^ ^ ¡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— "
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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
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M
P
< M. French & Son
R
High Grade Used PIANO
FARM LOANS
LINN BUTTER
A
Modern
Barber Shop
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CHAPTER IV