THURSDAY. AUGUST 20, 1931
THE SPRINGFIELD NEWS
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Springfield. Lane Cooiity, Oregon, by
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THURSDAY. AUGUST 20. 1S31
HIGHWAY HANGERS INCREASE
That I he unrestricted speed limit on Oregon highways
has greatly Increased the dangers of driving and turned our
roads into race tracks where an almost daily death toll is
taken by wrecks must be evident to those who travel and
read the newspapers. While statistics are not yet available,
the steady rise in insurance rates conforms what the aver
age observer can find out.
There is reckless driving on every hand and few arrests
have been made under the new law. With the state police
now dividing their duties among a dozen other law enforce
mer.t jobs we can expect even less policing of our highways.
Speeders no longer fear arrest and they run wide open in
all kinds of traffic.
The auto truck is also becoming more and more of a
real menace. Drivers turn them down the highway as fast
as they will go. With the truck bodies obstructing the view
and the trailers bouncing from side to side it became* a
game of chance whether a car can safely pass one or not.
Now days trucks are traveling in fleets which also increase
the hazards of the lieht car driver.
Oregon highways are daily strewn with wrecks, people
are killed or injured for life, and there is a great loss of time
and of property by the reckless way a minority of the people
travel. How long will we. the majority, stand for this kind
of a condition?
WAGES AND DIVIDENDS
It is a most significent sign of the times that the direc
tors of the United States Steel Corporation, confronted with
diminishing profits, elected to make their stockholders in
stead of their employes stand part of the loss. They reduced
the quarterly dividends from $1.75 to $1. and at the same
time went on record for the maintenance of wages at the
old scale.
There have been a few instances of important industries
resorting to the old-fashioned method of reducing expenses
by reducing wages. On the whole, however, wage scales
have been maintained throughout the business depression
in a way that clearly indicates that the industrial world real
izes that any degree of prosperity depends upon the pur
chasing power of the common people, and that general
wage reductions, by reducing the purchasing power, merely
delay the restoration of business prosperity.
We do not know how much Mr. John D. Rockefeller, Jr.,
actually has to do with the management of the Colorado
Fuel and Iron company, but we hope that he will use his in
fluence to restore the wages paid by that company to the
former scale, as he has been petitioned to do.
The Bureau of Census analyzes the population of the
United States according to color and race and reports that
of the total of 122,755,046 in 1930 there were 108,864,207
whites. 11,8^1,143 negroes, 1,422.533 Mexicans and 332,397
Indians. The remainder, amounting to only 2-10 of 1 per
cent of the total is composed of Chinese, Japanese, Philip
pines, Hindus and all others.^_______
Of course it doesn't help much so far as swelling the
bank account is concerned to know that if wheat is lower
in this country than it ever was before it is lower on the
Liverpool market than it has been since 1654. And yet it
ought to do something toward keeping our thinking
straight. Nobody in Liverpool is blaming the low price of
wheat on President Hoover or the American farm board.
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"1 WAS WRONG”
Like many other business men, I subscribe to a confi
dential bulletin issued by a private news agency in Wash,
ington.
It contains interesting comment on affairs both here and
abroad, gathered from official sources and from important
visitors to the capitol. No one is quoted by name and hence
the writers of the bulletin can exercise considerable free
dom. Sometimes their information is useful.
In a recent number they answered certain questions as
to how they get their news. I quote the following para
graph:
“For example, take the Washington predictions as to
when business will recover. There have been two kinds.
First, the formal, publishable statement of officials, which
the newspapers have carried. Second, the unofficial, priv
ate, more sincere views which the Washington correspond
ents have known but were under obligations not to print
We have sent you the latter. Our advices have been less
wrong than most, hut not particularly good at that, and this
is one example of why you should not trust our letters 100
per cent.”
That made a great hit with me. If the writers had said:
"We misled you a little about the time of the business recov
ery, but we were not responsible. The officials deceived us;”
or, "While we were wrong on the business recovery, still
our competitors were much worse”—If they had written
any sort of alibi at all, every word of it would have lessened
my confidence.
But when they come out frankly and say: ‘We were
wrong, and you should never depend on us one hundred per
cent,” then 1 begin to think they must be pretty smart men.
1 have never forgotten an experience with one of my
lirst employers, a man who is now at the very top of his
profession.
In those days I was getting $40 a week, and he was earn
ing $40,COO a year. lie lived in a fine apartment on Park
Avenue, and 1 lived in one room In the Y. M. C. A.
One morning early I was called out of bed to answer the
telephone. It was my employer. He said:
"After you left the office last night I hunted up some ad
ditional information on the subject wi had been discussing.
I tried to reach you during the evening, but you were out.
1 am calling you now to let you know that you were right,
and I was wrong.”
You can imagine what that did to me! I would have
jumped off the roof for that boss, and I never meet him even
now without an impulse to raise my hat.
Little fellows feel that they must be infallible in order to
maintain the world's respect. It is a badge of bigness to be
able to say frankly, "I was wrong.”
"Ridin' foh Mlssua Murin', down which now siiri* a blackened and
In
the valley,, Widow woman. Old sm art.ng window "gah hraud where
“Well. nobody nuked you to!”
yesterday had boon a tan rolered
Nellie retorted. "You can suit your man that was killed and put the
R everse E. She reined her horse
neetahs
on
the
fight
the
lime
they
self, you know.'
over Io thi corral and stir <1 In tip'
"Shoah »Ini Io. Miss Murray," the shot Babe. Ibal was her husband.
d lrru p s Io look over the li'iicc m ’ h I
kid grimly assured her, and loped The one Babe got the bounn on
Inspect the milling herd.
Eyes
turned
aid-wine
to
meet
, ;f it"« u the MUiMin without M M |
Well, thevre all here. I guess.'
other guarded glances
i abe s
looking back
shoulders Jerked backward us it she remarked III the kid who, tell
He looked back up the canyon
from a blow on the chest, but no feel away, was kn-ellng beside the
and rode Into the willows. At the
calf wrestler and was yanking the
one spoke.
fence the kid turned and rode to
"Lost some cattle last night." the la<l knot light "You made quite a
ward the dry creek bed where the
kid continued. In his purring drawl haul, didn’t you. Hah ?"
ground was rough and humpy, gou
"Might he b etlah ,'' the kid owned,
"1 come out aftah them."
ged with spring freshels and un
with a covert glance from under
The
atmosphere
of
the
I'oole
men
dermined by burrowing small ani
his hat brim. ‘'One gel plumb
mals. When he found a spot where froze for a second. Only Babe, aw ay."
knowing
the
kid
of
old.
went
for
the fence went up over a small
"Well. I tolil you we ought to
ridge he dismounted and kicked the his gun and roppvd it as the kid's
work together. But you kept on
pitiless
bullet
went
crashing
wires loose from three posts, forced
trying to pick a fight with me. you
them to the ground and anchored through the knuckles of his hand.
know. Looks like you gol all you
The
hands
of
the
two
calf
wrest
them there with a couple of rocks
lers went up as if they had been wanted of fighting here." She
and led his horse across.
Jerked
with pulley anil rope. The glanced around at the sullen cap
He kept going straight ahead un ,
tives. "I hope you’re ready to admit
til the willow growth ceased on man on horseback clapped spurs to
now that the Poole oulflt ure a
his
horse
and
galloped
like
mad
higher ground and he could see
hunch of cow thieves.”
what sort of place It was that had away from there. Joe Hale knew
"Shoah am." said the kid. his
better
than
to
try
a
shot.
He
rem
need of a fence like that.
lips
ready to smile ihe instant he
embered
too
vividly
how
Jess
Mar
Some one was running cattle In
here, all right. The edge of the
thicket was broken and trampled'
where stock had pushed in tor shel
ter. and fhere was cattle sig n s:
everywhere.
The kid s nerves began to tingle
a little. Cattle bawling.
Shoah would be funny If he was
to run right onto her bunch ot rat
tle. Be better If he'd let her come
along, he reckoned. And somehow
his spirits rose a little at the per
fectly logical reason he had Just
discovered for wanting her with
him.
The kid lifted his hat and swept
the reddish waves of hair back off
his forehead, settled his bullet-
scarred hat at a careless tilt, pull
"Line up w ith yoah backs this way,” the kid said, aoftly.
ed his holstered gun Into position
on his thigh and rode forward with
kel had fared with the kid over at forgot himself and let them go.
an eager gleam in his eyes.
"What you going to do now?"
From the pole corral set back in at the Poole.
"Reckon I’ll go aftah my hawse.”
Babe remembered too, and a hor
a thin grove of cottonwood and box
She followed hitn. riding in stl
alder, a gray dusty cloud rose Into ror grew In his face a he stared
ence while the kid went mincing
the hot sunshine of noon. Within at his numbed and bleeding hand
along on his high heels, his spurs
the corral fence a small herd of He'd rather be dead than crippled'
gouging up the loose soil at every
cattle tramped uneasily round and —he always had said so— and now
step.
round, swerving and ducking aside his knuckles would be stiff and use
"There's something I've been
less
to
pull
a
trigger.
But
when
he
!
when a cowboy's loop swished out
wanting to say." she went on hur
like the vicious flat head of a strik glanced up and saw the kid look ,
ridly. “only yon Just won't give me
.ing after the fleeing horseman he
ing rattler.
a
chance.”
A man on guard outside unhook chanced a shot with his left gun ,
"'Peahs like I nevah do art the
ed the chain and swung open the But the kid didn't seem to need hts
way I feel." «aid the kid. '‘Always
gate to let out a rider dragging a eyes to tell what was going on. He
did want to show yo'all 1 was a
husky ball calf over toward the caught Babe's movement and fired
friend.”
branding fire, where two calf wrest- almost without looking
"I know that. 1 Just waul to say
, lers grabbed and threw him on his
"Line up with yoah backs this
that I made an awful fool of my
side with a thump.
way," said the kid aoftly to Joe
self that night when Babe lo-gon
A man lifted a branding iron de and the two calf wrestler«.
to shoo! off his mouth about the
liberately out of the blaze, looked
They did so In haste— all but
at it, waved it to anil fro In the air. Babe, who had crumpled down both of you being Poole killers."
looked at It again and decided that limply in the sand, with his bleed she Confessed, with a kind of shy
! it was about right heat, and walked ing hands crossed above his head defiance. "But It seems to me I had
over to the calf lying there, with and his face hidden in his arms. some excuse, with father killed Just
two sweating cowboys braced and The kid pulled their guns from the the day, before. And I hadn't any
holding him motionless, one half sagging holsters, emptied them of sleep, remember, trying to get to
sprawled across his head, the other cartridges and tossed them Into the Cold Sirring and worn you the
neighbors were sending men over
hanging for dear life to a leg.
bushes behind him.
to kill you and Babe. And getting
"Aw'rlght’,” he signalled careless-
The meekest-looklng wrestler
after he had branded the calf and worked with trembling haste under trapped that way—and then when
turned to thrust the Iron again into the cold stare of Tiger Eye Reeves. Babe said you shot my brother for
five hundred dollars, why—1 Just
the fire.
When he had tied Joe Hale and simply blew up for a minute.”
It was at that moment that the t the other wrestler to posts ten feet
"Shucks! 1 nevah did think a
three of them and the gate tender apart and had helped Babe Garner
word
moah about It,” the kid de
discovered that they had a new ar into a shady spot where he would
clared
earnestly.
looking her
rival in their midst.
be perfectly safe with his feet tied
"Well, I’m damned!” Jarred from together, the kid was going calmly straight in the eyes.
"Well. I Just want you to know
the slackened mouth of Joe Hale, about the business of lying his as
I'm sorry."
range foieman for the Poole.
sistant to a third post when Nellie
"Yo’all needn't to be.”
“Howdy, Joe,” said the kid, and arrived.
“I am. Just the same. You ought
felt for a match. He nodded to the
to
know I never did class you with
Her
face
was
streaked
with
dust
calf wrestlers, who were on their
feet and mopping their perspiring and what looked suspiciously Ilk« the Poole. It's Just this ornery tem
faces with soiled bandannas. As tears, and her hair had been clawed per of mine—”
"Shucks!. If yo’ call that a tem
the man at the gate came toward by the willows until It lay on her
pah,
yo'all oughta see mine!” The
shoulders
like
a
streak
of
sunshine.
him. the kid's yellow eye changed
curiously to the steady stare of a She sat on her black horse and kid gathered up the reins, mounted
watched the kid. and under her and swung along side her.
tiger.
"You? Why, Bob Reeves! You
Babe Garner! Babe with hollow direct gaze he felt his ears and
ed eyes and a sallow, Indoor tinge his face burn like fire. The kid did know very well I'm the meanest
to his swarthy face. Babe, with a not look up, but he knew the exact thing on earth? After all you’ve
question In his cold gray eyes and instant she turned her head to done, to —to do what I did—and
look a tthe newly branded calf talk the way I've talked to you, It
a smile on his face.
in s t a l l m e n t
“Hell’s brass buttons!” cried
Babe, swearing his very choicest
oath kept tor special occasions.
‘‘Where the hell did you drop
down from. Tiger Eye?”
“Rain washed me down the can
yon, Babe.”
“Old Man send yuh over?” Joe
Hale tried to make his voice sound
casual, but there was an undertone
of constraint which he failed to
control.
“Nevah did see Waltab Bell since
that night I toted Babe into the
ranch.”
“Oh,” Joe studied on that.
"Thought likely you come from the
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M itili
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tw elfth
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second claas matter. February 24. IMS. at the postofftce.
Springfield, Oregon.
One Year In Advance ............ »175
Si* Months
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ru c kt
When Things Go Wrong
,slt.|i to the ncureMt phone und
“
Viirtll doni km>'> h"* I teit till»
> thing
mechanic who lu expert on ear »rouble That lx part
mi'ii11 (III n; I bi
u the unfit'* offered hy thia atation.
hate S' omi yo'all
i.iy.
as
la ic ' Cl led Nell e Mu
Violet Ray and General Ethyl gaaollne lu «he coun
wha stand« aghast I»« 'for# an
try's lii’Hi seller for motor fuel. ou should he using It.
ha* h a "onl "Why.
v , ,i only
new
And then sii s op . I and
hi as to blush furiously, so I hat
hat crimson flood rushed up to the
Home of VIOLET RAY and ETHYL
baed of yellow hair on her lemplna
The kill reached nut and gathered
\ |lte Mm i n bn" hl-' .ii io •
Iff*" "
The l» d »nt on Hie ground with
hts lack ugalnal a tree and drew
his mouth organ across his smiling
lips while he lapped the lime with
When you have I hut feeling the place to come lu
his foot. played the kill, over and
over again, while his prisoners sal
to Eggtniunn's fountain. Our delicious cold drinks,
and listened, anil wondered what
lee «'ream und confect I oiim will make you feel like new.
kind of a mail was Tiger Eye
Reeves, who could shoot a man In
cold blood, capture three others
We have something for both youngster* and
who had thought they were well
able to take care of themselves,
oldsters.
and (hen sit all Ihe afternoon play-
ng that darned mouth organ like
he hadn’t a care In Ihe world.
The kill didn’t know nr care what i
they thought about him. The kid
L d l "Where tb« Survie« I« l)MT«r«ot" H x
was living In a world of his ow n.1
where a girl with yellow hair loved
him eui ugh to marry him und set
lie down. Gone Into Badger now I
after help and the sheriff, to cornel
and take this punch with the evi
dence of (he cattle right there be I
hind them In Hie corral. Hone to
bring a doctor out to fix up Babe's
hands. Hut she'd be bark, all right.
And when she got here, the kid i
would lake her over fo the ranch
Discontinued model», but all brand new and
and they'd tell her mother there
mechanically perfect. Formerly »old ot $3 to $3
was going to be a man In the fam
lly that shoah would be right on
Our of Uww Paxil« will br gt»«R
■ ia m f l m
the Job.
with ever» puru H aw of • l*«e*< «<yU
r«.k*>
» »
r«»u
•Cream lined Parket Pro At $5 V). $5,
He played. "Listen to the Mock
T«ui
m »
|7 or up io $10. uh ludujg Guaranteed
ing Bird.” with more warbles and
Pwy Owty * 3 -> O
for 1 tfr Puofold Pen«.
trills and low happy notes than he
• e d G et te d i
Our chance to offer—your» to «eewe
ever dreamed of putting Into Ihe
one of »hew gold crowned Parker
»00
song. The rather bare and deso
r„k «
Pencil» free, come» hec«u»r Path«»
-LB
late ranch where Nellie lived he
diuonunued ihrae pencil model».
T o m ! vu «
» »
Eve»» one a l**uty, io colorful mm-
made a paradise In his dreams.
Pwy O n ly $ 9
break able Per man it« barrel* (HUr
Honeysuckle oughta grow up here
• n d G e t Bet»»
end»
K ami I Axur in oow
all right. He'd send down to hts
mother and have her get him a pair
of mocking birds. Take her and
her mother back down to Texas,
only Pap's old enemies would want
to go on with (he feud and he'd
have to kill somebody. Reckon the I
killing was about over, up here.
The afternoon waned and the
i’oole men began to swear at the
chill and the cramp In fhelr limbs,
hut the kid never even heard them,
he was so busy muklng plans for
the future. Darkness came. He sat
there very still, trying to realize
tin amazing truth that Nellie Mur
ray was going to marry him. She
loved him. She said she did.
lie was still sitting, two hours
later, when Neill* came with the
doctor, Ho- sheriff and halt a dozen
men. who ‘worried Ihe kid with
question« and talk. But that ended,
and he was riding away with Nel
lie. hitting straight for the valley
and the raich his dreams had
glorified.
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Special Items
FOUR-H CLUB AGENTS
OF STATE IN SESSION
Annual meeting of Oregon Four-
11 club leaders was held at Cor
vallis last week. R. C. Huebner,
counly club leader of Lane, attend
ed the conference.
A tentative program of activities
for the coming year was outlined.
State club leaders met with the
county agents for the talks on club
work.
BOOKS FOR SCHOOLS
OF COUNTY RECEIVED
Books from the state library to
be distributed to Lane county
school districts are now at the of
fice of the county superintendent.
These books are purchased
through the school library fund and
10 centa for each pupil Is provided
by this annual fund.
Yes Sir! We are Headed for the Fair
Friday, Saturday
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77 East Broadway
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E L E C T R IC S E R V IC E
Poole."
“Awn my way to the Poole, but I
done changed my mind!"
"Oh. Klnda outa the way, this calf
pasture, and I Just klnda wondered.
Want to see me for anything?
Wanta go back to work again?"
“Much obliged to yo’all. I taken a
Job of riding, Joe.”
■‘Yeah? 8orry to see yuh quit the
FOUR
GRAND
DAYS and NIGHTS
Poole.”
Polite. Too dawgoned polite to be
natural. 'Peahed like Joe was get
ting klnda suspicious. Babe too.
Babe was edging around uneasy
like, as if he wanted to get in back
of the bunch of them. Had that cold
look In his eyes. The kid knew that
look now for the killer look. Get
around behind and send a bullet
Into a man's back—that was Babe's
stripe. The kid shifted his position
a little and looked at Babe.
“What outfit yuh rldin' for now,
Kid?” Joe looked up from kicking a
»half burnt ember back into the fire.
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