The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1920-11-18

Miss Frances Moe was home from o.
A. c. the latter part Of last week. On
the return Sunday afternoon her father
and mother, Mr.. and Mrs. A. d. Moe,
motored as far as Portland with her.
Mr. and Mrs. Moe remained'in Portland
overnight, motoring home Monday.
Three hundred years ago the Pill
grims landed in America. You can be
thankful you live now so you can avail
yourself of the Thanksgiving aluminium
sale ware at f. A. Franz Co., Novem-
Der % and "a. See our ad elsewhere
in this paper.
Ray Gibson, who with Mrs. Gibson
has been transporting apples to eastern
Oregon points by motor truck. sus-
tanned the second fracture to an arm
last week while driving near Condor.
! He lost control of the truck on steep,
sharp curve and in stopping the car ran
it over a bank. The machine was badly
smashed.
En- route to Portland from Dallas,
Texas, where he has been engaged for
more more than a year in Salvation
! Army drive work, Dir. w. S. Kennedy,
accompanied by Mrs. Kennedy and
their small daughter, Jean, have been
here visiting Mr.. Kennedy's parents,
Rev. and Mrs. w. G. Kennedy. DR..
Kennedy. Portland dentist, is Past
Grand Exalted Ruler of Oregon Elks.
C. II. Stranahan, pioneer of Hood
River who now resides at Vancouver.
was here last week to attend Tieman
Night and visit relatives and friends.
All Mr.. Stranahan's acquaintances
remarked on his rugged good health.
He declares that ranch life on his
Clarke county place thoroughly agrees
with him.
Fred H. Bell is one of nine Oregon
men who were members of the Masonic
Club of the Third Army. stationed at
Coblenz following the armistice. Mr..
Bell has just received a book giving
records of the club. He declares that
the organization Of the Masons provided
an ideal meeting place for the young
men of the fraternal body.
Accompanying their daughter, Mrs.
julius Abraham. home, Mr.. and Mrs.
C. Dethman motored to Albany last
week. Fred Dethman and "Queenie,
the Dethman dog, also made the jour
ney down to the willamette valley in
the big Cadillac. The seasons first
snow was on the ground when the
party left and young Mr.. Dethman
provided his dog with a bright new
coat.
= The automobiles of today are equip
ped with very efficient lights, yet how
few of them give a satisfactory driving
light. On some cars when the DINNERS
are turned on it is necessary to stop the
car. for there is not sufficient light to
see the road, and others are not adjust
ed to throw the light on the road or
they are out of focus. Saturday even
ing. while you are in town drive down
to the Columbia Service Station and
have these troubles remedied or find
out the reason why. Open Saturday
evening until $50.
The other day Mrs. E. c. Nichols, of |
Bend, drove up to the Laraway jewel |
ry store and called on Mr.. Laraway. |
"YOu don't know me do you?' she !
asked. ''No, for you haven't seen me |
since | was little girl. My parents
back in Glenwood, Ia, used to have
you take care Of their eyes. They
never had any trouble. am motoring
to Portland. but before | left home
decided that | would see you and have
you fit me with glasses. | want the
same satisfaction that my mother and
father used to experience.
"Our hats are off to Oregon road
writes j. j. Ward. who with
his wife spends each winter at Long
Beach, Cal. eve have arrived at
Long Beach after a pleasant journey.
In all the long distance we encountered
only about ten miles of poor road. The
of Oregon have certainly
lone wonders in the southern part of
he state. The trip, as we motored
north toward Hood River early last
spring, was discouraging. The roads
are now fine. BY next year they will
De in excellent condition. "
Having read recently of the epidemic
If burglaries in Portland and even clos
,r here in Hood River, Angus Melon
lld hearing a noise on his own front :
porch Tuesday night drew the conclu-
ion that his home had been selected
~ some member Of the craft. He eau
iously slipped out side door and gave
close inspection of the front of the
louse. Nobody was present. Scarcely
lad he returned to bed, however, when
le heard the scraping noise again. Sew
raj times he recOnnoitered without re-
ults. In the morning he found a sack
# bran. left on the porch, scattered
,ver the floor and a porcupine, seem
ngly gorged to stupor. was waddlIng
way in the bushes. Mr. Mcdonald
ives in a cottage on the Highway about
wo and half miles from town, and
recently has experiences with wild
nimals.