Thursday, Aug. 20, 1942
SOUTHERN OREGON MINER
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Against that dark background,
the observance of Labor day will
have a special significance in the
United States this year. More than
ever it will belong not to union
labor nor to non-union labor, not
to the A FL nor the CIO but to
the American people and the peo
I I A T U K
ple of the United Nations. It will
belong to all men everywhere who
By LYTLE HILL
work with hand or brain or heart
FREE LABOR AND THE WAR for the destruction of Axis tyran
ny and who have a deep conviction
('llAFTER VII
The most momentous Labor dhy that "Free Labor Will Win."
in history will be observed by the
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American peeople on September 7.
On this day millions of American
Dave Bruce, out of a job. arrives at
workmen will signify their deter
Wilbur Ferris' Cross-Bar ranch Curran,
the foreman, promises him a Job It he
mination to out-produce the s.u
can break a horse called Black Dawn.
labor of Axis-dominated Europe
When he succeeds, he discovers Curran
and Asia in the manufacture of
expected the horse to kill him
A girl
war weapons. This »lay will be a
named laris rides up. angry with Dave
summons to rally around the slo
for breaking "her" horse
She refuses
to S|>eak to Dave aven when he uses
gan, "Fiee Labor Will Win."
'N
his
savings
to
pay
off
the
mortgage
on
Donald M Nelson, chairman of
the small ranch she shares with her
the War Production board, recent
foster father, a man named Bosket
ly issued a report covering the
When Hooker la killed by a shot fired
through the window Lois has Dave ar
progress of the war effort in the
rested for murder
F.neouraged by Cur
first six months of 1942. he show
ran. the local people have broken Into
ed that American industry and la
the jail and dragged Dave to a tree
bor are turning out munitions of
where they are going to hang him.
all kinds at a rate almost three
Among the crowd Dave sees laris
American crew» of U. S. Flying times as great as that before the
Fortresses are shown cycling to the treacherous attack on Pearl Har
DiaheveJed, the clothes almost
spot where their giant bombing bor. Nelson's report was no poliy-
torn from the upper part of his
planes await their use—somewhere ana document. He admitted that a
body, Dave wax thrust forward.
in Britain. These are the crews long, hard road stretches ahead
"Here y'ure. Miss Lois," shouted
that have probably gone into action and warned that "too much boast
Curran exultantly.
"Here's the
before this, laying “eggs" on stra ing" about our achievements was
measly skunk who killed yore dud.
"Yuk ain't got ncthlug lo si y?" sarete»! Curran.
tegic German towns.
“altogether premature."
and yo're goln' to have the honor
The WPB report detailed the
I of touchin’ him off, accordin' to ped to Black Dawn's side and laid toward the higher mesa
FOR SAI-E Red roan Durham gains in production as follows:
1 scrub brushed his flanks, now and
her hand upon his neck
1 custom."
The
output
for
all
munitions
for
bull. J. B Jones, 7 Plaza. 31-32
A sufferer from celiac, rare dis i Dave straightened himself and
The shouts and curses had died again he kicked uwuy a shower of
the first six months of 1942 was
14 times as great as that of the ease that calls for a banana diet, looked straight into the girl's face. away into complete silence as lh< »tones At last the upper mesa
little Helen Gottlieb, of Brooklyn, is He didn't want to die. but he had
last scene of the tragedy came on was reached and before Dave real-
entire 12 months of last year.
shown in the arms of patrolman
Merchant ship tonnage delivered .Andrew Radtke after he had faced death t<a> many times to the stage Thia was the climax of ized it Black Dawn had come to a
was 133 per cent greater than in brought her a bunch of bananas. flinch from it now that his time the afternoon's entertainment In standstill In front of the cabin,
looming darkly up out of the
1941.
Owing to shipping conditions the seemed to have come But through another moment Dave Bruce would
The number of anti-aircraft fruit is now rare, and the child's his mind old Hooker's words were be dancing at the end of the long scrub.
Dave slipped from the saddle
rope, gurgling, and clawing help
guns manufactured was about 34
mother was forced to appeal to the running,:
"You promised me you'll look lessly with his hands in bin effort and caught Ix>ls in his arms. Hr
times greater than that of the en police when unable to get a supply.
carrie»! her Inside the cabin and
! out for Lois if anything happen» to free himself.
tire previous year.
i to me."
The production of tanks showed
, Then suddenly Lois leaped and laid her on the bunk. He heard a
nicker somewhere,
and
Those words, cut off by the roar whnt happened next was some- horse
a tremendous increase.
of the explosion from the assas thing entirely unforeseen by any Black Dawn's trumpeting answer
The production of machine tools
Then sounded the thud of hoof»
sin's revolver. And, "She never had man in that crowd.
in the six months was 77 per cent
a chance, poor kid."
of that of the 12 previous months.
For. with a swift bound, the girl and the stallion wax gone.
Dave found the lump and lit It
Somehow it seemed to Dave was astride Black Dawn behind
Contrast the American picture
He was surprised how hi» finger»
easily
if
that
he
could
go
more
Dave,
and
quick
as
a
flush
her
with that of Europe. Hitler is the
DAYTIME FROCK
Lois believed he was not old arm shot up A blade was seen to were shaking. He looked at Lota
crudest slave master in history.
Pattem No. 8174--Here is ,a Workers receive the minimum
Hooker's murderer.
glint in the light that came from and saw that the blood WM «Still
frock, which will become your amount of pay. Millions of foreign
The girl was looking straight the front of the Wayside Rest Hie »Mixing from the wound In her
daily standby for summer, Made workers are dragged into the
back at him. In the darkness Dave rope, severed with two quick shoulder.
He pulled down the stained over
up in printed pique or a printed Reich by force, threats or empty
could see the dark gray pools of strokes, dropped in a coil about
alls and the soaked garment be-
cotton sheer it will be the model promises. The Hitlerian labor bat
her eyes, as if lit by an inner fire. Dave’s shoulders.
you slip into foe afternoons at talions include children who, in
Someone produced a rope and
A low whistle from Lois' lips inath. eX|H>»ing the white flesh Of
home, for shopping trips, for busi America. would be receiving the
flung it over the bough. Rough And instantaneously Black Dawn the upper arm He dabbed at it
hands laid hold of - —
ness or parties. Its simplicity benefits of a greater educational
iMve and faa- went into action With a mighty with the corner of the garment,
makes it right for all occasions. system.
tened the other end about his leap the great stallion broke and, to his relief, saw Mat the
Note the clever cut which makes
neck, fashioning a hangman's through the crowd, knocking men wound wax a alight one. A bullet
Reports from Berlin admit the
this so good for larger figures—
knot. He would go to bis death at right and left. He plunged through had struck just below the collar
the pleat controlled fullness in the presence of 3,000.000 foreign work
least with dignity.
the rearing horses, which were bone and seared its way acroaa
bodice and the piecing of the skirt ers brought in from occupied coun-
them broncs'" squealing with terror, while their the flesh of the shoulder, but it
"Git
one
of
i tries to take the place of Nazis
which guarantees slimness.
shouted Curran.
riders frantically pulled leather In had apparently severed a amali
' serving in the armed forces. Oth
artery in its course. The bleeding,
A
man
leaped
from
a
horse's
order
to retain their balance.
Pattern No. 8174 is designed for er sources place this total as high
back and led it forward. Dave
Another instant and the horse, however, had almost ceased.
sizes 34, 36. 38, 40, 42, 44, 46 and as 5.000,000. The forced labor, in-
Dave lit the kerosene stove and
knew the procedure. The horse bearing his double burden, was
48. Size 36 wih short sleeves re . eluding 1,500,000 French prisoners
would be driven from beneath him, galloping along the street, gather set water on to boil He went back
quires 4*i yards 35-inch material_ and thousands of Russians, is not
and he would be left swinging - ing his mighty muscles into an to the side of the bunk and press-
classified as “foreign labor.'"
the most painful form of hanging, amazing composite of speed and e»i his fingers upon the flesh about
the artery Suddenly he was aware
Children of 15 years and older
since it took a man a full half- momentum.
have been registered in Norway
1 minute before he became uncon
The horse was through the that Lois' eyes were open and that
for compulsory labor and service
crowd before any man there had she wax looking at him
Max Stephan. 49, Detroit restau scious.
in Germany. Children from the rant owner, former German sub
"You're all right, Ml»» Lois,** he
But Lois drove her horse for recovered his presence of mind
said. "Just nicked you You don't
Baltic states have been pressed in ject but now a V. 8. citiien. who ward. "Let him ride Black Dawn," Curran was the first to do so.
to labor in German factories. Bel was sentenced to die on November she cried, "He broke him, didn't
"Stop them " he howled "Shoot mind my takin' care of yore
gian girls are being shipped into 13 for aiding Peter Krug. Naii flier he?"
wound? I wish, there was some
the hawse Shoot quick!"
the Reich to do hard labor at long whe escaped from Canada.
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Curran burst into a roar of
He loosed his six-gun. and a rat-1 disinfectant You ain't got none?"
Lois shook her head. Her eyes
hours.
laughter, "That'a sure smart of tllng volley followed close upon '
yuh. Miss Dois," he cried. "Yeah. the discharge But by this time were po»ila of unfathomable gray,
he broke Black Dawn, and Black Black Dawn and his two riders aearching Dave's for the answer
Dawn's goin' to break him hy the were half-way the length of the to her unspoken question Dave
neck!”
short street The punchers on their answered It
"You saved my life when It
Lois bent forward and whisper rearing horses were struggling
ed in the stallion's ear, then slip madly to get them under control. wasn't worth blddin' a cent in a
ped to the ground. "Git him up. There came a wild dash in pursuit thousand dollars on," he said hus
fellers,” chortled Curran. "Bruce
They might ax well have chased kily. "No. I didn't kill Mr Hooker
yore race is run, and yo’re goin' the wind Black Dawn was already Some skunk Shot him through the
to do some real fancy high-step- past the last light of the town and window while we was talkin' I
pin 'tangos Say, ain't yuh got no outside revolver range. Lois, seat can't say more than that You can
halter on that haw»», Miss Lois?" ed upon his haunches behind Dave believe me or not just as you
he continued.
guided the stallion with her knees, please No, you got to believe me
"He doesn't need a halter. He'll
_ from a | Lois."
Dave was awakening
"I guess I do," I »is answered
stand til) I give him the word to daze. The events of the last thirty |
"I'd never have saved you me and
seconds
had
been
so
monstrously
go "
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Curran roared with glee. "That's 1 different from what he had ex Black Dawn If I hadn't believed
sure some haws»," he shouted ■ pected. Now he understood He you He didn’t often make mis
"Keep outer his way when he does | turned round, shifted a little to takes in judging men, Mr Hooker
git to movin', fellers, because he’ll I ward the horse's withers, extend didn't. It was only because you
move fast and quick. Fork this ed his arm to hold Lois in her broke Black Dawn. I reckon I
hombre acrost him!”
i couldn't stand for that not know
place.
A little cautiously, for the repu
“Leave me alone!
I-eave me ing who you were." Her voice
trailed away weakly. "How long
tation of the black stallion was alone!" sh»- whispered fiercelv.
known to all, the group that held
But Dave still held her and the have we been here?" she asked
“Not more than fifteen minutes
Dave dragged him to Black black stallion rushed on thtough
Dawn's side and raised him, forc the night across the range, and to I'm heatin' some water to clean
ing one leg across and thrusting ward the uplands, while the yells your wound. I 1 had to "
"That was kind of you,” she an
the toe of the boot into the stir of their pursuers died away be
swered, with the simplicity of a
rup. But Black Dawn stood like a hind them.
graven image, utterly motionless,
On and on through the night, child. There was not the least em
Have for a trembling of his flanks. black as pit<A, the great stallion barrassment In her face or voice,
Ensign Ann Bernatitus, who waa the only navy nurse on the island
Dave wondered, incongruously sped like the wind over the range. and she let Dave sponge the wound
of Correridor and who made a dramatic escape to Australia in a sub
enough,
why they hadn't bound Minutes went by and Black Dawn’s with a piece of clean cotton ma
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marine, is shown with Lieut. Thomas C. Griffin of Chicago, during a
his arms.Then he remembered. A I pace did not slacken. But sudden teria) In a small tin trunk that she
tour of a war plant there. They are standing beside a riveting machine.
strangling man claws instinctively 1 ly Dave was aware that Lois wax showed him under the bunk. He
Griffin was one of the fliers of Gen. Jimmy Doolittle's parly that
at the rope by which he is suspend-1 slumping, toward him. He grasped bandaged it with strips, passing
them around the neck to hold
bombed Tokyo last April.
ed, prolonging the agonies of • lie,
her [UUIC
more lUIIUjf,
firmly,
death and increasing the amuse-'
"Leave me—alone!” she mut- them
"How you feelin'?” Dave asked
ment that his hanging offers.
j tered.
Dave sat the black stallion dis
Something wet was dripping anxiously.
dainfully, making no attempt at upon Dave's fingers. He extended i "I'm better now."
"Think yuh could eat some
resistance. But again he sought them and found a wet patch upon
Lois' eyes, and again he saw the the girl's overalls, near the shoul- thing? Or maybe a cup of coffee?
I could make that quick for you ?
girl’s eyes fixed on his And all of i der.
There was a faint smile on her
a sudden it seemed to him as if a
"Lois you're hit!" he cried.
triple understanding had been ef
"Leave me alone, I tell you It’s face. "You're not thinking about
yourself, are you?" she asked
fected between himself and the nothing. I'm taking you "
girl and the big horse. He felt
But her voice failed her. And it "Suppose that crowd comes here
Address
that Black Dawn recognized his was with the utmost difficulty on the chance of finding you?”
mastery of him.
that Dave, seated in front of her,
(TO BE CONTINUED)
"We’re Just about ready, Miss could contrive to keep his seat and
Lois,” shouted Curran. "Just a also hold her on the back of the
Name or papar
moment, though.
Bruce, yuh, horse, who showed no signs of
might as well confess as how yuh slackening his speed. Dave was
Pattern Ni
murdered Mr. Hooker, onions yuh powerless to control him, while to
want to go to hell with a lie on attempt to bandage Lois’ wound
Send 18 cents in coin, 'for
each pattern deslredi to—
yore soul. Got anything to say? was out of the question.
Mebbe a last message for yore
In the dim starlight Dave tried
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feller, we're listenin’.’1
seemed to him that the horse was
Dave, looking contemptuously taking
them
straight
toward
upon the grinning throng, return Hooker's cabin.
ed no answer.
It was not until then that he
“Yuh ain’t got nothing to say?" realized that the severed hang
sneered Curran. "Mebbe you'd like man’s noose was still about his
Remember Bataan
to lead us in psalm? Well, yuh’ll neck. Dave uncoiled It with one
Invert
talk plenty when yuh feel the rope hand and was about to throw it
tightenin’. Which bein' so. we're away. Then he realized that its
A Dime Out of
ready for yuh, Miss Lois."
discovery would give the clue to
Every Dollar in
Lois moved slowly forward. their flight. He fastened it instead,
With her eyes still fixed intently i about his saddle-horn, where his
upon Dave's, she had the appear lariat was coiled.
The horse was straining upward
ance of a sleep-walker. She step-
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