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i; ' f , ' ' ; - - : WEDNESDAY' FEBRUARY 1, 1822. THE OREGON DAILY JOURNAL, PORTLAND, " OREGON. 13 i .RAIft WATSON : rp PAEH, eurtedup by ths fire.; was It amoklnor hla eveninr nina In oulet and content, regardless of the morrow. J T you know what time that j train ceeaT Ma asked,, breaking- In upOn his "reveries ' abruptly. "If you don't, you'd better find out right away, before the office closes." j "You must think you're Ttvin' In Zena," fT. Paer answered, langruldly ; "the office fon't close In a big; town like this." . Jt don't make no difference," Ma fe itorted. "I want to know how soon I've Iffot to get up before I go to bed." l "I know you're always doln' things backward, T. Paer yawned. 1 "But :, blamed If I see how you're go in' to get -iud before vou ro to bed." r "Sla nn all fllrht lllr mi AA loaf -Saturday," Ma snapped, wttheringly. "It seems to be a easy enough thing for you ftodo."' i "Now, what's the use of arguin' that iover again?" T. Paer pleaded, unhappily. "Just because yon went to sleep on the "sofa; 'nd didn't wake up till I was startln' L to 'build the fire In the furnace ain't no sirn i was out an might." - - "It may not b no sign, but It's a Jmlghty' convincing circumstance," Ma 'sniffed. "You woke tne up opening the IJfront door, nd you know you did." "I ain't denyin' It," T. Paer argued, heatedly, "but I was goln' out, riot eom- J "Ooln' out,"t Ma scoffed. "What'd you be. rain' nnt tnr VA II Vo In Vnnwi" " 7 To get the paper," T. Paer answered. , triumphantly. . "You know I always read ll while the lire s gettln' started. " "Vo you generally take off your shoos to get the paperr Ma asked. 'defiantly. "Ts'd wear your overcoat, nd your hat, 'nd everything-?" "I .was afraid the dor"d blow shut, like ',t It did when I only had my nlghtiirt on." iT. Paer explained, earnestly. "Besides, Olt was a. awful cold mornln'." . "I know It was," Ma answered, rem , tnlscently. "Your shoes was all covered with snow. . 1 weii. t. rarr said, desperately. riwhat's the use of startln' It all over j again r I "I didn't." Ma assured him. grimly. "WKa .... as, .. I I a i m iidn;tr ' ! 7 "I never said nothln' about Saturday night," T. Paer pointed out succinctly. "You said it." "Don't kid a kidder. If you don't want to get kidded." Ma retorted, grimly. "It seems to me it's up to you to mind your P" 'nd Q's for a week or so." "For a week or so !" T. Paer groaned. "How can you say that, when I been married darned near 40 years?" - "I'm sorry the time passes so slow," Ma said, ominously. "Maybe, it's be cause it takes you so long to get home every night" "There you go," T. Paer moaned, "startln' off on a new tack." "Or maybe," Ma suggested, "you think you're so set In your ways It ain't pos sible for you to change 'em." "Set in my ways !" T. Paer exploded. "How the devil cao. a fellah get set In hlg ways when he keeps tryin' every day to do what a woman wants him to?" "He mighten't if he did anything 'but try," Ma replied. "But I lived 40 years In Just last Saturday night" "I can't believe it," T. Paer insisted. "If. you'd snored that way for more'n eight hours? you couldn't 've talked for a week." "You're a nice one," Ma answered, icily, "talkin' about snoring !" "It ain't because my Jaws get so tired durln' the day," T. Paer explained. "I I. got adenoid." thing inside your skull but bone." "That train goes at 6 :15 sharp a. m.,' T. Paer announced, doggedly. "If that's what you want to know ; 'nd it'll take us a hour 'nd more to get to the depot" "Merciful goodness, 'nd It's after nine rlcht this minlt." Ma explained. "Why didn't you tell me. so I could go to bed early T "You interrupted me." T. Paer com plained. "I'd told you a hour ago if I'd a been able. Tfou lock up nd scoot!" Ma com manded. "I don't want to be woke up out i. my rirst sleep. "Wind the alarm while I do It then. i. -aer caiiea arter ni retreating spouse. "By golly," he muttered to him seir, as he turned out the light, "'nd to think I've been cussin' the railroad for etartjn' Its trains before daylight." Weather Moderates East of Mountains; Snow Is Promised The Dalles, Feb. L - Following a minimum of four degrees above zero, early Tuesday, tlxe mercury crawled up to 32 in the afternoon, but was again rapidly dropping Tuesday. Cloudy weather, however, indicates the proba bility of more snow. Injured Hand When Saught by Press The Dalles, Feb. X. The right band of Howard McNeil, pressman at the Optimist Publishing "cpmpany here, was crushed in a press Tuesday. He was j-orki-ng alone in the shop at the time ana alter lauurmg w uiki uie in jured member from the press, gained the street, where he latated, ' and at tracted the attention of a passerby. He was taken to the hospital. McNeil was graduated from the printing department of the local high scnooi last jure. atamutouii umitnttsf uwtiniBmntnuiwaiwetBWtuD tBtntutnmma I HER OWN WRY: BsSSE 1 iassnasitmniiHiiiiinwssMiH CHAPTER XV. . She hardly recognised herself In this ICapTTitht. 121. by Star Ownpany.) mood. She forgot the past; sbe existed his she HEW Lather Willard offered cigarettes to Helen Gorman hesitated for only an instant. She aware that her companions were watch ing her. "Thanks." she said, nonchalantly. She put a cigarette between her lips nd lighted it from a match that, An drews held toward her. "Do yon inhale?" he asked. "Inhale !" she repeated. "I don't know. I never smoked before." "Some sport," Willard laughed. "I thought yon had hot smoked be fore." Andrews commented. "why?" she demanded. "An I so awkward about it?" In I s not reol 'Not at alt Only you do not rook Ukea girl who is in the habit of smokl 1M BEAS05 "WHY- inc.' "Don't nice girls smoke?" she queried. "Almost all the girls I am acquainted with do," he said. "But somehow I thought you were different" "SlatesvllleT" she teased, fl- ihlng a mischievous glance at him, only In the present. In which: she was playing a part She meant to play it well. "Perhaps it was SlatesvUle, but X think It was you," he answered. : "In your mind SlatesvUle and X seem to be inseparable," she retorted. "Stop quarreling, you two!" Elisabeth commanded. "What's the matter with you. Tommy? Ton pick on poor Nell all the time. Let her alone! She shall do as she pleases." ; "That's all I want her to do," the young physician declared. "Not what she thinks others expect her to do." "Do not trouble yourself on that score." Helen advised. "I am not so easily influenced.' "I am glad you are not," he said. enigmatically. Then as the others chatted merrily, abe listened to them and stared about her. AtXintervals she would put her cbrarette to her lips and draw a' little breath, trying not to taste the tobacco. for it burned the Up' of her tongue. , The smoke, too, caused the tears to start to her eyes. '. -' 't, She was not accustomed to tobacco smoke. Xjntil she came to live with Elizabeth she had never sat for any length of time in the room where any one was smoking. ; "What are you thinking of?" ehe asked Willard suddenly, conscious that his eyes were fixed upon her. "Do you really want to know?" "Of course I do." "Well, then, I was watching you and thinking how few women smoke as men do as if they were used to It" "But I am not used to It," she said. "I Just told you I was not" "1 know you did. ' And. such being' the case. I wonder why you start in at it" "Why do-men do IVT Ellsabe'th Inter posed. "There Is no more reason for their smoking than for women smoking.1 "Not a bit more reason, in the begin ning," Willard agreed. "They start the habit when they are young to show that they are gi own-up, perhaps," or, more often, to copy older men. Then they get to liking It I suppose girls begin for the same' purpose to show that they have right to smoke. Then they, too, get to liking It But, as X have before Inti mated, nine women out of ten smoke self-consciously. "I suppose I should feel crusbed by that comment," - Elisabeth Mayo re marked. "But I don't" ""No, you smile rather as if you en- Joyed it but yon' have been on friendly terms with cigarettes for a long tune. Nevertheless, X bet that whenever you light a cigarette In public you are .con scious thai yon are doing so and that someone is watcning you just as buss Gorman is, be added. HOPE FOB THE TTTTCBE ' . " "I &m conscious of It now, Helen ad mitted. "But later I , shall learn to do tho thing better.'-. r- - ; . - "Whvt" ' " " - -: ,v The question escaped - Andrews -Invol untarily and he supplemented it wits, "I beg your pardon." - f ; The orchestra was playing . one-step, and, as If to cover his mistake, Andrews held his hand out to Helen. "Will you dance with me. Miss Gor man?" he asked. r - -I never danced In a restaurant" she answered frankly. "I would rather wait until Elisabeth had danced." ! -Very wett,- "He turned to Elixabettu, W10 you honor met . . "Certainly," she smiled, . j As the pair moved off Luther "WnJanS( and Helen Gorman watched them in silenoe.: Helen could not know her com panion's thoughts. Her own. mind wa dissecting bits .of conversation that hal Piqued her. She was with: these peoplo, but not of them. ; She .was an outsider Even Andrews, who, 'she fancied, liked her, treated her like a child. She wa resolved not to stay in that position. So when, flvs minutes-later, Andrew having returned to the table with Klixa- . beth, asked Helen to dance, she dropped;, bcr cigarette into her coffee cup. and lea him lead her out upon the floor. , - (To be continued tomorrow.) - Four Finish High But Not Graduated The Dalles, Feb. X. Four students completed their high school studies here Tuesday, according W K. L. Kirk, super- intendent but they will not be gradu ated until the entire class leaves school in June. There are 41 members of the senior class at present Kirk said. The : four who are through now are : - Ivan Decker. Don Wilson. Wayne Wright and Luclie Nichols. ' I " BRINGING UP FATHER By George McManus , . I Prickly Porky Ixmws 11 in Contentment I Hy Thornton W. H arret r Contentment 1a a tt of mtnd ' a you la time wtU Mirrljr find. j l'rirkij Porkj. ' TN THE top of an apple tree in the Old I A Orchard IrJckly Porky' the Porcupine I spent the' night In perfect contentment 1 Not a single worry entered his mind, j The buds and the tender twigs and the bark of the larger brahohes were . very much to his liking. Not far away was , Farmer Brown's barn, under which was quite the nicest place in which to sleep l in comfort and peace he had ever known. Prickly Porky had back to the barn intended to aro t daylight, but he , lit laxyiby nature and -seldom moves i about, unless, he must; 41e,'wa8 very 1 comfortable up in that appW tree, and so contented that he decided to stay right-there. Prickly Porky can Bleep In a tree aulte as well as elsewhere, so Instead of doing back under the barn he remained tight where he was. and there I -M1 ,h-,l.- ' . i.,,,, ! Farmer-Browns,-Boy diaxed, htm. prKly nulwnee!' For' a few tnlhutes Farmer Brown's Boy 1 was angry through,, and ! through. "Ton see, the Instant h looked up in that tree be saw the damage that Prickly Porky had done. He saw the white woodlof the larger branches wtolfh Prickly rorjty had stripped of bark, and he -saw whete Prickly Porky had bitten off the small twigs. A great deal 'of damage had been done to the trees W the great ice storm, and now, to find still . more damage, and that done by one whom he had fed When no food was to be found elsewhere, was a little too much to bear patiently. "HI,- thereL you prickly nuisance !" yelled Farmer Brown's Boy, and he threw a stick up at Prickly Porky. "Get out of there ! I have a great mind to ret my gun and put an end to you." Whix 1 went another . stick and Btruck cloae to P,rtckly Porky. He merely grunted and) looked 'down at Former Brown's Boy with dun eyes In which only surprise appeared. But he stayed right there.. I Yes. sir. he stayed right there. He merely whined fretfully, lie was sleepy and he didn't like being dis turbed. And he couldn't understand why he should be treated so. -; Whlx ! came another stick, and an other, and another. On of them hit XTlckly Porky. Instead of coming down he tried te climb a little higher. Me didn't understand the two-legged crea ture yelling at him down below. He didn't understand It at alt It was the same one who had fed hlmwhlle the ice lasted, and he couldn't understand why now he appeared to be an enemy. Now, Farmer Brown's Boy is very just Having given away to his anger by. throwing sticks at Prickly Porky, and found it quite useless. Ire began to cool down a little. Right then he began to think? And when he did that all hla anger vanished. Tou see, he knew that of course. Prickly Porky didn't know that he was in mischief. He knew that to Prickly pork a tree was Just a tree, and rner'efore food, and that ho knew no reason why he shouldn't strip bark from a tree In the Old Orchard just as he did from the trees in the Grwen Forest "Of course, you don't know any bet ter, so'I shouldn't ,tlame yon. Mr. Quill Pig," said he, an he stared up at Pnekly Forky and tried to think of a way to make him come down. "But I can't let you stay up there. I've got to gt you down and back to the Green Forest. You don't belong her.-, you know. It takes too long for apple trees to grow to allow a Porcupine to' kill ihem, and if you should spend the rest of the win ter In the Old Orchard I am afraid we wouldn't have many trees alive by spring. You certainly are in miachief this time, old fellow. You certainly are la mischief. If you won't come down of your own accord, I've got to climb up and make you." Farmer Brown's Boy got a stout stick and began to climb the tree, (Onpyrieht, 19:2, by T. W. Bnrrem) The next story : comes Peeved." 'Prickly Porky Be- Pioneer Who Built First Woolen Mill Buried at Ashland .'Ashland, Feb. 1. Funeral services were held Tuesday for James Thornton, agfcd 94 years, a pioneer of Southern Oregon. Thornton came to the Rogue IUver valley in 1S60. He established the first woolen mills In the state. lie ' owned and operated the old toll, road over the Siskiyou mountains. After -disposing of bis milling Interests - he again took up the farm and orchard Industry In Ashland vicinity. For a number ef years he has been retired from active business. lie Is survived by the following chil dren: Mrs. Ellen Garrett Mrs. Laura B. WiUey. S.. F. Thornton. J. Edward FUNERAL COMPLETE oasavT, two asros. Ml ASS, SMSALMiaj. OWTSlOg p X. ( MASKt. rUHIRAt SJO. nets, ssaasar atovta, usg OF OMAPEL t S.I5 Miller &Tracey WASMiaajToai t cuji wisj mi, 11144 Thornton, all of Ashland : Henry Thorn ton tf Persist. O. A. Thornton of Gre sham, and Mrs. HatUe Hayes of Port land. His son. J. Edward Thornton, is secretary of the Elks lodge at Ashland, Walla Walla High Enrollment Gains "Waila Walla, Wash.. Feb. 1. Enroll ment In the Walla Walla high school In creased 100 pupils at the beginning of the second semester Monday, according td figures furnished by W. A. Laeey, principal. Kvery mid-year graduate of the grade schools is continuing school work by entering the high school. The total enrollment in the high school here now Is approximately 1200. Walla Walla Asks Call From Harding rr" "TnJla. Wash, Feb. L Presi dent Harding, who will stop in the state of Waahington next summer while en rotate to Alaska, will visit Walla Walla It an invitation extended to him by the Walla Walla county Republican central committee Is accepted. The committee Tuesday wired Congressman Summers, urging that the president stop here while in the stats. Fatally Hurt When Cutting Down Tree Jtowport. Feb." X. J. W. Robertson, who lived one mils east of Toledo, died Tuesday of Injuries . suffered Monday afternoon while fellta a tree. It is re ported that la felling the tree the r bound- struck tlie blade of his axe, driv . (Bcdatmd TJ. B- Paten Offloa. ' - X , ' ! rr 1 LOAFER-1 ( fEt SH' tTt A QH! OH: PHONE ( V 1 1 1 i'S I J? P L ' 1 XOO VT'CKi I'VE SPRAINED MV VOHOER "YOU U-L e-0 THr nofTOR HELLO -VILI- RHT HER ANKLE 1M A FEW K AROUND- S . -,1 . J flOUR ARM THROW- ' rllr'1 t OVE-OSrTriCH VCLL UPtn I ,n 9 vqm' 1 N:J S WE A fl TT BROKEN! .V vrt v WtnEWWtJ 2 WJ CR 1 ll P . W : Bjop l922 ,MTH" FtTURE SEnvica. Inc. 22 KRAZY KAT (Comrricat. 1922. t Barrica. Inc.) Vatora No Business (Ah, how t wfc.Srwi? rid DAY ? 4 L Ba B-L V y&)k - t toir to fSUE T5 R?r Tw?r nV5CA ( f FfcUCV : &Wr sup Vou V-N-- ii ABIE THE AGENT tCopvrisbi. 1922. 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