The Oregon daily journal. (Portland, Or.) 1902-1972, November 17, 1921, Page 21, Image 21

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    THURSDAY, NOVEMBER
TPAEIlhufn4 Into the ritUnt room,
him arme tilled with books, travel
folder and time Ublea. He damped
them onto the Uble and returning- to the
front door carefully locked It, after
which he made a round of the windows
InepecOnt- each catch to see that It waa
fastened.
"What on earth are you op to nowT"
Ma demanded In a tone of surprise as
her helpmate returned a moment later
armed with his ancient muiile loader,
"I don't want that thin eo close to the
fire," ah Instated earnestly,
Tou'va get to keep your powder dry
the nights." t. Paer remarked grimly,
ai he leaned his ancient armament
acalnat the end of the mantel shelf.
"You never know when you're goia to
be caUed on to defend yourself."
"What's got Into you?" Ma persisted.
"Have you gone batty or anything?"
Nothtn's got Into, me." T. Paer au
wered shortly, "'nd what's more, I
don't Intend for anybody to get any
thin out of me neither."
"What's all this bolting up buaineaa
forT" Ma questioned. "If anybody d
oom they'd think we was trying to hide
from the police the way you've locked
things up."
"No they wouldn't, not If they wasn't
bllmpy." T. Paer grunted. "It ain't
necessary to. hide from the cope. They
couldn't find you If you didn't"
"Who are you scalred of then?" Ma
asked sarcastically, "you're acting like
a dime novel."
"I'm not scairt of anybody," T. Paer
told her, "but It s gettln' so's If a man
doesn't fortify his house sotnebodyu
come in 'nd walk off with the inaides
of It."
"Isn't It getting to be awful?" Ma
conceded. "It's so you don't dare to go
out, 'nd you're afraid to stay home for
fear they'll chloroform you 'nd rob you
while you're asleep."
"It.' gettln' too much for me," T.
Paer confessed as he opened an atlas
and turned to Borneo. ' I'm goln' to
hunt a safer place to live In."
"Where do you think you'll find It?"
Ma asked curiously. "Not back there
whfre they have wild men 'nd head
hunters 'nd things like that I hope."
"I don't knows I ever heard of any
suitomoblle bandits in Borneo," T. Paer
At Last Blacky Is Sore
By Thornton W. Barrets
Vhut for eiwthtr ranquen fir
U trail brT it U moat clew.
TT WAS late In the afternoon, and
Blacky the Crow was on his way to
uie ureen rorest. as usual, he went
round by the Big River to see if that
man was scattering corn for the Ducks,
He wasn't there. No one was to be seen
iong me Dana or tne Big Kiver.
"If. llAJin't nmj truimv t lu fi jmj
early and has left." thought Blacky.
Then his sharp eyes caught sight of
something that made him turn aside and
make straight for a certain tree, from
the top of. which he could see all that
went on for a long distance. What was
It Blacky saw? It was a boat coming
down the Big River.
Blacky sat still and watched. Pres
ently the boat turned in among the
rushes and a moment later a man
stepped out on the shore. It was the
me man Blacky had watched scat
ter corn In the rushes every day for
a work. There wasn't the least doubt
about It. It was the same man.
"I la, ha" exclaimed Blacky, and near
ly lout his balance In his excitement
"Ma, ha It Is Jimt as I thought" You
see, Blackjr'fl sharp eyes had seen that
the man was Carrying something and
that something was a gun. a terrible
gun. Blacky knows a terrible gun as
far as he can ere It
The hunter, for of course that is what
he was. tramped along the shore until
he reached the buehes which Blacky had
nol iced close to the water and which he
knew had not grown there. The hunter
looked out over the Big River. Then he
walked along where he had scattered
corn the day before. Not a grain was to
be seen. This seemed to please him.
Then ha went back to the bushes and
at down on a log behind them, his
terrible gun across his knes.
"I was mire-of it." muttered Blacky,
"lie is going to wait there for those
Ducks to come In, and then something
dreadful will happen. What terrible
. creatures these hunters are. They don't
know what toirneaa is. No. sir, they
don't know what fairness Is. He has put
food there day after day, where Dusky
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answered. Jl ain't heard of 'em Btealln
girls right offn the main street 'nd
not gettln' caught at it. I'd Just as lief
take my chances with the wild man aa
what's running loose 'nd wild round this
burg." '
"Well,- Ma mused, n don't 'epos
they's as many -wild men loose In Bor
neo aa they's holdup men in Portland
at that"
"It wouldn't make any difference if
they was." T. Paer answered, "they're
all lookln' for a Job with a circus 'nd
ain't tryin to swipe the family tea
spoona" "But It's awful hot In Borneo." Ma re
flected, "I don't think I'd like to move
there; not until we're sure the police
won't catch a few of these fellahs here
in Portland."
"If that's what you're waiting for
you'd Just as well start packln' up"," T.
Paer said. "Far's I'm concerned I'd
rather sweat hot in that country than
cold every time I meet a fellah on the
corner after dark here."
"But," Ma questioned uneasily, "don't
you expect that they'll catch some of
'em some night 'nd scare the rest of
'em away?"
"Maybe some fellah'll wing one of
'em while he's be In" held up or burgled,"
T. Paer answered hopefully. "If he
dees 'nd the bandit bleeds bad enough
some cop might run him down, 'specially
if he faints from loss of blood."
"But they all rob in automobiles,"
Ma objected, "they wouldn't leave no
trail."
"Sometime one of 'em'H ekid goln
'round a comer 'nd bust a wheel," T.
Paer said, " 'nd then maybe he'll be
knocked out for a half hour or eo 'nd
they can pinch him before he comes to."
"But they work so far away from the
police station,". Ma observed doubtfully.
"Do you 'Bpoae the police'd be able to
get there before the burglar woke up?"
"Maybe," T. Paer said. "If he had a
fracture on his bean 'nd was put out
good "nd hard."
"It does seem as though they ought
to catch a few of 'em," Ma shuddered.
"It's gettln' so I can't" go to the Circle
without be in' scared to death all the
time."
"It looks to me," T., Paer muttered,
"like we'll have to ship to Borneo If we
want to sleep In peace."
the Black Duck and his fwir
be sure to find iL
they have become so sure that there is
no danger there that they are no longer
suspicious. He knows they will feel so
sure that all is safe that they will come
in without looking for danger. Then he
will fire that terrible gun and kill them
without giving them any chance at alt
"Reddy Fox is a sly, clever hunter,
but he wouldn't do a thing like that
What waa It Blacky saw? It was a
boat coming down the Big River.
Neither would Old Man Coyote or any
body' else who wears fur or feathers.
They might hide and try to catch some
one by surprise. That is all right be
causo each of us is supposed to be on
the watch for things of that sort Oh,
dear, what's to be done? It is time I
was getting homei to the Green Forest
The Black Shadows will soon come
creeping out from the Purple Hills and
I must be safe in my hemlock tree by
then. I would be scared to death to be
out after dark. Yet those Ducks ought
to he warned. Oh. dear, what shall I
GOT
Blacky peered over at the Green For-
m "i? uV,!n Zver towar1 the Purple
Hills, behind which Jolly, round red Mr
Sun would go to bed very shortly He
shivered aa h
Shadows that soon would come swiftly
out from the Purple Hills across the Big
Vtr.vn(i OVer Green Meadows,
with them might come Hooty the OwL
and Hooty wouldn't object in the least
to a Crow dinner. He wished he was In
ii He"Jock trM that very minute. i
Then Blacky looked at the hunter with
.-JfT"1 un nd ttousbt of what
might happen, what would be almost
sure to happen, unless those Ducks were
Z', "in walt " while IcUe
muttered Blacky, and tried to feel
brave Bat Instead ho ehivered.
(Ooprriaht, 121. by T. W. Burlaw)
The next story
Happy." -Blacky Goes Home
Columbia Toll Span
Measure Introduced;
Chrome Bill Passes
Washington. Nov. 17. (WASHING
TON BUREAU OF THE JOURNAL.)-
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tend further relief to producers ol
Chrome anil nK i
. tor war pur
pose which will authorise reimburse-
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ed. RepresentaUve Slnnott today intro
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Dallea-Oregon-Washinston ToU Brldre
to.cowtruct a bridge over the
Columbia river Ave milea above The
, N" R,Brook Goldendale!
waah, la president of the company.
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mander; Lynn Bohnenkamp, adjutant
TrJ H'-J ; David
Stoddard, chaplain ; R. Currey. hlatorianl
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