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THE DEATH OF THE OLD YEAR.
•’ Ip HE Old Year dies.
ratommanded (or that Ur»d Irrting
Like a warrior worn with wars and stretched upon
h:s sable couch no more to face the foe, awaiting the en,
Concerning Thoughtful Souls
of
his
allotted
time,
yet
a
little
while
and
the
Old
Yeai
a>
Id H ili |
> A * to r ir a u e w U
Now
the New Vein- reviving old de
h the l n I le« M * h ‘» inalili
airea,
<«'oa«l c U
nt «tier
passes into the never-ending files of the centuries.
The
thoughtful
aoul Io aolilude re
Like a sere and withered leaf that hangs upon its stit
30, 1011
—- Rubaiyat.
fened stem, to flutter down with the first biveze and he And tires.
the Thoughtful Soul, being
ription $ 1.50 Per Annum, in Advance came part and parcel of the mold-mantle made of tin probably
uu ultunnte eonsumar.
millions of leaves that have fallen before, the Old Year’s watches the annual antiea of con
time is brief.
gress and wonders if the Socialists
RING OUT THE OLD.
Like a heavy raindrop that the cloud cannot much aren’t partly right about it, after all
Ring out old shapes of foul dis
longer sustain, the Old Year trembles above the ocean of Just aa the aftermath of the t'hrist-
ease!
eternity,
in whose rolling bosom it will soon he lost for tn aa turkey haa diaup|teured, along
Ring out th e narrowing lust of
ever.
cornea New Year'a.
gold!
Ring out the thousand wars of
Like
a
fading
star
that
yet
inhabits
the
heavens
with
old!
Funniest thing von ever aaw
its dying light, unsteady in its orbit, its strength almost Jonea,
Ring In tba thousand years of
he likea hia mother-in-law.
spent, its course almost run. its destined purpose almost
peace!
Ring iu the valiant man and
fulfilled, soon will the Old Year plunge, a burned-out cin
The Danger of Overwork
free.
der,
into
the
unimaginable
gulfs
of
space.
“Medforda
Points the Wav,’’ says
The eager heart, the kindlier
an editorial caption in the Mail Trib
• * * »
hand!
une. Sure I Hut isn't Medford likely
Ring out the darkness of the
The Old Year dies, hut for him there need be no mourn to get a eramp in her good right arm
land!
Ring iu the Christ that Is to be!
ing. He has done his work well. He has given us all that in her continuous iterformanee of
—Alfred Teunyson.
a twelvemonth could offer—three hundred and sixty-five pointing the wayf
clean new-minted days, with which for weal or wo* we
A Tabloid Review
have been free to do as we have pleased. Of the warp of
“Lost
Tablets”—not
a want-ad title
BRIEF NEWS OF OREGON days ami the woof of hours we have been privileged to Requesting the return
of same;
weave whatever manner of cloth we have desired, of what Ah, no—*tis something much more
Postal savings banks will be op ever colors, grave or gay or varicolored, we have chosen,
vital—
ened January 19 at Brownsville, and
A
Medford
poet’s hid for fame.
soft and pleasant or harsh and rasping to the touch of
Jefferson.
Now,
one
would
never dream to see it
memory,
according
as
we
have
willed
to
weave.
The semi-annual examination of
teachers in Linn county is now in
If the \ ear now dying has not been the best year of That Medford, in its brisk confines.
a poet—but. howheit.
progress in Albany.
our lives, the chances are that we alone are responsible. Sheltered
Here is the poem, full of lines.
J. K. Kirby, of Sunnyslope, near
True, the fingers of fate may have meddled with the These lines are ranged one after
Baker, is the father of 22 children.
weaving, twisted and tangled the threads or marred the
All the children are living.
t ’other,
The senate public buildings com d-'sign sometimes, hut in the main the fabric that is soon
And nearly always jibe in rhyme.
mittee has reported favorably the
o he left complete or incomplete, perfect or imperfect, ns Now and again one’s lost it’s brother
bill appropriating $1.000,000 for con the shuttles of the Old Year eease to slide', is our own
But who can hit it every timet
struction of Portland's new federal
The
poet searches for the tab,els
work
for
praise
or
blame,
satisfaction
or
regret.
building.
So let us hid goodbye to the dying year with thankful From Tolo clear to Crater Lake;
John A. Hunter, of Roseburg, will
start the erection of a fruit spray ness for the opportunities that have been given us in its He works in sentiment in dablets.
And slums at many u fud and fake.
manufacturing plant in Portland. The twelve months. Where we have erred or neglected in the
plant will have a capacity of 75 bar
closing now this brief reviewlet
Old Year let us amend and avail in the year to come B\ In Those
rels a day.
tablets, were they ever
Central Howell school, eight miles all means let us do our best in 1912. We can exact no mon
found f
northeast of Salem, boasts the first of ourselves than that.
If not, the poem's loose a serewlet.
K t \ tl. IA M PM AN
hmh
*
Rexall Remedies
19 12
c
m
'< T V H I » A Y , h K V I M M P M
A Bank Account
is the seed
from
which a fortune
grows.
Why not plant
your seed
in the
Bank
[
To-Day?
ANY DAY IN THE YEAR IS A GOOD DAY
TO START THIS KIND OE GARDENING
THE
GOLD
HORA<*C P fl ION
President
HILL
HOBT. H. MOOR!
Vite President
1
BANK
IV N N W. SM IIM
( ashler
JA
glee club to be organized and con
Which makes it all the more pro
ducted successfully in a rural school
found.
A
TIMELY
THOUGHT.
in Oregon.
About
those tublets, lost, strayed,
In a gun fight between Griffin Perry
stolen:
and Jack Taylor at Andrews, 120 ■
*”11^ -HK new editor of the Ashland Tidings is evidently a
(The poem has a smack of Scott)
miles southeast of Burns, Perry was
*
firm
believer
in
the
doctrine
of
the
eternal
fitness
Note
two lines back that solemn col
W E A LL HA VE OUR
shot dead and Robert Settlemyre, a
on—
of things. He places the following cheerful stanza at the
bystander, was mortally wounded.
Were they for headache, bile or
Of five men at work in the bow head of the editorial columns of the issue of his excellent
what f
man sawmill at Apiary two were paper just preceding Christmas:
killed, two were blown out of the
------------ for
“ A flash of the lightning, a break of the wave,
University Clubs
building and one escaped injury
This coming year. I In
(In general.)
“ Like a fast-flying meteor, a swift-flying cloud,
when the boiler in the plant exploded.
tend to more than double
Circulate the champagne,
“ O. why should the spirit of mortal be proud?
Consumption is prevalent among
my business. How can 1
Pass
around
the
beer,
children of the Klamath Indian tribe
“ And man passes from life to his rest in the grave.” At the psychologic moment
do It?
I will tell you.
on the reservation, and probably one
Surely,
a
merry,
merry
thought
for
the
merry
Christ
Make every customer a
Sing
“The
Gang’s
All
Here.”
in five of the girls and toys between
satisfied one. Secure for
l i and 15 years of age have affected mastide. One would be a calloused misanthrope indeed And, they say, they’re much the s m u t
them
who couldn’t be happy at the season of gifts and gladness All over this great nation;
lungs.
Till'! BEST HAKDWAKK
The Borah bill, authorizing an ad with such a happy thought to chger him. There is such r Surely this can’t he what’s called
obtainable, and sell tl
ditional loan of $15,600,000 to the wealth of solid comfort iu the assurance that we must al’
“The higher education.”
with only a small profit
reclamation fund, if it becomes a law,
Pioneer Hardware Man
some
day
pay
the
debt
of
nature
and
become
one
with
th<
added. That’s what I have
will epen the way for the final adopt
A BALLAD IN *‘G.”
been doing and will con
ion and construction of the West earth from whence we came, that the journalistic meteoi
G zld Hill, Oregon
tinue to do In 1912.
Umatilla irrigation project in Oregon. that, shooting to the zenith from Ashiand twice a week A man with a marvelous mug
A meeting for th» pumose of con flashes across the southern Oregon heavens, singeing the Rode out of Fort Scott on a nag;
He carried u jug in u bag.
sidering the question of Irrigation
and the benefits that it would Destow scenery with its editorial tail, is to be congratulated 01 And many and muny a swig
upon the farm lands of the Rogue the timely enterprise that prompted the printing of the Reposed in that corpulent jug;
River valley was called at Medford stern Scotch preacher’s stanza just before the lighting ol And a cob fitted in for a plug
on December 9, and was attended by the cheery yule logs.
As snug as a snag in a hog.
almost 500 farmers and orchardlsts.
It is worth getting out a paper twice a week forever to The nag hud a wigglety jig
Ontario haa a unique license sys
Which churned up the jag in the jug;
tem. The Ontario ordinance provides pull off a stunt like that once a year.
And along by its side went a dog
that the number of saloon licenses
Which jiggled nlong in a jog.
shall be limited to six, and that these
With
a narrative shaggy and sag.
OREGON
NEEDS
THE
SINGLE
TAX.
licenses shall be Issued monthly at
Which he wearily, warily wug.
the regular council meetings.
By
this plan the saloons are kept strict H P H E Portland Labor Press, an ardent and able advo- O! That jug and that jog and that
ly on probation.
ja r ;
,
cate of Henry George’s single tax, prints the fol
The senate has confirmed the fol
O! That jog and that jag and that
lowing
pertinent
paragraph.
Taxes
is
a
thing
that
touches
lowing postmasters in Oregon: Ed
jug.
win S. Abbott, Seaside; Clyde K. every man s pocketbook, whether he owns property or
Brandenberg, Klamath Falls; Harvey not, and there is no single feature of our present economic The man shouted “Whoa I” to the nag,
M. Hoskins, McMinnville; George W. system that needs reforming more than does our method And took out the jug from the bag,
Then took out the plug from the jug,
Donnell, Grants Pass; Dewey B. Dav
idson, Prairie City; Albert N. John of taxation, which nearly everyone admits is crude ant And then from the jug took a jag—
son, Estacada; Charles E. Hasard, inequitable, placing a penalty on enterprise and a pre A terrible, horrible jag,
Independence, and Jay B. Steward, mium on mossbackism. Oregon should welcome an oppor Which acted as quick us a drug.
Myrtle Point.
tunity to vote on a single tax measure, for, as the Labor He shouted “Yip, yip!” to the nag,
A. O’Reilly, principal of the school
And dug in his heels with a dig,
Press
remarks:
of Spring Valley, Polk county, has re
And
the nag who would never renig
Suppose Oregon took one-fifth of the increased valut Sprung
ported to Superintendent Alderman
off with the speed of u stng.
THE
on the success of a plan of "home of the timber lands in the last ten years? Would there be
Then the muti with the marvelous
credit work" which he has establish any need of taxing the farmer’s cows? Could not the fur
mug
ed in that school there and which
Begun u vociferous brag;
niture
and
the
little
cottage
be
exempted?
Would
then
has opened up a new order of things
for the pupils of that school. The be any call to tax the people on honest industry? If then “Whoo-pee! I’m u bird on a crag;
plan is to offer so many minutes was needed any more revenue, could it not be taken from I’m a thief and u wolf nnd n thug!
credit for each little task which Is the same source ? Then what we need to do is to enact a I’m a bug-eater, hunting a bug I
performed about the house.
0, I can hold more than a kng,
And limber and limp ns n rng
When Lloyd George proposed the And
The department of agricultu-e an land value tax law.
1 have got boodle and swag
nounces the discovery along tba Paci land value tax law in the British parliament the same That says that my grave don’t get In a wad on his lug lay the nag.
And the man with the marvelous mug
fic coast line of Oregon of potash class howled with anguish who would howl in Oregon. It
dug!”
Rolled up like a cavalry flag,
sources whose potential production works all right as far as it goes, and it is going further.
To the front with a yelp went the dog. Done up like a family rug,
can be valued at $40,000,000 annually.
The potash source is in the giant kelp Tt takes one-fifth of the land value increase as shown by And—shouting “Yip-yip!” to the Lay there with his head in the bng;
ring—
And twenty feet off lay the jug—•
groves, from which the department the valuation made at the date of passing the law, and
Pell-mell
with the jug and the bng
The opulent, corpulent jug
estimates 1,000,000 tons of potassium also a slight tax of about two mills on existing values.
Went the man with the marvelous Unharmed, while the loyal cob plug
chloride could be taken annually,
mug;
Held down what ¡was left of the jag. j
from which sufficient potash can be
I he Medford Sun has made the amazing discovery that And there in the road lay a hog,
obtained to render the United States
And this is the song of the jag,
independent of' the German supply. President Taft s messages have a “ high literary value.” As still as a hump on n log.
And the jug, and the jog, and the jig; i
1 9 1 2
PL A N S
D. H. MILLER
“Bon
LUNCHES
99
Voyage
Served at All
To you in all
Hours
your ventures
in 1912
Bon-Ton
Sandwiches
Chile con Carne
Coffee
Lunches Put Up
for Drives or
Parties
For Sale—Full-blooded Scotch col
lie puppies, three months old, nt rea
sonable prices. Address Robt. Pc-
louze, Engle Point, Oregon.
Having thus established a reputation as a critic of things
" ritten. it is distinctly up to the Sun man to determine
Hie probable place in literature to be occupied bv the two-
section epic poem, “ The Lost Tablets,” just published by
a Medford disciple of Horner.
Then down in a pile went the nag,
And the dog and the hog and the jug,
And that was the end of the hog,
And that was the end of the dog,
And vain were his efforts to wag
The narrative previously wug;
And this is the song of the nag,
Of the nag that would never renig,
And the dog and the hog and the ■
hag—
A song of the swag and the swig.
—Ironquill. ‘
z
TURNERS