In that year eight gov
ried w* can arrange It somehow—”
strangely Illuminated from bis Inner
ernors of southern states lsued proc A n ’ he'd spread his feathers almost twice for her at the rate of $30 a month
"Oh. yes, I didn't qulta understand
"Oh. no. Mr. Bonlstelle,” Flodle thought.
lamations after the model of New Eng An' would look s* wicked with his beady throughout the period of her expect what you war* saying. I was so busy.”
■hook her head decidedly. "I shall go
ancy of 41 years, the commission set
Mr. Bonlstella?" Flodls
land, calling upon their people to ob
"About th* costumes. over to Deerfield.
You know he's knew well enough wbat was coming.
aside $7231 at 4 per cent interest.
I f said Flodle.
serve the last Thursday In November
wanted me to come for months.”
Mrs. McCune lives 41 years and does Isn’t It?”
"By Jove. I've got It!” He pounded
as a day for thanksgiving. But the
‘Yes, about the costumes,” Mrs.
He turned to her suddenly. "D—n his fist. "It's the solution of the whole
not remarry she will receive $14,936
Civil war was at hand and the bitter
from the state.
One daughter, aged Royalton Interupted sweetly, "you see It. Flo, I don't want you to go to Deer problem. Hooray!” He walked over
ness engendered In the long contro
4, will receive $6 a month until she is we’ra all going to wear— "
field! He's a beast! I can't bear to to her, and shook his finger. “ Flodls^
versy over slavery caused many vio
"Oh. don’t give It all away!” Rosa think of his ordering you round.”
16 years old, $661.11 being set aside
d'you know whom I'm going to marry?
lent opponents of the North to oppose
for this purpose.
"Oh. that doesn’t matter, now. The You!” «
the proclamations because of their In
Mrs. Royalton took a step toward only thing I'm afraid of, Mr. Bonlstelle
She Jumped up as If hs had struck
troduction of a "Yankee custom.”
the door. "Well, Carolyn, I’v# got to —well, nover mind.”
her, and retreated a few steps, almost
Ask Swine Breeders’ Aid.
go." she said. ‘T v e been here an aw
Manlike, he had uncon
Oregon swine breeders can help the ful while.”
We Thank Thee.
sciously doos the wrong thing at Just
"W ell, I’ve got to leave myself;
problem of good breeding stock for
For flowers that bloom about our feet;
afraid that when you get your money ths right tlm*. He had struck hsr
For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;
girls and boys of the pig clubs by mercy, It's awfully late! 1 think I’ll you won't ever do anything more. secret sorrow, and tha pain w«a. for
For song o f bird and hum of bee;
go with you!" laid Carolyn, moving off
th* moment, unbearable. Flodls cow
■ending to the club leader at O. A. C.,
For all things fair we hear or lee.
nervously. "You've got your car here, You're so lazy you need to be poked ered, shrinking away from him, star
Father In heaven, we thank theet
haven't you?" Mrs. Royalton nodded.
ton, or Carolyn Dally*, or Rosamund tng, unable to speak a word.
gilts that they have for sale.
This All right, then; come on!”
For blua of atream and blue of aky;
He followed her up with all hla ego
For pleasant ahadea of branches high;
"Say, I think I'll go along, too.”
should also help the breeders find a
For fragrant air and cooling breexe;
ism. "Why, tee here, F lo !” he ex
surplus breeding Roaamund was now conscious of her your talent, or anything but your claimed. “ It's all aa simple as day
An’ he’d gobble-gobble. In th# fiercest market for their
For beauty of tho blooming trees.
Father In heaven, we thank thee!
stuff. When these lists are received equality with these society ladles, and
That It used to scar* me so I couldn’t
He went over to her and patted hsr light. Why In ths world didn't I think
—Ralph Waldo Emerson.
by the agent he will send them to club proposed to display It—In her own
the back affectionately. "Say, Flo, of It before? Here we are bully good
Lists way. ‘Td Just as list go uptown. I
you do like me, after all. pals—get along fine, don’t we?—never
But this Thanksglvln’ saw the end o f him, should be detailed enough to give in have an errand on Ninetieth street,
King of Festivals.
When the hired man pulled him from his
Don't you worry, llttl# girl, I’ll pull had a single quarrel. You'rs right;
The king and high priest of all
you’re the only on* that does care
Mrs. Royalton resigned herself to through all right. You see, when Rosa enough for me to make me work and
festival* was the autumn thanksgiving. An’ chopped his old head off, 'cause 'twas ity and other necessary points. Either
pure breds or high grades may be the Inevitable. Truth to tell, she was
When the apples were all gathered
keep me up to my best. I believe you
phone bell rang.
and tha cider was all made and the T o put him for dinner In the roastin’ pan. listed for sale. Address lists to L. J. no little afraid of this plctureique
could actually make something of me.
yellow pumpkins were rolled In from I helped cook to pick him, though It was
Flodle. I’m going to make you a lady
delighted to give you s lift In my car. mort gently, "Oh, hello! . . . Ob, yss,
many a hill In billows of gold and the
of leisure! Say, Flodle, I'm going to
torn was Uusked and the labors of the
kiss you! For ths first time, tool”
Carolyn gave her a glance, and rang me up . . . too bad. Oh, nothing
May Send Display to Portland. .
season were done and the warm late An’ aafe In the oven, as sha ahut the door,
(TO B S C O N TIN U E D .)
Hood River— According to plans an smiled acridly. "Oh. ysa, do come. Important . , . What Is It? . . . Yss?
days o f Indian summer came In I cried, "T h at old gobbler won’ t scare
, . . What, not really? . . . Why. I'm
me no more!”
dreamy and calm and still, with Just
nounced to members of the Commer Miss Gale, wa’U b# so glad to sea mors
of you! That will be charming.”
tickled to death. Carolyn, of course—
trimmers frequently find
enough frost to crisp the ground of a
cial club by C. N. Ravlin, the huge
‘ No,” said Rosamund, bluntly, “ I but— well, why—why, don’t you see, It dlfflcult to lower ths aro lamp on A
Moat Bleat of Nation«.
morning, bnt with warm traces of be
apple displayed by the Hood River think I’ll walk, after all.” The three It’s ao sudden, you know. And—well, I
busy street without danger or having
nignant, annoy hour* at noon, there
It 1« no boast to declar« our« tha Commercial club in the Palace of Hor
eame over the community a sort o f most blest of nations, favored with ticulture at the Panama-Pacific Ex went out with over-polite "good after hadn’t expected to hear from you so the lamp crashed Into by passing
soon. You sen I had no Idea—what Is vehlclss. A man In Minneapolis has
genial repose of spirit, a sense of every good gift that can be bestowed position, may be placed on permanent noons" to Miss Fisher.
It? . . . Oh, don't say that, pleas*! . . , devised a signal consisting of a tripod
something accomplished and of a new upon the sons of men. A country upon display in Portland. Through a large
I’m perfec*’ ” delighted—It takes ray with two whits signal wlsgs on whloh
golden mark made in advance, and the which nature has lavished her treas window in one side of the apple, which
breath away, that’s all . , , Why, yes. rad circles are painted. This th*
lea con began to say to the minister ures. where the fruits of the earth stands about 16 feet high, is shown a
Flodla’s acoount book slammad shut. No, only I was Just going out. Really lamp trimmer places on ths street
af a Sunday, " I suppose It’s about time never fall, where dwell a spirited, red- panorama view of the Hood River val
lor tho Thanksgiving proclamation.”— blooded people, proud of Its past, con ley with Mount Hood in the back Hsr bead fell on hsr arma, face down I have got to hurry . .. Well, all right, under his lamp, and than b* may
upon ths tabla. She gava way to a then. Yes, good-by . . , No, good-by!" lower ths lamp without fear of *
Harriet Beecher Stowe's “ Oldtown scious of a wonderful future, and eager ground. The Columbia river in the
burnlng tsrreat of tears. It was all up,
Hs hung up the receiver and whirled collision.
tor Its working out
foreground is shown.
cù y '
to Flodle. “ Did you gat that. Flo? CaH
olyn Dally«! Hhe'a acuepted me. too.
Wbat th* devil aui I going to do.”
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrg! Another call. Halt
picked up th* telephone grimly. "Rena.
I'll bet a thousand dollars!" he whis
pered. “ Hello! Yes, yes. yes, who !•
It, for boavon's sake? Oh! Oh. hallo,
Kanal What's that? Confound this
phone! Speak louder, can't you?”
Ha covered th* moutbplae# and
scowled at Flodls as be listened.
"Rena's saying ‘yeaI” ' hs announced.
Then. Into th« telephone hs cried an
grily, "I can't gat a word you sayl
Poor Utils who? No. It's no ua«. Oh.
yas, I gat that--yas! Fina! No, l'n>
horribly busy, anyway. Call up lator.
All right, then, 1 understand. To
Bang want tho receiver on tho book.
“ Well, Pvo settled her for a while, any
way! Than h* roe*
"Say. for heav
en a sake, what'a happened to all those
three women all of a sudden? Why
couldn't they aay yea this morning,
when I asked them? Lord. It takes n
woman to make trouble, every time. 1
guess I'm In for It, now, anyway, and
thars's millions In It, Flodl*!”
looked at hla watch again. "Ua*! —
half-past three already.
aae-ulno— no. sight hours and a half.
1-ord. I’v* got to chase!” Ha put o q
“ Mr. Bonlstells!” Flodl* roe* and
put bar hand down tb* uack of bar
blouse. “ I think I ought to give this
back to you—now!” She drow forth a
llttlo gold locket, unclasped th* chain
and handed It to him.
II* looked at her In surprise "I-ord,
I should think you were going to com
mit suicida or something rash. Flo.
Don't ba so silly! Imagine your being
sentimental!” H* refused to accept
"But your wtf* might object, Mr.
"For heaven'* aake. let her object,
then!" he exclaimed "Don’t be a fooll
Why, I gave you that aa a friend, that's
all. didn't IT No one could possibly
misinterpret that. You know theras
never been any nonsenaa between us.
Flo; we'ro Just pals, aren’t we?”
Flodle turned away and set down
hopelessly. "Yes; Juat good pals. No
nonsense whatever." Hhe smiled wanly.
"Funny thing, too, whan you com* to
think of It, Isn't It?"
"W hy?" She looked up, startled.
“ Oh. I don't know—her* all day
alone, working together, and all that
sort of thing —It’s a wonder we never
fall In lovs or anything. Isn't It? Pro-
plnqulty, you know—supposed to bo
Flodle looked up, frightened, and
clutched her heart. Hall waa gaalag