T IIU R H D A Y ^ JU N B JU M ^ PAGE TWO THE SPRINGFIELD NEWS Published Kvery Thursday al Springfield. Lane County. Oregon by THE WILLAMETTE PRESS H. K MAXEY. Editor Filtered an second class matter. February 24. ISIOS. at the poatotftce, Springfield. Oregon M A IL . S U B S C R IP T IO N Ona Year In Advance ,1.50 Two Years in advance .. »1.50 RATE S ix M o n th s Three Months T H U R S D A Y . J U N E 7. 1»34 DUNNE SUPPORT GROWING When the Oregonian said early in the cam paign the Republicans would have to nom inate a mighty good man to keep them from supporting General Martin for governor everyone thought Oregon’s leading newspaper was going democratic. However, it now surprises everyone by an ­ nouncing Senator Jot» Dunne is that good m an whom it will support instead of Martin T hat is a fine compliment to the Republican's energetic and capable leader. Since the nom ination of Dunne who is progressive hut not radical minded, there has come about a unity in the grand old party that has not occurred In years. Dunne does uot oppose entirely the so-called new deal of the demo­ crats. but he prefers to select m easures founded on com ­ mon sense ra th e r than political expediency. He has great faith in the potentalities of Oregon and he proposes to dev­ elop her resources along line that will provide employment but will not build up large indebtedness. He is a forward looking program. FAITH IN AMERICA Faith in America and in ourselves was the real text of an inspiring address by Merle Thorpe, editor N ation’s Busi­ ness. before the thirty-eighth annual dinner of the Indiana B ankers’ Association. Like other recent expressions of the country's leading w riters on commence and finance, Thorpe conveyed a w arning to business not to overdo an attitude of gloom. With faith regained, he said, there will be a norm al exchange of what each has to offer the other In this complex and vital m odern society. And thrift, sacrifice, and good judgm ent will not be penalized for the slothful ne’er-do-well and the Irresponsible.” “We Am ericans." declared Mr. Thorpe, “are impetuous and im patient, and above all. emotional. Our memories are so short. Only 5 years ago other nations were sending commissions, private and official, to study and report And may I recall to you their findings?” These, he said, were th at, with only 7 percent of the e a rth ’s population, the United S tates has more purchasing power than all Europe com bined; has created and owns more th an half of the world’s w ealth; consum es half the world’s coffee, half of its tin. half of its rubber, one-fourth of its sugar, tw o-thirds of its crude petroleum, and three- fourths of its silk. With only 6 percent of the e a rth ’s acre­ age. this country was harvesting more than half of the world’s foodstuffs; it extracts 60 per cent of its m inerals; has developed and uses nearly half of its railways and elec­ trical energy, and on Its 600,000 miles of paved highways operates 92 percent of the entire world output of auto­ mobiles. “After all," rem arks B. C. Forbes, in a rtnancial editor­ ial in the H earst newspapers, “the responsibility for bring­ ing about better tim es rests Just as heavily upon business Teaders as upon President Roosevelt. It Is the duty of every employer, of every responsible citizen, to make the best of unalterable facts and conditions, and to exert every effort to keep the country going in the right direction economic­ ally and employment-wise.”—N. R. A. News. ________ ♦ -------------- The Medford Pioneer Pageant opened this week and is re-enacting the life of the early settlers. If this pageant could bring to us vividly the spirit of the pioneer, who came on foot or ox cart to Oregon.and here made his liv ing from the native soil amid all kinds of adversity, then the show will have been of benefit to the people. The pioneer did not run to his governm ent for help when he was bothered by depression, drought, pests, wild anim als or Indians. He fought for himself in a land where everything was hardship. He had no roads, m arkets, or factories. The necessities of life even in this depression are very m uch easier to get than they were in the best days of the pioneers. W hat America needs today is more of the intestinal fortitude of the pioneers. I ■ ' ♦ A fine regard for the scenic attractions and the splen­ did highway up the McKenzie was exhibited by the visiting Lion6 who were hosts of the Springfield club at a Fish Fry at Cascade resort Tuesday. Nearly five hundred delegates, relatives and friends made the trip 48 miles up the river. the firtt line o í which r.dx, T h » Holy B ihk.- xnd which con taina Four Great Tie¿su r e i ........................... . “ ^ tì-R U C t THE GREAT LIFE One spring evening some nineteen hundred years ago a hand of hard-faced men stole out of Jerusalem , crossed a little valley and made their way into the Garden of Geth- semane. Armed with clubs and spears, they carried torches which cast wierd shadows througii the trees, and, though they doubtless tried to move quietly, the noise of their pro­ gress m ust have jangled cruelly in the peace of th at lovely night. At the gate that opened into a garden on the slope of the hill stood Jesus of Nazareth aw aiting them. A pa­ thetic little company of disciples trembled about Him, but, a s the heavy steps drew closer and the spear points gleamed in the flickering light, the disciples melted away until He was left alone. Not quite alone. And there followed him a certain young man, having a linen cloth cast about hl» naked body; and the young men (euldl rn or members of the mob) laid hold on him; And he left the linen cloth, and fled from them naked. These words are our introduction to an im portant his­ torical character. The young man who left ills linen cloth and fled naked was Mark, author of the so-called “second Gospel.” which, in point of composition, is actually the first. Before any other mind had thought of it, he conceived the grand idea of m aking a written record of the works and words of Jesus. He was not one of the original twelve disciples; indeed, he may never have seen Jesus except on th at fateful night. His m other was a believer. The Iatst Hupper was at her home. You can picture the active-m inded boy, lying curious in his bed in the family room downstairs, overhearing the wonderful farewell words of Jesus, the final hymn, and the rustle of preparation for departure. On the impulse of the moment he jumped out of bed and followed to the Garden. W hether he was a witness to any of the events of the next lew days we have no m eans of knowing. We do know, however, that he was associated for a time with Paul and later with Peter. Hearing them talk about Jesus, he began gradually to comj>ose his book. It is a brief straightfor­ ward story. For a time his book was the only life of Jesus. Then a Jew named Matthew, apparently the same man who had been a tax collector and was called to discipleship, looked it over and said to himself; "This book would be much more useful if it had a lot of Old Testam ent references." So he made additions, sprinkling his narrative with the phrase, “th at it m ight be fulfilled as was written by the prophets.” It is obvious that he was bent on giving the life of Jesus all the Old T estam ent authority possible. me." he said quietly; "yea." She caught her breath lie was uot biller, but there was siimcihlng In him that was like graulte. There was power In his look. too. It frlgh toned her; he seemed to have him elf so welt In hand, and yet She began to feel Ihut his love most be a power; she had always lieeu afraid of It. she know It now' She cast a frightened look toward the door. Could she get uway? Then suddenly she saw her fath­ er's bent gray head und Ills whlt> face. Ills mouth hanging upon arf If he hail died as he slept In the chair by the hearth; he would look ftodtly Uorduo. who hat gone to ■he said weakly He had her hand now and he led that way when he was dead, she New York to make hl» fortune, re­ turn» home to confront hla parent» her up the steps. Three times al­ was sure of It! She tried to raise and hl* »later. Nancy, with the fact ready he had asked her to marry that he haa atolen fifteen thousand 1 him. and the last time she had tried her eyes, hut her lids seemed to weigh them down They traveled dollars from the bank where he work« to help "the loveliest wo­ to be rude to hint, tried purposely, along the dull blue rug Io the fire man Io the world" and will soon be to stop him. They both reqtember . place, they reached hla feet, and found out unless he can return IL e d , she suw It In his face, but lie "But I love her.” declares Roddy was nice about It; he did not look then slowly—up. up to his narrow prominent chin, hla light mouth, hla to hts angT) father. "I'd »teal for her. I'd die for her—” " A p r e tty Into her eves just then. He took nose—It wasn't quite straight hla atory!" shouts hla father. "You’ve her Into the library It was* big and green brown eyes! She started and broken your mother's heart, you've square anil friendly, and the books disgraced your father and your »la­ lined It richly. A log hod Just been the blood went up from throat Io brow, her own eyes quivered auil ter—your young sister. Look at her, a girl In the morning of life— with kindled on the brass andirons; lit tell, she gasped a bowl on the table were some a thelf for a brother!" "I've come to take It buck." she Now Go On W ith the Story-------------- snowdrops and pussywillows A whispered She could mil speak tight pntn clutched at Nancy's aloud heart, like the closing of a vise. IN S T A L L M E N T T H R E E "What do you mean. Nancy Vir­ It was still In the room The yel­ She saw Page R o e m er's face us ginia?" low light flared low In the Intnp on plainly as If he stood then», s p e a k ­ She twisted her hands In her lap the table There lay the newspaper ing to her Then she heard Rich­ Her gloves had fallen on the floor as It had dropped the night before, ard'» voice. at Iter feet She couldn't raise her "811 d o w n . N a n c y. Here's eyes at all and her mother's work-basket was mother's favorite chair I'll let you over-turned by the hearth Roddy "I mean my rudenes. to you. had knocked It down when he have It." then. I—I take It buck." His mother had been one of the sprang at his father lie eaught tils breath "Nancy, rich Kentucky Weutherllla; she had Roddy was going to Jail! brought her fortune to the little old you can't mean T ' She straightened herself, clutch Nancy gasped On a chair were town and made It wonder over tier her furs, her hat and her gloves. resources and l>r Henry Morgan'« lug at the arms of the big chair. Just as she had toaaed them She luck Her death two rears ago had Her dry lips moved but muttered drew a long breath, averting her left all the money to her only sun nothing Then with a frightened ef­ eyes from her father's gray face Dr Henry hadn't any to leave, but fo rt, she dragged It out. tumbling and went to the chair. Swiftly and he had left a practice and a good tier words together "I've rotue to you for help I'm In -tealthtly she put on her hat. her name; Richard had those, too. Il awful trouble. I've got to borrow furs, and her gloves. Then «he was called the Morgan luck stole out Into the hall, dropped the Richard pushed his mother's big money borrow It today, tou! A chain-bolt, opened the front door, winged arm chair forward now for great deal of money -I've come Io and slipped sllnetly out of the still Nancy As he did it, the clock on ask you to lend me fifteen thous­ and dollars. Richard." house. the mantle struck six His eyes held hers now against It was broad daylight outside Nancy started. "What cun you her will. She did not know what lie now; the morning air touched her hot face gratefully like cold clear think of me? I know you haven't thought; she felt humiliation. It water. It was February and the breakfasted I had to come!" She bent down on her like rain He seemed Io answer with an ef­ pussy-willow swung over her bead had not accepted the chair, she At her feet some yellow crocuses stood by the fire, pulling at her fort. hut his voice had a strange shot up just opening little yellow- gloves Hhe was shuklng from bead thrill In it. "I'd do anything for you. eyes In the grass like the yellow to foot with an ague of (ear. "I had Naucy - you know that, surely? I'd give you all I've got If I could— eyes of Roddy's siren. Nancy to come. Richard!" "Yes?" his voice was low. "what If you'd let me!" tamped her foot on the ground. She raised her eyes slowly, re­ It was that woman who had done is It. Nancy?" It. She knew it with the unerring She did not answer; she averted luctantly. and met his again There Jealous second sight of a woman. It her face and he suw her delicate wus a glow in his. as If some hid wasn't Wall Street. It wasn't curb- chin trembling. A pang of bitter den fire had leaped up In there brokers. It wasn't gambling. It was tie s shot through him . he knew like u flume The sight of It set her that woman with the fascinating well enough whv his love for her heart beating wildly again eyes; she wasted money and she had never reached her. she cured "I want to borrow It. Richard." had made a boy steal It for her! about that Roemer boy But she she said hoarsely. “I'll— return It. Nancy opened the gate and walk­ was here, at bin hearthstone now. I'll—I'll give you a pledge for Its ed rapidly down the street, never und he could let his eyes rest on return “ He started and chunged color looking back. Sunrise made the her. He saw her as no one else In flagstones white between the new the world could see her. he thought "What did you say. Nancy?" She rose, trembling, and stood. green of the grass; keen little How little she was, and delicate; blades of It thrust up through the he could crush her body up against holding him off with her wide r.ew brown earth and gleamed In his with o le arm! Her little head, frightened eves, her very lips, the sun like metal. The red maple too. was so defiant, and the round white. "I even pledge my elf—I'll marry huds were like a scarlet haxe. trembling chin and the white There was Major Lomax's house, throat. He could see It move and you. Richard." Silence followed, a silence so the llt’le one standing back. Nancy quiver as she breathed. The ex­ walked faster; If she did not hurry quisite turn of the cheek, the little thick and tangible that It pressed she would never do It. Ther > was ear and the lovely glossy hair. How down on Nancy's shak-n nerves the low. black Iron gate— It was dear she was. He drew a deep until she wanted to scroum. Her ajar. too. waiting for her! She drew breath and she looked up sharply, l.eart began to heat against her her breath, opened It wider and met the passion In his eyes and side, the throbs were like the heavy shrank She shrunk so visibly that stroke of a hammer on an anvil went In. "Did you mean that. Nancy?" She went up the steps, lifted the It pained him again. H e thrust the "Yea." old brass knocker, let It fall with a chair nearer. "You’ll marry me?" He drew “Sit down. Nancy.” his voice clang and started, trembling, to run nearer. She could feel his passion away again. But she was only.Just sounded harsh and unnatural This time she sank into the chair, for her. It shook him no she recoil­ down the steps when the door open ed wide and Richard Morgan stood a little huddled figure, her head ed. sinking again Into his mother's calr, hiding her face from him. there, looking at her. down. "Yes. I—I said so," she faltered "1 don't know how to begin. Rich­ He was very tall, but so loosely in a broken voice "I meant It. Rich­ built and lean that he looked taller ard!" He became aware suddenly of ard ” There was a white band on his fore­ "Yes. I—I said so." she fnltered He held him self in head. above the tan of his lean face, her anguish In a broken voice “I meant It. Rich and his eyes held you. Strange cl:e< k with a strong hand. urd.” "Are you In trouble. Nancy?” »yes. brown with green lights gll t- He threw him self on one knee be “Yes." enlng in still brown pools. He went ovur to the mantel and side her c h a ir ; sh e felt his arms Nancy put her hand out and laid it on the tall stem of one of his stretched Ids arms along It. steady­ around her. "When, Nancy, when?" young trees. ing his fingers on the edge He had Ills arms trembled. She lifted her head and looked at “I—I came to see you, Richard." the long thin fingers of tlie art I t He came down the steps, holding and the poet, but Ills hand had him b>-r blue eye still wide with out his hand. strength and power, too. It was the fear. "On Monday—In W ashing­ "Won’t you come In then. hand of a surgeon He was watch­ ton." Nancy?" He held her. his strong arms like ing her with his strange eyes, but a thing of Iron about her; she felt She hr allied hard, her knees he was not helpiag her. were shaking under her. She could "Richard, I tried to be rude to as If they pressed Into her heart, 11 yer F ball Friday evening for their monthly meeting and social. Mrs. G. H Jarrett, team captain, aa nouncea that there will be a prac lice during the evening Members of the social committee are Mre Verne Daniels. Mre Helen Donald eonson. Mr«. Bertha Rouse and Mrs Sarah Johns Tender, A ching Perspiring Feet George Jacques an I K'lby Barker of Mabel were married Saturday at the ITasbyterlan church In Eugene by Rev Milton 8. Weber, pastor. 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