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'Vïv. OUT-OF-DOORS STUFF By L»na I cnees k.J>aa been some time since we had a dog story and as there la no one near whom I can obtain one from, 1 will teU you one of my own. It con cerns Cap, one of the finest varmint dogs that ever barked up a tree. Sev eral years ago, Bob MaeKerrow, Stopper Stout, Bill Ferbracbe and my self made a trip into the Tioga coun try in pursuit of varmints. Old Cap was taken along, for upon him depend ed the success of the hunt It was in the spring and it was mighty cold back in the high mountains, there be ing four feet of enow on lota of the divides. The first night we put up at ■ cabin. There was one bunk, minus springs, in which BUI and I alept, per haps I should say shivered. Stopper and Bob bedded down on the floor and Cap slept in a corner clqse by. Along in the night Bill and I were awakened by Stopper and Bob. They were calling each other choice names and Bob ways: “You can just shove part of those blankets back here, you ----- - hog." “How do you get that why?" Stop per comes back at him,' “I haven’t got the covers." “You’ve pulled ’em all off me,” snorted Bob. "You’re a so and so,” says Stopper, "I haven't done any auch a thing. You are the guy that’s stolen the covers yourself and I don’t mind telling you that I’m darned near frosen." •What’s the matter with you guys?” inquires Bill. “Can’t you let a man have a little sleep?** “That dirty 'who’s this* pulled all the covers off me," says Bob. “You’re another,” shouts Stopper. Bill struck a match and as it flared it revealed Stopper and Bob lying up on the floor without a cover on either of them, while curled up contently in the» comer was old Cap, the thief, di th the blankets tucked snugly about him. He bad evidently waited until Bob and Stopper fell asleep and then pulled the covers from them. cal) homestead land. A fellow could at least get a mess of chmt off the flats ai tow tide. But it appears that the land must be settled. Civilisation ever advances. It really makes a fel- k>w heartsick to look back a few years and recall the country then and com pare it with that of today. Take for instance long ridges covered with* mighty forest giants, the home, the haven of wild forest creatures. Then comes man, man and hia axe. Within a few months the big trees are laid low, cut into saw logs and hauled «way fgjjm their jungle home. The forest creatures must seek a new home and so move farther back, but never, it seems, beyond the reach of man. Always he. is just a etep be hind, leaving desolation behind him in hia ruthless advance, in his quest of new fields to conquer. The logged- over country springs up in fireweed, in brush thickets and the little stream which sang its way for centuries be tween the great trunks of the trees, is silent, filled with the debris left by man from the timber. Squatters shove up ramshackle cabins upon the land and here and there sheep are gracing about where once the deer roamed unmolested, yes, and even the mighty elk. All the beauty is gone from the land that was once graced by unsurpassed grandeur. Stumps of the trees stand forth glaringly—just tombstones, each and every one a marker, a sad reminder of the forest giants that once reared their heads to the heavens, where the stumps now stand. Beauty spots of nature are go ing fast—too fast. And civilisation is advancing with ruthless stride. Milla stand upon the banks of streams where deer once dipped their nosea to quaff the cold water. Telephone ele phi— lines ____ ’ extend miles into the » V wilderness. Houses stand upon favorite hunting spots of the past. Trespass notices adorn the posts about the old duck pond. Millionaire’s lodges overlook favorite fishing riffles. Old fishing streams are shorn of their beauty and their fish as well—the once clear water muddied by constant splashing« of logging operations. The glamor of the old West is fast fading. Slowly but surely civilisation la taking toll. The other day I was reading an ar ticle in a newspaper of a man who owned a burro and that the animal -followed him about like a dog. It brought to mind an experience I had would have packaacked it in there, Talk about braying—that burro sure j>ut it wae.the spring of the year and did it when I toft him. He was tone- snow lay deep upon the mountains some, I know. I made, the trip all that I must travel through and so I right that day with a little time out figured that I might as well keep to knock a big bobcat out of a tree warm nights. I rounded up the little that the dog put up. Just about burro at the forestry station and dark we reached the cebin. The dog packed my grub and a good' roll of made a dash for the cabin and with blankets upon him and hit the trail. a flying leap went sailing through i I also allowed my varmint dog to ac the window and the burro braying company me. I shall never forget joyfully, came to meet me at the end j that trip into the jungles. That bur of his rope. I rastaked the animal ro lived up to the general reputation and made my way to the cabin win- I of burros, that of being the slowest dow and climbed in. I observed my . animal on earth. I tried had to make dog chewing on something, over in a a ranger cabin the first day, a dis corner, but didn’t pay much atten-1 tance of 15 miles. Late in the after tion to him until I started to prepare ‘ noon a terrible wind came up and my meal. My bacon was gone! Yes,' when it died about dark the big snow and so was my cheese and a half a flakes began coming down. It began cake and a loaf of bread. Ye gods! to grow dark; Soon the trail was Well, thank goodness he couldn't cat covered by «snow. 1 dragged that the canned goods, even if it only con darned burro along, almost complete sisted of a lone can of pork and beans ly exhausted, and in a last mad dash and a small can of pineapple. Bb I reached the cabin and—found it while the dog sat in his comer with locked! I was half frosen, hungry a contented look upon his face, . I and tired, completely out and so was ?rumbled to myself over plair\ beans, the poor burro. By the aid of my without bread, and pineapple without camp axe I removed the sills from cake. But a hot rtip or two of coffee 1 the window of the cabin and climbed put me in a good humor and I-picked, ih. I got a fire started, helped the up the few dirty dishes and reached | dog in and quartered the burro un- for __ „„, lR dish rag that I had hung my der a large tree. I fixed my bed and | just inside the window. It was gone! prepared for a good night’s rest, after (And so was my dish towel! And so partaking of a hearty meal. 1 was were the newspaper that had been just dosing off to sleep when at least lying on a stand just inside the win a doxen rate began playing hide and' dow. I was mystified. What could seek across the bed. I tossed the have become of them ? Surely the Covers and shouted, but to no avail. dog hadn’t eglfen them. Perhaps I The mad scramble continued. I fin had had a visitor while I was away ally arose, lit a candle and getting and he had taken the newspaper to out my knife I fashioned a set of read. But what would we want with figure fours and using a box partly a dish rag? I dug my flashlight full of decayed apples for a dead from beneath my pillow and went to fall," I put on a piece of toasted cheese the window to see if I could spot the for bait, blew out the candle and" lay intruder’s tracks in the snow outside down again. Hardly had I closed by the window. The light releaved my eyes than—wham! The first rat of own tracks, my dog’s tracks and the night. I reset the "trip and had that darned ‘burro's. His rope had hardly olceed my eyes again when, been, long enough to allow him to wham, goes the trap. Along about reach inside the window and enjoy a midnight I had seven rats lying in a repast of dish rag, dish towel and an neat row upon the floor and quiet assortment of newspapers. I con reigned in the little cabin. I drifted vinced myself that he was the culprit off to sleep and was rudely awakened beyond a doubt, during the fire sea by the braying of my companion of son, as he delighted in eating the the trail. Dawn was breaking. I Sunday edition of The Oregonian and arose, cooked breakfact, shoved a Journal both, at one meal. Well, any couple of sandwiches in my pocket, way, between the dog and the burro staked the burro .out with a long I was taught a lemon, and that was rope find hit the trail. I wished to never to leave my grub lying loosi make time—to make the ten miles to around the dog and to tie burros be my destination and return again to yond the reach of my dishrag and with a burro while I was connected the cabin the same day. It was a newspapers. A New Jersey man has taken up 120 acres of government land in the Cunningham district. Last week two men from Nebraska were inquiring concerning thia aame land. It appears that out-of-the-wtate persons are the only ones who will homestead this land. You can’t give it to a native, he’s too smart. Personally, I would with the forestry service. It was nec cinch that the trip could never bo ac rasher take up a homestead on the mud fiats than the logged-over, brush- essary that ( make a 35-mile trip over complished tn that length of time by covered tracts that they are wont to into a rough country. Ordinarily 1 taking my tong-eared friend along. I FOR YOlRfYFS I YOUR EYES «re your £ most precious posses- ' sion. They ere the most Al useful aid at the same time the most delicate parts of your whole 1 in life. Your eye« were made for outdoor tee* \ ing. Modem civiliiation S/ puts • tremendous extra burden upon them, i body! To last through your lifetime, you must guard them carefully and give them I j PAGI SEVEN COQUILLE VALLEY SENTINEL, COQUILL* OREGON, FRIDAY. DECEMBER 8, 1933. constant protection. To strain the eyes now is to fSwn tteir usefulness later k, Good light is necessary for proper seeing. When ever there is poor light, eye strain is sure to occur. Look to your lighting if you would keep the priceless treasure of good eyesight. MOUNTAIN STATES «£ POWER COMPANY Sport Briefs if (By Mark Seeley) The curtains of conclusion have draped over the scene of football in Coos county, as far as high school gridiron activity is Concerned. At least one more show is to be staged, however, that on Sunday, December 10, when all-star teams of North Bend and Marshfield meet for the good of charity, an event staged yearly by the Elks Lodge of the bay cities. Marshfield High was not hard pressed in defeating the North Bend Bulldogs on Thanksgiving Day, 20 to «, but had a much stiffer job than on Armistice Day when she won, 39 to 0. The last victory cinched the county championship for the Pirates, an honor which they have gained again and again during the past years. In fact, outside of occasional years when a Coquille Valley school comes forth with a strong eleven, the bunting usu ally is traded back and fourth by North Bend and Marshfield. The 'Pirates are without a doubt the supreme outfit of the conference, but it was with luck that North Bend came out as the opposition to this claim. Bandon’s fighting group of gents was outsted by a two-point mar gin from having a spotless record, ■ therwise the Tigers would have been knotted with Marshfield at the aea- son’s finish. Coquille’s record is slightly more attractive than North Bend's, as far as scores go, but Myr tle Point's Bobcats had a sorry time throughout. Standings at the close were: Won Lost Tied Pct. Marshfield 0 0 1 1.000 Bandon 4 1 1 .800 North Bend 2 2 1 .500 Coquille 1 5 1 .199 Myrtle Point 0 5 2 .000 The team records areff Marshfield—0, Bandon 0; 1!». Co quille 0; 18, Coquille 6; 18, Myrtle 0; 18 Myrtle Point 7; 39, North Bend 0; 20, North Bend «. Total: Marshfield 127, League opponents* 10. Marshfield—0. Med ford 19; 38, Roseburg 0; 18, Reeds port 0, North Bend—0, Myrtle Point 0; 12, Coquile 6; 2, Bandon 0; 0, Marshfield ¡39; «, Marshfield 20. Totals: North Bend 20, League oponenta 05. North Bend—0, Reedsport 19; 0, Reedsport 21; 18, Grants Pass 0. Bandon—0, Marshfield 0; 0, North Bend 2; 12, CoquiHe 0; 13, Coquille 7; ( 24, Myrtle Point 0; 28, Myrtle Point i6. Totals: Bandon 76, Opponent? 16- Myrtle Point—0, North Bend 0; 0, Coquille 0; 0, Coquille IS; 0, Marsh field 18; 7, Marshfield 18; 0, Bandon 24; 0, Bandon 20. Totals: Myrtle i Point 18, Opponents 98. Stanford's choice of Colombia Uni versity of New York as her opponent . for the Rosa Bowl game isn’t meeting . with much approval. And why net? Have You Ever Applied For A Job Without Being Asked Your Telephone Number? . . / A job may depend upon an employer reaching you quickly you can be reached most .'i speedily by telephqne West Coast Telephone Co There are over a doxen elevens in the country that could defeab-the Eastern outfit any day of the week, and for this season alone it cannot be under stood why Stanford made such a move. If the strongest of the East or Midwest was not to be selected, the sporting thing would have been to play the University of Oregon, not alone to clear up th^J coast conference situation but also to give the webfeet a break in the big money. Coach Hartley is not the most su perstitious mentor teaching young lads the inside dope on athletics, but when* he wa» greeted by only “13” ■asketeers at the initial practice for all candidates Tuesday night, we real ly think that the occurrence had some sort of influence. At least Hartley was not in the best of spirits, with wonderment written all over his face, and not knowing whether to give the high school boys sewing duty to do after school or to commence an insti tution for the improvement of the art of courting. Wednesday evening, however, a huge number of the ath letes turned out, among them all of the lettermen, and Mr. Hartley imme diately set to work in a more jovial frame of mind. It is too early to judge the possible strength of the quintet However, Hartley has been successful in lining up practice games which will help to ward the team’s development. These frays with “B” League fives will serve as a good test. They include s at Arago on Tuesday night, one at Riverton the following Tuesday, and a return tilt with Riverton in the Community Hall December 22. There Is a too a possibility that Ashland will be met here on December 28. Unsuccessful as the 1933 football season has been for the Coquille Red Devils, one cannot help noticing that throughout the season the red and white was badly defeated but once. And on this occasion Marshfield’s 19 to 0 win, the Pirates were greatly aided by breaks even though they did outgain the Red Devils in ««.¿lmmage play. In order to see this situation, the results of the season follow! Coquille - 6 North Bend • 12 Coquille - 0 Bandon 12 Coquille . 7 Bandon 13 CoquiHe - 0 Myrtle Point - 0 Coquille • 13 Myrtle Point - 0 Coquille • 6 McKinley OCC Coquille - 0 Marshfield - 19 Coquille '• 6 Marshfield - 13 « Totals - 38 Totals - 75 The win over Myrtle Point was in- «trumcntal in giving Coquille a place rther than the cellar position in the eague standing It enabled CoquHto o gain the fourth notch which, though lower than the red and white usually Tnishes. is still much better than the lamp, cool spot. This record, while not imposing or formidable shows that the Red Devils were offensively strong enough to wore on each opponent and defensive ly strong enough to hold down the ■scoring of the other teams. Again it must be considered that sometimes scores do not tell the complete story. Thia is the case concerning the Co quille elan, which though an inexper ienced group in almost every position was generally threatening in every stage of each encounter. It may be «said that several “ifs” surround the Red Devils. True Coach Hartley lost heavily by graduation last spring, but at that he had several capable players who were counted on at the outset of the season. Of them Plaep, Pook, Stoaecypher, Morris, Newton, Hatcher and Cooper were known qualities, having previously earned lettera, though only Plaep and Cooper had seen duty as full season regulars. However, the injury bugs- boo, which hit CoquiHe harder than any other team, greatly handicapped Newton and Hatcher, while Cooper , was unable to play all season due to an operation and Stonecypher took part in only the last three game«, en rolling in school late. If then, these men had been avail able all season the Red Devils might have advanced higher in the confer ence race. Seventeen men will be awarded ■their letters this year. They are Plaep, center; Cary, Clinton, Bonnik- ■ sen and Barton, guards; Pook, Stone cypher, Robinson and Swain, tackles; Morris, Matney and Hickam, ends; Bailey, quarter; Davis, Newton and Hensen, halves; and Hatcher, full. Also, Bonniksen, Newton and Swain saw duty at fullback, Barton at tackle and Morris at halfback. All are first year men except Plaep, who is receiv ing hia fourth letter; Pook, his sec- ■nd (first in 1931); Stonecypher, Mor ris and Hatcher, their third, and New ton hia second. The sad part of the story is that >nly six of this number are expected >«ck, they being Cary, Clinton, Bon- liksen, Barton, Swain and Robinson. More About Chinquapin Oaks The following from » C. Weldon Kline, timber expert of the Pacific Northwest Forest Experiment Sta tion, is a welcome addition to what we said about the chinquapin oak trees on the Ray_Brown place a few weeks ago. Coming from a man who knows his trees, it corrects some er roneous ideas as to the scarcity of thia tree: The article in a recent Sentinel en titled “Chinkapin Oak Grove,” sug gests'that your readers may bo inter ested in further information on this tree. Chinquapin is a familiar tree to most Oregon woodsmen. It is quite plentiful in Douglas County, particu larly in the vicinity of Camas Valley. It can be observed along the highway from the summit to Brockaway. In that county alone there are about 50,000.000 board feet of this species in trees 12 inches and over in di ameter. Coos County has some board foot volume, but not as much as Douglas County. Oregon's chinqua pin (Castanopeis chrysophyMa) is termed the golden chinquapin. It is the only species occurring within the United States. In southern and east ern Asia, however, there are known to exist about 30 different species. Our native chinquapin is found from south western Washington to southern Cal ifornia, chiefly on the west slope of the Cascades and in the Coast moun- taifis. At the higher altitudes and ?ast of the Cascades it is a shrub, but !n west central Oregon it becomes a veil formed tree of some siae. The vood is somewhat brittle, fine grained, ■ather soft, and pale reddish brown, (t belongs to the beech family (Fag- iceae), a very important family of most useful hardwood timber trees, which include chestnut, beeches, hornbeams and oaks. The chinquapin s closely related to the chestnuts on one side and to the oaks on the other. The claim so often made that myr- •le grows only in Coo« and Curry bounties and in the Palestine ia er roneous. It is found from the south Umpqua in Douglas County to the southern border of California in the coast region. St reaches its largest «ixe in Cops and Cqrry Counties and adjacent California. Ito scientific name is Umbellularia Californios, and the common name approved by the For est Service is now California laurel. California laurel belong« to the Lau- raceae or laurel family. Botanita recognise over a thousand different species in this family which grow chiefly in tropiacl and subtropical re gions. The species that we have in Oregon and California, however, is not known to grew elsewhere.
