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MORNING ENTERPRISE. THURSDAY, JANUARY 11, 1912.
Woman'sWorld
Mrs. Helen Britton, Owner
of Big Baseball Club.
1911, by American Press Association.
UBS. HELEN BItlTTON.
Mrs. Helen Britton of Cleveland. O..
has the distinction of being the only
woman owner of a big baseball club
In this country and possibly in the
wnrlrt This Ipcnrv the St. Louis Na
tional league baseball club she Inher
ited from her father and uncle. And she
is the first woman entitled to sit in a
meeting of the National leagne, an or
ganization devoted to the interests of
men.
The feminine manager of 8 baseball
team, according to preconceived ideas,
should be a heroic specimen of wo
manhood, one of the man tailored kind,
with stiff cuffs, a four-in-band and a
stride. But Mrs. Britton is of an al
together different type, for her gowns
are the last word in smartness, and
she carries them with a trace to do
them full Justice. The owner of the
Cardinals is a clear skinned, dark hair
ed, symmetrical little woman, with
sparkling eyes and a wealth of vivac
ity. When asked how her club got its
oame Mrs. Britton replied "that red
was her favorite color. I lo e to wear
u uuu uu tiiuL ui tut; Lime jubl aa u
touch of allegianc e. But my father se
lected the name Cardinals because it
was his pet color. My husband is fond
of it too. Indeed, we might be called
a cardinal chords, especially when a
Cardinal knocks a home run."
Although Mrs. Britton never misses
a ball game unless staying away is
absolutely necessary, she Is nothing
of an all around "sport," but extreme
ly domestic in her tastes, and her
strong, handsome husband says "that
when It comes to keeping home com
fortable and happy the presiding gen
ius of the St. Louis team is a pen
nant, winner." Two healthy, whole
some children, a boy and a girl, attest
her skill In motliereraft. The boy, his
mother says, is a regular c'lild leader,
and to show that he Is going to fol
low In the family footsteps he has al
ready organized a league among bis
playmates and captains the winning
team. The wee daughter Is too tiny
to be entered as a "fan," but certain
tendencies point toward her becoming
a baseball girl through and through.
. Uke her mother.
Mrs. Britton is a fine example of
how It Is possible for a woman to
pursue beauty, business, homemaking
and pleasure at once and be a success
In all the roles.
Season's "Smart" Color Is Pink Red.
At last the season's smartest .color
has been settled on. It does not hap
pen once in a decade that the women
of the so called smart set and the wo
men who set the fashions for the inner
circle of society's exclusive few agree
upon the season's color. They have
'lone so this year, however, and it Is a
pink red. It runs through a gamut of
shades from deep coral down to palest
flame, almost yellow. It may be bright
cerise or old fashioned "light red," but
it must escape being a regular red bj
several shades. It Is becoming alike
to blonds and brunettes, and it adapts
Itself to the modern wonders of frock
making where layer of gossamer is
laid over layer of gossamer, beading
embroidery, fringe and metal thread.
It shimmers through soft grays and
cream and slatey blues. It dashes sud
denly out Into view In startling places.
It can be wrought Into wonderful sun
set and dawn effects, and it has the
advantage of combining with black la
a way to give distinction. Without a
doubt the season's favorite color has
been well chosen this year.
Mrs. Browning's Sonnets.
They say Mrs. Browning showed hr
husband with much diffidence the son
nets she had written in celebration of
her love. "Sonnets Prom the Portu
guese." she called them, incorporating
In the title a love name be had for her,
for he termed her the Portuguese
because of her dark skin and eyes.
Faulty. It must be confessed, these
sonnets are, hardly finished here and
there one might be tempted to say.
but they are as spontaneous as the
Song of morning birds, as essentially
true as the word we speak at unex
pected meeting.
Trunk Trays.
Trunks have improved along with
everything else In this progressive age.
The trunk with one tray Is a rarity,
and most trunks are made with five
or six trays. There Is such a demand
for trays that they are sold separately
-and can be added to any trunk- when
..ever wanted.
t Solving a Difficulty.
' ,A painstaking mother of two children-
was aueuipuiig 10 give mem a serious
Idea of her anxiety to make them good
;and to make plain to their mjnds the
'gfayttf ef the task fer& her. Over
come with the impossibility of ever at
taining her mother's ideal, three-year-old
Frances answered in all earnest,
ness, "Don't try to make us good,
mother; just shoot us "-Everybody's.
How, Indeed? ' ' '
Mrs. H. Her husband simply won't
listen to her. H How the deuce does
the lucky fellow manage It?
IT "v.
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K"1"M v ! I I I"! I I .1 I : ! M Hi'I'H
f FANS PRESENT ANGORA $
GOAT TO GRIFFITH
AS A MASCOT.
4- Mrs. Clark Griffith, the hand-
X some wife of the Washington
$ manager, was thrown Into a fit
of hysterics the other day when
an expressman called at the
Griffith flat
In the nation
al capital and
informed her
that' he had
some sort of
a wild animal
to deliver and
there were
charges
amounting to
$7.50, which
he stood
ready to col
lect With the
aid of a help
er the ex
pressman de-
GMFFITH AND BIS posjte(j , tQe
NEW MASCOT.- front parlor a
crate decorated with letters that
spelled out the words "Wash
ington Club Mascot." Half a
dozen names were inscribed on
the rough boards, including a
sign which read: "From Craig,
Mont. Feed this mascot every
two days. He is fond of tin
cans and old shoes."
The burly expressman pried
off a board and revealed to the
astonished eyes of Mrs. Griffith
a fine Angora goat, fully equip
ped with curling horns and a
big league beard.
"Oh, what shall I do? Where
is Clark? The poor thing must
be hungry!" were some of the
exclamations which escaped
from the manager's wife, who
promptly dashed off to the kitch
en in search of something to
feed the animal. French fried
potatoes, roast duck and other
delicacies were offered the goat,
but he refused to eat. Finally
a copy of a Cincinnati paper
containing a flattering story of
Griff's work with the Beds was
handed to the Angora, who swal
lowed it with a relish.
Manager Griffith was soon In
formed of the arrival of the
goat and had a good hearty
laugh over the incident "Some
of the boys out on my ranch
probably sent it on for a joke.
The ouly thing I'm sore about
is the fact that I've got to pay
the express charges."
Arrangements have been made
to house the goat at the Wash-,
ington ball park for the winter.
'CHICK" EVANS BUSY GOLFER
Covers Most of United States and Some
of Europe In One Year.
Charles W. Evans, Jr., the well
known Chicago golf player, has-covered
much territory during this year.
Last winter he went from Chicago to
Atlanta and Pinehurst, then back to
Chicago, then to Scotland, England
and France; then back to the Essex
Country club, thence to Detroit, back
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Photo by American Press Association.
"CHICK" EVANS, CRACK CHICAGO UOLFER.
to Apawamis, on to Vermont a little
later at Trov, Buffalo and Pittsburgh.
This is believed to be the busiest
year of competition that any golfer in
history can boast of.
SUTTON TO PLAY HOPPE.
Chicago Man . to Try Again to Beat
Champion at 18.2 Balk Line.
Billiard followers were surprised at
the challenge of George Sutton of Chi
cago which almost immediately fol
lowed his defeat at the hands of Wil
liam F. Hoppe for the 18.2 balk line
championship. Many of them felt that
Sutton after his defeat In New York
recently was displaying a temerity that
was not supported by his skill in that
match.
Sutton and his admirers profess to
believe that Hoppe displayed signs of
a falling off In execution at the recent
meeting. The fact "that he played n
string of 500 points with an average of
only 22 16-22. with runs of 80, 75 and
52, they cite as evidence in support of
their theory. Sutton even in poor
form counted 26t points with an aver
ag of 12 2-22 and runs of 124. 38 and
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It has been arranged that the second
match will be decided in New York.
The date has not been set. but it will
probably be the latter part of January
or the first week in February.
' Malice and Superstition.
In the middle ages malice and super
stition found expression in the forma
tion of wax images of hated persons.
Into the bodies of which long pins were
stuck. It was confidently believed that
in that way deadly injury would be
done to the person represented. This
belief and practice continued down to
the seventeenth century.. The super
stition Indeed still holds its 'place In
the highlands of Scotland, "where,"
says a well Informed write, "within
the last few years a clay model of an
enemy was found in a stream, having
been placed there in the -belief that a?
the clay washed away so would the
health of the hated one decline."
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Kind to Fatner.
Dorothy (affectionately Father, you
wouldn't like me to leave you.would
you? Father (fondly) Indeed I would
not, my darling! Dorothy Then I'll
marry Mr. Lnmley. He Is willing to
live here! ' - -
- Called. ".'
"I asked the audience to lend me
their ears," said the verbose speaker,
"but In throe-quarters of an hour they
were dozing."
"I see,',' replied the financier. "They
called the loan." Washington Star.
Proplietic
Strokes
A Clock Whose Hands-Had
Not Moved For Years Sud
denly Strikes at Night
By F. A. MITCHEL ?
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In the Harz mountains stands the
castle of Wertheim, though it is now a
ruin. In the castle tower was a clock,
which was said to be one of the first
ever made. During the period when
the castle was last inhabited fhis clock
had long ceased to strike the hour. Its
clumsy frame was still perched away
up in the tower, so rusty that even a
strong man could not wind it even if,
the weights were removed. The old
baron remembered having heard it
strike when a child, but he was sixty
years old and the only one in the castle
or in the neighborhood who remember
ed the sound of its bell. But it was
even then like the death rattle In the
throat of a giant.
Since that day the staircase in the
tower ascending its four sides in fre
quent right angles some seventy feet
had completely rotted away, leaving
the clock on the strong floor that had
been built for it.
Baron Ludwig Wertheim was the
owner of the castle at the period of
this story. He had but one son. below
"THAT'B KOT MEWS TO MBl"
whom there was no male heir to the
title. Caspar was forty years old and
his wife thirty-eight, and they had no
children. This was a source of dis
tress to the old baron, realizing, as he
did, that with his son the title would
become extinct. Since it was one of
the oldest and most respected In the
land those living in the vicinity felt
the same regret.
One night when a bleak November
wind was blowing those asleep in the
castle and those at the base of the hill
were awakened by a strange sound, a
sound that thrilled theui and filled
them with wonder.. Tliey beard the
stroke of a tower clock. To those on
the hill it sounded close by. To those
at the bottom it seemed to come from
a distance. The only clock capable of
creating such strong vibrations within
a hundred miles was the one in the
tower of Wertheim castle.
And what a sound It was! Some
said that it seemed to them like the
distant boom of a gun on a sinking
ship, some that it was a knell, some
like the angelus that summons mor
tals to prayer. All agreed that It was
a dirge, and to 'all there were that
hoarse wheezing and creaking that
might be expected from" long disused
and rusty mechanism.
One, two, three! Then there was a
silence, while the listeners counted the
beating of their hearts, at the end of
which the strokes were resumed.
But what a difference 'between the'
first and last series of beats! Instead
of being funereal the second were joy
ous. Could those silvery tones come
from the old clock in the tower? And
yet what clock was there near by that
could be heard so distinct, so vivid?
None. One, two, three, four, five, six.
seven, eight, nine, ten! The strokes
were counted by every person in the
castle, beneath the castle and within
hearing distance of the castle. They
Kvere heard by persons living ten miles
way. These joyous strokes sounded
differently to different persons. To
some they were like the sound of wed
ding bells, to some the chimes of East
er, to others those which ring out at
a christening.
Of all who heard them the old baron
was the only one to interpret them.
He counted the first strokes and when
he heard the third knew that his broth
er, as he sometimes called the clock,
bad sent him a message. Then when
the ten strokes that followed ended he
jank into a restful slumber such as he
had not known for years. -.
"Tho next morning the castle yard
was filled with people looking up at
the tower and the clock above. There
was a babel of voices, some averring
that a trick bad been played upon
them by some mischievous person who
had climbed up to the clock and struck
the bell, that It was superstition or
imagination alone that led those who
heard the sounds to attribute to them
different intonations. One of these skep
tics entered the tower at the bottom
and looked up to determine if he could
see any evidence left above as to how
it could have been scaled. There was
nothing but the four Interior sides,
showing marks here and there of
where the staircase had been built
against them. But even this man beat
a hasty retreat, for while he. stood
gaping upward a piece of stone - Or
mortar fell from above, landing with
in a few feet of him. He was too
frightened to notice what it was," and
no one else" dared enter the tower.
Only the baron failed to discuss the
cause of the old clock suddenly re
suming the strokes that it had given
for 200 years and had ceased to give
for nearly' sixty. But it was noticed
that from -that memorable night be,
who had appeared youthful and vig
orous for his years, began to show
signs of decay. A cold storm in De
cember brought on a chill, from which
he emerged much weakened. In Feb
ruary he received a shock from which
it was evident he would not recover.
One day his son entered the room
where he lay with news that he hoped
might rouse his father to rally. He
announced that a child would be born
to the house of Wertheim.
"That is not news to me," said the
old man, and, turning over, fell into a
sleep. Hours after this his daughter-in-law
approached the old man's bed
to receive his congratulations. He was
still sleeping and so still that she be
came alarmed and called her husband.
The baron was dead.
A great concourse of people attend
ed the funeral of the man they loved
so well. It was held in the chapel of
the castle, and after the ceremony the
body was lowered into a vault under
the chapel floor. Then the throng,
having left many a garland on the re
placed marble slab, withdrew.
That night it was rather in the
small hours of the morning those
sleeping in the castle were awakened
by a crash so loud that it was heard,
like the mysterious sounds of the bell,
for miles around. No one got out of
bed to learn the cause of the noise; all
lay shivering with an unaccountable
dread. But with the first light of day
many jumped out of bed and, putting
on their clothes, went -out into the
court yard with a view to learning
what had disturbed their slumbers.
They huddled. together exchanging re
marks and looking about therJ to- see
if there was any evidence th:tt any
part of the old walls had faileu. But
the walls were the same as the nir;ht
before. Then one man went to the
clock tower and looked inside. lie s.".w
a heap of old. rusty iron and rotten
wood. It was the clock.
The event, happening the night of
the baron's funeral, strengthened the
position of those who had averred that
there was something more than human
In the mysterious strokes which had
been heard at the close of the previous
year. Might not they have foretold
the baron's death?
"How could that be." protested the
doubters, "since there were but three
strokes and the baron did not die for
four months?"
"Granted," was the reply. "But he
died in the third month of the year.
And, as to the clock, surely it gave
notice of its own as well as the baron's
death."
One thing puzzled all the fact that
the old man when his son announced
to him that a grandchild would be
born to him not only replied that it
was not news to him. but manifested
no interest that it might be a boy.
Most of them believed that, whatever
the message the clock had given, the
baron alone was accorded a power to
understand it.
In time it was announced that the
child would be born in October. Then
some one remembered that October
was the tenth month in the year and
that the cumber of the second series 'Of
strokes that had been given by the old
clock had been ten.
At this discovery nearly every one
who had doubted the supernatural be
havior of the clock gave, in, and those
who did not admitted that if Bar
on Ludwig's grandchild should be a
boy. they, too. would be converted. On
the 10th day of October a baby boy
came into the world, and not a soul
within the castle inclosure or among
the retainers living roundabout but
believed that the baron's "brother"
had foretold the day of his death; of
its own destruction, and that he would
be blessed by the birth of a male
child to perpetuate the family name
of which he was so proud. .
The astonishment at this prophetic
announcement was nothing to hat of
one who was In the secret of the mys
terious strokes. A young man with
a mania for climbing, by throwing a
looped rope over a projection of the
tower, had succeeded in getting up to
the clock and had made three sounds
with a piece of iron, which he follow
ed by ten more with a piece of wood.
So astounded was be with the coin
cidences which subsequently occurred
that he almost believed he had been
sent to the tower by some guardiap
spirit of the baron to make the an
nouncement to him of events that aft
erward occurred.- When the first
flush of wonder had died out the climb
er confessed that he had done the
striking. . Only a , few believed him.
and they accused him of witchcraft.
He left the place to save himself
from being burned alive and never re
turned. The child born at the time became
the father of many children, most of
them beys, and the title Is still in ex
istence. .
More Than Petit.
Madge He stole a kiss from me. Ma
belWell, that was only petit larceny.
Madge It wasn't; it was grand.
Large Wardrobe Necessary.
"My wife dresses according to the
weather." "My wife hasn't that many
gowns." Boston Transcript
Mogok Valley Rubies.
Ruby mines of the Mogok valley are
known to have been worked since the
year 1600. Just how old these mines
are nobody knows, for they have pro
duced practically all the rubies of an
cient and modern times.
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'PUPILS TAUGHT TO AID PARENTS
(Continued from page 1)
Pupils were given Ave minutes for
milking a cow, five minutes for light
ing a fire, five minutes for sleeping
in freah air, five minutes for taking
a bath, and so on through the long
list of common duties incident to
home-life and country. The rule of
the school is if any pupil who has
earned six hundred minutes may have
a holiday, at the discretion of the
teacher. If the pupil asks for a holi
day to use for some worthy cause the
teacher grant3 it providing it will
not interfer too much with his school
work. It is further provided that no
pupil may have more than one holi
day in twenty days.
Space will not permit my giving a
more detailed account of the plan.
I trust that enough has been given
to show the principle involved.
The teacher was subjecting to vol
ley after volley of questions from the
superintendents, but was able to
answer all of them with alacrity.
The chairman called upon the par
ents to. give their testimony as to
the success of the movement, I can
not write here all that was said, but
will give two as fair samples of all.
' One good motherly looking country
woman said "before this plan was
started I got up in the morning and
prepared breakfast for the family and
after -breakfast gave time to the prep
aration of the children for school.
Now, when morning comes the girls
insist upon my lying in bed so that
they may get breakfast. After break
fast they wash the dishes sweep
the kitchen, and do many other things
as well as make their own preparation
for school. I think the plan is a suc
cess. My only fear is that it will
make mo lazy." ,
One father said, "I have two boya
one in the High School and Jack,
here. It was as hard work to get
the older boy out In the morning a3
it was to do the chores, and as Jack
was too young to be compelled to do
the work, I let them both sleep while
I did it. Now, when the alarm sounds,
I hear Jack tumbling out of bed and
when I get up I find the fires burn
ing and the stock at the barn cared
for, so all I have to do is to look
happy, eat my breakfast, and go about
my business. Yes, it is a great suc
cess in our home."
At this point Superintendent Alder
NOT EXPENSIVE
Treatment at Hot Lake, including medical attention, board and
bsths, costs no more than you would pay to live at any first class
hotel. Rooms can be had rrom 75 cents to $2.50 per day. Meats
in the cafeteria are served from 20 cents up and in the grill at the
usual grill prices. Baths range from 50 cents to $1.00.
, We Do Cure Rheumatism
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HOT LAKE SANATORIUM
HOT LAKE, OREGON.
WALTER M. PIERCE. Pres.-Mgr.
man said, "Jack, stand, we want to
see you," and Jack, a bright, manly
appearing country boy of fourteen
years stood blushing, while we looked
our appreciation.
One man told of the many things
his daughter had done .whereupon, it
was suggested that, she might do so
much that her health would be in
danger. A pleasant smile flittered
across the face of the father as he
said, "daughter, stand and let these
men see if they think you are in
juring your health,"' a bright, buxom,
rosy-cheeked girl the very picture of
health and happiness arose while we
laughed and cheered.
To the question "does this work in
terfere with the work of the school?"
The teacher pointed to the record of
the school in a spelling contest that
is being conducted in this country
and read "100 per cent for this month,
981.2 per cent for that" and said, "no
I find that the"" children have taken
more interest in their school work
and. are making more progress than
before."
When alone, after tim for reflec
tion, I thought, "one swallow does not
make a summer" and one school does
not prove that this is a good plan.
In - Spring Valley the conditions are
ideal a board of directors who do
their duty, a citizenship that is far
above the average, girls and boys
from well-ordered homes of a prosper
ous people, a teacher who would suc
ceed anywhere with half a chance, a
wide awake, sympathetic county
school . superintendent, and yet I
thought if this is good for Spring Val
ley school might it not be a good
thing for all our schools. I have not
reached a conclusion, but have had
much food for thought, and am more
than pleased with my experience and
observation., -
What do you think about it, gentle
reader? Is it a passing fancy? A
fad, if you please? Or is it a means
for training boys and girls to habits
of industry and to a wholesome re
spect for honest toil? Will it bring
the home and the school into closer
relation? And will it cause the coun
try boys and girls to love their home3,
to love the country with its singing
birds its babbling brooks, its broad
fileds and slender hills?
I don't know, teach me?
Hot Lake Mineral Baths
and mud given under scien
tific direction have cured
thousands. Write for illus
trated booklet descriptive of
Hot Lake Sanatorium and
the methods employed. Hot
Lake Sanatorium is acces
sible as it is located direct
ly on the main line of the
O.-W. R. & N. railway, and
special excursion rates are
to be had at all times. ,Ask
agents.
GROWERS HOLD SPUDS
FOR HIGHER PRICES
While weather conditions have been
such that a fractional advance has
recently been forced in the jobbing
price, of potatoes the market in gen
eral is showing practically no im
provement. While plenty Qf business is availa
ble for the Oregon product, still the
prices asked are out of line with what
buyers are willing to offer. The re
sult is that Oregon potatoes are
scarcely showing any movement while
competitive markets have been sell
ing potatoes right along.
With its greatest crop available for
market, Idaho is now supplying th3
potato demand that was recently com
ing to Willamette Valley producers.
This change of buying base is due to
the willingness of Gem state grow
ers to sell the product at whatever
price buyers can be induced to offer.
Oregon growers continue to hold and
even though a better price was avail
able, it is not likely that any material
increase in the marketing would be
shown here.
As a rule those who retain best
quality potatoes in this section are
holding out for 2c a pound flat. Ac
cording to dealers, there is always
the possibility that an extreme value
will be received, but the probabilities
seem to be that the market will ease
oft after general marketing starts.
Only severe damage to the potatoes
being held in store is considered as
a factor toward a higher range than
at present.
Prevailing Oregon City prices are as
follows:
DRIEn FRUITS (Buying) Prunes
on basis of 6 1-4 pounds for 4 5-50 's.
Fruits, Vegetables.
HIDES (Buying) Green hides, 5c
to 6c; salters, 5 to 6c; dry hides, 12c
to 14c; sheep pelts, 25c to 75c each.
Hay, Grain, Feed.
HAY (Buying) Timothy, $12 to
$15; clover, $8 to $9; oat hay, best,
$9 to $10; mixed, $9 to $12; alfalfa,
$15 to $16.50.
OATS ( Buying) ;-Gray, $27 to $28;
wheat, $28 to $29; oil meal, $53;
Shady Brook dairy feed, $1.25 per 100
pounds.
FEEEV (Selling) Shorts, $26; roll
ed barley, $39; process barley, $40:
whole corn, $39; cracked corn. -$40;
bran $25.
FLOUR $4.50 to $5.25.
Butter, Poultry, Eggs.
POULTRY (Buying) Heus, 10c to
11c; spring, 10 to 11c, and roosters,
8c.
Butter (Buying) Ordinary coun
try butter, 25c to 30c; fancy dairy,
40c.
EGGS Oregon ranch egg3, 35c to
37 l-2c.
SACK VEGETABLES Carrots,
$1.25 to $1.50 per sack; parsnips,
$1.25 to $1.50; turnips, $1.25 to $1.50;
beets, $1.50.
POTATOES Best buying 85c to
$1 per hundred.
ONIONS Oregon, $1.25 to $1.50 per
hundred; Australian, $2 per huTidred.
, Lvestock, Meats.
BEEF (Live weight) Steers, 5c
and 5 1-2; cows, 4 l-2c; bulls, 3 l-2c
VEAL Calves bring from 8c to
13c, according to grade.
MUTTON Sheep, 3c and 3 l-2c;
lambs, 4c and 5c.
HOGS 125 to 140 pound hogs, 10c
and lie; 140 to 200 pounds, 10c and
10 l-2.
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