The Bend bulletin., July 21, 1921, WEEKLY EDITION, Page PAGE 6, Image 6

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GOT JOHM BURROUGHS' 'GOAr
OrMt NMurnlUt Admitted Thst Iron
Wall of Treasury Vault Had Bad
Cffret on Him.
It was while silting In frntt of the
Iron wnll of t lie tronstiry vnult nt
Washington (lint John llitrroughs,
guard Inn of the $,V,IXH),M) tho vnnlt
contained, wrote Ids llrot hook, "Wnko
Jlnhln," In tlmt hook It tins Men
thought tlmt ho got closer to nntnro
tlinn In nny of tlio others. "Porhnp
I did," hp wild of It. "I know I was
.closer to It In longing. Tlmt Iron wnll
renrted on mo."
Mr. Hurroughs realized, of course
tlio necessity of money to pmvlile the
comforts of existence, nnil Ills hooks
brought htm n handsome return. Anil
this recalls nn Incident of n fox hunt
In which he ntul his brother, Khon
Joined nhout n dozen yenrs ago. Kbon
Burroughs lived nt Ilotmrt. In the
CntskUls, nnil on this particular hunt
the honors went to Klien, who shot the
fox. At Hint time fox skins wen
worth nhout $T, mid the successful
brother relished tolling of his success,
Once when boasting of It to n warty of
friends he was halted by this from
Brother John: "Vou hnve bragged
nhout that fox hunt long enough. You
shot the fot ntul sold the skin for
I wrote n little nccount of the hunt
nnd sold It to n magazine for 575. So
there you nre."
MdST TALK NOT CONFESSIVE
Assertion Made That Anecdotes Com.
pose by Far the Greatest Part of
Conversations of Americans.
Tor hours n group of men will talk,
end nil problems fall like ducks ou a
rifle range before their well-aimed
epigrams. It may be a brilliant ses
sion, but we cannot forbear thinking
that not many serious thoughts arc
expressed with fervor, that few hon
est emotions have adequate utterance.
A gathering often Is devoted to anec
dotes, quips and the cracking of
Jokes, like the biblical thorns, under
the conversational poL
Of course, much conversation Is nec
essarily anecdotal, but two travelers
'who meet In the smoker of a train
crossing our American plains do not
tell anecdotes merely, says the New
York Sun. There the anecdotes take
on more meat and grow In length
they become tales. Again, however
learned we are, we forget our pedan
try when we talk In a smoker. Yet
over a meal among those we know
and will meet again we slough oil
our Impulse to modesty and sincere
self-expression and launch forth In
all our drab erudition or else we
sparkle in anecdote and say nothing
to the point; forgetting tlmt the best
Jests, aside She point, seem point
less. In short, there Is not always enough
confesslve conversation between
Americans. In France and In Latin
America the art of conversation has
become an art of confession of the
confession. Indeed, of one's faiths, foi
bles nnd fancies. As for us, we feel
that no one Is so sympathetic per
haps, ns to merit listening to our
personal histories, or, what Is more
to the point, the emotional accom
paniment of these histories.
WRITER'S RIGHT TO BORROW
Highest Authority for the Practice In
the Works of the World's
Greatest.
One reads for thought and for quo
tation not less; If he find his thought
more finely conceived and aptly ex
pressed by another, let him quote with
out hesitation or apology. He has the
highest authority for the practice.
How rich Is Plutarch's page, Mon
taigne's, ISaeon's! Am! what they bor
row Is of a piece with their own text,
giving It added strength und grace. I
know the fashion of our time affects
disdain of borrowing. But who Is rich
enough to refuse, or plead honorably
for his excluslvenesM? Somehow the
printer happens to forget bis quota
tion marks, and the credit of origi
nality goes to the writer none the less.
The plea is that quoting often Im
plies sterility and had taste. Then
Shakespeare and his contemporaries
were wanting In wit and fine rhetoric
ITear how Montaigne Justifies his
practice:
"Let nobody Insist upon the matter
I write but my method In writing. Let
them observe In what I borrow, If I
hdve known how to choose what Is
proper to raise or relieve Invention,
which is always my own; for I make
others say for me what, either for
want of luuguage or wunt of sense, I
cannot myself well exprpss. I do not
number my borrowings, I weigh them.
And had I designed to raise their es
timate by their number, I had made
twice as many." Brouson Alcott
It Stands to Reason.
The other day a downtown princi
pal summoned before her two young
sters who hud been gvllty of light
ing another boy. After proving
their guilt, she turned the husky,
looking youngster over her knee and
administered a good, old-fashioned
spanking. Hut at the other one she
hesitated. Hlie voiced her reason
to u teacher standing near: "I hate
to whip hlin. lie's bo thin and sick
ly looking," she said.
The chunky culprit overheard her
speech. "I guess criminals caa be
skinny as well as fat," bo sobbed ac
cusingly. BullotJn "WANT ADS" Bring Be
eults Try Them.
FRENCH PLAYHOUSE ON BOAT
Actors In ntmarMbU Theatre
Oald ta Find Their Octupa.
tlon a Plat.int One,
Art
rrntiet has a plnjhntnc, built on a
hnrge, which travels from Tours to I
Strasbourg. It Is A gorgeous affair i
painted In white ami silver and railed
Iho "bateau !lnnlre," It wnnders
along the cnmits nnd wherever It stops
the French, who have few entertain
ments, crowd Into the fulminant to
sop a dramnt'e representation. It Is '
ngrocnhlo life to move leisurely by 1
canal ntul river, to stop where one
pleases, to play lo a crowded home In
a snlle, which is nlwnys ready, to '
tve plensure to a whole community
nnd protlt to oneself. The room where
the performances take place Is spac
ious enough. It holds tlve hundred
persons, and every one of the fnut-
eunlls covered In rod velvet In this
blue nnd gold decorated hull Is oc
cupied whenever the floating theatre
ensts nnclior In nn out-of-the-way town.
The actors are their own mariners.
There Is much work to be done on
bonrd nny kind of boat, ns nit who
hnvo ever helped to sal', a yacht will
agree. They all lend n band. They
scrub the decks and they make the
preparations which are constantly
called for. What do they not do?
They go out shopping and Is there
nnythlng so delightful as to shop al
ways In strange towns? They pre
pare their play bills nnd announce
their advent. The mere business of
acting Is only an Incident in this va
ried life.
LINKED WITH GLORIOUS PAST
Town of Stelnamanoer Within Terri
tory Ones Important Part of the
Old Roman Empire.
Perhaps It was not without deep sen
timental reasons that former Kmperor
Charles of Austria-Hungry chose the
town of Steluamnnger to the Hun
pirlans, Szombnthely as a place from
which he hoped to receive the ncclnlm
of his former subjects ns their returned
ruler, says n bulletin from the Wash
ington headquarters of the National
Geographic society.
It has been the cherished policy of
the Hnpsburg rulers of Austria-Hun
gary to rejuvenate the old "Holy
Homnn Kmplre," the Franklsh nnd lat
er the German union which clnlmed
to be the heir to the power and over
lordship of Home. The affiliations of
what was Austro-IIungurlan territory
before the World war, with the old
Roman empire, were perhaps closer
through Stelnamanger than through
any other town. The present town Is
In the site of the Itomnn Snbrla, which
was the capital of one of the chief
divisions of Pannonta the name given
by the Romans to the province which
covered the heart of modern Austria
Hungary. A "Sand-Bow."
The unusual optical phenomenon of
a rainbow produced by the sun shin- '
l&g not on rnln-drops, but on particles
of sand suspended In the nlr by wind,
was witnessed oyer a part of the Great
Salt Lake by some surveying parties. '
The colors were very brilliant, and '
there wns a secondary bow visible.
The main bow was fully double the
width of an ordinary rainbow. Only
a segment of It wns seen. The sand
was colltlc, consisting of calcareous
spherules of fairly uniform size, rang
ing between the limits of No. 8 nnd
No. 10 shot, which are polished nnd
exhibit a pearly luster. It Is pointed
out thut the production of the bow
must have been due to reflection from
the outer surfaces of the spherules,
and cannot be explained on the rule of
refraction and total reflection, gener
ally applied In the explanation of the
rulnbow.
Selenium a Rare Element.
Selenium Is a rare and little-used
element described by the" United
States Geological suney, Department
or the interior, as having Its greatest
life In giving a red colar to glass,
such ns that used In railroads for
signal lights, and In coloring ennmclad
ware red. It Is also used to overcome
the natural green color of ordinary
glass. Selenium Is peculiar In being
n very poor conductor, of electricity In
tne darn nnd a fairly good conductor
In tho light and Is ued In several
electric devices whose utility depends
on tills peculiarity. It has been .used
In telephoning nlong n ray of light nnd
In transmitting sounds and photo
graphs from one place to another over
a wire.
China to Have Large Mint
One of the largest mints In th
world, with n possible dully output of
600,000 silver dollars, Is to be erected
at Shanghai, China, at a cost of about
$2,000,000, under the direction of an
American expert. When completed, In
about two years, It will absorb some
H tons of silver a dny In Its tnsk of
establishing a standardized currency
In China, where the present unit of
vulue, the Mexican dollar, competes
with as many varieties of colu as there
are provinces. The Chinese tael, now
used for reckoning, Is not n coin ut
all, but a measured slug of sliver, the
value of which varies In different part
of the country Popular Mechanics
Magazine.
Disappointed Hopes.
"Hiram," said Mrs. Corntossel,
"our boy Josh bus learned to play u
regular tune on his new violin."
"That boy won't do nothln' but
waste time. Wlmt does he want with
regular tune? I was educutln" him
cr loaw of a Jazz orchestra."
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Slowly Lnklngtoil sank Tmck In his
chair, n hard, merciless smlUi on his
lips; nnd for a moment or two then;
whs silence In the room, it was broken
by the unkempt mini ou the sofa, who,
without warning, exploded unexpected
iy.
"A truce to all this fooling," ho
burst forth In a deep rumble; "I con
fess I do not understand It. Are we
assembled lion' tonight, comrades, to
listen to private ipinrrel.s mid stupid
talk?"
A murmur of approval came from
the others, and the speaker stood tip
waving his arms,
"I know not what this young mnn
has done: I care less. In Russia such
trifles matter not, llo has the appear
ance of a bourgeois, therefore be must
die. Did we not kill thousands aje,
tens of thousands of his kidney, before
we obtained the great freedom? Are
we not going to do tlio same In this
accursed country? Kill him now
'Kill Him Now Throw Him In a Cor
ner and Let Ue Proceed."
throw hlin In a corner and let us pro
ceed." He sat down, amidst a murmur of
approval. In which Hugh Joined heart
ily. "Splendid," he murmured. "A mag
nificent peroration. Am I right, sir.
In assuming that you are what Is vul
garly knouii ns a Bolshevist?"
The man turned his sunken eyes,
glow ing Willi the burning fires of fanat
icism, on Druminnnd.
"I am one of tho-o who nre lighting
for the freedom of the w orld," ho cried
harshly, "for the right to live of the
proletariat." He flung out his anus
wildly. "It Is freedom ; It Is the dawn
of the new ago,"
Hugh looked at him with genuine
curiosity; It was the first time he had
actually met one of these wild vision
aries In the flesh. And then the curi
osity wns succeeded by a very definite
amazement: what had Peterson to do
with such as he?
Kor the moment his own deadly risk
was forgotten: a growing excitement
filled his mind. Could It be possible
that here, at lust, was the real object
of the gung; could It he possible that
Peterson was organizing a deliberate
plot to try "'"1 Bolshevist! Kugliiud?
He looked up to find Peterson regard
ing him with u fnlnt smile.
"it Is a little difficult to understand,
Isn't It, Captain Drummond?" he said,
carerully flicking the ash off his cigar
"I told you you'd find yourself In deep
water." Then be resumed tho contem
plation of the papers In front of him.
Hugh hnlf closed bis eye.-i, while u
general buzz of conversation broke out
round the table, '
Fragments of convenatlon struck his
ears from time to time, The Intimi
dated rabbit, with the light of buttle
In his watery eye, was declaiming on
the glories of workmen's councils; a
bullet-headed man was shouting an In
spiring battle cry about no starvation
wages and work for all.
"Can It be possible," thought Hugh,
grimly, "thut such as these have the
power to control big destinies?" And
then, becnuso he hud some experience
of what one unbalanced brain, whose
owner could talk, was capable of
nchlovlug; hccnuo he knew something
about mob psychology, his half con
temptuous amusement changed to a
hitter foreboding.
"You fooll" ho cried suddenly to
tho Russian; and everyone ceased iiiik
lug, "You poor dd boob ! You und
your nuw earth 1 In Petrogr.nl today
bread Is two pounds four shillings u
pound; tea, fifteen pounds a pound. Do
you cull thut freedom?" He gave a
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The Adventures of A
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Who Found Peace Dull
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IHustraiions btj
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contemptuous fatigu.
Too sill prised to speak, tho Rus
sian sat staring at him; and It was
Peterson who broke Iho silence with
his suave olce.
"Your distress, I am glad to say.
is not likely lo bo one of long iluni
turn." ho remarked. "In fact, tho time
has come for jou to letlro for the
nlsht, my young friend."
llo stood up smiling; then he walked
over to the bell behind Hugh and rung
It.
"Pond or mud I wonder which,
lie throw the end of his cigar Into
the grate ns Hugh rose. "While
He Opened the Door and Stood There
! Smiling.
deliberate down here on various mat-
' ti.f-M lt Itnfinrtnti.. ..I. ..II I . ..
!" nv " . i-iMiti in- iiiillh-
Ing of you upstairs that Is to say,
If you get there. I m Hint Laklngtim
Is even now beginning to gloat In
pleasant anticipation."
Not a muscle on the soldier's face
twitched; not by the hint of a bsik
did he show the keenly watching au
dience that he realized his danger.
Laklngton's face was merciless, with
Its fiendish look of anticipation, anil
Hugh stared at him with lee eyes
for a while before he turned towuril
the door.
"Then I will sny 'Good night," he
remarked casually, "Is It the same
room Mint I had last time?"
"No." said Peterson. "A different
one SocJnlly prepared for you. If
you get to the top of tho stairs n man
will show you where It Is." He opened
tho door and stood there smiting.
Anil nt that moment all the lights
went out.
TWO.
Tho darkness could be felt, as real
darkness Inside a house always can
bo felt. Not Iho fnlntest glimmer
even of greytiess showed anywhere.
nnd Hugh remained motionless, won
dering whnt the next move wns going
to be. Now that tho night's ordeal
bad commenced, all his nerve had re
turned to him. He felt Ice-cold; nnd
ns his powerful hands clenched nnd
unclenched by his sides, he grinned
fnlntly to himself. Then very can
tlously be commenced to feel his way
toward the door.
At that moment someone brushed
past him. Like n flash Hugh's hand
shot out nnd gripped him by the nrm.
The mnn wriggled and twisted, but
ho was powerless as a child, und with
nnother short laugh Hugh found his
throat with his other hand. And
again silence settled on the room , , ,
SUM holding the unknown man In
front of hlm, he reached the foot of
the stairs, and there he paused. He
had suddenly remembered the mys
lerlous thing which had whizzed past
his bend that other night, and then
clanged suddenly Into the wall beside
hlm. He had gone up five stalra when
It had happened, and now with his
foot on the first, he started to do
some rapid thinking.
If, as Peterson bad kindly assured
him, they proposed to try nnd send
hlm mad, It was unlikely that they
would kill him on the stairs. At tho
same time It was obviously nn Imple
ment capable of accurate adjustment!
und therefore It was more than likely
that they would use It to frighten
hlm. And If they dld-lf they did . . .
The unknown man wriggled feebly
In his hands, nnd a sudden unholy
look came on to Hugh's face,
"It's the only possible clmncp," he
said to himself, "and If It's ynu or
me, liiddle, I guess It's got to be
yon.'.!
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I ,. it
til a UK
Willi n quirk liearp lie Jffked Hie
mnn off his feel, ntul llfleil IiIih up
Mil his hind wns nliore Hie level of
his oiwi, Then clutching hlm Unlit
In coinmi'tircil lit climb. Hie own
lienil was bent down, aoinewhcrn In
tho region of the man's back, ntul
ho took no liollce of tho feebly kick
lint legs,
Then nl lust he roMrbed Iho fourth
slop, mid gate a llunl iuljiil inrnt to
Ills soml-cotisclollN himlcli, lie pros'od
tils lieinl oM'ii lower III the man's
buck, mid lifted hlm up another throe
Inches.
"Mow awfully Jolly!" ho murmured.
"I hope the leslllt will please oil,"
"I'd stand quite t'ti if ro ion,"
pnld Peterson suavely. ".Inst listen."
As Hugh bad gambled ou, tho por
foruimico was designed to frighten.
Instead of that, something hit the
lieek of the limn lie was holding with
such force tlmt It wrenched hlm clean
out of his arms. Thou came the claim
hcshlo hlm, and with a series of
ominous thuds n body rolled down
the stairs lulu the hull below,
You fool." lie beard Laklngton's
olco, shrill with anger. "You've
killed hlm. Switch on the llslil . . ."
Hut before the order could he car
ried out Hugh had disappeared, like
a great cut, Into the darkness of the
passage above. As luck wmtld have
It tho llrst room he darted into win
empty, mid ho flung up the window
unit peered out.
A faint, watery moon show oil hlm
a twenty-foot drop unto tho grass,
and without hesitation ho (lung bis
legs over the sill. Ami nt that mo
ment something prompted hlm to look
upward.
It was a dormer window, and to an
active mini access to the roof was
easy. Without nn Instant's hesitation
ho abandoned nil thoughts of retreat;
and when two excited men rushed In
to tho riHim ho wns firmly ensconced,
with his legs nstrlde of tho ridge of
the window, not a yard from tl.elr
heads.
hefurrly hidden In the shndoe-. he
watched the subsequent proceedings
with genial toleration. , raucous bel
low from the two men announced
that they hud tllscocrcd Ills lino of
escape; mid. In half a minute Iho
anion was full of hurrying llttures.
One. calm mid Impassive, nls Identity
betrayed only by the Inevitable cl.'nr,
stood by tho garden door, apparently
taking no part In the game; l.aklng
Ion, blind with fury, was running
round In smnll circles, cursing umr)
cue Impartially.
"Thu car Is still there." A mnn
came up to Peterson, mid Ilu;b heard
tho words distinctly.
"Then he's probably oer at Hen-
Ion's house. I will go mnl see."
Hugh watched the thick-set, mas
sive figure stroll down towuril tho
wicket gnte, and ho laughed gently
to himself, 'I lion he grew serious
again, mid with a slight frown ho
pulled out his watch nnd J led nt It.
Iliiir-pnst one . . . two more hours
ueiore imwn. Aim in tliosc two hours
ho wanted to otptorc the house from
on top; ivspoclnlly ho wanted to lone
a look nt the mysterious central room
or which Phyllis bnd spoli-n to into
the room where Lnfcliigt,n kept his
treasures. Hut until the excited
throng below went Indoors, It was
unsafe to move. Onoo out of the
shadow, any one would bo able to
see hlm crawling over the roof In thu
moonlight.
At times tho thought of tho help
less man for whoso death ho had In
oim way been responsible recurred to
hlm, but be shook his head angrily.
It bad been necessnry, ho rcallzoi:
yon can carry romeono upstairs In
a normal house without hlin having
his neck broken but still . . . And -then
he wondered who ho was. It
had 1 n one of the men who snt I
round the table of that he was toler
ably certain. Hut which . . . ? Was
It the frightened bunny, or the Rus- i
slnn, or tho gentleman wIMi the blood
shot eyo? The only comfort was that
whoever It had been, the world would
not be appreciably the poorer for bis
sudden decease. The only regret was
that It hadn't been de-ir Henry, . . ,
He had n dlstate for Henry which
far exceeded his dislike of Peterson.
He's not over there," Peterson's
voice enme to him from below. "And
we'vo wasted time enough ns It Is."
The men had gathered togo-Vr In
a group, Just below when? Hiist was
silting, evidently nwnltlng further or-
dors.
"Do you mean to sny we'vo lost the
young swlno again?" sniff Laklngton
nngrlly.
Not lost merely mislaid," mur
mured Peterson. "The more I see of
hlm the mom do I ndmlro his Initia
tive." Laklngton snorfed.
It was tlmt (1 il fool Ivolsky's own
fault," ho snnrled; "why didn't be
keep still as be wns told to do?"
"Why, Indeed." returned Peterson.
bis cigar glowing red. "And I'm
nfrnld wo shall never know. Ho Is
very dead." Ho turned townrd the
bouse, "Tluit concludes the outer-
tnlnment, gentlemen, for tonight. I
think you can all go to bed."
He disappeared Into the house, and
the others followed slowly. Kor the
time being Hugh wns safe, nnd with
n sigh of relief be stretched his
cramped limbs and lay back against
the sloping roof. If only he had dared
to light u cigarette.
THREE.
S
It wns half nn holtr before Drum.
,11)011(1 decided that It was safe to stnrt
exploring, First ho tool: off his shoes,
nnd tying the laces together, ho slung
Ihem nroiind his neck, Then, ns .
lenlly an ho could, ho commenced to
scrnmblo ttpwnrd,
IL ' Ui!i iUL ojv operntr,n nn
slip ntnl fiotbltig roiibl linve slopped
hlm slhllh ilnivii mid filially crnsh
llig Into Hie Kiirtlffi below, with it
broken leg, nl flie very least, for Ills
I hi Ins. In mlilUlnii, there mis lh
risk of illslodfltig it slide, nn unwise
proceeding In u lioio where most of
the occupants slept with ol ye open.
Hut nl Inst he got his bands owr Die
rliUo of the roof, nnd In mmthor mo
ment bo wns silting striiddlewlsii
ncross It.
A sudden rattle close fo hlm llinile
hlm start violently ; only to curse him
self for a nervous ass the next mo
"cut, mid lean forward eagerly. One
t tho blinds had been released from
de the room, and n pale, diffused
light came filtering out Into the night
from the side of the glass loof. llo
wns stilt craning backward mid for
wind to tr mid llild some chink
UllotlKll which ho could see, wlli'll, ,
with a kind of uncanny dellbernlloti,
one of the panes of glass slowly I
opened. It wns worked ou a ratchet
floiu Inside, mid Hugh bowed bis '
llianks to tho unseen operator below, I
Then ho leant forward ciiutloiul), ami
peered In. . . ,
Tho whole room wns visible to hlm,
mid bis Jaw lUhleiied as be took In
the scene, III an nriiiclmlr, smoking
ns unconcernedly ns eer, sal Peter,
son, llo was loading a letter, alfll
occasionally uiideiliuing some point
with a pi m il. Hostile hlm on a table
was a big ledger, and eery now mnl
then ho would turn over n few pages
mid iiinke mi entry. Hut II was not
Peterson on whom the watcher above
mis concentratlna his intention: Il
was Laklngton, tn'tlng a red w-hct
box out of a drawer In tho desk, llo
opened It lovingly, ami Hugh saw the
flush of illaiiiiitids. Laklngton let the
stones run through bis hands, glitter
ing with n thousand lliunes. while Pe
terson wnlrhed hlm contemptuously.
"Hnubhti." ho snld, scoriilully.
"Piolly baubles. What will ymi got
for them?-'
"Ten, perhaps fifteen thnttunlid," re
turned the other. "Hut It's not the
money I cure uhnui ; It's tho delight
In having them, ami the skill required
lo gel t hem,"
Peterson shrugged Ids shoulders.
"Skill which would give )otl bun
dnsls of thousands If vou turned It
Into proper channels."
Laklngion replaced tho stones, nnd
I blow the end of Ills cigarette Into
the grnto.
"Possibly. Carl, quite xisslhly. Hut
It bolls down to this, my friend. ,iint
Jou like the big canvas with broad
effects; I like tho tiiliilnluro irid the
well-draw ii etching,"
"Whlib makes us n very hnppy com.
bliiiitlon," snld Peterson. "The iearls,
don't forget, mo jour Job, The big)
thing" he turned to the other, nnd !
n I race of excitement came Into his I
voice "tho hi" thing Is mine." !
(To be Continued) I
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ARTHUR K. SMITH
CUSTOM TANNER
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R. S. HAMILTON
Attorney At Law
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II. C. ELLIS
Attorney At Law
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First Nntlonnl Hunk llulldlng
Henil, Oregon
Phono 81-W
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C. P. NISVVONGER
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Funeral Director
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