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Imperial Valley press., 1920-10-11

double down the left field line by Steve ONeil, pre-
mier catcher of organized ball Joe is within a
stride of home plate and is watching ONe as he
veered to the right of the first base line so as 20
turn first base at top speed.
Imperial Valley press., 1920-10-11
FIRST INNING

BROOKLYN-Olson flied to Evans
Sheehan famed; Wambsganss threw
out Neis at first. No runs, no hits, no
errors.
CLEVELAND-Evans singled past
Imperial Valley press., 1920-10-11
Weather

Southern Califor-
nia-Tonight fair,
Tuesday increas-
ing cloudiness
with light south
westerly winds.
Imperial Valley: ::
Tonight fair. To-
morrow nrobsbly
clrudy; Nmidiw
iHcssease.
Imperial Valley press., 1920-10-11
coast star for the Indians, and Sher-
rod Smith fer the Dodgers.

The tide turned in the sixth inning
in favor of the home folks when
Speaker singled and Burns smashed a
double to the fance scoring the Indian
manager with the only run of the
pamp
Imperial Valley press., 1920-10-11
Of PARIS
ADDRESS IS
GIVEN To
PUBLIC
Official Text of Sten0-
graphs Report Differs
Materially from That Ac-
credited to Pres. Wilson
by Senator Spencer.
CRv Associated Prees)

SPRINGFIELD, ILL.,, Oct. H.
''The league of nations is about
ready for the jury" Governor Cox
declared in an address launching
his Illinois campaign. He said that
Senator Harding had given what
appears to be an ultimatum against
the league.
Imperial Valley press., 1920-10-11

Continued on Page 81
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The Bogus Preacher

every case. He gave them a story Of
being "just now without settled pas
torate. and willing to consider a set
tlement If the opportunity appealed to-
him as being clearly call from God"
or something to that effect. A fine
looking fellow, about 35 years of age,
apparently active and aggressive as
well as sincere. he was just the kind
OF a man that the Independent church
was looking for.
Let's give him a hearing" was the
unanimous decision of the board of
trustees and the deacons. and the next
Sunday saw the Reverend John Chap
man Watson occupying tho pulpit OF
the Independent church.
He made a splendid impression. A
large congregation turned out to hear
him and give him the "once over" He
preached an eloquent and able sermon,
learned in the scriptures. The most
orthodox deacon, and the. most cpl
curean Sermon tasters." and the most
pious women of the congregation all
agreed that Reverend Watson preach
ed the pure gospel" and was Just the
man-wanted to fill the pulpit land the
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

Almost Immediately he sent for
Jiggs, the office boy. Just what was
said was never divuiged. but 1t must
have been 10 the point. for when Jiggs
returned to his post his face was al
most as red as his hair and he began
TO reform his young life forthwith.
HE thinks he's still in the army, l
guess" he told his idol, Miss Hartly,
as be passed her desk.
Then Jenkins. the Office head, re-
ceiyed a summons to come to the pri-
yate office. That worthy was talking
baseball prospects with some of his
cronies at the time and was very leis-
urely in responding He returned in
about FIVE minutes. His friends were
still talking baseball.
"Rr-r-r-r-r." Jenkins gTowled. Get
busy quicki" The interview evidently
had not been oYer-pieasant.
Charlie Ryder. the firms star sales
man. was in town. and unwisely
dropped in TO see his old pal. Bradley.
His assurance and nonchalsnce re-
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

in itself was<a thing to justify seri-
Gus suspicion.
The good people of Littleton we're
perplexed and became increasingly
SO. If 1t had been In war times they
would have agreed that he was Ger
man spy, but as 1t was now months
after war they couldn't offer this as a
solution. He didn't enter at all into
the life OF the community, and frank
ly said that he didn't believe in pas
torai callings."
Have you noticed" Deacon Petit
grew asked Squire Andrews one day.
that Parson Watson never breaches
sermon but what he says somethin
about -'Moffett's Marvel Soap and
Laundry PreparationsT
a by HEX. that's the TRUTH" assented
the Squire. You're right about that.
My wife she's bought hui box Of that
there soap list ehearin' the preacher
mentionin' it In his sermons"
yes, and my wife she don't think
that she can do weeks washln' any
more without a package of Moffett's
powder! And it's all come about
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06
The Efficiency Expert

ceived severe Jolt by the chilly re-
cepdon he was accorded. And when
Bradley unearthed Charles rather
slim sales report Of the preceding
month and told him TO hustle and
either look for new business or new
job Charlie almost collapsed with sur
prise. He did not stay long. He
stopped in the outer office just long
enough 10 christen the boss "the
Bear"
All was strained industry. Pens
scratched busily. Typewriters click
ed is they had never clicked be,
fore. Bradley's new personality per-
vaded .the place. Even .Jiggs. the Of
fee boy, was doing something useful.
Behind the protecting walls OF his
sanctum the general manager was
laughing silently. but very heartily.
The buzzer on Marion Hartly's desk
suddenly warned her that her turn had
come. Everyone looked at her pity
ingly and Jiggs began to murmur sun
dry dire threats. Marion had been
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06
By Parke Whitney

sinner bathe in the Blood of the Lamb
and the soul will be cleansed OF It's
stains, even as the dalnticst garments
OF your Littlcton ladies will be cleans
ed of stains and spots by just one mag
ical bath in Monett's Marvel Prepara-
toni"
what do you think OF thatl" ex-
claimed the two men In establishment.
Suddenly the Reverend Watson ap-
peared as if out OF the earth. "Just q
minute, deacon" he said speaking to
Deacon Pettigrew. II must leave your
beautiful city on tho noon train. Just
received telegram from the Moffett
Company and they desire TO move mo
to another town-and they are mighty
we'll pleased with the way their prep
arations are taking tere in Littleton.
You understand"
"Yes. we understand alright" re-
piled the deavon. "and the quicker you
make your tracks out OF this town tho
better It'll be for you!"
"oh. that's all right. deacon" said
the preacher. smiling. II didn't look
for farewell reception
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

bureau scarf. Just because 1 didn',
like 1t was no reason for you to
throw 1t aside"
But. auntie." interrupted Beckie.
Her aunt silenced her with a quick
motion OF her hand.
do what you set out to do. This ap-
plies to greater things than bureau
scarfs and shirtwaists. If you know a
thing is right go ahead with it."
But auntie," interrupted Beckie.
this time successfully. How am to
know that can trust to my own
judgment?"
your conscience will tell you"
Beckie. sitting bumped over on the
top Of a trunk. pondered deeply.
Then" she said finally, "if / start
to do something that l am sure is
right, should not allow even you
even you, auntie-to swerve me from
my purpose"
Exactly" returned her aunt with a
pleased nod. Let's go down now.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

pews) long vacant, Of the Independent
church.
He was promptly proffered the pas
torate, which he quite as promptly ac-
cepted. to the great delight OF the con-
gregation.
But there was deep mystery about
the new, minister. It grew on the
Hembers Of the church and the towns
people the longer he was with them.
Though always affable and agreeable.
he was still retieent and guarded in
what he said-especially when out Of
the pulpit and when talking about
himself. The longer he remained In
Littleton the more conscious was ev-
erybody of the mystery which clung
to the personality Of the preacher. He
was steeped in mystery-mystery lit
orally oozed out of every pore OF bis
body. He never would mention his
past. for one thing; and then, too, he
bad no wife or family, and insisted up
on living at the hotel. He didn't seem
to care whether he received a large
salary or no salary. He was utterly
Indifferent to money, but always was
flush with coin and greenbacks. This
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

and deys know'd hear-houts for dcre
vraeity and dey blongs to de Baptis,
church. Dey saw dat dere ghost. and
ah saw II, and we-ud all sweah as TO
what we seen on dc Judgment day.
You see how twas, Some yeas ago
big guy by. dc name OF Donovan he
KEEP a s'loon Ia de basement OF dis
heah hotel. All uset TO see him a
standin' outside BY de doah on hot
evenin's wearin' his apron and smok-
in his pipe and talkin' politics and
horse racin, Well. one day dat Irish
man was done shot right outside ob
his slooni All tell you dat Irishman
was muhdahed-right out dere in front
a dis heah hotel,
Well, de next day aftah he was
muhdahed ah was a. stackin' UP my
wagon wild travelin' men's trunks TO
take to de stashion, when--ali OBJ a
suddin'-ah done saw dat muhdahed
man a standin' outside oh hia dosh,
apron on, and jist as he always was!
1t was shore 'nough Donovan's ghost!
All looked and nah eyes growed big
gah and sweiled until dey ached, dey
did. All was shore 'nough scared. All
amt ordinarily afeered a. ghosts and
ah amt no belieber in spooks nohow
but when ah seen Donavan a'stand-
in dere aftah he'd been muhdahed de
day bafoh. ah was jist natchully pah-
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

through wstson's eloquent serpons!'
soliloauized the squire.
why. from the very fust. continued
Deacon Pettigrew. Reverend Watson
began talkin' about Moffett's Prepara-
tions! In that fust sermon of his on
the text Though your sins be as scar
let they shall be as white as snow, he
told about how wonderful Moffetts
powder was for washin' purposes and
eradicatin' stains and spots from
clothes and ladies' hnc dresses. Do
you remember"
That's right deacon!" assented
Squire Andrews. And Baker at the
store told me only the other day that
he was blamed II he could understand
the sudden popularity of Moffett's
Preparations in Littleton. He said he
jist couldn't order enough OF IL"
nd-look-at-thls" suddenly OK
claimed Deacon Pettlgrew, handing
the squire a copy of the local paper.
Look at thlsl" And the squire looked.
and behold. there was printed Rev
erend Watsor's sermon of .he previ-
GUS Sunday, and the last concluding
paragraph was as follows: Let the
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06
By Abner Anthony

Bradleyis private secretary for a year
before he had enlisted. and now with
old conditions resumed, she was to
continue her work with him. She used
to look forward TO her work-be was
always so courteous and thoughtful:
but now that he was SO different, she
almost dreaded IT. Nevertheless. she
took her note book and pencil, and
hurried TO the private office. Her
heart was beating strangely.
"Sit down--ah--Miss Hartly," Brad
ley said shortly as she. entered the
room. How he had changed. Before
she had always been Marion" to him.
Il want you to send an advertise
ment to all the eFening papers. for
stenographer, for secretarial work.
She must be accurate, faithful. and SO
forth. and must have good references.
And after this wpek." he continued
seriously. I'VE will not need your serv-
ices here. 1t is my aim to set high
standard OF efficiency. and" but Ma
rion did not hear the rest
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She could not understand. She
knew that her work had always been
OF high order. What could have hap
pened? She did not look at him. but
bowed and rose to leave.
wait. Marion!'
she stopped and looked up. for that
was the voice OF Tom Bradley Of old.
Don't you understand. Marion" he
said. coming nearer to her. Don't you
understand how INhave missed you
while have been away? never real
lied until / left here how much you
meant TO my life. And now l need
yoH and want you more than ever
not here In the office. but In home OF
yours and mine"
Marion smiled dubiously. But
thought I was discharged" she said
"No, Marion, dear" he replied.
You have a permanent posi-
tion."T He put his arms out to her.
you big bear!" she said. but she
seemed content
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

make many thousand per cent on his
securities. bought for income purposes.
because he happened TO own shares in
small rather than large corpora
tlon.
war has always meant q redistri-
button of wealth--a new deal all
around, and. this being the greatest
war Of history. has exemplified the
matter In proportion.
ut is almost as IL In the middle OF
a poker game for large stakes some
one with authority TO do so had
slipped into the room and declared tho
yellow chips worth cents and TIN.
white chips 800. The game would not
stop on that account, and II IL goes
on long enough tho men with the de-
monetized yellow chips will probably
corral the white ones AS they did the
yellow. They may change the rules,
but they won't change the winners.
But the wild orgy of spending
which is going on at this time here and
abroad shows how hard 1t is for these.
new miliionaires to stand their sud-
den wealth. and the flow back is al
ready under way. II is going TO take
some time. and every one will have a
fairly good time while IL lasts, but
the chips will end up in the usual
place."
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

want TO take a nap. It'll be supper
time before we know it." She led the
way to the stairs, Beckie following,
deep in thought
The nap heightened into a regular
snooze. Aunt Jane was a sound
sleeper. She was aroused finally by
knocking on the door.
Its half-past four" called Beckie.
Aunt Jane arose hurriedly. Her
simple toilet did not take many min
utes. Giving a final admonition to
her tightly twisted pug of gray hair.
she moved toward the door To her
astonishment, it was locked. She rat
'tled the knob vigorously.
"Beckie," she called.
I'm so sorry" spoke a small voice
close to the keyhole; but I'm doing
what you told me to do"
Unlock this door," demanded Aunt
Jane, sternly.
"I can't"
What do you mean7"
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06
Mic hael Donovans Ghost

liEed, and de cold chills dey played on
nah backbone like de bow on Rastus
Johnsing's fiddle at de niggah's SAT-
urday night dance. All was done
speechihed ah was foh Ave minutes or
moh-just stood dere ah did. and look
ed at Donovan. All tried NAH best to
make de fust move. but nah legs dey
was jist glued to de ground and felt
like as IL dey'd been froze up stiff.
Well, ali hn'lly recobered nah senses
'heient SO dat ah could say somethin
and ah hollered. Hey ders. you
Michael Donovan's ghost. git out OBJ
dis heah place and don't you nebebr
come back!' Jist den Donovan he look
ed at me. and kinder rolled his eyes.
and thin jist nat'ully 'vap'rated-dat's
1t 'vap'rated into de air!
"Dis niggah was shorenough scared.
b1ieb me. All jist turned on nah
heels and ah walks away from dat
wagon OBJ mine and stahted t'wahd de
postofflce. All needed a little time you
'understan' to reeober from de shock
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

TITS twenty minutes of six, Aunt
Jane"
"My biscults!" walled Aunt Jane.
You wicked girl. I shall never for
give you as long as I live"
These bitter words evoked a little
sob from the free side OF the door.
you told me yourself that when un-
dertook anything I knew was right !
must carry 1t through. love Dwight
and I'm bound TO marry him. IS
would break my heart to do It against
your Will"
A terrifying idea flashed into Aunt
James mind. Did the girl mean she
might run away? All her wrath was
swept away suddenly in food tide of
love. She could never think OF Beckie
other than as child. That was why
she would never listen to her talk Of
marrying. Added to this was perhaps
a certain blind jealousy in her lonely
heart that could not bear TO lose its
only joy. Aunt Jane covered her eyes
with her hand.
ITS 10 minutes of g." pleaded
Beckie. % heard the gate click"
There was a momentary quayer in
her voice. Aunt Jane--Dwight is So
dear Her voice sank to breath.
The janglo OF the door-bell rang
through the house. But to Aunt James
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

He will get it.
'Oh Auntie." Beckie's voice was full
OF tears-"then you cant come out,
It's after Ave now. I've got to go
downstairs"
Aunt Jane leaned weakly against
the door. her thoughts in such tur-
moil that she was momentarily strick-
en- dumb. The minister due at six.
The table not set. The biscuits. In
an outburst OF despairing rage. she
beat on the door with her clenched
fists.
"Beckie." she shrieked. "Beckie."
No reply. From the distant down
stairs came little gathering sounds as
Of dishes being moved. The girl would
not dare carry this through. The mere
thought almost made Aunt James hair
raise. Then she grew calmer. 1t
would do no good to hang on the DOOR
knob and scream. She composed her
self to await Beckie's return. After a
time she heard the stairs creak. !.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

~ He recent observation OF dis
tingulshed. British financial
expert that America is fast
becoming "a nation OF obscure mil
lionaires" is not as wholly facetious
as 1t appears at first glance.
"of the millionaires created since
the start OF the world war In 1914 It
is not fair TO assume a very great per-
centage OF 7profiteers," said A. M. An
drews. a prominent investment bank
er OF New York. Many men had this
wealth literally forced on them. Men
who perhaps had hoped to accumulate
100000 during their lifetime have
gone past this mark without recognlz-
ing 1t or remembering they had 1t un-
til they found themselves in the mill
lionaire class. o..
'They were flooded with orders
which could not be taken care of by
the large concerns in the established
trade channels; so. while many men
and many concerns, wealthy and. pros
porous before the war. have accumu-
lated a surplus of 100 per cent the
last fve years. the small manufacturer
has become the equal in wealth OF his
former leaders and has perhaps added
several thousand per cent of his orig
inal surplus and capital.
Eve have seen tho small investor
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

derc's ghosts or not Let's US three
niggahs so TO Parson Webster's and
gib him our strong cberdence!' all
says,
"'And make our eberlastln' contr-
booshion to science" says zebe.
"well. We three niggahs We went
ober to de preachers. We told him
our hull story. We c'roberrated all dc
fac's apd de details. And den do you
know dat dere parson he jist looks at
us and he says. 'Y0d niggahs no doubt
saw Michael Donovan's ghost! But
dere amt no use atellin' It, De white
folks won't blleb you nohow. You'se
list nlggahs. and niggahs amt s'posed
to SEQ ghosts. and youh testifyln'
wouldn't carry no weight wild a jury.
You'd bettah go back to de hotel and
pohterin'. De train am acomin'--it
am a'whistiin' nowl'
"Ahr DONE lost all my sensesl Dat
amt no train whistlin'!' ah says. Dat
am de crack a. doom!17de trumpet OBJ
heabin!-de call OBJ st. Peter!--de
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

and get nah bearln's agiL
well. ah met EbeneEer Brown aud
zebe White. two as likely niggahs as
dey is In desc woods, aud ah says, says
ah. 'Felishs you go ober to- de hotel
and load on dc trunks fob de noon
train. Abs got to tend to some Inn
pohtantfbu ness for de preacher. You
go long. ah says, and ah'll done pay
you lib'ral.' ah says.
Dem niggahs dey stahted for de
hotel and pom nah word gentlemen.
dey wassent gone fibe minutes befoh
dey come chasin' UP de street a rum
min like a couple OBJ hunted rabbitsl
Dere eyes stuck out OBJ dere heads big
as saucers. and dey had de most un-
earthly look in dere faces. Seem me
dey came amblin' up to where ali was
a'standin' and tried dere livin' best TO
say som'p'in, but dey was done speechi-
fed. All says What's de mattah fell
lahs?'
"'De mattah!" dey both fnlly hol-
Tered. DE mattah? Why man, we
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

seed de same thing dat YOU seed!
We seed Michael Donovan's ghost
Michael Donovan a'standin' outside OBJ
his s1oon a'standin' dere list like he
use't to do afoh he was done muh-
dahed!'
How'd you know ahd eber seen
Michael Donovan's ghost?' ah axed
'em.
'.we know'd you'd seen somethin'.
dey says. when you come to US and
asked us to take dem trunks to de sta
shionl We jist nat'ually s'pected you'd
been drinkin' too much this pro-bi-
tion booze. but we knows now you
seen Michael Donovan's ghost just as
we had! As shore as We is a foot
high
by de great Lord OBJ creation, de
Jubelee, and de second comm ah
s'claimed, we three niggahs we saw
Michael Donovan's shost! We'se got
de abs'lute eberdence and de wit
nesses to settle fur all time de much
argumented question as TO whedder
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06
By Elsie Endicott

Not until you promise me some
thing" said Beckie meekly. MY heart
tells me 1 am right. This is the only
way. I've asked and begged and
prayed; but you have always said no. :"
Aunt James hands sank Imply to
her sides. Beckie had Willingly made
her prisoner.
"Beckie Stowell, let me out this
instant"
Il WILL came the pleading voice. III
you'll say that may marry Dwight"
Aunt Jane grasped the innocent
doorknob. and wrenched it back and
forth.
Never" she ragged. , Does that
that whippersnapper know you have
done this?'
mo" In breathless haste. Il just
asked him to come to supper tonight.
I told him l had real nice surprise
for him"
"A real nice. surprise" mimicked
Aunt Jane; then, after slight pause:
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

with ruddy complexion. clean shaven.
he was dressed Immediately. wearing
a tailored Prince Albert coat, a stiff
collar and a white bow lie. He was
the walking representation Of GER
tain type Of preacher with which the
former generation was thoroughly &C
Quainted. In outward appearance he
was the embodiment OF Littleton's
ideal Of a minister OF the gospel. That
is. he was professional" and had all
OF the dignity, all of the affa-
bility which the good Christian folks
of Littleton would have in a pastor.
He was a man of faultless character
as well as faultless dress, SO far as
could be seen. and he was learned in
the scriptures, and was familiar with
the poets. and could WELD high-sound-
ing words OF two and three syllables
with the ease Of college professor.
Upon arriving in Littleton, / have
said, he knew exactly how to proceed.
He was there for purpose. he was
part of q definitely laid plan. Having
registered at the hotel and eaten a
hearty dinner. he proceeded to look
the town over. He evidently knew
that there was an independent" con-
gregation In the village for he prompt
iy looked up the trustees and dea-
cons.
The nrst day IN town he made bis
presence known to the governing body
Of the Independent church, calling in
person upon each of the officials. He
made a most favorable impression In
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1920-03-06

nigRah, Dut enoEe A. an
foot high abs done seen a
shostl"
Andrew said IT, He was the porter
at the Commercial Hotel. the old barn
Of a hostelry which had stood sentinel
by the railroad station In the little
town OF Eastwood for the past forty
years. II was a cold. clustering night.
and a bunch OF men were warming
themselves by the big stove in the ho-
tel Office. Somebody had remarked
that he bet there were ghosts around
this place." and the observation found
fertile soil in the imaginative brain
Of Andrew who had served as porter
at the Commercial Hotel for ten years
or more.
so you think you have seen a
ghost?" observed a practical looking
drummer who had been caught in the
town for a night because of the poor
train connections.
"Ah's done seen = real. live sure
'nough ghost ah hast" Andrew repeat
ed emphatically. his big black eyes
rolling. "and more'n dat abs got wit
nesses-two udder niggahs in dis heah
town who saw dat self-same ghost,
and dere testimony will c'roberrate all
ah tells yeah! Dey's good niggahs