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About Cloverdale courier. (Cloverdale, Tillamook County, Or.) 190?-19?? | View Entire Issue (March 16, 1916)
C L O V E R D A L E , T IL L A M O O K
In Hard Luck
By M. QUAD
C opyright, 1916, by th e M cC lure
N ew sp ap er S yndicate.
Had you asked in' the village of
Lorain which was the happiest family
in the community nine out of ten
would have answered that Deacon
Thurston and his w ife tilled the bill.
Deacon Thurstou was long, lean and
H is w ife was fat, content
and good natured.
The deacon had never been known
to get mad or to do a selfish action.
His w ife was seldom known to borrow,
but was always w illing to lend.
O f a summer evening they sat on
the porch—sometimes for three hours
—without speaking a word to each
A fter supper o f a winter’s evening
the deacon built a roaring lire in the
sitting room, and then with a candle
in one hand and a blue pitcher in the
other he descended to the cellar. The
barrel o f cider stood in the northeast
corner. H e knelt before it and drew
exactly a pint and a half o f its con
tents. This was a pint for himself ami
half a pine fo r his good wife. It was
*71 never more and never less. The apple
bin stood against the south wall. lie
went to it and selected four fine Bald
wins and put them in his coattail
pocket and marched up the stairs. Ills
w ife was ready with a damp cloth to
give the apples a wipe.
them were fo r the deacon and one for
One winter when the first snowfall
came the deacon hitched up the old
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horse to the “ pung," or homemade
sled, and started for the woods. Four
inches o f snow had fallen, and it was
a brisk morning. The old horse squeal
ed and kicked up his heels, and the
deacon heard himself saying:
“ W ell, if I ain’t glad to be alive this
morning, though they have raised my
| taxes $2 more this year!”
When the deacon and his outfit en
tered the woods there was a rabbit’s
trail leading in the direction he wanted
to go. He therefore followed it. It
led Into the woods and stopped at a
The deacon advanced to the log and
with the head o f his ax struck a re-
soundiug blow. He did not see whether
the rabbit ran out or not. His ear
caught a jln gliyg sound, and in the ex-
citemeut the presence o f bunny was
entirely forgotten. It was a jin gle o f
money—not greenbacks, but solid coin.
Five minutes later lie was splitting
the old log wide open and his eyes
were bulging out and hts cheeks were
pale. There was coin before him—
heaps o f coin. It was all silver coin.
One, two, three, four capfuls of sil
ver treasure. He carried each capful
to the sled and emptied Its contents
upon the horse blanket. When all the
money had been gathered he tied up
the blanket When he finally mounted
the sled he gave the old horse three or
I four sharp cuts With the whip. They
were the first blows the old nag had
ever received at his hands, and they
started him out at a lumbering gallop.
Horse and driver appeared at home
In a sweat. They did not stop at the
| kitchen door, though Mrs. Thurston was
there to ask what had happened.
“ S-s-h! You go right into the house.
Judith, and I will be there In a min
In five minutes he followed after her
and laid the bundle o f coin on the
kitchen, table with a clink that made
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though we have done business by mail with them for years.
believe we have given them satisfactory banking service and can
give you the same satisfaction.
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It saves you time, and T I M E IS MONEY, especially at this season
of the year.
No need to come to the bank in person.
SECURITY A N D SERVICE Our Motto
Before and After.
"Oh, deacon, have you picked up n
Before marriage lie has a duck fit If
lot of horses hoes?”
she sees him with a shave and mas
“ Horseshoes nothing!!” he whispered
sage that are more than two hours old
as he untied the blanket and folded It
or the perfect poise o f his correct tlo
a hair’s breadth, hut after
"W hy, it’s silver—it’s money!”
“ Of course It Is, and 1 didn’t rob any ward lie comes to the table with his
body to get it either. 1 found it in a shoestrings untied, no collar on and a
stubby growth of beard that would
“ Deacon, we are rich!” whispered the play a tune if you ran it through a
wife as she locked the kitchen door music box.—Judge.
and pulled down the shades.
T h e T ro u b le.
“ You bet we are,” replied the deacon.
“ Have you explained the germ sys
’’Help me count tbe money.”
They counted It. It took them n full tem to your children?
hour, but it was over at last, and there should be on a practical basis these
was just $"»,000.
“ Deacon,” said she after a moment,
“ No,” replied the old fashioned citi
“ we alius wanted to go to Niagara Falls
"It seems inconsistent to tell ’em
see the water wasting itself, but
you could never spare the money. We not to believe in fairies and then try
to get ’em to believe in microbes.” —
will go now, won’t we?”
The deacon was silent, but there was Pittsburgh Boat
such a look on his fuee as she hud
never seen before. It was a look o f
T h e Poet A gain.
avarice uud selfishness combined, and
He had long hal^ and a pensive look.
it was not good to see. She hud to re
He wrote a poem entitled “ Why Do I
peat her question before lie replied.
Ile signed it Augustus and
"Judith, I want you to understand,”
said the deacon as be walked back- sent it to a magazine.
warti and forward, “ there is to be no
The editor wrote him as follows:
nonsense about tills money.
I may “ My dear Augustus—The reason why
have to go to Niagara Falls on busi you live is because you sent the poem
ness, but you will stay at home and
by mall Instead o f bringing it person
care for the house. 1 shall have to |
— Paris Journal.
have a new suit o f clothes, but you
can get along with yonr old ones.”
Many Sided Kicks of the Camel.
“ But 1 have not had a new bonnet in
A cumel’s hind legs will reach any
fourteen years,” she wailed.
where—over Ids head, round his chest
“ Your old one Is all right.”
And that treasure from the hollow ami to his hump. Even when lying
log bred dissension almost within the down an evil disposed animal will
hour it was found. Husband and w ife shoot out Ids legs und bring you to a
took opposite stands, and things were silting posture If he wants to. Com
getting ripe for a separation when the pared with a camel a mule is really a
deacon passed one o f the coins at the most considerate kicker, so beware
grocery. The grocer found it counter when the camel looks as if he is going
feit, and the whole pile o f silver was to kick. —New York World.
overhauled, to find that every coin was
bogus. It laid been hidden In the log
T a c tlo s s .
by those who made it. When the sad
“ I don’t think it was a bit nice for
truth stood revealed and the deacon
the rector to commend women’s econ
had fumed and fretted and his w ife
omy in dress,” said the w ife to her
had shed a few tears he stood iiefore
husband ufter the service.
her and queried:
"That shouldn’t have annoyed you,
“ W ell. Judith, what are we going to
dear,” was the reply. "You r gown
do about it?”
Is plain enough."
"Quit lieing idiots." she answered.
“ Exactly! Ilis remark called every
And they then and there quit.
body's attention to what I had on.” —
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