MONDAY, JULY 11,
THE OREGON DAILY JOURNAL, PORTLAND, OREGON
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fully poured an evil smelling liquid
into a gaping hole left in the front lawn
by an enemy mole.' A. square Jawed
female, sweat beading her brow, yawed
around the corner and bore down upon
him, her ground (rippers flapping on
the sidewalk aggressively.
What' re you doing this time?" Polly
Tlcian asked curiously as she hove to
and began to swab her visage with a
large, moist, masculine Handkerchief.
"I'm passin' the Knor peace resolu
tion," T. Paer grumbled without looking
up. "I thought this blamed mole'd took
his vacation but it seems like he ain't."
"What do you call it that for?" Polly
asked suspiciously. "Are you kidding
me?
"Nobodyd try to kid you unless he was
near slanted." T. Paer answered, after
i trivine her a fleeting once over. "I call it
that 'because It's the most appropriate
name I can think of."
"Why?" Polly insisted. "I don't get the
simile."
"Because." T. Paer explained, "the
more you use of it' the less peace you've
got.
"The Knox resolution has been signed
nd we're at peace with Germany," Polly
stated firmly, "what more do you want?"
"Mer T. Paer asked. "NothinV he
answered. "But you know," he added,
"This here stuff reminds me of what
you.got every time I pour it in a mole
hoW."
"How?" Polly asked, and waited poised
for verbal combat.
"WelU' T. Paer grinned, "you folks've
been holVsrin" all the time about what
wonderful things that Knox resolution
do if it was passed."
-Yes?" Polly admitted, with a rising
inflection. "What of it?"
" 'Nd the people that make this dope've
been tellin' what wonderful thing'll hap
pen to the mole if you pour some of
it into the hole it's dug." T. Paer
finished.
"I don't follow you," Tolly said. I
ain't no riddle guesser."
"It ain't no riddle," T. Paer told her.
"After you spend your money 'nd fuss
around "nd dump a lot of this dope ac
cording to directions 'nd inhale a lot of
its stink the mole iust keeps on diggin'
nd all you get's a bad smell "nd a crick
n your back."
"But what's that got to do with the
Knox resolution V Polly asked. "It's in
effect, ain't it?"
"Just about like this stuff." T. Paer
chuckled. "After all the advertisement
you folks've give it the only way any
body can tell it's passed is t.ith their
political noses."
"Too wait no see," t-ony wmsw
Harding and Hughes'll draw up a treaty
that'll be a hummer and
Who'll sign It?" T. Paer ii. rrupted
and completed. "After we've went into
the scrap with "ngland 'nd r ranee an
Belgium we can't frame up anything
they don't want us to 'nd be on the
square, can we"
"We don't have to," Polly contended.
'When we get one that suits us itH suit
them too."
They've already signed one that raits
em. T. Paer replied, '"nd Germany's
agreed to It 'nd there you are.
We don't have to swallow what way
want just because they want us to,"
Pqlly argued. "They ain't nothing to
prevent us making toe una ox a treaty
that we think's best for us."
"Maybe not." T. Paer answered, "but
we've been nolle rin' a lot because Eng
land 'nd the Jane've made a treaty we
did'nt like 'nd because the Japs want
Yap 'nd a few things like that."
"They haven't any right to make
treaty that'? against our Interests and
not say anything to us about it," Polly
contended. "We've got an interest in
those things and a right to Insist that
they consult us about them.
Sure," T. Paer admitted, "But what
about them havin' an interest in what
we frame up without asktn' them about
It?"
"Nobody can do nothing to suit you.
Polly flared. "It's a whole lot easier to
knock than to boost."
"That's what X kept thinkin' all the
time Lodge 'nd Poindexter 'nd Harding
'nd all the rest of 'em kept lambeatin'
Wilson 'nd the Versailles treaty.'' T
Paer retorted. " "nd now," he grinned.
"you folks've got yourself all sewed up
with the same twine."
"I don't see why." Polly countered.
"Now that we've declared peace all we've
got to do's to fix up a treaty and get it
signed."
"Easy enough." T. Paer chortled, "nd
if you don't out in It what's in the
Versailles treaty the allies won't let Ger
many sign it 'nd then what're you goin'
to do?"
"I'd like to see 'em butt in," Polly
declared belligerently, "If they'd try that
there'd be some row. believe me.
Well," T. Paer asked, guilelessly, "If
they's a row kicked up between us 'nd
the Allies this dope's just like the Knox
resolution, ain't it?"
-Why?-' Polly asked.
"Because," T. Paer answered, "while
we're gettin' the smell out of our noses
the mole'll dig In 'nd get away from us."
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-What Happened to Redhead
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r1 didn't take Farmer Brown's Boy
long to find out that something: as
x rong, very wrongr with one of Red
head's B3. He understood then Why
Redhead 5Jt bsefT B the grouisdi Very
gently he; tjjjpk Redhead from the trunk
of the tree to which he was clinging.
Then he sat down and examined that
poor, hurt, wing.
With gentle fingers he felt that wing
all over to find out tf any bones were
broken. Redhead, not understanding,
pecked at his hand once or twice. The
anxious look cleared from the face of
Farmer Brown's boy as he finished feel
ing of that wing. -It is all whole. That
Is, there are no broken bones," he de
clared. "The skin is torn and I wouldn't
be surprised it you have strained the
muscles a little. You've broken some of
your flight feathers and that Is the rea
son you cannot fly. But all you need Is
plenty of food and a safe place In which
to remain quiet. Then, after a while, you
will be as good as ever."
Then began, the strangest happenings
In all the life of Redhead the Wood
pecker. Farmer Brown's Boy took him
into the house. Of course. Redhead never
had been inside that kind of a house be
fore. It frightened him. It frightened him
very much. But at the same time his
bright eyes didn't miss a single thing.
If ever he should be free and well again,
what a wonderful story he would have
to ten Mrs. Redhead and the other birds
"They won't believe It They won't be
lieve a word of It," thought he. "I won
der what Farmer Brown's Boy is going
to do to me now."
What Farmer Brown's Boy did do was
to gently bathe that hurt wing to make
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sure that no dirt was left In the wounds.
It felt so good that Redhead didn't once
peck at those hands, and somehow be
gradually lost all fear of Farmer
Brown's Boy. Queer things were hap
pening to him, but he couldn't help but
feel that all was for the best and would
be all right In the end.
Farmer Brown's Boy took him out to
the barn and put him In a box. Then for
quite a while. Redhead heard Farmer
Brown's Boy very busy about something.
sawing, hammering and all the time
whistling. But Redhead couldn't i
what was being done.
At last the noise of the sawing had
hammering ceased and Farmer Brown's
Boy's freckled face appeared above the
edae of the box. It was a smiling, pleas
ant face. Gently Redhead was lifted out
of that box and carried to another. It
was one with wire across one aide of it
Inside was a piece of old dead tree
trunk", a piece with a hole in it In fact
It had one time been Redhead's own
home. He and Mrs. Redhead had made
that very hole and cut Out the hollow It
opened Into.
Farmer Brown's Boy put Redhead on
that bit of tree trunk. Then he closed
the wire door of that box. Redhead was
In prison, though at the time he didn't
know it.
"There," said Farmer Brown's Boy.
"You are a prisoner, but it will be only
until you are well and strong enough to
go free. Then back yon shall go to the
Old Orchard. But for the present this is
the only safe place I can think of for
you. Now, try and be happy."
So It was that Redhead' the Wood
pecker came to live at Farmer Brown's.
Such good living as he had! It seemed
as If Mrs. Brown or Farmer Brown's
Boy was forever trying to tempt his ap
petite At first he didn't mind being shut
up. But as he grew stronger be wanted
to be free. All the kindness in the world
ouldn t make up for lose of freedom.
"very day Farmer Brown's Boy looked
at that wing.
Then one never-to-be-forgotten day he
took Redhead out and placed him on
fence poet. For a minute or two Redhead
was afraid to try his wings. Then care
fully he did try them. The hurt one was
well ! With a glad cry he flew over to his
home in an apple tree. 'Well." said Mrs.
Redhead, rather sharply, "it is time you
came home to help tat ears of your
family."
(Oawrisht. isi. by T. W. Bsawav)
Hot Lake Arrivals
Hot Lake, Or.. July 11. Arrivals at
Hot Lake sanatorium Friday were: W.
F. Alexander. Santa Marts, Cel.; I
S. M. Low. Twin Falls. Idaho; Dr. K.
Frederick, Fomeroy, Wash.; Mettle
Imbter. Portland ; Mrs. H. J. Baker.
Florence Baker. Prosper. Or. ; L. G
Terry. La Grande ; Mrs. Ellen Hughes,
Sookane ; Mrs. J. Prlnslng. Nam pa
Charles C. Crawford. O. W. Alien,
Boise.
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