Cottage Grove leader., April 22, 1914, Image 2

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Will Taxes Keep Going Higher?,]
There is a great deal of talk right now about taxes; in
fact, there is always a great deal of talk about taxes; but
right now everybody seems to be “ cussing” the law passed
by the last legislature in regard to adding a penalty to un­
paid taxes; and for the time being this law seems to be looked
upon as the foundation and cause of all our tax troubles.
But the men who have paid taxes in Oregon for many
years—many of them since territorial days know that this
law is merely the latest of many tax iniquities. They know
there is something radically wrong when, with three times
as many people paying taxes in 1914 as there were in 1890;
with three times as much taxable property to pay, the rate
of taxation is trebled, instead of reduced, as it should be.
In 1890 there were only 313,767 people in all of Oregon
and they were paying taxes on a valuation many times lower
than what it is today, and still property was assessed much
lower than it is today, the rate of taxation was less than
half what we are paying now; and still they had the same
state and county institutions to support.
By 1900 the population of the state increased one hund­
red thousand, there were many millions more of taxable
property, but the rate of taxation had outstripped both the
increase in population and property values.
In 1910 the population of the state had gone up to 672,-
765 and the taxable property amounted to $844,887,708 an
increase of 150 million in property values oves the year 1909,
and still the percentage of taxation had climbed up another
notch.
The population of this state is not far from the million
mark today, and the assessed value of property on which
this year’s levy is made is 5954,282,374, and taxes today are
higher than at any time in the history of the state.
Taxes are now, in many cases, almost confiscatory, and
people are wondering what the end will be. They are ask­
ing: “ Will taxes keep on going up, and how long can the
people; how long WILL the people stand it?
The state is swarming with candidates and every one of
them preaching economy and retrenchment. Many of these
men mean every word they say, while many, no doubt, are
doing as office-seekers have always done —“ building plat­
forms to get in on.” Voters ought to know what they want
in this matter and then put men into office who will hang
together in the interests of the taxpayers, and if they fail,
the people whoelect them and pay them their salaries would be
justified in officiating at separate hangings. If ever a peo­
ple stood in need of statesmen and patriots at the helm of
the ship of state, to save them from going to wreck on the
rocks of prohibitive taxation, Oregon needs them now.
This year we must pay almost one and one-fourth mil­
lion dollars for the support of the state educational institu­
tions considerably more than twice what they cost four
years ago.
Our eleemosynary institutions call for an outlay of $800,-
000 this year an increase of $150,000 in four years.
We must dig up over $256,(MX) for our penal institutions
in 1914—an increase of $148,(MM) since 1910.
The total amount of revenue for state purposes for 1914
is $4,165,000. In 1910 it was $2,188,778. This year Lane
county must pay in state taxes $169,290.59. In 1910 we paid
562,073 07.
Counting state and county officers, elected and appoint­
ed, their deputies and assistants, the hangers-on and attaches
of the numerous commissions, the people of Oregon carry
an army of 2,500 or more, atanexpenseof about a quarter of
a million dollars a month a force and an expense that could
be cut down one half without any loss of service of efficiency.
There is not the sign of a halt in the matter of increase
in taxes and will not be until the overburdened people get
their heads together and put a stop to such ballon ascensions,
by refusing longer to play the part of the “ robbee” in the
miserable game of legalized brigandage.
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I)U-k I'orsytli paced the cart burn floor
j of tbe Chinese hovel which was his
prison cell. Three weeks hail passed
| situ e he and his little party of frienda
■ had been captured by the hostile ua-
| lives. To his hitter amazement the
others, rtlakely. Dorr and Remington,
had managed to escape from their huts
on that first night of imprisonment,
and he had not been taken into their
confidence. lie had been left behind.
Why?
What had become of his servants?
He was almost certain that they had
lost their lives In his behalf.
It was growing twilight, and he
heard the conglomerate noises of the
village dying down into silence.
Two men were talking beneath his
window. lie knew enough of the
Chinese language to gather words here
and there a id to piece them together
i into some sort of comprehensive fabric
It was a welcome diversion for him
j in his loneliness.
In substance this is what Dick For
; syth heard:
“Every night it appears in the west
I and hovers over our village, it pre
sages disaster for us," said one gloom­
ily.
"It is an evil bird conjured by the
[ foreign devil.” returned the other.
"I never saw a bird like It. It dew
I straight out of the setting sun. and Its
color chanced from red to gray, nnd it
vanished in the clouds, nnd while it
dew there came down a strange roar
ing sound like the bent of thunder.”
"The thunder bird is larger than an
eagle.” said the Hrst man.
“It Is larger than the house we lean
against." muttered the other.
Dick Forsyth, idly skeptical and n
little contemptuous of the credulity of
the superstitious Chinese, looked out
Notice Of A dm inistrator’s Sale Of Real
E state.
In tlie County Court of the State of
Ougoii ior ljm e t ounly.
In tlie matter of the estate
of
W. V. De Wald, deceased.
Notice is hereby given that in pursu­
ance of an order of tlie Cuuuly Court of
Lane County, e iregou, made on the 24lh
day of .March, 1914, in the matter of the
estate of W. V. l)e Wald, deceased, tlie
mdersigned, duly appointed, quabtied
m d acting administrator of said estate
a ill sell at private sale on the premises
101 cash in hand according to law tlie
allowing described real properly iielong-
ing to said estate, to-wit:
Lots 3 and 4, of block 3 and Lots 1, 2.
!, 4, 5, and (i ol block It, Georgetown ad-
liiion to Cottage Grove, Lane County,
• Iregon.
Saul sale will commence on the 25lh
lay of A pi il, 1914, at 10 o'clock a. ni.
ml continue till said pro|ierly or suf-
icienl thereof to satisfy tlie indebted­
ness against said estate is sold
OLIVER VEATCH.
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Administrator.
ADMINISTRATORS NOTICE.
Notice is hereby given that by an or-
er of tbe county court of Lane County,
iregon, duly made and entered ot record
lie 13th day of March, in the matter of
lie estate of Euphrasia H. Youumns de­
ceased tlie undersigned Edna L. Hedrick
a as duly appointed executrix with the
will annexed of said estate, Ail persons
laving claims against said estate ate
nreliy required to present them duly
verified as by law riquired to said ad
muistialrix at tlie law office of Alts
Xing, t. ottage Grove, Lane County, Or-
gou, within six months from tlie date of
.liis notice.
Dated the Kith day of March. A. I).
1914.
El)NA L. flEDRIi K.
SUMMONS
In the Circuit t ourt of the State of
Oregon, For Lane County.
George AI. Kebelhecit and Iia Kebel-
beck, Piaintifis,
vs
William Sloan and J. C. Burdge, De­
fendants.
To William Sloan and J. C. lfurdge,
Defendants above named.
In tlie name of tlie State of Oregon,
you are hereby required to appear mid
answer tlie complaint filed againts you in
tlie above entitled court and cause, on
or before the 22nd day of April A. D.
1914 said dale lieing six weeks from tlie
date ordered for tlie first public« ion of
ihis summons, to-wit: six weeks Irom
tlie llth day of March, A 1). 1914 and
if you fail to appear and answer said
complaint, the plaintiff will apply to the
coui t tor tile ri lief demanded in their
complaint, namely, lor the cancellation
of tile liond for a deed made, executed
ami delivered, to tlie defendants, Will­
iam Sloan and J. C. Hurdge by F'ingal
Hinds slid Fiffie Hinds on the 271li day
of December, A. D. 15HJD and recorded
ill Lane county, Oregon, in tlie clerk's
office thereof, m Vol 85 of Deeds, on
Page 422 on tlie 24tit day of May, 1910,
involving certain real estate specifically
described in Exhibit “ A” of Plaintiff's
complaint, for costs and disbursements
of this suit and for such oilier and fur­
ther relief as may lie just and equitable.
You are turllicr notified that tlie date
of tlie order for publication of said sum­
mons
is
oil
the 9th day of
March, 1914 and (lie day upon which
you are required to answer said com­
plaint is upon tlie 22nd day of April, A.
i) 1914; that the date of tlie first publi-
• ation of this summons will be on tlie
lltli day of M»tch, 1914 and the date of
tile last publication thereof will lie tlie
22nd day of April, 1814
You are further notified that lilts sum
mons is served upon you by publication
thereof in the Cottage Grove Leader, a
weekly newspaper published in Cottage
urove. Lane county, Oregon and is of
general circulation in said county ami
state.
H.J. SHINN,
Attorney for Plaintiff.
was Dick l-'orsytll of the United States
and Shanghai. China.
I Dick jumped up and down nnd
hbouted. He tore off Ids soiled white
linen coat and waved It frantically.
He swore lustily in four languages ns
it appeared nut to heed his calls.
For an Instant he was baffled.
Then he put his hands to his lips nnd
forced all I is waning strength into the
bellowing roar of his college yell.
THE TWICE-A-WEEK
There was a queer, siren-llke re­
sponse from the thunder bird. The
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thunder (lulled (o n purring throb,
growing slower and slower until the
thunder bird descended in lessening
circles and flapped on the ground.
The thunder bird was a grotesque
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creature. It had a wing spread of
C hicken lice co st th e p o u ltry m a n m ore m oney
forty feet. Its wings were of canvas.
th a n all o th e r ite m s of p o u ltry expense com ­
Its bones and tendons of steel nnd
bined. T h e y k ill th o u san d s of chickens every
year. P re v e n t th is loss by d u stin g your
aluminium, and Its feet were four rub­
fow ls w ith
ber final landing wheels. Yes. It was
Conkey’s Lice Powder
an aeroplane.
a com b in atio n of effective lice killing ingre­
Moreover. It was an neroplane fn-
dients. I t ’s q u ic k a n d sure.
mlilar enough to Dick Forsyth, for It
Kills the Lice, Doesn’t Harm Chickens
belonged to Benny Dorr, who had
Its u se m e a n s bigger po u ltry profits. R estores
been one of the first foreigners in
h e a lth a n d v ita lity to your flock. G u aran teed .
Shanghai to startle the natives with
P rice 25c a n d 50c.
the sight of a living machine.
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It was Benny Dorr's flying machine,
Sprayed a b o u t the p o u ltry house w ill rid
nnd tiler«* was no doubt In Dick's
yo u r chickens of th e life-sapping m ite s th a t
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live in th e c ra ck s an d crevices.
mind that it was Benny who was dis­
Conkey’s
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entangling himself from the driver's
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sent and coming toward him with ex­
rubbed on th e heads of little chicks w ill
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q u ic k ly kill th e deadly head louse w ith o u t
Tills explained Benny's escape. He
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had gone away so as to be able to re­
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turn and save Ills friend. But bow
about Blakely nnd Remington?
“Well, old chap. I might have missed
von If It hadn't been for that zip. zip.
zip of yours." cried Benny tearfully ns
they wrung each other's hands. “I've
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glimpse of you. Blakely has boon hid
den in a ruined temple back of the I
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town hero to keep an eye on you. lie
was to rush In nnd clean up the town t
If they harmed you. Remington went <
Everything in Staple and Fancy
hack to Shanghai with me so that In «
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could go through nnd give the word
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this affair, thinking I might discover «
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locked up?"
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In a few words Dick told him nliout j
the thunder bird and the evil name it
had gained among the terrified Chi­
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nese. Then lie went In to confess how
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I don't deserve this, Benny.”
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groaned Dick ns he grlp|>ed Dorr's
hand.
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you stayed awake two nights without
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a wink of sleep when we were taking
that cruise In the south Pacific?
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you—oh. if you object to hearing your
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name, eh? I guess i'll call It that here­
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and tt will lead you to Blakely's
temple. Here's a gun for yon in raise
any of the natives get over their scare
and attempt to interfere. So long.
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Dick!”
In another moment the propeller of -_
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the thunder bird was buzzing merrily
and the big machine was rocking over
the uneven ground preparatory to
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flight. Then It nrose obliquely and
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flew toward the southeast.
Dick followed so closely in Its wake 5
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that It seemed as though he vnntshed
with the neroplane into the night nlr.
The thunder bird hovered a moment
over tlie ruined temple before It de­
scended to Join Dick ami his faithful —
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They saw the prisoner, the foreign
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saw it plnnge down nnd pick up the
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foreign devil nnd fly nwny with him
to the moon.
Then. Nwnnse the evil bird hnd ap­
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they lost their f«»nr ami went back to
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their hom«*s relieved of their t«*rror.
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»harp and bluck. The narrow street
that was a filthy lane in the daylight
took on a strange, mysterious half
light. Somewhere a pariah dog burked.
Dick took three steps toward the lit­
tle window and paused.
Out of the night came the distant
throbbing of the thunder bird's cry.
His guard, who had timidly returned
to his post under the window, uttered
n yelp of dismay.
“Ai yah!" he quavered. “ ’Tls the
thunder bird! It is the friend of the
foreign devil. We shall be destroyed!"
Dick heard the bars of the door slip
aside, then the padding of the cow­
ard's footsteps as he scuttled back to
his hovel.
“Saved by the thunder bird!” ejacu­
lated Dick as he pushed o(>en the door
and stepped Into the moonlit night. His
Tirst act was to pick up a stout stick
from the ground, and his second was
to try to locate the thunder bird, and
then, seeing it flying as though it came
straight out of tile moon Itself. Dick
turned about and went to meet it.
It was still many miles away, and he
had to leave the village far behind and
to climb up and down many hills be­
fore b ecam e within close view of it.
It was dying low—perhaps a hundred
feet above the ground—and the closer
it came, although it grew larger and
vir.i.AoF.ns
took
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of the window Into the darning sunset.
He had noticed many of the people
gathered on a little mound near the
temple, and he gathered that they were
watching for the thunder bird.
It could scarcely be an optical illu­
sion if the entire village should w it­
ness its appearance.
Staring straight at the sun, his mind
thousands of miles away from China.
Dick forgot all about the thuiulfr bird
until he was conscious that a black
speck floated against the rod dazzle of
the sun. It grew larger, and fur an
instant the sun was hidden from view.
Then, painted with the sunset i-olors ns
it winged its way against the clouds,
the thunder tilt'd liecntne rosy pink.
Larger It grew, larger, nnd Dick had
to strain his neck to keep it in view.
At last It appeared to pass over the
roof of his prison, and then he heard
the mutiled throbbing that had caused
the Chinese to name It “thunder bird."
He heard the yelps of frightened
natives as they fled into their houses.
He understood that the thunder bird
had never approached so near before,
had never appeared so appalling.
Itut Dlek Forsyth was not afraid of
the thunder bird.
He laughed aloud ns It passed over
his prison, nnd lie even waved his
handkerchief out of the window In the
hope that the strange visitor might
glimpse It.
The throbbing died nwny. nnd at Inst
silence fell upon the village. There
was no evening exchange of gossip, no
twanging of rasping fiddle or nasal
singsong of voices. The village of
Pno lato was srnred Into silence.
Dick realized that his prison was an
guarded Now was the time to escape
Put should he venture forth yet? W a s
the time ripe?
He sat and pondered that question
over and over after the thunder bird
disappeared.
The moon »ruse from a pale clond In
the e««t *nd flooded the village with |
light. Tbe shadow« of the bouse«
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