Southern Oregon News Review. Thursday. October 3. 1946
NEEDLECRAFT PATTERNS
Cuddly Pooch Is Loved I by All
Due I» an u n u m a llv la id e d e iiu jid and
c u r i m i condltton», k llg h tly m ure tlin e l i
r e q u lin l lo llllln it u n ic i» tur .1 few uf thè
m o li pupular p ilife ro num bers
He kissed her hard on the lips, w inding iron sta irs to the bare, un
n o ticin g h e r com plete ca lm in d if decorated room s w hich were fu r- I
nished w ith square wooden tables
ference. She was angry.
and chairs o f the k itch e n v a rie ty i
"T h a nks ever so."
M cCale went over to the b a r and
"O h, L o rd ," he groaned, "d o n 't
asked fo r J e rry Tate. The ba rm a n
go g iv in g me your im personation
Mechanical Age Proves
nodded in the d ire c tio n o f the
o f Bette D avis now. I'm going to
th ird room , ra isin g a q u izzica l eye
Benefit to A griculture
the P rin t C lub to see J e rry T a te ." <
at M cCale's fo rm a l a ttire . McCale
"Oh. a ll rig h t. Go ahead. 1 know threw h im a hard, d e lib e ra te scowl, | The production line generally is
w hat yo u ’re lik e when you sm ell and made fo r the door. Just inside considered to exist only In c ity fa c
blood, you h ound." She searched it. a young, ira s c ib le , nervous- i tories but muny> fa rm e rs today
his face q u ic k ly
"Does it look that looking m an sat alone at a table, have borrowed a leaf fro m indus
bad. Duke? I seem to have been p la yin g s o lita ire
He d id not look tr y 's book by p u ttin g th e ir g ra in
feeling it m y s e lf a ll evening, though up as M cCale sat down fa cin g him . handling operations on a p p ro x i
I ’ve trie d to te ll m y s e lf it was m y
m a te ly the same a utom atic basis.
"H e llo ,
J e r r y ,"
said
McCale.
p ro x im ity to you and one of your
A by-product of the e le ctro -a g ri
"H a v in g yo u r good-night q u a rt? "
fabulous hunches."
cu ltu re age. a system of this nature
CHAPTER V
"H i, sle u th ," he said in a rasping is applicable to bo*h sm all and large
He nodded slowly. "Y e ah . Some
voice. "W h e re have you been— a ll farm s. Here’ s how it w orks: G ra in -
th
in
g
te
lls
me
there
is
som
ething
The flash of a m illio n golden
dressed up? Is there a convention luden wagons are d rive n in to the
sparks went by th e ir table. M cC ale v e ry d ir ty afoot. It's only b reaking you had to a tte n d ? "
barn o r adjacent to a b u ild in g in
out
in
little
places
here
and
there,
looked out of the co rn e r o f his eyes
"O u t to d in n e r."
w hich the produce is to be stored
but th e re ’ s bound to be an explo
and saw that a ta ll w om an w ith
sion of some kind in the offing
I'm
" W e ll,
w e ll.
T im e s
h a v e S tationary o r portable elevators.
h a ir the color o f spun sugar was
sh
o
rt
on
in
fo
rm
a
tio
n
,
baby,
and
a
changed."
passing. He recognized her im m e
" Is n ’t it the tru th ! But you see.
d ia te ly. I t was K aren B igelow . She lit tle la te on the scene What I do.
I haven’ t forgotten the old days. I
saw h im . but gave no glance of I'v e got to do q u ic k ly ."
"W e ll, go ahead, but be sure come s tra ig h t fro m the lap o f lu x u ry
recognition. H e r eyes w ere fixed
stra ig h t ahead in a cold, h a rd glaze , when you pass the Old H ow ard to to v is it m y old pals.”
at the table where V a lla in c o u rt sat ! sta y on the other side of the s tre e t."
" I 'm a ll ago g ." The d a rk fellow
w ith the to rch singer. She d e lib e r She laughed, d ism issin g h im w ith a poured h im s e lf a fin g e r o f w hisky
re tu rn to her old facetiousness.
a te ly w alked tow ard them .
and swallowed it in one gulp. “ No
’You are a jealous w ench," he kidding. Duke. I ’ m glad to see you.
"T h a t yo u r K a re n ? " Ann w his
chided her. closing the door on her However, you’ve p ro b a b ly got an
pered.
re tre a tin g figure.
axe to grind. So give w h ile I'm s till
"U h -h u h ."
sober.”
"W e ll, I do hope th e re 'll be no
"A s usual I'm a fte r in fo rm a tio n ."
tro u b le ."
"S o -"
I f there was, i t was re m a rk a b ly
"A b ou t a g re a t big. husky, hand- >
w ell-bred and closely held. K aren
some young m an named V a lla in - ’
reached the table and spoke q u ic k
co u rt.”
ly to V a lla in c o u rt.
He looked
amazed, shaken. He tu rned to Shari
J e rry Tate gave a low w histle
L yn n once, b lin d ly . B u t the L yn n
and fixed M cCale w ith a baleful
g ir l only sat there, u tte rly relaxed,
glance
"So th e y've called in the O gpu?" I This blower - equipped hammer
her m outh a sulky sneer. K aren
took som ething fro m her bag and
"W h o ? "
mill can be fed from overhead bins
handed i t to Shari. She looked once
"T he Bigelows. Who else? How and later re-elevate the ground feed
at C u rt, a long, searching, sm ol
m uch you soaking th e m ? ”
into adjoining bins, located over the
d e rin g look, and tu rned aw ay. V a l
"N ow , see here, J e rry . I haven’t mixer.
said—"
la in c o u rt m ade a m ove to follow
her, b u t Shari caught his hand,
"Y o u d o n 't have to. I don’ t have powered by e le c tric m otors as sm all
to be a de te ctive —not even a lousy as one' th ,rd horsepower (although
d ra w in g h im back. He alm ost s tu m
r e p o r te r - to put tw o and tw o to- one o r' P referably, two horsepower
bled in the alcove.
gether
W hat I can’ t get over is m ators are recom mended by most
I t was then th a t M cCale. s w iv e l
why they’ ve le t i t slide along to th is ! « « n e u ltu ra l specialists) raise the
ing around to the s ta rtle d Ann. had
his second shock of the evening. Not
la te day. Y o u 're a b it on the ta rd y g ra in in to bins located above the
g rin d e r and m ix e r. E le c tric hoists
five tables aw ay, alm ost hidden in
side, aren’ t you?”
often
are used to t i l t up the fro n t
a corner, sat Stephen Bigelow.
“ I ’ ll say. The w edding is next
end o f the wagon, a llo w in g the g rain
There was a row o f e m p ty glasses
week, so I'm ru n n in g around in c ir
to pour out o f the end gate in to the
in fro n t o f h im as though he had
cles—but fast. W hat can you te ll
1 elevator hopper.
ordered them a ll a t one tim e . Yet
me about h im ? ”
Unground g ra in flows by g ra v ity
he did not seem to be drunk. His ■
"V e ry little . I ’ m a fra id . He hits
through chutes to a blower-equipped
eyes were sunken in th a t face so
the high spots, does a lo t of gam
! g rin d e r, w hich blows the ground
p re m a tu re ly cadaverous but they
bling, plays around fa s t and loose I g ra in back into another overhead
g litte re d w ith a cold, sardonic
Spends lots of do u g h ."
bin. fro m w hich it again g ra vita te s
am usem ent th a t was frig h te n in g .
"W here does he get it? "
by chute to the m ixe r. M ixed feed
Ann M a rrio t gripped M cC ale’s
"S earch m e.”
, is e ith e r fed out im m e d ia te ly.
nand in an im p lo rin g
gesture.
“ Oh. come n o w ."
1 sacked, re-elevated in to storage bins
“Hello,
Jerry,"
said
McCale.
" L e t's get out o f here.”
W ell, ru m o r has it th a t it comes I o r blown d ire c tly into the feed lot.
"Having your good-night quart?”
"M a yb e the fun is only ju s t be
fro m the Bigelows m o s tly ."
; Tests show that one man can unload
g in n in g ,”
he said,
ris in g
w ith
“ I doubt th a t.”
i 40 i oacj s 0, corn per day. o r a load
He chuckled to h im s e lf as he got
a la c rity .
Tate shrugged. “ Some other old of g ra in in frq m tw o to three m in
back in to the cab, g iv in g the ad
On the steps, a s lig h t a lte rca tio n dress o f the P rin t Club. The Old gal, then.”
utes, w ith an e le c tric a lly operated
"W h a t about his antecedents?" 1 elevator.
was ta k in g place. K a re n Bigelow , H ow ard, local la n d m a rk of b u r
“ Don’ t know. S prings fro m Chi- 1
swathed in ochre wool, was try in g lesque, was a standing joke be
to re s tra in a s lig h tly bedraggled, tween them . D u rin g a fo rm e r in cago. I ’ m to ld .”
“ How did he get aboard the M ay- I
fu ssily dressed woman.
M cCale vestigation, he had got h im se lf
saw th a t i t was S ylvia Bigelow , m ixe d up. alm ost fa ta lly , w ith a flow er—th a t is, how did he b u rro w
b u lg in g out o f a sheath of satin.
Brown Swiss
g ir l whose profession was appear his way into the bosom o f the Bige- !
K aren was saying, “ You m u s tn 't in g in various nig h t-clu b e x tra v a low fa m ily ? "
"W e ll, now, le t’ s see. F ir s t tim e
go in. M o th e r B igelow , you ju st ganzas. In the glow of in fa tu a tio n
can’t. L e t m e take you ho m e ."
he had n e a rly m a rrie d her. T hey'd I re m e m b e r him around the Gay ,
W hite Way, he had V ic to ria Bige- I
“ Get out of m y w a y !” the older gone to New Y o rk, where he had
intended to set up an agency fo r low in tow. V ic k y seemed to have
woman said.
h im s e lf a fte r the com pletion of his the upper hand there fo r a w hile, j
" I c a n 't le t you go in. Besides,
firs t case in Boston, but an offer of Then there were w hispers—ve ry i % '
he’s not there, S ybil. He re a lly is n ’t
seven hundred d o lla rs a week fro m soft—but whispers, m y frie n d , th a t
th e re ."
the p roducer of a higher type of en Mrs. Stephen B igelow was interest- I r
"H o w do you know ?”
te rta in m e n t had estranged them. ed—in a purely pla to n ic way. wa
" I looked.”
He ju s t couldn’ t see h im s e lf as the hope."
“ The beauteous K a re n .”
“ You cam e here to see h im ? "
husband o f a woman who was be
F ir s t im p o rta tio n of Brow n Swiss
"Y es, yes— but he isn’t here. ing cute in fro n t of an audience.
in to the United States was in 1869
Stephen
Bigeloiv
Come home w ith me, S y b il.”
He was not falsely m odest and,
The breed is w ell adapted to in te n
The grotesque S yb il hesitated a indeed, took a ra th e r harsh, cyn ica l Is Discussed
sive d a iry in g conditions.
Brow n
m om ent, her b rig h t fe ve rish eyes a ttitu d e to w a rd vice. However, th a t
" I f you Li lik e th a t type— pardon | Swiss, due to th e ir ruggedness and
searching K a re n ’s face. Then she a ffa ir was p e rm a n en tly wrecked.
m e.”
1 a b ility to consume large quanti-
pushed her fo rc e fu lly aside w ith H is in am orata had gone into her
"O
h,
well,
i
f
I
had
to
be
cast
ties o f coarse roughages as w e ll as
show, got her seven hundred per
crushing arrogance.
away on a desert island o r if some th e ir carcass value, are an ideal
week, and M cCale had given h im
ra in y afternoon—o r—"
I general fa rm breed.
se lf one big horse-laugh.
He had
The Trail Becomes
" T h a t’ s it—ju s t o r—To proceed. ! The m ilk is w hite and the fat
retraced his steps to the Hub, s ta rt
globules of m edium size. The a ve r
A L ittle Plainer
ing his business there, re ly in g a l T h a t little rom ance was short-lived.
age test is 4 per cent b u tte rfa t.
D
on’t
ask
me
w
h
y
."
“ L e t me b y ," she said, her voice together on the success of his one
Brow n Swiss are second only to
“ Maybe Stevie got w ind of i t . ”
case to get h im going.
ris in g h y s te ric a lly .
the H olstein in size among the d a iry
"Stephen
Bigelow?
T
h
a
t
washed-
There was a lim o u sin e a t the
M a tu re cows w ill weigh
up Romeo. One look fro m K aren breeds.
curb
K aren w alked to it, m oving A Newspaper Man
about 1,850 pounds. They are heav
o
r
M
other
S
ybil
would
squelch
him
.
lik e a sleepw alker. She got into it
I ’ ve seen them a ll together. I t was ie r muscled, b lo ckie r and m ore
w ithout a backw ard glance
It Gives the Lowdown
fleshy and angular than other d a iry
ro lle d away into the dark.
He l it a c ig a re tte and sat w ith his lik e a peek at the m o tive behind breeds.
L y s is tra ta —"
“ W ell, w e ll."
M cCale spoke as feet up on one of the adjustable
“ Oh, m y L ord. I f yo u ’ re going to
they settled back into th e ir ta x i "1 seats of the ta x i as it bumped along
He thought he
am m ore than ever convinced that C am bridge street.
there is a n ig g er in the Bigelow had done ra th e r well in the tim e
" T il spare you.
Speaking of
T o Q e t R j d e Qf W e e d s
he Had spent in Boston, in spite of M am a though, she had her day In
w o o d pile ."
Th
best way to help soybeans
" I should say s o ." Ann sm iled obstacles such as his decision not the sun, too. She was here and
I stay ahead of weeds is to inoculate
to
take
d
ivo
rce
cases,
not
to
hold
there
g
ig
g
lin
g
and
gooing
over
him
w e a rily. "A s our good pal. Rocky,
seed'
The presence of la rg e
w ould say—everyone seems one out on the police, not to get in the fo r quite some tim e . Nice set-up
’ f num bers of e ffective bacteria rig h t
way
of
riv
a
l
agencies.
He
had
m
an
eh?
leap ahead of a fit.”
fro m the s ta rt enables the young
Young Tate surveyed the table
It was s till qu ite e a rly. A nother aged to keep his head above w ater
plants to d ra w nitrogen fro m the
and
had
a
cquired
a
reputation
of
top w ith wise old eyes. He shook
night, they m ig h t have gone on to
a ir fo r faster growth.
honesty
and
d
iscre
tio
n
besides.
His
his head. "H e fin a lly did get around
one o r another of the nightclubs,
They q u ic k ly fill the row and
lip
curled
in
self-derision
as
he
to
Veronica.
R
ig
h
t
through
the
but M cCale was in no mood fo r it.
shade the ground, preventing weed
laughed
in
the
face
of
his
own
ex
fa m ily to the pot of gold.”
He knew A nn’ s evening was prob
grow th, conserving moisture, and
pansive ego.
ably spoiled, though she said noth
“ K in d o f roundabout, you th in k ? " lessening the need fo r cu ltiva tio n.
"N
o
sense
being
so
damned
com
ing
He reached fo r her hand, ex
"N ow , I don’ t know. I t m ay be The effectiveness of soybean inoc
He was ta lk in g to
pecting m ore of her in cu ra b le flip placent, boy.”
he thought he was being c le v e r."
u la tio n was dem onstrated at an
h
im
se
lf
lik
e
a
D
utch
uncle.
“
So
fa
r,
pancy, but she, too, seemed sunk
eastern
exp e rim e n t station.
The
McCale
rose
to
go.
"Y
o
u
don’
t
in a thoughtful depression. When you h a ve n 't got m uch fo rra d e r on
know of any tie-up between him inoculated test plots m atured into a
they drew up before the a p a rtm e n t the problem at hand.”
and Shari Lynn, the singer th a t’ s h ig h ly profitable crop due to b etter
house where she lived, she kissed
He sighed u nhappily as the cab
doubling
at the Abbey and L a tin stands, aided by abundant supply
him lig h tly before they got out, drew up w ith a screech o f brakes
of im m e d ia te ly available nitrogen.
Q u a rte r shows?"
made no re m a rk when he told the before a ta ll, g ray office b u ild in g
"N
o
th
in
g
I
can
vouch
fo
r.
They
d riv e r to w ait. As he fitted her key Between this and another older
'.nto the outside door, she spoke
s tru c tu re was a n a rro w alley, at seem to be on p re tty good term s.
" D r in k ? ”
the back of w hich could be seen a B y the way, I do know that p res
"N o.”
fa in tly lighted doorw ay.
McCale sure was b rought to hear some
W hile p u ttin g whole corn plant in
W hat are you up to? Where are made fo r this
F ro m behind the where along the line over a b it of
? .: g o in g ? "
sta rk w alls on each side o f him , he gossip Watts printed in his colum n. a silo offers the most sa tisfactory
"Places iadies don’ t grac» with could hear the ru m b le and ro a r of O rders went through to squelcn method o f .preserving m a xim u m
I f silo capacity is in-
m achinery, fo r the presses o f the anything m ore of the so rt that feed value
Ir.e ir presence.”
m
ig
h
t
come
under
the
snooping
sufficient,
the
ears m ay be snapped
biggest
newspaper
in
town
had
th
e
ir
" I ’ m w illin g to forget I'm g :id y
e y e ."
and made into ear corn silage which
home there.
.'or to n ig h t.”
“ W hich only shows th a t the g reat w ill keep w ell and produce about
She had a secret yen fo r the
The P rin t Club, where pressmen
I the same am ount o f beef. I f the soft
„e a m ie r side, the substrata, the ob and re p o rte rs gathered to d rin k and can buy p ro te c tio n ."
"O h, well. Come the re v o lu tio n ." corn is not put in q silo, it w ill be
scure.
converse throughout the n ig h t, was
advisable to use one o f the im proved
“ Just. Well, thanks, old b o y ."
"W e won’ t go into th a t n o w ," he on the th ird floor o f the n a rro w
a rtific ia l methods of d ry in g the
"For w hat?”
said. He turned her head tow ard edifice at the end o f the alley. Duke
corn.
u lm
“ H e re ."
opened the door and w ent up the
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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ltu k r McCale, private drtertlve. Is
(U ardint the wedding presents at tbe
Hlgelow mansion. He senses that old Miss
Adelald Bigelow Is afraid of something
more serious than theft. He meets the
bride and groom-to-be. Veronica and Curt
Vallalnrourt, and Veronica's mother.
Sybil, and her brother and sister. Stephen
and Victoria. There Is a sinister under
current that McCale Is quick to catch He
discusses the situation with Ann M arrlot.
his secretary and fiancee, while they
are dining at a fashionable night club.
They are Impressed by the beauty and
charm of the club's featured singer,
Shari Lynn. Shari goes to a table and
Joins a big, handsome man—Curl V a l
lalnrourt!
Semi yuui ai<ler lo:
P rod u ction Line Is
A d a p ted to F arm s
Sewing
fin ie
N r r d le r r a ll
N a in»_-_
Aditre»» _
.n
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Inoculate Soybeans
H o w to O vercom e S o ft
C orn W in ter P rob lem
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Snow-W hile G iraffe Found
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ca
The firs t alb ino g ira ffe on rec
ord wns discovered und film e d in
co lo r m ovies by m em be rs o f the
M a i nab-Snyder S a fa ri in Kenya
Colony, A fric a , in June. 1938,
Upon le a rn in g o f the existence
of th is snow -w hite a n im a l, the
Kenya G am e D e p a rtm e n t issued
an e dict to hunters th a t it was not
to be harm ed.
M-h-hUCm
'T 'H E ca utio n to let sleeping dogs
* lie needn’t w orry you w ith this
floppy, cuddly pooch—he’ll go rig h t
on sleeping. E ve ryon e loves h im I
•
•
•
An am using toy. dim ple to m ake and
Inexpen
<
Pattern r>44 < ta
a
transfer pattern and directions for dog.
list of materials.
fo/npbdtL Obedic/icc.
Johnny on his n in th b irth d a y
had had n p a rty . I t was a ll o ver
and he w as now gazing w is tfu lly
a t the re m a in s o f the cake.
" M o th e r,” he gaid, " m a y I have
a piece o f cake—o ply a s m a ll
piece, please?”
" N o ,"
re p lie d
his
m oth er.
" Y o u ’ ve had q uite enough.”
"W e ll, m a y I sleep w ith a b it
under m y p illo w ? ” asked the boy.
" V e r y w e ll, here you are, and
re m e m b e r to keep i t under y o u r
p illo w . N ow run along to bed and
go to sleep.”
On going up to Johnnie's room
some tim e la te r his m o th e r was
am azed to see Johnnie sleeping
p ea cefu lly w ith the p illo w o ver his
stom ach.
gestlon-put a few drops uf V *-tro -u u l
In each nostril I t quickly n ducoi con
gestion and makes breathing easier In
a hurry . . . gives grand relief from
snlffly. sneezy. stuffy distress of head
colds. Follow directions In the package.
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One more row to hoe
T h e boy from the farm it on foreign soil today!
Instead of overalls, he’s wearing his country’s
uniform. He’s standing watch over the hard-won
peace. He’s safeguarding your future!
At heart, he’s still that farm boy. His laughter
sounds the same—when he can laugh. He still goes
for cokes and cakes—when he can get them. And he
still gets mighty homesick—when he has nothing
else to do but think of home.
Your USO has one more row to hoe. Another
roynd of laughs to plant. Another crop of cheer.
Your USO needs your help, as much as ever. For
millions of American boys still need the USO. They
need the camp shows and clubhouses—the hours of
relaxation and entertainment—a place to hang their
hats and loosen their belts.
They need to know that the folks back home are
still thinking of them—are still willing to pitch in
and make their task a lighter one.
Tell the farm boy you’re with him—every step of
the way. Say it through the USO. Say it with dollars!
Keep it u p ...
*
Don’t let them down!