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About The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933 | View Entire Issue (April 21, 1910)
HOOIMfclVBli OliAClEK. THQ&fiJJAY APRIL 1916 Six INVEST IN OREGON OIL Reeeat developments in Malheur County indicate that thr Katern Oregon oil fields will be as productive as those of California. The Nysa Oil & Gas Co. slock offers exceptional opportunities to the small in vestor. This company hM 3 sections of land in the heart of t lie Malheur district and companies developing in the vicinity have met most encouraging prospects. The machinery will be on the ground April 1. This stuck is non-assessable and is now selling at ten cents a share, but as development progresses it will surely go Bp in price, (i. D. Eatinger, formerly of Hood River, but ii'iw f ,st. Johns, is the general manager of this company. Consult T. D. Tweedy, Local Agt. Phone 147L Waucoma Abstract & Investment Company, Inc. ABSTRACTS, LOANS, CONVEYANCING SURETY BONDS. FIRE, LIFE, PERSONAL ACCIDENT, PLATE GLASS LIABILITY, BURGLARY INSURANCE. H. L Howe, U. S. Commissioner, Land Office Practice. All Work Guaranteed. MOOD RIVER, ORE. Eliot Wanted To Trade For Improved Portland Real Estate: Hood River Orchard Lands. Improved or Unimproved. WHAT HAVE YOU? HARTMAN & THOMPSON Chamber of Commerce Bldg., Portland, Oregon J. F. BATCH ELDER Temporary Office, 215 Cascade Ave. Phone 70 Hood River, Oregon iJ WK IIAVK JUST RECEIVED iiudit ui 3uud, iviurime ui ruiaMi A ND ALL KINDS OF FE UTILIZERS I COME TG US DIRECT FOR WOOD-FIBERED HOUSE PLASTER CEMENT AND LIME AS WE UNLOAD DIRECT FROM THE CARS STRANAHAN & CLARK Hood River, Oregon New .Residents v are always pleased to extend courteous assistance to new resident n of Hood River and Hood River val ley by &d vising them regarding any local condit ions wit inn our knowledge, and we afford every convenince for the transaction of their financial matters. New accounts are respectfully and cordially invited and we guarantee sat isfact ion. Savings Dep t in connection. Hood River Banking & Trust Co. Progressive Fruit Growers WANTING Better Fruit Ought to investigate the merits and result? of spraying with Win. Cooper and Nephews TREE SPRAY FLUIDS The only scientificlSprays produced. Desrip tive Pamphlets and Sprays at D. McDONALD, Local Agt. CHARLES G. ROBERTS, General Agent 247 Ash St., Portland, Ore. 1 Bldg, Next Door News Office A FRESH SUPPLY Of i .j ooOooOooooooooooOooooooooo The Bishop's Experiment A Story of a Lost Pin. By KATE Y. DUNNE. Copyright, 1310, by American 1'resa ABsoclatlon. oooooooooooooooooooooooooo "But, iny tlonr, you nrt nil wronp:" exclaimed the bishop's wife, looking reproachfully over the coffee urn, which had hidden her piquant face from her husband's adoring glance. "I wasn't careless. It was the washer woman. If you must Maine somebody, James, blame her. Of course I didn't menu to leave a pearl pin and espe cially one you had given me In my laundry bag." That afternoon as he was walking briskly down Main street to make a parish visit in the distance he saw Allne's blue hat and shining hair. Ills heart had a habit of beating faster at tho sight of her slender, dainty figure, and that afternoon she looked even more attractive than usual to him among a crowd of commonplace wou en. Ho hurried to catch up Witt) ber, but she, too, was walking fast and had turned Into Tierce's deparl niciit store before he was near enough to join her. He went In, too. and secured a van tage point some feet away, Where he waited until he should have a chance to slip Into u space next to her. As he waited he noticed her gold bag laid on the counter beside her muff, out of ber direct line of vision. Sllll the old babitl An idea BUM Into the bishop's mind. Object lessons often accomplish what all the lectUfee lu the world fail to do. Quietly and quickly he laid an arm on the counter, swept It along the glass unnoticed by the mob of women surging toward the bur-r.;1i Mecca ahead. He was not teen. Ills hand touched the bag, closed over It, drew It to blm, dropped It safely Into his pocket. Was he pickpocket or bishop? He certainly felt like (he former Never had he felt so abject, so crimi nally miserable, as when he pushed his way out of that shop, for to cam QUI his object lesson DeceMttflted giving uji that anticipated companionship on his walk. So he went on out and down town alone, wondering why ttie police did not take him by the arm, why DO one pointed the linger of scorn, while that wretched gold thing was glitter ing so brightly In ins pocket. His parochial lsit was not pleasant; his walk was not pleasant; nothing was pleasant. He was obliged to eat: a solitary lunch, as Aline had rounded out her hopping expedition by lunch ing at her mother'. Bven the tele phone bell did not ring, as lie half ex pected it might. Nothing happened, and he and that bag seemed to be the only OCCIipanta of that quiet house. Aline reached home just in time to dress for dinner. Then lie had a visitor, who detained him until the last mo ment, so he hail no chance for a sight of Aline until he found her at the table. He had pictured her distrait, wor ried, had planned It all What she should say and he should answer and What the result would be but tht! tiest laid plans of mice and men gang aft agle.v, and he was disappointed. Aline was simply radiant, hesitating, having put on the blue dress he was so fond of and looking Just as she had looked In those days when she bad llrst lured him from sermons and from services by tht magic of her charm. She had seen old friends by chance, had lunched with a group of favorite aunts and cousins who had made much of her and had found just (be desired bit of lace at (hat sale. The day had been a success from start to finish. "You didn't lose your purse, did you?" The bishop felt Impelled final ly to Jump Into the ditch of his own digging. Aline looked her astonish meat. "Lose my purse!" she said. "Why, no, of course, 1 didn't! What a fun ny question, .lames! .Inst because 1 lost, ihai pin or, rather, it lost itself you needn't think 1 am going to lose everything else 1 own." "Are yotl sure you have your purse''' The bishop was obviously perplexed at her answer. "Jlaniie," she said, "I am going to Bend for an alienist. You certainly have softening of the brain. My purse Is up In my bureau drawer at this very moment." The bishop was growing excited. "Go and look for It." he interrupted. "i know it is not there." Aline w as staring at him with mark ed wonder lu her blue eyes, ",11m mle, listen!" she said, euiphasl.lng ber words by tapping the table with the end of u spoon. "My purse Is In my drawer, where 1 put It when 1 Ctimo homo unless you have stolen it." "Perhaps I haw." The bishop's face was a study In crimson, and he spoke lu a loud, dictatorial way. "Go and got it." Allne's eyes filled with tears. She had never heard her husband apeak In that way before. She was hurt and a little frightened, though stie would not show It. "Certainly " Ibe said in a very digni fied tone, sweeping out of the room, leaving the bishop as bewildered as he was excited, lie was beginning to feel badly that she was about to be so shocked, but surely theft was never a more glaring example of her careless Beat than this. To think that she had brought bet bag home with her when all the time flying footsteps. Hashing eyes, a gold bag flung Into his lap! "There, Jim mle crazy, crazy boy!" exclaimed a triumphant voice. "Now will you be good V" The very bag-the very-vobwohs tilled the bishop's brain for a moment. "1 I don't see," lie stammered. "Wait a minute, will you?" Thou he In his turn fled upstairs and went to his bu reau drawer. The very bag! It took kin some time to uet his bearings. t summon up courage to go down to that lighted room and to the reproach ful glances of those blue eyes. But the bishop wQ8 a good sport, although tho brilliancy of his sermons was sometimes open to criticism. Down to the dining room he bravely walked and laid the bag licside its duplicate. Aline looked and looked and looked again. Then her hamrht loess was that of a tragedy queen: "James, explain! Did you think you had my bag? And where did vou get it?" The bishop was silent. lie was ab seiitmindedly comparing the dupli cates. Allne's had her monogram on the framework; the other had only initials, "M. M. H." He repeated it over and over to himself, as If it were a favorite refrain. Then he knew that his day of judgment had come. "I stole It!" "Where, James?" "I saw you on Main street this morn ing"hl8 tone was of the yet un shrlven monk "I followed you Into Pierce's to ask you to walk down to the Grants with me, I saw your bag lying on the counter beside your muff, and I took It." "What for?" "Why, just to to" the bishop was growing extremely nervous under the steady gaze of those questioning blue eyes -"why, my dear, to hang It all, Aline! Haven't yon any Imagination? I 'a n't you imagine why?" "Certainly not-and I don't propose to try! The Idea of a bishop stealing his wife's purse, even trying to give her a moment's fright for any reason at all, Is something for which there can be no possible explanation and which I don't, even care to think about. But I do say this I think when a bishop stoops to those dreadful things it Is time for his wife to leave him!" High tragedy was written all over the little lady's face as she folded her arms, arched her eyebrows and looked sternly at her writhing bnaband. Then a sudden change of expression swept over her mobile face. "James," she said, "did you really and truly do It for the good of your poor black sheep? Did you steal your wife's purse to save ber soul?" Silence. "James!" Still silence while the bishop twirled a lock of hair furiously between his j thumb and forefinger. "James, answer me." The bishop turned appealing eyes to hers so hard, so cold and as their eyes met aemething happened. Laugh ter such as possesses the spirits of H flu nil overcame the dignified bishop and his wife. Words were impossible. Anger was a thing of Hie past. Expla nation! needed not to be made. Peals of laughter met and mingled across Hie table. Aline was the first io re cover sufficiently to speak. "Let's see whose it Is," she said. And the bishop handed it to her, while wiping his eyes with the other. "M. M. It. H in!" muttered Aline, Then, opening tbe bag, she held aloft a visiting card. "James," she shrieked, "It is mother's!" His mollier-ln law's! The bishop was speechless this time with horror. Aline wus au only child, her mother ever on the watch lest he should let the winds of life blow too strongly on her child. He never could face her after a situation like this. She was always severe on his clerical ideas. And now this! "What can I do?" His tone was that of a suppliant, and Aline thoroughly enjoyed his misery. "Do?" sin? said, "There are several things you can do, and you will have to do one of then quickly, or mother will be here asking my advice about what she can do to recover it. Father gave It to her on their last anniver sary, and she will be frantic at having lost It. By the way, I don't see Why you didn't see her lu the shop." "Neither do I. Now tell me what to do." Aline beld up her plump hand and counted off fingers as she ipoke: "Way No. 1, messenger boy sent to leave it at her door, with no explanation, note or card spirit too cowardly for a blab op to resort to; way No. L send at once to Pierce's, saying you found It falseh I unworthy of your ideals; way No. ;!, take It to her yourself and own up to your methods of Improving her child'! character." Silence The bishop looked down cast. Aline roguish. "Well, .lames," she said at last, "what have you decided to do? Mercy, t here's suppose the telephone! Oh, my dear, it'! mother!" It was Aline wl meal : "Dearei you stop Mullling the transmitter, Sercd In n flush of excite- . If I save your life now will Frying to save my soul any more I Tin' bishop's answer was unintelligi ble. Inn understood. Still Allue did not show her hand. "And, ilem-pst, If I do you must let me rii die text for your special eermoil next Sunday. Yes? Now listen while 1 show you what can he done with a complicated situation.'' Suvr.l net by grace, hut BJ Aline- a ven meek bishop took his place In the pill!'1' the following Sunday and nn nounced a! his text "The way of the transgressor Is hard." All the Print.r'. Fault. "What became of thnt paper you were u. i' g to start In the Interest of Uplifting the poor tramp'" asked the Interviewer. "Ah. it tell through." confessed the great reformer, with much agitation, "and ill .ui nccount of the blooming oareleuncs! of the printer." "Did ho make a grave error?" "I ihotild say so. You know the pa per was io be named the Har of Hope. Well, th t idiot of a printer changed It to the Bar of Soap, and as soon as toy constituents heard the MUM they started running, and they are running vet."- Chlcage News. Court Logic. Lawyer My client, your honor, hns Confessed that he committed the bur glary. Vou will admit this nn eloquent proof of my client's love of truth and of his upright conscience, and, your honor, b mag w ith such a delicate cn Kleni e should not he accused of hav gtg broken Into a house to steal. Never! Quito Sotiifactory. Stern Father -Young man. the lights in this house are put out at 10 o'clock; Voting Man That suits me. Don't de hy on my account. -New York Times. NOW W TIME or thfi ffr to bvo your t. tit out and plate and bri'ia work Anne. For out-of-town pat roan wo finish plate and bridge work in one day if neouejaary. HoiarCrons 55. DO 22k BridyTeth3.50 6oid Filling 1.00 Enamel Filling 1.00 Silver Filling .50 Good Rubber - Plate 5.00 But Rubber . Pl.ee 7.50 Painless Eitr'tion . 50 DtST METHODS OR. W. J. Wlif, fnum in I'm. 71 TIIM HTMtllMB If .tlUMO Pa'tn!tw Kitrftt-lK'ii Inr when platiM or l.ri'lR worn You caDnnt get bettor 1. or'lril. Con.uitation Knw Yout.DDnt painleaa wirkanwlmre. nn matter how much jou pay All work fully cunriii.tMl for fifteen yean. Wise Dental Co. INCORPORATED Painless Dentists Failing Building , Third t Washington. PORTLAND, OREGON Offtc loan: Si U.tlSf.H. aundaj'i. t to 1 The Government pays Railway Mail Clerks $800 to $1,200, and other em ployees up to $2,500 annually. Uncle Sam wil bold spring examina nous throughout the country for Hail way Mail uierki, On!totn Bonee derbe, Stenographers, Bookkeeper!, Depart mental Clerks and ther Government Position!. Thousands of appointment will he made. Any man or wo nan over is, m City or country, can get mgtruc lion and tror Information by writing at once to the Bureau of Instruction, 1557 Ham I It Building, Rochetter, N. Y. Trio Orchestra Music Furnished For All Occasions. Instrumentations from three to any number desired. Address or phone C. (i. NI-WMAN, Hood River, Ore. Phone t4-X or 9H9-L. C. EVERETT, Practical Shoeiuak. r. Th. At Rigg!' 01.1 Stand. Fine Work a Specialty Slab Wood A. ('. LOFTS will deliver Slnh Wood to any part, of the city. Now is t lie time to get Chefip fuel. Phone uox Model Bakery DUFFY & ZIMMERMAN, Props. Bread, Pies and Cakes Frsh Every Day. We have reopened the William! liak 'ry under the above name and invite voiir patronage. HocKenberry & Barflett ARCHITECTS Blue Prints Donejto Older. HOOD RIVER, OREGON Davidson Building Phone 61 Real Estate LOANS, RENTING & COLLECTING A Ipeeialty of t'lty Properly, KesMence Lots, ami Knm'i Tracts close In. For Harguins Oft! OH or ad.lrrss T. I). I VVREDY BO0d RIV!f . Hoiik! l'toue H7.L Taft Transfer Co. D RAYING, WOOD YARD, FEED ST Rj U McHeyuoldfl old Stand. 9FFIOE PHONK '.'!. hks. PHONE PHONE 282-M Hood Kiver, Oregon C. F. SUMNER Opposite Postoffiee. Head quarters for PLUMBING Conic in and examine our line of Pumps, Bath Tubs La vatories Sinks, Etc. Spray & Garden Hose Agents For RIFE RAM SURVEYING and BLUE PRINTING P. M. Morse City Engineer Davidson Bldg Hood River office for Newell, (iossctt & Wale)., Consulting Engineers of Portland. The Dalles Nurseries Successors to R. H. Weber Growers of Choice Fruit and Gruamentnl Trees, ( riHtrui vittfifl Sum 11 Fruit IMants and Shrubbery. S We do not employ agents, but sell direct to the y planter, making commercial orchards a specialty. All Correepondence Should .aDC Nnrccrfoc Grand Ave be Addressed t The iWIld nlilXlKS Portland, Ore. Remember Our trees are growntrictly without irrigation. Land 4i 1 have abont 1.000 acres of No. 1 Apple Land, most of it under ditch per acre up. In tracts J. R. Hood River CUPID FLOUR The best Flour made from the best selected bluestem wheat, THE CLEANEST ROLLED BARLEY ON THE MARKET. i Hood River Milling Co. Hunt Paint & Wall Paper Co. Complete line of PAINTS, OILS, BRUSHES, Etc. HEATH & MILLlGAN MIXED PAINTS. PRATT & LAMBERT'S VARNISHES. CALCIMO. Kor room tinting mixed to order. . CI1I-NAMKL. For old furniture and wood work ; any color. ROOM MOULDING. Plate and Card Rail. Dry Paste. OIL CLOTH for wall! and a nice line of Wall Paper. Painting, Paper Hanging, Sign and Carriage Work 'arriage Shop phone 109L Store phone 11015 Oak Stree LPfSSwTIOajT STABLE ..Livery, Feed and Dray ing.. ADVISE. YOUR FRIENDS "The Best Way" To See Hood Riven Canyon and Valley is via Mt. Hood Railroad A RIDE ABSOLUTELY FREE FROM DUST Train leaves Hood River 8 A. M. every day and returns 6:10 P. M. Spend your Sunday in the, mountains. A. WILSON, Agent Orchard and Garden Land Tracts From one to five acres, overlooking the Colum bia River, one quarter mile from station on North Bank Railway, where all trains stop. These tracts are located at Cooks, Wash., the outlet of the fertile Little White Salmon Valley. A. KINGMAN COOKS, WASH. l-H-H"!-!"!-;-!-!-; ODELL NURSERIES t J. W. Wilson, Prop. have for Spring setting a some very nice 8 to 4 feel as Newtowns, Spitzes hers Winter Bananus. 4 i MhH'W 'M'Ni-H li'M-M-l-r- GASOLINE Always on Hand. Automobile Supplies First Class Repair Work HOOD RIVER Manufacturing Engineering Co. For Sale at prices ranging from $60 from ten acres up. STEELE - - - Oregon STRANAHAN S & RATHBTJN Hood River, Ore. Horses bought, aold or exchanged. Pleasure partlea ran secure flret-clasB rigs. Special attention given to moving furniture aim pill OS. We do every thing horses can do. lHK-H"H4"H-l";l-5"H- R. F. D. No. 2 I few firt grade tnrs nnl standard varietit, and Arkansas Hlucks and X N H I M H H"M t M H '1 1 1 1 1 I !