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About The Mill City enterprise. (Mill City, Or.) 1949-1998 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 19, 1950)
January 19, lSjg 2—THE MILL ( ITT ENTERFRLSE The MILL CITY ENTERPRISE MILL CITY, OREGON DON PETERSON, Publisher Entered as second-clans matter November to. 19 4 4 at the post office at Mill City, Oregon, under the Act of .March 3, 1K7S (I. OtMIFIEI) tmUHTIUM.I '>11.- insertion for .»<'<• or three for 91. >4. responsible for more than one Incorrect In- The Enterprise will not 1— be — r— section. Errors In advertising should “ be reported immediately. Display Advertising 45c column inch. NATIONAL Meenluey 0« ec ] P ublish . Pi R I AT I 0 N EDITORIAL ASSO C |1 a TI (ÌN 1 ‘-r t <5 * -J Brwii'iB'irT. To Those Who Receive Mail The residents of the canyon with post office boxes or on R.F.D. routes received in the mails this week one of the most Important messages of Canyon history. "INFANTILE PARALYSIS THREATENS OUR CHILDREN LN EVERY PLAYGROUND —IN EVERY SCHOOLROOM — IN EVERY HOME. "IT STRIKES QUICKLY, WITHOUT WARNING, AND WITH OUT MERCY, LEAVING CHILDREN UNABLE TO WALK , . . UNABLE TO HOPE UNLESS YOU HELP.” This nn-ssage in many eases got no farther than the post office waste basket. This writer would tie the first to promote bigger and better waste baskets for much of the "Boxholder’’ material. However every so often something of real Importance comes through. It han arrived. The ap|>eal to JOIN THE MARCH OF DIMES. Most of the readers are aware of the very urgent need of the polio drive at this time. Every dime will help. ", If your youngster were Suppose we stop and consider for a moment, stricken tomorrow would you be able to afford the care that would cost ho many hundreds of dollars? Would you want your child to be crippled for the rest of his life? The National Foundation for Infantile Paralysis stands ready to care and help in every emergency. No longer is It a matter of affording the cont With the emergent y fund at an all time low the call to give that they may live must not pass us by. this triumph. If Hogue could have all the words of admiration for him spoken by Coho, he would have By JIM STEVENS blushed until his hair caught on fire. Sentimental Journey Summing up, ‘Hogue saved the Doug-1 In a pack of old letters I've been las fir market in New York,’ said backtracking on a trip taken in the Coho.” fall of 1926 to the east coast. It was This part of it was no story for a my first journey out of the woods magazine or newspaper, of course— after the little war. My main hope on this the thing was to bring in the was to get away from it all. New Douglas fir loggers and contrast York, Philadelphia, old country, them with the New York sandhogs scenes and things new to me, fresh Chester Hogue’s work had been interests to look into and write about steady, persistent plugging with en-; —I looked forward to the like of this. gineers, architects and other import Well, the first writing chore I tried ant lumber users and specifiers, until in New York was about longshoring he had convinced them on the case nigh the Battery, along Pearl Street, he had to present for Douglas fir in and from there to Brooklyn. Out to competition with other woods. Chester Hogue was a peerless tim- gather material, tn no time at all I smelled Douglas fir lumber. And my , ber engineer, and he was an able story turned out to be an account of lumber promotion man because he the handling of lumber cargoes in the inspired trust in his knowledge and shadows of the skyscrapers. The his integrity. What he said about editor of the New Yok Times Sunday lumber was believed. He represented magazine was pleased to buy the a lumber trade association, he was piece, even though by my looks and simply a salaried man, like many an gab I wa» plainly fresh and raw from other who has done vital work of this kind for the lumber industry. the sticks farthest west. Then on Seventh avenue I ran into The Biggest Job . . , Other lumber promotion men have an amazing sight of a great city's traffic rolling and walking on wood succeeded Chester Hogue, and the big from our trees, A subway was build- ( job goes on. One needs to visit the ing, and Douglas fir timbers sup Brooklyn. Boston and Baltimore lum ported the street while the digging ber terminals to visualize the indus and concrete pouring went on. 1 was try's mighty markets, or to attend a mighty homesick by this time. I few of the 20 regional retail lumber climbed on a pile of fir and just sat trade association conventions that there for an hour, feeling it and smel will be held in January and Feb ling it. I was at homo in Manhattan. ruary. At the conventions not only the Lumber Promotion Man extent and importance of West Coast Later I found my way into the lumber's markets are made apparent, offices of thè New York Lumber Trade Association, seeking informa- but the competition that is faced by tion on how Douglas fir timbers got our region's No. 1 source of income themselves mixed up with the sub and payrolls is seen. The competi- ways of the big town. Here is a tion is truly terrific, and it grows by leaps and bounds. quote from a letter I wrote after a And, right in there with it are two-hour talk wth Bert Coho, then secretary of the New York associa the promotion men of West Coast tion -a letter dated October 5, 1926. lumber, leaping and bounding too, ’'I've got a bear of a yarn—Subway and keeping up with the competi tion's best. It is tough going. No. Extra! All about longleaf pine being body is around to applaud. Lumber booted out of New York subway con promotion remains the industry's struction by Douglas fir! Bert Coho biggest and hardest job has given me all the details on the work done by Chester J. Hogue in Jton't Borrow — Subscribe! Out of the Woods BROADWAY AND MAIN STREET of green a block away from the subway station at 242nd street. Their eyes were in fixed focus on a shiny object at their feet the Hope Diamond .... • • • NOW, IT FIGURES that by this time you're bustin’ to know some- thing about the owner of the Hope Diamond shooter. and how the fabled marble happened to wind up at the feet of a bunch of kids on the day of the big tournament. Well, for you to get the complete picture, it is necessary for me to sketch in some of the background of the shooter—a story which, I might add. in many respecis. parallels the history of its super-jinxed namesake. As the fen-everything set recalls it, the Hope Diamond was first brought to the Bronx by a player who originally hailed from Chepa chet, Rhode Island. After a series of backyard triumphs, he won the right to participate in a semi-final, but the morning of the contest one of the ball-bearings in his skates got stuck and. in the header which followed, his shooting finger was so badly bruised that he had to with draw. Then, for a while, the malevo lent marble uas owned hy Irv Sondergaard. hut shortly after he acquired it, the hoy developed a game leg and was forever barred • by his doctor from kneeling on the damp earth. Finally. Whitey Wizcoczki, re puted to have the most skillful thumb north of the Harlem river, latched on to the shooter, but two days before the big tournament, the jinx caught up with him and he broke a couple of ribs falling off the back of an ice truck. The easiest thing, of course, would have been to throw away the hex heavy shooter but, as you kr.ow, the ways of men and urchins under the spell of superstition are hard to explain. Harry Winston's Hope Diamond, too. is supposed to carry Look, WeCan Walk Again! Quality Afeáis & Groceries Frozen Foods Friday & Saturday Special Campbells Tomato Soup 3 cans lor 25c a curse with it. but as you may have noticed. Harry hasn't thrown it away either. • • AND SO. five minutes before the contest. Charlie Hersch. Whitey's closest friend, dropped the Hope Diamond shooter in front of the contestants with the dire words, "Wizcoczki says anybody wants it kin have it, only he oughta make sure his family kin afford the doc tor bills.” Eleven of the players regarded it with awe and distrust, but the twelfth—a dark horse from the swanky Riverdale section—was not impressed. He picked it up. tried a test shot, and said, "If nobody wants the Diamond. I'll use it.” "Ya be lucky if ya don't bust a leg," said Hymie Michernick. Well, for most of the contest it looked as if the rich kid was a cinch to win. Not only did the Diamond connect tilth everything it went after, hut it seemed Io hex the other shooters that at tempted to hit it. Inspired and made confident hy its perform ance, the kid from Riverdale sighted long and carefully, con sidered the topography of the ground and. when the situation called for extreme measures even shot from the stomach position. However, as the match entered the tenth and final round, a station wagon pulled up and a hefty Swede of a nursemaid got out. “Ja-ackie,” she shouted, "Din- ner's almost ready and look at : your clothes. You're a sight!” "Wait a minute,” said the kid. squinting at a marble four feet away. "Albert!” yelled the nursemaid. A chauffeur with big shoulders got out and walked toward the cir cle. Jackie dropped the Hope Dia mond in disgust, said "Aw, nuts!" and climbed into the station wagon And, as It drove away, the blood shot eye of the blue shooter seemed to wink at the other players. Hymie Michernick picked it up. "This is the last time it's going to put the squitch on anybody," he said, and threw it as far as he could. Now. if the Hope Diamond had been an ordinary shooter, the story would end here. But, as I have gone to some pains to make clear, it was not. Propelled by the Michernick muscles, the little ball of fire sailed through the air for 50 feet, bounced off a tin can onto the sidewalk, and was picked up an hour later by an Intern on his way to the hospital. “I know someone who’ll get a real kick out of this,” he said, hand ing the Hope Diamond shooter to one of the nurses. "Will you give this marble to the patient in room 218, Whitey Wizcoczki—the little boy who broke his ribs.” darn if he didn’t run and get elected sheriff himself! From where I sit, we should find out the facts before we try to talk about anything. When we do, we’re inclined to be more tolerant ... we’re apt to understand a little more about the other fellow's pref erence for, say, his political candi date or for a temperate glass of beer now and then. I say, if you don't want to get tripped up, don't leap to conclusions! Copyright, 1950, United States Breu ers Foundation MILL CITY At the regular Monday meeting of the Santiam Lions Club, the members of the auxiliary prepared and served a potluck dinner. Mrs. Jack Colburn was general chairman. Over thirty ! attended. Ray Yankus celebrated her fifth birthday with a party at her home Saturday afternoon. Games were played before the opening of many j gifts^ Ice cream, cake and cocoa | were served. Children attending were, Kathleen Odermann. Larry and Sharyn Cribbs, Carol and Shirley Veness, Mickey and Stevie McClin tock, and Norma and Ellena Nelson. Rev. and Mrs. T. Courtney, Jr. with Mr. and Mrs. J. Vaughan and Mr. Tom Shelton were in attendance at the county convention of the Church of Christ at Albany, where Rev. Courtney gave the afternoon address. Mr. and Mrs. Earl Basset were din- ner guests at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Lee Basset Sunday the 15th. Mr. and Mrs. Shields Remine left ] Wednesday on vacation for Chicago and Detroit, Michigan, They will return by way of Los Angeles. Mr. and Mrs. Ed. ftoschie have been in San Francisco this past week. The Mill City Garden club will meet at the home of Mrs. Curt Cline Jan uary 26th at 8:00 pm. Mr. Ketchum, Mill City resident, fell Monday as he was walking past the Hill Top store. His fall resulted in a sprained wrist. He is caring for the injury at home. The Womens Council of the First Christian church met at the home of Mrs. Joe Vaughan Wednesday for their monthly business meeting. Mrs. Lewis Verbeck and daughter Marleen, drove to Eugene Tuesday evening to attend the concert of the Northwest Christian College choir. MRS. VENESS TO SPEAK Mrs. Robert Veness has been called to speak in behalf of the National Conference of Christians and Jews at Albany in the month of February. Mrs. Veness, wife of Robert Veness, Mill City Theatre owner, will speak during National Brotherhood Week and will address the Albany P.T.A. February 13th and the Albany Senior high school assembly February 24th. Quality job printing at the Enter prise. McEWAN PHOTO SHOP Next Doer to Jenkin’s Hardware Open Friday Afternoons ITIONE 2248 Mill City REGISTERED OPTOMETRIST In Jenkins [Building MILL CITY . (Formerly Baker’s Jewelry Store) Telephone 2243 tor Appointments Open Every Thursday 1 Io G P.M. 6 * Eve examination * Eye glass adjustments 1 s 145 S. Church, next to Salem Parking to 8 P.M. by appointment Glasses fitted. Broken lenses replaced General offrceu at Ten Brook Jewekra. ALBANY MIOME AHL oO* O ga »* g ' Not mincing dancing sttpa. thasa. but jayful striata scrota a hos pital ward. Young aa they art. brothara Ignacla Jrw S. and Nor man Futntsa. 1. muat laarn tt walk for tho otcond timo, afttr both wort atrlcktn by polio. Thou- tenda tf children were elded to ward recovery by National Foun dation for Infantile Faralyele. Contribuitone to thè IMO March of DImoo campaign, January 14-31. are necoeaary to keep on helping polio vlotlme. h»1 DO -<OU CALL US FOR CONSULTATION NO OBLIGATION Complete SHEET ROCK DOORS and WINDOWS BOYSEN PAINT Supply of All Your Fresh Meat I F.RY REASONYBLF Building Featuring new low price« on Monotex — the paint with the «and finish Needs• • Kel loin’s Grocery MUI (Tty OPEN WEEK DAYS 8AM to 7 P M SUNDAYS and HOLIDAYS » A M to 4 PM V KELLY LUMBER SALES OPEN «ITI RIH1S ■ V: DR. M ARK II VMMERICKSEN BARGALNS In Furniture, Stoves, Dishes Clothing, Housewares MAC'S 1) 7 Cat & Dozer MILL CITY MEAT MARKET Scoop Blake paid us a friendly call at the Clarion's office last week and we were talking about when he was a reporter here. "Remember how mad I got when I found out you were writing that election story right from your desk?” I asked him. “And how I made you get out and learn what a sheriff’s job was all about?” “I sure do, Joe,” said Scoop. “I want to thank you for teaching me the ‘hat-trick’—putting on my hat and finding out the facts, that is.” Then we both had a good laugh because he found out so much that Let me end the suspense here and now by announcing that the gang was made up of boys who had gotten together to decide the marble championship of the Upper Bronx, and that the shiny object at their feet was not the unlucky stone of great price you’ve been reading about for years, but a legendary agate known to small fry from the Triborough Bridge to Spuyten Duyvil as the Hope Diamond shooter. FOR RENT Call Walt Kay Why Scoop No Longer Works Here _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ By BILLY ROSE---------------------------------- The members of the gang squatted in a small circle on a patch Now, a shooter, or “real,” as the afficionados call it, looks a lot like an ordinary mar ble, but any kid who knows a heist shot from a knuck le-down can tell you the difference. The shooter is heavier, truer, more cunningly fashioned than the ordinary 1 m m i e, and. even more im- Billy Kose p o r t a n t, there exists between it and the thumb and forefinger of its owner a spirit ual affinity which makes it more precious to him than all the other marbles he owns. When a player loses in a “for-keeps” game, he pays off with common, earth-bound miggels—he would no more think of parting with his shooter than a good family man would with his life in- surance. Joe Marsh From where I sit... Hope Diamond—Not a Jinx Gem But a Marble Carrying a Hex Pirone 1915 RI SSEI J. KELLY. Mfr I I
