Friday, Dec. 13, 1940
SOUTHERN OREGON MINER
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RUTH WYETH
SPEARS
nJ. Ph ¡lüpf'
a widow woman." the old man said.
“She made me claim him or she
She did not sleep that night. Sit­ wouldn’t marry me. I was young,
George McAusland was 38 years old
REVOLT FROM A RADIO
Wh-n
sailed from America >o under­ ting by George's bed. she had time wanted a woman any price at all;
Elmer
Twitchell is suffering from
take his post as a missionary in the Fiji to put all these new things in order
and for all I knew then. Peter’d
Islands. A crime he had committed In
what la coming to be known as
a fit of excitement had shattered all his in her mind Uncle Tom dead. Cap­ make a man and a good son for
"radio chills." He
confidence in himself He felt forced to tain Corr ill. dying, perhaps dead me. I gave him and you alike al­
avoid pretty Mary Doncaster, who board­
is
beginning to
ed the ship at Honolulu. She was en even now. Peter, with that vein of ways. Richard; but you’re a man,
shiver at the very
route to visit her parents, who were mis­ malicious humor in him still, that and he's not.
I knew that sure,
sight of a radio.
sionaries on Gilead Island
Mary was
attracted by George's attempts to avoid trick of teasing her in ways that after his first time at sea. The sea
"Yes," admitted
Peter was uncomfortable winnows a man. Richard; blows the
her. One day George accidentally fell hurt.
Elmer today,
overboard Mary uifhesltattngly dove into about her uncle's death, as though chaff away and shows you what he
the sea to rescue George, who falls in
"I’m afraid of the
love with her When the boat approached he felt some doubts of his own con­ is underneath. It didn’t need that
darned tiling. It
her home on Gilead Island, they learned duct on that occasion. Tommy hat­ business of Tbm Hanlme to show me
used to be fairly
that Mary's parents had both died.
1 knew peaceful; at least there was nothing
George volunteered to take charge of ed him. That was clear. Tommy the inwardness of Peter.
the mission and asked Mary to be his blamed him; but Tommy was before. I wasn’t fooled,” he said.
about it to intimidate me. It was
wife She accepted his clumsy proposal, young, his emotions likely to over­
"So I cast him out. It's all in my just a piece of furniture between the
and they left the ship to live in her for­
mer home on the island. The scanty rule his judgment Probably Peter will. Dick. Lawyer Ashburn’s got it piano and
the vestibule, or a table
dress of the natives shocked George at deserved no blame at all.
at home. A dollar to Peter that ornament with cigar ashes all
first, but he soon became reconciled to
But Mary thought most of all of was never mine, and the rest to you
their customs
Mary discovered that
around it.
Corkran. a sailor friend of George s, had Richard, somewhere outside the bay that was always my own son.”
• •
come there to help George and Mary if in the Venturer, probably watch­
Richard's pulse-beat choked him.
they needed hr n. Their peaceful life
“1 may not have been overfond of
Just as she Captain Corr's eyes were closed
was interrupted one day when a ship ing his father die.
it. but I considered it a good friend.
stopped in the harbor in search of watched beside George here. She
now; but the old man said softly:
It was a bit obstreperous at times
pearls. They see the pearl divers at­
tacked and their schooner sunk by a would see him in the morning; and
but never savage. It was even safe
“
I
could
always
brag
about
you,
pirate ship. The pirates head their boat she was at once eager and uneasy,
for women and children to handle.'*
toward the bay near their village. George remembering that letter of which he Dick.”
Here Elpter looked nervously
sends Mary inland for safety and walks
He
seemed
to
smile,
but
he
did
down to the beach, alone and defense­ had made a jest. She had found it
around and shed a few tears.
less. to meet the unwelcome visitors. in a book called "The Complete Let­ not speak again. He did not know
when
his
father
died,
till
Isaiah
Natives carry him back to Mary hours
later, shot through the shoulder
Na­ ter Writer." It was headed: . "A came at last to peer over his shoul­
“The breakfast food, hair oil.
tives killed the pirates that night and Young Man Seeks the Acquaintance
chocolate bar and gasoline talks
set their boat afire. The boat was still of a Lady he Loves." She had der and to say:
burning when the long-awaited whaler,
were annoying at times, but they
“He’s gone.”
thought it beautiful, had copied it,
the Venturer, arrived.
Richard looked down, and he saw never made my hair stand on end,"
using Richard's name and her own,
continued Mr. Twitchell. "And the
in a sort of make-believe, never this was true. His father was dead. minute I neard some radio voice
He was Captain now.
meaning it tc be seen by anyone.
CHAPTER VII—Centinucd
He rose. He went on deck. He say: This is the Peter Pipp Almond
And in school next day, she was
Program* I didn't have to duck or
They sat together in the big reading it secretly behind the screen saw their position, said to Mat have a battle for civilization hurled
Forbes:
of
her
geography
when
Peter
room, near enough George to hear
"Mr. Forbes, my father is dead, Smack into my lap!
any movement he might make, or rei »'hed over her shoulder and
• •
Keep
her off and on. I'll be busy
snai
ed
it
away.
any sound. Mary said: “I’m sorry
“
A
few
words
about a tooth pow­
After school was out she begged for a while.”
about Cap’n Corr. Peter."
der
weren't
a
prelude
to all the
He returned below. He went into
“He’s dying.” he told her. “Pm Peter to give the letter back to her;
ghastly details of a bombing raid.
the
cabin
and
closed
the
door.
Alone
pretty sure of that” He added: but he refused, insisting that he
About the worst I had to fear from
“Richard has been mate since your would deliver it to Richard, for there, tender as a woman, he shaved the radio in the old days was some
his
father
’
s
dead
face,
and
dressed
whom
it
was
intended.
Mary
prayed
uncle was killed. I’m second, and
Hackensack Lady Duo or the voice
Mat Forbes came aft to take my him not to, and secretly hoped he him in seemly garments. While he of the man who urges radio fans to
was alone with his father he had watch their innards and buy the Key
place. If Father dies. Richard will
considered the problem which the
be captain."
to Vigor & Vim for >1.50 before it
old man’s revelation presented, goes to >2 25.
She thought this was a curious
been
no
chance
to
ask
There
had
• •
thing for Peter to say. He seemed
Captain Corr whether Peter knew
to feel that his father’s prospective
“
1
could
even
ignore
my radio and
the truth about himself; but Richard
death was merely incidental to Rich­
assume it was out of order and per­
was
sure
he
did
not.
Richard
even
ard's advancement Thinking
fectly harmless
thought Peter need never know.
Tommy, she suggested: 'Tell
But them days is
When
they
reached
New
Bedford,
he
about Uncle Tom.”
gone. It's now a
might go first to lawyer Ashburn constant menace.
Peter hesitated. "Why, I did
and arrange for the destruction of I have a feeling it
you,” he said, after a moment
the will—since he himself would be can snap, snarl
“I mean—all about it” she urged,
the only loser—and then he and Pe­ and bite me."
and smiled. “If we don't talk we’ll
ter could share alike as legal heirs.
• •
go to sleep, Peter."
He fixed on this intention; but if
Elmer
was
“Well, it was a bowhead," Peter
the secret were to be kept, Isaiah plainly all upset. "It’s become a
reluctantly explained. “We were on
and Hiram must be warned to si­ thing of blitzkriegs and bombs and
Japan. This was a lone bull. We
lence. So he told them crisply that bullets. I'd just as so<;n have a
all lowered, but we had a long pull;
they were to forget what they had tank in the room. In fact. I'd rather
and we spread out and when he
heard.
have a tank, provided it was wired
came up to blow it was your uncle’s
They assented. Hiram with a word, for just the baseball scores and rac­
boat was nearest The whale was
Isaiah more volubly.
ing results.
between him and me, Richard off to
• e
George for much of the night had
the wind’ard. I put for the whale,
been restless and muttering in delir­
“Having a radio is almost the
and so did your uncle’s boat; but he
ium; but toward morning he fell so same as going to war. It's worse
beat me by a little.”
deeply asleep that Mary leaned over in a lot of ways. In a war there are
“With you so near!” she whis­
him to make sure he was still periods when you are too far back
pered ruefully. “Couldn’t you do
breathing.
to know what's going on up front.”
anything?"
• •
She was sticky hot, and the
“I wasn't close enough to do any­
At this point Mr. Twitchell put on
thought of the swimming pool that
thing," Peter asserted, arguing as
was cool and solitary. She took a a gas mask, grabbed a gun and
much with himself as with her. "The
towel and went down the path. The started crawling across the floor
whale smashed them, and then he
Venturer was moving into the bay; toward his radio set, using the olher
started looking for more trouble.”
“Foor kid! You were a great
but there was time to be fresh and furniture for cover, "This is about
"Did you kill him?”
little girl, Mary—’’
clean before Richard came ashore. time the wife tunes in on one of
“No, I stayed to pick up the men.”
She slipped out of her clothes and those programs,” he whispered,
“I don’t see that there was any­ would. Maybe Richard would read swam lazily, like a seal, as often Elmer had plainly gone nuts.
• • «
thing you could ha.'e done, Peter.” it and come to her and take her in under water as not. Jarambo came
seeking her to say the Venturer had
"Blast it, there wasn’t!” he cried. his arms!
THAT'S MANHATTAN
But next day Peter brought her anchored and a boat was approach­ Hi.—
"I was too tar away.”
She nodded, shivering faintly at Richard's scrawled answer: “Dear ing. She told him to go meet them
Let the bird students dery this
something in the man. ‘They were Mary, don’t be a little fool. Wait and help them land. When he was one: During the wrecking of the
till you grow up. Dick."
gone, she came out of the water, she Ninth avenue elevated, the welders’
both killed? Did you get them?”
She had cried then, and hated
“No. They sank.” He added: him; yet except for that cruel note dressed and turned toward the land­ torches sent showers cf yellow
sparks to the street. Pigeons flew
“Richard got an iron into him half he had always been, in a gruff, shy ing place.
She emerged from the jungle to the scene in flocks and pecked
an hour after, killed him.”
way, nice to her.
which cloaked the path in time to at each ••kernel’’ until they became
“Richard?” She spoke her thought,
She was glad she would see him see Richard catch the rope Jaram­ disillusioned. I saw it.
not reflecting that he might think her in the morning.
bo dropped to him; and a moment
—Yankee Clipper.
word an implied criticism, "He's
The Captain's cabin on the Ven­ later, as the whaleboat lifted on the
• • •
very brave, isn’t he?”
turer was on the starboard side,
The cards some of those small
Peter laughed angrily.
"Dick opening off the common room aft, swell, he stepped nimbly ashore.
countries are getting in the Eu­
Mary
had
forgotten
how
tall
Rich
­
hasn’t brains enough to be afraid into which the companionway de­
ropean new deal arp coming
when he ought to,” he said. “If you scended. While Mary kept her vigil ard was; how tall and bronzed and
from the bottom of the pact.
dark.
He
carried
a
gun
under
his
call that being brave! You always ashore. Richard Corr sat there all
• • •
arm, and he wore a cap too small
thought a lot of Richard!”
The General Society of Mayflower
that night watching his father die. for him. His shirt was open, his
She smiled a little. ”1 certainly It was clear to Richard that no med­ lean hips tight in trousers that Descendants is out to preserve the
did! Of course, he never knew I icines now could help his father; yet seemed too scant for his powerful colonial flavor of Plymouth, Mass
existed; but I used to worship him when he heard the boat alongside, thighs. He came striding up the One home of a Pilgrim father, it is
from a distance.”
he went to the foot of the companion path and she waited without mov­ charged, has now become a hot-dog
stand. First thing we know some­
He chuckled. “Remember that to meet Ephraim Doncaster.
ing, watching the way his feet
letter you wrote him when you were
But only Mat Forbes descended. seemed to grip the ground, the body will be trying to cart off
a young one?”
“Mr. Doncaster’s dead. Mr. Corr,” swelling muscles above his knees Plymouth Rock to make an outdoor
Her cheeks burned. “I didn’t write he said. “And so is Mrs. Doncaster. as he climbed. She thought, half grill.
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it to him! It wasn’t meant for him. Your brother sent word their daugh­ smiling, how often two people thus
ZAZZING UP THE WAR
It was just an old letter I read in a ter Mary is there.”
drew together without speaking,
The bishop of Chelmford proposes
Richard dropped his eyes, seemed each trying to decide when to call that the doleful notes of the air siren
book, a love letter, and I thought
it was sweet, so I copied it! You to consider this; but actually he was a word of greeting, or to lift a hand. be abandoned and that the air raid
knew perfectly well it wasn’t meant only conscious of the fact that his
She said: "I’ve had a swim, it signal be a gay "cockadoodledoo, to
father was dying, and that Mat and was so hot.”
for Richard, Peter Corr!"
sound the note of defiance and cour­
Peter touched her hand, leaning every man aboard looked to him
age.” It's the best suggestion of
He said: “Felt good. I’ll bet.”
near her. "Poor kid! You ware a now for command and leadership.
How about patterning
She offered him her hand. His the war.
great little girl, Mary. You know, Hiram Minick and Isaiah Cappies,
after the musical auto horn. Imagine
was
hard
and
heavy
and
firm.
She
carpenter
and
cooper,
oldsters
who
you’ve grown up mighty beautiful.”
the effect on Nazi fliers to be greeted
He leaned back again. "It’s al­ had sailed with Captain Corr for asked for his father; and he said: with “Arrah Go On, You’re Only
“
He
died
about
daylight.
”
ways griped me to hear Richard many a voyage and who loved him,
Fooling.”
“I’m sorry.”
read that letter of yours to people were here in the common room shar­
• • •
He nodded. “Yes, he died.”
SONG AFTER SEVEN
and laugh about it. I know it wasn’t ing his vigil, standing by; and Hi­
The sun shone boldly. The Ven­
ram crossed now to look in at the
Night is a mother
any joke to you!”
turer, dingy, graceless, bluff of bow
She whispered in a sort of terror: sick man. Richard asked Mat:
Climbing the stairs,
“My brother didn’t come back and stern, with draggled sails half­
“Does he read it to people?”
Locking day’s door
furled, lay to her short anchor in
He chuckled. “Oh, yes, lie kept it. himself?"
On sorrows and cares,
"No, he and Tommy stayed the bay.
He’s got it now somewhere, proba
Drying hot tears,
Richard said: “Peter sent word
ashore.”
Healing new scars,
bly.”
"Well, there’s nothing could be your folks were dead too. You been
She rose hurriedly, blindly escap­
Quieting
fears,
here all alone, have you? l»a
Lighting blue stars.
ing so he would not know her hurt. done anyway,” Richard decided.
“Not alone,” she said. "My hus­
Ira Corr spoke, Isaiah and old Hi­
—Gladys McKee.
“I’ll see how George is,” she said,
• • •
and took the lamp and went to the ram heard him, and came to the band’s with me. V.’e took Father’s
cabin door; but Captain Corr looked and Mother’s place.”
other room.
The roof of the Capitol at Wash­
“Husband?” She saw his pupils ington is being repaired. It seems
George was asleep, but she stood only at his son. He asked:
widen like a cat’s. “Who’s he?”
“Where’s Peter?"
beside him for a while, deeply shak­
there is an amusing theory that con­
«« 'Ashore, Father. We’re at Gil­
She smiled at the sudden ques­ gressmen should be protected from
en, wishing to be alone. It seemed
incredible that Richard could have ead. He’s gone to get help for you.” tion. “He's George McAusland, a wind, rain and snow.
• • •
“I’m past help, Dick,” he said. missionary, a State of Maine man.
made a jest of her letter. Some of
He was on the Sunset. We came
the absurd phrases which once had “You’ll be Cap'n by morning.”
Italy has a secret weapon.
Richard had never lied to this old from Honolulu together. He’s fine.
seemed to her so beautiful returned
But it can’t get It out of reverse.
to torment her. "I have ventured to man. “I’ll do the best I can, then,” You’ll like each other.”
He looked around as though try­
disclose my excessive passion ...” he said humbly.
A Chinese laundryman was the
"Look out for Peter.”
ing to discover the answer to some first man inducted into the draft
“Oh, do not slight a passion so
obscure enigma. “Where is he?” he army from New York. He was a
”1’11 take care of him.”
ardent . .
“The tyran* love!”
"I mean, look out for him,” Cap­ asked. "Where's Peter and Tom­ hand laundryman. This should dis­
She was hot with shame. The let­
ter was silly, of course. She knew tain Corr repeated, in clear warn­ my? Where are the natives? What’s pose of the idea that everybody
that now; but it had seemed to her ing. “You’re mine, but he’s not, wrong here?”
thinks this is a war of machinery.
Dick. Not my son. His mother was
then like a wonderful poem . . .
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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* old bath towels, some tine wire
hair pins and needle and thread
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All the directions are in the sketch.
The wire hungers are bent and
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Knowing Adversity
I account it a part of unhappi­
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I
Judge you to be miserable because
you hove not been miserable.
There is no one more unhappy
than he who never felt adversity.
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Between the years 18-11 and 1852,
the Cherokee Indians living in and
uround Tahlequah, Indian territo­
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