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Imperial Valley press., 1920-07-06
IRVINE URGES
COTT TON GROWERS
TO HEED ADVICE
One, of Leading Members OF
Farm Bureau Writes Urging
RoacIsers to Read Articles
in Press on Pima Cotton
GrOUi1g.
Ell Centre. Cal, July 8. 1920.

Ell Centric, Cal, July ). 1920.
10 the Farmers of Imperial County:
In as much as it looks as though
Imperial Valley will plunge into the
production of Pima cotton on an ex-
tensive scale and having been one of
a number of farm bureau members to
take trip to Salt River Valley to
gather information for our own use |
] feel that it is my duty to advise the
/ farmers of the county who did not
make the trip Of our findings and am
sure every farmer in the county will
appreciate the cooperation OF the
local papers in this matter.
Salt River Valley is making good on
Pima cotton. The people over there
tell US that their land has advanced
in value materially by reason of the
advent of the industry. They pio-
neered the industry and of course ran
up against the labor difficulties that
we are experiencing now. But they
solved them and as result we found
the farmers over there plentifully sup
piled with labor through their grow
ers organization at $3.50 per day of
10 hours without beard.
They have stabilized the price of
labor, and both farmer and laborer
seem to be satisfied.
The Salt River farmers also found
that they must find some relief from
the system of competitive selling so
they organized the Arizona American
Egyptian Cotton Marketing Associ-
alton, which seemed to be doing Won
derful work in selling their cotton.
We had the association members
CT on ,4~ ,-ox,f,rl NV ,,,antipc.
ton exporter in Yuma from Galveston
who told us that last fall he tried
to get a line on 1000 bales OF Pima
cotton for export and was offering 85c
for IT at Phoenix and could buy some
but not 1000 bales so he went to the
marketing association and they sold
him the 1000 bales at 81 &c and sew
eral of the men who had agreed to
take the S5c got in on that pool.
1t saved the buyer time and expense
and made the grower 121ac per
pound and they were both satisfied.
Why wait until we are driven to
it? Why not get our labor and
marketing problems solved now before
we get stung?
l shall not burden this communica-
ton with the details of what we
learned about raising Pima cotton but
will refer you to E. L. Garthwaite
the county aae.s at Ell Centro who
has a complete menorandum of al
the information we were so fortun-
ate to get both at the Arizona exper-
mental farm and out in the fields al
over the valley in company with the
Maricopa county agent and a number
of cotton experts from the agricultur-
al college.
Say, Mr.. Farmer, you had bette,
sure get your moneys worth.
/. Organization is the word.
Respectfully,
B. D. IRVINE.
Imperial Valley press., 1920-07-06
ARIZONA CANTS MOVING

Cantaloupe shipments are now be-
ginning to move from Arizona, ac-
cording to report of the bureau of
markets, which states that one car
left Phoenix Thursday. The Arizona
season is four or five days late, but is
supposed to go in hurry after it
starts.
The Arizona melons are likely to
compete with the Imperial Valley mel
Ions both in marketing and for car
allotments. By next week it is ex-
pected that the local shipments will
haEe dropped considerably.
Imperial Valley press., 1920-07-06

Any summer afternoon should
feel fattered by the appearance
of this effective frock under its
sunny sky. 1t is cream-colored
voile and it is embroidered in soft
brown with an occasional thread
of russet green.
Imperial Valley press., 1920-07-06
COURTS ON VACATION

All was quiet in both of the Su-
perior court rooms today, Judges Luce
Cole and Swing being at the coast.
Judge Luce and Judge Swing are eX-
pected back tomorrow, when Judge
Luce will resume the case of Birk-
hauser versus Franklin. As soon as
he completes this case Judge Cole who
is sitting in his place at San Diego,
will return and Judge Luce will re-
turn home to San Diego.
Imperial Valley press., 1920-07-06
COTTON MARKET
SHOWS OECLNE
San Francisco Banking House
Makes Report on Cotton
E4crket Explaining Actions
Of Past Month.

E. R. Hutton & Co.. of San Fran
cisco send out the following relative
to cotton market:
Everything in the way of news
seemed to be on the side of the bears
the past month, and they made the
most of it by forcing a decline through
out the list.
Spot cotton seemed to be more plen-
tiful and, with an Indifferent demand
from abroad and the domestic mills
apparently out of the market for the
time being at least, raiders became
Imperial Valley press., 1920-07-06
ONLY ONE CANDIDATE

Only one candidate up to noon TO-
day had filed his petition for nomina-
tion with County Clerk Major Cook.
This one is Taylor G. House who seeks
election as supervisor from the second
district. County Clerk Cook states
that candidates have until July % to
file their petitions and get their names
upon the August primary ballot.
Imperial Valley press., 1920-07-06
PASSENGERS ASSAULT DRIVER

"Red" a local transfer man, was
assaulted and badly hurt Saturday
night by two men who were driving
with him from Calerico. The three
men had gone down to Calexico for a
Joy ride and coming back they started
ouarreling. The two strangers were
in the back seat and they crawled over
and beat Young up very severaly about
the face. He is in the El Centro hos
pital wnere he is reported improving
Imperial Valley press., 1920-07-06
AT THE RIVER

YUMA, Ariz., July 6.-Mean daily
gauge heights in feet and mean dis
charge in second-feet of the Colorado
river at Yuma, Ariz., for the week
ending J,ilv 2 1920
Imperial Valley press., 1920-07-06

Charles F Murphy, Tammany
leader. on his way TO the Demo-
cratic convention at San FRANCISCO
stopred for d few games Of golf
at French Lick Springs. With him
we're Gov Alfred S Smith Of New
York, and former Senator Thomas
Taggart OF Indiana.
Imperial Valley press., 1920-07-06
Three YEARS WITHOUT HOPE
Story OF Sickness and Suffering with Final Return to Health
Ii Will do you good TO read it

No matter how long nor how much you have
suffered, do not give up hope. Do not DECIDE
there is no help for you There Is Make up
your mind to get well. You can. There is a
remedy in which you may plars IAN reliance
as did Mrs RoZalia KAMA ot 50 silver Street
New Britain, Conn. THIS is what she says:
AZ had cramps for three years a1d thought /
would never be any better could not eat
without distress. Slept with NJ mouth open
and could hardly breathe. 10 medn.na helped
me. / had catarrh Of the stomach. Now 1
have no cramps and an feeling well and
healthy wish every suffering person YOU'D
take PE-RU-NA." 49,
Catarrh effects the mucous me-abIares IN
any organ or part. PE4RU-EA, b. Iegulating
the digestion and aiding Elimination. ssndssarle
and nourlshment 10 the sick and in @sfnsd
returns.
For coughs. colds. .catarrh ard catarrhal
pE-RU-NA is rccommepeef. u you are E4cE,
The sooner you begin gsing Or. Ha-traan'a
tho sooner you may cxport To be well aad gtron
of your health. 4 bottle ~ PE-RC-NA II the !
to-take remedy TO have IN the house. u 10
ventlon and protection.
Sold everywhere in tablet or liquid FORM
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a mile down the road; where did you
get it. anyway"
His wife poured their coffee and
drew the hot biscuits from the oven.
ut was Johnnie watson's idea; he
made 1t out Of his mas old washboil-
er. First he traced a pasteboard
star and then cut II out Of the tin with
his jackknife. But wasn't that the
dearest thing how he thought Of punch
ing holes in 1t, SOS the big light would
show through. was plumb surprised
when he gave It to me to hang in the
window. and I was so pleased. too.
"Joel," her hand reached over and
found his. Johnnie says the star will
shine and shine. and bring a stranger
to our door. And Joel, I've felt sort Of
queer ali day and perhaps the stranger
will be one of our boys" Her hus-
band patted the toil-worn little hand,
but his brows knitted into frown.
II wouldn't bank on any Of our boys
showing up, Martha" he said bitterly,
"a stranger might come, but the boys,
never. There. there, mother, as her
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above the tide Of their onrushing
wealth, and an overpowering desire to
literally shake the nonsense out OF the
daughter wallowing in the foam OF the
golden breakers made her forget her
insecure perch.
A thud. quick cry Of anguish swept
the pout from the girls full lips and
kindled her eyes with symathetic con-
cern. Capably she helped her mother
to a couch. anguishing in tender So
licitude. Gone was her superclllous
foolishness and only warm, throbbing,
girlish sympathy gushed clear and
sparkling from her tender heart.
Mrs. Bragdon smiled through her
pain. "oh, Lou. sometimes you are so
discouragingly foolish that I'm apt to
forget what genuine heart is hidden
in your lovely body. Fetch me the
remedies, dear, and I'll soon have this
painful swelling in subsection"
Mrs. Bragdon stopped short in her
twining OF the antiseptlc gauze around
her anguished ankle.
Darling. you'll have to take Aunt
Prudence to flll her appointment with
the oculist. Her eyes are paining
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a rummage sale tomorrow, and folks
won't come II 1t storms. They need
more money than ever this Christmas,
too"
Perhaps It won't snow" he answer
ed nonchalantly, and then as she still
busted herself about the kitchen, ''hur-
ry up and sit down, Ma"
She brought in the dish Of steaming
stew and almost spilled it over the ta-
Bile as she noticed the familiar little
leather bag reposing jauntily in her
napkin ring. For the lands sake,
Nat, what on earth-?" she stared at it
in bewilderment.
He was grinning like q schoolboy,
'Twon't bite, mother, open it."
Gingerly. as II handling precious
jewels, she spilled the contents Of the
bag on a corner OF the table, and in
silence piled the quarters above the
halves and topped the heap with pin
nacle OF dimes. What's it for, Nat7'
He beamed gsily. Guess. Ma"
Finger on LIP, she thought deeply.
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Three Fools Become Wise

Il haven't written for six months, !"
Mr.. Edwin Stedman studied the pat
tern on the carpet with down-cast
eyes.
He hit IT right. mother is a star. +"
Mr.. William stedman's Jaw squared q
bit more than usual.
Boys" he faced the other two sud-
denly, there isn't one Of Us whose
family will miss him. and even II they
should we can't let anything stand in
the way" Almost tmpatiently he
reached for the phona
Twelve o'clock tonight" they heard
him say. Good; yes, for three; good
by" He turned to the other two.
There's a train goes at midnight
I've phoned for reservations. We can
all go home, explain matters and well
reach mothers Christmas Eve. We
had almost forgotten that mother was
a star, hadn't we. boys?" He put a
hand on each Of their shoulders. did
you hear what he called usf" Mr.. viii
liam's voice was a tribe shaky. "He
called US three wise men,"
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chin trembled. "I've writ ana writ,
might as we'll tell you. and even at
the last, when l found we'd have TO so
farming out at separate places for the
rest OF the Winter. Well, | put my
pride in my pocket and asked each Of
the three for money. I told 'em I'd be
stronger in the Spring and I'd pay
back. Bill wrote. affairs were tied up
some. but he'd send money in week
or two That was six months ago.
"Jim said he'd be down and fix us
up. but he never come. u
Med wrote, he expected to make .
big deal and he wouldn't forget US,
but he did. Mother, dear ;" his arm
went about the quivering little figure.
We're not going to be sorrowful our
last holiday together. are we? We're
going to be strong and pray that,
when the winter 4s over, somehow
well be stronger again. And who
knows, Martha" he tilted her chin and
smiled into the faded old eyes, "a
stranger may come to our door to-
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-12-25

anything yourself? That's for a new
hat, Emmy"
"A hat?" she gasped, as she looked
at the leaning tower Of possibilities,
why. pa, mine1l do this year yet. I
hxed 1t over. Didn. 7 you notice?"
"Notice?' Course / did, and so did
everybody else in town. It's the an
nual town puzzle-where'll Emmy Alb
bott put her red feather this year? You
buy new hat, mother"
Quietly she gathered up the money
again. II can't, Nat, not this year,
there's too much real need in the
world. Why, the little Blakes over
here haven't any coats TO their backs"
He waved aside her arguments. That
moneys for hat, Emmy Six years is
long enough for any shape, much less
a red feathered one"
She shook her head determinedly.
mo, can't, Nat"
Without touching the ralsin ginger
bread. Of which be was very fond, the
Aold man picked up his coat and hat
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By Elsie EndicOtt

and went out, the silent closing of the
door testifying to his pent UP feelings.
Having dreamed of Emmy's delight in
a new hat, her utter refusal to pur-
chase one encompassed him In deepest
gloom.
She watched him as he strode down
the walk, and was struck as never be-
fore, by the bent shoulders and the
sllvery hair that curled up around the
edges of his old cap.
Poor pa" she said suddenly, II was
wrong. 'Taint the gettin' of new hat
that counts, but the pleasin' of him"
She thought moment, and then
laughed. "I'll do it." She hustled in
to her coat and an old fur cap, and
tucked the red feather hat into bag.
She took another look at the bent fig
ure plodding in the direction of the
town, and then she slipped out the
back way, to take short cut in,
through smelly woods and stubbly
woods and stubbly fields
Old Net sauntered Into the village an
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tiful talent for writing. OF shy, SEN
sitive disposition, she sought no com
panions but her books and writing. and
thus grew to womanhood- bit lonely,
perhaps, but still sweet and true.
Her mother had furiously denounced
the idea Of college aad steadily re-
fused to aid her, SO Molly. with her
characteristic gentleness, had quietly
but firmly held to her resolution and
was now working her way through
college.
The day the letter was received she
had been. for her. unusually blue and
lonely.
She could not help feeling in her se-
cret heart that the letter could not
possibly be for her, and yet--it was
rather nice to be called dear
Molly hastily snatched up the envel-
ope, and as she scanned 1t second
time the smile died from her face; ITO
Miss Dolly Roberts, Sargent School,
Cambridge, Mass" she read.
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dreadfully. She must 60 at 1oi3o and
it's 10 now. Burton drove dad in town
this morning, so you can't use the car,
and you know auntie never. never
would consent to q taxi, so you'll have
to so on the street car"
"0h. mother, can't Maidie--" she be-
gan. but her words fell nat for she
heard her sisters voice mingling with
masculine voice at the door, and
knew that IS an hour musical In
structor could not be juggled with a
girlish uualm.
A sudden whim sent her to the hid
den corner of her closet. hunting lit
tie three seasons back dress. She re-
called how everyone had complimented
her on that particular dress. She
couldn't say Just why she chose that
little out-of-date thing rather than an
ultra chic frock. Perhaps ,her-new
set would not recognize her so readi-
ly.
OF course she loved Aunt Prudence.
She was q dear, dear old lady. and
when al home among the fine old fur
nishings of her own room which
Louise had named Auntie's Renais-
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By Phil Moore

night and trouble and bitterness must
not welcome him"
Perhaps, JOEL" she said. "the star
will even find one OF our boys and
bring him home"
1t was most II o'clock when three
men, fairly loaded down with packag ages.
stood in the little dingy depot Of their
home town.
Merry Christmas. JASON" called
Mr.. William Stedman to the old station
master. ahow's everythingY"
Merry Christmas, yourself" return
ed the old man; never expected to see
you boys in this town again. Things
amt agoing very smooth with your
folks. I'm glad you've come to take
q hand"
Jason" they told him. eve we're a
long, long time coming. but we are
going TO make up for it,
Down. the road they saw II CLEAN
and beckon, and when they had fol-
lowed its light they looked in the win
dow Of the little white house and saw
them hand in hand watching the star.
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''Well?" questioned the others.
Were we not told that the three
wise men went to pay homage to the
starr Was Burton right when he
called us wise men. lads?"
Three pairs Of eyes met. you bet
Burton was right" And though Mr..
James and Mr.. Edwin both spoke, 1t
was as If one man had uttered the
words.
Mrs. Joe stedman stood back and
surveyed the work Of her hands with
almost childish delight. The clean
white muslin curtains we're draped
back with strips of gay scarlet cam
brio. In one window burned, the
Christmas candle. but twas the other
window that held the master art. The
little old lady's eyes gazed on It with
deepest admiration. "Joel," she asked,
a flush on her withered cheek. as her
husband came into the room, "alnt 1t
Just beautiful outside" The old man
brushed the snow from his coat. ut
sure is. Martha, why l saw 1t half
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We'll, you see," explained the young
man gonlally. "when / received your
Arst letter I knew that somebody
quite different from Dolly had written
It. made guarded inquiries OF my
sister Peg. a senior at Sargent, and
she told me about Molly Robbins. who
was always being confused with Dolly
Roberts. II sounded reasonable and
so--well, I've been busy falling in
love with you ever since. why, knew
you the minute | stepped through the
gates" q
Molly's opposition was fast dimin-
ishing. She allowed herself to be led
to the street. but once there she
stopped suddenly
I'VE haven't been properly intro
duced," she declared, primly, II don't
really know you"
What you don't know" declared the
young man magnihcently, won't hurt
you'll"
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T SIS. BIRMINGHAM. Lisbon,
Portugal
~ . ~Dearest Dolly:

Il can not begin to tell you how
glad / am again to be writing you,
guess acted like cad about Ted
CorIing-but at the same time you
must admit, little girl. that you gave
me some cause for anger. Dear. can't
we call it quits? And as for"
The letter futtered from Molly's
fingers. Who in the world was writing
to her ike this? Why. she had never
had q sweetheart In all her lonely life,
and out Of clear blue sky-this. She
fiished guiltily as she thought of the
little girl" and hurriedly picking up
the scattered sheets, finished reading.
The rest of the letter was filled with
thrilling tales OF travel, bits Of hp-
morous adventure, and-between the
lines-a mans yearning for home and
~his" girl. II was signed Monty"
MoIlys life had been slngularly un-
eventful as far as men were concerned.
Ever since she could remember she
had lived with her mother as her
only companion-the mother whose
soul and mind were buried deep in a
past Of which she never spoke. Molly
passionately loved to read and she had
early manifested an unusual and beau-
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(HORT STORIE(
o-oT Love AND ADVENTURES
Riches and the Cure

would ask. When he did she would be
descending broad staircase. as grace
fully draped and carefully posed as
any queen of any age.
Louise. dear please come here and
see II these hang straight"
The girl was startled from her day
dreaming BY her mothers voice. She
dashed into the spacious living room.
"Motheri" she exclaimed aghast,
'oh. mother, you are actually draping
those curtains standing on that awful
stepladder right in front OF the win
dow! oh, suppose, just suppose some
of my Lathrope Club SHOULD see youl
Why, why do you insist on perform
ing menial tasks? It's a crying dis
grace
Mrs. Bragdon wanted to laugh at the
tragic intensity. "Do not forget, dar-
ling. how very recently 1 did all the
work. Della has toothache and Of
course Maggie is needed at home"
"It isn't our concern that Maggie's
little brother was injured" retorted
the girl with petulant stamp.
Mrs. Bragdon had held her rare
common sense and enviable polse high
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caprice. Molly, at this moment, was
far from the placed being her school,
mates thought her. \
The plan was carried through With
out a slip. Molly wrote one OF her
intimate letters--clever, humorous and
sensible. An answer came in time.
then letters few back and forth all
Summer and Fall. A new tone had
frept into the mans letters-wonder-
ing, insistent, that had not been there
before. To all his love-making she
was steadily impersonal in her letters;
what was breathed into her pillow
o'nights Molly never revealed.
Thus matters stood until one crisp
morning in early December. AS Molly
was leaving the school building. tele-
gram was put into her hands, and with
sinking sensation in her breast, she
tore open the envelope. The words
stared up at her through blur:
meet me on 2:35>train today. Must
see you-Monty."
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Molly stood dazed; her little world
was crumbling about her feet and she
was powerless to stop 1t. Monty here!
She repeated 1t to herself duly, again
and again. He was so fine and hon
est, he would despise her, think her a
cheat, liar, she told herself miser-
ably. She wished vaguely that she
might die. but instantly put the
thought from her in scorn. No. the
only thing to do was to meet him and
confess the whole wretched business.
AS the hour approached. Moliys SEN
sitive soul shrank from the task, but
somehow she found herself at the sta
tion, waiting with heavy heart to
break her poor bubble into a thousand
crystals.
The train rumbled into the station,
the great gates swung open. and a
throng streamed through. Molly sick
with misery. turned away and leaned
despairingly against the iron gate.
Suddenly she was startled by a
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BY JoelIa Johnson

sance Boudoir, there, within her habi-
tat. Louise loved to fetch her friends.
But on the street--ifnposslblel The
old-fashioned cape. bonnet; why, oh,
why wouldn't Auntie 80 to Madam's
and be properly gowned7 The girl for
got how Prudence Bragdon had sacri-
feed that her little orphaned brother
might be educated; forgot that. be-
cause her aunt had given up lover
of welded bliss, pretty clothes. every
thing dear to the heart OF normal
girl, she, Louise. and the other mem-
bers of the family, were now billowlne
over fortunes waves, and that while
Auntle waited here. resting from the
past strenuous years, roundig out her
allotted time, that fashions call could
not penetrate the wall which self-de-
nial had builded.
So she stood with old-fashioned
Aunt Prudence, waiting for the street
car, feeling frumpy and abused.
A roadster was approaching. she
would not look, she might be recog-
nlzed. So she did not see Joyce lean
uderstandingly back In the deepest
corner. or Joyce's companion lean
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And then the most amazing thing
happened. The door was suddenly
opened. and with almost unbelieving
eyes the little old lady and the tense
old man saw three forms enter the
room quietly.
AS II by magic the chairs and ta-
BILE were piled high with gifts. won
derful gifts. And though the little
old lady could not SEQ their faces for
their turned up cellars. she knew.
Boys" abe cried, my boys, thank
God. You came. thank God"
Amen" answered three voices. And
out on the midnight air rang the holy,
glad bells OF Christmas.
The three wise men had found the
star.