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THE CAPITAL JOURNAL, SALEM, OREGON
FRIDAY, AUGUST 14, 1923
CapitalJtJournal
Salem, Oregon
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"Without or with offense to friends or foes
I sketch your world exactly as it (joes." nvnoN.
Grand Jury Probe Needed
The prison break ami battle resulting in the killing of two
guards and a convict, unci the wounding of a guard, together
with the leisurely and disorganized pursuit, is proper subject
Jor grand jury investigation.
Ui course the prison is old and easily broken but there
have been wardens whose discipline and efficiency was such
that there were no breaks within the walls during their
regime so that it cannot all be blamed on the building.
There are many things in connection with the escape that
need explaining, among other things the warden's own
inactivity and failure to pursue the escaping men. Then too,
the laxity at the prison, which permitted the most desperate
criminals, men who on other occasions, have broken prison,
to associate together, plot and execute another break without
discovery.
The prison has always been a political football and hence
more or less manned by incompetents. With inefficiency of
politics is now combined the curse of nepotism. Yes, a grand
jury probe will put the responsibility where it belongs and
probably save future tragedies.
bins girl. The mountain women
huddled about her. Preacher Lof
few stroked her white arm: "Save
her Qod; Josua, put Your mark
upon her."
Hour after hour passed, the tre
ble plplns was hoarse. Midnight
and the Holy Rollers- damp and
limp with exhaustion, lay flung
out upon the grass.
SEATTLE SHAKEN BY
SLIGHT EARTHQUAKE
Seattle, WV.sh., Auk. 14. Seat
tic was shaken by an earthquake
late yesterday. A seismograph at
tue university of Washington re
corded the ahok at 4: US o'clock,
lusting for omre than ft minute,
with a maximum intensity of 30
seconds. No damage waa reported.
Professor Sheldon G rover of the
univercility si-.id The center was
less than 200 miles from Seattle.
It waa of far greater Intensity
than a number of tremors which
have eiinsL'd much excitement iu
Seattle.' "
i&F Naughty Boys, Beware!
Remarkable
Eugene is staging a spectacular campaign. The news
papers are filled with page ads predicting all kinds of
disasters unless the people vote ?17D,000 in bonds to present
the Southern Pacific a site for terminals and shops northwest
of the city instead of the present site at Springfield, east of
the city. The voters are frenziedly informed that Eugene
will suffer the fate of deserted villages unless the bonds
are voted.
Springfield is busy also, pleading with the voters in "a
spirit of friendship and fairness" to vote down the bonds and
add both Springfield and the carshops to Eugene and "make
a real city," but the still small voice pleading against the
pillage of her industries, seems to be drowned in the clamor
ous broadcasting of the boomers.
To upstate onlookers the spectacle of a city sandbagging
an established suburb at the instance of boomers to create a
new suburb, at public expense, is a remarkable one and
sympathy all lies with little Springfield.
The Holy Rollers on
Shin Bone Ridge
Uy Atleno M. Sumner in the Nation
Tito lloly Hollers of Dayton Ten
nessee, rhitwe tho week it Hie f-vo-liilMin
trial for their revival time
"Tho sin down there in the valley
must Wo wiped out by the Klory uf
tho I, mill)," wild the Hollerw.
Tho Holy Holler ot Day tun have
no church. (Jod frowns upon
money, they nay, and tho conlrae
Una and carpenters of Dayton re
fuse to put stone ami mortar to
Bother without money. The Holy
Rollers, therefore, found their
"arbor church" on Hliln Hone
rtidiio two massive el in trees,
their hugo limbs nwollen and crack
ed with ape, their leaves interlac
ing. Uough wooden benches neml
circle tho elms. And crude tea
pots with fat white wicks cram
med Into their snouts blew opal
flame into tho sliver of tho moon
lit n I kIU. Night things all about.
Tho screech of the bob-cat. The
wall of tho whlppourwlll. A whir
of huts wings, and the utaceato of
Insects. Tin great mountains like
black-robed Druids keeping watch
over their own.
The Holy Hollers, a hundred or
more, sat on tho benches and on
tho ile w-wet gram. Curious folks
from tho town came to tlte cars
ahd sat and listened. A deputy
nherlff with his plnk-dresed girl
sometimes there Is trouble.
"l'olkrt, we's only got'n three
hooks an they nln't all nlikcn but
wo can I oiler somehow." said
IVeiiehod Joe Leffew, clad in blue
shirt, torn across the back, show
ing his nun -bronzed flexh, with
lorn blue overalls reeking of the
mule tram. Tho hymn rolled out.
A hymn thunderous with rhythm.
Theie wim a stamping ol bare and
lmhmiilrd foot, a swaying of bodies
old nil-n nnd old women, girls and
boys nnd little children.
Wo uin't coin' to sin any more,
l.amh,
Wo ain't goin to sin ,mv more,
Cod,
Wo's all goin to ulory, f!od,
And wash In the blood of the l,iml.
The song Mm nine a dirge and (he
illrgo beenmo a fiendish thing, ris
ing In howls and wall and nio.in-
Ings that stilled the wild tiling of
the night.
Preacher ,loo Leffcw preached
"Home folkrt thin let how as no
uns are runny people. Thev come
here, poor sinners that they nro
to mock an' revile u. Here's our
word of Scripture. 'An' Christ reel
ed to nn fro, as a drunken man.'
Now, children, dear children, some
folks think that means the Lamb
was n drunkard. T'alr.t so t ail.
It sayjt 'as ft drunken man.' You
cain't tell mo (lod'a son ever went
homo nl oiued up."
I'reachor ;Joo f.effew nssnlled
education. "I nln't got no learnln'
on never had none," said Treacher
Joo LefYow, "Olory he to the !nmhl
Some folks work their Kttnds -off'n
up 'n to the elbow to Rive their
young-une education, and nil they
do i send their young-uh to hell."
'Olorv to Jtls nam," houted
the huddled' figures, mtaty-grny In
the night damp.
"I nln't If1 no nowspapor In my
cabin for nigh upto ft year since,
tho'jLord bathed me in ills blood,"1
said Treacher Leffew.
"(.lloVy to tho Lamb," walled the
chorus of the saved.
"I never sinned enough to look
In one of theso here nlmanacw."
"Tralso Ills name," wailed the
chorus of tho saved.
"I've got eight you n g-u ns in the
cabin and thteo in glory, and I
know they're In glory bec.nu.se
never learned 'em nothin'.'
"tilory to the Lord," walled the
chorus of the saved.
"I've gotta team of good mutun
anj a wagon an' that's all I have
got, but I'd give 'em awny tomor
row for more uf this good old
time religion."
"Praise (iod," thundered the
chorus of (he saved.
Testifying began. An old woman
of seventy, her gray hair strag
gling over her lean, sun-bronzed
face. Hands nt hor hip, she pac-
d the circle hemmed in by wood
en benches. She twisted her sharp
boned old body Into gyrations,
touched the ground, shrlokod and
moaned. Ma Kergusnn "speaks with
tongues" and testifies with strange
ind stirring words,
"Wo cain't repine on no flow'ry
bods of ease," said Ma Ferguson.
We gotta save the daughters
gotta save their bodies."
lory to (iod," walled the chor
us of the saved.
group of calico-fanned moun
tain women camo forward, each
about to brlii one more potential:
Holy Holler Into this valo of grief I
i ud woo, each carrying an Infant
in hor lean, bronzed arms. I.Ike a
(ireek choms In the hollow of the
night they mo. i nod nnd swayed
1 cried together, rocking their
babies in rhythm with their
"peoi h of ton mu"." The hard, diy
ycais that sap the living Juice
from tho bodies of mountain wo
men hnd leathered their faces. The
si t ango Unlit of n vision was In
their rye. They dropped their
Utile bunillis of luby fliwh. The
moon was hte.li now. itlue and sil
ver and amber ft dripped li::ht
thivunh the dm le.ives. The moun
tain women dropped to the ground.
They clutched hand.- and kicked
and frothed ami moaned: "(intla
save tho daughters gotta save
thole bodies - gotta n,ivo their bod
Uvf "
FORD PLANT AT KEARNY
IDLE FOR PAST FORTNIGHT
Newark, N. J Aug. 14. (A.
T.) Officials or the Ford Motor
company yesterday refused to ad
mit that the Kearny plant normal
ly empolying from 4000 to 5000
men, was virtually Idle nor would
they confirm reports that the
plant shutdown waa tine to the in
atalaltion of machinery preparing
for radical .nnovutiona to be In
troduced to machinery of the Ford
cur.
Private Investigations among
traffic officers, trolley car opera
tors, gatemen and proprietors of
stores and lunch rooms near the
plant disclosed that the plant bad,
been pract 'rally idle for two!
weeks.
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DAVID COIIA-VHL.
Little fellows who don't obey mother better beware. Of courso
tho little fellow did not capture this 450 pound jewfish off
Miami, but dad, who is Leo P. Baker, of New York, landed the
big fellow one hour after ho was hooked. (Int'l Newsreel.)
One Wife on Approval
By Violet Dare
A NEW PIIXCND
Aa Cynthia Unbilled her supper
hor now-found friend turned to her
"Now, your husband probably
won't bo able to seo you until very
late, and would just know you then
and that's all," he told her. "Don't
you think It would be wise for you
to go to a hotel, and then come
back early tomorrow morning? We
can find out how ho is Just before
you go, and you'll have no cause
to worry. You must have hud a
long journey, and surely you need
a rest."
"Well If you think heat," she
answered slowly. "I wonder could
you find out for me If thtre'ri any
one else here with him that in
anyone who has been interested. I
well, to tell you the truth, I don't
know whether iny mother-in-law
is here o. not, and I'd liko to
know."
"Surely. While you put on your
hat and cloak I'll see hts nurse
and find ut for you."
Ho returned a lew moments lat
er. "Your husband came here alone,
and there has been no one Inquir
ing for him," he told her. "lie was
moat anxious to see you, but the
doctor felt that an immediate op
eration was necessary. Ho had an
attack of appendicitis, you see, and
while there was no danger, Doctor
Abbott didn't want to wait. Your
husband wanted to wait until you
came, but the nurse said that today
he received a letter, and after read
ing It said that you wouldn't be
here, and that there was no furth
er reason for delay." j
Cynthia's brow puckered In he
ed to leave him for Noel Gardner.
He bust have had that several dayn
ago. Unless perhaps there had
been a delay
"Oh, I wtoh I could Hee him!"
she exclaimed. "But, of course, it's
better to wait."
She went downstairs with the
doctor, out to his car, and sat quiet
y while he drove her downtown
and to one of tho big hotels.
"I used to live here; perhapts
you'd like me to make arrange
ments for you?" ho asked. Cynthia
nodded, without speaking. She felt
so tired that It was an effort even
to think; to try to do anything for
herself seemed out of the question.
She was breakfasting alone in
the huge dining-room the next
morning wl.en a page camo to her
with word that Doctor Hall was
calling, .
"Oh, ask him to come In here,
she exclaimed. Rven after their
brief acquaintance of the night be
fore he seemed an old friend. She
held out her hnnd to him eagerly
"I came to see If I couldn't drive
you up to tho hospital," ho told
her. "But don't hurry through your
breakfast. I'll have some coffee
with you If I may.'
Cynthia was glad to have him
there. Ho talked to hor of the
beauties of San Francisco, as eag
er in his praise of his natlvo city
as ni o.st Californlans nre, and al
though she was thinking of Jim
rather than of what tho doctor was
saying she managed to seem atten
tive at least.
She was surprised at her own
feeling about Jim. She had thought
wilderment. What letter could that
be? Surely not the one In whichshe loved him, and then that she
she had written him that she want-dldn't. She had thought she loved
Noel Gardner, Jiut this new emo
tion was quite different from the
others. The thought that she
might have lost Jim had kept her
awake all night. Without Jim life
would be a groat blank space, hav
ing no reason.
Sho had considered leaving Jim
when she thought that he no long
er cared for her. But sho knew not
that In her heart she had never
really faced that possibility, she
had never thought that sho would
have to go through life without
him.
"Oh, are you sure lie's going to
get along all right ?" she cried,
breaking Into tho middlo of one
of Doctor Hall's sentences. Then,
guli,tlly: ".My husband, I moan. I
can't help being worried about
him."
"Absolutely, unlera thero have
boon unexpected developments.
He'll be wretched for u few days,
of course, but then he'll foci fine.
You're In a hurry to get to him,
aren't you? All right, let's sta-t."
Cynthia tried to be good com
pany as they rode along, but her
thoughts wei-o all with Jim. What
letter had he received that irtnde
him think she was not coming to
San Francisco in response to his
telegram? And how could sho con
vince him that she didn't want to
leave him?
Tomorrow Out of (lie Past.
Prince in Sou ill America
Montevideo, Aug. id. (A. P.)
The Prince of Wales arrived at
Montevideo aboard II. M. S. ile
puka today. The prince landed
shortly after the Kcpulsa dropped
anchor. He will viist Uruguay,
Argentina and Chilo before re
turning to Kngland.
Tillamook Petroleum Products
company, Tillamook; Incorpor
ators, W. J. Tickler, E. J. Whit
more, H. D. Anderson; capital,
$10,000.
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popping out like hltie marbles, his
iihork of corn-colored hair on end.
pre.U'he.l. Ile dracci-d a bench
from the cuter circle into the cen
tral hollow. "Come, sinner," he
Implored, "come to the moaning
lietu'h.
Monti afler ioiir vh wailed In
(he hollow O'' the nlnht.
I'roiu the iniiniier to (he crow.
Not n momnnt'ii lime was lost.
Drama. A spurt of orange. A
tfiiT nhrlll troMe l.i unit dylnc into
a hearse noli. A Kil l of sixteen In a
flaming nport die had thrown
herwelf, a little huddled hen, up
on the hem ti. Her hands duir Into
the dltl o. the ground. Soh.t
wrenched her. Her voice waa pip
ing and jthriil. "Jedut. utivo me;
(Jod, help me; rhiijit, come to mo."
The "Kiued" mu rounded her. Mn
KergiMion hettl her white hair over
the bench, on arm about the sob-1
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