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THE DAILY CAPITAL JOURNAL, SALBM, OREGON SATURDAY, MARCH 22, 1919. 1 Marshall's Voice Rang Out Sharply ho sat down before the au dience realized that his message was jin lulled. The house hud not found Its voice, when Bubcnck'H gavel was nutiltnic again for attention. The niiMitloii, lie felt, had not been put to ihi'm completely. Perhaps, they did not gather the full Import of Mr, Mur i.ltiill'a ineHHiige. Mr. MacLean would follow Mr. Marshall. ' MacLean's superb figure rose from r iree-panciea nacKgrounu. "He should sing 'Brown October Ala," suggested Brandon to Hardin liuinoroualy, Hardin's eyes' wero on MncLean. What did he know about It? What could he toll those men that they did not know? MncLean was a figurehead in the reorganized Irrigation company. Why hadn't they called on him, Har din? IIo knew more about the Involved whole bunch on the stage down yon der. He could have told thcra, he i could have called on their Justice, (heir memory, MucLphu was speaking. "Mr. Marshall has likened the river ; project to the old man of the sea. Ho !tas it on his tmck, while It Is busily itk'klng him in tlm Niunsi .. "Mr. Marshall 1ms given you Mr, Faraday's message. He has asked you to dismiss 'your damage suits. I ask you to do more than that. Put your huuda In your pockets 1 Come out and help us. You don't wuut the Kuvrrumenb I am told that Is the ucntlntcnt of the valley, Wliejp. you called to them, they wouldn't help you; tney wouuini give you on noe iu:ite price. Congress will soon bo adjourning. What Is Mr. Faraday to 'nay to Washington! Is li$ going to close Ihat break! That depends on you. Withdraw your suits. Do more. Stop fighting against us. Fight with 'us " The audience stirred ominously, angrily. Before MncLean was doife, a Voice, screamed from the balcony, "You . can't quit. That's a threat. You're In too deep. You can't fool us. You've got to suv e yourself. You've flnt to go on, Tell Faraday to toll fliat to Washington." The uproar was released. Black, from the Wistaria, Jumped on his Wialr. "I am speaking for tho valley. Wo can't help. You know It We're stripped. We're ruined. You think to threaten us with the. government If wo wait for the government to decide, the valley Is gone and the railroad's money with It. . I tell you, your bluff . won't go. We want Justice. We are Lr..1.. h... 4,jll(a" AIMIIU III iiutu jwia.n.t;. "Justice!" came from the surging mnchers. , "Fair plr.y," yelled Elack. "Ton can't irick us. We were not born yesterday. We havo rights, Tho company brought .in here. What did wo glvo our money for? Desert hind! What good U this land without water! We bought wa ter. Give us back the money we've ....I- In IhdF1, U.-I..I- U'a'fA lu in., v t, .,. " i nerving lur, ,Wc won't be scared out of cur rfghta." There was a -growling accompani ment fr-w the back rows, herding to gether. "Order," crk-il Butcock, thumping his gavel. "Let Mr. Black have the floor." Black had not stopped. Wildly his littnds cut the air. His speech, though high-pitched, had a prepared sound; it worked toward a climax. . He gav individual Instances of ruin, "Grace, WHInrd Grace, his crop gone, his place cut In two. Holllster and Wilson of the Palo Verde, the ranch a scream ing horror. Scores of others." He would not mention ms own case; anu then he Itemized Ida nit-fortunes. Par rich, his pkica scoured beyond all fu fmc usefulness. ..What Jind they come vrtswu. casts? luTo TmT"Vuhey foTfTvTioTiuTl'ujfgiKl them! There were pledges of the D. RH water pledges. That was" all those ruined men were pleading, the redemp tion of those pledges. Individual ruin, what did It mean! A curtailing of lux uries, of personal Indulgence. "I tell you, it means food, bread, potatoes; milk for the babies; or starvation." Black had touched the deep note. This was the answer. This was what they wanted to say. "You ask us to help you, us, we who are taxed already to our breaking point. You say your company won't go any further. What does that help mean to you! Poverty! A few thou sands, a million to the O. P., a cor poration, what does a loss mean to them! Poverty? I tell you, no. A smaller dividend, maybe, to whom! Yes, to whom! To the men who live la Fifth avenue, whose wives are dragged about In limousines. With draw their suits'" Help Faraday, and ruin men like Parrlsh? Men of the valley, what Is your answer to Fara day?" ' The crowd was on Its feet, swaying and pushing. The air was fetid with breaths. Wilson's crowd hnd forgotten Its lorgnettes. "No," yelled the ranch ers. "We say, no." A boy made his way from the wings, a yellow envelope In his hanij. Buhcock waved him on to Marshall. The audience was crying Itself hoarse. Buhcock lost control of the meeting In that minute of turning. Holllster, of the Palo Verde, was striving to be heard; Bubcock's hammer sounded In vain. But Marshall's eye had caught a spark from the yellow sheet. He sprang forward, throwing the dispatch toward MacLean. His excitement caught the eye of the crowd. "The river 1" There was a sudden hush. "The river's out again 1" A groan swept through the house, there was a break toward the doors, , - Marshall's voice halted them. "Men of the valley." The audience, swayed again, listened. "Hear me. The riv er's running away again down yonder. This Is a message from Richard. It's broken through the lovee. It's started for the valley. Now, who's going to stop It! Can you? Where's ''your force, your equipment? Who can rush to that call but tho company you are hounding? I gnve you Faraday's mes sage. His hand's on the table. Not another cent , from him unless you withdraw those suits. You say you have 'given me your answer, Black's answer. Now the river plays a trick. It culls your bluff. Shall we stop the river, men of the valley? We can. Will yon withdraw your suits? Tou can. What Is your answer now, Im perial valley?" The scene brolco Into bedlam. Men jumped to their chairs, to the velvet rim of the boxes, all talking, scream ing, gesticulating at once. The Yellow Dragon was never so fearfully visual ised. Out of the chaos of men's voices came a woman's shriek, ''For God's sake, save our homes." It pitched the pnnlc note. "Save the valley I Stop the river 1" Marshall's Indian eyes were reading that mass of scared faces as though it were a sheet of typed paper. "Burton," he called through the din. "Where's Barton?" - Two men lifted Barton's puny fig ure upon their shoulders. His vibrant voice rolled above the shouting. "The valley withdraws Its suits against the company," "Then the company," yelled Mar shall's oratory, "the company with draws tho river from the valley 1" Pandemonium was loose. There were cheers, and the sound of women sob bing. Barton was carried out on tho shoulders of his henchmen. Black led a crowd out, haranguing to the street. On the street, Marshall fell back to MacLean, "That was a neat trick the river threw In our hands." His voice had dropped from oratory; the de claiming fire was gone from the black eyes. "It's only break In the levee, Itlckurd says he can control It; esti mates two weeks or so. It may cost the O. P. a few thousand dollars, but It saved them hnlf a million. Now we'll have that game of poker, Mac Lean!" In the balcony, Ilardln was staring at Brandon. "If that wasn't the devil's own luck I" CHAPTER XX. ' A Soft Nook. Innes traveled, gleefully, In a' ca boose, from Hamlin Junction to the Heading. She could not s'f.y away a, day longer I Never Itfore had Lts Angeles be.eu a discipline. Why had It fretted her, made her restlejs, home sick? Then slie hnd discovered the reason; history was going on down yonJer. Going on, without lier. She knew that that was what was pulling Ux.i tiiltculxl - " The exodus of engineers Lad started rlverward In July. , Gerty went with Tom, and she had made it distinctly j clear that it was not necessary for In- i nes to follow them. Ridiculous for two women to coddle a Tom Hardin I Un less Innes had a special interest ! I Her pride had kept her away. But Tom did not write; Gerty's letters ware j social and unsatisfactory; the newspa-1 per reports inflamed her. The day be fore she had wired Tom that she was j coming. She had to be there at the endt j Gerty welcomed her stiffly. Assum ing a conscientious hostess-ship, she caught fire at her waning enthusiasms. Gerty Welcomed Her Stiffly. Gerty looked younger and prettier. Her flush accentuated her childish fea tures which were smiling down her an noyance over this uninvited visit. "We have all the home comforts, haven't we? Why shouldn't we be com fortable when we are to be here for months? I'm going to brave It out to the bitter end, even if I bake. It is my duty " She would make her Intention perfectly clear I "There ought to be at least one cozy place, one soft nook that suggests a woman's presence We have tea, here in the afternoon, some times. Mr. Rlckard drops In." The last was a delicate stroke. "Afternoon tea? At the Front? Is this modern warfare?" The girl draped her Irony with a smile. Gerty was stealing a pleased survey In the mirror through the rough door that opened into the division called her bedroom. The sunburned, uncon scious profile of Innes was close to her own. Pink and golden the head by the dark one. She looked younger even than Innes I Good humor returned to her. , "We are going to dine on the Delta tonight." She pinned up a "scolding lock," an ugly misnomer for her suuny clinging curls I The mirror was requi sitioned again. "That's the name of the new dredge. It was christened three weeks ago, In champagne brought from Yuma." "You said dine on the Delta. Do you mean they have meals there?" "You should see It," cooed Gertyf "It's simply elegant. It's a floating hotel, has every convenience. The camp cook, Ling, has his hands full," "Going to wear that?" They were standing now by the door of Gerty's dressing tent. Over the bed a white lingerie gown was spread. "I live in them. It's so hot," shrugged Mrs. Hardin. "I'll look like your maid, Gerty 1" In nes' exclamation was rueful. "I didn't bring anything but khakis. Oh, yes 1 I remember throwing In, the last minute, two piques to fill up space." "Why, we have dances on the Delta, and Sunday evening concerts. You knew the work at Lnguna dnm is being held up? The government men of the Reclamation Service are down here all tho time. But It's time to be getting ready." Later, Tom flatly refused to accom pany them. "I thought as much." Gerty shrugged an airy Irresponsibility. Innes could detect no regret. They passed n cot outside the tent "Who sleeps there?" . "Tom." The eyes of the two women did not meet Innes made no comment. "He finds the tent stuffy," Gerty's Hps were prim with reserve. They walked toward the river In silence. As they reached the encampment, Gerty recovered her vivacity, "That's Mr. Rlckard's office, that rnmndn. Isn't It quaint? And that's his tent ; no, the other one.' MucLeao's Is next ; there's Junior, now." , But his eyes were too full of Innes to seo Gerty's dimples. The difference In the quality of his greetings smote Gerty like a blow. And she had never con sidered Tom's sister attractive, as a possible rival. Yet, after a hamlshnke, she saw that to MacLean, Jr., she did not exist, Gerty was deeply piqued. TJntll now, the field hnd been hers. She might per haps have to. change her opinion of Tom's sister. Boys, she had to con cede, the yo'.mfer men, might find her attractive, boyishly congenial older men would full to sc-a a tfcarai I The nrrniiciment at tnb'.a ar.noyej Gerty. The tea?, JIa:Lean cxpliin'e'l gaily, woUd not be there fur dinner. ' Ho might come la later. Two non from the Reclamation Service tried to euter-tttijfcM'CS-Uadln, ' ""It ts3"i S" battleInaes looked around the gay rectutg;e. !'Jt's pjay!" The thought followed her that eve ning. Outside, where the moonlight was silvering the deck, and the quiet river lapped the sides of the dredge, Jose'3 strings and his "atnigo's" throb bing from a dark corner, made the Il lusion of peace convincing. This was no battle. It was easy to believe her self again at Mare island the Delta cruiser. Later, Gerty passed ter, two-stepping divinely. Before her partner turned bis head, Innes recognized the stiff back and straight poised head and dancing step of Rlckard. She admit ted he had distinction, grudgingly. She could not think of him except compara tively; always antithetically, balanced against her Tom. 'Tm tired; let's rest here." Innes drew into the shadow of the great arm of the dredge. They watched the dancers as they passed, MacLean play ing the woman In "Pete's" arms, Gerty with Rlckard, two other masculine cou ples. The Hardlns were the only wom en aboard. It was because of Tom that Innes felt resentment when the uplifted ap pealing chin, the lace ruffles fluttered by. Tom, lying outside an unfriendly tent I It was easy, In that uncertain light to avoid Rlckard's glance of recogni tion. Estrada, who had come aboard with the manager, sought her out and then Crothers of the O. P. Again, she saw Rlckard dancing with the lingerie gown. There seemed to be no attempt to cover Gerty's preference; for Rlck ard, she was the only woman there! Because she was Tom's sister, she had a right to resent it, to refuse to meet his eye. Small wonder Tom did not come to the Delta I Going in with MacLean, Jr., to the messroora for a glass of water, she met Rlckard, on his way out She man aged to avoid shaking hands with him. She wondered why she had consented to give him the next waltz. "He'll not find me," she determined. MacLean followed her gladly to the dark corner of the deck Where's Jose's guitar was then syncopating an accom paniment to his "amlgo's" .voice. To her surprise. Rlckard penetrated her curtain of shadows. "Our dance, Miss Hardin! Give us "Sobr" Las Olas,' again, Jose." The hand that barely touched his arm was stiff with antagonism. - She told herself that he had to dance with her politeness, conventionality, de manded It But, Instantly, she forgot her resentment and forgot their awk ward relation. It was his dancing, not Gerty's, then, that was "superb." Any body could find skill under the leader ship of that irresistible step. And then the motion claimed her. She thought of nothing ; they moved as one to the liquid falling beat The music dropped them suddenly, solatlng them at the stern of the deck. The silence was complete. Rlckard broke It to ask Jier what she thought of the camp. Her "resentments were recalled. She blundered through her impression of the lightness, the gayety. "A work camp does not have to be solemn. You'll find all the grlmness you want if you look beneath the sur face." if Tho guitars were tuning up. "Shall I take you bn?k? I have this dance with your sister." She thought of Tom on his lonely cut outside his tent. She forgot that she had been asked, a question. He was dancing again with Gerty 1 If that silly little woman had no scruples, no fine feeling, this man should at least guard her. If he had been her lover, he should be careful ; he must see that people were talking of them. She had seen tho glances that evlng! The business relation between the two men should suggest tact, if not decency ! It was outrageous. Rlckard stood waiting to be dis missed; puzzled. Through the uncer tain light, her anger came to hlin. She looked taller., older; there wns a flame of accusing passion In her eyes.' i It was his minute of revelation. So that was what tho camp thought I The wife of Hardin Hardin! Why, he'd been only polite to her they were old friends. What had he said to call down this sudden scorn? "Dancing again " Had he been all kinds of an ass? "My turn, Miss Innes!" demanded MacLean, -Jr. "Oh, yes," she crledT relief In her tone. Rlckard did not claim his dance with Mrs. Hardin. He stood where the girl had left him, thinking. A few minutes lat,er, Gerty swept by in the arms of Breck. Later, came Innes with Junior; the two, thinking them selves unseen, romping through a two step like two young children. He was never shown that side of her. Gay as a young kitten, chatting merrily with MacLean! Should her eyes discover him, she would be again the haughty young woman! He'd gone out of his way to be po lite to the wife of Hardin. What did he care what they thought? He'd fin ish his Job, and get out. A minute later, he was being rowed back to camp. (Continued next Saturday) W. W. 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The new 1919 model of the Oakland "Sensible Six" touring car represents the scientific combination of a powerful, perfectly water-cooled, six cylinder motor with a strong, light-weight, non-jarring construction. Full, constant , driving energy always at the rear wheels; free from the handicap of clumsy, useless, dangerous, money-wasting weight. Has the safety and comfortable riding quality that make power usable and worth having. If you are open to conviction, call .and see our display of machines and be convinced, or write for a book that's worth dollars to everjf prospective purchaser of Oakland "Sensible Six". Our second shipment has arrived. American Automobile Co. 197 S. Commercial St. Phone 399; Salem, Ore. COLLEGE STUDENTS TO LEARN AVIATION Plan Is To Pave Way For Fu ture Commercial Aerial Activates. . Xcw York, Mar. 22. Faving the way for future commercial aerial ao tivties and at the same time making rcadv an tr force for military needs, the Division of Military Aeronautics has arranged a training prupium tor college students which will not intu. fere with their proscribed college courses but will, at tho end of three years, turn them out prepared for com mercial, sport or military aviation du ties. Tho plan, as announced by tho War Department, in connection witn is ex hibit at tho acrnoautical exposition here, permits the college student to ab sorb the courses previously included in tho curriyula of the ground schools while worKing lor nis oegrce. . The assumption of the War Depart ment is that aviators must be young men, and they point to tho experience of the war to prove their point. For this reason, they say, there must be a constant stream of candidates going through the schools. The government's detailed plan as explained at tho K-eronautical exposition by ColorieJ B. . Castle, formerly of the control board, divi8ioin4jBilitary aero nautics, is as follows: .-' To Keep Up Supply. "We arc proceeding on tho assump tion that aviators will become , super anmi....ated more rapidly than any other kind of officer, so that it is imperatve that tho supply of trained personnel be kept up. In view of the strength of the air service at tho cessation of hos tilities and invicw of the depreciation among our reserve officers of not less than ten per eent a year, it Is esti mated that we must draw about 1000 pilots, 830 airplane and balloon observ ers, and 100 engineer officers every year. - "In order not to take the better part of a year of a man's time to train him ns a pilot or observer, the machinery of .4 fX 3 J the reserve officers' training corps was chosen as mostly likely to bring about desired results. "In outline the plan is to givo tho equivalent of the work formerly doiu in the ground school exclusive of mili tary practice that is, airplanes en gines, gunnery, navigation and maps, infantry and artillery co-operation, and signalling; at the college aird univer sities during tho college year and give flying and military training during the six weeks summer camps held af north ern flying fields. " New .Books Received At Public Library "Structure of lasting peace," an in quiry into the motives cf war and peace by X. H. Kallen. "Ten months in a German raider" the story of an American captain aboard the Wolf, J. C. Cameron. "With the Russian pilgrims to Jeru salem:" Stephen ' Graham relates his experiences as.ho madis the pilgrimage with 560 Russian peasants from Con stantinople. He holds it one cf the ex traordinary events of his life. "Development of the U. 3." a his tory of the development of American personality rather than a political life. "Belief from floods " an explana tion of some of the mean3 of flood prevention for the protection of life and property, 'by J. W. Alvord. ' "The gun book for bov4 and men" by T. H. Mi Kee. "The 2tHh century toohaiith and steel worker," a ibook on tlip use, re pair and manufacture of steel tools by H. Holford. "Wild animals of North America" an illustrated description of American nftmmRls, the illustrations being in color from Louis' Agassii Fucrtes' paintings, description by E. W. Ne'aon. ','Thc A-e? you wear and how to make it" toy Mary Jane Rhoe. "School and home gardening" an illustrated text book full of sugges tions by K. C. Davis. - " Commercial letters" discussion of letters for various purposes with sam ples of successful ones, by J B. Opd yoke. "Journalism for high schools" a guide 'book for conducting a school pa per, and for preparation for journal ism, by Charles Dillon. "French scientific reader," a selec tion of gome of the finest French prose written on scientific subjects, edited by (Francis Daniels "Joan of Arc", a 'biography by Francis C. Lowell. "Tho New Testament" from Kent's Shorter Bible, which aims to present in logical order the practical and wl.ftl parts of the Bible. "Foster" a selection of articles and stories on ittg history and spirit ,by R. H. fteh.nffW. "What every woman knows" a play which Maude Adams has made famous, by J. M. Barrie. "Quality street," also played by Maude Adams, written by Barrie. ., "The eyes of Asia," tho war as Been from India according to Rudyard Kip ling. . ' NOT WITH ALB EES Z BROS MILLING COMPAJTi" Henry Albers is no longer a mem ber or stock holder in the Albers Bros. Milling Co. He has no connection what ever. Although an officer at one time, he wag inactive in. tho affairs of the company and held only ten per cent of the stock. These facts are a mutter of record and open to your investigation. Tho milling business is a business of mutual benefit to the community, in which it is located. The humming -of its wheels is music to the farmtr for miles around, plus profits for the mer chants and employment for many men. its products are not a mxurj bur a necessity. ' You want quality. You 'demand Am ericanism.; You will find 'both in Al bers Bros.' Milhng; Co. products. a Soe announcements of demonstra tions by the "Miner Girls" in next weeks papers. . - - . . - ' . V - The Journal classified adi r great favorites with peoplo who do things Try oar ' ' . " ..