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About Vernonia eagle. (Vernonia, Or.) 1922-1974 | View Entire Issue (April 25, 1929)
VERNONIA EAGLE, VERNONIA, OREGON FOUR lîrnunnu £agk Issued every T n__ jty___________ -'n 00 per year in advance Entered a second cln matter August 4, 1922, at the post office at Vernon' >, Oregon, under the act of March 3, 1879. ADVERTISING r inch; local, 25c per inch; local rentiers 10c per line; legal notices 5c per line; classified lc per word. _____________________________________ MARK E. MOE.............. Publisher LEE SCHWAB .................. Editor Copyrfchl by Doubleday, Doran & Co. CHAPTER VI IVe still Tiad to be cureful. There were plenty of firearms aboard that ship, rifles, grenades, and what not. I kept my riflemen at the rail ready to cover our board ing party and to shoot down any- | one who went near the five-inch I gun. Still with the idea of keep ing the men on the steamer over uwed, I sent my eight strongest men as the hoarding crew under the command of my giunt prize offi cer. They had been among I lie strongest men in Germany. One was the wrestling champion of Sax ony, another the wrestling cham pion of Westphalia. One, a Ba varian who had been a sculptor's model. He had been In much de tnand for posing because of bls pro digious muscular development. Any one of these fellows could bring up the 220-pound weight with one hand. They went with bare arms and shoulders. They had long bam boo poles with hooks nt the end. They reached up with tlie poles, caught the hooks over the edge of the deck of the captured ship, and climbed up hnnd over hand. The men on deck looked down ns they ascended. "What fellows, by Joe. No, by Joe, we’re not going to tight with those fellows!" Our prisoners came aboard Among them were eight British marines who had been assigned to the steamer as a gun crew. The fat captain looked around our deck with a sort of belligerent curiosity He walked up to our smokestack gun, and you couldn’t have told his face from a beet. "Captain, is that the tiling that made that hell of a racket?" "Yes." “Where are your torpedoes?” “Torpedoes? We have no tor pedoes.” “No torpedoes? That was a fake, too?” "Yes.” “By Joe, Captain, don't report that, by Joe.” 1 promised him I would not re port It, and told him heartily that be had behaved like a true British skipper, and no man could have done belter. Aye, things have changed on the sea. When I went aboard that steamer, 1 had to sit there and look around and think. She was a freighter, and what were freighters like when I was in the fo’c’sle? That wasn’t so long ago, twenty-odd years, but ships and customs change rapidly. I was In a magnificent saloon, with heavy carpets, glitter Ing candelabra, and big, luxurious club chairs. Paintings In heavy frames hung on the wall. In one corner was a Steinway grand piano and beside it a music rack. There were other musical instruments, a melodion, a violin, a guitar, a uku iele. The hold of the steamer was no less interesting. The cargo was valued at a million pounds sterling It Included five hundred cases of rare cognac and twenty-three hun dred cases of champagne, Veuve Cliquot. That was something. "Ho! boys,” 1 called, “lend a hand. There's a hit of work here.” We took the musical Instruments, the piano, violin, ’cello, melodion. and all. We had aboard the See- adler a pianist and a violinist, both excellent musicians out of the Ger man conservatories. We hud no room In our cabins to hang the paintings, so I gave them to our captive captains to take with them when they left our ship. Some of the expensive furniture fitted nice ly in the Seeadler’s cabins. Of the cognac and chnmpagne we ferried aboard as much as we could stow away. We opened the seacocks of the steamer, and she settled down peacefully beneath the waves. ’fie was such a cheery, convivia: soul that I hated to break the bil l news to him. I left the progress of events to do that. Lie wanted to have a look over our ship. So I ushered him aft to my cabin, and threw open the door. He took a step forward and recoiled. On Hie walls were pictures of the kaiser, Hindenburg, Ludendorff, and Von Tlrpltz, and a large German flag "lies ullemands!” he groaned. "Yes,” I said, "we are Germans." "Then we are lost, per Dieu!” "Yes. per Dleu, you are lost.” He stood with his forehead In one hand. His despair was both tragic and comic to behold. I tried as best I could to say a tew words of cheer. “Well, Captain, you are not the only one to lose your ship during the war. Tomorrow I, too, may be sunk, or the next day.” He replied in the most doleful tone imaginable: “It Is not so much the loss of my ship. But It’s that I feel I have only myself to blame for It. In Val paraiso, where I lay in port witli my Duplelx, two of my fellow cup tains warned me not to start until they had cabled our owners for flmil Instructions and news iiboitt U-boats and cruisers. Possibly our owners would Instruct us to keep off the usual course, they said. But the wind was fair, and I thought THURSDAY, APRIL 25, 192» "Orderly," I called in German which the captain did not under stand. “bring up captains numbers five und nine.” While we waited, I Invited my mournful guest to have some more champagne, but he refused and continued bolding his beud und moaning. A knock at the door. “Come in.” And in walked the captains ot the Antonin and the La Itoche- foucnuld. They had been on Isiard ten and three days respectively. The captain of the Duplelx gaped. “Eh, tout la France!” he cried. Full of Ironical enthusiasm, he raised his glass of champagne and ' saluted them. Then with joy that lie made no effort to conceal, he clasped the hands of the two cap tains wlmse advice he had scorned and who had encountered the same fate us he. They returned his wel come with a grim humor. The presence of these three cap tains aboard the Seemlier rep resented a loss of ten thousand tons of saltpeter destined for French powder mills, mid a saving of hundreds, perhaps thousands of German Ilves. "Well, Capluiu, our hard luck is your good luck." "Lucky?" I felt like saying. “Do you call this lucky?" He was a typical old seaman, afraid neither ot enemy In war nor storms at sen The seven seus had been his home. Like Hie sail ing sldp, the oldtime windjammer captain is vanishing Ciiplaln Mul len was lndeed_Jike the kina of a vanishing i .<e He swagger* if down below, and saluted our other skip pers with a Jovial nir. He soon be came the lending figure of the “Cnntalns’ club." , When every one Imd left the Pin- more. I Imd n boat take me over to her.' 1 clambered aboard and -ent the bout and its crew buck. telling them I would give them n bail wligp I wanted them ii ; —In (Continued Next Week) Windjammer V». Steamer. NT OW the biggest ship we cap- t ’ tured In the Atlantic was u 9,800-tou British steamer loaded THE GOOD WILL VISIT with champagne—the Hurugitrth That was our banner day. That Vernonia was well pleased with being She was well armed and had a She hove Into sight one the recipient of a good will visit from the Portland wireless. morning, and we could see thut she make a tough customer tor Chamber of Commerce yesterday was evidenced would sailing ship to handle. Hut why by the towns gala attire for the occasion and an our not have u good look ut her. We tlie signal; earnest endeavor by many citizens to make the visit set •'Chronometer time, please." a pleasant one for the delegation. The way she paid no attention to request said very clearly: One Sunday morning, we sighted The good will tours of the Portland Chamber tlie “Let a large British barque anil started that old wludjammer go and lifter her. She thought we were 1" of Commerce are to be especially commended be buy But a watch playfully challenging her to a race, we had other devices. We cause they are made in the spirit of cooperation had u smoke apparatus to send ami tried to run away. I don’t rolling out of tlie galley, and : know whether we could have caught rather than from a paternalistic standpoint. “Lest clouds the galley roof wus a dish load her In a straight sailing ship we Forget” might well be the motto of such a tour, on against sailing ship contest; at any ed with a quantity of mugneslum ! rate, our motor gave us the edge. when lighted produced a for it serves to remind us of the fact that both which wicked red flame. We set the smoke A strange feeling came over me towns are in Oregon, and vitally interested in this and lire going, and ran up distress ' as we gained on her and as her signals. The Seeadler now was tlie lines became more distinct. It was state’s development. This will best be accomplished most dramatic-looking ship atire a sense of sadness and of vague, by a spirit of cooperation between towns and cities you ever saw. Thirty of my crew dimly dawning recol'ectian li d 1 I with rifles hid behind the seen that ship before? Was it pos rather than by separate efforts of the several muni armed rail, and Schmidt quickly dressed sible? cipalities. * up us tlie captain s wife, tlie beau "Signal and ask her for her tiful but simpering “Joseieeua" ot name, ” I culled tlie big feet. We Imd another piece <)iir signal flag went aloft. The of apparatus which we now used reply came back: THE COMMUNITY CHEST Baby’s good health, especially during the for tlie Urst time. It was a kind of enmion made out of u section of ••Pii »more ” Ali. my old I’hii in»re, on which 1 If an award were to be given at the end of the smokestack. It wus loaded with warmer weather, depends upon the quality Imd h hide Hie long' si and most bar- charge of powder, and you year to the organization in Vernonia who was fore a touched rowin g voyage of my life. Mem it off with a lighted cig and the puiity of milk he is fed. Absolute Olios st i’pl n\ei ■ e ot ilu»se end most in civic activities i nd welfare work during arette. It wus quite harmless bill less slo: II*.- ;iu<l •» the disease on imide u terrifying noise. You would sanitation in our creamery insures our the year of 1929, the Vernonia Study club would have thought it a superdreud- board, beri beri, scurvy My whole being seemed to leap buck to tlie naught's full broadside. I picked wm by a wide margin. milk reaching your home in perfect con days oi my youth Uomesiekness three sailors who had the most The one thing most needed and least heeded powerful voices aboard, gave them seized me. I coutil not say a word Lutece, Captured by the Castaways. large megaphones, und stationed to Leudemiinn. who stood beside dition. hy most organizations who somehow wished to them on tlie topmast yards of tlie It best to take advantage of it. So. me. Phone 471 pass the buck, is being sponsored by the Study umilimast and mizzen. “ No use. the ship must be sunk. ’ ’ without waiting for a reply from It tlmt steamer was short on club, and it is certain that the community chest courtesy, our owners, I sailed from Val a harsh Inner voice told me she was long on human paraiso ahead of the other two cap-1 It was hard for me io sink any will be a success, with the backing and guardian lty. She came rushing heroically tains. And now, because I did not j sidling vessel, but doi.bl.v v-mel '<» to the aid of the old suilsliip that take tlieir advice, I have lost tlie have to sink my old ship. I telt ship of such a well organized group of ladies. was blazing so dramatically Just Duplelx, my ship. Mon Dleu, vvlmt as though she were a kind mother astern. She had a powerful wire The responsibility of assisting to put the com less set, and as I stood on my an ass I was! Now they will re No sailor with any kind of n sail port It to my owners, and 1 will or's soul in him will raise a hand j munity chest over the top should be the aim of bridge watching her ns site steamed against bls own ship never get a ship again.” toward us I could not take my eyes We took her ns we Imd taken the every iodge and order in Vernonia, as it was proven oft “What were tlie names of your live-inch gun on her deck others. When lu-i ciew came aboard. Pasteurized Milk and Cream friends’ ships?” last year what a necessity a fund created to be What the was our little popgun beside I looked fol 1:11.101. r faces. There “Tlie Antonin—” that piece of ordnance? Uno shot were none. The skipper. Captain used for welfare work would be. Vernonia, Oregon "Tlie Antouln under captain i would blow us right out of tlie Mullen, came up to me wilb a Lecoq ?” . water. humorous, senmnnly air. "Yes. And the La Roche- The steamer Imd a big fat cap foncauld.” tain, who had Ids cap pulled down BOOSTS NEW ROAD over one eye. II is voice, even when whispered, was a deep bellow. An editorial appearing in last weeks Scappoose he You should have heard It through Register, the paper owned and published by Paul tlie megaphone! Tlie steamer drew The fat captain raised Ids Robinson, called the attention of its readers to the near. megaphone. fact that while the proposed extension to the West "What the hell's the matter with ” Ills voice boomed across Side Pacific highway would greatly benefit the you? like the rumble of our old cannon. section through which it covered in Columbia coun We cut off (lie smoke and dame It looked ns if we had fought our ty, that under no circumstances should Columbia fire successfully. Schmidt, the cup county stand the entire expense of building this tain's beautiful wife, tripped along tlie deck witli coquettish movements extension. of shoulders and idps. The officers the steamer’s bridge eyed tlie But Mr. Robinson, who has always been a on fair vision and exchanged smiles great Vernonia boo ter seemed very enthused over with that rogue of a Schmidt. Nor tlie fat captain Insensible to the fact that his old home town would benefit, if was feminine charms. He rolled bls this new ext .1 bet ..lie a reality, and commend eyes and grinned with the expres of a skipper who can easily ed the pep and spirit shown by the good road build sion "cut ids officers out." ers in^Vernonia. “Look nt tlie wireless. Leude- ” I said, “and the live-inch We consider Editor Robinson the best booster tnann, gun.” "Knock tlie wireless over," he Scappoose ha.. and probably the best Booster for replied, "and let’s have it out with Vernonia of any who live out of this town. tlie live-inch gun." “Clear the deck for action," I roared. Instantly, the beautiful Schnddt threw off Ids silken dress, and In tlie uniform of n German gob kicked bls blonde wig around the deck. The Britishers stared aghast. The German flag ran up, our riflemen arose from behind the rail, ready to CHAPTER VII OPEN DAY AND NIGHT pick off anyone wlm tried to linndle the five-inch gun. Bang, crash, and M. F. Dooley, Prop. our gun knocked over the wireless The Last Cruise of ths Poor Old Plnmore. shack. A tremendous detonation night, the breeze having be- and our false smokeless cannon come light, we proceeded un added its voice to the general ef der a cloud of sail. It was a night feet. Tlie steamer’s crew swarmed on such as you rarely find anywhere Sec us for repair work on your car.—All deck and ran around like crazy ani but In the tropics. The four scln work Guaranteed mals. Tlie captain telephoned his tllliiQjig stars of the Southern Cross order to start the engines, ills en twinkled merrily down upon us. ‘ SHELL OIL AND GAS” glue crew was on deck as panicky Our sails were full, and the waves iis the others. lie ordered the murmured past our bow. The boats swung out. His men were sky was a gorgeous spread of blink with I already doing that ns well as tlielr ing stars, and Old Man Moon was fright allowed. so bright that he seemed to be “Clear tlie deck for action," he laughing and chuckling. The buc caneer’s deck was crowded. We howled. That gave the crew a greater sat around In genial fraternity, otli- scare than ever. cers, prisoners and crew, each with "I shouted to him: a goblet of champagne. "What ho, a light I" “l.ay to, or I will sink you." I had to admire thut captain. The My night telescope nt niy eye. I fat fellow dominated the frightened saw n ship. On the horizon, bright mob by sheer force of lung power. ly outlined by the light of the moon Ills voice seemed to sweep the deck stood n stately three-master. und master everything. Our flash signal flared out across "Gun crow to llieir posts. By Joe the water. -AND AN ALL-STAR— [,} you scalawags. Gun crew to their "Heave to—a German cruiser." posts, I say. by Joe." Unable to make us out. she little We stood watching. I didn’t guessed that we were little more think he could do it, but the panic than a sailing ship, from which she SUPPORTING CAST stilled. The frightened men stood could easily escape by slipping through the night. We were confl- nt a kind of attention. Tlie gun crew separated Itself from the lent she would take us for an crowd. It looked at though there irmored cruiser easily able to would bo a tight, bls cannon against catch her and blow her out of the our rifles. Well, we could pick sen with a broadside. them oft, and that fat “soul of the We waited at the rail to see situation" would tie an excellent what would happen. Presently murk to shoot at. we heard a splashing of oars. Out We had one more device left >f the darkness came a hail, the I gave the signal. From the mast (oiliest hail 1 have ever listened heads boomed three unseen voices o. It was in nasal teaport French through the meguphoues in unison. "What a relief! Instead of a The shout was In English and Hoche cruiser, I find you are an seemed to dominate the oeeau to ■Id windjammer like ourselves. the horizon: But why the Joke? Your signal "Torpedoes clear!" fooled us completely. I suppose 1 ", r '■ 1 - wit Combine speed and quality On the deck of the steamer a you want to tell us something with the new enne-suving ctume' about the war." crazy yell arose: "No torpedoes, for God's sake, "Come on board." I replied. "We have lots of news." no torpedoes.” FINISH Handkerchiefs, napkins, towels, We were in our shirt sleeves, and The new quick dry. feuar.e. t-i - v.e vdwotk, wall,, everywhere and anything white was waved. The looked like ordinary seamen. On about the home deck he said proudly: cook frantically waved his apron. Black and white ar.J so er J voaumh color» "I am a Frenchman." As though "I.ay to," I shouted, "or we dis Spe-l-ea y hrus' self ie . 1.) , -nMve odtx—just ease and beauty charge our torpedoes." we couldn't have guessed It. in every brush stroke. Dry in four bouts. Waterproof There was no further sound. "A Frenchman? Fine. How Is Tlie fat captain was licked, licked France dofhg?" “See Hoffman About It.”—It Pay*. "Ah! France, she Is victorious hy the terror the torpedo Inspired in every one who sailed on ships or will be very soon. Ravi de vous He made no further protest. He voir." He fairly bubbled over with de could not have done anything with hl« men now. but I don’t think he light when we offered him a bot liked torpedoes either. He sat down tle of champagne. Being home a deck chair, cursing and wip- ward bound, be was tn a frolicsome —- HXHXHXfiXHXHZIHXHXHXHXHXHX on mqfid. - _ . inj; the iweaj qff Ills ¿ice. TREH/RfcE GARAGE & REPAIR SHOP Extied Repair Work Eigcksniithing Baby’s Health Depends on Milk Nehalem Valley Ice & Creamery Company Columbia Pictures presents First Show 6:0(1 I’.M. SUNDAY AT Joy Theatre Vernonia’s First Talking Piehire LUSTAQUIK Hoffman Hardware A100% TALKING PICTURE' JACK HOLT j DOROTHY REVIER 'j WILLIAM COLLIER, Jr. H kJ of FRANK R. CAPRA production
