S outhern Oregon News Review, Thursday, Ju ly 15, 194K ^FICnONcww B A N D B O X BETTY Rv M AR Y KEM P E C H E A T H A M misplaced commas. Mr ttum pnreyt was happy, John seemed happy and Betty was almost happy O nly—that was all that ever happened. Never once had John attempted to kiss her or even hold her hand. He was, she concluded finally, a confirmed bachelor. “ Just as I,” she thought, poking savagely at the typew riter keys, "am a confirmed old maid." It was a Saturday, almost noon q uittin g time. John had not called, and the future suddenly became a whole series of weary calendar pages, neatly torn off day by day and deposited in the wastebasket. As she walked from the building, there was John's convertible parked at the entrance. "Get in," he called, “ we're going on a picnic!" It was amSsIng how his red hair could brighten up the day! Betty was happily in the ear before she even noticed his female compan­ ion. “ Oh!" she gasped. For there, huddled between John and a bulg­ ing picnic basket, was a startling apparition — a little g irl with freckles, wide blue eyes and the same red hair! “ Relax," smiled John. "Muggsy is Just my niece. Every year, about this time, I take her on a picnic.” “ Oh,” said Betty again, uncertain­ ly. Muggsy gave her a broad grin, RABBITS & SKINS CLASSIFIED W A N T LIM E B A B B I T S 4 Iba. mt. ra b a hit sk in « , hide*, w ool, m ulinlr. c a « - e iru, liv e p o u ltr y . R u b y A C o m p a n y , »35 S. W. F ro n t, P o r tla n d , O regon» D E P A R T M E N T FARM S A N D RANCHES FOR SALE C A T T L E ran ch , 47on n e n e c u t, ton ta loon ton* hay a c c o r d in g to lu ta tlo u . M odern i n ..... .bedroom dw elling o n iilg liw o v .105: th r e e ten u n t lionnen, th ree barn*, o ilie r build lug*, tw o» m il« lake, In tim b e re d a r e a , fla b lm , h u n tin g , I . "H i poNMihiiii i , , P r ic e , l lo.ei e W r its th e N o lle A g e n c y , la c ., L a k e v ie w , Ore. H ir B l U B I A T O H UQ U1FM BH T Bui«» A Marvlc«, llo m a look ers, UotlM co o le rs, reach In tinaea. Mem «’««»»a E v e ry th in g in r efr lg i . atlnn P orilan fl W sfrig sra tlo n Oo., 1818 N *>■ K' 1*’ lu g sw o r th , P ortlan d , O regon. rn . T R . 8644. _ p EAT shimmered from the down- "W ould you." she asked, "have had coverage for THAT?" town pavements. T orrid light fell in M rs through the Venetian NEW STAMP DESIGN The card read, “John J. Thomas, blinds in Mr. Humphreys’ private Insurance." “ President Signs B ill for Stamp M IS C E L L A N E O U S office, carrying w ith it a coppery I1Y O W N E R 32 acre* Irrigated A ll Honoring Poultry Industry."—News The young man chuckled, too. “ I in crop*, a lt a lf o . grap««. p o ta to e s , odor, like that of a penny clutched It« » l.b D H V K LG I’KI • O v ern ig h t H«-rv- Item. came here," he remarked, “ to talk m elon* olid pnnturr H ood lion *» a m i lee S lll- G lo e s P rin ts. 1 5x7 too long in a perspiring palm. It Postmaster General—Well we have barn, el. < t r lc lly , p r e ssu r e w a t e r , lu rgen ien t All Him'* 2t>e. R e-iirlnt*. to Mr. Humphreys about accident m all rou te, cream rou te, te le p h o n e . was a hot day all right, and the city encli 3e. “ B" S tu d io s, B o a 113«. B il­ to get out another stamp. insurance." C rops Included w itli pluoe »12.500. lin g s , M ont. lay panting under the noonday sun. Designer—What do we honor this Som e term *. A lso h a v e n*w Fortt "Sure, sure.” murmured Mr. Hum­ tra eto r m ol m a c h in e ry , aon ia g""d N l'T I t lA — T lm t I h lr r .s lln g fu r .b e a r ­ • “ Leave the door open, Miss Bar­ time, the discovery of gold, the In­ cow a mol hoim elm ld fu r n itu r e t h a t phreys, s till shaken. "Come right in g a n im a l from A rg en tin a . S tr ictly clay,” called Mr. Humphreys, as ventor of the w alkie-talkie or the m ay 1" bou ght w ith pi t e e R o b er t ■t vegnlurInn. B reed ers for sa le w . in. Have one of the boys put that D o y le . P h on e 381, I r r ig o n , Ore. BI. Ir ish , n i f f s . W ash . discoverer of lipstick? Betty returned from lunch. "Let the thing on a bracket for you." he P. G.—The hen. air circulate." “ Whew,” he added, PO R S A L S N E W R U B B E R BO ATS 1 m an » 1 3 .4 0 , said to Betty, indicating the fan. 8 m an »35 no. A ll ftv o m all w ith s ' i acre R an ch lit c it y B uilt« F a ir 4- Designer—Hen Wallace? mopping his brow, “ we've got to room bou se, la r g e barn, o u t b u ild . When they emerged from Mr. o a r lo c k s, pum p, o a r s A cu rry in g P. G — No; the other egg layer. get some air conditioning in this Inga nil fen ced In. tlruaa, a p p le* , c a se . Send ch eck w i t h o r d e r B B A Humphreys’ sanctum, John Thomas pear* c h e rr ie s, w a ln u t* . H everul D is tr ib u tin g Co., 433 S . B. H aw ­ Designer—What has It done now? hotbox." had a pleased expression on his kind* herrle*. g..nd g «rd. ii land, n ic e th o r n s, P o rtla n d , Ors. P. G.—I guess It's a matter of rec flo w er* A lo v e ly lo>me for »«S50 N o Betty smiled, removing her white face and, no doubt, a policy in the flood« w r it e B o x 388, O len d a le, O re, F O R HALE H aw m lll 1« f t . ««'■ saw . ognitlon of past performances. The gloves and her crisp white hat. Mr. bag. 3 head bli'ckH. 43" o p en in g . 4x34 hen has been around a long time Humphreys said the same thing e d g e r 3-14" anw*. c u t t o f f *nw, ltiH to AC RE FARM . .l.i un der c u lt iv a t io n . " I t was really her fa u lt you and always done its best. S eed in g A gard en In fin e s o il w ith h m *« G.M.«'. d I e a e I m otor, Mull every summer. She laid her gloves know," he remarked to Mr. Hum­ nniall creek Barn, «• ton e o f hay. c h a in sa w . TIM cut, block Itnea etc __ • _ and white purse neatly away in the t!.\lt! a r m y truck S h in n L u m b er Co., S m all T rai tor, e le c tr ic pum p; 5 room phreys. loitering at the door. “ She m odern holla*' fu rn is h e d R t. 2, B ox S ta r K t., B o x 80, A m b oy, W ash. Designer—Do you want her on a bottom desk drawer and sat down looked so cool, I didn't even see that 81, C h eh a lis, W ash . P h . B v s a s . a f t e r postage stamp settln’, layin' or at the typewriter. W ith her blonde B E Y BY M AIL A N O SA V E . Illu a lr a t- chair.” 8. B40J9. cd m e rc h a n d ise e a tu lo g E ltE E ' War- roostin'? hair sleek and smooth and her pale "Miss Barclay always looks cool o l d B . B d l u n d , 877 K sn a ln g to n , Dos F A R M M A C H IN E R Y & E Q U IP . I*. G.—That's fo r discussion. green dress miraculously u n w rin ­ A n g e le s 86, C a lifo rn ia . in summer," said Mr. Humphreys How about her w ith a brood of kled, she looked as cool and fresh C O M BIN E h a r v e ster , 14'« fL no 34 proudly, “and neat a ll the year ll.V Z tlll 1ILADKS — K peclul In trod uc­ t'a ter p llla r com b in e, le v e lin g , o v e r ­ chirks? as an iced limeade. to r y o ffe r , e x tr a h igh q u u llty s u r g i­ ’round." h au led and reiidv to go r’ c a l s te e l, k I iik I x or d ou b le e d g e (I 75 Designer—Is there room on a M cCoriuaek, rt. 4, boa U9, M illsboro» "How do you do it. Miss Barclay!" per carton on K«i blitde*. Sent t ’.t r O , thrrc-cent stamp? Ore. A d d ress Raxor B lad e, p O. B o x 8387, marveled Mr. Humphreys, entering S a n D lsg o 12, C a lifo rn ia . P. G.—There Is on the kind we B U SIN ES S & IN V E S T . O PPO R . the cubicle of an outer office where are turning out these days. IN S U R E Y O UR P IR U U A S S A R D ! the sat as secretary and receptionist. _ • _ F ir s t Aid F ir« E x tin g u is h e r . E f f e c t iv e LOUKKK P L A N T . 300 u n its, com p , “ You can't be as cool as you look! for p r o c essin g , cu rin g , sm o k in g . on a n y kind o f fire. S n fe and N G N - Mod. Leaper did a marvelous service for bun was quite gone, the blonde hair lege course w ith high honors and RheumsHc stricken hum anity when he scientifically compound- hanging loosely about her shoulders. w ill return for a diploma from the • d the amasing herbs and roots remedy the Indians so e ffe c Her shoes were fu ll of shavings from graduate school. He says he en­ liv e ly used. A large num ber who were bed-ridden fin d re lie f the amusement park grounds, she tered college as a diversion. But fro m distressing aches and torturing pains through the uso of this natural medicine w hich attacks the basic cause. No m atter had a run in her hose and her face it is Just possible that as a business­ how long-standing a case, no m atter how severe If v o .,-,. « was smudged and devoid of makeup. man suffering the harassment! of rheum atic sufferer, or know of anyone who h’ by o il m a n “ John stared at her and laughed today all problems put up to him « r k o b ,: omorrow s bridge ■■ i look > b n j aloud. “ What,” he asked, "has be­ by college professors seemed In­ Is a rickety thing to view. come of Bandbox Betty?” finitesimal. In p e n are crumWed. ks rails are down, s e e Someone, she thought, should slap In lioor would let me through. his face, but before she could put We can’t understand the labor NAME the impulse into effect, he had seized The chasm u spans is dark and deep, troubles at the Oak Ridge atomic And the warert foam and firet, her hands and pulled her close. To STREET. plant. That would seem to me to CITY. have crossed that bridge a thousand times her amazement, he kissed her fierce­ be one place where money would Though I never have reached u jet. ly, before a ll the people in the seem the last thing to worry over. amusement park, w ith Muggsy gig­ It has crashed beneath me to let me through. Salomon Andree gling at them both. Everything Although it is miles sway, City of Many Names As ta rly as 1897, Salomon And- Sometimes we get the feeling that But ftrange, the bridges that I have crossed The ancient city of Rochester. seemed to fade away as she kissed Have ail been safe today. if anybody anywhere these daye tee, a Swedish engineer, took off England, figured many times in the back. with two comrades from Danes is­ works of Charles Dickens, who re­ “ That,” he breathed, “ is more like would cease firin g It would be a land In the desolate group east of Perhaps 1 shall find when I reach that one big help. ferred to it by name In “ Pickwick It.” That lies in the ddtanr blue, northern Greenland In an attempt Papers," "David Copperfleld" and Some hand may have mended « rickety floor “ I couldn’t have stood it,” he said, to cross the polsr region by air. His The list of Reds cracked down And its pen may be ftrong and new. The Seven Poor Travellers." In "to have you respond with nothing balloon voyage was ill-fated, but on tinder the Mundt bill will be Great Expectation!." he called the . ... » .'AV.'A?/.', but a neat little peck.” it presaged today’s continuing In­ known as the Hook of the Mnndt. » ci Town." and in his ternational Interest In Spitsbergen Sketches by Box" he referred to it as a trans-polar serial depot "Film Developing" 35 i Read the Aou F L O O R -E V E R " ACME LINOLEUM COMPANY R H E U M A T IS M FRFF Mail * «tL T • « • a M "Mudfog,"