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PAPER
Heppner Raises Wool to Warm the World.
Si l'H "hipped away 3,245,750 pounds, and
in Im U y raUe1 950,000 DU8hel of wheat
wmh . r? vaca?t government landi, timber,
no . il! uy a,oao sneep, ana the
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EIGHTEENTH YEAR
The Heppner Gazette
la published every Thursday by)
J. : W. RE DING-TON,
Entered at the only V. 8
Postoffioe In Heppner
M secona
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OFFICIAL DIBECTOBT.
Ualted BUtea Officials. ' "V;
Prwrident...., ; William MoKinley
rniuui X. XtOOMTell
Secretary of State..... W. B. i
"secretary of Treasary.... Lymao J, 6 age
Herniary 01 interior uoraenns H. Bliss
Secretary of War E B. Boot
wretry of Nay John D. Lone
Postmaster-General Charles Emery Smith
aicorney-ueneral John W. urirgt
Secretary of Axriooltnre Janies Wilson
Com. General Land Office Binger Hermann
State Federal Offielals,
enatora.
( G. W. MoBride
tThoe. H.
I Joseph Simon
ongreesmen.,
. Ton
IK. A.
, Moony
Internal Rerenue Collector D. If. Dnnne
District Jndge C. B. Bellinger
Circuit Jadge W. B. Gilbert
ins-net Attorney J. H. Ha 1
TJ 8. Marshal Sooth H outer
Ualted States Land Officers.
ay F Lucas
TB DALLSB, O.
Otis Patterson ,
. Register
. Beoeirer
E. W. Bartlett . Register
LA sbamdi. oa.
I O. Bwaokhamer ReoeiTsr
f- Orngoa State Ofleials.
ioernor x.T. 0eir
ecretaryof Btate F. I. Don bar
Treasnrer........ F. 8. Moore
sups, mono insrrncuoa J. w. Aokermsn
Attorney General D. B. W. Blackburn
fruiter W. H. Leeds
I H. H. Bean,
. nrrois joases f. a. Moore.
.,. . ' . . . . . C. E. WolTerton
m-n nostra oanooi ind commission
Game Warden Aluha Quimbr
Ill art Chamberlain
rieh Com K. C Beid. Astoria
sanosry ourgeon si, moljeaji, rortland
- six t n j article! District.
Ttrtmit Judge.... , w. R. Kills
rromonung Attorney T. G. Bailey
Morrow County OSeials.
Joint Senator J, W. Morrow
CO ntyJudg.... A. G. Bartholomew
representative, ....A. B. Thomson
' nmmianonera J. Li. Howard
Ed. C. Aahbaugh.
. " '" Vawter Crawford
' Treasnrer M. Idohtenthal
aseeeor.... ..... 8. K.Willis
"herin J. w. Matlock
Bnrreyor. j. j. McOee
" School 8up Jay W. Shipley
C-wmer Dr. E. R. Hanfo'k
Stock Inspector Henry Snherzlnger
Deputies J. P. Bhee. lone
Ike Vinson, Galloway
hbpfmbb tows omom.
Frank Gilliam
""n 8. P- Garrigups,
T. R. Simons. J. J. Roberts, K. W Bhea, Geo.
' No' le and Thos. Quaid.
; order J. P. Williams
' '7" L. W. Briggs
r George Thornton
-HrNEB SCHOOL DISTBICT,
Directors Frank Gllll-m 0. E. Farnsworth,
i Hagrr; Clerk J. 1 Roberts.
Precinct Officer. J . ,
' riea Peace ...J. P. Williams
0 nt '. G. B. Hatt
C E. Redfleld "
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
Office in First National Bank building.
Heppner, . Oregon. '
G. W. Phelps
ATTORNEY AT LAW
Office on May street.
Heppner, Oregon.
J. W. Morrow
ATTORNEY AT LAW
and
U.S. COMMISSIONER.
Office In Palace hotel building, Heppner, Or.
A. Mallory,
U. S. COMMISSIONER
' NOTARY PUBLIC
i. .nthnrtsed to take all kinds of, LAND
PROOFS and LAND FILINU8.
Collections made on reasonable terms.
Office at residence on Chase street. '
' GoTernment Und script lor sale. .
' D. E Cllman
J GENERAL COLLECTOR.
Put your old books and notes in bis
;:, hands'and get your money out ol them
u.b. a .neclalty of hard collections.
office in J. N. Brown's building, Heppner, Or
Dr. m: Br Metzlef
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Teeth .Extracted and Filled.
Bridging a specialty
Painless Extraction. . . .
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Oregon.
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TonsorialArtists
Yonr patronage solicited.
Satisfaction guaranteed..
Hot and Cold Baths- 4
Main 8treet, near Palace Hotel, ' Heppner.
Nothing so
Good
a a irar jr. lit hTrae to refresh ens
. wine b -v-r been j
..iHXKrred. uid there Is one malt
beverage that Is better than others
' that is
J.B. Natter's beer
0 w ioold cellar S the solid rook keeps
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sms. ..1. at sllOO. 100
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similating the Food andBegula
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- -Every Modern Convenience.
Drummers' Resort. : Stockmen's Headquarters.
One of the finest' equipped Bars and Clubrooms
in the state in connection,;.., ' ., '
First-Class Sarripl Rooms.
For Business Heppner Is one of the Leading
Towns of the West. J vs.3.
For Fall and Winter Wear ! jL
Al; LIGHTENTHAL.
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Old Stand. Main Strstet. 5
HOME INDUSTRY.
FLOUR
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Heppner Flouring Mill Co.
Has secured the services of a first class miller,
i ' .' and keep on hand a full supply of
FLOUR, GRAHAM, : GERM : MEAL,
WHOLE WHEAT, BRAN and SHORTS
.i Of the very ht qnaljty and
The mill, . .exchanges
their patronage, j i
W. L.
Come to Morrow.
lands. Values are sure to double up. Nev
HEPPNER, MORROW COUNTY, OREGON, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 21. 1901.
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For Infants and Children.
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. Always Bought
Bears the
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tms einraua company. hc vena srrv.
Strictly First-Class
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Pioneer Boot and Shoe Dealer of Heppner, has
of Footwear for
H.pamng apao.-ny
FLOUR
guaranteed to give satisfaction.
Am
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of- uity
11 ujK' : ; use
W For Over
Thirty Years
mm
with the farmers, ' and solicits
HOUSTON, Manager
County-for low-priced
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J. E. VVino in Brbcdbr's Gazbtte.'
The boys all liked the White
Sage Mesa; it had such good feed
for one thing, the sheep were not
much trouble up there; then
the country was so smooth, an ex
actly plain surface, sloping slightly
but apparently absolutely; flat for
milea. Then there was no brush;
one could see for ., miles in any
direction, an unruly and wandering
ram could not stray tar until he
was spotted and one of the eager
dogs sent to bring him back. And
there Was hares up there,, and
white-plumed, sage-hens that one
could sometimes knock over with
a Winchester 38.. The worst of it
was that there was no water, but
that made the feed the better, for
no fear of its being' grazed except
when snowvlay therej aod there
was no wood and no fuel but buffa
lo chips, and these hard to find i
when snow lay six inches deep. '
. White Sage was, flat, as I have
said,ionly ; there wefe j here, and
there little buttes, or chimneys
sticking up a", little way above the
level. ' They were mere' warts on.
on the plane surface, the cores of
old. volcanic vent-holes, t maybe,
that had escaped -the weathering
away of the , rest of ' the superin
cumbent masof; rock; and these
buttes made good landmarks on
the White age. r Ag&inBt the red
of old Square-top butte projected
the white tent of Sandy Jim. herd
er of the Matchlock outfit Sandy
Jim had in his charge 2200 ewes,
grand old matrons, well graded up
in ftambouillet, French blood! and
some 70 old rams,, wide-horned old
fellows, inclined now to be restless
and to seek new fields' of conquest
and new loves. These rams were
an especial worry to Sandy Jim.
" Why don't the fools . take out
their bucks. I'd like " to know.
they're no use in here any longer
and I'll lose some of them sure as
ever I get off this M?$a." And he
made wide detours every day. co-
ing around every track, to be sure
that none had escaped his vigilancp.
it was the day before Christmas, j
dried apples. He had earned m
all the chjps within a mile. The
camp-mover should have come; inj
day before . yesterday. - He had
been to the railway, ou mnes away
for supplies, and with contempt
and even rising resentment Sandy
remembered the camp-mover's
weakness for bad whiskey. "He
lets me starve and freeze while he
lays around Poker Pete's soaked
full of rot-cut whiskey," he mur
mured. And taking an old sack
he stiolls out again ; seeking more
chips. The food question was not
serious. There was always muiion
that one could eat.
The sun was an hour high. There
. ,, ,t xl
was a Brightness aoout wie buu
The most beautiful thing in
the world is the baby, all
dimDles and iov. The most
pitiful thing is that same baby,
j .
thin and in pain. And the
mother does not know that; a
ittle fat makes all the differ
ence.
Dimples and. joy have gone,
and left hollows t and fear, the
at, that was comfort and
color and curve-all but pity
and love-is gone.
The little one gets no fat
w t
rom her food. There is some
thing wrong, it is either her food
food-mill. She has had
or
no
fat for weeks; is living on what
she had stored in that plump
little body of hers; and that is
gone. She is starving for fat;
it is death, be quick !
Scott's Emulsion of Cod
Liver Oil is the fat she can
take; itwill save her.
The cenaine has tats osetare
a
it, take bo other.
If roa have aot tried it, send
for free sample, hs agreeable
taste wilt snrptist jrott.
SCOTT A BOWNB.
Chemists.
4Q9 Pearl (., N, Y
(JOtj,- imditiO .
and a suspicious minglinc of rri.
mauc coiors on each side. Down
in the south there rose slotrlv
won ui uar& ciouas. sanay sur
veyed it uneasily. The sheep had
uoi leu meir Dea-ground. Old
uess, the collie, who had seen many
winters in this range, sat on the
rock above the tent and hnwlAri
dismally. "She's goingl to storm
ana she's going to do it about
right." bandy mnttered. T niah
I was down among the cedars."
A A 1 - A a
nu k"u ue sirainea his eves
ncroBB tne guttering expanse to
ii.. i. . .
ward where the pack-train should
come and shivered when he
thought of the cheerless tent and
the cold stove and wondered if be
would find fuel enough even to
broil bis meat.
JNow there is no villain in this
story, which happens to be a true
one. The camp-mover was just at
mat moment getting under way
irum uie railway. He had had
bad luck, his burros had scattered,
Hume going ottos toward the ranch
the previous night, and some in
another direction toward where
they had once lived; he had lost a
day getting them together and
grimly he had yoked them together
aDa tiea tnem with double knots
to a telegraph pole so as to avert
further mischance from that
source. He was studying the
weather, too, and apprehensive
niB tnougnts ran thus: "I wish I
knew that 8andy Jim better. He
is sure going to have a test .this
trip. It'll be hell to hold that herd
on that windy mesa when it begins
to storm. And they'll drift to the
edge and jump over the nm-rock
and smother. And the kid'll either
stay in his tent and let them go or
hell try to follow and like as not
get lost and I'll have to try to End
him, after I have got the sheep to
gether again. I believe he'll stay
with them, though. I have never
seen him shirk, and he is one of
those quiet fellows. Queer how
those Eastern boys come out here
from their schools and soft beds
and take to this hard life. Some
way they seem to have more grit
than most of the boys raised out
here. It must be in the blood.
'em up Soapl And on the pact
train jingled, laden with provis
ions, ana unaer the camp-mover a
coat the precious bundle of letters.
And far Eastward in that little
farm house, so far that breakfast
was over and the thinga put away
before the stars had paled over
White Sage, there had been joy
that morning, for the letter had
come from oanav Jim (oniy io
them he was James Lawson), with
the check and the few words eay
ing: "Take it, my dear father, and
pay it on the mortgage, l wisn it
was more and I will soon be able
to make it more, if I continue to
suit them here. I like the life,
only it is a little lonely sometimes,
but the work is not hard, except
now and then. I wish you could
see the new Ohio rams we turned
in three weeks ago; they would do
your eyes good, and when I come
home I believe we must clear up
the back pasture and put some
good sheep on the old home place."
And the girl in the story was
thinking: "I wish Jim understood
me better. I don't think he is any
less brave and manly than Dick.
True. I did admire Dick in his new
uniform and maybe I snubbed Jim
a little tiny bit, but I think after
all caring for an old father and
mother is as noble as fighting Fill
pinos, and may be just as heroic,
I wonder if be got my letter today?
I mailed it just four days ago, but
he is so far from the poatoffice. 1
wonder why I could not have been
kinder;' and a lovely blush crept
over ber face as she remembered
some bygone passages,
The sheep did not leave their
bed-ground. The cloud advanced
swiftly. Snowflakes began to sift
down. The sun shone from be
neath the cloud for a brief moment
and was blotted out Things began
to disappear from view in a fleecy,
snow-filled atmosphere. Bandy
hurried back to his tent. He put
in his half-sack of chips, tucked
the folds of the tent together and
went out to pee how the sheep
were taking it. They were huddled
together, calmly chewing their cud.
He went in and lit a fire. He did
not put on much of the precious
fuel, it might be hard to get more.
A blast shook the tent The wind
was rising fast The boow seemed
to fly in level lines. The interior
of the tent seemed all at once full
of floating crystals. He shivered
and bngged the tiny stove. A faint
clamor of bells disturbed him. He
put his bead outside. , The herd
was almost bidden by the flying
snow, and what be could see of it
seemed to be slowly moving away,
ea
Speaking to bis dogs be went out.
The herd was already drifting
away before the blast. He seut
the dogs and turned them back
and once more put them on their
bed.ground, Hp was surprised to
moved; his dogs led him to it It
occurred to him that in such a
storm one might easily get lost.
He was not cold, except for the
sting of his face and neck, there
was an inch of snow on the bed on
the ground in the teDt. lie opened
the stove, stirred the smoulderiDe
thLIf, u j c,10Be? P
me uraugnrs, rolled up his bed.
putting the tarpaulin over it m.
fully and sat down on the roll.
Old Bess, from thA Iaa of tha
tent, spoke and he knew that th
heid was drifting again. The tent
was shaking violently. . onlv thn
strong and well-driven stakes and
the new ropes he d it nnrio-hf
Sandy shivered, turned up bis col
lar, drew on his mittens and want
out. The herd was not to be seen.
The dogs led him off. two hundrnrl
yards brought him in hearing of
the bells. He ran on in front of
the storm and soon overtook thnm
They were white as ghosts, everv
ock of wool filled with hard SDOW
crystals. He sent the docs around
them, following rapidly himself.
le was not surnrisnd that, tho nnrra
rlirl nnt J I
did not check the advance, nothing
tr "
Beemea surprising just then. Get
ting at last in front of thA olnu,i
drifting mass he heard Bess bark
ing valiantly, doing her utmost to
stem the tide of sheep that never
theless flowed resistlessly on. He
shouted, cuffed, kicked, tried in
vain either to stop or turn them.
ney would walk past him, seem
ing to pay no attention to him
close up in front, leaving Jim in
tne interior of the herd. Anothnr
terror drove them on, a terror so
much more dreadful than tho fpar
of man, and he was helpless. Al
ready he felt that they had drifted
too far ever again to see their old
bed-ground. The thought came
that it was after all for the best.
hey would continue to drift on tr
the edge of the mesa, they would
drop down into a sheltered canyon.
ah would be safe there. And he
worked his way out of the herd to
the front again
and bowincr before
the blast went doecedlv on hefnrA.
(Jin Harh rnma tn him .nJ ,u: j I
u . wuiuou,
loomng lor . orders. He motioned
er to oa to thA ronr i
uvo. x go .-"VAltl im if ..air
realized that they had gone bacs
to the shelter of the tent. "It's
you and me for it, Bess," he grimly
remarked.
He who "tempera the wind to
the shorn lamb" is merciful beyond
what sometimes seems. Bandy,
struggling on before the fierce
blasts, bis hair filled with ice, ms
face stinging, was not suffering so
verv much. There was a cruel
ache of ears, that Btopped after he
felt the one needle-like thrust that
would have told him, had he
known, of freezing; after that there
was no more pain of. ears, ine
deadly chill of body was succeeded
by a numbness; he Beemea to nave
no weight, his feet went on and on
and he had the curious feeling of
following them without resting up
on them. Only his brain was alive,
and that seemed very much awake
indeed. A crowd ot thoughts
swept on, like the shapeless forms
that hurried by, snowy shapes,
of wind-driven snow-spirits. He
thought of his associates on the
ranch and the pranks they had
played on him a few months be
fore when he was out a "lenaer
foot." of the erim and saturnine
camp-mover, his "boss," and the
thought came with a thrill, "i am
no coward, I am staying with the
sheep. I wonder if Lippy Jack
would have left his tent toaayr
And he remembered . with a new
understanding the words of bis
oamp-movei: "im putting you
here, Bandy, because i tninn you
will Htay with your sheep.
It was, as near as he ooulu ten,
about four miles across the level
to the rim-rock and the breaks.
Ue lost all track of time and dis
tance, but as he went on a new
thought filled him with terror.
ThA rim.rock! The edae of the
mesa was a low cliff of hard lime
stone, running unbroken some
times for miles, then again having
breaks where animals could get up
or down. Supposing he struck it
where there was no break? He
well knew that the sheep would
jump over; it would be only ten or
twelve feet, maybe, out yet enoug
to pile up and Btnotber a great
many. A ureau nnea mm. iww
-II BIT 1 I
was he to know where ue wouia
strike the rock or how would he
steer bis course to strike a safe
descent? He reached a sudden
decision. He would leave the flock
and hurry on before, prospect the
ledge, find if he could a break in
it, theD try to steer the flock in
that direction. And he began to
ran, clumsily, forward, directly in
front of the gale. Once or twice
he paused, out of breath, to walk
a little, then on again, till, with
hardly a dozen feet to spare, be
came out on the brinn or me nm
rock. And there was no way down.
Now he did a wise thing. Many
fragments or cliff lay inereaoum,
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heavy to lift. Hastily he piled up
half a dozen to mark where he had
struck the cliff; then bearing slant
ingly along the edge, the wind jet
mostly at his back, he hurried on.
A few hundred yards brought him
to a turn in the direction of the
wall, and to a stretch of broken
aown cliff. Here he could put
them down, if ha ornA r.nn 41.
rsacic.now, filled with fierce de
termination and impatient haste,
he hurries. The blast lifts him al
most off his feet. The snow fills
his eyes so that he can scarcely
see. He struggles on and on, reach
es his monument, almost falls over
it before he sees it, then turns
directly against the storm to meet
his herd. As he struggles on a
new fear greater than any yet
assails him; what if he miss the
sheep altogether!
He glances from side to side as
best he can; to his joy he sees a
dim mass moving steadily past
him on the right; he hears the
bells, muffled though they ; are,
driven full of snow, he turns and
6 wllu lue DOCK, ana Dft
feels that the first victory is his
is again with the flock: Ann ha
jnow ne calls to old Bess and at
last she comes to him; very sub
dued she is, hardly any life left in
her, yet obedient and faithful and
only too glad to have the compan
ionship of her master. "We moat
turn 'em Bess, we must turn 'em,"
he shouted, and running down to
the front of the column he began
to head the " leaders diagonally
across the path of the storm. Bess
knew. Together they worked with
all energy possible. And he felt
the joy of victory when he saw that
he was succeeding. : And very soon
the cliff was in front of them, and
after one more fierce, almost des
pairing effort, the herd was turned
and moved along the edge toward
the break. Then they were pour,
ing over the edge in the safe de
scent, and he dropped over with
them, hurrying the leaders on out
of the, way of those behind, felt
the relief of the shelter. There
was little wind there, and he knew
mat ne nad won.
. .
"Now if I had a
little fire and
may he had let his matoh pocket
blow full of snow; it had melted in
part, the matches were a sodden
mass, fire was out of the question.
He laid the matches under the
rock where it was dry, hoping that
they might become lightable and
sat down leaning against the cliff
to rest, for he was very weary.
Old Bbsb went off with the sheep.
The sheep Btood huddled against
the cliff. The air was still there,
but over their hsada the storm
blew on and the snow sifted over
the edge.
He was cold again. He won
dered whether he would freeze.
No one could come to him during
this storm, and he began to wonder
where the camp-mover was. Well,
whatever may have happened to
the other herds his was safe. He
would get up and stamp around
pretty soon and get his blood
stirred. But he was getting warm,
er, it was so comfortable there,
out of the wind. He was very
tired. Rest seemed bo sweet. And
again his body Blumbered while
hie mind lived on. He was back
at the old home again.; The apple
trees were in bloom. The sun
shone warm in the little porch.
The bees were humming about.
The cows grazed on the hill. The
murmur of the brook reached his
ears. His mother smiled at him
as he worked. His father was
shelling ceed corn out in the wood
shed. "That's the kind you want,
Jim, the ears filled out over the
tip," his father was Baying, "i" es,"
he said over and over, "filled out
over the tip." The sun shone so
warm, and it was so comforting.
And the bees kept worfcing in tne
apple blossoms.
But what made the apple blos
soms fall so fast? They were
covering him up as he sat. Soft,
sweet, perfumed petals, falling,
falling, gently coming, down and
down. They were falling all for
him. And coming toward him was
a shape be knew. It was she, the
brown-baired maiden, his old play
mate; she stood and smiled at him
and pelted him with apple dios
boibs. She would come with two
bandt) full of white petals and
open them softly and pour out a
shower of snowy petals that would
settle down silently over him. And
he tried to tell her, but all he could
.... i alf 4 .l
Bay was " lon I you Know t "
only nodded her head and smiled and
be knew that she knew. Ana sne
ehook out more sjiple bloHuome O'er
him. And the sun shone so bright and
warm, and the bees buzzed merrily, and
he was so warm and bo tired and lie
slept. It was so delicious to Bleep.
(Concluded next week.)
Take it all around, Morrow County
hat a god, healthful climate, and Pap
Si mom, who baa lived in many places,
i I fluua I
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cava thora art mare piuaant uaya uerq
1100 for
the hay now ruw.M
er again will tend gdlso low as it cIq roWi
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