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About Halsey enterprise. (Halsey, Linn County, Or.) 19??-1924 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 18, 1920)
1 Mrs Id Halsey a The n and Miai nized W« parson#« tor of Hit T. i*. 1 Saturday l..( fitt; J Wü chased a moved tc Monday, WIDOI URGE W4I In ¿tal trJÉs ' Reí FIRST »uuueu ujc u*u *>u< up anu ue iuai Ids Job— and I s*n n.>v •u'. - o ' tfnndn ,*lan<I. 1 hud to either be u king or be eaten by one. and It didn't take cue long to decide. I ’m ahour to resign, though •*» soon as we have our ------------“ 3 niieo w m i m weu-oruervu i*v»«u v - Chinese, celebrating for the first time the newly appointed thanksgiving day. T he sacred building was beau tifu lly adorned w ith offerings of staple articles of Chinese diet, like beans, rice, m illet and other grains, not to *t>eak oi jiomegritHutes. pears, apples, wine, salt and flour. Wuchang Is a grent city of nearly a million Inhabitants, situated fur up the Yaiig-tse-Kluug, In the heart of China. Its central position, among Ibe teeming myriads of heathen Chi nese. renders It a good point for the spread of helpful and u plifting Ideas and truths, and In view o f the rendí- ) ness of the Chinese at home to adopt They could vow to r tn « p ra c tic a l.” Sn~!*ca a r-k h ic k 1« th» hunk, "How keen you are for the p racti .tied heuvlly and closed his eyes. cal." She turned tn !o»*t< - t him. AU night he was delirious, and M ar "W ell, being an a r tis t I ’ve had to garet’s condltlhn was not much better cook fo r myself now and then, ft She r-alixed the unfen«'hlllty of send makes a man thluk. I »shall never ing the meD ashore to tight the canni m arry an artist, while you. now. M The Center of a Howling Vortex ot bals, especially at night, but was de you were to m arry some tnteusnly Black Humanity. termined that some action be taken practical fellow — " Thanksgiving dinner— and a royal one In the morning. When morning came, Suddenly he didn't w ant her to m ar however, the crew refused to go— all | It Is. It's in the next hut." ry any too Intensely practical fellow. -;Ç ( She grimaced. except Joe Larson, the cook, who said “But maybe you’re not an aw fu lly “Cuunibal stew?" she Inquired. he’d be w illing to wade a riv e r of good a rtis t.” he suggested hopefully. “ No. wild turkey. 1 ordered them blood to help Ralph. " I don’t wonder our grandmothers prepared when messengers brought The Idea of one man and one woman laugh at us.” she declured. rising word that a w hite woman and inan against hundreds of cannibals did uot briskly. "This way o f discussing our ‘ had been captured. Come to the royal most personal affairs In an Impersonal seem practical, so she sat on deck and feast— you and Joe— ami we'll discuss way w ith u tter strangers Is funny." thought, and thought. a way of disowning this kingdom." H e chuckled a t her dainty decisive “ Perhaps Sauison went crazy and »¿ci. 1920 by M cClurs S c w i p i p t r S y n d ica te ) | the best things presented to them for I their own good. It Is expected that the ness. and. rising, too, "Do you know dreamed It." she told herself. “M ay T h e B igg er H a lf o f Th an ksg ivin g . old moon feast w ill be gradually I wish you weren’t an artist?” be Ralph w ill turn up all right. H e ’s Thunks-llving is the bigger h a lf of adopted. In Ils newly baptized form, the most resourceful person In the The girl was shading her eyea and LTHO VG H Mrs. Ralph Thanksgiving. I f the face shines and as the nutloual thanksgiving day looking off toward the hot, lazy river. Slocum was a deter world.” the voice ha« a cheery ring, and little among the 2.tXX).tXX) or 3,000,1X10 of But the Inactivity drove her nearly A canoe, paddled by a strong, drab mined, resourceful young acts of helpfulness and kinduess are Chinese at present under the Influence clad woman, glided ashore. The girl woman, she was stumped to distraction. F in ally she told Joe ns natural as breathing, a song of of C h ristian ity, and In this way also smiled. It seemed that she was to get renily and row her ashore. The praise is continually rising to the F a gradually become the national thanks “Ah, there’s Annette,” she m ur destimsl soon to be a others protested, snylng she was tak ther In heaven. Words of gratitude giving day among the votaries of mured. widow. If she had not al- ing her life In her hands. But she mean very little If the life and the lips Buddhism. Confucianism, and Taoism, "Annette Fraser, the a rtis t.” he rea«t» reached (hat stage was determined. ire not in accord. in the course of th eir emancipation "A ll right, m a’am,” one of then nod «tod. In life's Journey. from the grosser features of these Yes, It was u gloomy Thanksgiving said. “It's up to you. W e’d be glau The g irl’s hazel eyes doubtfully ap time-honored religions. day, although the sun was shining to go along and help, only the odd* praised the easel and stool. "1 hope blisteringly. H e r husband had dlsap- are too lipavy." these are right.” Joe rowed her ashore and they fo l ¡»eared, and the chances were 100 to 1 She turned quizzically toward the lowed a fain t path Into the woods. against ever seeing him again. artist. "Oh, by the w ay,” she said, The underbrush was not so dense us and there wus amusement In her voice She censured herself for agreeing i aopenred from the deck of the yacht and, yes, apology: to this South sen honeymoon. Why had she yielded to Rulph's wishes to and they made fa ir progress, present "You see,” she waved her hand t o By A L IC E P. P H IN N E Y . To every man there w ill come his explore Hondo Islnnd when something ly arriving at a clearing. Here they ward the canoe, “A nnette paints,” she daily bread In answer to his dally paused, for the ground showed signs Inside her liarl persistently warned paused a m om ent; "I'm a teacher of prayer, though It come from the m ill that she should not let him set foot of a struggle, w ith numerous p rin t* cooking." ing of wheat or lie the aulmon caught (g). 1920 by McClure N ew sp a p er S y n d ica te 1 from hare feet. on shore? Q uite abruptly she sat down among Clad In cool w hite she sat on a green at the falls of the Spokane, without Rhe was kneeling to examine these She sat on the deck of the steam the daisies und lifted her eye« to the hill among the daisies and dreamily let or hindrance from any power of prints, when Joe suddenly c rie d : day moon. yacht Crystal and tried to reason a earth. I f there Is food in plenty In watched the pule day xnoon. An a rt “Look out I” way out of the dilemma— a happy way “N o I” he exclaimed, and quite ab oue region, as by the fa ll of an ava ist's portable camp stool and an easel The next instant she and Joe were out. One course would he to hoist ruptly he sat down on the green be- lanche down a mountain. It w ill cet* stood beside her and In her hands was the center o f a how ling, cavorting vor anchor and strain away. But that smenred palette, hut his eyes— well, talnly seek consumption in another a palette, much daubed w ith green would net be the happy way, because he bad forgotten the day moon. region. And this the American boy ¡and yellow. The bees droned and all It would leave Ralph In the clutches and girl owe to the good Providence ! was sleepy and warm. o f the cannibals. and to the brave men who made this Then a man’s voice quietly chimed The event that had brought her to i In w ith her inood— country one and have kept It on». distraction occurred the previous a f “T h e re ’s a superstition about that, It Is loo much the blindness of our ternoon about 4 o’clock. They had tim e to speak jis if such a simple busi ! you know— ” Just arrived at the Island and Ralph “Yes?" she questioned w ithout mov ness as daily food came to us as a had Insisted on going ashore. m atter of course. T here Is. Indeed, a ing, and then, startled, she turned to M argaret real I red a sense o f fore careless habit In which Americans see a tanned, white flannel clud young boding as her husband set off In the niun standing behind her. his keen blue often speak. In other times a Thanksgiving edU little boat with Samson Brown, one Fourth of July orators and street- eyes thoughtfully considering the day torial wus a motley o f statistics und of the suitors. moon. corner braggnrts alike ta lk o f the nat i boastfulness. W e had grown so many Margaret saw her husband land and "Funny so few ever w rite about that | m illion bushels of g ra in ; our cattle ural products o f tljls country almost help Samson draw the boat where the In the tone o f the em igrants who ex or paint It,” he was saying. "Now I ! on the thousand hills hnd Increased so waves could not touch I t ; then they pect to pick up a doubloon upon the could place It over hazy hills, between many hundredfold; our clearing-house both disappeared Into the forest. She sidewalk. One Is tempted to ask such columns of m arble— ’’ Ills long fingers statistic's had never been surpassed; sat on the deck and wntched and braggarts why ttfr* country did not tightened on the brush they held, "but , our per capita w ealth was the great- waited, still hurassed by that feeling produce such w ealth 100 years or 200 that superstition— " H e turned to her eat In the w orld; Indeed, our thank- of foreboding. years ago. and she greeted him w ith a smile. But fulness was lost In the glorification of The sun was a h alf circle on the Why was Dnkota then a desert? It wus quite different from thut inti the gift. W e were like the people of horizon when she saw Samson stagger Why were the hills o f Alabama only m ate questioning "yes.” Oh, It was ■ whom the Prophet H abakkuk spake, Saw Samson Puah the Small Boat in out from among the trees and push a hiding place fo r a few thousand entirely polite, the smile was, but very | who hnd caught much fish In their the W ater. the small boat Into the water, leaping Creek Indians? W hy did they not cool, fo r the girl hnd come buck from ' nets ami gathered them In th eir drags, In. This action seemed to take the forge the Iron under th e ir feet? W hy the white dny moon to this queer old i "therefore they sacrifice unto their t«*x of black hum anity. T h e ir arms did not the Irixiuols in western New world where there are men who have and feet were tied and they were net, and burn Incense unto their drag; York pick from th e ir trees the peaches been lntro«luced, and there are others i because by them th e ir portion is fat, carried Into the forest. and the pears sueft as have been (oh, quite a ttrac tiv e others) who have I r.nd th eir meat plenteous." O f gratl- Swung across the shoulders of a growing there this autumn? not. [ tude to a Giver, o f than kfu l recognt- black man. M argnret gave herself up The answer Is th is : A ll the wealth T he artist laughed good humoredly. j tion of forces which w e did not ere- for lost; hut she tl’dn't cure much. o f America conies to her from the “I didn’t come up to talk of muons," ■ ale. but » Ith o u t whose co-operation " I f Ralph's dead I don’t want to work of her men and women. The he said, “and 1 apologize fo r being so we should have been us nothing, there live," she told herself, and hoped It victory which yields It Is their vic Inform al, hut I'm painting this land was less than ought to have been. would soon be over w ith The only tory. It Is the victory of spirit con- scape— ’’ his sweeping gesture took lu A ll this was due, of course, not so thing that made her shudder now was ipierlng rnntter. It comes In the dally the sunny hills and the gleaming riv much to human Ingratitude as to hu the thought of being served ut the m iracle o f dally life, where children er— "ami Just u s I was getting If ray man thoughtlessness. T o Thank Is to king's Thanksgiving feast. of God. led hv God, taught by God light yellows gave ont— that's the Thin"'. The fa rth e r back we think, A fte r being carried about two miles alive In his life and fello w workmen main ton«?— und then I saw your easel the fa rth e r back we thank. I f our through the Jungle, the party emerged w ith him, curry out his designs and and wondered If you. being a painter, thought cea*«-s w ith our own contribu In an Immense clearing dotted with subdue the earth. too— " tion to our w elfare, our thanks cease hstnboo huts, with an exceptionally It Is neither sensible nor grateful to w ith ourselves. I f our appraisal stops large one In the center The prison “O f course," she n«lmltt«»d, “ light speak of teeming granaries, of In with our m aterial Increase, our thanks era « e re placed In n hut on the out yellows. One couldn’t paint without «•reusing trade, of new mines. of oil. them today. But the oil tubes areo't become mntertal and Insensibly skirts and guards with spears sta of Iron or of gas as If these things here yet. I f you’ll w a it— ” change Into boosting. W e sacrifice tioned at the doors. were w ealth in themselves. unto our great Industries and bum In Presently the black man who had She motioned to him to be seated. cense unto our skill, and there our They are only w ealth when man '•een the leader of the captors ap- “It's wonderful to paint,” she said Her Hueband Had Disappeared. homage rests. , strikes the rock and Its waters flow. as he compiled. ¡*a re d . cut the thongs from their teer And this man must he not the savage But in this Thanksgiving day w e and surprised the pTIsoners « Ith tlieso “Isn't It, though? And on a day like Iset ounce of strength, for he sank to words of English inan who cares only fo r his own per this." have such Incentive to thought as the tlie bottom of the skiff and lay there sonal appetite. It must he man. the "Now me take um to king." world has never seen before, and the She nodded and sniffed the s u t- apparently helpless. child o f Got! «'-eking a fu tu re better ' scented a ir delightedly. "Nature's Just In a short tim e they were ushered blessings which challenge us are such That was sufltcleul excuse for M ar into the largest of the huts, bn which tlinn toduy. determined to bring In a baking," she declared, and luugh«*d as do not lend themselves to m aterial garet to sound an alarm that brought nobler age than that which lie lives as she added. "Cooking things always was a ru'le'v rnnstr-'cted throne about appraisal. T he chief blessings of the the crew of the Crystal stumbling sod 'h lch wen < r -tie* e V « u l natives In In.— Edw ard Everett Hale. j day are s p iritu a l; th eir very names smell good to me.” tumbling to the deck, where they at 1 put them a world apart from the fantastic r ». i ole of skins and ; The artist tapped the ground with once comprehended the situation and leathers his brush. "N ature.” he said, “la rh» thlnB" whlch nre 1 " o,ed <» »h* aet out In another boat to rescue 8am- The king appeared thnwiglt the door, j ket or measured In the scales of phy one artlat who Is practical. There are sun. whose craft was being tosaed walking with a Broadway stride. He sical worth. Justice, Righteousuea* so few like that." back on shore. • mounted the throne « Ith a majestic ’ In the valley below was a white .’ ’’’" I T ' h* ’ »'• "W h a t’a haptienlng? Where's Ralph?" mein and surveyed the captives M ar- . I ues lu which we feel our true rlithes • church, seeming ridiculously tiny as brenlhed M argaret, as Kan-«on was gnrei stared at him for a moment In be. and for these the entire race of they looked down from the hill. The curried on deck, but he answered «Im astonishment, then Hire« herself nt men. w hether they keep Thanksgiv wee door swung open and— ply with a glassy stare and was taken him. elndtng the guards who sprang lo ing today or not, are moat devoutly T he moon feast Is one of the most "W hy. that darling w hite speck," to Ills hunk. He rolled his eyea queer- •lop her. and clasped him In her arms. * than kfu l.— Exchange. popular ami widely spread of all the cried the girl. “ I t ’s a b ride! And ly and opened nod shut his hands re “Ralph 1 R alph !" she sobbed. "W h a t , Chinese pagan festivals. It has many the lilnek speck Is the groom, and all peatedly. Presently he seemed to get can thia— what does It all mean?” Right Thanksgiving Spirit. o f the characteristics of the uncli-Dt the rainbow specks are— " a grip on himself and tnnnaged to artic She stepped hack down from the We once saw a little card tacked up moon-worship ceremonies of Syria und The artist watched them. "From u late: throne and looked up at him. wonder- ' Phoenicia, and It comes as near to be before the eyes of a busy man. He this distnnee." he mused. we can sup- "Cannibals got him." could see It every tim e he raised hts i ugly. ing a thanksgiving festival as any poqg them the ideal couple. M other eyes fr.im his desk. On It he had w rlt- He was clad like the natives only W hile M argaret steadied herself heathen feast could ever expect to be, N ature Is healthy, nrtlstlc and praetl- his a ttire was more fantastic anil pic against the w all, growing deathly pale, . . . . , L » i ,e n : " ° M ro u r Pleasure out of your celebrating the ingathering of the hnr- cal. We people can all he the ftr.t work or you w ill never know what turesque. he went on, talking Inhorlously: vesL T o the musses o f the Chinese, and then we have our choice between | pleasure Is." T hat attitud e w ill help " It means." he ««Id. simply, "that I “ We spent some time getting eur however, there appears to he but a the other two." nulled a few stunt« In nis»lc that bearings before he sent me to And a us lo get tlie right Thankeglvlng spirit fain t blea o f genuine thanksgiving He had often talked In this strain spring of water, while he went In a Into our hearts. L e t’g forget that connected w ith this inoon fe a s t It is at the club. different direction to dig up some rel have pictured happiness In ferma of simply the rem nant of an oucient In “I hope," he aihled. "th at one of ic your fath er left two years ago. 1 Idleness and sloth. I t ’s Just the ether stitution, coming i I ow d from the re those little Speck* can dream to some found w ater ami was starting afte« way Thia Thanksgiving dny w ill he a molest antiqu ity as a meaningless purpose and that the other «an— boll him on the dim path he had taken go«si time lo get the new angle o f vi act of n ature worship. It Is possible eggs. They might use the day moon." «hen I heard um o rthly screeching s io n —Farm ers’ Guide. that In the beglnnlug. among the early he suggested. from the direction he had taken. I Chinese people, the moon festival may ”Gh.” she rememtiered. “the day hurried and soon arrived at the scene C arry Thanksgiving Cheer. have been l«*ws pagan grad more char moon! W hat was that superstition?” o f trouble. About fifty black men Carry a little Thanksgiving cheer In acterized by feelings of thankful re “An o!«l Hindu thing. I think. Your to some home less fortunnte than your were dancing round him. shouting and joicing than It Is at present. However watching It so intently made me re- singing, and he whs tied to tree with own between now and Thanksgiving. that raai be, no wiser choice could ' all It. On the noon of the fu ll of Besides the circle of relatives and In ti thongs. 1 knew I couldn't fight whole have been made by the missionaries the day moon one should pray to tt gang, so hid behind another tree and mate friends who are to be your guests In China tow ard establishing a g.giulne for his heart's desire. But he won't watched for oppo-tunltv to cut him on Thanksgiving. Invite some lonely allenal Thanksgiving feast than the receive It unless It Is w orthy and fa ir girl. t«x> fa r from home to think " f loose. It didn’t come, for they took «election of the day of the popular hlui off Into woods. I was scared ly practicable. It's best to sleep with returning to the fam ily feotlvat. Make moon feast. a w hite «mt until the new crescent a happy Thanksgiving for others and almost to death and didn’t know what T he moon f«*ast was first proclaimed to do. hut thought It best to return appear«, and there ought to be some you « ill net lack gladness- a thanksgiving festival In 11XXI at Wu one else who wants the same thing. to yacht and get help. Uope you dou chang. » tie r« the large church «■■ À Rovai (hankki™ J WEALTH WAITS THE GARNERING THE DAY MOON BLESSINGS MORE THAN MATERIAL REF ECC ! Wa thou* pense mm». »W.tX « fie r expo» burse re« eh »he i ■Itlm tai«*!» eyon mini» the r tures Th them duce emin later* del lg pen» tlal.l Into hohl pend Eie» dowi ul he CHINESE HAVE DAY OF THANKS