Vernonia eagle. (Vernonia, Or.) 1922-1974, November 01, 1935, Image 11

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Fish Out of Wafer donalds . aitkin
© McClure Newspaper Syndicate. WNU Service.
HERE was an Inscription on
the back of the gold watch.
T Presented
to Henry Smithers
a little of the spare time you're go­
ing to have. I haven’t even had
time to try out my new fishing rod.”
All morning Mrs. Smithers' pa­
tience was sorely tried. Henry just
moped around.
After lunch Mrs. Smithers decid­
ed that something must be done
She was afraid of what might hap­
pen if this went on. Resolutely
she dried her hands and went to
find him. Henry was nowhere In
the house. The old brown hat he
sometimes wore was missing from
its accustomed place In the hall. He
must have gone off somewhere for
a stroll. Mrs. Smithers went to
the telephone and put a call
through to the office of Jones, Ward
and Co.
.Mr. Ward, the president, listened
with astonishment. Then he said,
“But, my dear Mrs. Smithers, we
can’t take your husband back 1 He’s
earned his retirement If you think
the pension's not adequate, perhaps
we could—”
Mrs. Smithers bad to begin ail
over again.
“It isn't a question of money.
Don’t you understand? Henry's
whole life was In his Job. Now
you’ve taken it away! I’m afraid.
So afraid! Can't you find a place
for him, somewhere, anywhere? Oh.
please, please!”
Gradually the president came
around. Yes, he began to see. If
she'd tell Mr. Smithers to come
down in the morning they'd talk
things over.
When George came home from
work she was almost frantic. They
drove down to the village to make
Inquiries. The butcher put them
on the track. His little boy had
seen Mr. Smithers heading down
towards the river where high banks
overlooked the most dangerous
part. Mrs. Smithers, white-faced,
exchanged glances with her son.
George drove grimly, sending the
car bouncing and bucking along the
deep-rutted lane. The last fifty
yards had to be covered on foot,
through trees. As they came out
close to the river bank. Mrs. Smith-
ers uttered a little weak cry of dis­
tress. Halfway up the slope lay a
crumpled brown object. It was
Henry’s battered old hat!
George gripped his mother’s arm
and steadied aer. They climbed to
the top and looked down. Imme­
diately below them, at the water's
edge, sat Mr. Smithers on a large
rock—fishing! Mrs. Smither’s eyes
closed and a little prayer of thank
fulness went up. Then she looked
down again and cried out:
“Goodness gracious, Henry! Don’t
you know it’s getting dark?” The
scolding tone in her voice was to
hide her relief. “Come on up.
We’ve got good news. They phoned
from the office. They want you to
go back!”
Mr. Smithers raised the fishing
rod, swung the baited hook to an­
other part of the stream and let It
fall in again with a little plop.
He looked up at the bank. “Me -
go back to that stuffy old office?
he exclaimed. “Not on your life!
Look—” He laid the rod aside and
held up an Insignificant little fish
about four inches long. “I just land­
ed It,” he said, with eyes that shone
proudly. “Tomorrow I’m going
after the big ones. This new rod
of yours Is a dandy, George. Say
—I’m just starting to live!”
In recognition of 35 years of loyal
Jones, Ward & Co.
•‘It’s beautiful, Henry!” Mrs.
Smithers said.
Mr. Smithers was slumped In an
armchair, hands dug deep In trou­
ser pockets. “Well,” he said, “1
suppose It’s a pretty swell way of
telling a man that he's no good any
Tears floated In Mrs. Smither’s
kindly brown eyes. She forced
them back, put one arm around her
husband’s shoulder and stroked his
gray head.
“Don’t take It that way, Henry.
You ought to be very thankful.
They’ve given you a generous pen­
sion. Now you can enjoy a rest.”
Mrs. Smithers did her best to
smile, but in her heart she was
afraid. Men recired against their
will from jobs held almost a life­
time, forced into Inactivity, went
to pieces quickly.
Next morning, In spite of pro­
tests from his wife, Mr. Smithers
rose as usual at seven. He shaved,
dressed and was the first down at
He was moodily munching a
piece of dry toast when the click­
clack of feminine heels sounded on
the stairs. Doris took her place at
the table.
“Good morning. Daddy 1” Unfold
Ing a napkin, she turned her pi­
quant little face with its bubbling
blue eyes In the direction of her
mother. “Gee, Daddy’s lucky, Isn’t
he?” she said. “No more rushing
off with me to catch the 8:15 in
the morning. All day to read his
paper and do as he likes.”
Washington, Franklin and other
Although we are not sufficiently
George, tall and glowing from
his morning shuwer, slipped into Informed as to all the reasons which leaders of the American Revolu­
led the Romans tion knew that they were risking
his seat in time to echo the senti­
to murder one of their necks when they began a war
their greatest em­ to throw off the yoke imposed by a
“Yes, Dad,” he said. “Wish 1 had
for Power
perors, It Is clear half-mad king of England.
that greed had something to do
But they were willing to sacrifice
their own lives to their countrymen
with it
Good Pass Catcher
Greed nas played a very Impor­ If need be, and when they joined
together for that purpose it looked
tant part In history In the past
And beyond any doubt It Is re­ very much as If those lives would
sponsible for many of the things soon be cut short
that are going on In Europe just
Nurse ambition if you possess it.
Hut first be sure that it is true ambi­
And of all the futile, senseless and tion, not covetousness or greed.
• • •
stupid passions greed is not only the
It most people would take as good
worst but the most dangerous.
Two great powers In the eastern care of their health as they do
of tbelr new shiny
hemisphere—I do not need to name
Keep the
car, they would
them—are building war machines
which are Intended eventually for Machine Going
longer and
get more fun out
use against each other.
Why? The political leaders of of life.
And though many people may
these countries hope to go down to
history ns great statesmen, and that differ with me, - insist that having
will be impossible unless they be­ fun is as important to a man as It
come leading figures in great and Is enjoyable.
You have plenty of time to work
history creating events.
If you spend eight or ten hours a
What will they get out of it?
A little temporary reputation— day at it.
Devote the rest to keeping the
the adulation of their countries as
long as they are successful, and the machine In repair.
hatred of their countries If they
Get plenty of exercise, not the kind
that wears you out, but the kind that
• • «
builds you up.
If you don’t want to play golf
1 have lived In small towns and
In large cities, and known many of take long walks in the country. That
the so-called Important people In will not only help pep up the old
back and legs, but It will give you
both kinds of communities.
These Important people were not an Interesting glimpse at a region,
builders or founders of enterprises. which, If you are a city man, you
They were as a general thing men rarely see except through a car win­
who had thrust themselves to the dow.
* « •
front in order to attract attention
Drop In on the doctor now and
to themselves.
then, and let him look you over.
Greed for celebrity was their fall­
He may find out why you feel
more tired than you ought to feel,
Among the men who have made and tell you how to get over lb
really great names for themselves,
Join men that spend a regular
there are very few who cared a part of their spare time In exercise
great deal for the power that at­ or play of some kind.
tended their greatness.
Don’t let little vexations “fuss”
They really wanted to do some­ you. You will never be able to get
Mike Savage, 220-pound end on
the Michigan university team, is thing for others—something that along without them while you are
one of the good catchers of passes would lighten labor, tend to bring living in this world, so you might
developed bv Coach Kipke and fre­ peace and prosperity and add to as well learn to tolerate them.
quently used.
the joy of life.
Read the newspapers and find out
Uncommon Sense
Some one has defined a special­
1st as one who mows more and
more about less
and less. There
may be more
truth than hu­
mor in that defi­
nition. Not for
a moment would
w e
the value of the
specialist. There
is no doubt but
that specializa­
tion leads to ef­
ficiency. A visit
to a modern
hospital con­
vinces us of the
value of specialization.
If your
trouble is in the throat, ear, eye,
etc., you are Immediately sent to
a specially trained man In that par­
ticular ailment. For every disease
there seems to have been trained
a specialist who claims to know-
more about a particular disease
than anybody else and whose abil­
ity to administer a cure Is propor­
tionally superior. Be that as it
may. We offer no driticism. It
may be in thé interest of efficiency.
We do feel, however, that the spe­
cialist is in danger of claiming a
monopoly on the skill necessary to
cure a particular ailment, and that
this advanced training—so called—
what is going on in the world.
That will give you an outside In­
Moreover, It will probably con­
vince you that you were lucky to
be born in a country whos- next-
door neighbors are not drilling
troops and building battleships and
big guns.
• •
Don’t eat just to be eating, or
because you like some particular
kind of fare.
Europeans are much wiser about
eating than Americans, which is
why they don’t have so much Indi­
They take a long time at their
meals, and, compared»to Americans,
eat very sparingly and drink very
Doctors who specialize on nerv­
ous breakdowns wouldn't be very
prosperous In Paris or Belgium or
This life is north living. It can be
Hi ed for many long years, and enjoyed
all the time if you keep the machine
in running order.
Learn what to eat and how to
eat It. Forget your troubles as
often as you can.
has a tendency to put Into the
shadows the services of the all-
around physician. The truth Is
that in many cases the nou-special-
ist has the greater advantage in
that he is able to diagnose the
trouble from an all-around point
of view and not from the narrow
confines of a specialist.
In this article the writer desires
to make a plea for the place and
service of the old family doctor.
From our medical schools every
year thousands of young men are
graduated. They feel that the only
place to settle is in the big city,
hoping for a while to earn a liv­
ing while they have the opportunity
to specialize. All too few of these
young men, and women, too, are
willing to go Into smaller commu­
nities and become the family doc­
tor. They think It looks too old
fashioned with little or no possi­
bility of advancement. The truth
Is, however, that during the depres­
sion the doctor in the small town
farea better than his colleague In
ihe big city. One of the pathetic
experiences witnessed In the last
few years in our large centers of
population was the exceedingly
large number of vacant offices once
occupied by doctors.
The place of the old family doc­
tor is unique and should not be sac­
rificed. Perhaps he is the most
trusted man in the community. He
enjoys the confidences of the people
and knows them more intimately
than the city physician. He also en­
joys remunerations .which no amount
of money could buy. Whether state
medicine, with a staff of specialists,
will ever be put into operation re­
mains to be seen, but may it never
displace the old family doctor. Long
may he live and serve his commu­
nity. His services are indispensable.
© Western Newspaper Union.
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Before history came to be written
In books Malta's history was being
written In the rocks. The island lb
curiously scored with cart ruts
thousands of years old which end at
the coast and seem to show that
here Is a fragment of what once was
a much larger territory. The island
was Phoenician. There are dark
temples to be explored, hewn out of
rock, with mysterious passages and,
In one case, a hole in the wall which
serves as a megaphone through
which the priest, as deity, could
thunder forth his oracle. Rock tem­
ples, built by masons. Include mas­
sive pillars that suggest human sac­
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