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About Rural enterprise. (Halsey, Or.) 1924-1927 | View Entire Issue (May 12, 1927)
^ ^ ¡b a n y j2 )ire c to ry A printer omitted the "1" from the i name of Miss Louise Jones last week and this week she refuses to speax to the editor - T a r v iile Herald. of lightning had shown hint a queer • picture In the middle of the stream. One o f the women was kneeling on the great rock, chanting In her planta tion manner: lbany bakîng co . A We<t Fi ret BUTTKR-NUT BREAD LOOK! A lb a n y F lo ra l Co. C u t flower» and plants. Floral art for every and all occasions. Flower phone 458-J. ALBANY STATE BANK—We PABCO DE LUXE ^ “ invite Jjour business. Savings and commercial accounts. Capital, surplus, undivided profits, $ IO0. 600 R ugs ASTBURN’S grocery E 4th and Lyons Street The place to huv good groceries at the right pnce. On the corner, plenty of room to park. Albany. Regular $14.°° $ 8 . 75 3()KD sales and service Tire» and accesaorie* Repairs K ir k -P o llak M otor Co. oh , fro w out d i Ilfs lias. F ro w out de life lin e— GeckTuined Back ooPVBtari. W6 a m i e s Courtney RyJey Cocpey "Shut up, Lizzie T aylah!’’ came shoutingly from the other, “ cause dey ain't gwlne be no life line. Dat ar man's Jest gwine let us stay out heah an' drown our poah haids off, an’ ef he doese, lady. I 'll hant h im I I'll hant him 'till his fohlock hangs down like a sheepskin at de gable end ob a tuhkey roost. Stop yoh chantin', L iz zie Taylah, an' staht hantln’." Mr. Thomas Brent listened I d amazement. Then dazedly and drlp- pingly he rose from the water and in desperation started fo r the rock. The fattest of the women saw him coming. As he drew near, almost shoulder- deep in the water, she allowed one more screech to echo forth and then plumped down upon him. CHAPTER V Confidential Agent A deep, satisfied snore from within the cave seemed to answer Mr. Brent's decision and sent Into his brain a flare of anger that grew w ith every second. He turned and looked Into the darkness. His face was scowling He shook a fist that palpitated with pent-up rage, and then like a turtle dropping from a log he let himself slide over the ledge and down the muddy foot path. “ I can't get any dirtier, I can’t get any muddler, I can’t get any wetter, so what's the difference w here I laud?” he growled as he bumped about here and there In his downward descent. Now and then he would strike a tree or large rock which would hold him and allow him to steady himself for a moment. Then he would go slipping on again. At last he reached the bot tom and began a groping, tortuous Journey toward the railroad tracks a mile away. " I might as well be lost down here as sitting up there on that ledge like a ninny,” he grumbled. “ I ’ll find that railroad track if It takes me all night. I 'll—” He had bumped Into a barbed wire fence nnd was hanging there something like a quarter of beef on display In a butcher shop. Dazedly h“ got his bearings, and gradually there showed before him the dark form of the railway "til!.” Slow ly he crawled over the it live and then, something after the fashion of a lialf- careenlng sidewheeler, he touched his feet to the rock ballast and started on the long tramp to Pod on, the nearest railway station. "The next time I listen to a doctor," he burst forth time and time again, " I'll—Ouch!" He had bumied Ills sore toe agalust a railroad tie, and fu r ther comment upon physicians and medicine were lost. The storm had died down to a driz zle now—a cold drizzle, which made Mr. Brent uncomfortable and shiver ing. He rammed his hands deep Into his pockets and hunched his head deeper in his shoulders and limped along staring moodily ahead at the faint strip of gray which told of the railroad's course through the dark ness. Suddenly he started. A shrieking whistle had come from behind and a afar a wall that caused Thomas Brent to pause In his reverie. Again It came “What the—" —and again. P h on e 4 1 1 J “ Hear that, Freck?" Brent's voice That was all. Brent went under, to U n d e r Cover was somewhat anxious. come up with a struggling, gasping, An hour later, In spite of the dis "Huh?" came sleepily from beside two-hundred-pound negro mammy I d comforts Incident to a first day In the him. his arms. piNTEL WRECKING CO woods, Thomas Brent was undergoing Again that wall, drowned out at Whaffo yo —” she began, "whaf 436 West 1st a feeling of half contentment for the la.*t by rain and thunder. Again Brent fo— " Used Parts for all cars Featuring first time since he could remember. perked his head forward. "That's enough," grunted the man The meal which had started w ith frog “ Great Scott I It's those crawdad- and started back to shore. Ten min eiimtitchini;, stamped goods, legs had ended gloriously with light ders." Brent crept to the opening fancy work of all kinds st the bread and cream gravy cooked by of the cave, then slunk back again utes later, panting and exhausted, he SPECIALTY SHOP Freck. And the strangest part of It precipitously. There was a feeling of dragged the woman up on the bank 318 West Second st. had been that, although Mr. Brent ap gladness that he at least was under and left her there as he started fo r the other. proached every bit of food gingerly cover. olman & jackson I I 5 L y o n st. Once again there was a struggle, and with suspiciou, and with many Grocery—Bakery Fsom afar came; "Lawdy, lawdy, once again he went under, this time I! verythiug in tlie line of eats maledictions against the physician who lawdy ! Oh, for mussey sake ! Oh with Mammy Taylor, both to flounder Opposite Postoffice Albany Oregor would send him there, lie kept on eat for mussey gnke!” and to blow water like porpoises. ing and relishing just the same. Mr. Brent crawled to the entrance Then, reaching the shore again, Brent U U B C o n f o o t i o n e ry . Noon Freck was nodding a few feet away. of the cave. “ Hello” he yelled. stood angrily defiant. “ N ow !” he AA lunches. Home.made candy and Mr. Brent allowed his eyes to travel The answering call was a wild wall shouted. ice cream. Ftrst street, next dooi r< upward toward the tree above him. IP am Clothing Co. Yeh, now !" came back In feminine then far down to where the stream of nothing In particular, made even more inarticulate by crashes of thun tones. “ Now we'se gwlne to lay out lay. MI’KRIAL CAFE, 209 'V. Firm ATTORNEY AT LAW der. olieah an’ get striked w lf llghtnln "Freck,” be asked presently, "don't Harold G. Murphy Prop. “ Get under cover somewhere, darn Yeh, now.” I see a light down there?” Phone 665 Loans money at 5% (arms Gwlne git pnoomonla, dat's what WH NEVER CLOSE Freck rubbed his eyes, gazed hard, It !" went forth the order of Brent as we’se gwlne git I” came from Mammy Baltimore bldg., Albany, Oregon even stepping out of the range of the he crawled back again. But the command did no good. Taylor. fire that he might see the better. ennings A u to Top Shop— A u to "Shut u p !" yelled Mr. Brent. trim m ing, seat coverà and winter in "Yeh,” he answered authoritatively Again he tried to sleep. Again the wildest of screeches broke forth from clotures. 202 1Î Second. Phone 4tkJ. Your eyes examined and a fine “ It's a light." "We'se gwine die ob de pnoomonla. pair of N. !.. Jennings Manager "Gwlne die,” chanted Mammy Tay "What's It doing there? I hear the far below, screeches and prayers somebody talking—sounds like a and howling cries for aid. Once more lor. T o ne R e a d in g G ia sses couple Brent sought the entrance to the cave. "Gwlne die," added Mammy Bacon. of women.” AÜNETO ELECTRIC CO. "What's the matter?” "An n n-n-n-n go to Hebbln!” Freck started back again to his place Investigate the new Prestolitc There was a lu ll In the storm, In a frame «if yottr own choice “ Gwlne die I" against the rocks. “ Guess i t ’s old Battery prices before buying. “ Stop that singing!” ordered Brent Mammy Taylor aDd Mammy Bacon enough for him to hear: $ 6 to $ 7 . 5 0 "Oh, lawd.v's sake, somebuddy come angrily. Pianos ' Pianos ! ' Some big They come out here cruwduddlng once and get us, somebuddy come and get Gwlne leave us—" began Mammy bargain» in second hand pianos; one In a while." usi We’s In de m iddle!” $85, one $19$; one $250 Call at Taylor again w ith two-hundred flesh "Crawdaddlng? What's that?" Davenport Music House, Albany "In the middle?” bawled Bront. power. “ Catching crawduds. They're little de bank!” hard-shelled things with flippers on "Middle of what?” Jewelers and Optometrists that live In the water." Freck tried "Middle ob de rihber, middle oh de “ “On A il a-lone!” P U L L M A N CAFE A Good food. Popular prices "Oh-h-h, gush!” The exclamation his best to give as vivid a description rlbber. Oh, 1-a-w-d-y I” Albany, Oregon "Well, get out then, you dern fools ! was JIr. Thomas Brent's as he seized 227 W. First as he could. “ We'll get some of 'em tomorrow. We've got a lot of things came from the cave as Thomas Brent Mummy Taylor and half dragged her went grumbling back to his pallet. to her feet. " I f you're going to sit Must sell to do, Mr. Brent. We got to go swim OSCOK AMES HARDWARE tnlng, and hunting, and rob birds' "Just the way," he mused; “ try to out here 1n the rain all night Instead have a decent little storm and It's got o^dolng the sensible thing, well, grab nests, and lots of things." The Winchester Store to be all bungled up by a couple of hold of something." The answer was only a grunt front near Halsey. W»«l sell on easy fool crawdaddln’ women ! Shut up And thus the start up the h ill to the terms Io resposiblu party. Phone Mr. Brent. He closed his eyes and down there !” soaked In the sounds of the night, the cave was made. Thus It was begun, or address J A. Given, But there was no shutting them up. but thus it was not finished. They faint screeching of an owl In the far Vandran Hotel, Albans. away hickories, the droning of the Wall after wall arose. Howls, screams, went twenty feet and then slipped at lowest rate of interest. crickets, the creaking of the tree shrieks, screeches, cries, yelps—all back ten I then th irty and slipped back Real Estate Insurant« touds, the lapping of the water, aud came seething through the storm and twenty. Pulling, blowing, trying to Prompt service. Courteous treatment A lb a n y Into the angry ears o f Mr. Thomas talk and merely gasping, Bront clung the ripples fa r below. W m ‘ B a in , Room .5, First Savings Bank Frock’s voice at last aroused. Brent, clock turner. He stuffed his to trees, bits of shrubbery—anything C re a m e ry A s s o c ia tio n builning, Albany "Guess Mammy Taylor and Mammy Angers In his ears, but It seemed to do that would help him w ith his hefty Bacon are going to stay all night. no good. S till he heard the cries from burden. Manufacturers of below. And still he thought of the They’ve built a fire." At last he succeeded, placed the chat tering figure In the cave by the side "Huh," said Mr. Brent dreamily. storm without, the dry comfort with W L. W R IG H T “ Wish I had something to put on my In, and stayed away from the mouth -if the sleeping Freck, and turned to go of the cave. down the h ill again. And he repeated feet. They are sore as bolts." FUNERAL DIRECTOR and Buyers o f Eggs Then there came from below, his former descent, with the difference “ Yes. Mammy Taylor and Mammy of receiving a few more bumps. are the biggest women In town, fraught with fear and with terror U. C. R* SS MAN, Local Manager A Fanners' Co-operative Bacon Once again at the bottom, Mammy I guess. One of 'em weighs more than "Oh, Heaven, we'se drow nin'!" I.A<ly Assistant Angered at their foolishness In stay Bacon was waiting, chanting again, Creamery two hundred pounds. She's got an ing In the rain when there must be singing hymns of the camp meeting, uncle that’s a voodoo." All call» answered day ornigli1 shelter near, Mr. Brent crawled to the while her eyes glowed white and big "Colored?” Phone 25o "Yes," replied Freck. "They are get mouth of the cave, and for one brief n the flashing of lightning, and her Instant stepped on the slippery ledge clothing ran more and more water Ilslsey, Oregon ting crawdads for a party maybe." e with every fresh outburst of rain. Mr. “ Well, I wish they'd move on. I beyond. The one Instant was enough. A wild Brent pulled himself to hlg feet and don't like ’em." Brent settled against Laundrv sent Tuesdays Suddenly He Started. A Shrieking the rocks again. Ills face was assum howl from a fat throat, a frantic tried to size up the burden that he Agency Hub Cleaning Works Whistle and a Circle of Light Shona clutching at nothing in particular, n must haul to the top of the hill. It lng the grouchy appearnnee which the R EFER E E S SALE OE R EA L ESTATE Upon Him. scramble, grunts. Imprecations and was Impossible in the darkness. He frog legs for a few minutes had driven A B E ’S P L A C E bumps followed In quick succession NOTICE 18 HEREBY OIVEN. That merely grabbed, managed to seize an circle of glaring light shone about him. away. His mind was working on busi Mr. Brent had slipped and now was arm aud started. pursuant to an order of sale mads and ness again. Hastily he retreated from the track to entered In the Circuit Court of the A half hour later, a huddled, mis stand In the dripping weeds aud un Headaches " I f I had a fellow like that Ed traveling down the long, slippery Plate of Oregon for the County of erable figure of a man sat hunched In derbrush and gaze enviously as a com wards. It wouldn’t make so much d if hank toward the river. Deinmlt !" he gurgled, and grasped the darkness on the little ledge beyond fortable. bright-lighted thing of steel Ltnn. IJept. No J. on the 28th Day of ference," he was saying to hituself. April, 1927, tn ttia t certain suit therein "Scrottles doesn't kuow nnytiling and wildly. He caught two handfuls of the cave. The rain had changed to a and wheels whirled past him. Then wherein Jesse B Schroll. Annie M with mincing steps over the rock bal- Fit be blumed If I'm going back there mud and grass, and nothing else, Irizzle now, but that. Instead of help W oof!" II» bad bumped against a lng, only made his clothing cling to lust he took to the tracks again, gl.ak- Schroll his wife, and Clara L. Carlson amt handle that business and kill my and C E Carlson tier husband, werr aelf. I'll stay out here and die first. Jutting rix-k, stopped, scrambled to him the more uncomfortably and Ing a trembling fist at the disappear Ills feet, slipped ugnili und was trav clammily. He vaguely felt that his ing train. plaintiffs, and Emory Wallace Schroll I—" Ruby Almon. H L Almon her hua- "F ool!" he howled at himself. There was a heuvy roar from above; ellng once more forcibly downward. body was black and blue and purple. hand. Pearl P. Sturgis, J. H. Sturgis Id io t. Maniac!" A mile dragged by. a crush. Thomas Brent sent a glance “ Flum p!" He bud landed against a He knew that every muscle twitched her husband, and George W Schroll upward to note nothing but black tree, grasped It with mud-greased nnd that rheumatism was beginning to Two, three, four, five, and there arms, failed In Ills hold and gone on get out its sledge hammers for classy showed before him the red nnd green and Ruth Schroll his wife, were de ness. fendants, and appointing and direct lights of tln> station. He approached "Here comes my ralif," averred ngnin. "Splush!" he was at the bot work In various parts of his anatomy. tom, sitting vaguely In water, and His stomach was craving for food that lng the undersigned as sole referee tc the door, reached for the handle, and Frock. gazing out to a broad rock In the did not exist. His lungs were still sore then paused with an Inarticulate howl sell the real property hereinafter de Headaches, indigestion, sleeplessness A flash. The branches of the trees scribed. I, the undersigned referee will »nd nervous troubles ,ir»oft<n caused ty swung lower than ever. The red of middle of the stream, where the light from their puffing His bare feet were on his Ups. He had stubbed that fa on Saturday, the 4th Day of June eyeslrsin An evestrain li caused by the fire paled momentarily In the ning had revealed two very fat and bleeding. From within the cave were vorite toe again. "Doggone It.” he verv much terrorized negro mammies coming steepy sounds: 1927. at tlie hour of One o'clock P M lot wearing the right glasses Right muttered "111—" He stopped. greenish light. A 'llro p of ralu sizzled of said day, at the front door of the classes w ill relieve evrstrain, snd trou Mr. Brent grunted, attempted to How's yo' all. Lizzie Taylah r From around the corner had come ble due tneye.lrsin w ill disappear. The In the fire; a roar. The lightning rise, then sat back In the water. courthouse at Albany in Ltnn County first thing to do is to have your eyes broke again. Ah g all done wrapped up In dis the sound of a voice that seemed fa "What's the matter?" he asked, some yere blanket. How s yo'?" Oregon, offer and sell at public auc ? ia sii» td snd know what glasses wil miliar. More than that he had heard Thomas Brent leaped to his feel tion to the highest bidder for cash ■e the right ones what excitedly. "What are you stand Aha comft'ble. Ah done guess his own name. Thomas Brent sud "Back In the cave. Freck," he shouted, lng out there for. huh?" In the manner required for sale of we'll have to call dat man de sallah denly began to take an Interest In life. Quick Optical Repair Work. and the hoy Jumped with him. The “ How's we gwlne he'p It?" was 'cause he done kern out tn hlg lifeboat Quickly he slunk out of the circle of real property on execution, subject tc •Issses or spectacles broken? Guards rain had come—solidly, with the roar confirmation of said court, all the fo l •ent out of alignment? Templet too of a waterfall. They saw the fire shouted back "We done get out heab an' saved ouah lives." Ight made by the telegrapher's lamp lowing real proparty, to - w lt —AU of ong or too short? Whatever jrour re flare, fall, and rise again before the an' de flab went out." Outside the man of many bruises and Into the shadow of a loaded truck. quirements our service i t prompt and "Well, get off I" Blocks 32. 39 and 40 of the City ol and discomforts snorted. He had not been seen, he knew that, onslaught of the enemy. They saw Halsey In Ltnn County. Oregon; also •ll<h1y satisfactory Bring your repair It flicker and fall. They were In dark "How's we gw lne get off, man. when Again came the sounds from within Xet someone had called his name. eotktous M E A D E & A L B R O beginning 60 Ft West of the fl w "Lizzie— '• we doan know the wav?" Again he heard the voice. Did the ness. corner of Block 38 In the City of Hal Optometrists, .112 First st , Albany, Ore "Mm-hum-m-m m." "Gan you bent It?" Mr. Brent asked station agent know anything? It was There was nothing to do hut all •ey In Ltnn County, Oregon, and run "P at sho is t la v .b it man; done a strange toue, yet one that seemed there and listen to the rain and the himself, splashing water with both ning from thence North 720 Ft to the VOT1CK of Appointment of Kx ecutn swishing of the branches without hands to emphasise the state of his give up his cave lak dis yere " to carry a vague memory. Mr. Brent county road; Thence West 123 Ft "Sho Is. Sallle." Notice is hereby given that, the nn listened closely as the answer came. Nothing to do—— nothing for Thomas mind. "H o w re you going to get off? Thence South 720 Ft to a point due lersigned by an order of the County Brent to do but sit there and reflect Why. you muttonbeads. walk o ff!" Kuow what Ah's gwlne do? Ah'se Yes. We re on the right track. But ourtol Linn County, Oregon has been W of Die place of beghuitng. and ‘How's we gwlne walk off. when gwlne f plump right out tFieah an' I think wed better j o up to the hotel that rain would bring dampness, and thence East 123 Ft to beginning, a- appointed Bsecutrix of the last w ill and dampness would bring rheumatism, they ain't nuthln' to walk on, man? frow mah ahms eroun' him. He sho' and stay for the night and start our said blocks are numbered, designated testament of Richard C. Farwell, de ouldn't mind OF Mammy Bacon." based. possibly a cold, possibly pneumonia; Fob goodness sakes, come he'p us!" active investigations Id the morn- and described on the maps and plats " I l l he dinged If I w ill," said Brent 11 V x rtgh( at ihat motn« » when lng." A ll persocs having Jaims against said If It were nothing else. It would be Mr of said city of record In the office estate see required to present them Thomas Brent, former cave typhoid fever, or some kindred alt angrily. He was s till thinking ab ut Thomas Brent knew that voice. It of the .County Recorder of said Coun within six months front tlie date of this dweller sent his hands spa,medically ment In the horizon of Mr. Brent's the scramble down the hill. was Philip Scrottles', and as he came ty. Dated and ftrst published May ft notice, with lire proper vouehergfto the tttbughts there was nothing go6<t 'te 11 we se gwlne drown ' We'se "B’ fk to nature!" he to the realization the president of the undersigned st her residence, shout 1927 FRANK RICHARD. ruounated angrily again as his prize Amalgamated Foundry company, wig “ A fine chance Fve got." he rout i*4b< drown ! 6 h —" three miles east of Shedd, in Linn Sole Referee "Going to do nothing of the kind ! " r *th'° * bUtnp* '’ ,a,° • ¡»»sed stone gled his sore foe Iff pure excitement. terod again and again ; "» One chance County. Oregon Tusking A Tussing. Attys for Piff» Why, two weeks ©nt here and they'll Shut up and stay there until daylight on the d wawsrd descent "Back to Then he cessed the exertion that noth Dated snd first published this 28th H ew itt 8c Sox day of April, 14x7. ba taking me home In • woodes Darn It, you've broken every bòne In boyhood: it s back to town for » e "' ing might interfere with his hearing. Attys for Dfts. Emory Wallace my body." Grace Farwell. Executrix aforesaid, kimono. H u h ! Why—“ The other man was talking now. ScbruU et al. iusseng A lassing, A ttys (or E a rs Ue lU llttlj » M i l AfliUiei flash It was then that there came fruit 'Just what did you find out Mr Scrottles?'’ Albany BARGAIN HOUSE p Y ir tin i 11er fu rn itu re Co., turni * ture, rugs, linoleum, stoves ranges Second an d B a k e r Punersi directors. 4 ’7-43J west First street, Albany, Oregon. f M. & J. CAFE H 2 5 c M eals H George William Wright I J M P < M. French & Son R High Grade Used PIANO FARM LOANS LINN BUTTER A Modern Barber Shop tpanun»OD> CHAPTER IV