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About The Times-herald. (Burns, Harney County, Or.) 1896-1929 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 28, 1918)
(Covtibt 1911. It Dnlil. M.i.l Comp.ur, lac)
A Sunday Walk.
ltontly If I'llneo hud been n vnln
Ior his ecu would certainly have lr
i'oim niuliiiy developed because of thN
incident. The Cornem, mm ii commu
nity, vol c(l him nn acquisition, whcnim
heretofore he bad been looked upon hh
h I I dn I of it niilKiince.
After she recovered from her frlRht
Mist Mlnnlt walked iionic with Caro
lyn Mny mid nllowtMl Prince's dcliiMit
mI little mistress to eneournge the
"hero" to "shake IimikIh with teacher."
"Now, you aee, he's nrqunlitttMl with
you, Mlsa Minnie," said Oarnlyn Mny.
"He's an awful nice dog. You didn't
know Just how nice he wan hefore."
Almost everybody went to church
nml all the children to Sunday school,
which wan held flrat.
The Rev. Afton DrlRg, thonch serl-oiis-mlndcd,
war a loving mun. Vie
wna fond of children and he and his
childless wife nave much of their at- '
t fitt Ion to the Sunday school. Mrs.
Drlgga tauebt Carolyn May's class of
little girls. Mrs. Prlggs did her very
best, too, to get the children to stay
to the preaching service, but Carolyn
May had to confess that the pastor's
discourses were usually hard to under
stand. "And he Is always rending about the
ilegats.' " she complained gently to
Vncle Joe as they went home together
on this particular Sunday, "and I
can't keep Interested when he does
that. I s'pose the 'Begnts' were very
nice people, but I'm sure they weren't
related to us they've ull got such
"Hum !" ejaculated I'ncle ,Ioe,
-mothering a desire to laugh. "Flow
gently, sweet Afton, does select his
passage of Scripture mostly from the
'valleys of dry bones,' 1 allow. You've i turned from Mr. Slagg as lie hail been
got It about right there, Carolyn May." determined 10 Ignore her presence.
"Uncle Joe," said the little girl, tak- Carolyn May was shaking and help
ing her courage in both bunds, "will less. Not so l'rlnee. lie repented his
you do something for me?" Then, as challenging growl and then sprang
lie si n red down at her from under bis ni the vibrating head. Miss Amanda
bushy brows, she added: "I don't ineun j uttered a stilled serenin ami Jumped
that you aren't always doing Home- up from the log, whirling to see w Itai
thing for me letting tun aleep here at was happening behind her.
your house and eat with you and all Joseph Slagg dropped Carolyn May's
that. But something special." hand and leaped forward with his
"What Is the 'something speclair" j walking stick raised to strike. But
asked Mr. Stngg cautiously.
"Something I want you to do to
day. You alwuyn go off to your store
after dinner and when yon come home
it's too dark."
"Too dark for what?"
"For us to take a walk," said the
111 tie girl very earnestly. "Oh, L'ncle
Joe, you don't know how dreudful I
miss taking Sunday walks with my
papa! Of course we took 'em In the
morning, for he hud to go to work
on the paper in the afternoon, but we
did Just about go everywhere. If you
would go with me," the little girl
udded wistfully, "Just this afternoon.
seems to me I wouldn't feel so so
"Humph 1" said Uncle Joe, clearing
his throat "If It's going to do you
any particular good, Car'lyn May,
suppose I can take a walk with you."
It was a crisp day one of those au
tumn days when the tang of frost re
mains In the air, In spite of all the
efforts of the sua to warm It
Here and there they stopped to pick
up the glossy brown chestnuts that
hud burst from their burrs. That 18,
Carolyn May and her uncle did. I'rlnce,
after a single attempt to nose one of
lite prickly burrs, left them strictly j
"You might Just as well try to eat ,
Aunty Hose's strawberry needle cush- j
Ion, Prliieey," the little girl ssld I
wisely. "You'll have a sorer nose than
Amos Bnrtlett had when he tried to j
file It down with a wood rusp."
"Hum!" ejaculated Mr. Slug.
"whatever possessed that Bnrtlett
child to do such a fool trick?"
'Why, you know his nose Is awfully j
big," said Carolyn Miiy, "And his j
mother Is always worried -about It. She -j
must have worried Amos, too, for one ,
day lust week he went over to Mr.
I'urlow'a shop, borrowed ii wood ra p
and tried to Hie his .nose down U) I
proper size. Am' now lie has to go j
With his nose all greased and shiny
i ill the new skin grow I. lick on It."
"Bless me, what these kids will dot"
muttered Mr. Stngg.
H was Just ui that moment that the
Utile girl and the limn, bet u nlng really
good comradei on Ihla walk, mel with
nn adventure, At least to ' lyn
.Mny il was a leal iidv ciil lire mid
..as nol i" forgi i tot a long, loug
I'rlneo suddenly bounded iiwu.v,
Carolyn May aald with assurance, a
the dog slowly returned. "I'rlnce
never harks like that unless It's a per
son. And I saw something move,"
"Somebody taking a walk. Ilk us.
Couldn't be a deer," snld Mr. Htagg.
"Oh." cried Carolyn May later, "T
ree It again. Thut's a aklrt 1 aee.
Why. It's a lady 1"
Mr. Stagg suddenly grew very stern
looking, as well aa silent. All the
beauty of the day and of the glade
I hey had entered seemed lost on him.
lie went on stubbornly, yet as (hough
loath to proceed.
"Why," murmured Carolyn Mny, "It's
Miss Amanda I'm low'! Thut's Who It
The Carpenter's daughter was Bit
ting on a bare brown log by the hrot.k.
She was diessed very pre! lily, ull 1
Carolyn May wanted awfully fo
speak lo Miss Amanda. 'I he brown
lady with the pretty roses In her
checks sal on a log by the brook, her
lace turned from the path Joseph
Ktiigg and bis llllle Bitot were coming
And Inch' Joe was quite stubborn.
He Mined straight ahead down the
path without letting the llgure on the
log get I III (l (he focus of his vision.
Hanging to Uncle Jim's hand but
looking longingly lit the silent llgure
on I lie log, Carolyn May was going
down to the stepping stones by which
they were to cross the brook, w hen
suddenly I'rlnce came to a halt right
lit Hie upper end of the log and his
"What Is It, Prince?" whispered his
little mistress. "Come here."
But the dog did not move. He even
growled not at Miss Amanda, of
course, but at something on the log.
And It was Just then that Carolyn
May wanted to scream and she could
For there on the log, raising Its fiat,
wicked head out of an aperture, wus
a snake, a horrid, silent, writhing
creature, the look of which held the
little girl horror-stricken and speech
less. -Uncle Joe glanced down Impatiently,
to see what made her hold buck so.
The child's feet seemed glued to the
earth. She could not take another
Writhing out of the hole In the log
and colling, as It did so, Into an atti
tude to strike, the snake looked to he
dangerous indeed. The fuet that It
was only u large hlucksunke and non
poisonous made no difference at that
moment to the dog or to the little
girl nor to Joseph Btagg when he
It was colled right ut Miss Amanda's
back. She did not see it. for she was
quite us intent upon keeping her fine
Joseph Stagg and the little girl
went on across the stepping stones,
while Prince splashed through the
water. Carolyn May was thinking
about Miss Amandn Pnrlow and he
believed her Uncle Joe was, .on.
"Uncle Joe." she said, "would that
had old snnke have stung Mbs
"Huh? No; I reckon not." admitted
Mr. Stngg absent-mindedly. "Black'
snakes don't bite. A big one like that
can squeoxe some."
"But you were scared of lf-llke me
and Prince. And for Miss Amanda,
said Carolyn May very much In ear
nest'. "I guess 'most everybody Is scared
by the sight of a snake, Cnr'lyn May."
"But you were scared for Miss
Amanda's sake Just the same as (
was," repeated the little g!rl decidedly.
"Well?" he growled, looking away,
troubled by her Insistence.
'Then you don't hate her, do you i"
the child pursued. "I'm glad of thai,
Uncle Joe. for I like her very much.
I think ahe's a beautiful lady."
To this Uncle Joe said nothing.
people were made homeless In air
weeks of the German drive In Augnsc
mid September, Iftlfl. They told mo
four hundred thonsand died on the
way. The rest, scarcely half nllve,
itot through with the Busslnn army.
Many of these have been sent to Rl
lierln ; It Is these people whom the
Pndi rewskl committee Is trying to re
lieve. In the refugee camps, 300,000 Sur
rlvors of the flight were gathered by
the Hermans, members of broken fam
ilies. They were lodged In Jerry-built
larrneM. sesrrely water-proof, un
Hghted, unwarmed In the dead of win
ter. -Their clothes, where the buttons
were lost, were sewed on. There were
no conveniences, they had not even
lieen able to wnsh for weeks. Filth
ind Infection from vermin were
"prendlng. They were famished, their
rtnlly ration a cup of soup and a piece
Jt brend as big as my fist.
In Wnrsnw, which had not been de
Itroytd, n city of one million Itihnb-
itnnts, one of the most prosperous clt-
I ies of Hurope before the war, the
streets were lined with people In the
( lien of starvation. Famished nnd
I guess, thought Carolyn May i rnln Honki-tl . thev squat ltd there, with
Wlaely, "that Whra tWO folka love MCh Ubelr elbows on their kt.oos or lean
other and get angry the love's there iflU, nonlnat the buildings, too feeble
letting mad doesn't I l() iir, hand for n bit of money or n
morsel of bread If one offered It, per-
I . 1 . - . . . . , I . . .
sliliig of Hunger ami coin. niiniy
haa been borne
for us already.
I Let the Fourth Liberty Ixian sub
scription be our answer to the call
from over there.
NEW- AUKHTIrrftAlo CXIC
Trawlers Net a U-Boat.
A Dutch newspaper prints the story
of a Herman U-bont which was ciitti-'ht
In a British trap and towed Into a Brit
ish port. The story comes from ft mem
ber of the U-boat's crew who escaped '
from Fngland and Is Interned In Hoi- I
"We had sighted wtrn1 Kngllsh fish
ing boats off the Kngllsh cosst nnd
were maneuvering for attack, when
their curious movements led ns to sus
pect a trap, so we dived. We pro
ceeded slowly, hut presently the screw
began to bent Irregularly and the com
mander could not mnke out what had
"After about two hours the water
aee tiled curiously still, and the com
mander decided to come lo the surfs"''
When we emerged wa ware elongeirie a
quay where stood a number of Btnl big
British sailors. We were In a British
port, lowed In like a dead fish."
Three distinctively tradi
courses are offered in place of f
vocational courses in agricultural .
Ihe Oregon Agricultural Col
These are all one year countem
do not prepare students for
(nurses in agriculture, each
completed in a single year. A erneral
agricultural course Is offered In Haass
Interested 111 several phases )f
agriculture and expect to spectaffc
in no one of them. Another la for
those who wish Ut lake up daiiylssg.
In trie making of cheese, butter 04
other dairy products. A horticultural
course is offered those now etigagSMt
la on liardlng and wish to get natma
I raining In their special wort or to
prepare as orchard foremen. TMa
course as well as the other two of tew
groupc are attrastlng women, who
are proving good orchard muni
Tried Many, Pound Mat He.
.lust the san
kill It; It only makes 'c m feel worse.
"Poor Uncle Joe! Poor Miss Aman
da! Maybe If they'd Just try to look
up and look for brighter things they'd
get over being mad und be happy
When Uncle Joe nnd Curolyn May
returned from this ndventurous wulk
Mr. Stagg went heavily Into his own
room, closed the door and even locked i
It. lie went over to tin
walnut bureau that stood against the
wall between the two windows nnd
stood hefore It for some moments In
an altitude of deep reflection. Finally,
he drew his bunch of keys from his
pocket and opened one of the two
small drawers In the heavy piece of
furniture the only locked drawer
there was. He drew forth a tintype
picture, faded now, but clenr enough
to show him the features of the two
Individuals printed on the sensitized
His own eyes looked out of the pho
tograph proudly. They were much
younger eyes than they were now.
And the girl beside him In the pic
ture! Sweet as a wild rose, Mainly
Pnrlow's lovely, calm countenance
promised all the beauty and dignity
her matured womanhood had achieved.
"Mnndy ! Mandy !" he murmured
over and over again. "Oh, Mandy 1
lie held Ihe tintype for a long, long
time in Ids hand, gazing on II with
eyes that saw the vanished years
rather than the portraits themselves.
Finally he hid the picture away again,
dOttd and locked the drawer with a
sigh and with slow steps left the
(To be continued )
did what It could. The rich gave nil
that they had. the poor shared their
lust crust. Hundreds of thousands
were perishing. Pay and night the
pictures Is before my eyes a people
itarvlng, a nation dying.
The nbove statement by Mr. Wnl-
. i, ,. i.i-. ...-,. I,,,,, ,,,,,, ,it in,.
old fashioned, "'" " """'" ","""' ""'
Hun, nut no more lernme mini ne
deserves. What hns hnppened In
C'nlnnd, In Belgium, In northern
lrmnce and every other country that
hns been blighted by the Hun's pres
ence would happen In America should
the nllles, by nny chnnce, fall to win
Hilst war. It would mean the enslave
ment of Amerlcnn men, the stnrvlng
nnd death of Amerlcnn women and chil
dren. Klther the Hun or humanity
Machine Gun Noisy as Riveter.
A machine gun makes a noise like
a riveter. A doctor near the front
writes In the Yale Alumni Weekly: "It
was fully two weeks, I think, that I
wondered where any Structural Iron
work COUld be going on ben- and why
the riveter worked In such short spells
then I suddenly realized that It was
n machine gun Instead of a riveter. It
Is Just the same sound like a very
noisy woodpecker on a hard, hollow
Foley Cathartic Tablets keep Uio
bowels regular sweeten Ihe stomach
and tone up the liver. J .CI. Gaston,
Newark, Ind., says he used n great
many kinds of cathartics, but Voter
Cathartic Tablets gave him mora
satisfaction than any other. He sa?
they are the best cathartic tabMta
made. Sold by Beed Bros.
i - c ft ximmmm i
tfU Xf lit
MURDER OF NATION
BY RUTHLESS HUNS
How the Poles Were Slain and
Starved and Frozen During
the German Drive.
WAR ZONE WOMEN
DRIVEN FROM HOME
Mothers of French Soldiers Flee
Life Abodes With Remaining
Few Treasures on Backs
F. C. Walcott Tells of the Scenes of
Horror He Witnessed Along the
Road From Warsaw to Pinsk
Million Persons Homeless.
This I have seen. I could not
believe it unless I had seen it
through add through. For sev
eral weeks I lived with It; I
went all about It and back of it;
inside and out of it was shown
to ma until finally I came to
realize that the incredible was
true. It Is monstrous, it la un
thinkable, but It exists. It Is
the Prussian system. F. C.
Leaped Forward With Hla Walking
Stick to Strike.
the mongrel dog was there first. He
wisely caught the blacksnnke behind
the head, bis strong, sharp teeth sev
ering Its vertebrae.
"CIihmI dog!" shouted Mr. Stugg ex
citedly. "Fine dog!"
"Oh, Miss Amiindu!" shrieked uro
m May. "I- I I bought lie was going j
lo sting you-T did!"
She run to the startled woman and
clung to her hand. I'rlnce nosed the I
dead snake. Mr. Stngg looked exceed- i
Ingly fooiKh. Miss Amanda recovered
her color and her voice simultaneously.
"What ii brave (log yours is, little
girl," she snld t. 5'arolyn May, "And
1 do so despise "snakes!" Then she
looked dm iiiy nt Mr. stagg ami
bowed gravely. "1 Ibgnli .vou," she
said, but s. id'y, so Carolyn .''
thought, Hn.t her voice lOlghl
come "ll' t oil' Ull iceberg."
"Oh I dldn'l do anyiliin "
flldn'l " staminerod the m..n. "II
the (I ,"
Both looked very n
Joseph : au to pU'k U
,.,,in the over-
i mil- J Im I t, Tl Ind '! """
The following Is a statement by F.
C. Walcott, who served as nn assist
ant to Mr. Hoover during the time
America was doing all that was pos
sible to feed the stnrvlng millions of
Belgium and Poland and northern
France. In this work he was brought
In direct contact with Herman mllllnry
Officiate, and saw the conditions which
the Herman invasion hnd created
among the civilian populatien:
I went to Poland to lenrn the fncts
cm ruing the remnant of a people
that had been decimated by war. The
country had been twice devastated.
I'li-sl the Busslan ariny swept through
it and then the Germane, Along the
r Mile from Warsaw lo I'lnsk, the
present firing line, 280 miles, nearly
half a million people bad died Of hun-
By Mrs. Hazel Pedlar Faulkner
An urmy of French refugees was
pouring Into the relief station main
tained by the American Hed Cross.
Cuming In their hands bundles of
varying sizes, ail their worldly poe
na, old men and women, youne.
women and Children, cume through
the gates of the cunteen where wan
furnished the first hit of rest and
refreshnn nl available for many hours.
The lloches had made travel BtOtt
saiy for theie dwellers In the oc
cupied portions of Frai'e.
"May I help you any?" asked one
of the workers In the canteen of a
weary looking French woman.
"I can help myself," tho woman re
idled, "you see I know Just what
to do when we are away from home
like this. This is the third time I
have hud to leave."
"CAN HELP MYSELF,"
The third time she hod had to
flee. Three times she hud b en ob
liged to leuve her home, or what
was left of II. and start out on an
unknown journey With her worldly
goods reduced to the else of a
napkin-bound bundle, this old woo
f- an. mother of Franco soiuiers. uuo
turned her back on all I he loved,
and gone out into the night, an
en v at her heels and the unknown
Do we retHat what thol means:
oh, women of the West? Can we
visualize for a moment the tragedy
of It all?
Yet there are women in Fiance
who have done Hint thing daily for
four years, and all without a word
of complaint, with never a sigh
or a tear.
Ours has been a happier part. We
have lived In plenty and peace. True,
we have given our sons und have
divided our lood. But of the horrors
of wur we have known none.
What will you do to relieve the
condition of those mothers of France?
j Our government Is pledged to help. It
lias given its word to aid to the limit
of Its caiuicltv. It calls for the
assistance ef every individual one
, of our people In the work.
! EVERY AMERICAN
The Fourth Liberty Loan Is
I Opportunity, You say you huve
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If you want it REPAIRED, remade, built up to
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We Don't Have To Do Our Work Twice
When we five your car the once over and turn it
out for service, you can bet your life it's "FIT"-ir
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The longer our work sticks, the bigger adveatise
ment it is for us. That's one reason we take pains.
And then, we like to do the square thing.
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The price is within the reach of all
On display and being demonstrated at the
my 1 1 i.il cold. The way was :.revvn
with their lumen picked clean by tfco
crows, With their umuiI thrift, the
fleriiiiins were collecting the larspr
, . (,. ho milled Into fertiliser, bill
women of Fiance have been driven
out nl their bomea three time", each
time more eruellv than bel'oie. Cull
we hefltate lo aye them a repetition
el riiat s i;i nn". ('lurM la the leeetr
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Only when the man in
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With the iiiud-cnverei! and rain iohkihi
Wicker baskets were scattered a'ong
ihe wiiv the buskel in which the bab.v
swing from Ihe raftei
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