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About Coquille herald. (Coquille, Coos County, Or.) 1905-1917 | View Entire Issue (July 29, 1913)
■ * J. SHERWOOD P m R^t.SHINE, V.-Pres. for this odor belonged to Miss Leslie. L. H. HAZARD, Caihiar 0. C SANFORD, Aaal. Caahiai It was her own. and here only. The odor brought tier vividly, almost tangibly, before him. The world of finance dwindled suddenly to a speck. o p C O Q U IIlU B , O R B Q O fl. And she was in the next room-twenty steps away. “ By George. I’ll do It now!” said Mux well, half uloud. “ I'll ask her By T H O M A S R. D U N N now. I wonder I didn’t do it long » • • r < ,1 O ir t o io j» C a r r a i,• ■ « • • U . A Lapse of Memory ago.” R. C. Drment, A . J. Sherwood, ' National Bank o Commerce, New York C l Tills happened some thirty years ago. He dashed Into the inner office with L. llartocker, L. H. Hazard, Crocker Woolworth N'lBank, San Vranci B y O. H E N R Y the haste of a short trying to cover. Manners in the far west are better Daiah Hacker. R. E. Shine. First Nat'l Bank of Portland, Portland. He charged upon the desk of tbs now than they were then. Indeed, Copyright. 1906, by McClure, Phillip» stenographer. they are aa civilized there aa any A Co. Alezaon Building She looked lip at him with u smile. where else. East End First St. A soft pink crept over her cheek, and A stagecoach drew up lu front of a R . S. K n o w l t o n , President G e o . A . R o b i n s o n , Vice-Pres. * her eyes were kind aud frank. Max tavern in a small town where gun law That was the mornlug of the day R. H. M a s t , Cashier. well leaned one elbow on her desk. was the only law on the Rtatute book. that Northern Pacific stock went to He still clutched fluttering papers with Rut even that was an unwritten law, 1,000, or the day when Union Pacific both hands, and the pen was above for there was no statute books to write went dowu to 100, or some other day his ear. PROPRIETOR it in A young man. dressed in the when there was a cyclone In Wall “ Miss Leslie.” he began hurriedly, ordinary business costume of New street that blew the roof off every “ 1 have but a moment to spare. I York or Chicago or Philadelphia or want to say something in that moment. any other eastern city, got out of broker's ollice. or blew bis bead off, or COQUILLE, OREGON Will you be my wife? 1 haven’t had the coach with the other passengers blew out Ills bruins, or. at any rate, time to make love to you in the ordi and went into the tavern. He asked turned blm upside down or Inside out nary way, but I really do love you. if there were any letters for him. The Opt ned for Busmes March, 1 8 9 0 or stood the brokers on their beads. Talk quick, please. Those fellows are landlord handed him one. He read It l ’ttcher. confidential clerk In the of clubbing the stuffing out of Union Pa and hunted through his pockets for hla fice of Harvey Maiwelt, broker, allow cor r espo nd ents : cific." i cigar case. Not finding it at once, he by putting ed a look of mild intereat and snrprlae “ Oh. what are you talking about?* l.add & Tilton Bank, Portland First National Bank, San Francisco took out seven articles while making to visit his usually expressionless in Screen Doors ana exclaimed the young lady. She rose t* the search, among them a small pistol. National Park, New York First Trust & Savings, Coos Bay countenance when hlg employer brisk Windows. He makes her feet and gazed upon him, round Several men. denizens of the coun ly entered at half past 9 In company eyed. them to order try. were lounging about, among them with his young lady stenographer. “ Don’t you understand?” said Max a red faced man with a stubble beard With a snappy "Good mornlug. Pitch ; Also'Screen Safes, Ironing Boards, S ' 40^ 0- O -J ? a rc well restively. “ I want you to marry and as many scars on his face as a Bread Boards and Step Lad er," Maxwell dashed at Ills desk as ders o f any size me. I love you. Miss Leslie. 1 wanted German student member o f a dueling though he were Intending to leap over OLD R E L IA B L E —EQUIPPED W IT H WIRELESS to tell you. and I snatched a minute corps. Tills man caught sight of the SCREEN DOOR F AC TO R Y It and then plunged Into the great heap when tilings had slackened up a b it new arrival’s pistol, aud it at once ex- of letters and telegrams waiting there J. E. Q U IC K They’re calling me for the phone now. citeu his interest. for him. “ Lemme see that, stranger,” he said. Tell ’em to wait a minute. Pitcher. COQUILEE OREGON The young lady had been Maxwell’s The young man handed him the pis Won’t you. Miss Leslie?” A L W A Y S ON T IM E stenographer for a year. She was The stenographer acted very queerly. tol. and he looked it over with evident beautiful In a way that was decidedly pleasure aud amusement. At first she seemed overcome with unsteuographtc. She forewent the July 4, 9, 14, 19, 24, 29 “ Flirty, isn’t it?” he remarked. amazement, then tears flowed from pomp of the alluring pompadour. She tier wondering eyes, and then she | He continued to examine it. cocking wore no chains, bracelets or lockets. has installed a modern Steam Pres Meanwhile the smiled sunnily through them, and one and uncocking it. July 1, 6, 11, 16, 21, 26, 31 She bad not the air of being about to sing machine, and is prepared to or her arms slid tenderly about the stranger found his cigar case and, lean accept an Invitation to luncheon. Her Tickets on sale to all Kasteru pointB and information as to routes serve his trade better than ever. ; ing a chair up on its hind legs against broker's neck. and rate-, cheerfully furnished dress was gray and plain, but It fitted Bring me your work. “ 1 know now.” she said softly. " I t ’s the wall, sat down on it, resting his her figure with fidelity and discretion W. L. KOLM, Agent heels on the front round and, lighting Phone M ain 181 i,‘) this old business that has driven every In her uent black turban but was the SPRING SAMPLES ARE READY thing else out of your head for the a cigar, smoked. gold-green wing of a macaw. On this 3 ® See my display of suitings for spring “ What do you do with it?” inquired morning she was softly and shyly ra- time. I was frightened at first. Don’t and summer. New and nobby pat terns at lowest prices. you remember. Harvey? We were ' the red faced man. married last evening at 8 o’clock in 1 The stranger smoked on without Bring your Repair Work to me. the Little Church Around the Comer.” | making any reply. Ills sang froid ex Fred Von Pegert C. I. K im e cited the attention of the bystanders, Front Street who commenced to move uneasily away The man who asked the ques- I tion was Scar Joe, so called from the traces of his many fights. He was ! not used to asking questions and re » f e « : ceiving no reply. He cast a single j glance at the stranger and went on cocking and uncocking the revolver. “ Goiu’ to make a birthday gift of it Regular as the Clock | to your little boy?” he asked. G e n e r a l Hlacksmithing, Wagon Making, Machine Still no reply. Work, Pattern Making and “ Will It shoot?” persisted Scar Joe. Casting, Automobile Work. This third question eliciting no reply, the westerner took a quick aim at the I stranger’s cigar and fired, and cigar First-class fare only............$7.50 | and sparks left the smoker’s lips. Up freight, per ton............. 3.00 He didn't turn pale. He didn’t look at Scar Joe reproachfully or fearfully or any other way. lie didn’t look at him at all. Fie simply took out anoth 24 California Street, San Francisco er cigar, lighted it and went on smok ing. “ Does shoot, don’t It? Shoots purty Autos Myrtle Point to Rock Creek ■■ Roseburg to Camas Valley For Reservations straight, don’t it? I wonder i f I could do it again!” He fired a second shot with like re Leav» 8 Myrtle Point 7 a. m. sults. The stranger remained ns im Agent«, Coquille, Oregon perturbable as before, taking out an Arrives Koseburg 0 p.*m. other dgar and lighting It with ns lit Leaves Roeeburg 7 a. m. tle apparent objection to this waste of Arrives Myrtle Point 7 p. in. cigars as if he were loaded down with A U C T IO N E E R them. Again Scar Joe sent it flying amid a shower of sparks. When you get one, get one of exper “ I WANT YOU TO MABRY ME. “ Stranger.“ said the smoker In a soft ience—26 years at the business voice, “ you’re one of the best shots I diant. Her eyes were dreamily bright, ever saw That pistol I ’ve brought E. G CASSIDY BANDON, ORE. her cheeks genuine peachblow, her ex from the east as a present for my wife. pression a happy one, tinged with F’ve got another for my little girl that reminiscence. Farmers Telephone 156 I’ll bet you can’t hit a silver dollar Home Telephone 461 Pitcher, still mildly curious, noticed with at ten yards.” a difference in her ways this morning. “ Lemme see it.” Instead of going straight into the ad The stranger thrust his right hand joining room, where her desk was, she into his trousers pocket and grasped lingered, slightly Irresolute, in the out something that he drew out so clutched er office. Once she moved over by in his fist that it was not easy to dis Maxwell’s desk, near enough for him cern what it w’as. One of the lookers to be aware of her presence. on. with better or quicker sight than She hesitated whether to speak to the others, seemed to get on to some the busy man at the desk or not At thing about to happen, for he ducked one moment she looked at him won- W ill Accept under a table. The stranger reached deringly, at another as if she were the thing out to his tormentor. It ex about to cry and at another ns If she ploded. and Scar Joe staggered back were trying to repress a laugh. Sev ward. at the same time putting his eral times she started to speak to him hand to Ids hip The something in when she saw' him about to make a the stranger’s fist -exploded again, and Jump from one matter to another, but the westerner fell dead. he invariably Jumped before she could get him. Then suddenly he seemed to One would naturally suppose that become aware o f her presence and those present would be chiefly interest glanced up at her quickly. ed in the fallen man. So they were The machine sitting at that desk was till they were convinced that he had no longer a man. It was a busy New S newly elected president of the National Manufacturers' association. received his last scar. Then all of a York broker, moved by buzzing wheels Colonel George Pope of Hartford, Conn., fnce* an Important year In sudden their minds concentrated on the and uncoiling springs. ^ the life of that organization. Because of the tariff changes bound to thing in (he stranger hands that hsid “ Well, what Is it—anything?” asked be made by congress manufacturers the country over felt that the done the work. All eyes turned toward Maxwell sharply. His opened mall lay year would be momentous In many ways due to changed conditions. Colonel him curiously. He had returned the like u bank of stage snow on his crowd Pope la head of the Pope Manufacturing company and has loug been Identified explosive tiling to his pocket. ed desk. His keen gray eye. Imper with the Industrial Interests of the country “ Landlord,” he said, “ I ’d like some ____ sonal and brusque, flashed upon her thing to eat before I go. My wife Rome’s Gormandizing. half impatiently. writes me that she’ll send a team for sell were coming and going as swift The decline o f a natiou commences me to l>e here at 2. It’s now 1. I ’ve “ Nothing,” answered the stenogra as the flight of swallows. Some of his when gormandizing begins. Rome’s just time for dinner.” pher, moving away with a little smile. ----- O N----- own holdings were Imperiled, and the “ Mr. Pitcher.” she said to the confi “ I say, stranger,” said one present, man was working like some high gear collapse was well under way when dential clerk, “did Mr. Maxwell say ed. delicate, strong machine—strung to slaves were thrown into the eel pits to "would you mind lettin’ us see what anything yesterday about engaging an full tension, going at full speed, ac increase the gamy flavor of the eela that was you shot him with?” other stenographer?” ” 1 know what it Is,” said the man curate. never hesltntlng. with the prop when the> came upon the table. “ He did.” answered Pitcher. “ He who had sought safety under the table. er word and decision and net ready Preference. told me to get another one. I notified “ Do you like a man who quotes “ It’s a bulldog. I seen ’em before. the agency yesterday afternoon to and prompt as clockwork. Stocks and They’re the ugliest weapon at short bonds, loans and mortgages, margins poetry ?” send over a few samples this morning. range they is goin’.” and securities—here was a world of "W ell,” replied Miss Cayenne, "he is It’s 9:45 o’clock, and not a single pic The stranger took out a short, thick finance, and there was no room In It usually better than one who relies on ture lint or piece of pineapple chewing pistol with a very stocky barrel and al for the human world or the world of gum has shown up yet.” original conversation.” — Washington lowed the party to examine it. nature. “ 1 will do the work as usual, then,” Star. “ Was t’other one really a g ift for When the luncheon hour drew near said the young Indy, “ until some one your wife?” asked one. there came a slight lull In the uproar. conies to All the place.” And she went “ Certainly. When I was called east will need laundering this GOOD R O A D N O T E S . Maxwell stood by Ills desk with his fo her desk at once and hung the black she asked me to bring her a revolver turban hat with the gold green macaw bands full of telegrams and memoran spring. Send them to suitable for a woman.” Good roads will make the v e da. with a fountain pen over his right wing in its accustomed place. While the stranger was dining the hicles last longer. us. We wash Quilts at He who has been denied the specta ear and his hair hanging In disorderly Good dra ina ge is absolutely body of his victim was being removed. cle of a busy Manhattan broker during strings over his forebend. Ills window 15 cents, Comforts at 25 necessary in building a good When his team arrived and he was n rush of business is handicapped for was open, for the beloved Janltress road. driving away one of the crowd w'ho cents. W e will wash Every man w h o ow ns an a u the profession of anthropology. The Spring had turned on a little warmth had gathered to see him off cried out: tomobile, a horse or a bicycle is poet sings of the “ crowded hour of through the waking registers of the your Wool Blankets for “ Much obleeged for gettin’ rid of Scar interested in good roads. P R IN T E D PR O M PTLY glorious life.” The broker’s hour la earth. Joe He was gittin’ to be a nuisance.” Th e hi gh w ay and roadside are And through the window came a you better than you can not only crowded, but the minutes and AND A C C U R A TE L Y On the identical spot where this usually a fa i r index of the pe o wandering—perhaps a lost—odor, a del seconds are hanging to all the straps do them and for the ple living in the vicinity. episode happened there is now a hand icate. sweet odor of lilac that fixed and packing both front and rear plat some hotel, lighted by electricity and • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • ft the broker for a moment Immovable. small charge o f 25 cents. forms having all the modern improvement*. And this day was ITnrvey Maxwell's Send the entire family busy day. The ticker t>egan to reel H ave you paid the prin ter? out Jerkily Its fitful colls of tape. The wash and lie rid o f the desk telephone had a chronic attack OREGON and W A SH IN G TO N hardest o f the home Incorporated. of buzzing. Men began to throng Into the office and call at him over the rail Manufacturers o f work. : : : : : : ing. Jovially, sharply, viciously, excit- 1 The C elebrated bergm ann Shoe TUT. IMA M OM » HR\M *. a A D irectory o f each City, Tow n and edly. Messenger boys ran in and out 1 m i l e « I A « k y o u r P n ix z jr ls t i, r / A V illage, g iv in g descriptive sketch o f I k l c h e A - fe r 'R U l i u n i i n i T l r n n l / A \ with messages and telegrams. The m u i o r .« i *..i i .., m , n ii each place, location, population, tele I I «n e t , scaled w ith P in e Hi ' a. elerks In the office Jumped about like graph. shipping and banking point; T a k e n o o th e r Buy o f yow r » !> n » M « » « . A s h f- r « i r i - i i r V a - T F i r * also Classified Directory, com piled by sailors during a storm. Even Pitcher's lM .Y V lO N n B R A N l » 1*11.1 *», ft* « 5 business and profession years known as Best, Saie,t. Always Reliable face relaxed Into something resetn R. L r n l.K * C O .. «RATTLE bling animation. 1 SOLD BY DRl GfilSTS EVERYWHERE P o b t l a n d , O bkgon , THE SKOOKUM RESTAURANT The Romance of a Busy Broker Rooms in Connetion GEO. C. T H E R A U L T Quick Says: Keek the Flies Out of Your House K. Halverson K. H A L V E R S O N Str. Elizabeth ,Mmí On the exchange there were hurri canes and landslides and snowstorms and glaciers and volcanoes, and those elemental disturbances were reproduc ed in mlnluture in the broker's offices. Maxwell shoved his chair against the wall and transacted business after the mauner o f a foe dancer. He Jump ed from ticker to phone, from desk to door, with the trained agility of a har lequin. In the midst of this growing and im portant stress the broker became sud denly aware of a high rolled fringe of golden hair under a nodding canopy of velvet and ostrich tips, an imitation sealskin sack and a string of beads as large as hickory nuts, ending near the floor with a silver heart. There was a self possessed young lady con nected with these accessories, and Pitcher was there to construe her. “ Igidy from the stenogra[»tiers’ agen cy to see about the position,” said Pitcher. Maxwell turned half around, with his hands full of papers and ticker tape. “ What position?" he asked with a frown. “ Position of stenographer,” said Pitcher. “ You told me yesterday ts call them up and have oue sent over this morning.” “ You are losing your mind. Pitcher,** said Maxwell. “ Why should 1 have given you any such instructions? Miss Leslie has given perfect satisfaction during the year she has beeu here. The place is hers as long as she chooses to retain it. There’s no place open here, madam. Countermand that order with the agency. Pitcher, and don’t bring any more of ’em in here.” The silver heart left the office, nwing ing and banging itself Independently against the office furniture as it indig nantly departed. Pitcher seized a mo ment to remark to the bookkeeper that the “ old man” seemed to get more ab sent minded and forgetful every day of the world. The rush aud pace of business grew fiercer aud faster.* On the tioor they were pouuding half a dozen stocks in which Maxwell’s customers were heavy investors. Orders to buy aud His Little Boy’s Pistol F IR S T N A T IO N A L BANK r r n n s a c t s a G e n e r a l B a n k i n g H im in e n t- Farmers and Merchants Bank STEAMER BREAKWATER Sails from Portland at 8 A. M., Sails from Coos Bay at Service of Tide KIME & VON PEGERT ME C H A N I C A L C olonel George Pope, N ew Head O f N ation al M an u factu rers S H O P San Francisco and Bandon x>oooooooooocooo<>ooooo<>oo< COQUILLE, OREGON E. & E. T. Kruse Roseburg-Myrtle Point Stage Line NOSLER & NORTON Stages Carrying Baggage and United States Mail J. L. 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