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East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

seen At to light your lamp at Hymen's
altar without consulting your elders
as to ways and means Of providing the
oil so necessary to replenish II, espe-
ciRlly in these days Of H. C. l.. have
come to the conclusion, that in the
terms of your modern slang. 1T is up
TO your husband to provide that OIL
Byron Murdoch must play the man and
keep the child he has taken from my
care and try and compensate her for
all the advantages be has deprived her
OF. am willing u give you Dubois
Point As a home this Summer: you
might take two paying guests there and
so help TO pay of some OF your honey
moon debts. At the end Of the season
Byron might enter business life" . :.
Mignon's voice became hopelessly tan
gled up in tears as she nung the letter
away from her. Il didn't think Uncle
Tom could ever be so cruel" she
walled.
And Dad says II l am such an ass
as to leave college. why can go hang.
l can't let you see his letter. darling.
II is too profane; but l can make a
safe bet that your Uncle Tom and he
have both chewed the matter over and
neither is willing to put up the dough
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08
The East Is EaSt-.-

and the silk stockings maybe" she
pondered. Then, "It's just like mov-
ing picture out the window. Only I'm
moving instead OF it. Isn't II grand"
BY the third day the grandness had
begun to pail. The monotony Of the
wide prairie country, the hot stuffiness
Of the cars, and the loneliness pelted
at Molly's staunch little heart till she
almost wished she hadn't come. The
folks who spoke to her talked too much
about cities and lobster salads, and the
folks she'd like to talk to looked mil
lion-airy. The dining car was the JOLT
est, reelingest place ever, and the lit
tie silver plates swallowed so many of
Molly's shabby bills that she finally
stayed away and munched nuts squlr-
rel fashion and sobfully. The nights
we're pretty bad. too. A moving pic
ture for bed was not SO thrilling,
after all.
AS she neared her journeys end
Molly began to grow actually fright
ened. but she didn't know why. She
could see so far and it seemed as II the
good old Atlantic must be over yonder,
and it never was-only more wide
sweeps of land sun parched, brown,
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

stolid money magnet father, the illus
trious Harrison Van de Yeer, Sr., wiz
ard of finance, he was expected 10
marry a girl from the moneyed set. So,
accordingly, when he brought back his
little bride whom he had married
abroad and introduced her to the Hon
orable H. V. Sr., the elder shook his
white head in disapproval and early
that evening asked young Hal how
much the divorce would cost.
why, father, l don't mean to di-
vorce Clara. she is my wife, and love
her." Hal said, startled at the sugges-
tion.
But the domestic storm grew little
worse each day until one day 1t
swelled into such fury It suddenly
burst, and Hal left the enormous in
dustry hts father was engaged in, Civ
ing up his position as general manager
to take refuge with his little bride. "oh,
anywhere away from here" as he put
Il.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

cactus. i've dreamed about all these
things. but they we're sort OF night
mare. guess I'm homesick. want
Leonard Ray and the apple trees. We
want to come here some time togeth-
er. you see. shouldn't have let you
take me places because all the time
I've been imagining you were Lem
and"
I'm from Boston, anyway, Molly"
laughed Norton Frost easily, You're
not losing much OF westerner Might
call on you some time when I'm East
Len Ray Is an old friend OF mine. He
told me to keep an eye on you and
give you a good time, but he's been
missing you lately pretty bau. so
thought Id better mako you see how
you reallN felt about thlpgs.F
Molly recovered from the amazing
delagc with remarkable calm, and in
a ridiculpusly short time took the fast
est cross continent train TO Leonard
Ray and that brown bungalow in the
apple orchard and the best little town
in tho world
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

%TAHE elements outside we're in
perfect harmony with the
conditions which prevailed
within. The waves dashed white
capped over the sea wall In mountains
Of spray the wind roared and lashed
the heavy rain against the windows,
while leaden-hued clouds gave no
hope OF sunshine for hours to come
Mignon Murdock sat at the break
fast table swabbing her pretty eyes
with a very moist and futile apology
Of handkerchief, while her husband
Of 3 week stood with his hands thrust
deeply into bis pocket, his good look
ing boyish face as troubled as the sea
be was gazing at out Of the expensive
apartment window.
What are you going to do. Byron"
came in Qusvering accents from the
table.
~Do? Blest II know, unless il is
someone for a few thousands, I never
dreamed that the people would take
our marriage like this. / thought they
would be hopping mad for few days
and then turn round and say Bless
you. my children Biggest surprise in
my life; seems like CHASTITY night
mare to me, What does your Uncle
Tom say? Read 1t again, sweetheart :
The boy came and sat down by his
nrl wife and gave her protecting
earess.
Mignon dabbed away fresh gush OF
tears, and spreading out the fatal let
ter read between gulping sobs:
my Dear Children-Since you have
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

morrow with Mr.. Murdoch, and they
wish us to get the house in order.
> who In the thunder are you
and what are you getting at?' Byron
reared his slim form up to It's full six 4,
feet.
I'VE are sorry, but we were paid By
your people to como here as boarders
~. to see how you would make
out. viii you forgive us? We havc
reported that you, were the 'gamest'
pair we have ever seen, and We are
proud to work for both Of you"
And It was just blum, our people,
being mad at US for getting married?"
exclaimed Byron.
"Just q 'bluff, 10 sec what you were
really made OF. sir, sa NeMr Radford,
with slight bow.
I And they are coming to see US to-
morrow. Mignon, darling. II think they
have realized we are not a couple OF
tame kittens but I'm awfully
sorry that our boarders had to suffer
on our account. viii you forgive us
and believe us that we will be the most
conslderate people YOU ever have got
a meal for VIC have learned
from experience, and your gleat pa
tlence,
Byron Murdock gfippcd the man
servants Hang, while Misnon wounl
her arms around Mrs, Keel's plump
neck and kissed her. Later they were
turned laughingly out OF the disor-
dered kitchen to rest up for the great
reunion of the morrow.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

nat, so different from the hard, seary
mountains that had been threatening
to tumble down on the train. and so
horribly different from the snugly lit
tie hills and apple trees at home.
II wanted II to be different Molly
told herself bravely. But l didn't
know it was going to be lonely differ
emit"
Uncle and Aunt met her at the sta
tion and hardly gave her a chance to
get the awful sticky black washed of
and fresh blouse on before they took
her to the candy store. They're short
Of help, and the manager, Norton
Frost, is keeping the place open for
you. You've got to pitch right in"
said Uncle.
And Molly pitched in bravely. learn
ing candy, candy prices, candy smiles
and sweltering in the new kind of heat
that seemed to be wiltingher to a fraz-
zle. What stuffy place the city was!
And foggy; and then 1t never rainsd.
Umbrellas. were only needed for Mol
ly's tears nights after she went to bed
funny tears; almost as II their own
er were homesick. And wasn't the city
packed! No extra room. like Lens
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

warned her about; she had all the can
dy she could cat; the honey life at har
aunt's, besides the attention OF Norton
Frost. But with ali this Mollys throat
got lumpier and lumpier. and she
couldn't tell for the life OF her why.
Then one evening out In City Park like
story book exactly, the great Norton
Frost asked little Molly TO marry him,
and he told her about the white bunga-
low in the suburbs where they would
live, with the oranges and figs and nee
tarlnes and tree-high rose bushes In
their back yard, and no earthquakes
or thunder showers ever, and delicious.
cool evenings. and
"It's what I've always dreamed
about" sighed Molly. All those things
and a real son of the Golden West for
a husband"
Norton laughed. TThen it's settled,
little Molly, and we can be married in
the fall?"
Then suddenly Molly dashed away
so fast that she stepped on the prick
Hest cactus in the park.
You mustn't kiss me, ever, Mr..
Frost" she stammered. You see .
/" Molly got on the other side OF the
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08
Where Roads End

60 to town and hire out as child's
nurse. They had both made a solemn
promise to each other that they would
never go back TO Harrison Van De
yeer, sf., seeking help until they knew
they were welcome, and It was months
now since they had left, and not even
a note from him.
Now Clara had been nurse and
that profession she knew well. In fact
that was how she met Harrison Van
De yeer, Jr.,. for she had veen nursing
in French relief hospital to which
Harrison Van De veer was brought in
an emergency while on business trip
abroad.
As Clara dismounted when they
reached the town she vas startled
from her reverie by the sound Of wild
cries and everyone in the town seemed
10 have gone mad. Hal jumped from
the horse and having installed Clara
safely behind the sugar barrels in the
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

4 Harrison Van De veer, now
- Hal Jones. Texas ranchsr
= and good fellow all around,
sat in the dim light Of his den, he lift
ed the heavy embossed stationery on
which was scrawled a few lines and
read the letter over and over. Clara,
his wife, came in. wiping her hands in
her ginghsm apron, and with one arm
around his neck, she, too, scanned the
sheet with a whimsical little smile
playing around the corners Of her
mouth.
Fate plays funny tricks. eh, Clara7'
Hal smiled UP at her with a most
self-satisfying glance.
"It taught US how to live, dear" she
answered, and then, drawing little
red cushion from a nearby chair. she
threw It on the floor and took her seat
right at the feet Of her adorable Hal.
It had been three years since the
Honorable Harrison Van De Veer came
TO live way down in Texas on the open
ranch he now makes his home He had
been exiled from his home, family.
friends and fortune all because he had
married the girl Of his choice.
According TO the rules Of the ex-
elusive society set in which he had
spent his days since babyhood with his
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08
Hero of Dreams

parison with Paul, the highly polished
gentleman, who stood by the stove.
I'VE must get started now, boys and
girls"
Paul helped Sally on with her coat
and assisted her to the sleigh and they
we're soon cuddled together in the cor
ner of the hay bottom sleigh talking
and chatting.
After the toasts at Nancy's class
supper the boys one by. one told Of
some great adventure in their lives
and PauIs tales of his life of adven-
lures held little Sally awestrucs,
while the others were amused.
The storm Is growing worse, We
must get started" Z
Paul calling Sally to one side whis-
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

to help US out!" The young husband
wiped away the glistening tears and
kissed his wife's mouth into a more
normal curve.
We'll show them we can make
living" Mignon's eyes flashed determ-
nation. We'll SO down and open up
Dubois Point and take In boarders; you
can help. Byron. It's a lovely place,
lonely, perhaps. but then people like il
there. and at least we can make enough
to pay OF our honeymoon expenses.
OF course, we'll have to work, dear,
peel the potatoes and things. Anyway,
we can show those two old forgetters
Of youth and love that we can wriggle
out Of the lap OF luxury they have
nursed us in"
The girl set her red lips firmly, and
Byron, feeling his backbone stiffen un-
der his silk shirt, was resolved to
peel potatoes and things" until the
cows came home. or longer II neces-
eary. His conscience bothered him as
he looked at his dainty wife and
thought of the mansion he had stolen
from her and the staff of servants that
had been at her bidding; and Mignon,
as she looked at her handsome boy
husband, realized that he would miss
his carefree college life and the sup
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08
By JoeIla Johnson

ported to her hut, and there she estab-
lished a permanent little shelter for
the sick She had Investigated and
found that the nearest hospital was
miles away and many folks had died
while waiting to be taken there. There
was plenty OF illness down. in this hot
country, especially when the element
was foreign. When they received their
first check for services rendered the
government, Hal set about fixing 40
the little shelter house and 1t really
looked like an up-to-date city sanitari-
um when he was through touching II
up. Clara did the nursing. Hal did the
washing, baking and cooking, while
DR.. Morrison from town attended
With the money they took in as their
share Hal invested in little piece OF
land. Then he doubled it and tripled
it, and with the proceeds derived from
that they invested in machinery to
draw oil from the ground where Hal
had discovered 1t one day.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

from the sleigh. forgot to even thank
Horace, but he was soon tucked in and
on his way home.
where have you. been the last hour,
Sally Hisks?" shouted voice from the
corner. I'VE want to get started"
Sally was cold after her long drive
and stood by the stove warming her
little white hands, first looking at Paul,
who stood nearby polishing his finger
nails, and thinking of the boy who had
brought her safely there and gone.
well, l don't care anyway" she
thought to herself. Il never did like
old fashion people or never will"
Safe TO say Horace was the object
of her thoughts. and offender in oop-
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08
By Abncr Anthony.

pered in her ear in gentle voice, we
will go back in Mr.. Blake's new red
sleigh, it will be much safer and be-
sides. Sally. 1t looks lot nicer"
They had only gone short distance
and they came to the turn in the road
when the horse jumped, and Paul be-
came~angry and lashed the horse, the
binding drift of the new fallen snow
and the angry lashes Of Paul fright
ened the horse, the sleigh overturned,
and poor Sally lay helpless by the side
Of the road.
Hasn't Sally come yet" Horace ex-
claimed as he walked into the cozy sit
ting room of Mrs. Hicks home. Jack
and all the rest have arrived
at is a bad night and think II right
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

tered Sally. but then-I suppose I
will have to go, as be has been so good
to father since bis illness"
Two O'Clock came and Horace drew
up in front of sallys door, well pro-
tected from the Winters cold by his
red scarf securely wrapped around his
head, and his fine looking sleigh. as he
supposed.
Ready, Sally" shouted Horace in d
hoarse voice. from the sleigh.
The drive 10 the little red school
seemed long to Sally. as her thoughts
we're all on seeing Paul Rice, the sleigh
ride. the lovely supper at Nancy
Blske's and not on the question that
Horace had asked
Well-and just then Sally, jumping
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

So 1t was Harrison Van De Veer, Jr.,
stepped from the train at little by
station down in Texas and took the
name of Hal Jones, Clara was with
him hand in hand. Within a week she
had made little draw curtains for the
windows of their little hut and Hal
had gone to town regularly each day
to fetch back some varnish for the
floor or some tacks to hang the pic
lures on or some oilcloth for the lit
tie table which served as kitchen, din
ing and library table all in one.
Hal had gone repeatedly to look for
job, for the one hundred dollars cap
ital which he had taken along With
him was slowly but surely dwindling
down into cents.
When they had got down to their last
twenty-dollar note Clara concocted a
scheme In her mind while she was ly-
ing awake one night late staring into
the dark but seeing only poverty clos
ing upon them by degrees. She would
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

for me to follow the, broken road to
Nancy Blakes," Horace said in deep
voice
In short time Mrs. Hicks had H0r-
ace well supplied with coats and
shawls, and started over the road to
Nancy Blakes
cit up Dobbn, we must meet Sal
ly," Horace exclaimed to his faithful
old white horse. The sleigh glided
over the 1eece-lske snow and had only
gone six miles when--My, what ter
rible sight confronted Horace as no
came to the turn in the road, there lay
the girl Of his dreams unconscious In
the snow.
Sally, Sally, cantfyou speak," And
picking her UP in his arms, he placed
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

There is freshness about the ORR
entail viewpoint OF English as she is
spoke that is positively refreshing.
Here is little sample from an ori-
entail paper with an English section.
"The news OF English We tell the
latest. Writ in perfectly style and
most earliest. DO a murder commit.
we hear of and ten OF. Do a mighty
chief die, we publish It and in borders
somber. stan has each one been coll
legged and write like the Kipling and
the Dickens. We circle every town
and extortionate not for advertise
ments."
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08
y o you think you're tired of the
p East and us Fasteners. and
- you're leaving US for the foggy

~ you're leaving US for the fogy
PscincT"
Molly fecked her blue-black curls
away from her saucy little face, patted
LAn's rough gray sleeve and smiled up
into his eyes.
You think I'm funny. don't you,
Len, to want to go? Why. it's the
chance of life time I've always read
about the palms and miles of roses
and"
And earthquakes and desert Sum-
mers," muttered Leonard Ray. uneasl-
ly.
Nov uncls's got me that candy
store place with the nice manager
there isn't any reason why shouldn't
go. And he's even sent my fare both
ways" Molly went on as If Len handt
thrown the cold water over her dream.
I'm a reason why" Len protested
solemnly. Nice managers aren't In
1t. The nifty brown bungalow in the
apple orchard is waiting. Molly. Your
starting of is going to mean we can't
be married before fall and"
Il never promised, Len l always
wanted to see something of the world
first, anyway. You said the bungalow
was a good investment"
you know what kind of an invest
ment meant. Moll,' Leonard told her.
wait and maybe we can go West to-
gether some time. You'll find things
different out there You'll get home
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08
II had been a hard fltbt for botb. but

II had been a hard iikht for both, but
then they were wonderfully content in
their accomplishment, and II was only
now they realized It in its full value.
AS Harrison Van De veer. Jr. picked
up the note once again and held IL
closer to the shaded lamp on his rough
twig-made table he looked down at
Clara with twinkle in his eye and
said. Shall we 60 back little girl, as
father asks?" and Clara answered in a
proud hut gentle little voice, Yes,
dear, II You will promise it will be
only for 2 visit"
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08
The Exact Terminolory.

The proprietor OF grocery store
CHANGED to glance out the plate-elass
window and saw a small boy lingering
around a barrel OF apples exhibited on
the sidewalk.
Hey; there boy!' exclaimed the
groceryman, going to the door, What
are you dolng?'
Nothing laconioslly answered the
boy, with his, eyes still fixed on the
barrel.
Nothing, eh7" doubtfully returned
the man. Aren't you trying to steal
some OF those appies?"
"No, sir" responded the youngstsR,
I'm trying not to-"
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

her gently beside him-in the old-fash-
ion sleigh.
The cold sharp wind OF the winters
night brought Sally to consciousness
and as she looked mp into, Horace's
honest blue eyes she placed her tiny
white arms around his neck and ex-
claimed. you are the true hero OF
my dreams"
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08
Z LII ready for the sleigh ride.
boys and girls" piped Jones,
as he entered the school

4 Ii ready for the sleigh ride,
- boys and girls" piped Jones,
- as he entered the school
room "All here and ready, but Sally
Hicks and she is always late" spoke
chorus of voices, that surrounded the
little country schoolroom stove.
Sally was a bright-eyed little girl OF
Sc, with cheeks like roses and hair
that fell on her shoulders in golden
curIs. Her drive TO school each morn
ing was far from short, but Sally felt
she wanted to go and must go home
and put on her new brown coat and
knitted red cap that her aunt Johanna
had sent her for her birthday the day
before. Paul Rice. the youngest Vus-
fee OF the school was going cnd sne
must look her very best.
What is the matter and the hurry,
my dear?" spoke Sally's mother. look
ing over her spectacles. as sally rush
ed into the kitchen "0h. nothing
much. mother. only Horace has iuvit-
cd me to ride in that horrid looking
sleigh. Just hate ola-fashion sleighs
and old-fsshion people anyway" splut-
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

Ted-He's queer chap, He says he
likes to writo verse
Ned--Thores no accounting for
tastes know fellows who claim they
like to read It.
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08

Boobies What does \this author
mean BY saying that the hero had we'll
carved features?
Dobbles Perhaps he shaved himself
East Oregonian : E.O. (Pendleton, OR) 1888-current, 1921-01-08
The Sun Of Tomorrow.

port of an adoring and wealthy ia
ther. Both realized too. that even
though they had married In haste" "
their repentance would be hard work
for them.
Dubois Point was 10 miles from no.
where inI particular. An up-to-date
Summer cottage on the lake, when one
had servants to do the work: good
car to drive few miles to the near
est farmhouse for milk and other
necessary things, and another 10 or
more for fresh meat. An ideal place
to stay for a week end with a party OF
friends, and an up-to-the-minute motor
boat to take you to the surrounding
beauty spots. Such things Mignon re-
membered made Dubois Point livable.
But Dubois Point had an entirely
different aspect when Byron and she
opened it with two boarders, After
their hotel expenses were paid they
had no money to hire help. Byron
supposed he would be expected 10
clean shoes, wait on table and help
Mignon around the house, Neither Of
them, however, dreamed, in their I'M
aginings, the amount of work that two
boarders, themselves and one small