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About The Springfield news. (Springfield, Lane County, Or.) 1916-2006 | View Entire Issue (April 21, 1921)
' :;:.. THE SPRINGFIELD NEWS If 8 fjftQ ROBERT J. C j 12 STEAD o 1 Homesteader - 1 g Copyright. AO Rights Raaarrad , " o 9i OUT INTO THE NIGHT. ynor't Dlsaatlsflfd ba-euse or th sovnunaiy barren ullooK of hta position aj a achool teacher In a Canadian town, John Harrla deter mine la leave It. use up land in Manitoba and become a "home eteader." Mary, tha trl whom he lovea, declares aha will accompany him. Thy ara married and aat out for tha unknown country. Thay select a homestead, build bom nd put In a crop. Returning from selling hi fit t crop, Harrla find bla wlfa almost Inaana from lonell nesa and with Immediate aapacta tlon of becoming a mother. A son la born and they name hire Allan. Tha atory now Jumpa forward t years. Harrla ta prosperous and all for getting rich. Mary Is toll-worn and saddened over the change In her husband. Allan works on tha farm. Beulah, tha pretty daugh ter. Is rebellious at tha ahut-ta farm Ufa. Jim Travers Is an un usual hired man and ha Is secretly In love with Beulah.. Harris and Allan claah with Jim and ba leavee CHAPTER VI Continued. 9 ITarrls was accustomed to his daughter's frankness, and as a rule paid little regard to It- He was willing enough to be flayed. In moderation, by her keen tongue; In fact, he took a secret delight In her unrestrained sal lies, but that was different from de fiance. "We'll tnlk about that some other time, too," he said. "And you'll tullk the cows tonight as usual." Beulah opened her Hps as though to answer, but closed them again, arose, and walked out of the kitchen. For her the controversy was over; the die was cast. Her nature admitted of any amount of disputation up to a certain point, but when the Irresist ible force crashed Into the Immovable object she wasted no wind on. words. With her war was war. Harris finished his tnenl with little relish, nis daughter was very, very much to him. and an open rupture with her was among the last things to be Imagined. . . . Still, she must learn that the liberty of speech he al lowed her did not Imply equal liberty of action. . . . His wife, too. had behaved most incredibly. After all. perhaps he had been hasty with Jim. No doubt he would meet the boy In rialnville or somewhere In the dis trict before long, and he would then Too Far," She Agreed. "But You Started It; Let's See Yau Stop It" Lave a frank little talk with hlra. And he would say nothing more of the incident to his wife. He was begin ning to feel almost amiable again when recollection of Beulah, and the regard which she was evidently culti vating toward Travers, engulfed his returning spirits like a cold douche, It must not come to that, whatever happened. "You better go over to C rant's, Al lan. If you're goln'," he Bald as he left the table. "I've some shears to change that'll keep me busy until you get back." An hour later Allan returned, ac companied by George Grant, and oper ations In the field were resumed. Fa ther and son were both anxious to make ud for losi. time, and the, work ed that night, long after their usual hour for Quitting. It was quite durk gk 'Jit when the two men, tired and dusty, came in at the close of their long day's latwr. The table was sot for two. "We have had our supper," Mary explained. "We thought we wouldn't wait any longer." "That's all right." mid Harris, try ing to be genial. But he found It hard er than he had supposed. He was very tired, and somewhat embarrassed following the unpleasantness at noon. He had no thought of apologising, either to wife or daughter; on the con trary, he Intended to make It quite clear to them that they had been at fault In the matter, but he woujd take his time about reopening the subject When supter was finished Allan went to the stables to give final atten tion to the horses a duty that had always fallen to Jim and Harris, af ter a few minutes' quiet rest In his chair, began to remove his Uoots. The cows are not milked, John," said bis wife. She tried to speak In a matter-of-fact way. but the tremor In her voice betrayed the import of the simple statement. ' Harris paused with a boot half un laced. While his recollection of Eeu lah's defiance was clear enough. It had not occurred to him that the girl actually would stand by her guns. He had told her that she would milk the cows tonight as usual, and he had as sumed, as a nintter of course, that she would do so. He was not accustomed to being disobeyed. "Where's Beulah?" he demanded. "f guess she's In her room." Harris laced up his boot Thrn he started upstairs. "Don't be too hard on her, J hn." urged his wife, with a little catch In her voice. "I won't be too hard on anybody," he replied curtly. "It's a strange thing you wouldn't see that she did as she was told. I suppose I have to plug away In the field until durk a ad then come In and do another .half-day's work because mf women folk art too lazy or stubborn do 't themselves." If this outburst vas IntendeJ to crush Mary Harris It had a .'erj dif ferent effect She seem-Ml to straighten up under the attack; thd color came back to her cheeks, and her eyes were bright and defiant "John Hurris." she said. "Tou know better than to sny that your women folk are either lazy or stubborn, but there's a point where Imposition, even the imposition of a husband, has to stop, and you've reached hrU point. Vpu didn't have to stay In 'iie field until duri. There's another dav com ing and the plowlng'il keep. It Isn't like the harvest 't was Just your own contrariness that kept you there. You fired tlit best man you ever hod today, In a fit of temper, and now you're try ing to take It out on us." Harris looked at her lor a moment; then, without speaking, he continued up the stairs. He felt that he was being very unfairly used, but he had no intention cf shrinking from his duty as a husband and father, even If Its discharge should bring luln to all c'. them. He found Beulah In ier room, os tensibly reading. "Why are the cows not milked be demanded. "1 thought I made It clear to you at noon that they wouldn't be milked by me," she answered, "and there didn't seem to be anybody else hankering for the Job." "Beulah," he said, trying to speak calmly, "don't you think this nonsense has gone far enough?" "Too far," she agreed. "But you started It let's see you stop It." Beulah," he said, with rising anger, "I won't allow you tb talk to me like that Kemember I'm your father, and you've a right to do as you're told. Haven't I given you everything given you a home, and all that and are you goln' to defy me In my own bouse? "I don't want to defy-you," she an swered, "but If you're going to let your temper run away with you, you can put on the brakes yourself. And as for all you've done for me maybe I'm ungrateful, but It doesn't look half so big from my aide of the fence." "Well, what more do you want7" be demanded. "For one thlngl wouldn't mind hav ing a father." "What do you mean? Ain't I your father?" "Nol" she cried. "Mo I No I There's no father here. You're Just the boss the foreman on the farm. You board with mother and me. We see you at meal-times. We wouldn't see you then if you didn't have to make use ot us In that way. If om huve a spare hour you go to town. You're always so busy, busy, with your little things, that you huve no time for big things. . I'd like to see you think about living Instend of working. And were rot living not really living, you know we're Just ex luting. lHu't you see what I mean? We're living all In the flesh, like an animal. When you food .he horses and put them under shelter you can't do anything more for them. But when you feed and -shelter your daughter you have only half provided for her, and It's the other half, the starving half, that refuses to starve any longer." "I'm not klckln' on religion, If t afa what you mean. Beuluh," he said. "You get goln' to church at jften as you like, nnd" "Oh, It's not religion." she protest ed. "At least. It's not Just going to church, and things like that, although I guess It 3 a more real religion, d we Just anderttood. What are we hero for, anyway? What's the an swer?" "Well. I'm here Just now to tell you those cows are to be milked before "Yes, dodge It I You're dodged that question so long you daren't face It But there must be an answer seme- M ff) With a Light Cloak About Her Shoul. ders and a Suitcase in Her Hand, Slipped Quietly From the Front Stairs and Out Into the Night where, or there wouldn't be the rucs- tlon. There's Kites, now; lie doesn't know there Is such a question. He takes It for grunted we're here to grab money. And then, there's the Grunts. They know there s such u question. and I'm sure that to no extent they've answered l You know, 1 like them, but I never go Into their louse that I don't feel out of pluce. I feel like they huve something Unit I liuvin't something that inn Us then very rich and shows me how very poor I am. And it's embarrassing to feel poor among rich folks. Why, tonight George Grain stopped on his wuy home to suy a word to me, and what do you sup pose he said? Nothing about the weather, or the neighbors, or the crops. He asked me what I thought of the Venezuelan treaty. Of course I'd never heard of such a thing, but I said I hoped It would be for the best, or something like that, but I wus ashamed so ashamed he might have seen It In the dusk. You see, they're living and we're existing." If Beulah bowed by such argument to persuaue her father, or even to In fluence him, she was doomed to disap pointment "You're talking a good ileal of nonsense, Beuluh," he said. "When you get older these questions won't worry you. In the meantime, your duty Is to do as you're told. Klght now that means milk the cows. I'll give you five minutes to get started." Harris went to his room. A little later Beulah, with a light cloak about her shoulders and a suitcase In her hand, slipped quietly down the front stairs and out Into the night CHAPTER VII. Crumbling Castles. At the foot of the garden Jeulah paused Irresolute, the suitcase swing ing gently In her hirud. She had made no plans for the decisive step events of the day had forced upon ijer, but "the step Itself she felt to be Inevitable. She wus not In love with Jim Travers; she had turned the whole question over In her mind that afternoon, weigh Ing It with Judicial, Impartiality sup posing all manner of situations to try out her own emotions, aud die had come to the conclusion that Travers was merely an Incident In her. Ilf. a somewhat Inspiring Incident, perhaps, but nn Incldfut none the less. The real thing the vital matter which' do mnnded some exceptional protest was the narrow nnd ever narrowing horUon of her father, a horlxon bounded only by material gain. Against this nar rowing band of outlook her vigorous spirit, with Its dumb. Insistent stretch' Ings for the Infinite, rebelled. It was not a matter of filial duty; II was not a matter of love;. to hr It was a mai ler of existence. She saw her Ideel dimly enough at best, and she would burst every cord of affection and con vention rather than allow then o be submerged In the gray, surrounding murk of matcrlnllsm. 1'crhapa It was custom and the subtle pulling of association that drew her feet down the path across the bench to the edge of the stream that gurgled gently In the still night. The stars blluked a strnngo challenge from the sky. as though to say, "Here Is the tree of knowledge. If you dare to drink- thereof." At length she turned her back on the stream and took the path past the house and down to the corral, where she paused, her ear arrested l the teady drone of milking. A lantern sitting on the black earth cast a little circle of light and threw a docile cow In dreadful silhouette against the barn. And by that dim light Beulah dis cerned the bent 'form of her mother, milking. MI can't tall you where Baa Uh is. Job. Sbe left bare last ibl." (TO UK LUMlNUtUl TREASURES OF BUDDHIST ART Marvelous Collection Preserved for Centuries in the Temple of DaigoJI In Japan. PalgoJI, the bend temple of theaOnn school of the Shlngon sect of Bud dhism In Japan, situated not for fmrn Kyoto, In the UJI district, suggests by Its name Is relation to I'injeror Dalgn, who reigned from WW to H'ttl. Its name originated from ,e fact that Its founder, Abbot Shoho, came to this village and exclaimed after ho drank from an old farmer's spring: "The water was as good as dalgol" It Is a Buddhist word meaning an unctuous rich liquor. The posthumous title of the emperor must have originated from his devotion to the temple nnd Its founder, as well as from his burial In the temple grounds. Bare specimens of Buddhist art and literature, corefully preserved as the temple treasures of Pnlgojt, and ex hibited recently at Toklo. through the efforts of Ir. Katsuml Koroltn of the editorial staff of hlstorlographlcal materials In Toklo Imperial university, bring the story of the tcmplo down to JKH) years ago. Among the pecu liar paintings In the temple are the "flower viewing -rcens." pictures of horse training and a collection of fan nalntlngs said to be rrre treasures. In the literary collection there Is nn Illustrated copy of the third roll of "Scrlptura of Cause and Effect of the Past and the Present." It was made nearly 1 "00 years ago, but the colors In the picture are as fresh ax flie present day pigments. This scroll Is considered the oldest thl ? extant In Japun of colored art on paper. Economy. Melville Roggs, generally reputed to be the best Informed jierson In tha vil lage concerning the affairs of his neighbors, was telling a friend, but recently returned after an absence of some years, of the troubles of Susan Smith and PetVr Jones. "Susie, she has 'broken off her engagement with Peter," he said. "They's been goln' together for about eight years, durln' which time she has been Inculratln' Into Peter, as you might sny, the beau ties of economy. But when she dis covered, Just lately, that he had learnt his lesson so well that he had saved up 217 pairs of socks for her to darn after the wedding she appeared to con elude that he hud taken her advice a little too literally, an' broke off the match." Calmness. A restless, bright-eyed urchin was scrambling tip on the back of the railway seat, and reaching out his arms and legs In all directions. Ev ery few minutes he knocked off the tall silk hat of the fat man In the seat beyond, and presently an nm brella came tumbling down from the upper rack, nearly braining the fat man. When the latter could stand the strain no longer, he turned to the occupant of the seat behind and said emphatically: "Madam, will you kindly look after your son? He Is extremely annoying." The lady, already bur dened with three other mischievous Imps, said In a most casual; voice "Johnny, sit down. The gentleman's nervous." Judge. The first tenement house In New Verli rllv wus built III 18,'IH. It Wll I a four-story building nnd stood In I what Is now CoiiurH purk. SCOUTS (Conducted by National Council of lfi liny ".couta or America i THE HAPPY SCOUTMASTER The National council of the Boy Scouts of America, at Its eleventh an nual meeting, held In New lork Uty a short time ago. adopted a rvsomtloii expressing heartfelt appreciation of I he loyal and eelf sacrificing service or tne volunteer workers In the movement, throiinhout the nation. This Is a rec ognition due from all of u who have sous or who are Interested In the wel fare of boys, all of us, who understand that what our youth Is being taught today, will determine what our Ameri ca will be tomorrow. In au article In a recent Issue of scoutliis- appears this flue owumciitary on the happy scoutmaster who "vali antly serves his country In time of peace. Placing duties above rights, service above self, he fares forth to win for his country the heart of youth. the hope of the world. "The hstipv acoutniuster iterceives that what makes his efforts worth while is not only that through whole some play he may save a boy from the error of his war. but also that life being real and earnest and practical a boy must learn to labor, and it is the Iibdivt scoutmaster who kindles within the heart of youth -the fires of ambltloo passion to make the most of himself, the will to work, to serve bis country aud to honor and reverence his God. "The barn scoutmaster finds the motlvo power of his own life In the scout oath and law nnd counts tliut day lost w"hereln no good turn Is done. Nobly Inspired, his boys follow the same visum splendid and like knights of old find the Holy Grail In helping other tit-onle at all times. He I. In deed, the happy scoutmaster; when so prepared, be wins the confidence of the boy and offers opportunity for youth to prove how gloriously It will do the right wherever there Is such a mutt to lead. "Munv serve their country vnllnntly. Rome have lived, and given much; oth ers have died, nnd given all But, who more than the happy scoutmaster for his country's sake lays down his life? Having hue life to give to ins country, he gives It freely that youth may be served. "While, others rouecru themselves with seeming weightier mutters, the happy scoutmaster lays foundations that make safe the future building or democracy." THERE WITH "FIRST AID. f;iiJ ft 1 Boy Scouts Know "First Aid" and Are Useful. When Accident Comes to Man or Beast. SPEED. An Englishman, recently arrived In the U. S. A., at New York city, asked a smart looking newsboy to show hliu about the city. When they came to the Amerlcun Surety company building, the English man asked: "Pray, my lad, how long did It take to build that building?" "About two years," the boy replied. "My, that was quite long, we could build It In a year." Next they came to the National Park hank building. "How long did It take to build that bulldlng7" the Englishman asked. "About a year," wus the answer. "That was a long time. We English would have built It In six months." Then they came to the Wool worth building. "And how long were you building this wonderful structure?" "I don't know sir." replied the boy, "It wasn't there lust night." Boys' Life.. ' ' !sf I .L .... - . s. - - - -- ' i " " ' !"rr""-. - - - -