Image provided by: University of Oregon Libraries; Eugene, OR
About Eagle Valley news. (Richland, Or.) 191?-1919 | View Entire Issue (March 13, 1919)
Wyn 'UTH CHAPTER XlV-i-Contlnued. 14 "Pick 1 1 1 111 up nml put tilm on the sled here, boys," Mr. Stngg said. "I'll carry Hannah's Cnr'lyn myself." The party. Including the excited Prince, pot hack to the docks without losing any time nnd without further - accident. Still the chnpcl hell was ringing and somebody said: "We'd have been up a stump for knowing the direction If It hadn't been for that hell." ".Me. too." muttered Chet Gormley. 'That's what kep me goln folks the chapel bell. It Just teemed to be callln' me home." Joseph Stugg, cnrrletl his niece up to Mrs. Gormley's little house, while one of the men helped Chet nlong to the same destination. The seamstress met them at the door, wildly excited. "And what do you think?" she cried. "They took Mainly I'nrlow home In Tim's hack. She wns Just done up, they tell me. pullln that chapel bell. Did you ever hear of such n silly crit ter Just because she couldn't tlnd the sexton I" "Hum! you and I both seem to be mistaken about what constitutes silli ness, Mrs. Gormley." grumbled the hardware dealer. "I wns for railing your Chet silly, till I learned what he'd done. And you'd better not call Miss Mantly silly. The sound of the chapel bell gave us all our bearings. Both of em, Chet and Miss Mnndy, did their best." Carolyn May was tnken home In Tim's hack. too. To her surprise. Tim wns ordered to" stop at the I'nrlow house and go In t ask how Miss Amanda was. By this time the story of her pulling of the chapel hell rope wns all over Sunrise Cove nnd the hack driver was naturally as curious as anybody. So he willingly went Into the I'nrlow cot tage, bringing back word that she was resting comfortably. Doctor Nugent having Just left her. "An' she's one brave gnl," dcclnred Tim. "I'itcher of George Washington ! pullln' that bell rope nlu't no baby's Job." Cnrolyn May did not altogether un derstand what Miss Amanda had done, but she was greatly pleased that Uncle Joe had so plainly displayed his Interest In the carpenter's dnughter. The next morning Carolyn May seemed to be In food condition. In deed, she wns the only Individual vi tally Interested in the adventure who did not pay for the exposure. Even I'rince had barked his legs being hauled out on the Ice. Uncle Joe hnd caught a bad cold In his head and stif fen il from it for some time. .Miss "Carolyn May," Ha 8ald, "What Are You WrltlnoT" Atnundn remained In bed for several days. Hut It was poor Chet Gonnley who paid the dearest prlco for par ticipation In the exciting Incident. Doc tor Nugent had hard work fighting off pneumonia, Mr. Stugg surprised himself by tho Interest he took In Chet Ho closed IiIh store twice each day to cull at the Widow Gormley's house, Mr. Ktugg found himself talking with Chet more thuu however had before. The boy mum lonely and the man found 11 spurk of Interest In his lieurt for him (Hut liu tiud never previously dlscor irt'il, He begun to probe Into his if ; of tke (orners BELMORE ENDICOTT conrKM.tr 1 9 1 o y SODD. MBAf wd CCNfWNY. I young employee's thoughts, to lenrn something of his outlook on life; per haps, even, he got some Inkling of ! Chefs ambition. That week the Ice went entirely out of the cove. Spring was nt hnnd. with Its muddy roads, blue skies, sweeter airs, soft rains and 11 general revivifying feeling. Aunty Kose declared that Carolyn May hecau at onco to "perk up.'S. Per haps the cold, long winter had been hard for the child to bear. One day the little girl had a more I than ordinarily hard school task to perform. Everything did not come easy to Carolyn May, "by any manner of means," as Aunty Hoso would have ; said. ConiKsltlon writing wns her I bnne and Miss Minnie hud Instructed Carolyn May's class to bring In a writ ten exercise the next morning. The ' little girl wandered over to the church ' yard with her slate and pencil nnd . I'rince. of course to try to achieve ' the composition. 1 The windows of the minister's study overlooked this spot nnd he wns sit ting nt his desk while Carolyn .May was laboriously writing the words on her slate (having learned to use a slate), which sho expected Inter to copy Into her composition book. The Itev. Afton Drlggs watched her nuzzled face nnd lnborlni: it Hi; its for I some moments before culling out of 1 his window to her. Several sheets of I sermon paper lay .before him on the i desk nnd perhaps he was having al I most as hard n time putting on the 1 paper what he desired to say as Car olyn May wns having with her writ ing. Finally, he enme to the window nnd spoke to her. "Carol; n May," he said, "what nre you writing?" ' "Oh. .Mr. Drlggs. Is that you?" snld the little girl, getting up quickly and I coming nearer. "Did you ever have to I write u composition?" 1 "Yes, Carolyn Mny, I have to write one or two each week." And ho sighed. "Oh, yes I So you do 1" the little girl agreed. "You have to write sermons. jAnd that must he n terribly tedious ' thing to do, for they have to be longer than my composition n great denl ! longer." ' 4.C I, f - nn flint la It- ou 11 in 11 luiujMrniiiijii iiiul it"uu ling you," tho young minister re marked. "Yes, sir. I don't know what to write I really don't. Miss Minnie says for us not to try nny flights of fancy. I don't Just know what those are. Hut she says, write wnat is in us. Now, that don't seem like n composi tion," ndded Cnrolyn Mny doubtfully. "What doesn't." "Why, writing what Is In us." ex plained the little girl, staring In n puzzled fashion nt her slate, on which she hnd written several lines. "You see, I hnvc written down nil the things I that I 'member Is In me." "For pity's snko! let me see It, child," said the minister, quickly reach ing down for the slate. When he brought It to a level with his eyes he was amazed by tho following: "In me there Is my heart, my liver, my lungs, my vcrforrn pendlcks, my stummlck, two ginger cookies, a piece nt nanmlnl enndv find D1V dinner." ' "For pity's sake!" Mr. Drlggs shut . oiT this explosion by a sudden cough. ' 1 "I guess It Isn't much of n compo sition, Mr. Drlggs," Carolyn Mny said frankly. "But how can you make your Inwards be pleasant reading? The minister wns hnvlng no little difficulty In restraining his mirth. "do nround to the door, Cnrolyn Mny, and ask Mrs. Drlggs to let you In. Perhaps I can help you In this composition writing." "Oh, will you, Mr. Drlggs?" cried the little girl. 'That is awful kind of you." Tho clergyman did not seem to mind neglecting his task for the pleasure- of helping Carolyn May with hers. He explained quite clearly Just what Miss Minnie meant by "writing what Is In you." "Oh I It's what you think about a thing yourself not what other folks think," cried Carolyn Mny. "Why, I can do that I (bought It was some thing like thoso physcrology lessons. Then I can write about anything 1 want to, can't I?" "I think so," replied tho minister, "I'm awfully obliged to you, Mr, Drlggs," tho little girl snld, "I wish might do something for you In re turn." "Help me with my sermon, per hups?" he asked, smiling, "I would If I could, Mr, Drift." Carolyn Mny wun wry earnest. "Well, now, Carolyn May, how would you go nbout writing s. sermon It you had ono to write?" "Oh, Mr. Drlggs I" exclaimed tho llttlo girl, clnsplng her hand. "1 know Just how I'd do It." . "You do? Tell mo how, then, my dear," ho returned, smiling, "l'erlmp.i you hnvo an Inspiration for writing sermons that I hni never yet found." "Why, Mr. Diigss. I'd try to write every word so's to make folks that heard It happier. That's what I'd do. I'd tuako 'em look up and see the sun shine nnd the sk--nnd the moun tains. wny oft yonder so they'd see nothing but bright things and breathe only good air and hear birds sing Oh. dear me, that that Is tho way I'd write a sermon." Tho clergyman's face hnd grown grave as he- listened to her, but he kissed her warmly as he thanked her and bade her good by. When she hud genu from the study ho read ngiilu the text written at the tup of thu first sheet of senium paper. It was taken from tho book of tho prophet Jere miah. " To write every word so's to mnko folks Hint heard It happier.' " he mur mured as ho crumpled the sheet of pa per In his hand and dropped It In tho waste-basket. CHAPTER XV. The Awakenlno. With the opening of spring nnd the 1 closo of the sledding season, work had ! stopped nt Adams' camp, ltnthcr, tho entire plant had been shipped twenty "I Know My Uncle Joe Like MUs Amanda." miles deeper Into tho forest mill, huukhnuse. cook fched nnd such cbrru-gated-lron shacks as were worth cart ing nuny. All that was left on the site of tho busy camp were hugo heaps of Haw dust, piles of slabs, discarded tlmburs and the half-burned bricks Into which hnd been built the portublu boiler and engine. And old Judy Mason. She was not considered worth moving to the new site of the camp. She was bedridden with rheumatism. This wus tho report Tim, the hackmiiu, had brought In. Thu old woman's husband had gouo with thu uu lilt to the new enmp, for liu could not afford to give up his work. Judy had not been so hud when thu camp wus broken up, but when Tim went over for a lond of slobs for summer firewood, he discovered her quite helpless In her bunk and almost starving. Tho rheumutlc uttuck hod become serious. Amnndu I'arlow had at onco ridden over with Doctor Nugent. "How bruve and helpful It Is of Miss Amnndu I" Carolyn May cried. "Deur me, when I grow up 1 hope 1 can bo a gradjeratu nurse llko Miss Mnndy." "I reckon that's some spell uhond," chuckled Mr. I'nrlow, to whom she snld this when ho picked her up for a drive nfter taking his daughter to tho cum p. "Mr I'nrlow," tho girl ventured uftcr n tlmo, "don't you think now that Miss Amanda ought to bo happy?" "Happy!" exclaimed the carpenter, startled, "What about, child?" "Why, about everything. You know, onco I asked you nbout her being hap py, and and you didn't seem fa v'rnblo. You said 'Buhl'" Tho old man mndo no reply for a mlnuto nnd Cnrolyn May had tho pn tlenco to wait for her suggestion to "sink In." Finally ho said;. "I dunno but you'ro right, Cnr'lyn Mny. Not that It rantters much, I guess, whether a body's huppy or not In this world," ho added grudgingly. "Oh, yes, It docs, Mr. I'arlow I It matters a great deal, I 0111 suro to us and to other people. If wo'ro not happy Inside of us, how can wo bo cheerful outside, nnd so rnuko other pcoplo hnppy7 And that Is whut I mean about Miss Amanda." "What about Mundy7" "Hho Isn't linppy," sighed Carolyn Muy. "Not roully. Hho's Just as good ill good run bo, Hlio Is always doing for folks iiiul helping. But sho cun't bo real huppy," igtimt "Why not?" growled Mr. I'nrlow, hi fnco turned nuny. "Why 'cause Well, jou know, Mr. I'nrlow, sho can't bo happy as long as sho nnd my Undo Joe aro mad nt each other." Mr. I'nrlow uttered another grunt, hut tho child went hrnvel on. "You know very well tht.i's so. And I don't know what to do about It. It Just seems too awful that they should hardly speak, nnd yet bo so fond or each other deep down." "How d'you know they're so fond of each other deep down?" Mr. I'nrlow demanded. "1 know my Undo Joo likes Miss 'Mnndy, 'cnuso ho always speakN so so respectful of her. And 1 can sen she likes him, .n her eyes," replied the observant Cnrolyn May. "Oh, yes, Mr. I'arlow, they ought to bo happy again, nnd wo ought to make 'em so," "Huh I Who ought to?" "You nnd mo. Wo ought to llnd some way of doing It. I'm suro wo can, If wo Just think hard about It." "Huh!" grunted tho carpenter again, turning Cherry Into tho doorynrd. "Huh I" This wns not n very encouraging re sponse. Yet ho did think of It. Tho llttlo g!rl had started n train of thought In Mr. I'arlow's mind that he could not sidetrack. (TO MS CONTINUKD.) NOT AT ALL EAGER TO GO Old Jeff Had No Desire Whatever to Oe Translated From HI Com fortable Cabin. It Is commonly supposed thnt ne groes fenrlng death will mako all sorts of promises becnus" of their dread of futuro punishment. But Prof. Ulrlrli H. Phillips In "American Negro Slav ery," tells tho sto.y of at least ono old hard-headed fellow who steadfast ly resisted tho hypnotic suggestion of the prencher, anil even repudiated glo rification on his denthbed. A Lou isiana physician recounted to Pro fessor Phillips the final episode In tho career of "Old Undo CnleV who had long been n-dylug. "Before his de parture, Jeff, thu negro prencher, gath ered his sable Hock of saints and sin ners nround the bed. He read n chap ter ami prayed, nfter which they sang n hymn. Undo Caleb Iny motionless with closed eyes and gnvo no sign. Jeff npproached and took his hand. "Undo Caleb," ho said earnestly, "do doctor says you are dying, and all de bred derln has como In for to seo you fo' do Ins' tlmo. And now, Uncle Caleb, dey wants to hear from your own mouf de precious words, dnt yo feelB pro pared to meut yo God, mid Is ready nn' wlllln' to go." Old Uncle Caleb opened his eyes suddenly nnd In n very Irrl tnblu tone, rebuffed tho pious func tlonnry In tho following unexpected manner: "Jeff, don't tnlk yo nonsense to me. You Jess knows dnt I ain't ready to go nnd dat I ain't prepared to meet nobody . . . dls olo cnhln suits mo monstrously wolll" And .so ho died. Not for Me, but of Me. Moses Sellg tins been In business for n long time hut never until recently had he received 11 purely business let ter from a small granddaughter. The letter was sent by his granddaughter, Evelyn Ilnhn, who formerly lived In Indianapolis, nnd was as follows: "Dearest Grundpn: This Is 11 busi ness note. ... I nm selling Thrift Stamps and Wur Savings Stumps. Please buy of me, not for me, and help mo to recclvo n position In tho army of thrift workers. Send mo 11 check If you will, paynhlo to ensh, nnd I will send you thu stumps. You will oblige and help mo very much. Much lovo. "EVELYN." It Is needless to say thnt Mr. Sellg regarded this ns ono of tho most Im portant business notes ho ever re ceived. Indlnnnpolls News. At Everyone' Door. Bomo sngo has snld that opportu nity knocks nt evcryono's door, yet the really lovel-hcadcd person will not Idly sit around waiting to hear this welcome summons. Ho or she, llko tho enrly bird thut simply cannot miss the worm, must bo up and doing, hunting nround for tho opportunity thnt alway comos to thoso who determinedly soek It. Perform well today's duties, look on tho bright sldo of life and keep your grievances to yoursolf. Success Is sweet no ono will deny this truth hut If wo do not work for It nnd If wo do not learn to faco tho world bravely, with a smllo on our Hps, then wa mny ns well muko up1 our minds that success will novor como our wuy. Cure for Hiccough. Small ploces of Ico applied suddenly, so us to surprise tho patient, will stop persistent hiccoughing. Also hot drink of wcuk coffee nnd milk taken fre quently has tho doslrod effect. A lump of sugar saturated with vinegar will often relieve hiccoughs. Walnut for Qunitock. Homo of tho oldest walnut trees ) this country were originally planted, not for tho sake of tho fruit, but be cause Iho wood make Hut best gun stocks, being light, strong 11 ml not out lly wurpi-d, SCOUTS (Conducted by Nntloiml Council of th Hoy Heouts of America. ) SCOUTS AS "NUT PATRIOTS" The boy Is coming Into his own. Every human boy always know deep within his heart thnt ho wns tho nut urn! keeper of tho peace, thu very present help In time of trouble, but tho dllllculty lay In convincing his eld ers. Tho boy scout movement wns his first groat opportunity for demonstra tion, nnd ho seized It. Under Its bo nellcent rays his natural Inclination mid operations emerged from tho black shndow of paternal disapproval or lack of Interest and nssumod their deserved placo. .Swimming, woodcraft nnd camping heenmo dignified professions, In tho pursuit of which tho boy himself wns Hindu strong and thereby fitted to de fend tho weak. Ills vuluo ns a part of civic llfo next became apparent, nnd ho distrib uted Important literature, helped euro for the crowds nt pnrndos and public meetings, learned to observe city laws and tralllc regulations and to encour age their observance In others. Having borne himself worthily In nit these mutters, behold his Just re ward 1 No more did tho boy need to nslc fearfully If ho might go nutting. His country culled him, ho must go. Authoring mils for gas musics was rec ognized by tho highest authorities as nu esNontlnt Industry. But tho boy knew It nil the tlmo. TAXING CENSUS OF TREES. Intereatlna Work Successfully Han. died by Youngster. SCOUT'S BRAVERY TESTED. Whut his modnl for wnr work means to 11 boy scout Is Illustrated by this little story. Robert Goodwin, n scout In Des Moines, in., wns lying In Iho hospltul very 111 from typhoid when Scout Executive Gendnll received tho boy's Ace Medal for selling War Snv Ings slumps for tho government. Ill ns the scout wns It wns decided thnt he should receive his medal, and It wns tnken to him In the hnspltnl. Ho wanted It pinned on tho pocket of his nightgown. Shortly nfter that it wns discovered that he also had nppcndlcltls nnd ho was prepared for an operation. As ho was placed upon the wheeled tablo to bo carried Into tho operating room his mother asked him If ho wns nfrold. "No," he snld, "ono of tho twelvo points of the scout lnw Is that a scout Is brave." Scout Goodwin's mother says that sho Is convinced thnt If tho scout law mount so much to her hoy at such n tlmo Its application to alt boys would ho a good thing. 8C0UT8 RUN AN AMBULANCE. Tho boy scouts of Itlchmond during tho Inlluenzn epidemic performod a groat service. Tho scouts voluntarily secured, equipped and manned an am bulance. This nmbtilnnco carried moro than 75 patients to tho emergency hospital at tho high school. Tho scouts took every precaution. They woro masks and bathed their Iinndu nnd faces In bichloride solution, Ah innny as eight patients woro brought from ono homo, each ono euro fully placed upon tho stretcher by their trained hnnds, borno to tho am bulnnrn nnd taken out with skill not excelled by veteran nmbulunco drivers, This ambulance was on duty night nnd day, At times It was necessary to curry nu many as five pntlonta nt ono lime,