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Vashon Island news-record. [volume] (Vashon, Wash.) 1919-1954, 1927-06-10
LINDBERGH TO GET
OFFICIAL WELCOME
National Capital Plans Warm
Reception tor Famous
Aviator.

Washington, d. Crested by long
sea voyage on the cruiser Memphis.
after his strenuous two weeks in Eu.
rope, Captain Charles A, Lndbergh
viii find upon his arrival here at noon
next Saturday a rast-moying program
in connection with his official wei.
come by President Coolidge on behalf
of the American people.
There will be the reception of the
hero OF the New York-to-Paris flight
at the presidents elarf at the navy
yard, a long automobile ride over
Pennsylvania avenue, part OF it with
long military escort, The presidents
welcome at the Washington monu-
ment grounds, his decoration with the
distinguished flying cross, another
motor ride to the temporary White
House, cabinet dinner, a visit to the
Minnesota society reception at the
Willard hotel and finally entertain.
ment by the National Press club.
On Sunday Llndbergh will slip back
into his role of private citizen and
viii find time TO be with his mother
Mrs. Charles L. Lindbeggh, his inspir-
alton and encouragement in his great
adventure, who also is to be the guest
Of the president and Mrs. Coolidge al
the temporary White House during
her stay in Washington.
Army airmen who have distinguish.
ed Themselves during war and peace
have been invited by Secretary Davis
70 participate in The reception to he
given here next Saturday in honor
Of Captain Charles a. Lindbergh
Vashon Island news-record. [volume] (Vashon, Wash.) 1919-1954, 1927-06-10
IDAHO BANK ROBBED
Two Cashiers and a Minister Are
Locked in Vault

Two Cashiers and Minister Are
Locked in Vault
Rnadrmm. Idaho natween $4,000
and $1,000 wax obtained. according Go
estimates OF bank officials. by tWom
masked robbers who committed b
daylight holdup of the Ratndrum State
bank here end escaped WIN q confed
arnto 20 an automobile
Tho m % anterld The bank ard loci
I'd u. p Finch and Miss H. o EFin
assistant cashiers in vault Rev
G. n Maisen entered imins ilio rob
berry and ho TOO was loekal up
scaaniue up ali the mouoy u SIGHT
the pair 1ei ia an agtomphiir hear
ing iha license number Of q rmer5l
Wash. resident Presumably the cor
had hoeu stolen
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FOR SALE

FOR sALE-iO0 gal per mr. Duro
pump, Sl20, DR.. f A. MeMuray
6-lO-tf
FOR SALE electric range, .
wood ranges > heaters, and sew
cral bedsteads, chairs and dining
table, davenport, 9Xl2 rue, 1
gatc-lcg table. Mrs. W. G. Whit
field, Burton 6lO-lf
. ACRE TRACTS at Glen Acres.
reduced 20 $500 Tcrms. dis
count for cash. Water front
tracts, $4,000. w. A. Gordon,
1888 " 56, Seattle. GLOBE
81
FOR SALE-Nlandolu, $500. Mrs
Fowler, phone Black. l25. j-27-3t
80
FOR SALE About 3 tons Of hay.
. COWS, / sewing machine.
camp cots Wanted, y pigs. S. A..
Parker Portage Black ll5l
520-H
o.
FOR SALE II yr. Old heifer. 1921
OldsmobIle he good mechanical
condition, s35 Martin lluneu.
Box 1A1, Nush0u. 5-20J tp
90
FOR sAJE-bmst class Forest
wood. Phone Blnek ll73 eylu
ings VIM. HieHoh, Burton
FOR SALE -IIorse no blemish.
cheap Mrs h MiIler Portage
Blk ll65
FOR sALE-w willard storage
Batteries. Croslcy Radio Bat
terry Charging f1.50 yashan
Machine Shop 3-ll-H
o.
FOR SALE Small body for Ford
truck. Cheap Rcd -
FOR SALE Seen Fresh
Candle, Portage 3ltu
FOR SALE Co. Copper Rvat
ed Cedar Skiifs Bates Boat
Works, p % Lissbaula VIZ
Shop, Paradise Cove S25t
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all the nets; those with the deep
pouch are best as the prawns as
we call them, are pretty lively and
are apt 10 shoot off to one side but
as soon as the water is a Bit cloudy
they wont see the net. Go and
chase around that big seaweed
covered boulder with big net and
one Of you take the small net and
chase the opposite way till you
meet, and you viii get them in
the rear as they back off. / have
seen some big fellows in Seattle
hut the biggest | have ever seen
We're at Skagway in S. f. Alaska.
They were like small Holsters. |
never bought any in Seattle cook
ed 20 my liking. I think they boil
them in sea water or else steam
cook them. But the best way is
20 boil them in fresh water with a
good handful of salt, then turn
them out to drain and sprinkle
a little more dry salt over them.
They will then b eerisp and shiny,
and by the way, never buy a
They will then be crisp and shiny,
and looks dull, as they are stale
and you run the risk of ptomaine
poisoning if you eat them at that
Stage. They say that is what hap
pened to President Harding, when
the shrimps We're made into a sa-
lad. Take my tip and never eat
hrimp or crab salads unless you
make it yourself from the fresh
shrlmps.
Let us sit down by this pool a
while. What do you see? Nothing
except some colored sea weed and
a few anemones and lot OF emp
ty shells. But wait a bit; see that
pair Of feeders coming out Of thar
welk shell followed by a pair of
claws and two projecting eyes
And there is another one opposite.
Those are hermit" or soldier
crabs, Now the first one crawls
ont OF his she'll and tries to get in
to another empty shells, see he
finds it too small, so hikes back
to his whelk shell, meanwhile his
Wis Wis has taken possession Of
the big shell and number one is left
ont III the cold without a home,
temporarily, and as his tail is soft
and unprotected he is in danger
from some proving green crab OF
the tenacles of the anemones. Just
watch him bit. see, he has crawl
ed on the back of another she'll
and is trying to pull the other fell
low out, they are very amusing to
watch and remind me of some
folks who are never satisfied with
the home they are in and constant
" moving to another. The tide is
flowing but before we return let us
sit on this rock and as the tide
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flows over this stretch Of sand we
win bait hook with a limpet and
throw it out on the sand, there's a
mall green crab after it. Now
comes a bigger one and ehases the
first away but not fer long does
he retain possession of the prize
for here is a big fellow aud to the
strongest belong the spoils OF war.
Isn't it a fact that ali nature is
constantly at war when the strong
est survive and the weakest 90 to
the wall. Tomorrow Phil is going
10 take us in the 'Flirt" on a
congering expedition. SO to home
and supper,
Vashon Island news-record. [volume] (Vashon, Wash.) 1919-1954, 1927-06-10
COOLIDGE VIEWS FLEETS
Naval Pageant Staged at Gateway to
Atlartc.

Atlartle.
Norfolk ya president Coolidge. as
commander m-chioL reviewed tho nm
uon eoa armada. the combined At.
lantic ara Pacific fleets from the
bridge of ihe MayuoweE when Dc
watohod the punrdiona % tha eom-
try's ar ilaas roast line steam slowlg
past h.n down ila cAcnoBeat bay io
the seq their hoaYy gums rolling out
9 continual tLwdereus boom 0f salute
70 eas tha most elaborate raviaw In
tbe country history ~ onus and
tvea iuf Sonic OF lha mailal craft
went by m couples tlay parad
past 12 ~ Mem uaH flying. band
p.Hur officers and CROW n rulen
deri arcs Uniforms. and.ne proudly
at attention ss they passed their com.
mandsrlH hiof
For more Then Two hours lhay
passed bslulrhiDa daFoye SUBJ
marm. mrefau mrlas aaziIIary
SO ols ali lhe uuts Of modern Sea
wariara
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v y v
MAURY
(Mrs. Alex MUore)
a -ss - sses =

Mr.. Charles Coffin is home on a
furlough visiting his parents, Mr..
and Mrs. Chas. Coffin of AIileta.
He has eruised four years on the
.u. S. S. Destroyer.
e.
MIR. and Mrs, George Thompson
celebrated son, Hereward's 24th
birthday last Sat. evening. The
guests were. Mr.. and Mrs. j. Cur
lis, uncle and aunt from Roman,
Mont. O. S. VanOlinda, his uncle /;
Mr.. and Mrs. Hereward Thompson,
and infant daughter, Audrey, of
Bremelton. Everyone had a fine
time.
Mr.. and Mrs, Hereward Thomp-
son and daughter were guests OF
their aunt and uncle, Mr.. and Mrs.
Fred inland last Sunday.
Mrs. II. L. Penny OF Raeeo was
the guest of Mrs. IL. R. Jones OF
Pembroke.
Friends of Mr.. and Mrs. Harry
E. Miller and family Of Mileta will
learn of their departure last Thurs
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suits against C-lanaia apen Last
Vaccination % G TGe uniea
SIaiua supreme court damal a
paah TO teo suits Nfouehi by Mefhaf
son Huih0rH company tn proven. con
domination Of auj for construction oil
@ bridge aefa one columhia river it
WashIn4im cd the uousiaeosmosas
county ilae Tho MCPHERSON aampan1
aperaie a ferry across the river anl
iwo quito were brought against pa
Douglas and ulanasln county sur
lur COURT and the usanoean naus.a
miarcumy Rriiea company Che f--
~ company lost Do Hat surram
count aud iho two defeniaut now
Tor dismiss go ol lhe united sis.n se
preme court appeal
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[GZ.1.y SIZED lLlNE5sz IslzVG.55.l, .
CARsTENs HIGH GRADE FER,

tilizer. Raw Bone Meal $2.75
per cwt. 3-10-7 for Berry and
garden $3.50 per cwt. 800
Tankagc 1925 per cwt, G. G..
Kimmel, Vashon. 4-1-tf
FOR SALE-Eorcst wood, $3.50
per cord VIM. Berry, Blk. 1893,
1-14-ti
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WANTED

WANTED-Jersey or Guernsey
COW. Fresh. c. l., Garner, Port
age. 0-l0 If.
l WILL BUY Beef COWS, pork and
veal and pay highest market
price. Il. Is. Hayes. 6-3-9tp
81
WANTED TO BUY-Camp cook
stoves, Call Rodda's store, Cen
ter. 6-3-tf
sHINGLING and ROOF Repairs
Gail 1911 Evenings. William
Steen. 5-2l-tf
i WILL BUY all your live poultry
and weigh and pay for it at your
place II G. Park, Phone Red
J3 evenings. 9-l7-tf
WAETED-Traetor ploughing,
grading, land clearing, house
moving, By day, hour, or con.
tract Il Il Hall, Black SOB,
Burton 01Otl
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MISCELLANEOUS

FOuND-Bmch of keys. Ownes
mas have same hy calling at this
office and proving property and
plyibe lor this ad NUW Record
80
TAKEN BY MISTAKE gai. can
nf hingle Stain from Vusho1
Heights dock. Please return go
Arnold Petersen Phone Hlk
90l 6-10-it
RIDGWAY and RIDGwAY-
Contractors and builders Is
Inmates given on All kinds of
work 10 mildine line. r. T. H.
No. l Boz %. Burton. Wash
3-I1tf
ABE ABRAHAMsEN PAINTING
Phone Black 1853 Paperhangin4
VASHoN Kakomining.
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ADVERTISING RATES

10 cents per line for first inser,
ton; 8 cents per line for each ad.
ditional insertion.
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day for Fife, Wash. where Mr..
Miller has employment. We regret
to lose dear neighbors and we hope
they will be successful in their new
surroundings.
Mr.. William johnson has return
ed from the hospital in better
health, we are glad to have good
reports concerning him.
Mr.. and Mrs. Chas. Meyers and
family were Seattle visitors last
Wednesday,
Evening star., 1927-03-20

tightly clutched in her slim, gloved
hands, tremulous with annoyance
other emotions less easily indexed
Take off your hat. girl"' said Jeffer-
son Poole. I'VE haven't got all day,
you know. Take off that coat and
stand over there by the table. Lean
against it, If you want to-" He was
squeezing colors out upon palette, as
he talked. Pull the scarf up higher.
No, don't touch it, I'll fix 1t myself.
Throw your things on that chair
behind you. Don't look so scared,
Isabella. I'm not going to bite
Il am not scared" said Isabel frost
Mo-" said Jefferson Poole. "Then
why look it?"
He went over to where she stood,
folded his arms, and stared down at
her sCowlingly.
Hmm. Too tight" He swept de-
Tending hands aside and loosened her
hair till it lay on her cheeks in two
leaf-broWn waves. "Better--but not
right yet! Not--entirely-right
much white silk collar-don't want
anything showing but that scarf
makes it too thick--ought to be flesh
back Of those sheer bits--take out the
pin"
"Whwhat." stammered Isabel, draw.
ing away from him.
He caught her arm and gave 1t a
shake. Don't be such an unholy
prig! Can't the collar of that blouse
open wider?"
1t did. Into V. Only Isabel had
never worn it so.
That's better" said Jefferson Poole.
Now we're getting somewhere.
Haven't lipstick-have your"
Il don't use that sort Of thing"
snapped Isabel
palms of her hands were chilly and
damp. Jefferson Poole had never
really touched her before. She could
not bear him to know it was making
her tremble now.
He wasn't noticing. "Then bite your
lips and make 'em red, will Won.
That's good girl. You've got a lovely
mouth-actually lovely - too pale,
though. And you want to-look not
so-far-away See what l mean?"
NO, l don't at all see what you
mean" said Isabel.
Said jefferson Poole: And I
haven't got time to explain to YOU"
He ran a hand through his hair,
looked wildly abobit the room, snatched
out his watch, frowned at L, and
showed 1t back again. Then he laughed,
a brief, excited chuckle.
WELL" he said. and suddenly he
kissed Isabel full upon her mouth,
tenderly. yet trif1e roughly.
Sorry" he said. back at his easel
moment later Sorry, but that's
just the look l wanted. See if you
can hold it, darling"
X X X
WHATEVER >ok it was. Isabel held
it. Sh> was so terribly afraid
that if shS moved. If she spoke, if she
stirred. ne would know, he would see
what NJ had done to her--that she was
trembling in good earnest now; that
the Wood was burning her face
Evening star., 1927-03-20
THE PURPLE SCARF
By Fanny Heaslip Lea


Eve might have spun that from the
! flowers at the foot of the tree, which
makes 1t all the more incredible that
the thing is perfect on you. Utterly
perfectr
What is it you are going to do in
California;" asked Isabel distantly.
Chance at designing sets-Holly-
wood man / met a week or so ago
never mind now" said Jefferson Poole.
Write and tell you all about it-if
necessary. Why did l never see you
in something like this before? Will
you tell me that?"
Isabel cholled on her tea.
What do you mean?" she asked
when she could speak. She chilled
and burned. She flushed and paled.
What could he dare to mean?
Because now I've got to paint you
in it," said jefferson Poole.
oh" said Isabel weakly. So that
was all.
He swallowed his luncheon in haste.
He made her almost gulp her own.
He would listen to none Of her protest.
We'll duck back to my studio
there's no one there-and get a sketch
of this right now" said Jefferson
Poole. ''The violet and umber in that
stuff-those turquoise greens-they
bring out a green in your flesh that's
fit to eat"
Isabel fairly writhed. For one thing,
the word flesh" connoted so many
unpleasantries. For another. If flesh
must be-why green? And in the
name of all shivering decencies, why
suggest eating 1t?
"You haven't time" she begged.
II have." said Jefferson Poole. IF
you could see yourself as / see you,
with that sinful violet smudge against
one cheek he squinted at her-"it
gives you an ivory tone--a cold,
smooth, sensuous ivory"
PIease,'' said Isabel. shrinking,
largely from force of habit.
'IT get something out of you thatll
be worth going miles to see" Jefferson
Poole prophesied darkly.
X X \ X
LIE caught passing taxi; he showed
L l. Isabel into it. He gave directions
and slammed the door, dropping down
beside her with look of burning alb
sorption.
Get that horrible hat off you--first
thing"
Horrible hat" 1t was new. 1t was
If dark and very simple-the finest
sort of felt. 1t was---
He silenced her rudely. "Be quiet,
Evening star., 1927-03-20

less tension of his smile before his
easel-relentless eyes, lifted to her, but
dropping back to his palette-always
She could never be happy again.
away from him. Not after that day.
And she had left just enough of her
customary practically to doubt If she
would ever be happy with him.
Alien-alien-so deeply-so many
ways.
If, when she had bought the purple
scarf, those three blind, placid years
before, the day she was to wear tiff
she had known
Suddenly-with gesture of incred-
BILE violence-she tore it-across and
across. Tears slipping down her face.
Her mouth distorted.
The threads gave with a small, thin
sound. The rasp of a cry. The torn
scarf chung between her fingers like
something living. Living-and lovely
and warm
Isabel wiped her eyes with IT. She
set her unsteady lips to 1T She
smoothed it out and folded it--a kiss
in every f1ngertip. She laid it once
more away in the drawer against the
time when Jefferson Poole should corae
back to her-or she should go to him.
tCopyrght. 1927
Evening star., 1927-03-20

| world. he was the least appropriate
companion for Isabel. He offended
her every finger-tip and nerve-end.
So she saw as little as she could Of
him--thought of him as little as she
| was able-for the most part drifting
along coolly and pleasantly enough.
| among her etchings and her lamps
and her flowers. writing ridiculously
amiable wordy volumes about Doro-
thy at boarding school, Dorothy in
Summer camp, Dorothy goes East.
Dorothy goes West--a family of fatu-
Gus chronicles surprisingly well
known to the juvenile trade.
1t didn't bore Isabel to write them.
She drew them from some eXtraordi-
nary reservoir of jeune file experience
almost with her mind on other
things. For relaxation she wrote her
pretty, wisJul. spinsterish poems. And
found them sufficient.
She lived an even, reasonable, we'll
bred consistent life-and the purple
scarf lay waiting.
Isabel tried it once across the back
of a tall. carved chair-for purely
decorative purposes. Even the chair
couldn't wear it. The scarf made every
other thing in the room look faded
and chilly-and dim with dust.
She thought for the hundredth time,
How could have been such a fool
as to buy it? l loathe feeling I've
been a fool about anything. 1t will
never be any sort Of use to me. 1t will
lie there the rest of my life. / shall
never wear that wretched thing"
But she did. She wore it the day
she said good-by to jefferson Poole.
1t happened queerly; not in the
least of her own will. but it happened
this fashion:
She hadn't seen him in weeks They
had quarreled. They always quarreled
if they saw enough of each other.
Although he had telephoned once or
twice, Isabel had somehow missed
him. She might have bridged tie gap,
but she made no effort.
When he telephoned again on. fore
noon late in February and said. Come
and eat lunch with me" Gust that. at
firsS; no conciliatory preliminaries),
Evening star., 1927-03-20

Absurd, humiliating. inexplicable.
AS If one had never been kissed before.
Well, one hadn't. to speak of, and
never by jefferson Poole.
Isabel said to herself, q mute, des-
perate cry to her pride to rally and
come back to her, His grandfather
was my grandfather's overseer. His
grandmother was my grandmother's
maid"
1t didn't seem to matter very much
with this kiss on her lips, that care
| less, coaxing darling" still in her
startled ears
"Oh, gorgeous said Jefferson Poole
Hold that. will your
He worked like a man possessed.
He whistled between his teeth. Over
and over he looked up at Isabel and
back to his canvas, his eyes narrowed
his mouth grimly smiling. He filled
the dusty. quiet studio with an unease
like thunder in the air. And he NUT
tered to himself like wizard over a
crucible.
Look at me, don't look at the wall
You've got the sweetest eyes. Isabella
Caesar. Hold that. just as you are!
Just the shadow of a CULVER about
your mouth
Isabel held it. She had felt Just
then the shadow of a quiver about
her heart 1t might well have risen to
her lips.
She had never before seen Jefferson
Poole at his painting. While he drew
a brushful of blue recklessly across
her painted throat, singing to himself
in a deep, careSSing whisper, Isabel
knew the truth. She had never before
seen Jefferson Poole.
And she saw him now, just as he
was going away.
"Can you stand it a minute or SO
longer?" he asked absently. Some
thing about your eyes ! want to get
darker than I thought, deep but soft
h m m-get it in just a minute more;
sort Of hurt: no. sort of a hunger.
I've got you! Steady. Isabella. Won't
be long now"
Isabel stood it a minute longer She
had never heard him before, and now
he was going away.
want to rest?" said Jefferson Poole
kindly.
He stood staring at the thing he had
made while he waved the real Isabel
away with a nervous, paint-smudged
hand.
no you don't Can't see it yet
not for a million! Only just started"
Its very nearly g." said Isabel
She walked to the window and
looked out of that. Even there she
saw the derisive question in his eyes
She said over one shoulder. You'll
miss your train"
Cant be helped" said jefferson
Poole. Mother one goes at six some
thing
He was frankly restless till he had
her back once more against the table.
I'm In a tricky place" he ex-
planned. Beautiful problem In
values
Isabel knew a trickier problem--in
values Unanswered.
She tried to make him talk about the
Evening star., 1927-03-20
50 Years in Photographic Dark Room
Makes U.S.. Employe Geographic Expert

showing the West that I feel that !
am as familiar with that section as If
l had visited every spot" said Mr.
Jones. as he absented himself from
the dark room long enough to answer
specific questions about his work
Guessing is hazardous in dealing
with figures, If accuracy Is to be safe.
guarded, yet it Is safe to assume that
this photographer has handled nearly
half million prints during the last
half century. His connection with the
forest service during the past twenty.
odd years has further contributed to
his knowledge Of the West through
the Photographic lens, this Govern
ment service taking pictures of a
great variety of Western scenes
ranging from holes perforated In trees
by wOOdpeckers to picturesque water
falls and acres of magnificent wood
lands. The work Of Mr.. Jones for the
present. however, Is confined to the
making of lantern slides. These are
designed for educational purposes,
used In illustrating lectures on q
diversity Of subjects. varying in char
acter from the administration of graz.
ing lands to the conducting Of schools
in woOdcraft at the Forest Products
Laboratory.
Speaking reminiscently, Mr.. Jones
told about the most difficult piece of
Photographic printing he had encoun.
tered during his so years experience.
It was not the incident of coaxing
an Indian to reveal to the camera the
tattoos on his bOdy-though that was
difficult enough. 1t was during the
Worlds Fair. in 1898, when the
Geological Survey had received a re.
quest from the Standard Oil Co. to
make transparency of the map of
the United States. This map had to
be put on a wet plate and the piece
of glass on which it was finally placed
was so inches wide and IS inches
long. The fact that Mr.. Jones had
graduated in the school Of experience
starting in the Photographic work
as a boy assigned to such odd Jobs
as cleaning up the laboratory-served
him well in overcoming such OBJ
stacles as that presented in printing
a map of the entire United States on
Worlds Fair.
Charles Jones was born in Wheel
ing, w. Va, in 1856, but he moved
to Washington when he was years
old. LAS a boy I had an ambition to
become a railroad engineer" he indi-
Gated as he related that his father was
an engineer. "All of my aunts and
uncles were railroad men," he added.
The fact remains, however, that he
has lived for so years in "a photo
graphic dark room. with the exception
of a brief interval when he worked
as q printer for country weekly
newspaper In Maryland.