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About The Maupin times. (Maupin, Or.) 1914-1930 | View Entire Issue (May 30, 1919)
TOE 0IM1 jTQlarbaufih They march once more, but not aa when They fought the battle fray, A thinning line of gallant men Whose thoughts are tar away; Their white locks float upon the breeze. Their atep la short and slow, But In their eyes the watcher sees The fire of long ago. Under the standard, bullet-torn. Behind the muffled drum, In uniforms In battle worn, Adown the street they come; Hats off! Ere long 'twill be too late To honor thus the Blue. These are the men who grimly wait To hear the last tattoo. Bring jchaplets for the men who sleep Beneath the somber pines The brave who In the forest deep Formed once the battle lines; No clarion notes arouse them now, No foes around them He, The grass Is waving o'er each brow Beneath the Union's sky. For them no drums of battle beat Advance or overthrow. For them no bugles sound retreat, No dreams of midnight foe; Ameng the cedars and the pines, Beside the river's flow, ' They gently camp In sacred lines Who battled long ago. 1 ' '""-" Columbia weaves a wreath of fame, Her hands the blossoms spread, She knows her sons, she calls by name Her living and her dead; Beneath the banner of the stars. In Solitude's array, . She crowns her heroes of the wars On loved Memorial Day. MEMORIAL DAY AGAIN Once More the Nation Honor Those Who Died That Their Country Might Forever Live. kllB gray and dwindling ranks of the Grand Army of the Republic march once more to lay flowers on the craves of those who died that the nation might live, and to keep alive in youthful hearts the fires of patriotism which burned so brightly In 1801. In view of the hurrying commercial age In which we live, who shall say that this latter service of these grizzled veterans Is less Important than the one which they performed In the morning of life? It Is a mournful thing to watch the Inevitable depletion of their ranks, caused by the slow, unfailing proces sion of the years. In the last year for which figures ore available the Grand Army lost by death 11,338 members four times as many as were known to have been killed In the Union army at the battle of Get tysburg. Tet there Is a consolation rS - which should not be forgotten. These tf veterans fought the i most successful I war the world has 1 ever known. Wars J which change the 1 Bllcelance of nrov- Inces or add to or -J subtract from the dominions of 'tSk mon enough. Of vtcH wars which at once T.? u liberated a race and saved a nation there has been but one. That unique distinction attaches to the four years' strife In which these veterans bore their part, and the glory of that un precedented achievement gilds their graying hair. i 2i. Oh MEMORIAM. A yeur, a month. Memorial day, Like tinted snow the bloom of May, Crowns Boys In Blue. Bweet flowers, types of life and death. Bathed by Mem'ry'a living breath, Their work renew. While Love and Duty, linked by tears, Knock In the name of y ester years On Mem'ry'a door, To offer with the scent of youth Their tributes to a patriot truth For evermore. Bo years creep on a Nation's fame Uem each loyal sleeper's nam In fairest hue. And our Flag shall ever wave Requlescat o'er each Patriot's grave The Boys In blue. QnDecorafionDay B Jht George ACoWlc? ' g It was an aged veteran, with locks all thin and gray, Who sat within the village church on Decoration day; Be came upon his crutches, with tottering step and slow, " And many winters on his brow had cast their fleeting snow; His eyes were sunk and feeble, his cheek was pale and wan, Not like the boy who went out when the cruel war began. The organ pealed out grandly, "My country, 'lis of thee," And youthful voices sang aloud the anthem of the free. With listless air he watched them, from the old, familiar pew, A sad example of the old, supplant ed by the new. No wife or child sat by him all dead or far away Amid the throng he was alone on Decoration day. Too weak and lame for walking for many years of late, A friendly auto bore him to the cemetery gate; rvV r Here, sitting in the welcome shade, Ee watched his comrades come A piteous few, but keeping step be hind the fife and drum; Then, leaning on a marble shaft, his dead wife's grave anigh, Ee gave salute and waved his hat as the starry flag went by. The graves were strewn with blos soms; the little flags all placed; Eis comrades to the busy town their halting steps retraced; 'And the dead slept on in silence, be neath the flowers of May, Eeedless alike of fife and drum and Decoration day; But, lingering there among them, ' till red the sunset gleamed, . His head sank down upon his breast; he fell asleep and dreamed. Ee dreamed of childhood's hour; he heard the robin sing, And culled again the violets that blossomed by the spring; With sisters and with -brothers, in his happy northern home, Ue watched the war-cloud gather, and heard its thunders come. Eis mother's clasp, his sweetheart's kiss, still thrilled him as of yore, 1 When proudly down the village street he marched out to the war. Ee dreamed of soldiers marching he saw the deadly fray ' Round Vicksburg's walls, on Look out's height and Shiloh's bloody day: "Tramp, trampl" Is this the boy he was, who marches, blithe and free. With Sherman and with Sherman's. tnen through Georgia to the teat "Tramp, trampl" It is thi Grand Review, and Grant is looking on! Then "taps" were blown, the lights went out, and night and death came downl They found him then next morn ing; his locks wert wet with dm. And his dead fact wort a peaceful smile, as if the angels knew That this brave old Union soldier had struck his earthly tent And marched on to that blissful short, where old Elijah went. Perhaps from that great camping ground where shines eternal day, Et still looks down and waves his hat on Decoration day. Appreciation of Booka. He that loveth a book,' aatd the sage, Isaac Barrow, "will never want a faithful friend, a wholesome coun selor, a cheerful companion, an ef fectual comforter." The Son of Tarzarr irly EDGAR RIC BURROUGHS Copyright by Frank A. Muniey Co. CHAPTER VI Continued. Crouched close to the great ape In the crotch of a tree, the boy had shiv ered through an almost sleepless night. His light pajamas had been but little protection from the chill dampness of the jungle, and only that side of him which was pressed against the warm body of his shaggy companion approx imated comfort. And so he welcomed the rising sun with Its promise of warmth as well as light the blessed sun, dlspeller of phytsful and mentul Ills. He shook Akut Into wakefulness. "Come," he said, "I am cold and hun gry. We will search for food out there in the sunlight," and he pointed to an open plain, dotted with stunted trees and strewn with jagged rock. The boy slid to the ground as he spoke, but the ape first looked care fully about, sniffing the morning air. Then, satisfied that no danger lurked near,' he descended slowly to the ground beside the boy. "Numa and Sabor, his mate, feast upon those who descend first and look afterward, while those who look first and descend afterward live to feast themselves' Thus the old ape Impart ed to the son of Tarzan the boy's first lesson In jungle lore. Side by side they set off across the rough plain, for the boy wished first to be warm. The ape showed him the best places to dig for rodents and worms, but the lad only gagged at the thought of devouring the repulsive things. Some eggs they found, and these he sucked raw, as also he ate roots and tubers which Akut un earthed. That night the son of Tarzan was colder than he ever bad been in all his life. The pajnma trousers were not very heavy, but they were much heavier than nothing. And the next day he roasted in the hot sun, for again their way led much across wide and treeless plains. ' It was still In the boy's mind to travel to the south and circle back to the coast In search of another outpost of civilization. He had said nothing of this plan to Akut, for he knew that the old ape would look with displeas ure upon any suggestion that savored of separation. For a month the two wandered on, the boy learning rapidly the laws of the jungle; his muscles adapting them-, selves 4o the new mode of life that had been thrust upon them. The thews of the sire had been transmitted to the son It needed only the hardening of use to develop them. One day as they were moving slowly along beside a river they came unex pectedly upon a native village. Some children were playing beside the water. The boy's heart leaped within his breast at sight of them. For more than a month he had seen no human being. What If these were naked sav ages? What If their skins were black? Were they not creatures fashioned In the mold of their Maker as was he? They were his brothers and sisters I He started toward them. With a low warning Akut laid a hand upon his arm to hold him back. The boy shook himself free and, with a shout of greeting, ran forward to ward the ebon players. The sound of his voice brought ev ery head erect Wide eyes viewed him for an instant, and then, with screams of terror, the children turned and fled toward the village. At their heels ran their mothers, and from the village gate, in response to the alarm, came a score of warriors, hastily snatched spears and shields ready In their hands. At sight of the consternation he had wrought the boy halted. The glad smile faded from his face as with wild shouts and menacing gestures the war riors ran toward him. Akut was call ing to him from behind to turn and flee; that the blacks would kill him. With a low snnrl, quite similar to that of a baffled beast, he turned and ran Into the jungle. There was. Akut awaiting him In a tree. The ape urged him to hasten in flight, for the wise old anthropoid knew that they two, naked and unarmed, were no match for the sinewy black warriors who would doubtless make some sort of search for them through the jungle. But a new power moved tho son of Tarzan. He had come with a boy's glad and open heart to offer his friend ship to these people who were human beings like himself. He had been met with suspicion and spea. They had not even listened to him. Rage and hatred consumed him. They made a detour about the hos tile village and resumed their journey toward the coast. All the while Jack's training went on under the guidance of Akut. Tet, though the boy loved the jungle, be had not Kt his selfish desires out weigh the sense of duty that bad brought him to a realization of the moral wrong which lay beneath the adventurous escapade that had brought him to Africa. His love of futhor and mother was strong within him, too strong to permit unalloyed happiness which was undoubtedly causing them days of sorrow. JACK LEARNS TO HIS GREAT MINGLE WITH EITHER Synopsis. A scientific expedition oft the African coast rescues a human derelict, Alexis Pnulvitch. He brings aboard an ape, intelligent and friendly, and reaches London. Jack, son of Lord Greystoke, the original Tarzan, has inherited a love of wild live and steals from home to see the ape, now a drawing card in a music hall. The ape makes friends with him. The ape refuses to leave Jack despite his trainer. Tarzan appears and is joyfully recognized by the ape, for Tarzan had been king of his tribe. Tarzan agrees to buy Akut, the ire, and send him back to Africa. Jack and Akut become great friends. Paulvitch is killed when he attempts murder. A thief tries to kill Jack, but is killed by Akut. They flee together to the Jungle and take up life. And so he held tight to his deter mination to find a port upon the coast where he might communicate with them and receive funds for his return to London. There he felt sure that he could now persuade his parents to let him spend at least a portion of his time upon those African estates which from little careless remarks dropped at home he knew his father possessed. That would be something better at least than a lifetime of the cramped and cloying restrictions of civilization. And so he was rather contented than otherwise as he made his way in the direction of the coast, for, while he enjoyed the liberty and the savage pleasures of the wild, his conscience was at the same time clear, for he knew that he was doing all that lay in his power to return to his parents. He looked forward, too, to meeting white men again creatures of his own kind, for there had been many occasions upon which he had longed for other companionship than that of the old ape. And at last the much dreamed of moment came. They were passing through a tangled forest when the boy's sharp eyes discovered from the lower branches through which he was traveling an old but well marked spoor a spoor that set his heart to leaping Both the White Men Were Wielding Heavy Whips Brutally. the spoor of man, of white men, for among the prints of naked feet Were the well defined outlines of European made boots. ' The trail, which marked the passage of a good sized company, pointed north at right angles to the course the boy and the ape were tuklng toward the coast. Doubtless these white men knew the nearest coast settlement. They might even be headed for It now. At any rate, It would be worth while overtak ing them, even if only for the pleasure of meeting again creatures of bis own kind. The boy was in the lead, excitement and anticipation carrying him ahead of his companion, And it was the boy who first saw the rear guard of the caravan and the white men he bad been so anxious to overtake. Stumbling along the tangled trail of those ahead a dozen heavily laden blacks who, from fatigue or sickness, had dropped behind were being prod ded by the black soldiers of the rear guard, kicked when they fell and then roughly jerked to their feet and hus tled onward. On either side walked a giant white man, whose heavy blond beards almost obliterated their coun tenances. The boy's lips formed a glad cry of salutation as his eyes first discovered the whites a cry that was never ut tered, for almost Immediately he wit nessed that which turned his happi ness to anger as he saw that both the white men were wielding heavy whips brutally upon the naked backs of the poor devils staggering along beneath loads that would have overtaxed the strength and endurance of strong men at the beginning of a new day. Every now and then the rear guard and the white men cast apprehensive glances rearward, as though momen tarily expecting the materialization of some long expected dnngcr from that quarter. The boy had paused after tils first sight of the caravan and now was following slowly in the wake of the sordid, brutal spectacle. Presently Akut came up with him. To the beast there was less of horror In the sight than to the lad, yet even the great ape growled beneath his breath at useless torture being inflict ed upon the helpless slaves. He looked at the boy. Now that he had caught up with the creatures of his own kind, why was it that he did not rush forward and greet them? He put the question to his companion. ; DISTRESS THAT HE CANNOT WHITE0R BLACK MEN " "They are fiends," muttered the boy. "I would not travel with such as they, for If I did I should set upon them and kill them the first time they beat their people as they are beating them now. But," he added after a moment's thought, "I can ask them the where abouts of the nearest port, and then, Akut, we can leave tliem." Th ape made no reply, and the boy swung to the ground and started at a brisk walk toward the safari. He was a hundred yards away, perhaps, when one of tha whites caught sight of him. The man gave a shout of alarm, In stantly leveling his rifle upon the boy and firing. The bullet struck Just in front of its mark, scattering turf and fallen leaves against the lad's legs. A second later the other white and the black soldiers of the rear guard were firing hysterically at him. Jack leaped behind a tree, unhit. Days of panic ridden flight through the jungle had filled Carl Jenssen and Sven Malbihn with jangling nerves and their native boys with unreasonable terror. Every new note from behind sounded to their frightened ears the coming of the sheik and his blood thirsty followers. When, after conquering their nerv ousness, the rear guard advanced upon the enemy's position - to investigate they found nothing, for Akut and the boy had retreated out of range of the unfriendly guns. Jack was disheartened and sad. He had not entirely recovered from the depressing effect of the unfriendly re ception he had received at the hands of the blacks, and now he had found an even more hostile one accorded him by men of his own color. "The lesser beasts flee from me in terror," he murmured half to himself; the greater beasts are ready to tear me to pieces at sight. Black men would kill me with their spears or arrows. And now white men, my own kind, have fired upon and driven me away. "Are all the creatures of the world my euemles? Has the son of Tarzan no friend other than Akut?" The old ape drew closer to the boy. "There are the great apes," he said. "They only will be the friends of Akut's friend. Only the great apes will welcome the son of Tarzan. jou have seen that men want nothing of you. Let us go now and continue our search for the great apes our people." CHAPTER VII. A Rescue. A year had passed since the two Swedes had been driven in terror from the savage country where the sheik held sway. Little Merlem still played with her doll Geeka, lavishing all her childish love upon the now almost hopeless ruin of what had never, even In Its palmiest days, possessed even a slight degree of loveliness. The sheik had been away for a long time, conducting a caravan of ivory, skins and rubber far into the north. The Interim had been one of great peace for Merlem, It is true that Ma bunu had still been with her, to pinch or beat her as the mood seized the vil lainous old hag, but Mabunu was only one. When the sheik was there also there were two of them, and the sheik was stronger and more brutal even than Mabunu. Little Merlem often wondered why the grim old man hated her so. It is true that he was cruel and unjust to all with whom he came In contact, but to Merlem he reserved his greatest cruelties, his most studied Injustices. As the little girl played she prat tled continuously to her companion, propped in a sitting position with a couple of twigs. She was totally ab sorbed In Geeka so much so that she did not note the gentle swaying of the branches of the tree above her as they bent to the body of a creature that had entered them stealthily from the Jun gle, In happy Ignorance the little girl played on, while from above two steady eyes looked down upon her, unblink ing, unwavering. There was none oth er .than the little girl In this part of the village, which had been almost de serted since the sheik had left long months before upon his journey to ward the north. And out in the jungle, an hour's march from the village, the sheik was leading his returning caravan home ward. Jack sees the prettty little Ara bian girl cruelly mistreated and he rescues her from the brutal attack. (TO BE CONTINUED.) On a Roller. A list of telephone numbers that can be fastened to an Instrument and which Is manipulated like a shade on a spring roller has been patented. Original "Green Room." The original "green room" Is said to hnre been painted green In order to relieve tha eyes of actor daaxled by tha glare of the footlights, - STATE vrcwre 'i IN BRIEF. T.......... ............... fllffff' . . . www In order to provide for linking up the Columbia highway, through The Dalles, the city council has adopted four resolutions calling an election for Friday, June 27, on voting necessary bonds. The roster at the opening of the state grange at Hillsboro Thursday morning shiwed 118 delegates,, repre senting 27 counties, in attendance. Three hundred visitors are also pres ent, making the total number in at tendance the largest in recent years. The current issue of an eastern mag azine contains an article by Professor Dryden, of Oregon Agricultural col- . lege, in which is detailed the history of a Benton county farmer, Jess Han son, who cleared $18,300 in four years from chickens. Mr. Hanson started his work with a capital of only $1000.. Tha adoption of a new wage scale with increase In the minimum -wage for common labor from 45 to 60 cents an hour, and a proportionate increase in skilled labor, was announced by the Buehner Lumber company at North Bend Thursday. The Increase in wages will become effective at once and will apply to over 250 employes. State surveyors have . completed their location of the road from the end of the present paving in UmatiHa county at Rieth, to Echo. Data, maps and specifications for a call for bids will be rushed so that the work may be completed this summer. The road as surveyed, follows the river, using in many places, the old railroad grade. Mrs. Lola G. Baldwin of Portland, Mrs. Charles H. Castner 6f Hood River and Mrs. W. H. Dancy of Salem were designated members of the advisory board for the state industrial school for girls, in appointments announced by Governor Olcott. Mrs. Baldwin succeeds Mrs. George McMath, who served temporarily during Mrs. Bald- w win's absence from the state during the war. That plans are being worked out for construction of a danl across Lost ' River bed below Merrill by which later it is proposed to irrigate the reclaimed lands of Tule lake, is an nounced by Project Manager H. D. Newell, at Klamath Falls. Mr. Newell says there is no certainty as to when work will be undertaken but that the plans will be ready when the funds ; are available. Eleven thousand eight hundred ninety-four voters were registered in Linn county Wednesday night when County Clerk Russell closed the books for the special election to be held June 3. Of this number 6887 were men and 5007 women. The number in each political party is as follows: Republi can, 6662; democratic, 4127; prohi bition, 376; socialist, 254; miscellan eous, 475. In reply to the complaint of R. W. 4 Price, president of the Multnomah Anglers' club, to the general effect that the state fish and game commis sion was In need of reorganization, and that matters within it were far from right, Governor Olcott has written Mr. Price saying that sucn an inquiry will be held when all members of the com mission are In the state, and that the inquiry will be thorough and open. A shameless rancher profiteer, who refused, to divulge his name, made $36 last Sunday pulllngstalled automo biles from the. mud at the eastern and western termini of the Coos City bridge, where U19 rains had created a mired condition not observed until the machines plunged In over the hubs. Tlie rancher saijt his team could have made twice as much had the necessary number of tourists happened along. Mrs. Jessie Jarvis of Portland was Thursday elected president of the Oregon Rebekah assembly, to succeed Mrs. Jeanle Burke of,. Grants Pass. Other officers elected were: Vice president, Miss Ethel Fletcher, Salem; secretary, Mrs. Ora Cosper, Dallas, re-elected; treasurer, Miss Edna Ja- cobs, Portland, re-elected; warden, Mrs. Ethel Meldrum, Mllwaukie. The latter was elected over a field of ten candidates. Efforts are bemg made to conserve the crop of cascara, one of the most Indispensable articles In the medical world and grown only on the Pacific coast. The present crop growing in " the forests of the northwest is ample to fill the demand fbr all time If prop erly conserved. In other words, the cascara"" crop, if not wasted, Is repro ducing Itself as fast as it Is being con sumed. The mature crop still standing Is probably ample to supply the de-s mand for from 20 to 30 years and the new crop which Is springing up on the million of acres of logged-off lands throughout the Pacific coast will ma- lure a new crop which will become f available in 10 to 15 years If not de strpyed. ' " I