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PAGE FOUR The OREGON; STATESMAN Salem, Oregon, Sunday . Slornln, August 25, 1935 .'tTSr Founds IIS1 , . ' A"A'o Favor Sways Us; No Fear Shall Atcsn - - : FromTlrst Statesman, March 2S. 1S5 1 THE STATESMAN PUBLISHING CO. Chasxes A- Spracuc - - - EdiUnManager Sheldon F. SArKETT ... Managing-Editor - Membrr or the Associated Press Tb Aneclatrtf Press Is e!ualely . entitled to th uh for publica tion f All new dispatches credited to It or not otherwise credited la this paper. ' tand for Capitol SAYS the Sheridan bua : "No state in the union baa more beautiful grounds for its capltol than Salem, but larger grounds could possibly be made more attractive, but why should not the city that gets the build ing, furnish the grounds?" The Sun will be quite surprised to know that the state of Oregon did not have "beautiful grounds" for its capitol. The "beautiful grounds" so often referred to are not the prop erty of the state but are owned and maintained by the city of Salem. In other words the city of Salem has provided the chief part of the "beautiful grounds" the capitol has hitherto enjoyed. This is Willson park, the two park blocks from Cot tage to Summer streets. The state land starts at the walk just in front of the circuit rider statue. It should be added that Salem has already furnished the grounds on which the old capitol stood. The state did not buy the land ; it was donated for the purpose by the founders of Salem. The only land the state has bought for capitol pur poses is the block on which the supreme court building and the office buildinsr stand, and the small parcel occupied by the state printing office. In other words the contributions by citizens of Salem have been substantial, and in the upkeep of Willson park, continuous. We had thought the capitol was something for the pride and glory of Oregon, that a building of dignity and beauty planted on an adequate tract otoi ground was something in .which all the citizens of the state should rejoice, and in which they could feel a genuine sense of possession. As the higher educational institutions of the state have had to expand and buy more ground, at the expense of the state, all citizens have felt proud of the plants erected there for the service of the state. The impulse for a larger ground for the capitol came not from Salem, but from the governor's planning board, no one of whom is a Salem resident. There is quite as much oppo sition to expansion here as elsewhere, based chiefly on sen timental grounds, that the building should go back in the identical spot of the old one. The contention of the planning board which is supported by Gov. Martin is that the state should be farsighted in its planning, should provide adequate ground for a capitol group; that it is wise to acquire the needed land now so a comprehensive plan may be developed; and that Oregon should not try to locate its capitol, a struc ture which symbolizes the majesty of state, on a pinched piece of real estate. Just what Salem should or can do we are not prepared to say; but it smacks of provincialism to say that this state will not acquire the needed ground to serve as a capitol loca tion, unless it comes as a free gift. Such has not been its pol icy with regard to other state institutions in other cities. And the folly of it reacts against the state in diminishing the beauty and starving the significance of the state's center of government and authority. The capitol should be built not for Salem, but for Oregon ; not for yesterday, but for today and tomorrow. Protected A RE the youth of today too. xi protected too much from the slings and arrows of out rageous fortune? Are they kept too long in a hothouse, so they are ill equipped to meet the vicissitudes of life? Pearl S. Buck, novelist and former missionary in China, thinks so. And says so in an article in September Harpers: "Here, I suppose, is the real trouble with our youth. They are shielded, praised, coaxed, indulged untU this becomes their atmosphere. Then suddenly, heartlessly, cruelly, we push them oat of this careless sunshine into life as it is . . . The truth is we haTe not given them the-greatest advantage of all. We have not made them see what life really Is, for we hare not made them share it as they grew. It is to push them into desperate battle without a sword and expect them not only to survive but to win .... Early to know, early to choose, early to struggle t award a determined individual and achievement this is to equip oar children with armor for body and soul." Such strictures on training of youth are severe. But are they fully justified? Have not the changes of recent years brought youth face to face with realities, with choices, with struggle, as truly as in any period of our history? In these respects the hard times have been a blessing to youth: they have taught them the sterner facts of living, the importance of a job, the necessity of frugality. They will in years to come look back on the past (jays of privation much as mature men and women of today look on the hard times of the '90's, as years of stern discipline. Youth today are not hothouse plants. The longer per iod of training is chiefly a time for instruction not of protec tion. And the displays of ability in all lines by the youth of today, above all their willingness to faceTealities in the fields of politics and economics stamp as erroneous the impressions taken as generally true by so distinguished an observer as Mrs. Buck. Examine the Gift Horse OREGON cities are learning to look gift horses in the face. The Oregon Voter, reports numerous communities refecting bond proposals, doubtless advanced with the usual bait of PWA assistance. It says: "Voters of Silverton rejected proposed 145,004 bond issue for a new high school. Tillamook: turned down a 912.000 fire equipment issue end The Dalles said "no to $6,000 bonding issue for a Smith-Hughes school building. Beaverton voters three times rejected aTJ25,000 school bonding proposal, stubbornly brought back before them by the school board. Several other earlier rejections of bond imtM hare occurred." Klamath Falls erected an armory as a PWA project, and had the same experience as other cities in that delays, etc, resulted in excessive costs enough to wipe out the grant. Says the Klamath Palls Herald : "Klamath's new armory, now virtually complete, is another -example ,f the same thing. The government provided a grant, but it took so long to get the thing through to the bidding point that bids on the plans were too high, chiefly because materials casts bad mounted steadily do dug the red tape period. Plans had to be revised, and various features sacrificed, until ultimately it was apparent the city and county cooM hare done just as well ' 9 by constructing the building vita their own funds in the first place. The -amount of the grant bad been lost in increasing building costs. ,;rf-:j "Apparently, Klamath experience has been duplicated else - where. Th -public works program has. in many ways, failed to live up to the big ballyhoo given it in advance. Its most Taluable contribution has been through major road wotx, where - some real progress has been made and more is in prospect." The test of a project is its own need and practicality, not the prospect of getting something for nothing. Taxpayers of school district No. 24 should apply such s test to the building program which the school board is proposing; and not ap prove it because Santa Claus will shake the Christmas tree for us. The Ashland Miner la authority for the statement that Con greasman James W. Mott announced recently that he is heartily in favor of the Townsend plan and will support it to the best of his ability. We know one vote he wiU get then, that of the man on the bank corner we overheard saying, and emphasising his words by beating bis palm with the head of his cane: "I'm tor the Townsend plan from the bottom of my feet tor the top of my head; and the devil ' can't change me." And we don't believe he could. "Martin heads KRA remains", says a headline. Why in the name of common sense didn't they give the remains a decent burial? The blue eagle is now Just dead crow, Marshfield had Paul Bunyan days last week. When the state fair starts Salem will have real bunion days. Youth much sheltered? Are they Bits for Breakfast By R. J. HENDRICKS Member! of Bonney clan trace their blood to Mayflower and Revolution: s s (Concluding from . yesterday: J William Bradford, before whom the will of Thomas Bonney," Sr., was acknowledged, was the gov ernor of the Plymouth Colony for many terms. He was the second governor, John Carver, the first, having died early in his second term. William Bradford was also the historian of the colony, and so he has been called the father of Am erican history. . H Besides being among the first colonists of the United States, and soldiers in the Revolution, mem bers of the Bonney clan fought in the early Indian wars and in all the other wars of their country, and they were very early settlers in the Oregon country, s The new book, "Sutter of Cal ifornia," by Julian Dana, pub lished by the Press of the .Pio neers, carries the copy of a diary that was kept by Captain John A. Sutter. Excerpts from entries in the diary for 18 4 5 follow: N "250 more Americans 150 of them men came to California in 1845. . . . With them came .... James Wilson Marshall and oth ers, many of whom drifted into this (Sutter's) service. . . . Second to reach the fort that year was the Swasey-Todd company William F. Swasey and Wm. L. Todd, a relative of President Lin coln, were some of its more im portant members. V H -William Sublette led the third group. . . . Next came the John Grigsby-William B. Ide company. The dashing Truman Bonney, James Gregson, George Williams, Joseph Ward and others were of that group." Here is an entry for 1846: "January 3rd. The son of Tru man Bonney died last night." And here is the only entry tor its date: "February 23rd. Rainy. A. Sanders married Miss Bonney." S The Chapman Pub. Co. history of the Willamette valley, 1903, gives the names of seven daugh ters and six sons of Truman Bon ney. There were evidently seven sons born, and the writer believes the one dying at Fort Sutter was named Alvah. s s s The Truman Bonney family wintered and worked at Fort Sut ter in 1845-6; but so did Jairus Bonney, his brother, and family. Both families came to Oregon in the spring of 1846; the writer believes, with pack horses with out wagons. m Truman Bonney and wife, who had been Plena Townsend, took up donation land claim No. 61, T. 5 S., range 1 west. The state owns a large part of that land, mostly aeqnired in 1924, for the Oregon training school for boys. Truman Bonney (that Truman Bonney) was the greatgrandfath er of the Bits man. He moved to Waconda (old Waconda the town that was God), erected a fine home in that then second business center of Marion county, next to Salem, and died there in 1867. Truman Bonney was born on his father's farm in Vermont on Ap ril 24, 1796. His father was the Jairus Bonney (or one of them) who served through the Revolu tion, lived for seven years in a tent, and was in most if not all the great battles of that war. Truman Bonney went from Ver mont to Ohio, where he learned the trades of cooper and tanner, and engaged there In the lines named, thence to near Lewistown, Fulton county. 111., in 1833, and acquired in the last named local ity 200 acres of land. S He was one of the first in that section to get the "Oregon fever," meaning the urge to go to the westermost west. So the fall of 1845 found him, after a covered wagon journey across the plains, with his fam ily, at Fort Sutter, and employed by Capt. John A. Sutter the man who would have been the richest person on earth if he had been able to control matters after gold was discovered on his land, and the news of the discovery wafted quickly to the ends of the earth but who instead became a very poor can, because the gold rush ers from around the globe pressed in and took the country and held, exploited and governed it with little respect for the rights of Its owner by Mexican grant and pur chase from Russian claimants; al most entirely, by the way, on credit. But that is a story which has filled printed pages almost without number, included those in books two new ones last year. . But there is a tradition that seems fairly weU established now, that two of the daughters of Tru man and Plena Townsend Bonney, whose maiden names were Sarah and Miriam, discovered gold In a stream near Fort Sutter in the winter of 1S4S-4, and brought the yellow nuggets and particles to the fort. The story goes. that Captain Sutter hushed the matter up, and that therefore the news did not then get to the outside world. H "e S Readers of this column know well that the discovery of gold in the Sutter mill race on January 24, 18.48 the discovery the rewa of which was soon spread to all lands , nnder the sun was made by three men from Salem, Oregon, and that the wrong man of the trio got the chief credit, and still has it. ! (Concluded on Tuesday.)' For more than 30 years,' W. H. Hyatt, 71-year-old Charlotte.. N. C, negro, has attended court I daily "just to watch." Will Rogers Champion I gnorer of -Social Forms; a Wholesome Force By-D. H. Talmadge. Sage of Salem I've heard a flivver yep, an old model T Honk like a swellelegant eight, And I've known of folks who pretended to be Some things that they didn't quite rate; These things don't annoy, but I feel somewhat sad When a fine swellelegant car Sounds like a flivver with its honker gone bad, ' An "ain't" noise instead of an "are". It may strain your Imagina tion somewhat, but if you have found that it is going to be im- possible for you to take that trip to Yellow stone this summer you may get a fairly good idea of how the geysers look by observ ing the clouds of white vapor arising on a clear morning from the bleaching vats or w h a t e v er D. H. Taimadm they are called, at the paper mill on South Commercial street. It is advisable to view the spectacle from the windward or leeward side, whichever it is. But It is really rather pretty. It Is almost imnossible to ret a cup of bad coffe in any Salem coiiee snop. The old town am t what it used to be. There is in a Court street win dow a Hammond typewriter with a piano keyboard. On the type writer is a placard which an nounces that the machine is "pre historic". Sweet memories of the past! Many a day and many a night back in the prehistoric nineties have I played on a Ham mond piano keyboard. Not such a bad "mlU" either, taken all in all. "So Clark Gable has lost no favor In the eyes of Salem wom en, hasn't he? Well, perhaps you will be surprised to know of one Salem woman who thinks his ears are too big and who does n't care much for him anyway." From the week's mail. No com ment seems necessary. "Why don't people sit still in a theatre and why do they move around so much?" W. C. Fields asked this question in a picture shown a few days ago in Salem. Folks laughed when he asked the question, but I do not believe he intended it to be funny. Any way, it was not funny. Too ser ious a matter. The scenes In a picture which the average spectator most wish es not to miss are scenes which move the folks in the rows in front to put their heads to gether, shutting off the view of the screen. Emotion, I reckon. Nerve strain. Much the same thing that caused the pressman on. the oldtime. country weekly to get drunk on pressday. On the other days of the week he was a lamb, that foreman. Then, just when he was needed most, away he went. He couldn't take it, so he took it. And that is an other paradox for you to put in your collection. It is generally taken for granted, I think, that women are more greatly addicted to gossip than men. But I dunno. A scandal-flavored rumor may be com pared to butter. One member of a family dishes it out, and all the other members spread it. It may be that the women and girls spread it a bit thicker than the men and boys spread it, and it may be that they do not A scandalous story takes Its color pretty much from the per son, male or female, who tells it. Sueh a story from the lips of one person may be almost en tirely different from the same story told by another person. And the scandal of the nineties, male and female. Is the harmless chat ter ot today. It seems somehow rather use less to say anything about Will Rogers now that he has gone. His was such an all-pervading personality stage, screen, radio and press that there are few who did not know him. The re action to his personality was as different as people re differ ent, but it was usually favoralle and quite regardless of the sta tion in life of the-individual af fected. His was the gift for Twenty Years A30 Auirust 23. 1913 Governor Withycombe tele graphs Secretary of Navy Dan lets for war craft to attend As toria regatta. J. H. Albert, member of the ad visory board of the state highway commission, was named yesterday by Governor Withycombe as Ore gon's representative to the Pan American Road congress which meets In Oakland, California, Sep tember 13-17. Joseph Moore left today for In diana to visit sister whom he has not seen in. 5 4 years. Ten Years A30 Aosmst 25. 1023 Trans-pacific flight planned for Monday. All precautions being taken for hop to Hawaii. Willos, Murray and Kelley 'dressed in" and await sentence. Final concert of year given to night by Cherrian. band. Provided the motor for the Waite memor ial fountain arrives in time, it will be seen in action for the first time. , - V I - f 1 ; fellowship and human under standing. In this respect he was what Is sometimes termed a "nat ural". To a greater degree than is given to most folks he under stood his kind. He liked folks and it naturally followed that folks liked him. His sincerity was never questioned. And .e was probably the most marked antithesis of the "stuffed shirt", and one of the most .wholesome influences, in American public life. I have known a number of men not many who seem to me to have been of the Rogers type. Congenial, sympathetic, somewhat talented as entertain ers. But these men whom I have known lacked some quality .or qualities that Will had. They were never "in the money". They had little ot ambition and 'uiti ative. In short, they never got anywhere. I would not say that they were lazy. But they were so leisurely In their habits that 'hey were sometimes suspected of laz iness. They were satisfied to "stay put". They entertained ut the schoolhouse exhibitions now and then. They kept the crowd in a roar of laughter while :t waited for the 9:40 train to get In with the daily papers. Every body liked them, although there were those who sniffed a little and declared them to be "shlf less". They took the liveliest sort of interest in politics, local and national. They loved base ball, and they loved horses end dogs. They had not what it takes to get out into the world end rub against humanity and make humanity like it. Will Rogers had what It takes. He made a na tional application of those quali ties of likableness which my friends confined to the store at the crossroads. Just the same, "shif'less" or not, those were chaps whom one in the after years remembers mighty kindly. Probably Will Rogers cared less for what is termed social form than any other man who mingled In all sorts of society. He did not object to social Torm; he simply disregarded, it. How tired is it possible for a person to became? The question seems a bit silly, but I have known people many women ..nd a few men to go habitually to the limit of their strength, and then, to meet a sudden demand, do it all over again. I knew a freight brakeman back on the old Milwaukee who in a time of snow blockade worked contin uously for 48 hours. I went up to see him when he came in from his final trip. He was sprawled on his bed. He had ot removed his clothes. I asked him how he did It, but received no answer. He was unconscious as dead as a man could be and not require the services of an undertaker. And that is how tired it is possible for a person to be come. This was all right enough in the case of the brakeman. He had the strength of a horse. But it does not appear to me very sensible for a man or a woman with a two h. p. motor to make a practice of pulling a four h. p. load against time. The possible gains do not seem commensurate with the cost. Were I a worn an I should disregard the snarl- ings and snappings of the 'driver and forego work when my strength showed evidence of be ing low, and were I a man as are some men, I should snap my fingers at those who would nag me to efforts beyond the limit of my physical endurance. Cus tom requires many unnecessary labors. Of course, I know this Is the line of talk put up by many no-account people, but there is. nevertheless, something of sense in, it. The folks to whom it most applies are hot likely to go to extremes in meeting its require ments. It is as inevitable as sunrise that the individual who labors beyond his or her strength will, long before the time ap pointed by nature, have no strength with which to carry n. And that is not the worst of it they will have lost a certain sense of proportion without which life is not what it should be. All things work together Tor good. Of course. Some day, per haps, we shall have reasoned ut just how a bowl of soup and a fly in the soup work together ror good. The soup is spoiled and the life of the fly is ruined. I wonder if there are in this day any communities in this coun try where the age of a deceased person Is toUed as part of the bur ial service? In a town wnere 1 once lived 60 and more years ago, it was there were two churches, a Presbyterian and a Methodist. Each bad a bell. The Presbyterian bell was soft and sweet In tone, end I never liked it very well, because it sounded like the school bell. The Metho dist bell was loud and had a de cided clang, and when it rang it meant business. Old Jep Wipp was a Methodist. When ,he died quite a number of the neighbors gathered in to witness the transi tion. The pastor was there, and the doctor. Jed's last request was this: "When they're taking me up to the burying ground. Elder, would you see to it please that our beU ain't tolled? Have the Pres byterian bell tolled. I reckon it won't make no difference. You know. Elder, I never did. like our bell. I voted against buying it when it was bought. I thought then and I think now that it sounds like hell." Then he passed peacefuUy away. VISIT AT ASHWOOD CLOVERDALE. An. 24. Mr. and Mrs. Earl Hedges and" family visited friends at Ashwood, Ore., 'How's the boyF 'Hasn't Cut His "CAST INTO EDEN" SYNOPSIS Jersme Crain, young naval archi tect, and a wealthy society girl, named Linda, are guests aboard the yacht owned by the millionaire, Thomas Tucker, anchored at San Cristobal. Jerome and Linda are bored with one another and when the other guests go ashore, the young couple, each believing the other had gone, stays oa board. One of the sailors contracts fever and the yacht is quarantined. No one is allowed to come aboard or leave. But Jerome and Linda es cape in a skiff. Approaching an is land, the boat strikes a coral reef and starts to sink. Jerome throws the motor overboard and manages to make shore. CHAPTER IV This just about caps thahole 8 illy business," Linda said. "Yes," Jerome agreed. "You in sist on beating it rather than be quarantined with me aboard the yacht, and now it looks tike you're retting marooned with me on a desert island." "For how long I" "Until somebody passes this way or I can patch the leak and go out and haul up the engine." "Will it run?" "If not on bottom too long. Be sides we've got saiL" "What about water?" "The boat breaker's filled and there's a case of mineral." "All the same rf s not so hot" "It needn't be so bad if we can live in peace." He looked at the beach. "The tide's nearly gone. There isn't mnch fall but enough for me to get at her. I can stop the bole somehow so she ought to float." He had saved the anchor and line enough to carry it above high water mark. Linda walked off down the beach without answering. A gust of anger swept over Jerome. He had intended to explore the place with her but now decided to-get to work on the boat. It was not hard to roll on its beam ends in the water. He drove one of the oars into the sand with a block of coquina stone, made fast the end of a halyard to it, then hove the boat down, by hauling the halyard through the sheave let in to the mast bead, rolling ue splin tered strake clear of the water. Two of the cedar planks were smashed in raggedly for abocxt three feet of their length, and one of the frames was broken. It would have been a repair job of about an hour in a shipyard. Even here Jerome could have cut out "the plank and pieced it neatly enough with -proper material and tools. He wanted first to retrieve the engine and as the quickest way of doing so cat a big square from the canvas cockpit cover and hauled this until over the ragged tear in the boats bilge, securing- it' en either side in the fashion ox a "collision mac.- -inn snug corset proved enough to keep the water out except for a little seepage, as the akdf was carvel built with a smooth outer skin. Jerome worked rapidly, expect ing Linda to return at any mo ment. As she did not, he rowed off and hauled us the engine, the ex haastof which he had plugged. The boat nroved turhter than fa could have hoped and he decided that his collision mat should be enough 'to get them safely to the mainland. He worked some few minutes, at the eneine before eettinr it to ran. The noise of the exhaust ought certainly to bring; Linda uiuijiurj back, be tnongnt. . .Besides. ae an the past week. While there, they visited Horse Heaven o.uicksilver mine, They were accompanied home by Velma Crowley of Ma dras, who will stay for a short visit. School Made Ready For Opening, 16th RICKEY, Aug. 24-Schodl will open September If with Mrs. Min nie Joeckel as principal and Mrs. Carrie Branch as primary teacher. The board has had the outside of the schoolhouse repainted and the interior painted and calclmined. beNhungTy. As the minutes passed with still no sign of her, Jerome's irritation changed to anxiety. He had stripped off his outer clothes and spread them to dry before starting to work, and without wait ing to put them on he set off down the beach in spert shirt and shorts, and barefooted, to look for her. The tide was coming by this time, and Jerome as a sailor naturally made fast the grapnel line and carried the little brightly galvanized hook some distance ashore. The beach was crescent shaped and smooth for about a furlong, when it was broken by outcropping ledges of coral and coquina that ran out at right angles to it. These re curring intercepted an extended view of the shore. Higher up, the sand was deep and fine to a fringe of palms flanked by dense jungle of which the trees were sometimes large. Patches of vivid green indi cated the island to be well watered with marshy spots. Jerome's anxiety and exaspera tion increased as he hurried along It was as if a child in his care had run away to spite him because he had reproved her, and run possibly into unknown danger. He would not have admitted that Linda was dear to him, but he was conscious of a mixed desire to clasp her m his arms on fin dine her safe and sound and then whip her soundly for the fright that her willfulness was causing him. Fond parents have sometimes felt the same under similar conditions. He came to the coral ledge that cut across the beach and clambered over it, wishing that he had waited to put on his shoes. Beyond was a sandy little cove and farther on a broken formation of other strag gling ledges. Between them were clear deep pools of aquamarine. Jerome thought of barracuda and octonoda and sharks ana stine-rays. Goose-creeps rippled down his spine. He could not understand why Linda shonld have wandered so far. and one would have expected her to return oa hearing; the engine firing. Then his ere was caught by a swiftly moving object that appeared to scurry into the jungle behind a low flattened fedge about two hun dred yards ahead of him. It looked to he-some sort of small animal but Jerome could not be snre how much of Its bulk had been visible as it projected above the rock rim. Then farther down ha had a gjimpse f another that disappeared in the mow baffling way. These animals did not correspond to any ereature he could think of that was apt to be-on sueh an island. They were not coats nor bogs, lie hurried on, curious to see what the tracks might reveal, but when he came to the snot where he had seen the first tbere were no tracks. Only naked rock. The same was true of the second. He crossed a short strip of beach and came to smother ledge that thrust out. The water on this lee side of the Island was smooth except for a low wash. Jerome peered over! the top of the row ledge, A fewl yards away be easr Linda sitting with her hands clasped nnder her bent knees. She had taken off "her dress and had on enly the sheer slip under it. This was wet and clinging to her. He called. "Linda 1" She answered angrily, "Bring back my dress." Dreee? What are you taDdnz aboutr" Workman's Finger Is Badly Crushed CLOVERDALE, Aug. 23-Frank Schampier had one of his fingers badly crushed while at work on a county bridge, laying him up for some time. Mrs. J. Fliflet, who has been seriously sick at. her home at Chemawa, is not improving. Mrs. A. Kunke has been at the Fllfet home the past six weeks. Miss Helen Milky of Salem is visiting at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Carl Booth. Miss Milky spent six weeks at University of Washington this summer, and 1st Teeth Yet!9 By HENRY C. ROWLAND "Bring back my dress, you bozo I" He ignored her scanty slip and his own undress and waded round the ledge. Linda did not seem to care. She was too angry. "What's the idea? Give me my dress. You must have gone cuckoo." "I don't know anything about your dress. Do you think I'd cheese this time for little pranks? Or any other of that kind?" "My dress is gone, and my shoes and stockings. I spread them out to dry." She saw then that he was sur prised and startled. "There must be somebody on this rotten island, Jerry." "I saw two moving objects sneak ing into the bush, but they weren't men." "WeU, what were they? What sort of animal would run off with my clothes?" "Nothing I can think of. They'd scarcely be monkeys off here." She looked frightened for the first time since they'd started. To re assure her he said, "I patched the boat and went out and retrieved the engine. Let's go back and shove off." "WIU she keen afloat?" "Yes. Enough to reach the main land. We may have to baiL And we've got to eat." Linda sprang up. "That can wait till we get going. This place gives me the creeps. I'm not easily scared. Scram!" They started back. As thty crossed the strip of beach there came from the jungle an eerie cry. It was guttural and at the same time shrill and it ended in a mock ing jabber. Linda gripped his arm. "What was that?" "Don't know. Dont care for It either." They hurried on. It became ap parent then that a creature of seme sort was moving parallel to them bidden in the scrub, for they could hear a crackling and rustling at interval!. They came to a low rocky point that jutted oot and behind which the crescent beach where they bsd landed curved away so as to be hidden until they had rounded the intervening ledge. "Look," Linda wailed. Jerome had already seen the boat about a quarter of a mile out from the beach. A breeze has sprung up off the sea on the other aide of the island and the host was by this time in the zone of rippling water drifting rapidly awry. Even a strong swleimer Eke either of them could stot hope te ew italiw it. Linda said chokingly, "JKew we are done la. CooldVt yoo have made her fast? Yon lubber of a Sunday niekniokerl "She was made fash. I carried the anchor up the beach." "Then yon forgot to mala the end of the line f as. "I didst -forget to-make tt fast. Somebody er something cast it off." "Why should anybody want to do a thing like that? It doesn't make any w Be responded -angrily, "Neither does your straying off half a mile down the whore and making me leave the boat to go after you. Why didnt you come back when you heard the engine?" "I didnt hear the engine. The waves awere splashing against the rocks. Where's all the stuff we threw oot on the beech?" "I slung It all back fate the boat...." (To Be Continued) then traveled in Alaska. She will teach again this year at Salem Heights, where Mrs. Booth is principal. Army Man Wife Visit Relatives MONMOUTH, Aug. 24 Lieut, and Mrs. Herbert Powell from Fort Douglas, Salt Lake, are spending the week with Mon mouth relatives. They are accom panied by Mrs. Duff, ot Portland, Mrs. Powell's mother. A short outing at the Oregon beaches will complete their, sojourn here be fore returning to Utah.