THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 1, 1M2
THE SPRINGFIELD NEWS
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LIONS CLUB GETS NEW
T he county clerk during the
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THE SPRINGFIELD NEWS
Published Beery Thursday at
8prlngf1eld, Lane County, Oregon, by
THE WILLAMETTE PRESS
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T H U R S D A Y , S K F T K M B E K 1. MWÏ
THE COAST BRIDGES
To build five bridges on the Oregon Coast highway
without cost to the state automobile license or gas tax fund
aud at the same time provide employment tor several hun
dred men was the thought of the Lane County Chamber of
Commerce when it petitioned the highway commission to
borrow from the Reconstruction Finance Corporation. As
nine-tenths of the traffic on this $13,000,000 highway is
from without the state it was believed that by charging tolls
these bridges would be sell-liquidated in ten years with
money largely from without the state from motorists who
enjoy traveling over this highway.
Ultimately the state plans to build these five bridges
and load the cost on the already overburdened automobile
owners of Oregon. There is no denying this point aud the
pianB are to build these structures just as soon as the funds
can be squeezed out of them—the Waldport bridge in 1333.
The Lane County Chamber of Commerce thought that it
would be good business lor the state to take advantage of
this cheap money to build the bridges, help the unemployed,
relieve the automobile fund, hasten lower license fees, do
away with expensive terries, aud delayed traffic.
The Chamber reasoned that no motorist in his right
mind would shun the Coast highway, the most scenic and
some of the costliest road in the world, simply because he
was asked to pay an extra dollar on the cost of the bridges.
If he did, well then, there are two other paved highways
leading through Oregon in the same direction, he would
come anyway and we would collect his gas tax money.
The question is now raised that perhaps the tolls would
not liquidate the bridges. Of course no one can answer
this question until it is tried. It is reasonable to think tolls
based on the traffic this year and prospects for increase
when times gel better would be sufficient. But suppose it
was found that they would not finance the bridges, the
state would be exactly in the same place if it turned in on
the loan the $250,000 free ferry cost on the fund which is
now a total loss. The bridges would still cost the state
nothing as compared with now. There are toll bridges that
are not successful, but none of them are served by $13,000,-
000 highways.
Also it is reasoned that the coast people would want
the tolls taken off before ten years elapsed, perhaps they
would but we could deny them that privilege until the state
could afford to take over the bridges, and besides their
leaders and Coast highway association are ready to pledge
themselves to the ten year loan. Without discounting the
wonderful coast country we must face the fact and pres
ent conditions. In the first place that neither local traffic
nor present development of resources justified the building
of this $13,000,000 highway. It is said that the entire as
sessed valuation of Western Lane county from the top of
the coast range to the ocean would not pay for the section
of the Oregon Coast highway in this county. This is true in
gon in the future.
Then why, you say, was this road built? There were
three reasons: A tourist highway mostly for people without
the state, a military highway, and to develop Western Ore
gon in future.
A proposition to bond the counties to secure the loan
is not well taken. In the first place it is a state road and
the state is under obligations to build the bridges the same
as it did the Rogue river bridge— without county aid. The
counties have more than they can do to build and maintain
strictly county roads without bonding themselves for toll
bridges for the state to operate—something they would
have no control over but hold the sack on payment when
their local traffic would use it very limited.
Then too, the counties think these bridges should be
built of wood and not cost anything like the $3,000,000
estimate.
People do not hesitate to pay a dollar or so to get into
a national park and we think the Coast highway “has it
over” any national park in the country. Let’s build the
bridges. As a business venture the toll plan is better than
further burdening our own automobile owners. This is one
of mighty few projects it is reasonable to think we can build
“without cost to the taxpayers.”
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As a $7,000 a year purchasing agent William Einzig is
an imposition upon the state. His conduct around the state
house where he cusses out employees at will and makes
disparaging remarks about his superiors is surely uncalled
ior. He is a poor man to hold the job which is not worth
$7,000 a year to begin with. Whether he can still remain
Governor Meier’s “pet” when at outs with the treasurer
and secretary of state remains to be seen.
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<~Kc FAMILY
/ DOCTOR
JOHN JOSEPH GAINES WO
OUR QUEST FOR TRUTH
How many times we have pounced upon supposed
truths— only to find out, after more exhaustive study and
experiment—that we were wrong!
For instance: I have preached for years that, the pipe-
smoker may bring himself a lip-cancer by long frequent
massage with a pipe-stem. Now, a careful thinker observes
that tobacco has little influence in causing cancer; in other
words, any other sort of stick would cause cancer of the
lip Just as quickly, used in the same way. No, mama. I'm
not trying to encourage the use of tobacco; I'm just telling
Grand-dad not to chew any sort of stick as a habit.
It is known that an exposed corset-stay may bring to
light a cancer of the breast. No tobacco about that, but it
is a villian, just the same.
And, a fine medical writer tells us that blood-pressure is
not permanently made worse by tea or coffee or even salt.
That more folks die from lack of chlorides than from excess
of them. That the intelligent use of these things never does
harm.
Another thing we learn: If indisposed, go at once to
your family physician; don’t seek him as a last resort, but as
a very first and best aid in trouble. It will pay you.
We know now that meats are not “deadly poison” to
the human organism. To be a "vegetarian” is to be a fad
d ist- and, all faddists are skating on thin Ice. Nevertheless a
finicky, evanescent public will do as It pleases, with my full
consent.
One of my own very satisfactory conclusions is, good
common horse sense is a qualification to be proud of.
v
GUARDS . , .
th e ir assignment
W h erever Ih r president of the
United States (toes, secret ervtee
men accompany him. W hen the
president's car leaves the W h ite
House grounds h alf a dozen guards
on motorcycles go ahead to clear
the way tor It. He Is never more
than a few feet away from an a rm
ed secret service man, except when
he is inside the W h ite House or at
bi private camp on the Rapidan
river.
W hen M r. Hoover went to the
openins of a new spectacle in
Washington last week, the chief
| of the W h ite House secret service
corps, w ith a staff of men. pre
ceded him by h alt a hour and made
a thorough search of the building
to see that all workmen were out
and that nobody but those on a list
vouched fo r by the management
was in the building w hile the presi
dent was there.
Those precautions may sound un
necessary In a dem ocracy, but
W ashington does not forget that
three of its presidents have died
at the hands of assassins. I am
perhaps the only man liv in g who
was present at the assassination of
two presidents. As a small boy in
W ashington I was In the old B a lti
more and Potomac railroad station
when President G arfield was shot,
and as a newspaper man In Buffalo
I was at the T em ple of Music of
the Pan-Am erican Exposition when
M ajo r M cK in ley was shot.
• • •
G R U B ...............Cal Spencer way
The women of B erkshire county
Massachusetts, are getting to be
about the best cooks I know of any
where. And that Is a ll on account
of my neighbor. Cal Spencer.
A fte r Cal's w ife died, a couple of
years ago, he went into the kitchen
him self and made such good bread
! and pies and doughnuts that his
daughter encouraged him to show
them at the W est Stockbridge
Grange Pair. Cal did, and he w alk
ed off w ith firs t prize in five or six
classes.
T his year he is going to send
samples of his culinary products to
the B erkshire county fa ir at Great
Barrington, and the farm women of
I the county are determ ined not to
let him get away w ith any blue rib
bons. As a result. B erkshire coun
ty farm ers are getting a chance to
, sample some of the best pies and
I doughnuts a man ever put a tooth
, in.
• • •
S M O K E R S . . . . lose last sanctum
One effect of the emancipation ot
women has been to leave m ere man
w ith very few places to go where
be can enjoy the society of his own
sex w ithout fem inin e invasion.
The saloon used to be such a re
fuge, but they tell me th a t the
speakeasies, in the big cities, at
least, have as many women patrons
as men. T hey s till don't let women
into Masonic and other lodges, but
most of the railroads are finding it
, impossible to keep them out of the
smoking cars. I traveled from New-
York to W ashington a short tim e
ago and found that the so-called
''club car,” form erly an exclusive
male sanctum, had put in a lot of
fancy sofas and doodads for the
benefit of women smokers.
I see that the Santa Pe railroad
has put on a special smoker for wo
men. I f the girls w ant to smoke,
they ought to have a place for it
where they wouldn't get In the
men’s way.
• • •
F IG U R E .......................man, oh man
I suppose everybody realizes that
the figu re of the average Am erican
man is not in the least like that of
the ancient Greek gods, whose
statutes have been preserved from
antiquity. But it was something of
a shock to me to see the spindle-
shanked. pot-bellied piaster model
in the Am erican Museum of N a tu r
al H isto ry which represents the
average young Am erican male of
today.
Museum officials took the aver
age measurements of 100.000 Am er
ican soldiers on th eir return from
the W o rld w ar and have a figure
which, probably, exactly represents
the
typical
A m erican
man
of
tw enty-three or tw enty-four. Prom
an a rtistic point of view , he is noth
ing p retty to look at. H e carries
too much stomach and not enough
legs to harm onize w ith the classical
Ideal of masculine beauty.
Perhaps, in antoher ten thousand
years our a rtis tic standards w ill
have changed. Perhaps, too, a fte r
ten thousand years of mechanical
locomotion, we won't need any legs
at all.
• • •
A M A Z IN G ..............O lym pic receipts
The most amazing statem ent I
have seen In print In years Is that
the Olym pic Game« com m ittee has
enough money on hand from admis
sion receipts to pay back the m il
lion dollars which the state of C ali
fornia lent in 1927 to finance the
preparations for the great intern a
tional athletic tournament.
I do not rem em ber ever having
heard of a state or a government
getting back any money th a t It had
lent. And what makes It the more
amazing is that there were 800,000
paid admissions to the Olympic
First Installment
was
going
to
school- -perhaps
to
v
light.
"D ili yu g ilt' The driver readied
school in the city— the monumental
(or his whip. Johnny slipped lucid
W arm mist, tilled with vague form», city shrouded in the fog
. ver the load 01 paper. "Out an' tai
A large ornam ental sign fur I he
R p iin g ile iil I,Iona cliih win com
pleted ami hong during ill • I list
week-end over the entrance In the
t om limn I I I H a ll where the d u ll
holds Its regular meeting».
The
sign was made under the direction
uf N ell 1‘nllgrd. J W Anderson,
anti F II t'lanery. It cun lata of a
large metal disk with large lion
head* In iiatu rai color nil each aide
and w ith lliv wording Spi nigfielii
above and cluh below In gold loaf
letters.
llceuaea to the following
Jamea
S m ltli. Amea. Iowa, and W llle lta
Moore. Eugene; W a lle r Dyer and
Meda O lbo ro ng h. both of Junetlon
t'lty ; Clarence D rake and M argaret
Cog. both of Eugene
Euselila
Let
ua alt
*
nearer the
mualc.
Cuatia llut then you cuil’t hear
w lin t I'm saying to you
Buaeblu
Yea, I know
Come
along.
Suddenly thrte was a crash)
hung above the lower stretches of fhe
PLAY GOLF
In the A/oraiaj .-fiftv rlu rr o f Sat hell wit ya !" The team, fresh, fu ll
Hudson.
of (ear, sensirg lie whip, started on)
OFFICE BUILDING GETS
A hoy. his arms folded, leaned on the urday, May 12th, J9UÜ, fourth page,
There Is ih > better form of
cabin trunk cf a barge, the Catvi/ier, of c 'luiiin six, near the bottom of the
KALSOMINE ON WALLS récréai Ion than to play n
page, smothered cn one side by a , wag. n reeled toward the curb
Haverstraw.
{Johnny, sliding (rum the hales ofll
"Gee----------1” The hoy kept repeat reading notice for I ’eruna, was a scant I paper, dropped to the t.iilixaird out
round of Golf.
T he walls of the atalrw uy and
news item :
ing the >ne word— "Gee!"
the upper hall Of the Stanley build
hinder
the
end
tlap.
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His arms, hare to a!- ve the elb. ns,
to the- guttei, stunned hy his unpaeff Illg at the corner nt F ifth and Multi
The brick barge CiitssJire of
You're i utdoora Under the tre»<
were capable arms, browned hv the
Haverstraw, McGurtiiev Brothers
with the cobblestones.
whim you piny
atreeta were kalaomiiit'd
Fr day
sun. H is doubled lists were hard and
Tl»e street was on a fringe of tene
Brick Company, collided with ait
hi» face was freckled.
afternoon.
unknown craft in the la s t River
ments. where the Ghetto touches thg|
The barge carried way with her. as
the water slapped her low side, for the
N ttl In Kurnpe. they are now
C'etuZier was at the
in end of a tow.
Low Green Feet, and
Far ahead a tug. a little wooden puf
acndlNg m ilk by airplane
fer, exhausted white vapor in her
Low er M onthly Rat»»
W ill Yea. they any you can get
struggle with the river. The last tow,
II from eith er t'gnnea or t ’owea
whipping about as the ci urse was
changed to av i-i the ferries, seemed
the tail end of a gigantic kite, some
times in view and sometimes lost to
sight.
A large black double-decker washed
by, her paddles ‘.ramming an energetic
tattoo on the sluggish river, her sharp
stem carv ing and curling the w ater mto
an epen greenish scar, her b> ws throw
ing off ! rave, white whiskers of seeth
ing foam. Rows of lighted cabin
window* marched by him. square ports
If Egglniaiin't« ict< cream w u on the ballot there
exuding radiance and offering glimpses
of a strange interior re g io n o f Hashing
would lx* no political laaue but a landslide. Our Ice
light and congested, breathing crowds.
I A thought occurred to the boy—
cream 1« Homething everybody can agree on it's good.
hew he wanted to know those people.
“Their names must all be diff’rent.
A good product aud good service has always been
^ u t is there so many names?” He
spoke aloud, to himself, as he often
our pledge to the people.
did. "They must be inore’n a hundred
— I guess.”
The bov was nearly sixteen Still
the great gilt letters on the - !cs of Each succeeding trip found him gasing in growing fascination tow ard
the piles of buildings banked upon the shore.
ferry b a ts were unfathomable to him
"W here the Service la Different
H e searched his nun,I ior a im aning
just south of Brooklyn Bridge
wharves It was a fearsome neighbor- ’
tu t all letters were weird, mysterious
during the heavy fog last night
hood. High houses loomed over him.
W -H-s-E-L-t-N-c. His eyes traced the
strange smells and noise* confounded
and sank. Captain Breen, wife,
similarity of form.
and son are missing
Down in the little cabin of the
him as he slowly rose to h i* fact,
A t the point where Manhattan standing in the midst of a curioos
C a tv iu r. the toy. John Breen, often
G y in his bunk, ‘«hind the dresser, shoves an elb- iw into the river and crowd of half-grown children who
hs ~ning to Mother Breen reading the Brooklyn Bridge swings high suddenly material!red. at if sprang
aloud, or half al u l. her lips moving. above the shipping, we must take up from the stones It was an eager Sat
“Speaking out of the paper.” Captain the story of Johnny Breen. His dream urday morning crowd of w aterfront
Breen, w H held all book learning in ing kept him on deck. The conversa boys— a gang.
"Hulty chee, lookit dat bum! Whg*
eonter.ict. list -r.e 1 - n such cccasiuu, tion below, the warm mystery above,
and smoked hi* pipe, shifting hts short the river moaning and whispering, het I in 'ell's bitin' 'im? H e’s lousy. H'7.. xa
legs about in uneasy fashion, his eye* him in a »pell. Then a terri-c blast was — what a stink !"
peering from under shaggy eyebrows. followed instantly by a crash of rend
The crowd rubbed near Johnny He
“ Mother kin read!" Johnny Breen al ing wood, the snarl of rushing water, turned as they milled ab ul H r backed
ways said this to himself whenever he the panic cry of Mother Breet
t > the center of the street and »to.si
“Jotamy!" It was the last word
thought of reading.
defiant, legs apart, his trousers torn
Johnny Bree.i had been around the heard; he was tossed over the side :
and half down, covered with dirt, his
city many times, but each succeeding the sudden impact and sank beneath shirt ragged and streaked, his matted
trip around the Battery found him gaz the surface. The weight of w a r; yell w hair over his eye«. Hostile
ing in growing fascination toward the drummed in his ears as hr went down boys closed in and surrounded him
He struck out boldly. He gained tin-
piles of buildings banked upon the
“Doity. Where ja come, outta <b
shore. He noted and remembered many line o f piers, his hands slipped from
sewer ? Hey thttkeyl Soak 'im ' Lemni*
things about the city. The sharp metal the slimy clnster piles, he washed up at 'im !”
lic clang of fire engines, the clatter of stream, swimming bravely At the
Several bigger boys, tough, daring
dorses, iron-shod hoofs on Belgian next pierhead he made a desperate
blocks; the harsh rattle of elevated effort, lifted himself on a cleat roughly .. it it the I « • ties* i titi t ot the ,
trains— how fast they w eqt! W ould he nailed to the piling I t w as the bottom kicked and culled at Johnny turne 1 in
of one of those rude ladders sometimes torment. Idle men in shallow derby*,
e 'e r ride in one?
Captain Breen was a dogmatic man, found on pier ends; devices nailed by men in black coats, and liearded men
Jose on sixty, a squat, incapable man, the river rats— the thieves. Johnny such as John had never teen, paused
seeing but a short distance through a Breen dragged his aching body above to watch the boys.
"De Grogan Geng is out! Oy. wliaf
veil of red. H arriet Breen, the woman the water, climbed to the stringpiece
a business, de Grogan Geng!" Tne
who married him, managed him. S ix and rolled exhausted in the mud.
Foe a time Johnny Breen lay there tough boys were really the Grogan
teen years before, when the barge was
new, he accepted a responsibility. The stunned. His muscles were sore, his Gang, or part of them. A boy taller
owners preferred a married man. H a r head throbbed, he was sick, nauseated, than the rest, wearing a dented derby,
riet came on board the Cavalier. She from vile water he had swallowed. came close to Johnny and spat in bis
was an upstate girl. Breen rubbed his The world spun about him in a mael face. A hard dirty brown fist shot out
es. but he was ready to accept anv- strom of disaster. He stood, then with desperate force The tall boy
eyes,
thing, even a wife, for she demanded walked unsteadily in the dark. He saw howled, his derby rolling at his feet
ne." papers. Four months later Breen the dim shadow of a covered van. It in the gutter. The blow was utterly
became the father of a son. He ac offered shelter, he climbed in. He sank unexpected. It caught him in the
cepted this g ift without undue ccm- between two bales, the sounds of the stomach, and he doubled up The
tiaint. I f he drank to excess, Mrs. river were stilled. The water was crowd barked and then came at
Breen was not the one to complain. blotted from his clothing, a warm glow Johnny.
"H e hit 'im below de belt. He
The detachment, and strangeness of crept over him; strong arms seemed
the broad river suited H arriet Breen. to enfold him. The terror and turmoil fouled ‘im." The crowd looker! ugly,
and missiles gathered from the gutter
She tang to her baby boy. A calm in of the night melted away.
began to fly. " K ill im !" Suddenly
TH E G HETTO
sensibility possessed her. She was still
a handsome woman, twenty years Johnny was awakened by the move there was a hush. Down by the rivet
a blue coat moved toward them.
younger than the captain, when the ment of the wagon.
"Mama I" he cried with a start of “Cheese it. de c a f il Cheete it. beat iff
Cocw irr rounded the Battery on that
terror. The horror of the night burst Copt!"
misty evening in spring.
The crowd began to run, Johnny
The years go fast on the river. upon him anew. A torturing thirst
John Breen became a strong and cap closed his throat. His torn shirt was Breen at their head, having .lashed
able barge hand, an expert swimmer, streaked with mud and grease. His through the circle of boys under a
a great help and comfort to his mother. hair was matted with dried slime. His rain of tin cans and refuse. ■
By a tupr-me effort he distanced
Suddenly he had grown, grown almost eye-lids stuck together, his swollen
over night, bursting out o f his cloth lips were dry and hot and his pants the mob and the Grogans, long lost in
ing. The fact that his laugh and a were hanging by half their buttons. the rear and off for other excitements,
certain trick of pawing through his His bare feet and legs were bruised but the wave continued. Johnny, run
hair reminded her of another wild im and caked with dry mud and manure. ning into newer and stranger crowds,
petuous boy caused H arriet Breen to H e began to cry, tears forcing through suddenly was greeted by a terriffic
flush. John's father had been only a the sticky eyelashes, streaking down crash of noise as he dodged under the
few years older, when she came to hiz pitiful face. H e had the aspect cf shadow of a cross street. The maw o f
a forlorn w aif, only his bare body was the city seemed about to grasp and
the Cato/ier.
"W e got to put Johnny to school,” brown and muscular, but his mouth grind him, body and soul In a final
M rs. Breen remarked to Captain curled down and utter sorrow claimed effort to escape annihilation, he cb.ied
his eyes and plunged headlong into a
Breen, busy at the small coal stove, him.
His bed, among the bales o f waste hole; a human rat seeking oblivion.
turning a pun o f biscuits with the hem
paper, was jerking and swaying, and, He jumped info an open basement
of her apron.
“A ll right, Mother, we’ll send him, as he cried, a canvas flap was lifted. doorway -an elevated train thundered
overhead and behind him.
when we lay up this year.” H e began A n evil face glared into the van.
For a long while he lay in the hole,
“W hat tha hell I” A thick and un
fltling his pipe. “It’ s getting mighty
friendly voice shouted at him. The his head doubled under his arms, in a
thick.”
face had a wicked mouth, edged with dark, damp corner among rubbish. Au
"W here we now?”
"Turned up of the East River. broken teeth, brown and green Johnny was d a rk ; many trains passed by, and
Them ’s the Fulton Ferry bells. I ’ll call i saw a monster, a dragon, glaring and he began to regain his breath and
| cursing him. "Git tha hell out of there 1 sense. At last he determined to crawl
John— ”
toward the light, when the trap door
Johnny, bit eyes drawn into the Git out, ya crummy rat I”
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walk [ Hoppe.
floi d down. “ He heard
Johnny, still crying, sat up amid to the
deepening blur of the warm envelop
padlo
ing night, hearing strange sounds, the tales H is head bumped the ribs the snap of a padlock.
thinking huge thoughts, heard the talk o f the van He rubbed dirt into his
below, coming up out of the square of eyes and smeared the dried filth on his
light H ow he loved h ij mother I He face wet with tean. He was a dismal
£
O a k w a y C o u rse
W et or Dry
E G G IM A N N ’S
4
4
WILL DO
TH E AVERAGE
FAM I L y
WASHING
Continued Next Week
games in this year of deepest de
pression.
I t all goes to show thstt C alifornia
Is a wonderful state, and that there
are still some sports-loving people
w ith money le ft in the world.
* • •
B A R O M E T E R . . . human suffering
Evangeline Booth says things are
getting better. She ought to know.
She Is the head of the one organlza
tlon In the world th a t Is closest to
human suffering.
T h a t Is closest
to human suffering. T h a t Is the Sal
vation Arm y.
T he
Salvation
A rm y
reaches
down to the lowest strata of human
Ity. It deals w ith human beings as
Individuals In trouble. Its officers
know better than anyone else when
times are hard and when they are
easier. So when Miss Booth says
th a t things are getting better. I,
personally, would place more re li
ance upon her report than on those
of all the economists and statlsti-
canz in the world. T he demands up
on the Salvation A rm y for help are
an accurate barom eter of human
necessities.
» » »
boratorles every day. T h e latest la
a process of treatin g cotton, rayon
and silk fabric« ho that they w ill
not crease or retain permanent
w rinkles.
SPRINKLING SYSTEM
USED ON PASTURE P Î0 T
Slow revolving sprinklers, each
covering an area 75 feet In dlam
eter, are proving an e ffic ie n t "fool
proof" method of Irrig a tin g 12
acres of pasture on the F rank H a ll
place near Corvallis. T h e system
was Installed as an experim ental
method of Irrig a tin g rough land
w ith a small w ater supply. T he
sprinklers are kept in one spot 12
hours, making It convenient for the
man In charge of the d airy herd
TEST FERTILIZERS
I to change them morning and even
FOR VARIOUS USES ing. T he agricultural engineering
departm ent of the state college
T he old Idea th a t "you get Just designed the system.
about whut you pay for" didn’t hold
true this year in the case of a fe rti
lizer tria l conducted on the I I . C. Coleslaw— T h n t new maid Is cer
Compton berry farm near Boring. tainly quiet. One would never know
In cooperation w ith the county that she was about the place.
T hat should interest men as well
as women, for one of the heretofore
unsolved problems of civilization
has been how to wear a necktie
more than three times without get
ting It all w rinkled up! And every
woman who rides In an autom obile
knows how d iffic u lt It Is to keep
her s k irt from showing wrinkles.
agent, M r. Compton tried out five
d ifferent kinds or amounts of fe r ti
lizers on his red raspberries, leav
ing u check plot untreated (or com
parison.
T he results this season
showed that the kind that cost him
next to the highest to apply gave
W R IN K L E S . . neckwear and shirts next to the lowest returns, and the
T he big Industries of the future sort that cost him next to the least
are coming out of the research la- gives the largest return.
M r . C.
morning.
She Isn't. 8h e le ft this
Gassaway— Did you rescue your
poor friend who was captured by
cannibals?
Blowhard— U n fo rtu n ately, when I
urrlved
he
had
already
been
scratched off the menu.
AHy PEOPLE
do not understand how cheep electricity really is.
The average electric wether, for instance, can be o p
erated from oae hour, to two and one-half hour*, for
1 cent.
A
large foer-tub washing cm be washed spot
lessly clem fa the modem electric washer bi one, to
oae sad one-half hours. Electricity it so clem, it so
easy to nra, operate* so quietly and it so very effic
ient that many time* we fail to realize how much
service we receive for the tmeH smoent of money
we pey.
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