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What Living in This Valley Waa
Like ia the Days of
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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
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Office open till 5:90 p. m.
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First National Bank Bldg
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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
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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 <fi
but the Joy waa tl
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Pfcmosrs and o a t* * the
Only one e f ^ t e t T pioneer wo
who lived in oar immediate vicinity is
How about th at cylinder of yours,
Jackie Coogen says “botch* I’m
now Hving, Mrs. LiBle, of Arogo. She
doss it seed reboring? Tqo esa get toogher ■n any Idd is this town, an’
w e. «tern Mr». David Doyle, and after
It done a t GARDNER’S GARAGE, IM prove R to ’PECK’S BAD BOY’ at
Mr. Doyle died she married Mr. A1
the Liberty next Tuesday and Wed-
Phone 46J.
b « t LUIte, of Arogo, when, die stffl
■mkaa
her home with her c’Gdran.
Bring no your ham stitching. New
In pioneer days when one neigfal
If you want the Oregon Farmer, a
machine, experienced operator. Od
was taken sick other neighbors w
dera promptly filled- Ws can please splendid weakly family farm paper
yoa.
Bonnie Walker’s
Millinery you can gat it for only 15 cents a am t for to come and take ears of the
year to connection with tho Sentinol. sick and thorn requested t o _________
not devoted if the night was dark or
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I recall on instetwe of
night when Mrs. Nellie Dement, o'
Myrtte Point, was a baby in oar moth-
sr*o arms, a neighbor boy I
*» « m to hi. .fa* Z
J * - « 7 drmring,
hw ***** WBrml7. «be gave it to the
youth to carry and aborted e a t to walk
two mites over the hill aa a foot
T>- 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.
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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
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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.
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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
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