HEPPNER GAZETTE TIMES, HEPPNER, OREGON, THURSDAY, NOV. 12, 1925.
PAGE FTVE .
OLIVER
OCTOBER
w
George Ban McCutcheoa
Ceprrifht, Ball Sradicate (WNU SnW
SYNOPSIS
CHAPTER I. Oliver October Baxter, Jr.,
waa born on a vile October dar. Hii
parenU were prominent in the commercial,
social and ipiritual life of the town of
Rumley. Hii father waa proprietor of the
hardware tore. The night that Oliver Oc
tober wai born a irypy queen reada hii
father's fortune and tella him what a won
derful future hia eon haa before him, but
after the reading, the gypsy becomei angry
nad leavei the home in a rage after telling
Mr. Baxter that hii aon will never reach
the age of thirty, that he will be hanged
for a crime of which ha ia not guilty.
rH AFTER II. Ten yeara elapse and 011
ver'i father la the owner of a busineii
block in the town. Mm. Baxter died when
Oliver waa nearlng aeven. Josephine Sage,
wife of the .minuter, cauaea a aematlon
when she leavea Rumley to go on the atage.
She become! a "itar" and later goea to
London, where she acorea a hit. Her daugh
ter Jane and young Oliver become greatly
attached to one another. After finishing
college, young Oliver accepts a position in
Chicago with an engineering company. He
goea to China on an imDortant mission for
his firm. Upon his return he enlists in the
Canadian army.
CHAPTER III. The war Is over, Oliver
returns to Chicago and Is told by his
employers that his services are no longer
required. He returns home. He hears Jane
ia in love with Doctor Lansing. Jane and
Oliver meet again. Oliver ia reprimanded
by hia father for not getting another posi
tion. Oliver threatens to leave home.
(""CHAPTER IV. Despite Mr. Baxter's
pleading to Oliver to remain In Rumler.
Oliver decides to accept a position iq Chi-
mr. ussier accompanies uiiver tnru
a swamp on the way to the Sane home.
On the way they quarrel over Olivers re
fusal to stay in Rumley. Mr. Sage tella
Oliver his father fears the thing the gypsy
predicted and wants hia son to stay home,
where he can watch over him. Oliver de
cides not to leave him. Mr. Baxter fails
to return home and is believed by some to
have perished In the swamp. Oliver tells
the authorities of the quarrel with his fa
ther, but they do not accuse him of having
anything to do with his father's disappear
ance. Oliver takes charge of his father's
business. Three months remain of the last
year allotted to Oliver by the gypsy queen.
The winter wore away, spring came
and quickly melted into summer; that
first anniversary of the unexplained
disappearance of Oliver Baxter
passed. Three months remained of
the last year allotted to Oliver Oc
tober by the gypsy "queen" on that
wild, shrieking night in 80. But by
this time practically everybody in
Rumley was counting the days and
jokingly reminding Oliver that his
chances got better every day!
"I see by the paper this evening
that your Uncle Horace has an
nounced himself as a candidate for
state senator," said Mr. Sage one eve
ning as he sat enjoying his customary
half hour on Sage's porch with Jane
and Oliver.
"Well, I know one vote he will not
get," said Oliver, "even if he is my
uncle."
"I know of another," said tho mln
ister dryly.
"Why, daddy, I am really beginning
to take quite a fancy to you." cried
Jane delightedly. "Only last week
you said he ought to be tarred and
feathered for turning those two old
Bannister women out of their house
over at Pleasant Ridge."
"But he didn't turn them out,"
said Oliver quickly. "Somebody came
along at the last minute and lent
them the money to redeem their little
house and farm."
"You don't really mean It, Oliver?"
cried Mr. Sage. "That is good news
splendid news."
"I hate that old Gooch man," cried
Jnnc.
"Jane, my dear, you really are be
coming quite a vixen," remonstrated
her father.
An auto came to a sudden stop
in front of the house, and an agil
young man leaped out, leaving his
engine running. He camo up the
walk with long strides.
"Say, Oliver, you old skato, I've
been looking all over town for you,"
shouted Sammy Parr. "This isn't
your night to call on Jane don't you
know that? - Good evening, Jane
Evening, Mr. Sage. Say, the Bnnnes
tcra told me all about you, you blamed
old skate I mean, Ollie, not you, Mr
Sage, Gee whiz, Ollie, you certainly
did throw the hooks into Uncle Hor
aco this time, didn't you? You cer-
tainly "
"Shut upl" growled Oliver, scowl
ing fiercely at the excited Sammy,
"What on earth are you talking
about, Sammy?" cried Jane,
"Out with it, Sammy, out with it,1
counseled Mr. Snge, coming down the
steps.
"Well, what do you think, Mr. Sage
wTiat do you think? Why, this
chump here Is the guy that lent Mrs,
Bannester the money to redeem he
house."
"Oh, Oliverl" cried Jane. "Did you
really do It? I could squeoie you
to death for it. And you never told
me you never breathed a word '
"It was only about a thousand do!
lars." mumbled Oliver.
"Suro it was," agreed Sam cheer
fully. "But right there and then th
destiny of the great American nation
was shaped along new lines, Th
words were no sooner out of tli
mouth of old Mrs. Bannestor when
the boom was born I Yes, sir, at that
very moment "
"Oh, for the Lord's sake, Sammy,
slow down! What'tho dickens are
voU driving at, anyhow? Boom
what boom?"
"Your boom, you Idiot! Tho boom
been stated for you as candidate for
state senator againBt old man Gooch.1
"Why, you darned chump," roare
Oliver, "I'm not going to run fo:
state senator or anything else You
must be crasy. I'll hoad It off tomor
row. I'll telephone "
"Won't do you a dnrned bit of
good," cried Sammy, exultlngly,
They'll nomlnato you, anyhow. Why,
you're the only man in this county
that would stand a gnost or mow
Ollie. And the best of all popular
nephew running against Shylock un
cle! Gee whit! I'm going down to
see AI Wilson at the Dispatch office.
Put him wis and warn him not to let
word of it leak out in the paper
till ha gets the word. Night, Mr.
Sage 10 long, Jane."
Wait a minute!" called out Oliver,
springing to his feet as Sammy dart-
d down the walk.
Nix!" shouted Sammy over his
shoulder.
The three of them watched him in
ilence as he leaped into his car and
began his swift, reckless turn in
the narrow street.
What are you going to do about
it?" inquired the minister, the first
to speak.
Jane did not give Oliver a chance
to reply.
"Do about it?" she cried. "Why,
e's going to run against old Gooch
and beat the life out of him!"
Oliver looked up at her. She stood
on the top of the steps, the light
rom the open door falling athwart
er radiant lace, half In shadow, half
n the warm, soft glow. Suddenly
his heart began to pound, heavy,
mothering blows against his ribs
that had the effect of making him
izzy, as with vertigo. He continued
to stare, possessed of a strange won
der, as she turned to her tall, gray-
aired parent and laid both hands
n his shoulders.
I wish I could say 'gee whiz' as
Sammy says it," she cried. "I feel
II over just like one great big 'gee
whiz. Don't you, daddy?"
The man of God took hia daughter's
rm, round chin between his thumb
and forefinger and shook it lovingly.
One 'gee whiz' in the family is
enough," said he. "I am glad you
feel like one, however. You take me
Hack 26 years, my dear. Your mother
sed to say 'gee whiz' when she felt
like it. It is, after all, a rather harm
leBs way of exploding."
Presently he left them and Jail.
spoke gently.
Did you notice, Oliver, that he
poke of mother a littlo while ago?
It was the first time in years. I won-
er if I remind him of her in lots of
ways."
Oliver's thoughts leaped barkwnrd
score of years and more, "I used t
think she was the most wonderful
person in all the world," he said. "I
was very desperately in love with
your mother when I was aix or seven
ane." He hesitated and then went
on clumsily, almost fatuously. "I
am beginning to think that you are
like her in a lot of ways."
She gave him a quick, startled
look. His face was turned away, and
so he did not see the tender, wistful
little smile that flickered on her lips,
or was he aware of the long, deep
reath she took. From that moment
queer, uneasy restraint feel upon
them. There were long silences,
reamy on her part, moody on his.
He left shortly after 10; his "good
ight" was strangely gruff and un
atural.
He was jealous. He knew it for a
fact, be confessed it to himself for
the first time openly and unreserved
ly. There was no use trying to deny
it. He did not go so far as to think
f himself as being in love with Jane
that would be ridiculous, after all
the years they had known each other
but he bitterly resented the thought
that she might be in love with some
ne else. Especially with the super
ior, supercilious, cocksure Lansing!
CHAPTER V
An Amazing Cablegram.
T XT THY lf j8ne wcro in love wltn
V V Lansing," reflected Oliver,
"good Lord, what a fool I.e had
been to think it would make no dif
ference to him! It would make I
difference an appalling difference,
All nonsense to think she wouldn't go
out of his life if she married Lan
sing or anyone else. Of course she
would. Strange, though, that he
should be so consumed with jealousy
when he wasn't the least bit in love
with Jane himself. He had been in'
love a dozen times. He ought to
know what love was and certainly
his feelings toward Jano wore noth
ing like those he experienced in by
gone affairs of the heart. Gee whiz!
What had suddenly Kt into him.
The next morning no was down at
tho swamp bright and early, inspect
ing the work of the ditchers and tile
layers. The task of reclaiming the
land had been under way for several
months and was slowly nearing com
pletion.
I wish you'd change your mind
about not going out any farther, Oli
ver," said old John Phillips, who was
superintending the work. "We could
go out a quarter of a mile farther
without a bit of risk, and you'd add
about 20 acres of good land to "
"We'll have enough, John," inter-
runted the young man. "We'll stick
to the original survey. Don't go
rod beyond the stakes I set up ou
yonder. It may be safe but it isn
worth while."
Well, you're the boss," grumbled
old John, and added somewhat peev
ishly: "But I can't help saying I
think you're making a mistake.
There's some mighty good land there.
spite of them mudhoies a little far
ther out."
I'm not denying that," laid Oliver
patiently. "But we'll stop where the
stakes are, just the same."
A few minutes later old John con
fided to one of the ditchers that
young Baxter was considerable of a
darned fool. Either that, or else ha
had some thundering good reason of
his own for not wanting to go out
beyond the stakes.
This here job has cost up'ards of
$3,000 already, and for a couple of
hundred more he could clean up clear
to the edge of the mire. I used to
look upon that boy as a smart young
feller."
"Maybe he's a whole lot smarter
than you think," said the ditcher sig
nificantly.
"Oh, I don t for a minute think it s
that," said old John hastily. "Not
for a minute."
I can't help, thinkin' we'll turn up
that old man's body some day. It
sort of gives me the creeps."
The two big ditches, fed by lateral
lines of tile, held a straight course
across the upper end of the swamp
and drained into Blacksnakc creek, a
sluggish little stream half a mile west
of Rumley. Roughly estimated, three
hundred acres were being transform
ed into what in time was bound to
become valuable land.
Oliver was walking slowly back to
the house, his head bent, hia hands
in his pockets, when he observed an
automobile approaching over the deep
ly rutted,, seldom travelel road. He
recognized the car at once. Lan
sing's yellow roadster.
"Hello, there!" called our Lansing.
'Hop in, Oliver. I've been sent to
fetch you over to Mr. Sage's. He had
a cablegram this morning and sort of
went to pieces."
"A cablegram? His wife is she
dead?"
I should say not. She's sailing
for the United States tomorrow and
is coming here to live."
It was true that Josephine Sage was
coming home. The beatific minister
thrust the cablegram into Olivers
hand as the young man came bound
ing up the veranda steps ten min
utes later.
She's coming on the Baltic. I
have decided to go to New York to
meet her. Jane will accompany me.
I wish you would find out for me,
Oliver, when the Baltic is due to ar
rive at New York. Please help me
out, lad. Perhaps I should have tele
graphed myself or had Jane do it
but we I mean I er
"Say," interrupted Oliver, with
sparkling eyes, "I'll bet you're 20
years younger than you were yester
day, Uncle Herbert!"
I I believe I am, said Mr. Sage,
squaring nis thin snouiaers ana
drawing a deep breath.
Mr. Horace Gooch of Hopkinsville,
heretofore a miserly aspirant for leg
islative honors, but persistently de
nied the distinction for which he was
loath to pay, had "come acroee
handsomely, and so desperately, that
the bosses had foolishly permitted
him to be nominated for the state
senate. The people did not want him
but that made Utile or no difference
to the party leaders', the people had
to take him whether they liked him
or not. Mr. Gooch's astonishing con
tribution to the campaign fund was
not to be "passed up" merely because
the people didn't approve of him.
The report that young Oliver Bax
ter of Rumley was being urged to
make the race against his uncle
csused no uneasiness among the
bosses. It was not until after the
young man was nominated and ac
tually in the field that misgivings be
set them. Young Baxter was popular
in the southern section of the county,
he was a war hero and he was am up
standing figure in a community where
the voters were as likely as not to
"jump the traces." The bosses sent
fpr Mr. Gooch and suggested that it
wouldn't be a bad idea for him 'to
withdraw from the race on account
of his age, or his health, or hi
nephew.
"Do you mean to Tell me," began
Horace, genuinely amazed, "that you
think this young whipper-snapper of
a nephew of mine is liable to defeat
me?"
"Nobody knows what the people
want," replied the chairman senten
tiously. "Now, this young Baxter,
He's a fine feller. He has a clear
rucord. There isn't a thing we can
say against him, On the other hand
he can say a lot of nasty things abou
you, Mr, Gooch, I'm not saying you'll
he licked next November, but you
stand a blamed good chance of it, let
me tell you, if this young Baxter,goe
after you without gloves."
"I've just been thinking," .said Mr.
Gooch, leaning forward in his chair.
"suppose I go down to Rumley and
have a talk with Oliver."
"What about?" demanded the other
sharply.
"I may be able to reason with him."
"No chance," said the other, shak-
ng his head. "He's got it in for you,
I hear."
Mr. Gooch got up and began pacing
the floor.
"See here. Smith," he began, halt-
ng in front or the "Doss." "I may
as well come out flat-footed and tell
you I've never been satisfied with all
these stories and speculations con
cerning the disappearance of my
brother-in-law a year ago. It's mighty
queer that a man like Oliver Bax
ter could disappear off of the face of
the earth and never be heard of
again. Most people believe he s alive
hiding somewhere but I don't be
lieve it for a minute. He's dead. He
died that night a year ago when he
had his last row with his son. And,
what's more to the point, I am here
to say I don't believe his son has told
all he knows about the er matter."
Say, what are you trying to get at.
Mr. Gooch. That comes pretty near
to being a charge, doesn't it?"
You can call it what you please.
All I've got to say is that I'm not
satisfied, and I'm going to the bottom
of this business if it's possible to
do so."
Two days later, Horace Gooch
stopped his ancient automobile in
front of the Baxter block in Rumley
and inquired of a man in the door
way: ,
"Is young Oliver Baxter here?"
The loiterer turned his head lazily
squinted searchingly into the store,
and then replied that he was.
"Tell him his uncle is out here."
The citizen disappeared. He was
back in a jiffy, grinning broadly.
"Well?" demanded Mr. Gooch, as
the messenger remained silent. "What
did he say?"
The citizen chuckled. "It ain't fit
to print," said he.
Mr. Gooch Bhut off his engine and
settled back in the seat, the personi
fication of grim and dogged patience.
Fifteen minutes passed. Passersby,
sensing something unusual, found an
excuse for loitering in front of near
by show windows. Mr. Link came
out of his office, and after taking one
look at the hardfaced old man in the
automobile, hurried to the rear of his
establishment. A few seconds later
he returned, accompanied by Joseph
Sikes. They took up a position in
the doorway.
At last Oliver October appeared.
"Hello, Uncle Horace," was his
greeting. "Sorry to have kept you
waiting. And I'm in a bit of a hurry,
too. Some friends coming down on
No. 17, Mr. and Mrs. Sage you re
member them, no doubt. Anything
in particular you wanted to see me
about?"
"Yes, there is," said Mr. Gooch
harshly. "I came over here to demand
an apology from you, young man a
public, apology printed over your sig
nature in the newspapers. I wrote
you a very plain and dignified letter
in which I told you what I though of
the underhanded way you acted in
regard to those dear old ladies, Mrs.
Bannester and her sister. You know
as well as I do that it was my inten
tion to restore their property to them
absolutely tax free and without a sin
gle claim against it. You simply
sneaked in and got ahead of me. And
what did you Bay in reply to my sim
pie, straightforward letter? You said
you wouldn't trust me as far as you
could throw a locomotive with one
hand, or something like that. If
don't have a written and published
acknowledgement from you that you
deliberately misrepresented me, that
you played me an underhand trick
simply for political purposes, 111
"I'll make it so blamed hot for you
you'll wish you'd never been born,'
grated Mr. Gooch. "It rests with you,
young man, whether a cetain inves
tigation takes place or not."
"What do you mean by investiga
tion?" demanded Oliver, his eyes nar
rowing. "Just what are you driving
at?"
His uncle leaned forward and spoke
slowly, distinctly. "Is there any evi
dence that you father ever left this
place at all?"
Oliver looked his uncle straight in
the eye for many seconds, a curious
pallor stealing over his face.
"There is no evidence to the con
trary."
"There's no evidence at all," said
Gooch, "either one way or the other.
There has never been anything like
a thorough search for him in the
neighborhood of his own home.
don't believe Oliver Baxter ever ran
away from home. I believe he's out
there in that swamp of yours. Now
you know what I mean by an Inves
tigation, young man and if it is ever
undertaken I want to say to you it
won't be under your direction, and it
won t be a half-hearted job. And the
swamp won't be the only place to be
searched. There are other places he
(Continued on Page Tight.)
NOTICE
NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that there will be a meeting of the Levying Board of Morrow
County, Oregon, at the Court House in Heppner, Oregon, on the 3rd day of December, 1925,
when and where the estimates arrived at by the Budget Committee of Morrow County, Oregon, here
after set forth, may be discussed with the Levying Board, and when and where any person who
shall be subject to such tax levy, shall be heard in favor of or against said tax levy or any part
thereof.
Dated at Heppner, Oregon, this 9th day of November, 1925.
R. L. BENGE, County Judge.
G. A. BLEAKMAN, Commissioner.
L. P. DAVIDSON, Commissioner.
Estimate and Accounting Sheet
TiHIS estimate and accounting sheet is made in compliance with Chapter 118, General Laws of
Oregon, for 1921, and shows in parallel columns the unit cost of the several services, materials
and supplies for the three years next preceeding the current year, the detailed expenditures for the
last one of the said preceeding years, and the budget allowance and expenditures for the six months
of the current year, also the budget estimate for the year 1926.
Department or Officer
COUNTY JUDGE
Salary
Expense
Estimated '26 j Expended 6 Budget I Expended I Expended Expended
Expenditures Month 1925 1925 1924 192S 1922
$ 1,600.00 $ 800.00 $ 1,600.00
50,00 . 50.00 1,600.00 1,600.00 1,650.00
COUNTY CLERK
Salary
Deputy
Books, Blanks
COUNTY SHERIFF
Salary
Deputies
Travel Expense
Incidentals
COUNTY ROAD MAS
TER
Salary ;.
COUNTY TREASURER
Salary
Books, Blanks
Incidentals
COUNTY ASSESSOR
Salary
Deputy
Extension
Books and Blanks
Field Work
Incidentals
SCHOOL SUPERIN
TENDENT
Salary
Travel expense
Books and Blanks
Incidentals .'.
COUNTY CORONER
Fees and Mileage
COUNTY COMMIS
SIONERS
Per diem and Expense
COUNTY SURVEYOR
Per diem and expense
ACCOUNTANTS
Audit of Books
CURRENT EXPENSE
Telegrams, telephone,
stationery, postage .
TAX COLLECTION
Books and Blanks
JAIL
Board and expense ...
ELECTIONS
Expense
INDIGENT SOLDIERS
Relief, Soldiers
COURT HOUSE
Salary, Janitor
Fuel
Light and Water
Incidentals
CARE OF POOR
Expense
COUNTY PHYSICIAN
Salary
INSANE
Expense
WIDOWS' PENSION
Expense ...t
CIRCUIT COURT
Witnesses, Jurors
Reporter's fees
Bailiff's fees
Meals
Special counsel
Incidentals
JUSTICE COURT
Fees, Jurors and wit
nesses
DISTRICT ATTORNEY
Expense
COUNTY AGENT
Appropriation
DISTRICT SEALER
Appropriation
WATERMASTER
Appropriation
SCHOOL LIBRARY
State Books
COUNTY INSTITUTE
Expense
MISCELLANEOUS
Overseer machinery .
Bonds .
Insurance
Incidentals
EMERGENCY FUND
Emergencies
COUNTY SCHOOL
Per capita
HIGH SCHOOL TUI
TION
Tuition
MARKET ROAD
Match State Levy
ROAD BONDS
Interest
ROAD BONDS
Sinking Fund
ROADS & HIGHWAYS
Repairs, building, lab-
bor, machinery
BRIDGES
Labor, repairs, new
bridges
STATE OF OREGON
State Tax
INDEBTEDNESS
Outstanding Warrants
2,000.00 1,000.00 2,000.00
1,320.00 600.00 1,320.00
800.00 330.14 800.00 3,893.89 4,127.31 4,251.21
2,000.00 1,000.00 2,000.00
2,460.00 1,280.00 2,460.00
500.00
250.00 693.55 750.00 5,426.77 4,632.45 4,974.31
2,000.00 1,000.00 2,000.00 2,000.00 2,000.00
1,000.00 500.00 1,000.00
150.00 . 250.00
100.00 96.28 100.00 1,120.40 1,168.55 1,115.89
1,600.00, 800.00 1,600.00
1,200.00 . 600.00 1,200.00
150.00 181.94 150.00
300.00 300.00
1,200.00 1,200.00
100.00 100.00 4,346.10 4,310.02 4,124.32'
1,600.00 r 800.00 1,600.00
350.00 350.00
100.00 100.00
100.00 368.01 J 00.00 2,281,08 2,481.48 2,205.55
300.00 27.65 300.00 83.85 299.94 429.75
1,250.00 672.79 1,250.00 1012.33 736.92 693.81
100.00 16.20 100.00 88.67 150.42 24.06
r
350.00 125.00 350.00 450.00 600.00 150.00
700.00 304.11 700.00 533.77 631.66 796.37
600.00 509.75 500.00 225.27 620.41 584.01
300.00 344.07 300.00 733.39 161.17 182.90
2,000.00 7.50 2,000.00 1,632.95 644.25 1,641,25
100.00 100.00 3.60
960.00 480.00 960.00
1,000.00 1,000.00
600.00 600.00
500.00 776.70 500.00 2,954.18 3,713.74 2,903.32
2,500.00 1,462.81 1,500.00 1,831.62 1,928.22 1,493.74
120.00 60.00 120.00 120.00 120.00 120.00
100.00 59.75 100.00 60.55 75.90
1,500.00 485.00 1,500.00 . 1,390.00 1,542.50 1,395.00
1,000.00 1,500.00
100.00 100.00
100.00 100.00
100.00 100.00
100.00 100.00
100.00 626.75 100.00 . 2,210.28 989.85 1,006.51
200.00 146.18 200.00 477.61 214.87 210.54
200.00 1.11 200.00 102.81 259.10 133.12
2,500.00 1,300.00 2,500.00 2,575.00 2,475.00 2,800.00
117.00 62.25 117.00 88.55 116.85 116.84
395.00 312.05 339.00 180.35 163.13 153.32
200.00 200.00 174.70 207.28 181.48
200.00 150.00 200.00 200.00
900.00 200.00 300.00
420.00 214.00 420.00
770.00 12.00 235.00
80.00 80.00 1,387.57 1,492.62
5,000.00 302.16 5,000.00 692.36 1,507.16 50.00,
17,500.00 17,470.00
7,000.00 7,000.00
16,509.00 3.50 16,364.00 36,607.21 28,368.93 47,933.62
20,000.00 I 8,714.13 16,364.00 15,950.00 15,964.90
41,300.00 34,093.00
25,000.00 6,452.62 25,000.00
8,000.00 . 16,000.00
80,000.00 78,425.00
36,600.00 32.000.00
i298.301.00 I I 1
The following amounts are not included within the 6 per cent limitation law and are author
ized by the Oregon Laws:
Interest on bonds $ 20,000.00
Bond Sinking Fund 41,300.00
State Tax 85,000.00
High School Tuition 7,000.00
TOTAL $153,300.00
Estimated receipts for the year 1926, other than taxation:
Interest on bank deposits $ 500.00
Fees from Clerk's office 3,000.00
25 per cent Forest Rentals 1,000.00
5 per cent Land Sales 100.00
Uncollected taxes 40,000.00
TOTAL $ 44,600.00
RECAPITULATION
Total estimated expenditures for the year subject to 6 per cent limitation .'. $145,001.00
Total estimated receipts not including proposed tax 44,600.00
Balance, amount to be raised by taxation subject to 6 per cent limitation $100,401.00
Dated at Heppner, Oregon, this 4th day of November, A. D., 1925.
LUCY M. JARMON, Secretary.
MORROW COUNTY BUDGET COMMITTEE,
R. L. BENGE, Chairman.