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W hat’s B een Your Experience?
A couple of local bachelors were exchanging
confidences the other day regarding their respective
ideas of the qualifications of an ideal wifq, Such
discussion is harmless, but it is the outstanding
fact concerning love’s young dream before marriage
that no matter, how a man may have determined
upon a certain type of girl, po matter what attrib
utes, of character and personality lie may have de
cided are essential, some day he may see a girl who
bowls over all his convictions, who upsets every'
standard he had outlined, and whom he marries in
defiance of his own better judgment and the advice
of friends. The comforting thing is that so many
marriages turn out successfully.
The emotional complex we call love that gen;
erally preceeds matrimony is thrilling because of its
disregard for all the rules. The qualifications of an
ideal wife could be determined with considerable
accuracy by any group of intelligent scientists. But
no man would be guided a moment by them when
the fated pretty pair of eyes, grace on the dance
floor, or skill of the skillet, crossed his path. He
knows then only that he sees the girl and wants
her, and he thinks he will die if she woh’t have
him. So they are married, and if they don’t always
live happily ever afterward, the chances for such
happiness are as good as if .lie had applied to her
a Bet of ideal rules, tested her for all the noble
abstract virtues, or quizzed her concerning all the
qualifications that he, in his reasonable but loveless
moments, had decided his wife should have. .
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A S SOOM AS w e ArtfeOt
Trotty loved the snow sad the
Bat Joha wee wanted.
He did not want to «fart it. but
i w«e something about thu
t seemed to him to act aa
it would be lncreartigiy
j it’ won’t torn Into a real
oc a gato," b» thought to
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it is cheaper to buy votes in a primary
tee to an old-style )>olitical convention,
in g question of practical politics.
The modern bathing suits of the past season
iy be fully and »imply described as “ something
begin» nowhere and ends at once.”
A
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late polities.
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¡¡n s » /«
ther calls oa Amos to oomplaln,
blaming pydh» for the mishap.
CHAPTER IIL—Lydia explains
a K t o s a / S js s a s ? , « ¿ s
ASBURY PARK, N. J„ A
freak of the 80 mile gale
which swept New Jersey
Monday’ was to scoop a sheet
of water froth Deal lake,
carry It 300 feet away and
toss it on the roof of the
coastguard building. Ng one
was hurt.
AND
Selfishness makes
never happiness.
riches,
A poet’s sole cnance for getting
money is to marry It.
PITTSFIELD,
Mass., A
difference
In automobile
headlight
regulations - in
Massachusetts and N. e w
York has become a bugbear
for motorists,
especially
those from the bay state
who are being penalized by
the police aa they cross the
line lntp Nassau, N. Y. Re
taliations b y
Massachu
setts police are threatened.
CHICAGO. — To temper
the storm he created in
church circles with his rec
ommendation of wines and
beers as an aid to longevity,
City Health
Commissioner
Herman Bundeesen
came
out today with the mild ad
vice that fish were a simple
but certain preventative for
goltips.
No matter how llttlfe we want,
we will manage somehow to get
along on less.
Women, as a rule, have poor
Judgment, as you can see by
looking their husbands over.
Marriage haB its limitations,
and nobody has ever exceeded
them without making a mess of
The kind of momentum that
lakes you up hill is different
from the kind that carries you>
.down.
A circuit court has ruled
that candidates may have /
slogans following
th e ir
names printed on election
ballots, and we know of a
few candidates who will not
measure up to their slogans.
— Athena Press.
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Hurricanes In the south
and earthquakes in Cali
fornia. Stay where you are
In the Willamette valley.—
Woodburn Independent.
The world is a great hotel
and you may always have
such accommodations as you
are 'willing to pay for.—-Con
trat Oregon Press.
But they went on, the snow com
ing down thicker and thicker, so
that It was bard to see anything
else but snow.
And John was right. It was allow
ing signs of being a' Mfkzard—»'
blizzard such as a blizzard can 1 m
when It deserves the name.
On they drove Into It, little know
ing the danger that lay ahead of
them, though vaguely, Ainiy, John
fMt an uncertainty about It all that
he did not like.
" I gueto It will be all right," be
said, as much to reassure hlpoaelf
as anything.
“It will be fine," said Trotty.
But the blizzard waa beginning.
And the blizzard was of another
John and Trotty drove an into the
*Tve got a rug for Daniel beside
the one now ever Mm," John said.
"8b If that gets Wet he won’t get
rheumatism. Not but what he
isn’t ttked to getting wet often
enough, t a t 'fa’s • pretty long, cold
“What, the laboring man
wants,’* s a i d
the old”
wheeze, “is more work and
Isas of It.” Bui u took Hen-
ry Ford to figure out how to
give It to him.— La arande
Observer.
Who said that this ,1s an
age of young blood? Just
Hez Heck says: "If yon are * look at such old timers as
Walter Johnson, Ty Cobb,
‘talked about,’ you are Some
body; If you ain’t talked about,* Grover Alexander ’ and many
others. Newberg Empire.
you are Jist a plain suob.”
TURNING THE PAGES BACK
ASHLAND
ASHLAND
ASHLAND
10 Years Ag<
20 Years Ag<
30 Year’s A go
Francis Winter who has
seriously 111 from tonsllitls is
ported to be Improving.
Mrs. Mary Wilahlre entertained
Mr. and Mrs. W. L. Moore, Mr.
and Mrs. W. W Usaher, Mrs. M.
M. Long, Mrs. Arthur Hubbard.
Mrs. W. M. Wright. Mrs. J. P.
Johnson and Mias Pearl Wtlahlro
last Thursday evening.
Benton Bowers left for Port
land Friday to attend the Oregon
State Tax Conference held Satur
day and at which over thirty
counties of the state were repre
sented.
Mtaa Waive Jacobs of Klamath
Falls Is leading In the contest for
queen of the Rose ‘Festival at
Portland. Mias Jacobs Is well
known la Ashland and became
very popular with the younger
set during a visit as the guest of
Mrs. H. O. Enders, Jr., last
Chas. A. Harris of the Western
G. M. Granger was In Grants
Pass the first of the week meet Union office In Ashland, went ov
ing brother game wardens in con er to Yreka yesterday where he
will have charge of the company’s
vention.
business for a month or more dur
J. H. Cole, wife and six child ing the absence of the regular op
\ .
ren, from Knowlton, WIs., arrived erator.
In Ashland thia week, to locate
here.
Capt. J. L. May is now on night
duty at the S. P. station to Ash
Mrs. A. McCalleu returned to
land and 0 . W. Catos performs
Oakland, Cal., yesterday. Mr.
the duty of freight and ,baggage
and Mrs. L. L. Mtiltt and son ac
agent on the day shift.
companied her. Mr. Mullt will he
back to resume his duties at the
First National Bank la a week or
Reverend William Clyde will
more.
officiate at the morning aervlceà
at the Presbyterian church, dur
ing the absence of the regular
T. D. Jackson of Hot Springs.
pastor. Reverend Mr. Strange. In
8. D., ts among the new residence
the east.
of Ashland. * Hl« son, John Jack-
son and family preceded him here
and were so well pleased with the
Mlaa Elvira Victor« one of the
country that they pansed the good teachdre of the Ashland puMic
news along, and more of the school», has bean granted g state
South Dakotans are likely to fol- life diploma by BugL of Public
Instruction ihrin.
w in become "one or the crowd."
Levine tells Amos hie plan to take
timber fr o m the Indian reeervatloa
and nlttm ately have It opened for
settlement.
CHAPTER IV. — Patience suer
curabe to an attack of diphtheria,
leaving Lydia feeling that her trust
In Clod la lost and her sm all world
hds otdlapsed. She finds oomfort la
the , tovlag kindness o f John L»-
vlne. Lydia learns that a note of
Amos*, hacked by Levine and held
the apt«.
(Now go
or
ci
had frozen crystal clear. The air
was breathless. As she skated She
chanted, to Improvised tunes, bits
ojt Tern.
She hunted through * Scottish
mountains and moors, she whirled
from Ghent tO-Alx and still high
hearted and In the land
visions,
took off her skates and entered the
house. She banged the door, then
stood for a moment staring, Kl-
vlry and Margery were seated be
fore the living nxan stove, while
old Lizzie sat on one edge of Arooe’
armchair eyeing the two bllllger-
ently.
Margery was wearing a new far
coat Her beautiful black • eyes
looked out from under a saucy fur-
trimmed hat with a scarlet qulU on
the side. Elvlry wore Mack broad
cloth with fox qollnr and muff. Ly
dia, In a remodeled coat of her
mother’s, nnd her old tarn and
mended mittens, recovered from her
surprise quickly.
i
“Hello r she said.’ “When did
you come? This is the first time
you’ve ever been In our house,
Mrs. Marshall, Isn’t l t r
"Ye»,’’ replied tavlry, “and.”
with a glance at Llzsle, "I wouldn’t
be here now If Mr. Marshall hadn’t
n s dr me."
“Oh, mamma,” protested Marg
ery. “I wanted to come."
“You hush up. Margery! What
I came for Is that Mr. Marshall
would like to have the three of you
come to our house for Thanksgiv
ing dinner.” -
Lydia suddenly giggled. “Don’t
worry, Mrs. Marshall, we can’t
coipe. We’re going to have com
pany ourselves for Thanksgiving,"
Elvtry gave wftuge sigh of re
lief. “Well, that’s too bed.” she
said. “We’re going to have a grand
dinner, too.” -
“So are we?’ retorted Lydia.
“How’s
Florence
Dombey F
asked Margery. "Mamma, can’t I
stay and play with Lydia a wnUeY*
“We’ll stay a few minute«," saw
Elvlry. loosing her furs and settltog
Hack In her chair. “It’s a real small
place, Lizzie, hut you can do so
little work now, I s’pose It’s Just as
xwe»l.”
Lydia had produced a paste
board shoe box of paper doto
which she gave to Margery. She
cuddled Florence Dombey in her
arms and gave one ear to Margery’s
questione as to the names and pet“
sonalltiea, of the paper dolls, the
other to Elvlry’« comments.
“It ain’t so small,” sniffed Liz
zie. “It’s blgger’n anything yoa
ever lived In. Elvlry, till Dave sold
enough lumber he stole from the
government to start a bank.”
"Land. Llzsle, don’t be so cross.“
said Elvlry. T suppose you’ve
beard the talk about John Levine?
He’s getting In with that halfbreed
crowd up on the reservation that
the Indian agent’s such friends
with. Tbev say Levine's land hun
gry enough to marry a squaw.
He's so dark, I wouldn’t be sur
prised If he had Indian blood him
self. Land knows nothlhg would
surprise me about him. They say
he’s Just naturally crooked.”
Lydia and Florence Dombey sud
denly stood In front of Elvlry.
“Don’t you say such things about
Mr. Levine." said Lydia slowly,
cheeks bright, eyes as blue as Flor
ence Dombey’s.
"Well I" exclaimed Elvlry, be
ginning to pull her furs up, “I don’t
seem to be able to please rou two
with my conversation, so I’ll be go
ing. Margery, get up off that dirty
oor. I never cared much about
roos* wife, she Mas too proud, but
at least she was clean. She’d turn
over In her grave it she knew what
this house looked like. Come, Mar
gery, the horse will be cold, stand
ing so long.”
Lizzie opened her mouth to speak
but Lydia shook her head, and the
o stood In silence, watching the
parture of the Visitors. When
the door had Closed Lizzie burnt
forth in an angry tirade, but Lydia
only half listened. She . looked
Slowly around the living room, then
walked Into the dining room and
thence Into the kitchen.
She
opened the pnntry door and stared
at the dust and disorder, the rem
nants Of food, the half-washed
dishes.
“
She came slowly back into the
living room. Old Lizzie was rg-
enlshtng the stove, stili mutter-
g to herself. Lydia observed for
the first time that her apron was
dirty. Thinking It over, she could
not recall ever having seen Lizzie
with a clean apron. A deep Maae
• f shame suddenly enveloped Ly
dia.
)h, I wish someone had taught
' she groaned. “I wish mother
lived. Everybody l«*a < to go
die on met I suppose Usale
dad’ll be next Adam helps to
i the house dirty. There's dog
at
s s s ’iif
CHAPTER IL — Lydto, Patience
and a companion. Keut Moulton,
playing by the lake, are accosted
py an ora equaw from the nearby
reservation. Lydia gives her food.
MargevK sm all daughter o f Dave
Marshall, the town*» banher, Joins
Speaking o f Morals
A commercial reporter advises of the fact that
last year America s|>ent $50,000,000 for imported
foreign nuts. Now, that’» one crop we were sure
thia country had a surplus supply.
(Continued Prom Yeaterdny)
j w d been out in more stonne
What Others Say j
“ Dr. Jekall and Mr. Hyde” may not be a great
book but more than one worthy soul in the light of
his own experience has found it true. Neither are
the two famous Stevenson characters original, be
ing nothing more than- well delineated reproductions
of the average human, type. Few of us probably
ever achieve the extremes attained by the saintly
Jekyll or the wicked Hyde, but many go wiggling
and wobbling through life inclining first toward
lofty sentiments, high emotions and sublime ideal
ism then leaning suddenly and distinctly i nthe un
happy direction of motives and longings of the
baser sort. The wind which stirs the waters beneath
life’s somewhat leaky vessel is a treacherous one,
likely to shift when we least expect it.
Even the serious-minded young Sunday school
teacher who hurries away each Sabbath mom to
her class of boys is in constant danger of at least
thinking ‘‘darn it” under sufficient provocation
whether or not she yields to the more horrible temp-
ptation to say out loud. Mrs. Hyde!
The Jekyll-Hyde combination, however, does
not invariably run true to the most generally accept
ed tradition. There have been men whose very
lapses have resulted in the temporary ascendency
of the Jekyll strain. Thus one occasionally sees a
gregariously inclined gentleman, plainly shaky on
his several legs, yielding to the finest impulses of
sweet chaijty and good will, giving abundantly of
his material substance even when most under the
influence of what at first glance appur to be Hyde
attributes. Next day, with his mental faculties and
blood pressure restored to something approaching
normal, he will snap at his stenographer, talk mean
ly over the telephone to his wife and refuses the
Salvation Army lassie the little penny slie beseeches
in behalf of the worthy poor.
As a matter of fact it is rather difficult to de
termine the thing most likely to elevate a man to the
Jekyll class or send him tumbling ingloriously down
among the Hydes. Inhibition probably has made
as many of the latter as the former, while a proj>er
’ amount of intellectual aud emotional elasticity has
been the saving factor in the life of more than one
.fortunate individual who never is quite a saint or
quite a sinner. Extremes are a gotxl thing to shy
away from. Good or bad, they are likely to prove
embarrassing in the end.
wj»WT to ra tb W ^
with the story)
••t/oooness r exciaimea uyum.
“How lo the world yoa do It so
quietly, I don’t see. Come on to.
It’s as warm as sods.”
Charlie ahot Ma canoe to the
pier and in a moment waa floating
beside Lydia. She took a deep
breath, let herself sink ana a mo
ment or two later came op several
yards beyond him. He did not miss
her for a moment, then be started
for her with a about A game of
tag followed ending In a wild race
to the pier.
z
“Yoo certainly are a little sun-
fish In the water,” panted Charlie,
as they sat with feet dangling off
the pier.
"Ought to be, Fm In It enough,"
returned Lydia. “Charlie, there’s a
poor old squaw came here today.
What’s the matter with the In
dians? Why don’t they work?"
Charlie's mouth twisted In- a
sneer. "Why don’t they work?
Why don’t the whites give ’em a
chance? Dirty thlevea, prowling
round like timber wolves. Ask
Dave Marshall. Ask that gumshoe
ing crook of a Levine. Don’t ask
me/’
T>vlne's not a crook," shouted
Lydia. “He’S my friend.”
The sneer left Charlie’s face and
he laughed. “Your friend Is he,
little sanfish?”
’“Yes," said Lydia, furiously.
“He gave me Adam,” hugging the
dog's ugly, faithful head. He Im
mediately tried to sit in her wet
lap. “And he’s done as much for
me as nly own father."
"If he's your friend,” said the
Indian gently, ’I won’t - speak
against him to you again.”
Lydia Instantly was mollified.
Charlie was so old and so young 1
He wrs so different from Kent that
staring into his deep black e3'e8-
Lydia suddenly felt his alien race.
“I must go In and dress,” she
said. “It’s time to get supper.”
Charlie nodded and untied his
canoe.
“Daddy,” Lydia said that night
at supper, “why should Mr. Mar
shall and Charlie Jackson both say
Mf. Levine (s a crook?" - ’
Amos ate a piece of bread medi
tatively before replying. “Any man
that goeg Into politics in this coun
try leaves his reputation behind
him, You and i'll never have a
better friend than John Levine."
/L ydia nodded. She was only a
child, after all, and still retained
Implicit faith „In the opinion of
those she loved. She went back to
school that fall full of Interest and
Importance. She was a sophomore
now and very proud of the fact that
she kqew the ropes. Her arrange
ment with Billy held for his aecond-
yeqr books. With much pinching
the grocery money, Lizzie had
achieved two new galatea sailor
suits and so while she felt Infinite
ly. Ihforior to the elaborately
gowfied young misses of her grade,
Lydia was not unhappy.
She planned a real feast for
Thanksgtrlng. She negotiated with
Bfily Norton for the exchange of
two poll ids of fudge for a brace
Qf wild i nek. The Saturday before
Thankat Ring, she gave the house
Its usupl “lick and promise” and
then storied Out with her skates to
enjoy the first teg of the season.
She had a glorious morning. i
Ì
P rag ue , Czecho - Slovakia,
( United Presg > — ‘‘Bobbed
heads” or rather “baby heads” as
they are designated In most parts
of Europe have been given a new
meaning In Czqcho-Slovakla.
Recently the Government be
gan to use a new type of engine
oh the national railways, which
being of thg latest design, have
abort smoke-stacks. , For this
reason the peasants have “nick
named thorn “bobbed heads.”
DAILY BIBLE PASSAGE
“ Blessed are the pure to <
•><-»rt: for they shall see God” .
Matt. N:S.
<JnpuMty always obscures
the vision to the lovelier
thing« in life. Happy are they
who have d purehfcart; they
tee God to all tils glory, and
seeing Him, behold the lots- ;
■lief things of life.
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(Continued Tomorrow)