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Mrs. Earl Olds visited in Portland
this week for a few days.
P. N. Lemon and wife were here
for a day or two last week while
looking after bvHness intercuts in
the county.
Matt Simon and wife were in The
Dallas Saturday night.
Gus Engstrom and daughter, Mrs.
Alley, drove to Redmond last week
to bring Edgar Alley home to pre­
pare for the family trip to Missouri.
The party left Saturday morning.
Rachel
land and
a wheel
prevents
Don Jaime removed saddle and
blanket, saw that there were no wrin­
kles in the blanket, and adjusted It
again to the horse's back. He was
In the act of swinging the heavy stock
saddle up onto the animal when some­
thing ripped ncross Lis breast. He
felt a gentle plucking of his shirt, ex­
perienced a feeling that he had been
burned. Then the crashing sound of
a rifle echoed through the draw.
The thought flashed through Don
Jaime’s agile brain, “Tom Antrim had
another trump. He’s playing it.”
With a savage wrench he jerked
Ken Hobart’S rifle clear of the boot,
dropped the saddle and leaped for the
brush with the alacrity of a frightened
rabbit. A fusillade of bullets followed
him; before be could gain the shelter
of the reverse slope of the left of the
two spurs which formed the draw, he
had been bit three times, the last
wound dropping him headlong on his
face.
The paralysis was but momentary,
however. He rolled a couple of times,
half rose, lurched forward and rolled
Pôley is home from Port­
is spending the summer in
chair while in a cast that
very much movement.
John Buether ^rove to Portland
with a load of stock last week-
W S. Holmes was in Portland for
Iwt week and Wren
This week we have passed the summer solstice and begin the Hogue was in charge of the ranch
discouraging necessity of watching the days grow slowly and grad­ during his absence.
Art Bibby was here over the
ually shorter a six month period before they begin to lengthen
week
end during a pause in his
again It seems hardly possible that the longest day has been
sales trip into this territory,
a few days
What has become of those soft money enthusiasts who pro­
phesied that if the United States would but go off the gold stand­
ard and let the silver countries have a chance they would buy up
our surplus in a few weeks It looks like that big fraction of the
world’s people is still panting and suffering for our wheat, wool
and manufactured products and the advocate of cheap money is
panting for something else.
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Several county clerks have reported that few marriage licenses
are being issued since the new three day notice law went into
effect. Apparently the admonition, "be sure your right then go
ahead”, spoils many a romance.
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A southern Oregon sheriff is named Percy Now if someone
will appoint a U S marshall named Clarence wonders will be at
an end
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The depression has hit Africa too according to reports the
most buxom of wives—even to suit Mussolini—are down to sixteen
dollars
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These bright, new yellow license plates make the old bus look
more worn and shabby than it did before. Something that didn’t
seem possible.
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This c«»ol weather is keeping the heat of the July 21 election
down to a minimum Anyway something is and we may as well
lay it to the weather.
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Harold and Grace Hughes sre
here now after having finished the
year past at Corvallis where Harold
was an instructor at O. S. C. He
will be principal here next year.
Corliss Andrews and John Koepke
took a truck load of lambs to Port­
land last week to show them what again.
When be reached "dead”
ground, lie rested a few seconds, then
the big city looked like.
on his hands and knees crawled
George Hamilton, one of the around the toe of the spur; presently
Hamilton brothers who run a store he got to his feet and limped slowly
here back .in the nineties, stopped and painfully up the hill fifty yards,
for a short time la^t Saturday while got down on his hands and knees, and
with his body as close to the earth as
on his way home from the Grange possible crawled back through the
convention. For a time George low sage over the spur toward the
Hamilton was a partner of Alexan­ draw. When he could look down
der Scott, early day store keeper, into the draw again he stretched out
who is remembered by the home­ and brought bls rifle to the ready. He
steaders who originally settkKl the waited.
Presently, up the hillside across the
county. He now lives in Grants draw be saw a bush move slightly.
Pass. He was accompanied by hia There was not a breath of wind, so
wife, formerly Jessie Washbum.
Don Jaime concentrated his attention
on that bush. It moved again, but
Mrs. Velma Cockerham and small Don Jaime could see nothing. 8o,
ton. of McMinnville, visited here deciding to feel for what was there
this week, as did Mrs. J. D. Dunlap while yet sufficient strength remained
of The Dalles. Mrs. Cockerham is to him, he sighted carefully on the
a sister of Mrs, John Peters and center of that bush and fired. Some­
thing threshed in the brushy so Don
Mrs. Dunlap is the mother of both. Jaime continued to shoot until the
Mrs. Peters will leave with her sis­ threshing ceased.
ter for a visit to the valley.
With the feeling that he had better
be sure than sorry he had put twenty
The Perry family have been here bullets Into the heart of that bush.
a part of the time since school at
Presently, from far up the draw
Condon adjourned for the summer. toward the summit a volca floated
Virgil remained at Condon.
faintly t
“Don Jaime! It’s Ken Hobart!”
An auto license examiner will be
“Come down, but be careful,” Don
in Grass Valley July 5.
Jaime shouted back with all his lungs.
Ken Hobart came down that long
John Bressler is here from Salem draw at a mad gallop and when the
this week to look over his property thud of hoofs Indicated his near pres­
that was damaged by fire several ence, Don Jaime managed to stand
weeks ago. J ohn looks about as erect and hall him. The ranger rode
well as he did in former years when into the brush to Don Jaime, who
leaned against his horse and clung to
he was town carpenter.
the saddle.
“Hurt, my friend?”
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(ha« opened: hÿs meat
♦'Shot nil to h—1 hut not fatally,”
market and started his ice machine.
Don Jaime Informed him with a wry
Next he will have a supply of smile. "Top of the left shoulder, left
GOOD meat to offer at GOOD
prices.
Miss Marjorie Mac Innes of Kent
is spending the week as a guest of
Neva Gervais.
Mrs. Ella Cids entertained the
bridge club at her home hère Wed­
nesday afternoon.
from a recent illness.
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The meal had just been put on the
Maybe we will learn to get along without banks and not be table and it certainly did look pret­
ty small for the number to be serv­
interested in having one established /
ed, as several people had droppe4 in
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for dinner without warning “Thin
It does look as though folks in a lot of states want a little nip mutton rpast has shrunk away ter­
ribly,” said the hostess in her em-
of something in these times.
barrasment.
1*1 think,” remarked^ one of the
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men guests, “it must have been off
That Hall of Fossils may be an especially appropriate place
the sanie sheep as a flannel shirt I
for the statesmen to meet.
have.”
biceps and calf of the right hind leg.
Also u brand across my chest.”
“Where’s the other man'/’’
Don Jaime indicated the spot and
then sat down to wait while the run
ger rode up to investigate. The
ranger’s face was gravely humorous
when he returned.
"There's a man up there lying on
top of a rifle. An oldish Lian. Looks
like Tom Antrim—that Is. dressed
like him, but you’ve shot his head
practically away and he’s unrecoguls
able. Features quite obliterated.’'
“While waiting for sotneihlng or
somebody to turn up 1 didn't have
anything else to do. so I prnciiced
shooting,’’ Don Jaime projected vir
tuously. “My horse still tUer»^ ’
“Yes, standing where you let! him.”
“Good old Border horse. Shooting
never flusters him. Well. Ken you’d
better undress me and take uu inven­
tory-; then get me on niy horse ami
hold me there. It's ten miles ba< k to
the ranch but I dan make it If I don't
bleed to death.”
Hobart carried him nut to the clean
grass In the draw, undressed him and
examined his wounds with the skill
of one to whom wounds are no mys­
tery. "All flesh wound:;; hlood just
welling slowly It will * probably
coagulate and quit In a little while.”
he announced casually.
He brought todln, bandages and ad­
hesive tape from his saddle-bags, for
like all of his profession he bad fre­
quent need of such things ami was
not a half-bad backwoods surgeon.
When he had the wounds deosaed and
the arm In a sling Don Jaime stood
erect and gingerly rested Ms weight
on his wounded leg. "Not any worse
than a badly sprained Rjnkle,” he re­
joiced, "and I've walked miles on one
of them. , .* . Well, let’s have n look
at the sassj; old sheep herder.”
With Hobart’s assistance he mount­
ed his horse, ahi together they rode
up the opposite slope and gazed down
at the dead man. "I could see a small
glint of something white,” Don Jaime
explained, “after I fired the first time.
I figured It might be his face, so I
pecked away at It.”
“WeH, your extravagance with am­
munition Is what brought mo direct
to the scene. I’d ridden about half n
mile from where we parted when It
•ccurred to me that Antrim and his
camp cook could easily have heard
you directing me to have one of the
boys come Into Los Algodones with
the auto and the trailer to hrlng your
horse home. Remember? You shout­
ed. So he’d know you were traveling
across country alone and unarmed—
for of course he could not know that
as a mere matter of precaution you
had borrowed my rifle. I just got a
hunch It would he like the old scoun­
drel to follow and bushwhack you.
He could be reasonably certain there
would be no witnesses.“
Don Jaime gazed down nt the gris­
ly thing In the bushes. “Looks like
Antrim—all but the face,” he agreed.
“Frisk him, Ken, In your capacity as
a peace officer, and see what luck wc>
have.”
So the ranger turned the dead man’s
pockets Inside out and in the coat
pocket he found a black seal-leather
wallet bearing on the outside ths
words in gold letters: “Thomas An­
trim, Christmas, 1025.*'
“Somebody, strangs ns It may
seem, actually thought enough of this
man to give him a Christmas present ”
the ranger murmured. “Here's a
photo post card addressed to Thomas
Antrim, Jolon, Las Cruces County
Texas. .Picture of a girl taken at
Atlantic City. Now, Whore have 1
seen that face before?”
He hnnded the enrd up to Dan
Jaime, who studied It briefly and
handed It back.
"Miss Roberta Antrim, of Hillcrest,
Dodds Ferry, Westchester County.
New York." he announced grimly. "So
she was a relative of his, after nl!.*^
He sighed. “What else, old-timer?”
“A letter In an envelop.”
“As a peace officer you have n right
GROCERIES
A complete stock of all staple grocer­
ies always on hand.
Clothing to? all the family. Every­
thing staple and guaranteed satisfactory
Reliability is our watchword
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reached and passed and that the sun has started its annual retreat
for it has barely b gun to warm the earth this spring so great has
been its handicaps.
But, here we are. The calendar cannot be denied and soon,
our observation will bring realization that the sun comes a little
later each morning and the dusk falls a little earlier. To us there
is always something a little sad about it. Like business men in
1929 we would go on to warmer and lighter days without thought
of winter and cold and depressing things.
Economically we may be merely going through the downward
half of a cycle as we yearly go through the period of shortening
days It seems discouraging, because, perhaps we did not prepare
for winter while it was yet summer, yet it will end as it always has
before we know it and spring will be on its way.
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OREGON, FRIDAY, JUNE
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I with to thank the voters of the
New Non High School District in
Sherman county for their expres­
Published Every Friday at Moro. Oregon. Sy
sion of confidence, in electing me to
GILES L. FRENCH
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Managing Editor serve as a director on that board.
I have four children whom I hope
to educate in the 'Sherman county
schools. Naturally, I am interested
in our entire educational system,
Entered aa eecond-clsM matter at the 'ootottico. al Moro, Oregon, under Aet of and any advantage which I might
Congress of M arch 3. 1879.
wish for mine, I wish for all other
children as well.
It is my desire to aid in making
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the schools of this county as good
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the funds that we are justified in
spending on them; having due con­
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sideration for those who pay the
bills as well as for those who are to
receive the benefits.
AIN’T THIS SOMETHING
Hany B. Pinkerton, Zone 2-
Newspapers in a part of the central Oregon country have this
last week heralded the birth of an organization to furthur use of
the DalleaCalifomia highway which is really Highway 97 from
Klamath Falls to the junction point south of Shaniko. From that
point to The Dalles it is The DaUes-Criterion highway and is abso­
lutely without recognition as a national highway.
No Sherman county men are on the board of directors of the
new organization and as far as is known none was invited to the
meeting The surprising thing about this bit of news is that the
citizens of the towns along the Federal Highway would be willing
to bind themselves in an association without having all parts of
the district represented.
It may be possible that, due to the original name of the central
Oregon road, the residents of the counties south of us are not fully
a vare that the government has designated the Sherman highway
as the official ro«ite for those traveling from California points to
Washington and Canada If this be the case thecorrmerdal clubs
of the county have a job of publicity ahead of them upon which
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to rend It.“
The ranger compiled with Don
Jaime’s suggestion. "Brief letter from
Roberta Antrim, addressed to ‘Dear
Uncle Tom,’ and thnnklng him for
sending her a check for five dollars
for the Rnbles’ hospital.”
"He gave up all of one In mb. didn’t
he? Generous-man!”
“Here’s a card that says: In case
of death or accident please notify my
next of kin. Miss Roberta Antrim.*
etc. ^\Vell, It sort of looks like old
Tom’s made a mess of things. He was
too old to have attempted to do this*
job himself. His eyes probably
weren’t ns good ns they used to be.
and when a fellow takes to bush­
whacking he ought to he reasonably
fust nnd accurate with a rifle. When
you borrowed my rifle you sort of
spilled old Tom's beans, Don Jaime.”
"Ills sheep we still have with us.
nhm his foreman and sheep-herders,”
Don Jaime announced thoughtfullv
“I suppose his sheep are now the prop ,
erty of his next of kin, and God for
bld that I should wnge war on a
woman. Ken, my friend, 1 think we'll
defer the war of the water holes. The
sensible thing to do now Is to wire
Miss Roberta Antrim to get down here
on the Job nnd look after the assets
of her-late Uncle Tom. She’s a lady
She'll probably listen to reason nn«i
we’ll get rid of these stinking sheep
without additional bloodshed. They'll
ruin a lot of the range In the Interim,
of course— । >h, h —I, let ’em drink!
If we shoo them ofT now they’ll die
ami ihatMoitld be putting-a ervnp In
the htlfy's bankroll.”
hntxwer else we may he, l**t us.
at least, try to he gentlemen,'' the
ranger agreed- humorously. "JVell.
now, the next business before the
meeting is to find old Tom's horse,
drape Thomas across the saddle, take
Idin into Los Algodones an^ deliver
him to the local undertaker My re
port of this nfl’alr will close the In-
vestigalIon. And you should get h
doctor. It’s ten miles to your ranch
and ten miles to Los Algodones. I'm
In command! All aboard for Los
Algodones, amigo mlo.”
They had proceeded but a short dis
tance along the narrow, rutty road to
Los Algodones when they were over
taken by a man driving an old onw -
mobile that had been converted ijito
a truck. Hearing It rattling along be­
hind them. th$ ranger rode his horse
into the middle of the road and held
up his hand. The vehicle stopped.
The ranger looked the driver over.'
*T know you,” he announcHl. "Aren’t
you Torn Antrim’s camp cook? Seems
to me I saw you nt his camp this
noon."
' The man glanced from the ranger to
Antrim's horse, with Antrim's limp
body hanging across the saddle; his
dark face paled ns he saw the dend
man's head bundled up In his canvas
coat.
"What's happened?" he cried. “That
dead man's my boss, ain’t he?”
“He used to he. lie rode out of his
enmp In a devil of a. hurry shortly
after I whs there, you mny remember.
Well, his ndsslon was to circle around
Senoh Illguenes, waylay nnd murder
him. He tried very bard to succeed,
ns you may Judge by n casual Inspec­
tion of Senor Illguenes, hut somehow
his proposition back-fired nnd now
he's on his wny to the undertaker.
Suppose we dispose Antrim’s body on
your truck. ' He keep* shifting tn the
saddle nnd making ns groat n nulsnnce
of himself In death as he did In life.
I’m afraid he'll fall off. - Don Jahne
will ride on the sent beside you nnd
I'll Rlt on back with the corpse nnd
lend these two horses. You got n gun
on you?"
"Yes, sir.”
"G|ve It to nie. You might be tempt­
ed to use It on Don Jaime. Hop out
now nnd pay the last snd tribute, of
love to your late boss.“
"I don’t think I'll go to Los Algo­
dones after all, ranger. The boys
ought to be notified of this killing—”
"You’ll go. I desire It, my friend.
I don't feel like having your friends
organize a reprisal raid on the Rnncho
Valle Verde until I'm there to receive
them.” Hobart flashed his ranger’s
shield on the man who, without fur­
ther ndo, desisted him to place An­
trim’s body In the box of the car.
Hobart then lifted Don Jaime down
from his hors© and deposited him be­
side the driver, nfter which ho seated
himself In the ronr of the car and
with his long legs hanging out the
tailgate held the leading ropes of the
three horses. They proceeded to Los
Algodones, where Hobart turned An­
trim’s body over to the coroner and
made his report to the sheriff, having
first seen Don Jaime In bed at the
hotel with a doctor In charge of him.
About an hour later a coroner’s
Jury trooped Inta Don Jaime’s room
and listened to hla story of the kill-
Ipg, The ranger added his testimony,
and the foreman of the Jury looked
humorously at his fellow jurors.
“Don’t seem to be anything myste.
rlous about this case, boys,” he an­
nounced. "All those in favor of ren­
dering a verdict of suicide hold up
their right hands. All up? We, the
Jury, find that the dt'cease«! came to
hls death nt the bands of Don Jaime
Miguel' Hlguenea and that the said
Higuones acted In self defense and
cannot be charged with nny crime
worse than justifiable homicide.”
“I thank you, aenores,” said Don
Jaime. "Ken, take the Jury down to
the hotel bar and set up the drinks.
Go ’way, yon chaps. Pm not tn auffi-
ejent pain to groan, bnt I'd like tn
cuss freely for a while.”
The jury retired tn an atmosphere
of profound geniality, nnd when Ken
Hobart had sufficiently upheld the tra­
ditions of Valle Tierde he returned tn
hls employer.
“Well, I've wired my resignation, ft
ought to reach the governor before
the office closes, and his wire of ac­
ceptance will come to me In your >
enre. I am on my way to the ranch.
I’ll j«nd the trailer In after oar
horses In the morning. They’re at
ranger headquarters. That cook of
Antrim's Is bound to have taken the
news out to hls people. ... I’d bet
ter be nt the ranch In the event of hos­
tilities."
Don Jaime held "out a telegram to
him. "Please file that as you go ont.
Ken. The doctor haa sent to El Paso
for a trained nurse, and so soon as
she arrives I’ll go out to the ranch
nnd recuperate. Adlos, ml buen com­
pañero.”
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Although she had promised Crooked
Bill she would start for Los Algo
«Iones Immediately, such was her
curiosity to met the adorable Don
Jaime Miguel Higuones. Roberta An­
trim awakened thè following morning
with a changed mind. Her first rush
of enthusiasm, engendered by Don
Jaime’s telegram and the vivid men­
tal picture she had painted of him.
was fading; In its place was growing
jin apprehension that Crooked Bill
was probably right as usual. The es­
timable Don Jaime might prove to b<*
a Pancho Villa sort of person physl
rally, despite his undoubted mental
attainments, and, Roberta felt she did
not care to take such disillusionment '
until she'had to.
Crooked Bill, knowing hls niece far
better than s B q knew herself, wa^
quite prepared for this change of
mind... So he said nothing beyond a
mild Inquiry as to what reply she had
sent Don Jaime Miguel Illguenes t »
hls charming telegram.
"Oh. I Just thanked him and told
him I would be happy to have him
look after my Interests until I could
find a man to relieve him, at which
time he would be remunerated for hls
work. I also asked him tn send me
a detailed account of the manner in
which Uncle Tom met his death and
Instructed him to h'ffve Uncle Tom
burled In.the local cemetery and send
the hill to me.”
“llum-m!” Crooked Bill's grunt was
very skeptical. "Di<J you ask him
for any information regarding your
Uncle's Toin's estate?”
"->■0, Uncle Bill. I thought you’d
4^"k after those details for me.”
"I will, honey, but I must remind
you that I have a few details of my
own that require looking after. Tm
up to my eyebrows In stocks and If
the market goes against me (and I
don't like the looks of it) I’m liable
to have to go down to Texas, take
hold of your Uncle Tom’s sheep busi­
ness and try to eke out a respectable
existence for both of us. I suppose
you'd give me a Job as your manager,-
wouldn’t you, Bobby?"
Roberta's eyes widened. "Surely,
Uncle Bill, you’re jesting.”
"I’m not. Neither am I lugubrious,
my dear. Tt will be time enough for
that when I Invite my creditors in to
gather up the pieces.”
"You're a strange mixture of op­
timism and pessimism. Uncle Bill.
Are you really fleep In the market?” ,
"I have already told you I’m in up
to my' eyebrows. You see, Bobby,
when one plays on margin and sells
short, he makes á dollar a share
every time the price drops a point; if
he buys short he loses a dollar a
share every time the price mounts a
point. And the brokers keep calling
for more margin. . . . Well, I bought
five thousand shares at 110—”
"live hnndred and fifty thousand
dollars,” Roberta Interrupted to prove
she was following Crooked Bill’s tale
with Interest.
"Well, the dog-g«me stock has gone
up to a hundred and ninety—”
"A loss of eighty points—four hun­
dred thousand dollars! Oh, Uncle
Bill !"
"Of course there's bound to be a
break sometlma A miracle is bound
to occur, provided I carry the load
Indefinitely. If the stock keeps ad­
vancing, the fellow who has sold five
thousand shares short faces the dally
Job of digging up anywhere from five
to twenty thousand dollars additional
margin. There's such a thing as
reaching the point where one has no
more margin available, and when that
point is reached one’s broker just nat­
urally plays safe and sells one out
and one Is busted.”
To be continued.
Irate Business ^fan—You book
agents make me so mad with your
confounded nerve and impudence
that I just can’t find words to ex­
press my feelings-
Agent—Then I’m the very man
you need. I’m selling dictionaries.
“So you have tw’ins at your house
Jimmie? What do you call them?”
Jimmie replied: “Thunder and
Lightning—that’s what Pop said
when they arrived.’’
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