" V 'T* - ; k* VALLEY SENTINEL. COQl - T. AUGUST » . 1111 -V. V " II PIONEER HOME ... What Living in This Valley Waa Like ia the Days of |p i ■ V i AN OREGON PRODUCT Use It and Save Money $9.00 per ton Beaver Hill Lump $8.00 per ton Beaver Hill Nut Delivered in ton lots where it can be shoveled from wagon Highest Cash Price PAID FOR Wool and Mohair j Office open till 5:90 p. m. '.'-W Wednesdays i S í I ■ P v /, CARY First National Bank Bldg \ - * J im D a r la l a U m Toáis James Devis, a Baadon negro (prob­ ably our oM friend of the schap heap across the street from the Tattle house) ima been fined » 0 0 end sen­ tenced to four months in the county Jed for moonafcining and peddling • Celling Cards. 100 for »1J0. ~r I t is with pleasure I am looking for­ ward to August 30th, efpect ng to msot with old pioneers sod am happy to state I am s daughter of atm ad tteme old pteanor mothers, M m Fig* Benjamin Figg was our bekhs d ie d dm pines ad a father, in- 4**d. to us three step-children m A sbt oM pioneer days. Yss, I am proud I belonged once to that dear old ¿oupie wi.o helped to blase the trail far the advance of civilisation, plaining, and eoduring trials and trib- uUtiom that always confront ths ly pioneer, and to oar good fal •«d mothers we owe our present future destiny. Those early CoquiBe pioneers that I hove in mind come with the wiM. spirit end determination of our Pilgrim ancestors who tended on j Plymouth Bock; the environment And when I look backward my parents had their joys s rd triumphs with their trials and en- ‘ irsncss. Well do I 'em ember when the ning men) mss over and bed time < near, gathered around oar mother with that mother's smil­ ing face above ns, she sitting in her old rough, home-made e would repent after her in Httte prayers, and then she would tuck ue in oar bed which was n large sack filled with straw, and laid split out hoards, *»»«7 a Is oat of *>11 1 oat boards aka, and we had a few warm wool hUnbfto In a few later years sheep wi driveo • Into the vnBey, and a sir •apply «f dry goods was bro«*fct to Coos Bay. Then all those pion mothers gut busy I do not remember the date bat I Uie Joy of those first quilt­ ing parties whan all the would gather together a t one I *"d the mothers always brought their children, and white they unde quilts ia the etein we smaller children played is the yard and under t*1* trass and the tergor girls would the dinner. And those darfM dinners! Our menu was « * ovary day - ymdh took the teed and oe 'th.fr way they came to a «wollcn creek with only n foot lag to ersae over. The In* ed Mtting the floor. I went quickly .to mother’s site and looked beck at the chair th at looked Jute as s te t ns M did before I sot in it, ami then I »kan R, or If it fand been broken twfoi * I « t t o . i t . Ae we left the fas« ms a y younger sister inquired of s u te a r if she no- Comriskt. IMS. WMtfri U U u. “Hugh, by heavens I" Hugh's figure, side by M e with Lucy'«, paced through the dark, and Henry Wilcox watched them aombarly (Tom the window af his ogles. At first hldeoaa thought* Oiled his heart, but then he grew calmer. He had no great passion«; all th at be had he had bestowed upon those two. It was Ufa It was what he should hare expected. • He would lira oo and on la his great, lonely bouse, as he had done so many yean. Henry Wilcox bad Barer married. He had lored la youth and he had been betrayed. All his lore had gone oat to his nephew, Hugh, whom ha had tak­ en In childhood from his dissolute brother, aad to' his ward. Lacy Pendle. He had adopted her. too. when her father, a distant cousin of his, had died. That was years ago. And she Lacy was twenty-two. Hoary Wil­ cox waa exactly twice her age. He had always known the day must come when I m would lose her. Bat he had not expected that It would be Hugh. Hugh end »lie had grown sp together from childhood. It wee a year since ¡m í« « » « » « Not Like Other Girls • y ‘CLARA DRLAF1BLD MteSSSM lira Waawe I wonder. I wonder so much. And there« nobody can tell except Blele 1)1 vl* Middleton now— Slid sbe wonx Not that rve ever asked her * wouldn't dare te do th a t No one coaid take Ubertlee with »tee. Toe sos, she never was like other gins. There's a sort of free msseory among girts, Juet so there Is among »«T U d woman, rtf'* tmtiffif d m . of covrm. But Elsie always ran by herself. That's what rather put the glrw •telM t her. ____ I remember when she left coHege Ate adopted a sort ef highbrow atti­ tude toward Ufa Instead ef fotolj shout with the yoang fallow^ shed be off to a nook with s shady book—I mean, off to s shady nook with l book, poetry usually. And there she’d s it wrapped In meditation fancy Its* and listening to the other girls hav­ ing s good time with the boys I wonder. I wonder If Elsie really ipry* i t She never wanted anything to do with ths men. She said love was a sacred thing, and enme once only in a lifetime, end If you didn't And your love returned yon Just kept quiet about I t and went an bolding yourself In as long ns you Mved. un­ til you either died or pined sway. I remember yon«« Howell He woo a queer, poetical sort of chop, with s far-away look In bis eyes, and whan bo was staying hers one summer—It must bn vs bean Sve years ago—be and. Bale Just naturally gravitated toward each other. They'd saunter eft to­ gether Into the abode ef the oU apple tree sad sit there, with their books to their hands. First young BeweU would read s bit and thyn EUte’d read a bit—and an ths time the other yoang folks were enjoying them selves In a healthful, natural way la ban* mocks, and walking off In palm, and buggy driving. Well, what naturally hnppsnedt Florence Keith came down for the week, ghe was .a daffy little thing, fall ef spirits and she hadn’t bean here a day before tee fixed yoang Rowell with her basilican stars. Next day. when Elsie wandered off with bar honk, roans Rowell didn't ta rs up. He'd taken Florence off to i m the hermit In hie mve—Jo* Briggs, who works winters In the heller factory. And all that week Elsie was left stone, end at the week-end young Rowell saw Miss Keith on the train os for as Philadelphia, and then want an U s own way. ' flirtation. ef course. Maybe Elsie wasn’t and. She didn't eat hardly anything the lost of bar stay hers, and tee aoed to aep e mors then ever, end rood her love poems te herself under the apple tree. Tee know, ths sanis crowd comas down bars pretty regular your after year. Next year Elsie was Just the m a t, only s little more so. She wouldn’t have s thing to do with the young men, and Florence had thing! . all her own way. Young Rowell ? Ob. he’d gone W est Yes, he married a rancher'* daughter out In Utah. He docent appear again In the story. "Far the lord's sake, male, why d e n t you smhe up to seam ef the . yoang follower I stead her. I think R was the year after th a t "Yoa're good-looking, and yoa cun ho bright when you want to. What d'yoa want to scare ’em off fort They deart wast n highbrow. Why. tho eight ef those books of yams puts the ltd on CALUMET The Economy BAKING POWDER GUARANTEES P a n and W holesome Foods No Failures No W e stO The moderate cost of Calumet combined with the highest merit estab­ lishes the greatest of bakingpowder economy. - Too on» when yoa bar K' Yoa m e when yoa an it j i Tho World’s Qroatost Baking Powder tbeRoyal aoctety la Landos Sir Olivar >w !» Moa— for . dmp ef sea water con talas m o m io ) atoms ef gokt That «opead™ , figure, however. Indica tea n « r« l; one- « tlc tb ef s grato la a toa ef sea water, and It wonld take looooouoo atoms te be risible andar a B tho hlgbent nowar.