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OREGON CITY ENTERPRISE. FRIDAY. NOVEMBER 12, 1920.
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Womens Club at
Oswejro Has Program
OSWEGO, Nov. 11. Mr. and Mrs.
Rudolph ot Altoona, Washington,
Vrere Portland and Oswego visitors
a few days last week.
Mr. and Mrs. William Loreni ot
Camas visited Mrs. Iore-na g sister,
Mrs. Pete Emmott on Monday.
Mr. and Mrs. Henry Yates and
daughter, Gladys, and George Enierick
or Portland, motored to Vancouver
Sunday,
The Oswego pipe foundry has shut
down for a few days.
The Oswald family who lived in
New Town have moved to Spokane.
Mrs. Flora B. Feltchor of Portland,
was the guest of Mr. and Mrs. Jack
Monk on Sunday.
' Mrs. Lim. Davidson, one of the old
pioneers, passed, away Sunday morn
lug at her home near Oswego. Mrs.
Davidson has been an invalid for over
nine years. She was a faithful mem
ber of the Grange and will be missed
by all who knew her She was the
mother of five children- Four of her
children living are Frank Davidson,
Arthur Davidson, Orran Davidson and
Mrs. John Cox. all of Csww. The
funeral will be held at the ins!!-
home on Tuesday . afternoon at one
o'clock. Interment In the Oswego
cemetery.
A birthday party was held at the
home of Mr. and Mrs. J. L. Davis on
Tuesday evening in honor of their
eon, William. Dinner was served at
six thirty after which the young folks
went to Portland to a mask ball held
at the Multnomah hotel. The older
ones spent the evening with music
and cards. Those present were Mr.
and Mrs. W. H. Davis, Victor Woeft.
Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Kohlman, Harold
McFeeter, W. H. Boyson, Mrs. WT. O.
Weight-nan, Miss Jennie Lind, E. C.
Hawk, U C. Davis, Miss Delia Davis.
Miss Marjo-ia W'eightman, Mrs. K.
Halliman and Mr. and Mrs . John
Oavts.
Mr. and Mrs. Willie Monk of Port
land visited relatives in Oswego Sun
day. Orlando Worthington went to
Camas, Washington, to visit relatives
for a few. days.
Mr. and Mrs. Alferd Schnider and
4 family ot Jtedland, spent Sunday with
; Mr. and Mrs. Pete Emmott.
Mr Grayson of Portland was the
guest of Mr. and Mrs. Charles Neil
ison, over Sunday. - !
Mr. and Mrs. J. U Davis ente-tain-i
ed to dinner on Sunday Mr. Woeff,
Miss Jennie Lind and Mr. and Mrs.
Vrtj Davis and Mr. Grayson.
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The Oswego Ttebekah Lodge meets
en Friday evening, when thpv p-rn-n-to
initiate three new members.
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the school house on W sdaesday after
nosn where a short program was ren
dered after which the following mem
bers Joined, Mra Wessling. Mrs.
Lewis, Mrs- Chapln and Mrs. Morris.
Lonch was served at' Mrs. Pettengers.
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Social is Success at
Oswego Hallowe'en
OSWEGO, Nov. 5. Little Harold
Haines, infant son of Mr. and Mrs.
John lUiuea, has been very ill but is
now Improving.
Mrs. Joseph Weils, who recently
lost her, hushand, has now moved to
Portland with her daughter, where
she will make he.- home for the fu
ture. Frank Wihtten who was hurt acci
dentally while in Portland last week
was brought home Sundays
A pleasant surprise party was
given on Mrs. Otto Larson at her
home on Saturday evening, it betug
her twenty-sixth birthday. The eve
ning was spent In playing five hun
dred and Miss lone Dunn ot Oregon
City played a few selections on the
piano- A delicious lunch was served
consisting ot sandwiches, cake and
coffee.
A Hallowe'en social was given at
the Congregational church on Friday
evening for the benefit of the church.
Luncheon was served after which
prixee were given to the one having
the best costume for the oc
casion. The- were three very
nice costumes- It was decided to
Rive three prizes, so Miss Duncan hav
ing the best was the lucky one to re
ceive first prise. Claud Harris receiv
ed second prise, while Ava Blckner
got third. Between twenty and
thirty dollars was collected.
Mrs. Ralph Underwood of Portland
visited relatives In Oswego Sunday.
Miss Nellie Nelson, the domestic
science teacher gave a party Hal
lowe'en evening for her 8th grade pu
pils. A pleasant time was enjoyed by
jail,
Mrs. Ernest Nelson of Portland via
tted Mr. and Mrs. David Nelson over
the week end.
Grace Guild Meets
at Jennings Lodge
JENNINGS LODGE, Nov. 11. The
regular meeting of the Grace Guild
was held on Wednesday of last week.
At the noon hour a delicious luncheon
was enjoyed. Mrs. Nelsop and Mrs.
Pooler presiding at the coffee and
tea urns. At the business hour it
was announced that a bazaar will bn
bald on December 4 0th, at which
many articles will be placed on sale.
At 6 P. M., a chicken cafaterla dinner
will be served. The women who havs
the bazaar and supper in charge are
working hard to make the affair a
success. And; the following ladies
who were present pledge their hearty
support. Mesdames Woodbeck
Snider, Jones, Eleanor Jones, Hart,
Barker, Booth, Allen, Kennedy, Watei
house. Kitchen, Smith, Nelson, Pool
er, Roberts and Jacobs, the latter b
ing a guest of honor- The next meet
on November 17th. thre is to be
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a tea. Mrs. Lucy Allen and Mrs. H
Roberts the hostesses.
Mrs. .John Jennings is again con
fined to her home. During the sum
mer months was much improved in
health.
Mrs- Lydla Faulk passed away at
her home here on Wednesday night
after a brief illness. She was 67
years of age and is survived by her
husband, John A. Faulk, and two chil
dren, Mrs. W. Graham of Davenoprt
and. Mairon Faulk of Eugene. Tho
funeral :(?rv5ces w"iare held Friday
afternoon at 2 P. M. at the Cremator
ium.
Mrs. Albctrt Pierce lhas returned
form, Spokane, where, she spent a
week with her daughter Mrs. Hugh
F1'!mjnB
Alden Kelly spent the week end at
John P. Miller, Mgr.
Montgomery and Fifth
Portland
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CHAPTER TWO
The Antagonists.
I. PRISCILLA.
Rousing on an elbow, Prlscllla
Maine found herself awake, with a
racing heart, a thmnt swollen with
strangled cry of horror, and a mind
through whose painted murk the re
flection of a woman's screams ran like
thread of purple light.
Yet here was only darkness, with
sllenc ahsolute . . .
With low gasp of relief that wj
half a soh of fright as well, she sprang
up from the divan, stumlileil to tV.e
wall, ami after a moment' empire
flooded the studio with mMk.v rudhmev
from an Inverted dome. Anil In :t i ns
sion of gratltnde she embraced tt re
assurance Inherent In the stui'spln'i
of that richly furnished, spnc;i::s utiii
silent studio, her fnttier"s vi oili; lui,
till his death and ever since her own.
It was tme. thn: she "us 'M;
restored to her own tmitmiie enV!n r.
nient. where nothing resemlilw! hm-i,
remotely that frowsy room wlu..
murders had bwi done. I'-'O
merely dreamed a dream, one more f
those amazingly ' real drenro wh!c!
she had learned to ncrit wltlnmt pnt
test as phenomena of slumber imavo'd
able, singularly hnrniless. nnil on ili
whole rather amusins.
So at least ihev seemHl rtlt ili'i
night when, for the lirxi lime, smrk
tragedy had stnlkeil millMen ami 'in
heralded, rending with rnthles .inn !
the flimsy texture nf llluslmi anl n-n-'
dering the dream moiv fact to litr
than this awakening, more true, n nil
so much the more terrlhle.
Pressing palms to Temr'p tlift
throbbed and hnmed HitniprnMv ni'li
tbelr content of thought bthwI with
fright and horror, she tnmlf lur whv
to the bnthrnom and hsrh'-d her fm-e
with cold water, then with cologne
till, in the sensory renctlon of Ktlinii
lated flpsh and nenes, she beenn to
feel measurably more cnlin and self
poswssed, more Prisollla Maine than
leotioni" ...
A twittering telephone recalled her
to the' studio. Receiver to ear. she
said. "Yes? Who is It?" and heard the
agitated cries of the elderly kinswom
an whom she railed aunt and with
whom she had her home.
"Prlscllla! Where have yon been
all evening? Pve been half frantic
. . . Why didn't you let me know?"
T haven't been anywhere, dear
only asleep, here In the studio. Please
don't be cross. Aunt Esther; I didn't
go to do it, honest I didn't 1 Mrs.
Morey left In the middle of the after
noon she had a tea on, or something
and about half after Ave I stopped
painting and thought I'd lie down and
rest a little before coming, home."
"Do hurry. Til send Arthur with the
car at once." '
"Please."
She donned bat and cloak before a
mirror In whos Insusceptible depths
she saw, set In her own bat and Indi
vidual coiffure, the face of the girl
whom In her dream she knew as Leo
nora : and yet It whs likewise the face
of Prlscllla Maine. Vainly with Inv
portunate eyes she questioned that
counterfeit of two countenances. How
could this thing be? Was she one worn
im waking and another when she
slept? Was there In her a dual per
sonality snch as rending had taught
her to accept as a psychological possi
bility? Did two natures struggle with
in her, one prevailing In her hours of
dumber, and not always even then?
That train of speculation she wa
ifrald to pursue too far . . ,
II. f HE PORTRAIT
Bpside the mirror, a Ion pier glass,
torMl a heavy studio esAel holding a
ull-length canvas, an unfinished por
iralf of herself In the Zlngara dreus
she had once worn at a costume dance.
Begun long ago. on a day when a mod
el tailed ber, and carried out incon
necutlvely, "when she felt In the
mocd," the painting now nearer com
pletion; a little more work on dra
erles and hackground arid It would l.e
Corvallis renewing acquaintances
among former classmates.
Miss Ada Rursii and Mary Kessi
came from Corvallis where they are
enorlled in the high school to be with
home folks over Sunday.
The son of Mr. and Mrs. Ttoss Is ill
with scarelt fever In a mild form,
Mrs. Allen came down from Spokane
to accompany her mother Mrs Jones
to her home. Mrs. Jones having spent
two months with her daughter Mrj.
Eleanor Jones.
Mr. and M:s. Harry M. Hayles of
Airlle, Oregon, have been recent vis
itors at Jennings Idge. The Haylen
family are poultry raisers and have
planted several acres to strawberries
tills year.
Will Jacobs for a number of years
a resident here but now of Portland
has returned from a very successful
hunting trip going to Riddle by auto
then over a trail 12 miles south. As
a result two fine deer were exrrp.nd
from Riddle and are being enjoyed by
friends.
Mrs. Hodges and children of Port
land visited with her former school
mate Mrs. Edith Ttlinestone recently
Mrs. Ella Maple returns home thl
week from Milton, Oregon.
P I 1 I
ILouisJoicch Vance
Author of Th false Fucaj,"
"Union Wolf." Etc,
Illustrated by
Irwin Myers
Cpyr.ht J920 fry Xwthen
ready for exhibition. Inspecting It
critically, with fault finding eyes, she
saw that her work wa good, lnint
as good a her father s. The flgnre on
the canvas lived; lt striking po-w was
Instinct with almost Insolent vitality ;
the face was agluu with irt In life,
the eyes seemed transiently arwsted
In aa Instant of gay Impudence alto
gether charming.
Her troubled gnr turned hack to
the mirror's faithful presentment of a
slender, modlshly gowned young
worldling, the finished product ef a
fashionable upbraiding, a little proud,
reserved, thoughtful. eXQUIstte . . .
Prlscllla Maine.
But the girl us the ranvss waa Leo
nora, And In her self both lived. But
which waa which? Which false, whk'h
tru? Was the life she knew, the life
ot Park avenue and Fifth, of teas, din-
"Prlscllla Maine."
oers. theaters, dunces relieved only by
these days In the studio, her happiest,
when she was painting was this life
reality or Illusion? And that dream
life of which she caught only fugitive
glimpses, fascinating, tantalising, ter
rible, and related" to nothing within
the scope nf her experience was the
dream life perhnp the life of fact?
She shook 11 head battled, bewildered
and faint with wondering.
The doorbell interrupted. She en
(fwercd. -finding ns she had expected
that the chuufTeur was waiting te es
cort her to the town enr which be wns
obliged to leuve at the mouth of the
11 1 ley She whu glud of his comp:iuy,
when "lie hud put out the lights uml
locked the stuillo door, for the alley
nan indifferently Illuminated nnd
denied rather grimly desolate at that
hour. She knew a moment of n.vui
imthy with Aunt Bather's distrustful
iinltnoslty toward "that dreadful stu
dio life."
If Aunt Esther only guessed how In
finitely more dreadful that other life
which Criscllla knew In dreams . . .
But no one guessed. Instinctive reti
cence, Jealousy of ber privacy, reluc
tance to be thought different, and fear
of having her sanity questioned a Hhe
herself too often questioned It, had
guarded the girl's secret and kept It
inviolate.
She had long since made up her
mind she must never marry while tills
dream life continued to exert Its oc
cult Influence upon her. To risk trans
mitting lo her children a mental taint
or lesion wus unthinkable.
Now of a sudden she remembered
the man Mario (or was he merely a
shadow?) and In a poignant turn of
reminiscence recalled bis luminous and
compelling eyes, the potent magnetism
of bis presence, and felt anew the pres
sure of his lips on hers.
On hers? Or Leonora's?
She cringed low In the corner of the
seat, as If fearful lest curious eyes de
tect the waves of Color that burned her
cheeks. For In the memory of that kiss
she found a sweetness Ineffably pre
cious. And lr. the knowledge that his
love was dedicated to that other Self.
Prlscliia suffered the first bitter pungx
of that torment which spares not hody,
mind or soul, and which Is Jealousy.
Hut how should she be Jealous of
l-eonorn, If Leonora were herself?
Was It to be her fate to love one
ihape of dream and hate another?
III. PHILIP FOSDICK.
About three In the tnorrtlng. finding
she could not sleep, he slipped Into a
dressing gown, am went to her ib'sk.
where for two hours she wrote stead
ily, setting forth in minute detail, as
memory served, every Item. Incident
and circumstance of her dream. Thus
she found temporary distraction and
ease of mind. Unaware of weariness
till she had written the lost word, Im
mediately that was penned she found
herself heavy with drowsiness so
urgent It would hardly wait for her
head to find Its pillow.
Toward noon she awoke and rang
for her maid. A pleasant languor
tempted to Indolence. She adored
breakfasting in bed. and did so today
with a relish somehow sharpened by
a mlKchleviiip Kvnse of playing truant,
of cheating life's lunrdlnnte demands.
IttHtillcctlim of tlm d rcii in recurred
tardily and tiunNlily, like the Image
that reluctantly take shnpe on an un
derexposed photographic fllm, and
when sharpest and most definite
seemed pale mid unimportant In tliat
warm flood of sunlight which bathed
her bed rhamhr, us little worthy of
consideration as a wraith of nightmare.
Hut It served to pique her curiosity
and, when she hsd bathed, she tojik
buck lu bed what lie had written In
the night and read It with care and.
toward the close, something like rf
Kuscltnllou of thiwe emotions which
she had known during the dream itself
aa well at after waking up. In the
end she wa uii of an Imperative
need for enlightenment. The th'ng
had grown too serious, was figuring
too largely In her life; If Its Influence
waa not te prove altoiteilwr III, she
must hsve roniprrhentton of It nature
to give her hrurt courage.
to all tlie world she knew but one
person In whom slie could conceive It
possible to repose such contldencea . . ,
She look the telephone from the
bedside itiuid.
Merely to heur that low-pitched,
agreeable voice with Its Ineradicable
tinge of humor waa comforting Her
clouded countenance waa lighted up by
a smile of gratitude aud of affection
too.
"Philip, dear! Do you know I haveu'l
seen you for age?"
That'i bra ten blngue, Prlscllla. It'e
your own fault; you will Insist on
drenching the springtime of your life
with turpentine and varnish, overlook
ing the most Important things entire
ly." "What do you consider the most Im
portant thing lu life? Yourself?"
"No; you. And next to you. letting
me muke love to you."
"Hut. Philip, you do It so poorly,
you're so professional : you trnuxni me
with the penetrating eye of dlagnosl
and prescribe: 'l.ove met' for all the
world as If love were bread pills or
distilled water In a bottle labeled
Shake well before using!" And I reully
don't feel run down enough ..."
"I see. fo want love slipped over
on you . . . like bribing the cook to
put a philtre la your coffee."
She laughed delightedly. "Thnt'a It,
.Philip I Subtlety doe It."
"Thanks for the tip. 'I'm making a
note of II So don't he surprised If you
wake up one One nioiliig and Cod
yourself madly lu love with me."
"I won't be; and I wouldn't even
mind "
"Prlscllla I"
"Hut I'm not now. So don't lose
your head."
Why not, when my heart T
"PR-axel. I called up to ask a very
aerlous question."
"Shoot."
"What's a psychoanalyst. Philip?"
"Well, I'm one a cross between a
quack and a confidence man."
"I know; but what do you do when
you're duly functioning as such?"
"You mean, how do I make a liv
ing?" "No only what do you do to make
people pay fat fees."
"Why, I pry Into their souls. If they
happen to have any. and ferret out all
their secrets those they purposely try
to keep from me. and those they them
selves don't know anything about."
"I see . . . Philip will you do me a
favor: psycho-analyze me?"
"What's the good? I did that long
ago."
'Really. Philip?" Misgivings put a
tremor Into ber voice. "What did you
lind out?"
"That you're the dearest, sweetest
"No please! I'm In earnest. I
think I've Rot s hurled secret, nnd I
want yoti to exhume It 'and see what
It' made of."
"Are you serious?"
"I'espenitely."
"Mm . . . What are you doing this
afternoon?"
"Having yon to tea, if you can
come."
"I'll come whether I can or not. But
what about Aunt Esther? We can't
have a third present If we're to talk
confidences."
"Let's have tea at the studio."
"Same objection; Ada' Mover "
"I'll get rid of her somehow."
"Rlgbt-ol The stndlo What time?
Four?"
"Please. HI he waiting."
IV. LOVE?
Ada Mayer was 11 pre'ly. vivacious,
fluffy little woman, thoroughly mon
dalne nnd contented with herself, her
huKband. her world. Rntlrely lacking
In any sperlnl aptitude for palnflng.
she dabbled In oils a bit. partly be
cause It afforded her an outlet for
much FtyierfluoiM energy that might
otherwise have got her Into mischief,
partly because she wns fond of Prls
cllla, believed her by way of being a
genius, and was glad to lend the girl
the show of chnperonage without
which -die mm" 'have bad 11 dlfllctill
time of It with Aunt Ksther Hut Mrs
Moyer wns as apt as not tonWnt her
self from the studio for days at a
time; and on this afternoon Prlscllla
found nothing to indicate that the
other had been flere at all.
Olad to be spa'e l the necessity of
explaining thai she warned to he
alone with Philip Ko-dlck. the girl
moved aiertly round the room, stiperln
tending the preparation of tea by the
maid she had brought with her plac
ing the table anil the ehiiirs the way
she wanted them setting the stage for
h scene whtch eh" felt Instinctively,
might iiffoft most Intimately nil her
days tn come. She wa always pleased
when Philip was nhout. Consciousness
of the love he had for her was some
thing shP would not willingly have
forfeited. She wns only sorry she
didn't love him In return; ar least, not
In the way Philip wanted and deserved
to he loved . , vastly different from
such love a had thrown Leonora Into
the lirm of Mario , . .
She punned, h slight frown pucker
ing her delicately lined brows.
Strange how the memory of that
caress had power to tug at her heart-
string! Stranger till that anything
as fantastic mi that slindowy love of
shadow should seem so real, more
real than nil rise In th content of
her drama, even It culminating
trngedy , . , more real, Indeed,
than anything In this world of reality
wherein she moved nud lived nnd hud
her being , , ,
In a long stnre he compn'ticndod
the studio as with ulinnge eyes, per
ceiving afresh the nubstntttlnl beauty
of Its time mellowed furnishing; the
woll-chosco. piece of period mahog
any shining wlili contented luster;
the huuilsiiuie draperies of rich stuff
mntchlOKsly colored am! lotted, bro
cade, tapestries, embossed volveta,
lllumlmitt'd leathern of antique Span
ish artistry; the framed cniiviiie on
Its wall and those Hiiframeil oiher
that turned to them bashful fnceo,
standing 00 the floor; the flue old rugs
whoae collection hail been her father!
hobby; the darkly polUbed floor dark
ly mirroring all things that caught the
light ; the great wide flreplm with
Ita massive dogs of hraas; the book
shelves laden with well bound work
of art ; the wide, mullloned window In
th south wall whose heavy draperies
she had thrown hai-k to let lu the sun.
She gave a gesture of doubt and
anxiety. If this were not love, what
w! It? Not snnlty: bow could one
love a phantom? , , , She began to
regret the weakness which hsd moved
her to call up Philip Pondtck. How could
she bring herself to confess (hi se
cret even to him? How keep It hid
den from him? How hope to deceive
that keen Insight which had lifted hi in
to hi present high place to the ranks
of pychn'nthologltii?
She sang no more, but awaited
Philip' coming with more misgiving
Uian he liked.
V. CONFESSION.
Philip Fosdlck tied a way of ex
ore fs Ing constraint and Implanting
confidence even In those who had no
special liking for him. And Prlscllla
was genuinely attached to him. more
so than she knew. And when she aav
how well he looked, how very muet
alive and alert mentally and physt
enlly Philip always seemed at concert
pitch nnd never to know a let-down
hesitation and doubt were swept
away like leave before nn autumnal
wind.
"I suspected It," he announced, nod
ding sagely: "you're a fraud and
thank l!od for that I Now give me tea,
please, nnd tell me All."
She made a little move of petu
lance. "I knew you'd laugh at mel"
"I hoped I would."
Philip flopped boyishly Into hi fa
vorite chair, helped himself to a clg
aret. and watched Prlscllla narrow
ly while she ugarcd hi cup with the
traditional two lump, added (he allee
of lemon, and drowned both In tea
Never had she seemed more beautiful
or more perfectly poised. Impossible,
he told himself, there could he any
thing anils with n creature of suih
radiance! Some girlish notion, noth
ing more serious , . .
"How long hsve you known me.
Philip?"
"I-t me see ... To the best of
my recollection, since you were ahout
a year' old; I. remember coming Into
the nursery unexpectedly and finding
you" fc
"Never mfid! Have you ever ob
served anything In me that led you to
believe I was abnormal In any way?"
He contemplated a frivolous reply,
hut seeing the gravity In her eyea re
frained. "Never!" said Philip solemnly.
"Well, there Is something . . .
Philip: I have dream. The strnngest
dreams . . , Lei me tell you. And
please don't laugh. Philip. It Isn't
any laughing matter."
He drew the soberest face of sym
pathy Imaginable, "(lo on,"
"As far bck as I can remember.
I've every now and then bid a apnrial
sort of dream that seemed very real
to me. Kven as a little girl though
then. I think, they weren't so definite
. . . Kill when 1 begnn to grow Info
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Mr. Minhill ii lull onrofmafitlhomiinHiwIm have
ba bfndilrd by Dr. Harlman ilimow mcdicinr in
the psat II fly jmra.
It la by limulaline Ihr digi-tllon. rnrlrhlnt ihr blood
od ioninir up Ihr ni-rvea ihnl I' ru n ia Mr In rsert
auch 1 KKilliInu drilling Influence upon Ihr niurnua
mrtnhrinra which line ihr body. It la wonder'ully
elfrclive rrrnrdy lo rratore alrrntlh niter prolrsclrd
icknras. the grip or Spunlih lollurnza.
Klip In Mil Houu
Sold Evirywhart
"You Save Money"
says the Good Judge
And get more genuine chew
ing satisfaction, when you use
this class of tobacco.
This is because the full , rich)
real tobacco taste lasts so
long, you don't need a fresh
chew nearly as often.
And a small chew gives more
real satisfaction than a big chew
of the ordinary kind ever did.
Any, man who uses the Real
Tobacco Chew will tell you
that. '
Put up in two styles . .
W-B CUT is a long fine-cut
KICjHT
llMIK l rente, till lIl'l'HIIIK ( o
certain form tti kept ver Unc.
"Swoh as
"Whnt I fancy tttiinn mti"t he
The clf I see In dreams belong, tlier
ilrM, act, talk prwlwiy Ilk"
girl who' never tuitl any advantage
lo speak nf, much education or wit
I net with plenamu aide of llfii. All
tint nin li I myself . . . much
a If I mi( nil miuit) dlsguUe no coin
pli'ii It dlgnled tv en my apeech mid
habit f ilimurlii. even my wutl
inontt mill Impulse, Tbl girl doc
nutl ayn thing I never run hi mut,
nwnkf. hnv never thought (of. Kill lo
tier they seem quit" right, the tmiiirnl
mill right thing to H and ny. Th
truth Ik. iihwI of the H'iu ' rather
elf satisfied and pleased with .every,
thlngth life flu lMti1. tha pfopla
sli know the fun hf h--trvrr.
hln." ....
(Concluded Next Week )
10
WASHINGTON. 1). C, Nov.
Corruption of employes nnd ufflclals
of tho shipping board emersoncy fleet
corporation, graft In purchasing sup
piles for, and In repairing govern
mi'iit owned merchant ahlpa, and thw
uho of political or other Influence In
ohlalnlng contracts for hlp const uc
Hon and I lie nllotsttlon of i-oiuplt6d
vessels to operating companies, nr,
among cuttrgos nuulo lit a report sub
mitted to the house committee on
shipping hoard operations by A, M,
PUner and J F. Hlchardson, formar
employe of the hoard.
Chairman ltison of th shipping,
board refused tonight lo discuss lh
reports, declaring any statement be
might make would be to the house
committee, which li conducting It
Investigation of the board's opera
(Ions
WILI, A. HUNTLEY
IS INJURED BY
PASSING AUTO
W, A. Huntley, of the Huntley
drug company of this city, wssitTuck
down, by an automobile yesterday
morning In Portland, and seriously
Injured. Ho U at his home there un
der the rare of hi physician, Dr.
Hugh H. Mount.
Mr. Huntley, In attempting to cross
a tm-t near Kat Moreland, Portland,
yesterday morning had Just stepped
off the curb, when he espied nn auto
mobile coming toward him, Hit at
tempted to gt back to the walk, but
the driver of the machine, thinking
ho could pass between Mr. Huntley
and the curb, apoedod up to P'tai, but
wa too late, nnd the car struck
Huntley throwing him to the pave
ment. He wn rushc-d to the emer
gency hospital, nnd hiler tsken to hi
home. Tho weather being n fine
yesterday, Mr. Huntley had decided
to walk down to Iho heart or the city
to catch tho Oregon t'ltv car
USE
1
MEIPORD, Or., Nov. tj.-Thero I
no longer a slste'ly feeling be w 'eon
Medford and Ashland and Jackson
ville, all becau to t!ia courthuune re
moval proposition to Medford wn de
fotited by only TJ vo'cs on elect Ion
day.
Medford U looking daggers at Ah-
bind. Jacksonvlllu u hugging hor
prt-clou courthouse and pver nnd
anon letting out a loud guffaw (it Med-for-d.
Tablets or Liquid
. 'wrw It MM HIO
tobacco
CUT is a short-cut tobacco
H 'lll"l'i'iiwiw" J