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About Sherman County journal. (Moro, Or.) 1931-current | View Entire Issue (June 2, 1933)
1HK SkEkMAM COUNT! PAGK 2 ¿ULKA AL À10KU, 0KÄGON FRIDAY, JUNK । a grocery store. Morb, Oregon Meets the 1st and Brd Thursday evening« of each month; Visiting members cordially »n- vit»»d to meet with us Glen King. W M. C. V. Belknap, Secy- Lodga No. 113 I. O. O. F. AU Johnnie Walker finished his school Work Saturday afternoon, handed, in his final reporta for the year and left for his home in Portland Ml*- and Mrs. Dell Olds- of Grass I X alley visited Wednesday with the L. H. Na ho use family. Mrs. Eliza beth Olds, mother of Mrs.Nahouse 7 came with them and will remain for a few weeks visiting at the Nahouee he mt. Moro, Oregon •.-eta every Monday evening in the I.O.O.F hull. Transient and* visiting toothers are cordially invited to A. Rose and wife took advantage nutet with us. of the Memorial day holiday to drive William McKinney, N- G to Scappose to visit Mr. Rose’s bro Joe Truitt, Secretary ther. Lupine Rebecca Lodge No. 116 Moro, Oregon b Meets 2d and 4th Tues- ' laof each month. Visiting members wel come. Havie Brisbine, N- G. I ila Bull, Secretary. J. A. Thompson and Angus Kuks chine up from Portland Wednesday afternoon for a^, business and pleasure trip among old friends. Art Johnson has taken to the soup diet since Wednesday when Dr. But- ’er removed his upper teeth. Chr»» Schult» Poit No. 71 Mr. and Mrs. Harold Kruger visited Meets at Legion hall on here .ae first ci the week with the 2nd and 4th Wednesday Ait Bucholtz family. Ms- Krueger evening» of each month. was formerly Eunice Bucholtz. Mrs. Vernon Flatt, Commander. Otto Bucholtz was also here. Giles L. French, Adjutant (’. \\ Belknap spent the three day , [own Talk holiday in Portland visiting with rel atives. Stanley Reavis took advantage of • the three day holiday and drove to The Mutual Life of New York. Yakima to bring his wife home from Annuities, endowments, retirement a visit there. income, life insurance. I am in Sher Neal Freeman left Saturday for man county frequently, and will LaGrande to spend a few days with gladly give any service or assistance his wife and sister. to policyholders. Geo. H. Flagg- tel ephone 188-W, The Dalles. Lowell Bucholtz is here with his brother Art, from the family home Will the man who took the mag near Corbett. neto off my combine please return it. Vic Barr. W. H. Ragsdale and Mrs. iRagsdale left Thurhday for Klamath Falls Mr. and Mrs. E. E. Barzee went tt where they will meet Mrs Ragsdale’s Turner for Memorial day. si&ter and mother. Mrs. Belshee will George Bates and wife were here return here to remain during the for Memoial day. They came from summe. <’ ’ Salem and are son-in-law and daugh Good competent woman wants ter of R. J- Ginn. house werk on ranch. See Model 2pd. Louis Dillinger and wife of Dufur Laundry driver. spent Tuesday and Wednesday hert Jack Noonan painted an oil sign from their home near Dufur. jn the side of the McKean and Searcy Truman Strong and family drove >uilding Thursday morning. to Portland Sunday to look at some of the gardens down that way altho most any one will agree that they have a very fine one at home to look at.. . . Dr. Harry Wilson and wife spent Tuesday and Wednesday here. The doctor was. at the hotel instead of in Dr. Morgan’s office as previously an nounced. A. C. Thompson and wife are going to Camp Sherman this week for a li tie vacation and are taking five of their grand children with them. Faye, Teddy and Doris Thompson and Nor ma and Lois Melzer are the grand children. W. T. Balsiger and wife drove to Coquille for the holiday vacation- Judge J. T. Whalley and three nieces visited here this week from Portland. Mr. Whalley is the father of Mrs. Margaret Peetz and Mrs. arroll Sayrs- Ben Peetz was here Saturday an< Mr. and Mrs. Lyman Taylor were u' lay while on a trip to Portland here Tuesday from Bend. Mrs. Taylor L- L. Peetz accompanied him to the was formerly Laura Urquhart. city. Mr. and Mrs- Collis Moore spent George Updegraff and wife spent the three day vacation in Portland Memorial day and the Monday holi visiting relatives. day in Portland driving down Satur- day afternoon. Miss Edythe John- Mr. and Mrs. Robert Hoskinson had son accompanied them to her home as guests Tuesday night and Wednes there. day, 'Mr. and Mrs. John Hoffmeister Mrs. Anna Ellsworth came over of Portland, who stopped over on from Condon Monday and removet their way home from Camp Sherman some of her household goods from her where they had been visiting with Mrs Hoffmeister’s parents, Mr. and building here. Mrs. Chas. Boardman. James Kenny brought his daughter Mrs. Harry Kunsman is recovering home from the hospital last week af from a case of the flu that has kept she has largely recovered from her her under the weather for a large recent operation. part of the winter. Mr. and Mrs. George Haskell spent Sunday with the J- R. Cothran fam ily. Mr. Haskell is well known in Moro and vicinity, having bartered here at various and sundry times. Community Presbyterian Church They are now living at Plymouth, Sunday Sshool .... .. 10:00 a. m. Washington. Morning Worship .. 11:001. m. Robert Urquhart and daughter. Subject “Our Divine Deliverer-1 Mrs. Idabelle Hunter, were here Tues- Evening Service 8.00 p. m. <lay from Moscow Idaho, to abserve Subject “Are Few People Saved.’’ Memorial day. "And call upon me in the day of Justice R. J. Ginn married a couple trouble:-and I will deliver thee, then from V»’alla Walla here on Wednes thou ah alt glorify me.” Psalms 50:15 You are most cordially invited. day May 81. They were Leo M. Allan A. MoRea Minister. Douglass and Grace M Smith. CHIDES Orville Barnum and Robert Young CbrUtiaa Seisuce flew up from Portland Tuesday af Subject: God th'e Preserver of Man. ternoon for a little visit with Orville’s Golden Text: Psalms 37:28. For fparents, Mr. and Mrs. A. H. Barnum. the Lord loveth judgment, and for- Mrs. M. M. Oveson entertained the saketh not his saints; they * members of the younger bridge set served forever. last Friday aftemoop at her home in Responsive Reading: Isaiah 49. 8-16 Moro. All are cordially invited co attend the church services and to make use Walla«? Cochran returned home the reading room m the rear of the last week from Hermiston where he huich building, which is open daily finished his term as school teacher. where all authorized Christian Science R. G. Cunliff left Sunday for Dee, literatured may be read, borrowed or Oregon where his parents live. He purchased has spertt the winter here teaching the high school students the rudi ments of science and mathematics. 10:00 a m Sunday School 11:00 a. m Fellowship Meeting Harold Bryant wan in Moro for a body welcome Every rhdrt time Tuesday to decorate the grave of his father. I^Mter Co nice and his family drove to Longview, Wash., on his three day vacation from the worries of running "H—I’« fire!” Crooned Bill’s voice was the first to break the silence when Roberta had finished reading this re markable communication. “It’s true. There is a God that marks the spar row’s fall—and your Uncle Tom was a binl!” “Well, now that he’s dead. Uncle Bill, you might be charitable and «peak kindly of him. At least he was my last of kin,” Roberta chid the old man. “All right, honey. I’ll notv say an- •ther word." Glenn Hackett thought the situa tion, while a bit clouded, deserved the customary consideration. "I’m very •orry, Bobby,” he said. "That’s kind of you, Glenn, Unfor- tunately I never knew Uncle Tom— had never seen him, that is. It’s too bad, of course, but really poor Uncle Tom wasn’t u very lovable character, I’m afraid.” “He was a turkey blizzard." Crooked Bill declared with finality. /‘Roberta’s paternal uncle,” he went on to explain for the benefit of Hackett, "He took to associating with sheep. the old bandit must ¡have been worth considerable, rind so far Us I know, Roberta, you’re Ns next of kin. So It looks as If you’re in the sheep busi ness In Texas." Roberta read the letter again. "Judg* Ing by the name of the sender of this telegram, Jaime Miguel Higuenes, It would appear that Texas boasts nt least one very Intelligent,, very thoughtful, very frank and very humor ous Mexican. He expresses himself like an educated American. Uncle Bill, you spent a great many years down there. Do you happen to know the Higuenes family?" Crooked Bill’s fnce had worn his most crafty smile while Roberta was speaking, but now It was blank and expressionless. “It’s been twenty-five years since I operated In Texas, Ro- berta. Higuenes! Hlguen'»»’ I pin’t seem to remember anybody^hy 'that name." “It would appear," Roberta decided presently, "that T hive n«»ed to en gage a lawyer to Investigate Unci«» Tom’s estate." Sho glanced with frank Interest and approval nt lla«-kett. “Certainly. Of course," Crooked Bill agree«!, and thought more kindly of Uncle Tom for having provided an opportunity for these two to forg«»t their recent differences and be friend ly again In the name of business. "Hackett Is the very man.” "Hackett Isn’t," that harasso«! per son declared with finality. “Jaime Miguel Higuenes Is. That man Is hon est and fearless. I can tell that much from his telegram. Also he gives hank references. If you desire, Roberta, I shall telegraph the bank he men tions. If the bank’s reply would seem to Indicate the advisability of requesting Higuenes to take charge of your Uncle Tom’s estate for the present, may I send him a telegram, signing your name, and requesting him to do so?” Roberta was rer«'adlng the telegram. “1 think.” she declared, “that Jaime Miguel Higuenes must be a perfectly fascinating person. In twenty-three words he gives one the whole dramatic story of a bloody shooting scrape out on the range and gives one the Im pression—in fact, the conviction—that the result was no surprise to him and that he Is not sorry the tragedy oc curred ! He Is resourceful, not squeamish and has Initiative, because in the pursuit of Information he dared to pick a dead man’s pocket. _ He Is kind and friendly and thoughtful and wants to help a jierson he has never seen, and he is a man of substance and takes a justifiable pride in his personal and financial standing.” MOh, those Spanish dons are as proud as Lucifer,” Crooked Bill as- su red her. * "He is also good-natured and easy going, otherwise he would not bother himself with the probably thankless task of protecting the Interests of a stranger—and an American at that. Probably he acted thus because I am a woman, which proves he Is gallant and chivalrous.” “A sort of knight-errant,” Crooked Bill murmured maliciously, and Hackett shot him a look of dlspleas- «t*«». “Well, Mexicans, of whatever class, are very polite to a lady. They always make a great-to-do about wom en. The chances are this Higuenes Is an educate«! half-breed, Aztec Indian. I wish he l»ad Informed us who killed Cock Robin. He merely Rays It was a cowman.” “I wonder If he got hurt?” Roberta murmured. “Does It matter particularly?” For a reason he had not even tried to analyze, hut which had been born of a subconscious resentment of the man who had made It possible to Interject Jalm? Miguel Higuenes Into Roberta Antrim’s thoughts. . Glenn Hackett spoke. L , Ten thousand, cunning /mps peeped for an instant from Crooked Bill’s old eyes. “No, he didn’t got hurt—at least. not very badly.” “How do you know?” Hackett de- manded, and Roberta looked at her nncle inquiringly. “I believe you know Jaime Higuene^.” “I couldn’t make an affidavit to that, Roberta. I cannot recall having met him or even heard of him, so help mo!” Just then the butler entered to an nounce dinners “Better reconsider your decision rind break bread with S. L. Boyce, Minister « and Investigate Jaime Miguel HTguo- nes personally.” “If you do you’ll get the surprise of your sweet young life, my dear.” Roberta’s brown eyes danced. No- body knew better than Crooked Bill bow she cherished sufprises. "I think 1 should go down to Uncle Tom’s funeral,” she suggested. “I’m the last of the Antrims and It "would be rather Indecent of me to permit strangers -and not very sympathetic strangers, I fear—to bury him.” Crooked Bill was always practical, e\en if mysterious. “I wouldn’t do that, honey. I’m afraid Uncle Tom won t k«*ep until you get there. I have never heard of ice or undertakers In Los Algodones, and as for hermetical ly sealed caskets, there just aren’t any. I have a friend down there, how ever, and I’ll wire him to attend the obsequies and send flowers for you and a wreath of cactus for me.” "Why have you always disliked Uncle Tom so?” . “Because you’re his niece, not mine, an«l he’s never showed the slightest interest in you, except to send you five'dollars at Christmas nnd on your birthdays; because I staked the un holy wretch in the cow business and he sold out the cows, refused to pay the loan, went to Mexico w’here I couldn’t collect and Ret up in the Rheep .business; because he was ornery from birth and looked It. Your father was not what I would call a mental giant, Roberta, but he was kind and amusing and on the square, whereas your Uncle Tom was a throwback, a black sheep.” “Every family has them," the girl defended. “Well, honey, you haven't yours any more !” "Tom Antrim’s outfit. Well, if he’s only ten miles from here he’s tres passing on my range. Thanks for ths Information, Ken. Feed is pretty scarce to the east of me and I suppose Tom Antrim got desperate. Yes, you have your uses, gringo.” •If you care to run into Los Algo dones and swear to a warrant charg ing him and John Doe and Richard Roe and James Black and Thomas Green and say a dozen other off-color gents with trespassing, I’ll pick those boys up and lodge them In the juz- gado; then you and your boys ran run the sheep off In peace." “I don’t want to run them off 1n peace, Ken.” Don J 2* me rep Heo lan guidly. ‘Tre done that before and ft doesn’t work. They always come bark. Sure you, haven’t got some other work to do tomorrow?" "Now, look here, Jimmy,” the ran ger protested, "you listen to me. Tom Antrim’s there to stay. So I’m going ♦o hang around the neighborhoods He’s got twenty herders with him and I noticed they all carried rifles.” To be continued. a Sabbath Calm Lay Upon the Hacienda of Don Miguel Higo enes. patio toward the distant, blue, ser- rate«! hi Its wh<Te the United States of America ended and the Republic of Mexico began. “I wonder,” lie thought, “what Is going to become of the Higuenes family.” The problem proving too much for him, Don Jaime did that which all of his race do with the utmost ease and without preliminary notice. He fell into a gentle slumber. And while he slept a man on a honey-colored horse with a dark stripe running the length of his backbone rode up to the hacien da entrance, dismounted, and strode stiffly through the arched entrance and down the flower-bordered gravel walk to the veranda. Observing Don Jaime at peace In the arms of Mor pheus, the stranger removed a full cartridge belt, with two pistols, and hung his armament on one of a row of huge spikes driven Into the adobe wall of the house. Quietly he drew The following evening Glenn Hackett, another chair alongside Don Jaime, having recovered marvelously from . and disposed his tired body in it. Don Jaime murmured, .without his Indisposition of the day before, f called for dinner. “The bank gives troubling to open his eyes. "Who the the man Higuenes most flattering devil are you?" “Wake up, you lazy greaser, an«) recommendations, Mr. Ijitham," he announced. “He has plenty of cash see,” the visitor retorte«!. “When you speak In your naturally and worldly rivets and his record Is clean. He Is known as a man of loud, vulgar and Irreverent tone of honor and can be trusted Implicitly.” voice I recognize you. I do not have Crooked Bill nodded, as If this re- to look." Don Jaime spoke perfect port was not a matter of surprise to English, but the faintest clipped ac cent denoted It was not his mother him. Hackett resumed: cannot go to Texas to attend to tongue. He added In Spanish: “Wel this matter of your, Roberta. It will come to my poor house. It Is yours. Read the ads in the Journal Dr. F. A. Perkins 301’j.E Second St The Dalles, Oregon PHONE 211 W OP FOMETRIST-OPTICI A N i ZELL’S FUNERAL HOME -------- AND------ 'AMBULANCE service Phone 345 The Dalles. Ore GRASS VALLEY PHARMACY ---- or — Phone 222 I * JUNE Notice of Annual School Meeting NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN to the legal voters of School District 17 of Sherman County, State of Oregon, that the ANNUAL SCHOOL MEET ING of said District will be held at the School house, to begin at the hour of 2 o’clock p. m. on the third Mon day of June, being the 19th day of June, A.D. 1933. This meeting is called for the pur pose of electing one director and a clerk and the transaction of business as usual at such meeting. Dated this 31st day of May, 1933. ( D. E. Stephens, Chairman. I M. E. McKee. Clerk. SUN MON TUE WED THU FRI SAT 3 5 IO 13 20 15 16 22 23 29 30 The incomparable An; encan star— R "'Chatterton Information About the County, Schools. Roads and Crops. ' News About the People You Know “FRISCO JENNI” A story of the' kind of women who arc kind to men. SHERMAN COUNTY JUURNAI. Friday June 2nd Legion Theatre I (Grass Valley) Baptist Church gringo.* ‘T don’t want your poor house. All be necessary to engage a lawyer down I desire 1» accommodation and food there to handle your affairs there, and I suppose Higuenes can direct you to for my horse and myself until morn a good one. I Imagine you will have ing and—” “Thou graceless one!" Don -Jaime to proceed to Los Algodones Imme murmured drowsily but without of diately.” "L shall start tomorrow," Roberta fense. "But what else can one expect When Glenn Hackett’s car had rolled away down the driveway, decided, and added maliciously: “I of. a Texan—and particularly a Texaa Crooked Bill turned to his ward. can hardly wait to meet that adorable ranger? But what brings you here, my friend?" * “Bound two for little Bright-eyes. I’m Jaime Miguel Higuenes!” “A desire to be neighborly and to placing my money on the red." offer a flight return for yonr nQiny “Who," the girl demanded firmly, “is CHAPTER II evidences df princely hospitality— Jaime Miguel Higuenes?” • that and a natural desire to enjoy tt “I don’t know, honey. I can only A Sabbath calm lay upon the suspect, and some day I’ll verify my hacienda of Don Jaime Miguel Higue •gain. Since when did you go into the sheep business, Jimmy?" suspicions and tell you." nes, lord of the Rancho Valle Verde, Don Jaime’s* dark eyes opened “Please tell me your suspicions now. notwithstanding the fact that It was there’s a dear," and Roberta smiled not Sunday. Don Jaime gazed out widely and the hint of an ever-ready her most coaxing smile and put her through the arched entrance of his •mile faded from his handsome fea tures. leaving them unbelievably arms around Crooked Bill’s neck. •tern. "Where F he demanded. “Ah," he murmured, “a man can "About ten mile« south of hers. I struggle along under a mystery but It came across country from San Ysidro drives a woman crazy. I’ll not tell and bumped Into them on your range. you what I suspect and you are per About forty thousand of them, I fectly powerless to drag It out of me." should say, although I’m no judge of "For two cents,” Roberta thi^at- sheep tn - quantity. The brand Is ened, "I’d go down to I amb Algodones Us,” Crooked Bill urged their guest “Yea, do," Roberta pleaded. •«Thank you. I think I shall not.” Then to the butler.. “Harms, will you be good enough to get my hat and coat and telephone the garage for my Mert Oregon i r, HH
