Friday, Juno 28, 1940
SOUTHERN OREGON MINER
OF
© Frinì H. Spearman
Items of Interest
AROUND
>h. HOUSE
WNU Sarvic.
to the Housewife
Pillow cases should be ironed
lengthwise to be entirely free of
wrinkles.
• • •
Salt added to potatoes when
nearly boiled insures their fiuki-
ness and prevents them from go
ing to pieces in the boiling proc
ess.
The yolk of sn egg mixed with
warm water and used as you
would soup will remove coffee
stains.
Hot sudsy water will
quickly remove the yellow of the
egg.
“He’s | fire going to dry things.
These
asleep in half an hour, We'll go i Pardaloe steadied him.
down together. And we must get nicked you, Henry; he's nicked I youngsters will freeze if we don’t get
Don Alfredo, wealthy. Spanish owner between the Indians and the horses. you," cried the alarmed scout as I them dried out. Keep a sharp eye
of a Southern California rancho, refuses If we can stampede the red devils his hand slipped in the blood of Bow • out for Indians, Ben. There may
to heed several warnings of • raid by a
be a deer in that timber across the
e e e
band of outlaw. Sierra Indians. One day they’ll make first thing for the ie's shoulder.
after he has Anally decided to seek the horses. Take your deerskin strips.
"Not too bad," gasped Bowie, , creek. I'll sneak over there myself
Bananas should be ripened at
protection of the nearby mission for his
room temperature, never in the
wife and family, the Indians strike. Don Simmie. we’ll have to wait till we staring wildly. “Get after the rest I as soon as we get the girls fixed up.
Help me with this one. Simmie.”
Alfredo is killed and his two young hear from you. Give us your sig of ’em. Ben! After ’em."
refrigerator. They are ready for
daughters are torn from the arms of nals now.'*
"They’re cleaned out. They’ve
Simmie handed the child to him.
A few drops of glycerin added eating when they are bright yel
the family's faithful maid. Monica, and
run. but the varmints have got half Her eyes were closed. Bowie ex to the starch will make linens low nil over, with occasional
“The owl," suggested Simmie.
are carried away to the hills. Padre
Pssqual. missionary friend of the fam
“If it rains that’s no good." ob the ponies and the other half got amined her as he chafed her hands.
brown spots.
glossy.
ily. arrives at the ruins of the ranch and
jected
Pardaloe. "Owls sing low away.”
She seemed asleep. Overcome by
learns the story of the raid from Monica.
"What now?" exclaimed Bowie, the long strain of deadly fear and
After a trying and difficult trip across when it rains ”
the plains and mountains from Texas
“So do rifles with priming pans,” enraged. "Have we got no horses?" extreme fatigue, wet and weary
to California, youthful Henry Bowie, a
"Only three that Simmie hobbled though she was, nature had asserted
“But a Colt gun
Texas adventurer, with his friends. Ben added Bowie.
Pardaloe and Simmie. an Indian scout, works, wet or dry. And darkness before the panther jumped 'em.”
itself. To awaken her now—to be
sight the party of Indians who have
"Panther?”
snapped the be sure she wus only sleeping—he
doesn't help bows and arrows any.”
carried off the two little girls.
Going over every angle of the wildered Texan.
chafed her temples. Pardaloe. fol
"That’s what started the row."
lowing instructions. did the same
coming encounter, and with Bowie
CHAPTER III—Continued
Bowie turned from the fire. He for his charge. The younger girl
giving directions as to how to meet
every emergency he could think of. stumbled over something lying at began to sob faintly—as if all
"Now. Henry,” cautioned the scout the Texans slowly and cautiously his feet.
strength had already been spent in
as the three walked through the walked down the long ridge that led
"It’s a prisoner," he exclaimed. anxiety and tears.
The sobbing
pines, “don’t go too fast If them toward the Indian camp. The sky "And there’s the other.”
awakened her older sister, who slow
Injuns are cannibals they'd just as was already overcast, and the short
He bent down and inspected the ly opened her eyes. and. as he bent
lief eat us as they would the other southern twilight soon plunged the nearest captive lying trussed like a over her. she looked into Bowie's
fellows . . . How many did you say canyon into black night, relieved wild animal. Bowie felt the body— face.
they was, Simmie?”
only by the two fires burning in there was breath and warmth.
In spite of himself, he aturtcd.
"Around fifty; maybe a few mid-camp. Reaching a hiding point “Take care of the other. Ben.” he
The child's eyes were dark, large,
more.”
close behind the horses but over said, drawing his hunting knife. gentle, yet they came as a shock.
"Never mind the few. Fifty is looking the camp and well within “The wrists are tied so tight the
In a brief confusion he could only
plenty and we—three!”
sound of its voices. Bowie and Parda flesh has swollen over the things.” realize that he had never seen such
"Don’t worry. Ben,” counseled loe disposed themselves behind a
Working with care, he managed eyes. They rested on him for only
Bowie. "They haven’t got us yet." rock whence they could spring in to cut the thongs from the tortured
a moment, then their tranquil light
The three Texans were seasoned stantly into action. The half-breed I wrists. The ankles were as bad.
changed to dread, and as they
in tracking and scouting. Pursuing
stole stealthily away and was at He snipped the rawhide strips that closed on the face bent above her
their long way down the canyon, once lost in the darkness.
, pinioned the arms and legs and tears rolled from under the long
they scattered when nearing the war
Rain borne in on a west wind
lashes. He placed her so she could
party and. after appointing a ren
was beginning to spit, and the twain
sit partially upright with her back
dezvous, disposed themselves so
in hiding covered their rifle pans
against a small sycamore.
that each could best scout for him
with the skirts of their buckskin jack
He worked so long with his charge
self the camp’s activities.
ets. To await in the secrecy of
that
Pardaloe became impatient
After a time Bowie reached the
night a concerted signal; to attune
and. priming his rifle afresh, started
rendezvous first. Pardaloe straggled
the ears to painful alertness while
off after something for breakfast.
cautiously in with Simmie just be
trying to strain out the murmur of
Despite the savagely cruel treat
hind him.
human voices, lest the soft coo of
ment of the child, the ravages of
“Simmie’s
right,”
murmured
the false owl be lost; to watch with
distress and weeping, the frock in
Bowie. "They have two bound pris
straining eyes every move of the
disarray, the disheveled hair, the
oners. They must be saved before
milling savages as they threw them
scratched and bruised legs and
they're knocked in the head.”
selves down to sleep—all of this
arms, the features pitifully streaked
The Cr^?k was not hopeful. “One
kept the two Texans pitched high
with soil and caked with tears,
of ’em tried to set up. An Injun
in anxiety. An hour must still pass
something told Bowie that thia
MADE BY KELLOGGS IN BATTLE CREEK
knocked him right over."
before Simmie could act, and it
youngster was not a common waif.
"Well, boys. I don't know how you
passed fearfully slowly.
Pardaloe came out of the chapar
feel.” said Bowie, "but I’m not go
Finally Pardaloe muttered.
ral with a doe alung over hia shoul
ing to let these redskins eat two
Friendship of Children
Aim la First
“What’s happened to Simmie?”
der. and while Simmie started a
white folks. I'm going into them."
The
art
of
a
thing
is,
first.
Its
Better
to be driven out from
“I don't know what has happened
fire. Bowie rummaged some of the
“You'll never come out, Henry.”
aim, and, next, its manner of ac among men than to be disliked of
to Simmie. but something has hap
Spanish
loot
recovered
from
the
war
predicted the scout.
children.—Dana.
pened to the horses.” whispered
party. It had been carried tn a complishment.—Bovee.
“Maybe no, maybe yes. Who can
Bowie. "Listen!”
buckskin
bag,
and
in
this
he
found
a
tell? What do you say. Ben?”
The neigh of a pony caused the
large mug. curiously chased, and
“I say steal a tew ponies and
exclamation. An answering tram
from
the brawling stream below the
make fast tracks away from the
pling and million of the horses de
camp he brought good water.
varmints.”
clared trouble to the ears of Bowie
He had left the younger of the
“How do you feel, Simmie?”
and his scout But what was it all
girls lying on the ground near the
The half-breed grinned. “I say
about? Before such a question could
elder. On his return he found the
what you say.”
be asked the crack of a pistol in
younger lying with her head in the
"Want to go in with us, Ben?”
stead of the coo of an owl caused
lap of the elder, and he imagined
asked Bowie.
the two to spring to their feet The
them sisters.
"Bound to go. are you. Henry?"
camp was already stirring.
The Texans were seasoned tn
But what surprised him most was
“I am.”
“Hold your fire,” ordered Bowie
tracking and scouting.
the expression of deadly fear in the
The scout shifted his empty cheeks
in an undertone. "Get in front of
eyes of the elder girl as he walked
around mournfully on an imaginary
the horses, quick." The two scram turned the captive's face toward the toward her, bolding the cup of wa
quid. "Well, I enlisted for the ex-
fire.
bled hastily to the position they
ter in his hand. When she saw him
pedish, Henry. Guess I’m under
“It’s a child!” he exclaimed.
wanted and threw their rifles to their
approaching
she quickly drew the
orders."
"So’s this one,” announced Parda
shoulders. “Take the second fellow-
little sister closer to her breast as
They discussed rapidly one plan
loe
a
few
feet
away.
up." shouted Bowie, ‘Til get the
of attack after another. All agreed
Bowie shook his prisoner gently if suspecting an effort to part them.
first." The two rifles cracked al-
Bowie smiled to show his friend
that the important thing for their
and
spoke. There was no response.
most together.
Natica N
d s
liness: the gesture meant nothing to
own welfare was a supply of horses.
Yet
the
prisoner
was
breathing.
He
“Yell!” cried Bowie to Pardaloe.
the
frightened
stranger.
With
every
To take but a few of these would
More* Vi l imin',
turned the head for close inspec
setting a fine example himself.
be to invite the savages’ pursuit.
“It’s a white child.
This step he took her pitiful dread in
Simmie ran up from behind. With tion.
creased. When he bent down on one
The bunch, Bowie declared, must
and Minerals
an earsplitting ferocity he raised war party hasn't come from an In knee and held out the water she
be stampeded in the melee.
dian
fight.
They
’
ve
raided
a
rancho
his own voice. The Indians now
grew hysterical, closed her eyes
“But if you stampede the ponies,”
came on the dead run for the horses, . . . What's your name?” He spoke tight and turned her head away.
said Pardaloe, “who’s going to catch
to
the
captive.
A
pair
of
large
dark
brandishing tomahawks. The war
He laughed and spoke. “Don't be
’em? We ll be footin’ it again."
riors were met by the bullets from eyes stared in silent fear at him. afraid. This is only water for you
“The only way to cover that,”
He
felt
the
clothing
His
hand
two pistols and the revolver. The
to drink.”
Bowie continued, "would be for Sim
onslaught of the Indians proved dis grasped a skirt. “By heaven. Ben.
The words drew no response. “Of
mie to sneak in and hobble five of
astrous to themselves.
Simmie I believe it's a girl.”
course.” he said to himself, “she
those saddled horses before the
“
Same
here,
”
said
Pardaloe.
jumped into action with his hatchet,
alarm’s given.”
“So.” said Bowie quietly, "that knows no English. What can I do?”
seconded by the fire of bis com
The panic-stricken child would not
"Henry's got it all laid out, Sim-
was
their game. They’ve killed the
panions.
The savages recoiled.
look
up. Bowie perceived it must be
mie,” commented Ben Pardaloe
Bowie, dodging hatchets as best he rest and carried off two girls . . . a trial of endurance. While Simmie
skeptically.
What's
your
name?
”
he
asked
as
he
“I don't think so much of an ad- could, ran in to where the captives chafed the swollen wrists. ‘Tell me and Pardaloe were roasting the sad
dle of venison at the fire Bowie sat
vance stampede,” admitted Bowie. lay. Here three warriors stood their where you live.”
in front of the girls, watching them
"If we clean out the Indians we’ll ground and attacked him. Bowie,
There
was
no
answer.
Efforts
to
clubbing his empty rifle, laid about
take their horses. If they clean us
make the other child speak were and thinking. After a time he looked
toward his older charge. She was
out we shan’t need horses. I’m de him. The long, heavy steel bar equally fruitless.
stealing a glance at him. “Why be
pending on the night surprise and made a formidable weapon.
“Well, we’ve got to get away
They, were fighting in the fitful
afraid?” he asked very softly. "We
the gunfire—and the old Texas yell
from here,” said Bowie finally.
are your friends.
—long and loud. There’s a moon light of the campfires, sputtering
“These girls may be Indian, but I
now
in
the
falling
rain.
Swinging
"This”—he pointed to the cup—
tonight. But if signs are any good
don't believe it Here comes Sim
“is water. See!” He held the cup to
there’s a better prospect for rain the rifle fast and sweeping it in
mie
with
the
horses."
he
added
furious half circles, bringing it vi
his lips, drank a little and poured a
than moonlight.”
“These birds will be after us at day
little on the ground.
"That suits me,” grinned the ciously down on heads and shoul
break.
Let's
get
going.
”
ders and dancing about as he dodged
Some advantage, he perceived,
Creek
The Texans were in strange coun had been gained; she no longer
“Well, just what have we got to tomahawks, Bowie had bis hands
try, but they were old in frontier averted her head but timidly
full.
fight with?” asked Pardaloe.
ways, and they let the horses jog watched him. Yet every time he
He
was
holding
his
own
against
“Enough.” said Bowie. "I’ve got
along, confident that they would get held out the cup she turned her
my rifle and knife and my Colt spin odds when the chief directly facing
them out of the mountains, through face. He could only laugh and keep
ner. Ben, you’ve got your rifle, him, seeing the fight was going
the foothills and to open country if trying; she was equally persistent
pistol and knife. Simmie’s got the against him with one of his men on
Note the benefits of delicious oranges
they were let alone.
the
ground
and
the
other
swaying
in refusing.
same. That’s eleven shots before
Much to the relief of the refugees,
drunkenly
on
his
knees,
sprang
Smiling. Bowie called to Simmie,
Government nutritionists say: Fully half our families get too few
using the knives. Simmie’s good
the rain clouds scattered at day “Slice off a little strip of that veni-
for eight or ten men himself, Let’s back, flung his tomahawk at Bow
vitamins and minerals to enjoy the best of health! So make ityaar
ie’s head, and quickly fitted an ar break. The air was clear and chill. son and bring it here, Simmie. Per
go.”
family rule to enjoy oranges every day.
row to his bow which was slung The men saw dimly before them, as haps it’s hunger she feels.”
ust peel and eat them for grand summer refreshment. Or keep
from his sboulder. The hatchet, as tar as the eye could reach, a rolling
Again he suffered defeat
She
CHAPTER IV
ig pitcher full of fresh orangeade handy.
Bowie ducked, caught him on the country and, rising out of the morn would have none of the roasted meat
ing shadows on the western horizon, held temptingly before her on the
shoulder.
An »-ounce glass of juice gives you aU the vitamin C you nor
To attack a victorious war party
mally need each day. Also adds vitamin! A, Bi and G, and the
Despite the hard crack the Texan a vast expanse of sea.
point of a stout twig. Bowie took a
of fifty-odd Indians would have ran in. The Indian, a man of great
Bowie shouted and pointed, “The little bite of the meat himself to
minerals faJtium, phoiphcrm and inn.
seemed a mad undertaking, even a size and strength, wearing a neck ocean, boys! The Pacific! It’s Cali-
prove it was good. No signs, ges
This summer the wonderfully juicy California oranges are nlenti-
century ago, to any but Texan fron lace of bear claws, fought the white fornia!”
tures or supplications moved his
ful in aU lizn. Those stamped ■'Sunkist'’on the skin are Batftrjnitt
tiersmen — men who took long man with his hands. In this savage
There was less enthusiasm from stubborn captive.
and Evtrj mt/ Order them today.
chances and relied chiefly on wit Bowie realized that he had met his his comrades. Simmie grinned be
Discouraged and annoyed, Bowie
Copyright, 1940, California Frail Crawrrr Kirhaaga
and resource to meet an emergency.
cause
he
was
pleased
with
what
match. Almost instantly he found
walked down to where Pardaloe was
But these three men, two of them,
his injured right arm in the Indian's ever pleased everybody. Pardaloe finishing his ample venison break
at least, young in years though vet
grasp, with iron fingers clutching stared vacantly. His ponderous jaws fast. “Come over here. Ben,” said
erans in frontier fighting, canvassed at his throat and a second tomahawk moved slowly and spasmodically on
Bowie testily.
"See whether you
the situation pretty thoroughly in
upraised. While he struggled to free an imaginary chew of tobacco.
can make this girl eat or drink. I
their discussion. The Indians would
"Ben, you don’t seem enthusiastic can't do a thing with her.”
himself, his wind cut completely off.
never have stopped to camp in mid
he was reduced in the fierce strug over the new country,” said Bowie.
The efforts of the tall awkward
afternoon had they not been sure
gle to one defense. With a ferocious “Man alive, don’t you know you’re scout to make an impression were
that they were safe from further kick born of desperation the choking now in the land of plenty? That
more spectacular but not more suc-
pursuit. They had chosen a spot man caught his enemy below the you’re where Dan’l Boone wanted to
cessful.
His antics drew laughs
easily defended and were evidently belly and at the same time threw lay his bones? Where you’ll see Kit
from his companions but the child
giving themselves a rest to gorge himself violently backward
on the Carson after a while.”
only quailed.
a big supper.
“Kit Carson?” echoed Pardaloe.
ground, landing his enemy in the
“She thinks you're crazy, Ben,”
“You can see, Ben,” said Bowie embers of the nearest fire.
“Himself. He's out here some- murmured Simmie appraisingly.
to brace up his scout, "these devils
Screaming with pain, the savage wheres.”
"Hold on, boys,” exclaimed Bow
have been chased hard. They think still clung to the choking Texan,
“Not nigh so much of a man as ie suddenly. "I'll bet I’ve got the
it’s al) over—they think they’re safe. but, managing to grip his bowie bis brother,” declared Pardaloe cas- key to this puzzle. Stand away."
A good noise and some shooting knife before he lost consciousness, ually. “Where you going to camp,
He picked up the cup of water,
will scare them to death.
We Bowie plunged it into his enemy’s Henry? I’m hungry and cold enough looked intently at the child whose
couldn’t pick a better time. All I back in time to loosen the deadly to eat tanbark.” They were follow searching eyes were fixed on his
Th" adTTr!i,wr ««suree us that his goods
want is to get bold of those two fingers from his windpipe. Parda ing the course of a creek and chose own, and, holding out the cup, made
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invites us to compare them
prisoners and what horses we need loe ran to him, and Bowie, knife an open space on a high bank of the the sign of the cross slowly over if
with others. Wedo. Should ho relax tor a minute and lot his standards drop,
. . . Simmie, it’s time for you to still in hand, threw off the dying stream. “Hunt up some driftwood, and put it to his lips.
wo discern it We tell others Wo cease buying his product. Therefore ho
start—the camp’s quiet—they’ll be enemy and staggered to his feet. Simmie,” said Bowie, “and get a
keeps up the high standard of his wares, and the prices as low as possible.
(TO HE CONTINUED)
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