THE
HERMISTON
HERALD,
Beauty’s
Gold
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George Elmer Cobb
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(Copyright, 1916, by W. G. Chapman.)
"But, Mabel, I don’t know the young
lady.”
"But I know her. She is one of my
dearest school friends. She and her
| sister are stopping with some relatives
over the week end. It is all arranged.
I You are to call for her tomorrow eve
ning. Her sister, I believe, is provided
with an escort.”
"And I am to take this Miss Lora
‘ Vane to the lawn party up at Grays-
ville?"
"Yes, Rupert.”
' "And then drive her here, where her
( sister will come also?”
"That is the program.”
“Very well; I’ll do it to oblige you,
sis.”
Mercy Grey smiled to herself. She
was not a matchmaker, but she would
not be averse to welcome her college
chum as a sister-in-law. As to her
brother, he was not altogether en rap
port with the situation. The Greys
were plain people, and thrifty. He
had not gone much into society and,
from what Mercy had told him, he
fancied that this Miss Lora Vane was
a gay butterfly of fashion, who rather
looked down on the simple, inexperi
enced son of a farmer.
"I say,” hailed the brother-in-law of
Rupert as he came into the farmyard,
"going to shine this evening, I hear.
I don't envy you.”
"How is that?” Rupert challenged
his good-natured relative.
The latter pointed to old Fleecy, the
family horse. Fleecy was white as the
"Is What That Mischief-Maker Says
True?”
driven snow, a great, strong, intelli
gent animal, something of a puller and
decidedly a goer. He was the main
stay of the family for buggy service.
“I suppose you know that this Miss
Vane is a red-headed girl?” observed
the tormenting brother-in-law, always
up to mischief. "No? Well, sho Is—
fiery brick red. With a white horse!
Say, she won't relish it, believe me.
See the point?”
i Rupert looked dismaved as his rela
tive strode off, laugi.ing hilariously.
He saw the point, indeed! The red-
headed-girl-white-horse fetich was a
standing joke in the vicinity.
"Is what that mischief-maker says
true?" propounded Jacob, the farm
utility man of the Greys for a quarter
of a century—odd, erratic and a prime
friend of Rupert.
"Is what true?” queried Rupert,
vaguely stirred up at the latest dis
covery of the individualism of Miss
Vane.
"About a rod-headed girl? If it Is,
don't you fret about it. 1'11 fix it for
you. I'll save you from being—being
—oh, yes, embarrassed, that's the
word.”
"What do you mean?" demanded Ru
pert. but the old man drifted away
chuckling and waving his hand reas
suringly, and replying in a confident
tone:
“I'll have It ready at eight. I'll fix
everything tor you."
Rupert did not pay much attention
to old Jacob, who was always saying |
and doing strange things. He resolved
to go through the ordeal. It was too
late to borrow another horse, too ex
pensive to hire one at the livery. Be
sides, in the dusk and In the later dark
who would notice the color of Miss
Vane's hair? Still. Rupert was sensi
tive, and if Miss Vane was the'same,
she might feel annoyed at the close
.conjunction of a white horse.
Old Jacob was at the hitching block
when Rupert left the house to start
on his experience of the night. Rupert
gave a great stare, a start, a gasp.
"Where's Fleecy?" he asked sharply.
"Why this is Fleecy, of course." re
sponded old Jacob readily. "Stained,
dyed; wouldn't know him, eh? Any
thing to oblige you. and fix things
right, and no harm done."
"But—" began the astounded Ru-
pert.
“You see, the folks were dyeing
First American Newspaper.
The first newspaper published in
the Northwestern territory was the
Sentinel, published at Cincinnati, No
vember 9, 1783. A local historian says :
“A wheelbarrow would have moved
nil the types, cases and stands which
the pioneer establishment contained.”
The paper had Its home In a little gar
ret on Front street, near the river. Sev
eral years ago the Historical society
at Cincinnati paid $1 48 nt an auction
sale for a copy of it. The first news-
paper published in Indiana territory
was the Western Sun nt Vincennes,
the first Issue appearing on the Fourth
of July. 1804. In 1807 the Sun print
ed n bound volume of the “Laws of
Indiana Territory,” the paper on which
the book wns printed being brought by
pack horse from Georgetown, Ky. In
1824 the postmaster general reported
that there were 598 newspapers pub
lished In the United States and of
these Ohio had 48 and Indiana 12.
A Foot From 12.
For half an hour a Portland teach
er patiently instructed her class in the
art of telling the time from a clock.
"Now,” she said at last, as she
pointed to the big clock on the wall,
"you may be the first to tell me the
time, Mary Brown."
Full of importance, Mary turned
and studied the dial. Then she faced
her teacher again, her eyes shining
with triumph.
"Please, miss," she
said, “it’s just one inch past 11!”
Seeking Relief.
"If you are tired, why not sit out
this dance with your partner?"
“Well, mother, It will be less tire
some to dance it than to listen to his
vapid talk."—Kansas City Journal.
OREGON.
SYMPATHY HER STRONG POINT
WWW****** ViiMMMMNYNNg I some old brown bollands.
There was
a tubful of the stuff left over. Thinks
I, will it do the work? It did. Went
| on slick as grease. It may not last or
wear, but for one evening I defy any
one to see a speck of white, or any
stranger to guess that the horse has
| been hocussed, hey?"
Rupert did not know whether he
had better laugh or storm. He looked
over Fleecy critically. Yes, in the
gathering dusk, the old animal would
pass muster. No one would particu
larly notice Fleecy. He would be
only a few moments in front of the
house where he was to call for Miss
Vane. Dusk would favor the situa
tion. By the time they reached Grey-
ville it would be dark, and he could
tether the horse in an obscure spot.
So Miss Vane's sensibilities would be
spared.
Rupert had never seen Miss Lora
Vane before. As he saw her for the
first time an hour later, he wished he
could keep her in view for the rest of
his life. She was—ravishing. And
her hair—a golden glory! Red? Ho
would bodily assault his brother-in-law
if he ever made the insinuation again!
If it shaded on the tabooed derided
hue, it was in a magnificent way that
made Rupert wish every girl in the
world was singularly glorified.
Everything went charmingly. There
was a gay lantern-lit party on the
lawn, dancing, refreshments and ev
erybody happy. As Rupert helped
Miss Vane into the buggy, he felt that
he had passed the most enjoyable eve
ning of his life. Lora was brimming
over with joyousness, she liked her es
cort and she felt that this was true
and was radiantly content.
Her sister was to be driven after
them by her escort to the Grey home.
Rupert started down the hill road first.
The sky had become obscured and It
began to rain.
Rupert got out the rain robe and
tucked in his pretty companion se
curely. There was a drenching show
er. It beat down for a full half hour.
Then the moon came out and then—
He noticed Miss Vane staring askance
at old Fleecy. He glared himself.
Fleecy was once more in propria per
sona. The rain had washed off the
thin coating of dye. Old Fleecy had
turned white in a single hour!
Rupert was on nettles. He met the
questioning, half quizzical eyes of his
fair companion once. He believed she
saw through the entire gauzy tissue
of mask and circumstance. He was
about to stammer out a lame expres
sion when there was a weird scream.
It came from the shut-in cut they
had just traversed.
"My sister!” cried Lora sharply.
"Oh, listen!” A runaway!”
There was no doubt of it from the
sounds. Rupert halted Fleecy and
bent his ear intently. He could trace
the sharp ringing hoofs of a horse, the
jar and jangle of a swaying vehicle.
The cries of distress and terror came
nearer and nearer.
“Miss Vane,” he spoke hurriedly,
"please alight. If a runaway horse
gets out of the cut on the open here,
he is liable to go over the side of the
gully to sure destruction.”
He knew just what to do. He cal
culated how far he could depend on
Fleecy—wise, intelligent old farm vet
eran. Quickly turning about he drove
back into the cut, blocked the road
and old Fleecy braced for the crash.
It came, but the sturdy shield never
wavered. Lora's sister clinging to her
seat, the runaway was checked. Her
escort had been thrown from the ve
hicle, but came running up unhurt.
As they reached the Grey home
later Lora went up to old Fleecy. She
guessed all. even the thoughtful over-
sensitiveness of Rupert. She put her
arms around the neck of the hero
horse.
"You brave creature!" she said.
"You saved my slater’s life, you and
your master here.”
Her long hair showed like burnished
gold in the moonlight. Rupert felt
that It would be rapture to kiss that
in turn. And within a week he had
the right to do so.
HERMISTON,
Trouble With Melia Was That She
Had a Tendency to Overdo It
on Some Occasions.
resort” purposes, as there Is neither
winter nor summer In Guatemala.
The train passed through miles and
miles of tender, green, young sugar
cane,
colo as well as cane In full growth,
being cut by the Indian laborers, or oc
casionally by Jamaican negroes, whose
villages of thatched cottages lined the
tracks and were visible In the valleys
down which the train sped. Some cot
tages were thatched with banana
leaves, some roofed with red, native
tiles of beautiful tints. ’
Indian Fruit Sellers.
Indians came to the train with pine
apples in size and flavor far superior
to anything one obtains in the United
States, and with coconuts, grapes, al
ligator pears, rich, juicy, fruity man-
goes of fresh pink and red and pale
green tints, as different from the dark,
pickled mango of United States con
sumption as can well be imagined.
Everywhere, from Guatemala City
to San Jose, on the Pacific, there was,
In truth, a very “garden of Eden,"
with immense tracts of land not yet
taken up, ready for the enterprising
citizen of the United States, whom the
government of Guatemala is ready at
every turn to encourage and to assist.
At Esquintia, a modern city of brick
and stone and cement, there are me
morials of the Spanish domination, and
of the times when the aristocracy of
Guatemala went there each January
and February for diversion. It Is a
city filled with palms, and there are
many beautiful baths. -
There are other memorials, too, and
some of these attracted immediate at
tention upon arrival at Pantaleon,
These are of the Indians who are mak
ing that great estate, the greatest in
Central America, still gi eater. In the
patio behind the “manor house” was a
great group of stone idols, visible
through the open doors of the resi
dence, with a fountain for a foreground
which was surrounded by four im
mense coconut palms, studded a few
feet up with that parasite of the trop
ics—orchids. No one knew when or
how the Idols had come there.
It Is said that all along the west
coast once extended the tribes of Cho-
lula, who founded many “lordships.”
Sculptured stone idols were first found
in this neighborhood in 1860. Excava
tions brought to light pillars, statues,
stone obelisks, etc. Bas-reliefs were
Allow Dog Mascot in Hospital.
found which contained the representa
For the sake of Rona, the Great
tions of the horns of cows. Oxen were Dane mascot of the Auckland (New
not known In the new world before the Zealand) Mounted rifles, one of the
arrival of the Spaniards.
most inflexible rules of the Fourth
Some archeologists and historians, London General hospital has been re
therefore, believe that these bas-reliefs laxed. Among the patients in the hos
represent the goddess Isis of the Egyp pital is a man of the mounted rifles
tians. But this has to do with ancient to whom the dog had become greatly
history and the mystery of the civili attached. Missing her friend from the
zation and settlement of Central Amer regiment, Rona became inconsolable,
ica, a theme for the scientists. As we and for three days refused fool, al
turned away from the sculptured stone though dainties of many descriptions
Idols and monuments at Pantaleon were pressed upon her by her anxious
plantation we found, ready waiting, a soldier comrades. The man himself
most up-to-date steam locomotive and on learning of Ronn’s unhappiness was
private car, to transport us through the greatly concerned, nnd in the interests
miles and miles of sugar cane to San of both man and dog the hospital au
Vincente, a coffee beneficio (cleaning thorities consented that the dog should
factory), and another beneficio, named be brought to the hospital. Rona Is
San Gregario, also belonging to Her- now staying at the hospital, and soon.
rarra Brothers, the owners of Panta It Is hoped, will escort her recovered
leon sugar plantation and mill.
comrade back to the regiment.
Coffee and Sweetening.
Rona is “on the strength” of the
The coffee trees had just come Into regiment, and wears an official identi
flower and their fruit was not yet fication disk carried on a silver chain
ready to wash and put through the subscribed for by her comrades.—Lon
various processes, but we were in luck don Globe.
on the sugar plantations, for It was
cutting and grinding season, and after War Brings Autos to Crow Indians.
we had watched the 5,000 cattle grazing
The British are anxious to secure
knee deep' in the great pastures and good horses for use in the present
the Indians cutting the cane we came war, and they are buying large num
back to the mill and the manor house. bers from the Crow Indians.
In the mill we saw 1,000 bags of 100
The Crows are the wealthiest of the
pounds each of refined white sugar northern Indian tribes and their
being turned out each day. Sugar cane horses are the best.
was fed in and refined sugar In sacks,
The British are paying good prices
1,000 of them a day, taken out. The to the tribe, each horse,fetching $150.
mill worked night and day, 24 ours on It has become quite a craze to spend
a stretch. Grinding season began at the money thus obtained In buying
Christmas nnd continued until the mid motor cars. Even the poorest Crow
dle of May. There are 60,000 tons of possesses from ten to twelve horses.
enne in a crop.
At the first opportunity he sells these
The white granulated sugar goes to and buys a car.
the United States and white Demarra
During the Boer war the British
crystal sugar is made for export to army purchased thousands of the In
London. Every Indian on the place has dian ponies. The animals were light,
been taught there. There is a splendid but strong, and capable of great en
laboratory equipment, with perfect durance. With the money from their
chemical and scientific control of the ponies, the Crows invested in thor
product.
oughbred stallions and mares, finally
possessing a remarkably fine strain.
HIS is written in what would |
be called in Virginia a “manor
house.” But since it is in
Guatemala it is of the Spanish
colonial rather than the English
nial type, says Wingrove Bathon In the
Utica Saturday Globe.
The residence is the office and home
of the largest sugar plantation in Cen
tral America, and to visit It has been a
privilege which has fallen to the lot of
very few residents of the United States,
or of Europe, either, for that matter,
as the records of visitors here show.
The great Humboldt came down
through these fertile valleys of black
mud years ago and recorded that he
had found at last the celebrated "gar
den of Eden,” and he predicted that
what was then a wilderness beneath
the tropic sun would some day blossom
and bear fruit—the sweetest dreams of
the agriculturist.
But he never dreamed that here
would one day be found, as anyone who
comes here may, a sugar mill in which
it was necessary to invest, as is done
in the United States and in Cuba, $500,-
000 before a pound of sugar could be
obtained. Nor did he dream that visit
ors of today would find, as they do, an
American chemist making sugar with a
polariscope, assisted by thousands of
Indians of the west coast of Central
America, descendants of the ancient
Toltecs mixed with Mayas.
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The approach to Pantaleon for the
writer and the circumstances of the In
spection were exceptional. It may be
as well to set down here that In Guate
mala and in many other Central Amer
ican countries, a plantation, or a series
of plantations. Is known as a “finca.”
Magnificent Scenery.
The start was made from Guatemala
City, the capital, in the morning, Down
grade through magnificent views of the
mountains and volcanoes which make
a setting for the capital the train trav
eled over the west coast branch of the
International Railways of Central
America, which was built by the late
C. P. Huntington despite almost insur
mountable obstacles of an engineering
character, and among waterfalls and
water powers from which some day
will be developed vast electrical en
ergy.
Towering above the train as It wound
down through canyons, amid the hazy,
fleecy clouds were the peaks of the
twin volcanoes, Agua (water) and
Fuego (fire), no longer active, which
have sent down Into these valleys in
years gone by showers of rich black
mud that contains all the chemical ele
ments of the best fertilizers, and in
which three crops of Corn each year
are raised. A third volcanoe, Santa
Marla, blew out In 1904, destroying mil
lions of dollars’ worth of property.
The train skirted the shores of one
of the most beautiful lakes in the
world, as interesting and as beautiful
as anything Switzerland has ever of
fered any traveler—Lake Amatitlan—
where some of the well-known resi
dents of the capital maintain bunga
lows for recreation : not for “summer
Melia's face was drawn Into sym
pathetic contortions whenever her two
friends spoke. Melia was nothing if
not “responsive.” And Gwen and
Laura seemed to be speaking with
unwonted haste.
“It’s queer,” Gwen said, “but I be
lieve I have never In my life made an
uncharitable remark about anyone—”
“I’m sure you never have!” Melia
broke in with enthusiasm. “I always
feel so safe with you!” Gwen’s
cheeks began to flame ; she opened her
mouth to protest, but Melia raised
her voice a trifle. “No, my dear. I’m
telling the exact truth. I know you'll
say a kind word for me if anyone
makes a harsh criticism. I do believe
you never made an uncharitable re-
mark In your life !”
“Oh, but I don’t say that.” Gwen’s
words fairly tumbled over each other
in her eagerness. “I was only going
to say that I believe I never made an
uncharitable remark about anyone
without having reason to.”
“Of course !” Melia interrupted with
emphasis. “And that keeps It from
being uncharitable.
We can't go
through the world shutting our eyes
to people’s faults. But there’s every
thing in being sure that the criticism
is just. I know you are right in that,
Gwen. You have never criticized any
one without good reason.”
“Yes, but,” Gwen put in with nerv
ous haste, “I didn’t mean that, either.
I was just going to say I've never in
my life made an uncharitable remark
about anyone without having reason
afterward to be sorry for it. Either I
find out I ought to have made more
allowances, or I see that I haven’t been
quite fair!”
“Oh!” said Melia.
Half an hour later, when their vis
itor had gone, Gwen drew an uncon
sciously long and audible sigh. Laura
echoed it with mock seriousness.
“I feel as if I’d been running,” Gwen
said, "or singing that ‘Echo Song.’ I
feel ‘winded !’ ”
“I always feel that way when Melia
has been here,” said Laura.
“But, all the same, Mella’s a dear,
and it all comes from her being so
sympathetic
and
responsive.
I
mustn’t forget that,” Gwen said
thoughtfully.
Laura’s gay laugh rang out. “My
dear,” she said, “I believe you ‘never
In your life’ made a remark even re
motely bordering on the ‘uncharitable’
without being sorry for It at once!”—
Youth’s Companion.
Messages $1 a Word.
The Society islands, far away In the
South seas, now have a wireless com
munication with the outer world, a
radio station having been opened by
the French government on the island
of Tahiti last winter.
Communication with the United
States will be by way of Samoa and
New Zealand, and thence by cable to
San Francisco. It is expected that
the coot of messages to the United
States will exceed $1 a word. Later
on It Is hoped to reduce this more
than half by sending the messages
over an all-wireless route.
—
Indsido Information.
“Now, wife, we must look around a i
little before buying an automobile."
“Fortunately, we won’t have to go to
that trouble. I have had called to my
attention the most perfect machine in
the world."
“Who was telling you about this
car?”
“The agent.”
THE
OHILDDLN
FOOTBALL GAME IS MODIFIEE
Interesting Substitute for Popular Pas
time Ie Free From All Rough
ness—How It Is Playsd.
An interesting substitute for foot
ball that retains most of the elements
of the popular game, and at the same
time is free from roughness, will be
welcomed by many boys. Such a
game Is tag football. It will appeal
particularly to the boys who are
too young to play regular football, or
who have been forbidden to play be
cause of physical Incapacity. It Is
also a good game for older boys when
there are not enough players to form
two complete elevens. With some
adaptations it has also been played
successfully by girls.
The game is played with a rugby
ball, on a regular football field, by
two opposing teams of from five to
eleven players each. Scores are made
as in football, and football rules hold
good except where special rules are
prescribed.
After the sides have been chosen,
the ball is kicked off, and the receiv
er runs toward his opponents' goal
until an opposing player touches him.
The ball is “down" where It touches
the ground on an incomplete pass, or
at the place where the runner Is first
tagged, or at the point where he goes
out of bounds.
Because of the obvious futility of
straight-line plays, the forwards
spread out along the scrimmage line.
The play is therfore much more open
than in the regular game.
As in football, no player may kick
the ball when it is on the ground, ex
cept at the kick-off or when making
a free try for a goal. Another foot
ball rule that applies should be kept
in mind. Players must be “on-side”
at the kick-off, at the beginning of
each down, and at the free kicks for
field goals.
An important variation from foot
ball Is that the side putting the ball
in play may have only one man on
the scrimmage line if it so chooses.
Every man on the team is eligible, at
any time, to receive a pass coming
in any direction. It Is therefore a
running, passing, kicking game, and
can be played without likelihood of
mishaps lons after the ground has
been frozen.—Youth’s) Companion.
SHOOTING A PING-PONG BALL
Toy Weapon Projects a Missile, but a
Perfectly Harmless One—Fills
Long Felt Want.
$
There is justly a deep-rooted objec
tion to the toy pistol because of the
damage and injury which is likely to
be inflicted by it; but, at the same
time, there is a period In every boy
child’s life when he calls for a toy
pistol, and one which does not shoot a
missile does not seem to fill the bill.
Every doting parent knows the diffi
culty of denying a child such a trifling
thing,'and the result is that almost
invariably the parent waives his ob-
Pistol Shoots Ping-Pong Ball.
jection, for a limited period at least,
and the child gets the coveted toy pis-
toL In order to provide a pistol with
the requirement that It should shoot a
ball, a nursery weapon of new design
projects a ping-pong ball, which can
accomplish no disaster under any cir-
Icumstances. As most everyone knows,
the ping-pong ball is made of the thin
nest wafer of celluloid. It is molded
in two hemispheres, and the two parts
cemented together making a perfect
sphere and one which is exceedingly
lively, the antics of which as It bounds
from point to point make much merri
ment. The pistol which was recently
patented is shown herewith, and Its
mode of operation may be readily ob
served.
A Spelling Lesson.
What does Ghoughphtheightteeau
spell?
Do you give it up? It spells potato,
that la according to the following:
Oh stands for p, as you will find from
the last letters in hiccough; ough
for o. as In dough; ph th stands for
t, as in phthisis; elgh stands for A.
as tn neighbor; tte stands for tt, as in
grisette, and eau stands for o, as in
Thus you have p-o-t-a-t-o.