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PAGE FOUR Tha OREGON STATESaiAN.' Salcn, Oregon, Thursday Morning, December 18, 1930 No Favor Sicy Us; No Fear Shatt Atoe" -From First Statesman, March 28, 1831 THE STATESMAN PUBLISHING jcO. Charles A. Sfracue, Sheldon F. Sackctt, PnllMert Charles A. SntACUE - - - Editor-M onager Sheldon F. Sacxett - ;- - - Managing Editor . Member of the Associated Press '.''.' Tha Aaaoriated Prw Is xelmriTHy entitled to th iu for pubtfc--tioa of all mvi dispatches credited to it or not otherwise credited la this paper. . ' ; ? ' '. ? ' s Pacific Coast Advertising Representatives: , Arthur W. Stypea, Ilk , Portland, sctirity Bids. Baa Franrtaro. Sharon Bld ; l.a Anrl Pac. Bid. - Eastern -Advertising Representatives : Ford-Paraona-Stecher.liM'- New York, 271 Madison Are. : Chicago. It N- MMitgan Ave. Entered at tha Potto ff ice at Salem, Oregon. as Second-date Hatter. Published every morning except Monday. . Bueinese office. US S. Commercial Street. -: SUBSCRIPTION BATES: Mull SuhacrlptUMi Rat a. In Advance. Within Orea-oa: Dally and Sunday, 1 Mo. 6 cent; Mo. S1.23 Mo. $x.i$ ; 1 year I4.S0. El where S cents per Mo. or JS.09 (or 1 year la asvasce. By City Carrier: 10 cents a nvwth: SS.S a year la advance. Par Copy 1 cent. On tralna aad Newa Stands 5 centa, , ; , A Five-Cent Gas Tax? FJOM Eugene comes the report that a bill may be intro duced in the legislature for increasing the gas tax one cent to aid county road-building. We cannot believe such a proposal will get very far.' We are already taxed four cents a gallon for gas, which is a twenty per cent tax on the ac tual cost of the fuel. Gas has been made to carry the -Joad, but there is a limit even ! In addition we believe to plan for a reduction in. crease. The Marion county court has .taken a commendable sten in this direction when it ceeds of revenues derived from the state to t pay off road bonds rather than levy taxes 4 Here are our reasons for a change in policy, not drastic ; First we have compressed into the period of twenty years or less more-outlay for vious history of mankind. We have now completed the routes Which carry the major portion -of the traffic and a large part of the secondary roads. Future expenditures will be in improving highways already built, in widening and straightening roads, improving roads in the back country. laying out new roads or super-highways In special places. Second, the costs of road construction have declined -o greatly in the last decade that we are now getting for our money much more mileage and better type of road than ever before. This reduction in cost is equivalent to an in crease in taxes; Third; there is a steady increase in gas taxes and in motor license receipts which will continue with the normal growth of population and use of cars. At the same time re l quirements of debt service on road bonds becomes less, which leaves larger amounts for new construction. In oth er words, indirect revenues will continue to increase, so counties can reduce some o their direct levies. While there will always be vast sums expended on highways, we can now settle down and stop building in such feverish haste, because the principal portion of the vital roads of the state have been completed. There is now no great pressure for heavy outlays for roads, certainly not as compared with ten years ago. Undoubtedly we shall continue to spend vast sums on our roads, perhaps the aggregate will not decline; but with av larger population the burden will be less per capita. If we atop to figure up the amounts of money expended on roads in the past twenty years have been enormous. The roads ;have generally been worth all they cost. But surely the time is close at hand when the burden may be eased some what. Lane county sings a sour note when it suggests another cent on the gas tax. Capitalism on Trial THOMAS j. Chadbourne, New York lawyer, who num bers among his clients many of the leading Corpora tion a rtaa rupn pnHpn vnr-in or tr vn-o an somMimonf smnnor the sugar producers of the world to control its surplus pro duction. He met with success in Cuba and with the Dutch who operate big estates in Java. He failed at Paris and rJaced . the chief blame on .the operate.. In the course of his address at the international sugar conference in' Brussels, Mr. Chadbourne spoke with surpris ing frankness for one whose whole interests are wrapped im in tru Ttrpsent. pcfinnm! svstem. Her 4s a rwirtirm nf his speech: I "The sugar industry is not aione in suiienng from we seii ish greed of its constituent parts greed which has so tar over . reached itself aa to leave Cuba with 1,500.000 tons of excess sugar, Java with 500,000 and Europe with 1.200,000 tons. "All industries have transgressed good economic laws and as , a result there Is enormous overproduction, in practically all of ' the world's commodities. And what has that resulted in? in an .unemployment situation nnthought of a rear 'ago; unheard of ,r for generations. If ever before. "What X meant when I said we were trying a bigger case ' than sugar is that the capitalistic system is on trial. If you think people who are' running the industries of the world can, by reason of this kind of greed, bring "about sucn. depressions as this and then not promptly take steps to mend them no matter what the sacrifice might be to individuals -you are 1 mistaken." . .Such sentiments are by no means original with Mr. Chadbourne. Owen D. Young recently made somewhat sim ilar observations. The unrestrained greed which exploits Industries for profits, ravages natural resources recklessly and causes cycles of depression with unemployment . and starvation cannot continue unchallenged. Those who are exploited and who 'suffer will, as Mr. Chadbourne says, challenge the capitalistic system "as inevitably as the earth goes round the sun." " This depression will pass as have others in former years. But the capitalistic economy whose chief claim to public 'support was that it did feed and clothe the people, must go through severe purging of greed and-graft if it is to continue. The system is on trial. : r . Freedom of Speech T V mHOSE Britishers have a JL would , deem rude and indecorous. In our: legislative as semblies one who speaks in other member Is promptly squelched by the presiding off 1 cer. But in Britain members - 1 1 !iL.T.l minus seemingly wiinuut mucn xcsuxaixiw uauy vstui , wnu frequently excites the risibilities of her political foes, is usually quite able to take care running debate. Here is a sample of what the commons without provoking a chorus of protests and a demand for apologies. - r " ' Frederick Montague, undersecretary of state for air, was showing how fantastic were the soviet charges , that "Lawrence of Arabia" was an English representative in anti-soviet plots" in Russia in 1928. Mr. Montague related that Lawrence, now listed as Aircraftsman Shaw, was in service -in India all that year. Whereupon Lady Astor in 'terroirated: ii - . -Isnt It true that Aircraftsman Shaw Is leading a perfectly . eulet, respectable life?" , -, ..... . a a . a"" . i 1 - Ar this the laoor memoer "That's more than jou are!" And sometimes they say e-and impolitel . ' there. our counties out definitely road taxes rather than an in tlans to use Dart of the pro for the purpose. saying the time1 has come for but none the less definite. highways' than in all the pre Germans xvhn failed to co frankness in debate that we any derogatory manner of an of parliament may speak their V. -t - . t T I A J 1 of herself in the gunfire of J . may be said in a debate In inouted: ! that Americans- ara crude HEALTH TcdayVTaDc ? j By IL S. Copeland, IL D. Conrulsions fa young- chUdren, particularly In Infante, are com monly seen. Unfortunately, many parents assume the wrong atti tude toward this disorder. : I onee beard a mother say. "I had convul sions when I was a child. There Is noth- j .eTjr-l tag to get exen- I t ed about. I fcaa 1 VVA them, the child I has . them, t V A erybedy has m-mm am wnaraeaf . AM UVMa. - It is true that eonrulilo&s bat rarely kill a child. But, if not remedied, the thing that actually causes the conruUlons may prore rery serious. Conrulsions la children are due either to organic or to functional causes. If "organic," It means that the child baa. meningitis,, hemor- rhaae or tumor of the brain, ab scess of the train or some other disease within the skull. Surely snch conditions cannot be treated HgbUy. The "functional" type of eon- rulsioa is the usual type seen. . In deed, it Is by far the more com mon. Certain materiala absorbed from the dlgestire organs will cause conrulsions. In such eases. if seen and recognized as-such, a good dose of castor oil will bring speedy-reeorery. Conrulaiona - may be due . to some body poison.' This Is true in diseases of the kidneys or !Tf; A . rare cause but one to be warned against. Is lead poisoning. This poisoning -is usually due to the child's tubbing and swallow ing the paint from the crib or fur niture. - Children suffering from under nourishment are particularly prone to conrulsions. This Is com monly seen In rickets. There Is no doubt whatsoever that It all infanta were properly fed. nine-. tenths of the cases seen In Infancy would disappear. When a child has a con this ton. call a physician at once. You want him for his skUl In first-aid. But also. It is important that he aee the chili while In the conrulsloa, so that he may more accurately determine the real cause. The patient should be kept per fectly quiet. All unnecessary nois es and excitement must be avoid ed. Cold in the form of ice-packs should be applied to the head. Dry heat should be applied to the body and extremities, or the child should be placed In a hot tub bath, which yon hare tested with your elbow to be sure it is not too hot, A mustard foot bath Is a good measure and may be applied as the child lies In the crib. Internal medicine should only be given under the supervision of a, physician. As soon as the con vulsion has ended, the doctor will seek the cause, which must be found and treated. This is ab solutely imperative and must not be neglected. Yesterdays Of Old Oregon Town 'Talks -from The States- m Ou Fatliers Read Dec IS, 1903 Attorney - Kaiser and August Huckestein went to Portland to spend several days. While there they will attend the reception for Archbishop Christie. The eollege of oratory of Wil lamette university will produce a two-act farce at the Grand taonday night In connection with the football benefit. Taking part will be: Bertha Hewitt. Mary Sa loman, Olive Randall, Olive Rig by, Ralph Rader, Ronald Glover, Ralph Matthews, Wallace Trill. Edgar F. Averill, Roy Hewitt. Elmo White. Jonas Jorstead and Gussle Booth. Total expenses of Marion county for the month of Decem ber, including salaries, were $7, 552.(7. Taxpayers of school district No; 24. Salem, have fixed an eight mill levy for the new year. This Is the same figure as last yea George H. Burnett was elected thrice Illustrious master of Hod- son Council No. 1, Royal and Se lect Masters; Lot L. Pearce Is deputy Illustrious master. The Safety Valve - - Letters from Statesman Readers To the Editor: - We, the members of the Zonta club of Salem, an organisation of business and professional women executives, believing In the destructive power of the wrong as opposed to the con structive power of the : right thought, hereby petition the newspapers of Salem and other publicity agencies of the city to devote December 25th-31tt of 1930 to the advancement "of for ward thinking: and to refrain on those days so far as lies ln their power . from publishing on the front page any news of crime, scandal, sorrow or depression. -And we further petition that they, begin the year for themselves and for their reading pubUc with the expression of ev ery possible sane concept of hope and prosperity, ignoring the troubles of the' past and facing the future with a confidents which inevitably drawa success In Its wake. . SALEM ZONTA CLTJB. j- NEVER TOUCHED HIM " Wm'm9a w Baaaaaa . ii- ZS -''''. r "FOREST LOVE" gjgfe He sucked on bis pipe In sil ence for a long moment. "Then 700 won't care If I take her when I'm gone for two or three days with McKimmons?" So he was going. He hadn't given up the idea after all. "I don't care what you take if you don't take me!" "I can't do that Nancy." "Ton could if you wanted to. There's no rule against it, Is there?" "Now, look here, honey, don't be babyish. I've put this thing off as long as I can. We've got to go now. In a day or so." "I'm not babyish. I'm Just tell ing you I won't stay here without rou " "Now, now Nancy " He tried to touch her, to take her In his arms, but she slid through his fingers and evaded his grasp. "Don't make it hard for me, girl!" "Don't make it hard for ME oh, Roger, don't leave me don't please don't!" She wept then, and he confront ed her as he would a frightened child. "Don't cry, honey ... It will be all right don't cryi" She waited, rigid, for his, prom ise. Roger made no promise. He did not speak again of the trip with McKimmons. "He won't really go,? Nancy thought, watching, him nervously all that night, and the next. She wanted to ask him again to re assure herself, but that would be too much like nagging. She wouldn't do that. Sometimes she caught him looking at her furtively, a faint pucker between his brows. ' And at last it came. They had Just finished dinner, he was just lighting his pipe. "IU have to leave pretty early In the morn ing," he said, puffing and scowl ing at the match. "That trip I told you about. Lord, I hate to go." All the blood in her body seem ed to rush to her head in a crim son wave, then it rushed away again, leaving her white and cold. "Then ! why do you got" she asked very . low. "Oh, Nancy! You know I have to. It's my Job!" "In that case, there's nothing to say, Is there?" She kept her head turned ao that he could not see her face. -v "Nancy Nancy, girl, you know how I hate to go!" he said re proachfully, and strode over 'to where she was standing In the doorway, watching the- red sunset sky, fade to pink and an ashy gray. He put both arms around her, tilting her head back, so that he could see her face. She "smiled faintly, and submitted limply to his kiss. - "Come now, old lady, no sulk ing!" He roughed her hair, and shook her playfully, but In his heart he was afraid. She was so poised, so delicately beautiful . . . so strangely, achingly far away. His arms dropped to bis side. He turned away embarrassed. He re alised with sickening certainty that this great-lady' manner ao new to him was probably familiar enough to her friends, to her own people, . to this fellow she had been engaged to. The pipe went out. He lit an other match and stared at it un til it burnt his fingers. Nancy was watching htm out of Inimical brown eyes. " She got. up before dawn to get his breakfast. Feeling like one of the younger and more beautiful Christian, martyrs St. Barbara, for lastaace, sh washed- in cold water, pal on tha, green linen with the box pleats that took two hours to iron, and went in to the kit chea. ' Bacon' and eggs and hot cakes. She would have made biscuits, too If she could have found a cook book, or remembered how. But she couldn't recall whether Louise used two cups of floor or two cups of milk, bo toast had to do. When.lt was aU ready she call ed him. i "Say, this Is something like! NEVER TOUCHED HIM "Roger, dont leave mm But gee, Nancy, you shouldn't have gone to all this trouble " "No trouble," she murmured, refilling his coffee Cap. The per fect hostess, being charming to a bothersome guest. The hot cakes stuck In his throat. He could hardly swallow. "Maybe I can be back day after tomorrow," he Bald after a long silence, when the crunching of toast sounded loud as cannon and the very ticking of - the clock on the shelf was maddening. "I'll try awfuly hard, and If I can't It will be only one day more. Ton aren't afraid?" She was staring at her untest ed coffee. "I don't know. I have never been left alone before." And then with a bubbling of the old fun: "This is my first hon eymoon, you know I'm only an amateur bride." She lifted her eyes and laugh ed shakily. "Oh, Nancy, Naney I CANT leave you!" He was crushing her so tightly that she half whimp ered with the pain, even while she drew long exultant breaths of victory. But he did leave her. He put her aside gently. "Well, I must go, 'dear. McKimmons will be waiting - for me at ihe summit. You will be all right, sweetheart. Nothing to harm, you, and you can go over to -Helen's for the night If you feel lonesome. I'm riding Maggie, but you could go around by the road In the car, or hike ap the trail for that mat ter, it's Just a step-r-you'li be all right." "Yes, I'll be all right.'- she forced herself to repeat after him. She waved untU horse and rider were only a puff of, dust in he smoky distance. Her lips were still parted in a frozen un natural smile. When she could no longer see or hear him she went back into the house and stood looking at It, as If she were seeing it for the first time. Roger's house his books his chairs his brown army blankets. A window slammed. The boards began to creak. Wave after wave of homesickness swept over her, and loneliness, bitter and cold. . Two days two days and two nights "It's no use. I can't stand It!" ahe whispered. She began to walk around aimlessly, moving from room to room, wringing her hands. "It's no use,-1 can't stand it. I wasn't meant for this kind ot a life!" . TODAY'S PROBLEM . . . ; Stock was bought at II 1-8, and aold at 1st 7-S. What w the profit on 130 shares.' Today! answer tomorrow. Yesterday's answer: 12 mi, per nr. ... . pleoom don'tl? CHAPTER XXIV. The storekeeper's wife met her on the road two hours later driv ing Roger's battered roadster with reckless speed. There were bags and suitcases piled on the seat beside her. She thought of mentioning it to Mr. Decatur when he and Mr. McKimmons, back a little early, dropped in for a sandwich and cup of coffee Friday noon. But pshaw, she decided, like as not he'd -think It was none of her business! So she said nothing, and Rog er, on his tired horse. Jogged on home. He whistled as he came up the trail, and he called "Nan cy yip, yooo!" There was no answer, and on the kitchen table, laid with the fresh checked cloth, he found her note. She had got to worrying about her mother and thought she had better go home for a visit, ahe wrote. She would try to break the news to the family, and in the meantime If he wrote he was to be sure to address her as Nancy Hollenbeck, and not to wire or phone long distance be cause anything like that gave the old-fashioned family such a scare. She would leave the car at the hotel near the station, it was signed. "Lore, Nancy." -' Roger Decatur looked around the neat, bare kitchen. She had left everything in order. Even washed the frying pan . , . and she hated cold bacon grease so. He thought of! another note- in a neat kitehen the one his mother, the ex-dance hall girl, left for bis father when the lone liness got her, and she went away, never to come back any more. , . He walked heavily "Into the bed-room. The silver toilet things were gone from the pine dresser. The spilled powder, the cigar ette stubs, all the dear untidi ness of Nancy gone. Her dress es even the scuffed brown boots she used to keep under her bed Roger Decatur covered his face with his hands. - Maggie, the horse, whinnied impatiently. She pawed at the dust and whinnied again. Roger did not hear her. He just sat there on the army cot that had been Nancy's, with his head in his hands. r Nancy had been home 4. day ! 8he was lying on the davenport In the living room, listening to Lou strumming on the old square piano and mama retailing the latest gossip. "You did perfectly right to leave them, mama was eaylng for the tenth time, "and I for one never want to see or hear of those Porters again. If -they erer call here, I'm not home, do yosa hear me, Louise?" . i Nancy smiled faintly and clos ed her eyes. The thick, dark BITS for BREAKFAST By R- J. The Gilliam saga: . e Continuing from yesterday con cluding this series, and still quot ing Mrs. Frank Collins. General Cornelius Gllllam'a daughter: "In 184S Dave Lewia was. elected sheriff of Polk county. In the fall of that year, 1842, he resign ed to go to the California gold mines. My brother. W. S. GH llam.or Smith Gilliam, as he was usually called, was appointed In his place. , . "In February. 1852, William Everman killed Seranas C. Hook er, a Polk county farmer. Hooker- accused Everman of stealing big; watch. My brother had the unpleasant duty or hanging jsrer men. Hfs . brother Hiram was tried for bets an accomplice. He bad helped his brother get away. Hiram was generally considered a good man. r believe that William Everman. who killed Hooker, was mentally deranged. Enoch Smith was sentenced, to be hung for behrg accessory to the crime, but was pardoned and Dare Coe, who was also tried for being an accomplice, secured a change of venue and was acquitted. Hiram Everman.' the brother ot the mur derer, was sentenced to three years In the penitentiary; but as there was no penitentiary and they didn't want to build ore for the exclusive beoent or Hiram Everman. they decided to sell him at auction. Dave Grant, who was a brother-in-law ot Sheriff Smith Gilliam, was the auctioneer. They put him up for sale here in Dai las. Hiram was sold the day his brother was hung. Theodore Prather bought him. When he had worked out his three years Prath er gave him a horse and saddle and $20. He went to Douglas county and raised a family and was a good' cttisen. ws a. "Frank Nichols, who married my sister, Sarah, . was the next sheriff. One ot his first Jobs was hanging Adam E. Wimple. Wim pie had stayed for a while at our house In 1845. He married a 13-year-old girl in 1850 and within a year kiUed her. They lived in Cooper. Hollow,, four or five rnUee from Dallas. My brother-in- law, Alex Gage, and his wife stop ped at Wimple s house the morn lag he killed her. Mrs. Wimple's face was all swollen and her eyes were red from crying. Wimple saw they noticed It, so he Bald Mary isn't feeling very well this morning. . My brother-in-law and his wife had not gone over a mile and a half when they saw smoke rising from where the Wimple house was. They hurried back and found the house in flames. It was too late to save anything in the house. When the fire bad burned out they found Mrs. Wim ple under the floor partially burned. Wimple had disappeared. He' was more than double her age. She was 14 and he was about 35. A posse captured him and brought him to Dallas. I knew Wimple well, so X asked him why he had killed Mary. He said, 'Well. I killed her. I don't really know why.' (It may interest some read er to know that the Bits man was born In Cooper Hollow; but a long time after that: how long, he is not going to tell here.) a H "There was no Jail so Frank Nichols swore In four guards, but Wimple got away and was gone four days before they found him and brought him back. They tracked him to the house where he had killed his wife. I went over to stay with my sister, Mrs. Nichols, while he was boarding there waiting to be hung and I helped her cook for him. Frank hung him early In October, 1852. Wimple sat on his coffin In .the Wimple sat on his coffin in ' the wagon when they drove to the gallows where he lashes sweeping her cheek -made her look oddly pale. "I knew the altitude wouldn't Agree with her," mama thought, thrilling to her beauty even while she wor ried about her health. "This Is the last time I let her go visit ing any strange girls! Tbe very Idea!" Fondly she reached for her shawl to cover Nancy who seem ed to have dosed off, poor child. Tenderly she spread It over the sleeping' girl. "There!" she said aloud. Nancy's hand lay on the nil- low. Mrs. Hollenbeck stared at It, her eyes bulging. "Louise Nancy's hand she -she's " mama faltered, nnlnt- lng. T - Louise Jumped up from the pi ano t the very moment that Naney with a little err aat hnlt upright and stared at them In horror. "What what " she began.-almost afraM tn Innb COULDN'T she -couldn't have left on her wedding ring ahe took It off long before she got home. But what else could make mama At last her erea tnmvt iinwn. ward. She saw her hand. Inno cent of rinca. "Weill What Tfi the matter?" ahe cried. . Mama sniffed, but continued to point. "Tour hands, Nancy they're terrible. All charm t.a your finger nails broken ... I aeciare, if you have . to come home from a trip looking like that NanCV Tint hnth tianfa k.VI.J her. "I thought It was a taran tula at the very leastl You you frightened me!" "You frightened ME!" mama quavered. "It gave me a turn. Seeing one of my girls with hands like that. T.ik . ...v... woman. What did you do to ruin our preuy naiisT "I went to theJ High- Sierras On What waa nrajtaltw m tag trip." l rode horseback with out gloves . . v "But, dear, yon had glorea those nice doeskin - "I KNOW, rin't good time without thinking of mr fingernails for five minutes? We made rfra Tr: broiled baeon and oh, you don't understand! U9a "No. vrhaa "t . 1' . dida'trhavt to ruin my nails and OS PiX , i?"1 5otheVnt0 m ivoa - umL Y mUCh (QBfMtnHnii . mother who gave them to mi HENDRICKS waa to be hung. They passed the sheriff's father,. Uncle Ben Nich ols, while they were on the way to the gallows. Wimple was .raid Uncle Ben would be late and miss the hanging, so he called out. 'Un cle Ben, aint you going to the hanging? Ain't you coming down to see mo hung?' Uncle Bea-said, 'I have seen enough ot you, Ad am. No, I ain't going. Uncle Ben was the only man in Polk county to receive a personal Invitation and he was about the only one who didn't take a day oft to see the hanging. "Churches are plenty nowadaya and folks dont seem to set much store by them; but when X waa a girt we drove 25 miles to church and were mighty glad to go. The church I attended was held In a school bouse and the preacher was old Dr. R. C. H1U, a Baptist minister. I met my future hus band there. I was 14 and Frank was 19 when we first met. The name he was christened by is Francis Marion Collins, but I al ways call him Frank. He went to the California mines In the fall of '54. He mined near Yreka. In 1853 he took a drove of cattle down to the minea and the follow ing year we were married. We were married on August 29, 1859. by Justice of the Peace Isaac Staats. a a "There Is one thing I have al ways been glad about and that la that Gilliam county was named after my father. a "a "Gilliam county was set off In 1835 with Alkali, now Arlington, for Its county seat. Two of my cousins, William Lewis and J. C. Nelson, were in the legislature that session. They were. taking dinner with me one day and they began talking about cutting off a new county from Wasco county. a V "W. W. Stelwer and Thomas) Cartwright were lobbying to have the new county created. Cy said the new county was to be named after the man- who had surveyed it I spoke up tad said, 'Why not call It after my father? He was killed up in that country while fighting for Oregon.' Lewis said, 'Your father was killed at Wells Springs, which is In Umatilla county;, but I think it would be a good plan to name the new county after him.' Cy Nelson said. 'I'll In troduce a motion to have the new county named Gilliam county.' He did so and so the new county was called after father." That is the end of the Gilliam saga series, commenced la this column last Saturday, being an Interview of Fred Lockley with Mrs. Frank Collins of Dallas in 1916. 8he was a daughter of General Cornelius Gilliam, tbe commander of the citizen soldiers and outstanding figure of the Cayuse war following the Whit man massacre. ,r Mrs. Collins died at her home In Dallas some four years ago. aged about 87. She had a won derful memory, going back to , near the beginning days of Ore gon's settlement. She spoke ot some Interesting relics. If they have not been they should be pre served. They should be la the museum of Willamette univer sity; and this should be (and in time will be) a monumental building. a There are numerous living de scendants of the Gilliam family. In Oregon and outside of this state; people of standing. It is to be presumed that some of them are taking care of these relics. Before very long, such arrange ments will be made temporary arrangements as to safely house all relics entrusted to Willamette university. ' Nancy sprang to her feet, quivering, "Mama, if you start that again I'll scream. I can't stand It. I tell you! I'll go away again, nirn" She broke down and cried then, and - Lou put comforting arms around her, coaxing, "Go upstairs and He down. "You're all tired out still. Dont be silly! Mama doesn't mean anything." .. Ud In herold room again with tbe big windows open and the scent of honeysuckle and ver bena coming up from the garden. Nancy relaxed a little. The wind was cool, and the old down-filled comforter with the faded blue and pink sllkollne roses filled her with a pleasant warmth. Af ter all, this was home. She be longed here. Why ahould ahe let mm.,-Iuraln? uPset her? Lou was right. It was perfectly mean ingless. No doubt about their be ing overjoyed to have her back. They had almost smothered her when she got In last night ... Te.n P. who tried to be dig nified, bad furtively wiped his VLV' ."vV 00d t0 b borne, uSL JFhed.Mn1 "OMled deeper eight hours Nancy was asleep. dJSi .K ltltW mama til fut neTer agreei "h me either. I remember that aum- mer I went south when I was a telnet W , C"In moun tains X fainted dead away. Dead t wr,'.It we" before I was JiSri v Wln- Dotor McGIIly BhtI.WVv THB '"hlonable ahlrt thos dT- ordered sherry nd egg or was it sul phur and molasses? Nancy, you woo't Just take a little!"7 "No. thanks! Nor any raw eggs either. Of course. If we had some sherry" Mama's utti. ... . i... v "v vw puczerea into a thonaanf 4t.i.- .... Z mm k"0W8 Wiw Joking. tk.V if . " n 5 "r things like onds common. I won't ri ld another cigarette. She had been home a w.e'1.v?ow' nd hr nerves were rtt-iVnf h WM no longer ir- J1 lnc"ned to tears. TT.TfTBdIU CraI an Helen "JfliPf:. lnK la Helen'a tm.Jl I1"1 cou',e' Nancy's head at a window and came in for a moment's- gossip. (To be continued) - ii r' . The crop ralue per farm work er la North Carolina Is $1,053.