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THE
ASHLAND
REGISTER
T h e R E G I S T E R ’S E D I T O R I A L a n d F E A T U R E P a g e
C. J. READ, Editor and Publisher
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A Good Will Flyer Arrives
S t m i 'W t e k t y P a p e r P ub lish ed a l A shland, O re g o n
Formerly the Central Point and Ashland Amwican
Office at 372 East Main Street
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Ashland, , Oregon, as Second Clase
M atter, under the Act of Congress of March 3, 1879
By STANLEŸ^ R. OSBORN
M e m b e r S T A T E E D IT O R I A L A S S O C IA T IO N
M e m b e r N A T IO N A L E D IT O R IA L A S S O C IA T IO N
Copyright by Charles Scribner’s Sons
HOSS FOR SECRETARY OF STATE
It is with a considerable degree of pleasure
that The Register places itself on record as en
dorsing the candidacy of Hal E. Hoss, Oregon
City newspaper man and former secretary to
Governor Patterson for the office of secretary
of state.
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Hal, as he is more familarily known among
newspaper men of Oregon, has been and is at
the present time secretary of the state editorial
association, a position that calls for considerable
work without any particular monetary returns.
He has given of his time most unselfishly, for
the benefit of Oregon editors. He has at all
times shown a sympathetic interest in their
problems, and just this morning we received a
valuable suggestion that should help increase
our advertising columns. We mention this merely
to show, that the effort Hal Hoss has put forth
to serve the editors of the state can be used to
a greater advantage in assisting the people of
the state of Oregon through the office of secre
tary of state.
It Ls to be hoped that southern Oregon people
will realize the opportunity they have to pill a
man of his qualification into this office, and
that this candidate will receive a substantial
majority at the primary election.
If there are any voters desirous of securing
more information concerning Hal Hoss, we
should esteem it a privilege to be given the op
portunity to furnish it.
HERE’S PROSPERITY
Speculators on the stock exchanges recent
ly reported big killings out of the spectacular
advance of General Motors and Radio Corpora
tion stock. Of course, when one speculator w ins,
another loses, but we hear little or nothing of
the financial deaths.
In time, some pseudo economist will point to
the high prices made by speculative stocks in
answer to plea of the farmers. The agricultural
ist will be told that the average high of twenty
leading industrials touched new levels, that
the country is more prosperous than ever and
that th^ reason the farmer is not prosperous is
his failure to adopt modem business methods.
This may fool some people, but it doesn't fool
many Jackson county farmers.
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How about a breath holding contest in Cong
ress?
Our own dictionary: Legs—why look in a
diet: »nary?
Mexico, it seem, has a few rebel gangs at work
all the time.
Lindbergh may be a high flyer but he always
lands on time.
Political parties, we predict, will be careful
how they accept big money this year.
Our extra slice of pie for this week, any fla
vor, is awarded the “cigar” smoker who has to
puff the five cent weeds.
Many a sweet young thing has no idea how
her knees look. At least, after viewing the sit
uation, we doubt if she has.
If the average wife went after her house work
as energetically as she goes after the $1.79 bar
gains, the homes of Ashland would giisten like
jewels.
Women are better advocates for peace than
men because they are more ap to make-up.
The man with the little black mustache and
the little handbag is what is known as a peddler.
Correct this sentence: “While you haven’t
a ked me, I am very glad to make a substantial
donation.”
Any town that lets mail orders go out when
catalogs come in, is going to be a dead town
sooner or later.
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Appreciative husbands will be glad to know
that they can buy a chic silver fox scarf for
their wives for only $145.
Historic note: A New Jersey child recently
got hold of a cigar lighter, w hich w orked, there
by breaking all known records for these de
vices*
Any young man about Ashland can tell who
the sweetest young thing is.
DtFrank HONEST
Crane MEN Says
There are some people who are just naturally
honest. They live up to their contracts and do
not seek to break them. They are not always con
sidering the letter of the law, but have an in
ward letter that they obey.
It is refreshing to meet these people. They re
new your faith in human nature.
Some one has said the honest man has the
advantage over the dishonest one because the
honest man knows there is one honest man in
the world, while the dishonest man does not
know there are any.
A lawyer named Gavin McNab died the other
clay in San Francisco. In his will we find two be
quests, one to Mrs. Elkins of thirty-five thous
and dollars and another of five thousand dollars
to Joseph Finnell.
The money was bequeathed in each instance
because the people had lost money on account
of advice given them by Attorney McNab.
He was under no obligation to return this
money, but he just felt better for doing it.
The explanation is simple.
The man was honest.
And he wasn’t honest because he had to be,
but just because he was.
The other instance is that of Reuben H. Don
nelly, millionnaire head of a publishing com
pany.
Twenty-two years ago Mr. Donnelly’s com
pany pasesd through bankruptcy. He afterwards
inane good- is now sixtythre° years old, and has
some money.
He has voluntarily made go«v! all the debts
that were wined out by bankruptcy.
Some of the creditors held claims for only
small amounts, but they were in the humbler
walks of life and in many cases little money
meant a good deal to them.
Now he is taking care of these little fellows.
There was one man who had a claim of eight
een dollars when the house went into bankrup
tcy. That w as in 1905. He got his check for
$38.75, which Is plus interest for 22 vears.
Mr. Donnelly said in his letter to the old credi
tors, “While the unpaid balance dot»» not consti
tute a legal claim, I have always considered it
a moral one.”
It is a comfort to know that there are some
pe»>nle in the world who cannot t ^asy until
they have discharged all their obligations.
W H A T H A PPE N E D BEFO RE I
P a lm y ra T re e a n d h e r p arent*,
w ith P e l m y r a ’» tw o suitor*, V a n
B u ren R u tg e r a n d J o h n T h u rs to n
a n d som e o th e r frie n d s, a r e crus-
in f on th e Y acht R ainb ow .
P a lm y ra 's s ta r tle d by seeing a
h an d th r u s t in th ro u g h th e p o r t
o f h e r ca b in , m ak es a se c re t in
v e stig atio n a n d d isco vers a s to w a
w ay — a m an so m ild in a p p e a r
an c e th a t she is d is a p p o in te d —
a n d tells h im so. H e c o m a n d s h e r
to g lan ce a t th e d o o r. S he obeys
an d sees a h ug e, fierc e, co p per-
h u e d m a n — w ith a te n inch k n ife
held b e tw e e n g rin n in g lips. N ow
re a d on.
(Continued from last Friday)
When the girl came on deck
next morning there the savage
sat, cross-legged on the fore
hatch, huddled under his blankets
in the sun.
As Palm yra and her parents
appeared, Ponape Burke was ex
plaining that the remote intelli
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T W S N T V -F iv r
gence
at his feet knew no word
in c o lo s s e o hic .«*-* th a n * ix rS
of any white man’s tongue.
, BOT S T IU . SO M E
If the savage recognized her
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she was unable to note any
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aovcgritc——
change in his countenance. In
deed, she saw that this copper
mask would seldom, if ever, yield
to the civilized eye any useful in
dication
of the mood within.
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Ponape Burxe, showman, had
seized a double handful of the
bush of hair on the native’s head
and was saying:
“ ’Tisn't so much that he’s got
Willie thought it would be nice
for him to run his dad’s ma hair," Burke was saying, “as that
his hair ain’t black, as you’d ex
chine.
Hq got the car one 4*? last pect, but a pretty gay species o’
tan. Whis, la-adies and gents, is
spring.
His grave’s the cutest little thing. South Sea beauty-parlor stu ff.”
” ’Tis dee-lightfully sanitary,
la-adies,” the showman added,
colors the hair up any shade
“ Business is fine,” said the “and
blond y’like. But— ’’ he tittered
scissors grinder. “ I’ve never seen o’
and glanced audaciously at Miss
things so dulL”
Tree’s own head— “the very fox
iest and most envied hue some of
’em succeeds in getting up is a
Screams came from beneath real
orange near-red.”
the trof.ey car. "A nother case of
Van
“Oh, admirable.”
the woman at the bottom of it,” he cried. laughed.
“
An
admirable
rem arked the confirmed cynic. And never till the moment effect.
did I
suspect.
.
.
.
Why,
Palm
yra
Tree
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“ How late did you sit in that
“ Excuse me, miss.” Ponape
poker gam e?”
Burke said, “ but didn’t I hear this
“ ’Till about $12.30.”
gent a-calling you ’Palm -tree?”
She assented.
"B ut what, what kind of a
“ This is the last time I Ret joke. . . .* •
stewed,” m uttered Freddy the
“It isn’t a joke," she affirm
souse as the cannibal chief drop ed. “My family name is Tree
ped him into the kettle.
and— ’ she glanced amusedly at
Constance— “ my given name is
Palm.”
“ I need a rest," remarked the
The stowaway stared, grinned,
hard working student. There repeated the name. He turned to
with, he walked over to his desk his savage, spoke animatedly,
calendar and took off a day.
nodding his head toward her. The
brown m an’s eyes sought the
I girl's face once more and she
“ He’s a hard-hearted brute.” felt sure he had, in some obae-
“ How come?”
cure way. been moved. There
“ His wife said she was going was certainly a something new
home to her mother and he upon that strange countenance.
laughed out loud.’’
As the savage sat upon the
“ W hy?”
Hatch, a corner of blanket touch
“ He knew that her mother had ed the teakwood. When he reach
gone home to grandm other the ed down to rescue the fabric hia
night before.”
thick right fore arm shot out from
cover and so remained. The girl
'•W hat's so artistic about that became aware of a line of blue-
old pipe of yours?”
black markings along the inner
“ It draws well.”
side of this arm. She discovered
with surprise that these tatoo-
Dumb: "Don’t the football ings were letters— her own alpho-
players ever get their suits heL At first she did not catch
washed?”
the word because two of its sym
Dora: “ Sure; what do you bols were upside down.
think the scrub team is meant
"W hy." she eried impulsively,
for.”
"what is that he has Utooed on
his arm ?”
Here the pirate took up the
Sap: “ Look at Freshie. He’s
wrapped in thought.”
story of his brown companion's
Nap: “ He must be chilly— so name.
thinly clad.
If it had been a pop bottle
that i the .fat horixor-burster
The little moths are never gay. (white man) flucg into the bird’s
They don't dance at ail.
i»r nbes'dt :»• spring, this
I wonder what *hey do when they lmn of a man woi Id not now be
Attend a camphor ball.
b-ce. Far away on some somno-
ib c h a n t s
o o vsn t
to
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lent speck of cors! he would be
drowsing througti
years; i g
norant as to white men’s ways.
safe forever from the question
able leadership of Ponape Burke;
never to touch and cross the life
course of Miss Palm yra Tree of
Boston. But it was not a pop
bottle that the fat horizon bur
ster flung into the bird’s nest
fern. It was a bottle which bad
held olives.
There, as the olive bottle had
fallen, the island mother, her
babe upon her hip, found it. She
had held the empty bottle up be
fore the eyes of the naked brown
baby that he might admire the
bright red and green of its
lithograph. She had tried To make
out the inscription upon it—
ONYX BRAND
The Hubbard Extra-Choice
QUEEN
OLIVE
The print was oddly famil
iar, yet bafflingly unreadable,
as a sentence in Russian would
have been to Palmyra. For in the
m other’s alphabet there were but
forteen letters; eleven of our
consonants unmeaning character.
But i.s her glance mell upon
the word “Olive,” she smiled.
Here was a combination that
spelled; every letter as fam iliar
as if it had been the name of her
own village.
“ Behold, chiefly son,” she had
cried to the baby on her hip;
“ here is a so-island word— ‘O-I-
i-v-e.’ What to do, thing you, is
a meaning- And set forth upon a
horizon-burster’s strong-w ater
bottle (to her all bottles meant
liquor).”
Presently the mother’s face had
lighted with inspiration. Here,
undoubtedly among warriors, was
the great word. And here, upon
her hip, was the greatest man
alive. What better, then, than
this for a name?
And so it was the brown baby,
to be known forever to all white
men as “Olive,” and to his South
Sea kinsmen, according to their
reading of its letters, as "O-lee-
vay.”
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Burke's glance took in the si
lent motionless mass of man on
the hatch with prideful owner
ship. Then he broke again into
his oddly unadult m irth.”Look at
him now,” he cried. “ Look at
him. Mad clear through.”’
They turned their smiling eyes
upon the brownman.
“ Mad clear through,” repeated
his master. “ Since Miss Tree
pointed to his arm we all been
laughing a lot. And he thinks it's
at him.”
Later in the day Palm yra
found her pirates alone.
They sat side by side, gripping
stoldidly the khaki fabric that
struggled, flapping to the wind
behind their backs.
“ Speaking o’ this big brute.”
Burke began, indicating Olive;
“ he don’t do nothing now but ask
questions about you.”
The girl did not know whether
to like that or not.
To begin with, said Burke, it
was her courage. She hadn’t
squawked at the hand in the port
nor the face under the spotlight.
And she'd come down with blank
ets when a brown being was in
misery with cold.
As regarded the hand: The
stowaways, precariously hidden
on deck in a boat, had tak»n tha
first chance to sneak below.
Burke had got to cover, but a
seaman, unexpectedly starting
that way, would have caught
Olive The le n d e r had slipped
overside at that point, dangling
from a stanchion, only his hand«
visible. He had put one down
the port, intending to hang trail
e r from that if the sailor came
near A roll of the »sent thrust
(Continued on page 7)