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Evening star., 1937-03-07

do you think l call this town
homer" he said
Well. heavens! If you don't call
this your home, where do you call
homer
ITS a word don't use"
But that's silly! Why. you were
born here, raised here -"
you forget l went off to school
when l was ten"
But a person can 60 of to school
without losing his home"
''Yeah?" His voice was derisive.
when he knows he's being shipped
off because there's nobody left who
wants to bother with him?"
Isabelle remembered: his mother
and father had died in that epidemic
when ne was ten. That was what he
meant by nobody left" But there
was the Judge. his grandfather.
WELL" she protested. sometimes
kids are better off in boarding school
on account of there's nobody home
during the day to get 'em of to day
school. not because nobody wants to
bother with them. But vacations -"
They're lovely" he said. his sar-
casm escaping her until he went on.
"A big house full Of servants ten years
older than Methuselah and another
old gent who calls you Grandson.
pats you on the head then puts his
face back in book as if he'd gotten
you washed up for one more day: as
if you we're something small and
peculiar from another world. Some
thing he was quite fond Of. but some
thing he wished would stay off in the
summer at camps and in schools at
Christmas. Those places had people
who we're trained to take care of this
thing called a little boy OF course
when the little boy begins to grow up
and gets mind of his own! - then he
has to be hauled back and put through
lectures dating back to what the nice
young men did in 1890"
He stopped abruptly and she could
see that again something had gone
wrong. He looked furious as if he
hated himself for having said what he
had said. He glowered down at his
hands, tracing designs on the table
cloth, and muttered: "Intermission
long? When do we get some music?"
An instant later they got it with
blare from the trumpets and wall
from the saxophones as the lights
dimmed and dancers streamed onto
the floor.
Instead of dancing. Stanley caught
Isabelle's hand and. dodging and weav-
ing around the lively couples. led her
to the orchestra's dais. They stood
there with group, looking up at the
musicians - except for Isabelle who
watched Stanley and noted the tight
Tipped tension on his face slowly re-
laxing. He applauded violently when
the music stopped and shouted out the
names of numbers he wanted to hear.
The orchestra's next offering was
faster. warming up gradually to the
climax known as hot" The mu-
sicians reached it on the fourth num-
Der. This was the moment the lovers
of hot music had been waiting. Scores
of them stopped dancing and rushed
to join the group before the dais.
They stood close packed, their ex-
pressions transfixed. Some of them.
swaying, jerked their shoulders in
opposition back and forth; others
nodded, accenting the beat with a
downward jerk of the head; others
jerked their hands together and apart;
some stamped their feet. Next to
Evening star., 1937-03-07

it over with. II they weren't going to
trust her ever again. she might as well
find it out now. Mamma. Father"
she began before she had quite reached
them. the words running together in
her nervous haste to say what little
she could before they silenced her.
I'm sorry but l couldn't help it."
She turned to her mother. her
fingers seeking for her mothers hand.
"Eie hasn't got anybody. Mamma. OF
course. the judge ioses him but -
but he hasn't got like what l have"
Her eyes turned to include her
father. Like what we are"
Her mothers hand was tight in hers
and her fathers was around them
both. Only for an instant, but it held
the essence of every remembered
moment when they had shared this
poignant knowledge Of their unity.
Il had to come out with him."
Isabelle said. Il couldn't let him 90
away by himself. looking the way he
did there at our door. If hadn't
come with him he wouldn't have come
here to to forget everything for a
little while. He would have gone
and -"
know" Rosalie said quickly. Her
glance lifted to her husbands and
found in his eyes the same look that
was in her own. This was their child.
And they had tried to protect her
from her young ignorance; had tried
to lead her into the wisdom necessary
to comprehend what Stanley Baker
really was!
He was coming toward them, search
ing for Isabelle. When he saw Rosalie
and Spencer Cummings. his young
face became masked and hostile as he
gave them polite. smiling greeting.
Rosalie went to him. her husband
beside her. Hello" she said. I'VE
were driving by and decided to drop
in and hear this marvellous band"
Great musicr' Spencer Cummings
lied superbly.
"Oh. Stanley" Resale said casually
as Isabelle joined them, II was just
saying to Isabelle that she must per-
suade you not to confine your visits
to those record-playing sessions in the
living room. Do come over soon and
have dinner with all of u.s."
why -"he began stiffly.
"Yes, Stanley" Isabelle gave her
mother a radiant look. Come real
soon.'
Tomorrow night?" Spencer Cum
mings suggested.
will you?" Rosalie raised her voice
above the band which had burst out
with another tune.
"Yes. Thank YOU" His tone was
formal and school-boy polite. But the
look he gave her held the first genuine
Difference she had ever had from him
- and something else that made her
eyelids sting and her throat ache with
a sudden fullness. She managed to
give him a smile before she turned
quickly to her husband with num-
bled, Let's dancer
He NIT his arm aro,,nd her in the
fashion that was the rage in 1918 and
they moved sedately off into the
whirling maze of couples. Then he
drew her close and put his lips against
her hair while she hid her face on his
shoulder and cried.
Tks End
(Anothsy Isabelle Cummings
story - "Tschniqne" - wiH op-
pear in the next issue Of THIS
Evening star., 1937-03-07
THIS WEEK
Boy
Confinvsd hom poss twelve

ConfinVsd from pogs twelve
Isabelle three boys went through all
the movements at once, their creased,
badly cut hair slapping down across
their eyes as their heads snapped for
ward with the beat.
The music mounted to frenzy goaded
on by the drums, the drummer like
sorcerer bending and swaying over his
instruments. He crouched low, then
threw himself upright into the blue
shaft of a spotlight. his lips moving
as ifhe muttered incantations, his eyes
staring off above the heads of the
crowd. Voices began to call. Yeah.
man! Play it. boy. play it! Get hot!
Get hotr'
Isabelle liked swing music but this
was too much. She shrank against
Stanley. little scared by the savage
excitement. He paid her no heed. His
gaze was riveted on the drummer. a
primitive ecstasy in his eyes.
Three boys. in unison. yelled. Hey.
man. and the crowd surged forward.
MASKING Isabelle against tall figure
that jerked and swayed in front Of her.
She clutched at Stanley's arm. Let's
get out" she gasped. He seemed not
to have heard her. She pulled on his
arm. Stanley. let's get out of herer
Again he seemed not to have heard.
Now the drummer had forgotten
the score before him. He was impro-
vising, his face straining up into the
blue spotlight He completely drowned
out the other instruments and he
seemed framed in a Ticking whir Of
white sticks as, with a furious cres-
cendo he created a delirium Of sound.
"Whewr" Close behind her. Isa-
belle heard mans awed voice NUT
tering, "Is he out of this world'!
She looked up at the drummer. So
he was. she supposed. And Stanley
- as best she could. she twisted
around so that she might look up at
Stanley Baker. Wherever the drum
mer was. Stanley was with him.
'.StanleyY' she cried, digging her
fingers into his arm. He seemed neither
to hear her nor feel the sharp jab of
her nails through the cloth of his
sleeve. He had forgotten her; for
gotten the world and that rebellious,
hating. loneliness of his.
Suddenly Isabelle understood every
thing she had felt about him and could
not explain. and her hands became
quiet on his arm. This music could
make him forget. This music and -
her glance turned toward the bar she
knew was down at the end of the
room. He wasn't stranger any more;
he wasn't even the wild boy people
said he was. Why. he was the pitifullest
boy she had ever known.
Her glance, gentle and compass
sionate. came back to him. The ma
turity OF her emotion made her some
how look even younger than she was;
gave her a childlike, tender dignity.
1t was at this moment that her
mother and father saw her. They had
abandoned their bridge game because
their hostess had felt one of her sick
headaches coming on. When they had
found Isabelle's note. they had set
out after her. frantic with anxiety -
an anxiety that vanished at the sight
of her studying the boy at her side,
smiling on him as if he were child.
The music stopped and there were
whistles, applause. and howls for more.
Isabelle caught a glimpse of her mother
and father on the outer fringe of the
throng. She showed and pushed her
way to them. wanting to get the first
impact Of their disapproval and have
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Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1937-12-30

Mr.. and Mrs. Chuck Wilburn
and Frank Abbott spent Christmas
in Wenatchee.
Mrs. Lois Learner and sons were
dinner guests at the home of Mrs.
B. R. Lindley.
Mr.. and Mrs. John Tucker and
Mrs. James Howell spent the holt
days with their son and brother
John Howell of Ellensburg. Mrs.
Howell remained for a visit
Mr. and Mrs. Willis Ward and
children of st. John, Oregon, WISH
ted at the B. R. Lindley home Wed
nesday.
Donald Rice and Miss Helen
Holmes spent the holidays at the
E. W. Rice home Thelma returned
with them to Tacoma.
Mr.. and Mrs. L. L. Berquist and
son Larry of Tacoma, Mrs. Go1die
Mosier and daughters and Miss
Dorothy Wagner of Spokane and
Elbert Wagner of Seattle were
weekend visitors at the home of
their parents, Mr. and Mrs. E. Wag
oner.
Verlie Lee, daughter of Mr.. and
Mrs. G. D. Lee spent Christmac
with her sister, Mrs. Bertha Spra-
que and family of Mansfield. Velma
Sprague, lher neice accompanied
her home to spend few days.
Mr.. and Mrs. s. E. Hanan and
daughtr were dinner guests at the
Oscar Larsen home Saturday,.
Royal Carpenter and Jim Barber
were dinner guests at the Frank
Mccain home Saturday.
Mrs. Mamie Van Dussen and
children of Spokane is spending
this week at the home of her par
ents MT. and Mrs. Charles Walker.
For special ground lenses, quick
service send broken lenses to DR.. A.
E. Jones, Box 1916, Spokane. tt
Mr.. and Mrs. Jack Gill and baby
of Missoula, Mont, are guests at
the Jack Gilden home.
Mrs. G. N. Lathen of Oakesdale,
returned to her home Wednesday
after a two-day visit at the home of
MT. and Mrs. Bob Hilson,
Chinook winds and rain quickly
erased the light fall of snow which
covered Coulee City early this
week.
Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1937-12-30
She LOST 20 .
POUNDS OF fat

Feel full of pep and possess the
slender form you crave-you can't
II you listen to gossipers.
To take off excess fat go light On
fatty meats, butter, cream and su9-
ary sweets = eat more fruit and
vegetables and take half teaspoon
ful Of Kruschen Salts in glass az
hot water every morning to clint
nate excess waste.
Mrs. Elma Verille of Havre do
Erace, Md, writes: II took off -
lbs.-my clothes At me fine now"
No drastic cathartics-no constl-
pation-but blissful daily bowel an
ton when you take your little daiiZ
dose of Kruschen. q
Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1937-12-30

Mr.. and Mrs. G. D. Lee and son
Glenn, spent Christmas with their
son Carl and family of Dryden and
Merl and wife of Wenatchee.
Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1937-12-30
City In Brief

MIR. and Mrs. G. D. Lee and son
Glenn, spent Christmas with their
son Carl and family of Dryden and
Merl and wife of Wenatchee.
Mr. and Mrs. Bill Kriete and
children, Bert Willis and Jack Jop-
lin all of Wenatchee spent the
weekend at the home OF Mr.. and
Mrs. W. L. Joplin.
Irwin Smith motored to Spokane
Tuesday.
John Willis, Lorraine Willis Mrs
c.. ]. Eggleton and Mrs. w. L. Jop-
lin spent Tuesday at Soap Lake.
Mrs. l.. F. Rhodes and children
spent Tuesday at the Chris Jorgen-
sen home in St. Andrews.
Fred Joplin is visiting relatives
at Wenatchee this week.
Mr.. and Mrs. w. A. Pollin and
children were dinner guests at the
Mike Veola home Saturday.
mt. and Mrs. w. D. Woodcook
and children of Almira, visited rel
atives in town. Monday.
Mr.. and Mrs. John Joplin and
Earnest Chappell spent Christmas
day at the home of Mr.. and Mrs.
Bill Webb, Almira.
We have one New Electrolux Re-
frigerator at a special discount
Stoll's Garage. adv.
Mn. and Mrs. Cecil Gilman Grand
Coulee spent the weekend at the
home of Mr.. and Mrs. w. L. Joplin
Kenneth Lee of Grand CouQee is
spending this week with his moth
er Mrs. Verlie Lee.
Miss Lois Moore returned to her
work at Ephrata Sunday after spen
ding Christmas with her mother,
Mrs. Matte Moore.
Bill Austin spent Saturday at the
home of his sister, Mrs. Lyman Ho-
well of Grand Coulee.
WANTED-$10O0 loan on 100
acres good wheat land, all under
cultivation, located in Baird dis
triet. Inquire Dispatch office. adv.
Frank Eggleton and Loren Cum
nlngham are spending few days
at the Frank Buckart ranch.
|Beulah Larsen and Don Gilden
Spent Saturday at the home of Beu-
lah's parents, Mr.. and Mrs. Otto
Jensen.
Anne Thompson of Mansfield
spent Tuesday ait the T, E. Leonard
home.
Imperial Valley press., 1937-06-13

The true contemplation OF life is symphony
in three parts-the past the present and the
future 1t is song of phosophic tempo which
weighs the good with the bad, which balances
tehat lpds with lohdt is and Whdt can be. Life
set to such melody of reasoning as this, be.
comes lyric of hope, melody of security and
sometimes the militant confident march that Is
the material theme song of today
The memories OF yesterday are the reeds of
the past The happiness of the present is the
soft dinner music of contentment-and the stri-
dent brasses of ambition are the symphonic
symbols of a faith that anticipates the achieve
ments of tomorrow
But in the midst OF such music, man too often
permits the heavy drums from the orchestra pit
of his intellect to disturb the symphony, to rob
the higher notes of theii beauty and to drown
Imperial Valley press., 1937-06-13

to turn loose, 10 leave the problems OF to-
morrow until tomorrow to forget the mistakes
of yesterday-and to smile at the satsfactions
small as they may sometimes be, of today
Many human being perplexed beset, driven
to the wall of adversely, has found his or her
way from the darkness by surrendering-not to
their problems but to themselvesl
1t is far more true than most OF us admit
but man is his worst enemy. Too frequently he
blinds himself to the truth-~about himself. He
insists upon believing he is right. not because
his wisdom tells him so-but because he prefers
to believe it is So
In contrast when man sits quietly within the
solitude of his own thoughts, he may discern
that those ideals which are the castle of his
memories. remain castle today-and that they
Imperial Valley press., 1937-06-13

out the melody OF wisdom IN rumbling OF
petty annoyances, animosites that are dis
credit to his gentility and selfish thoughts that
reflect only the troubled tom-tom rhythm of the
savage
h 4 4
4 AN can find no contentment that Is lasting
EVl until he dwells, at least for small part of
his day, within the realm of calm contemplation
Those who go farthest, those who reach the
highest goals and those who get the greatest
measure of ecstasy from existence, learn early
In their years that as 1t is essential to protect
the body give it rest and keep it healthy, so it
Is equally important that the mind the soul and
the spirit have periodic freedom from the stress
of all that is immediate.
1t is human to struggle, to revolt, to chal-
lenge and to defend--but 1t is wiser sometimes
Imperial Valley press., 1937-06-13
George w. Lynn.
ippedSheep! > AwayFromThe(rowds

4 kORE valued than gold to poets and writer's is soil
NA tude, Modern conveniences, crowds of admirers
and autograph hunters continual distraction
men who create beauty and romance and drama from
words.
Seeking refuge far from those who would disturb
privacy one of the Vests famous poets, Robinson JEFF
fers has built stone tower beside the rocky beach at
Carmel, California In home of sea beaten bouders
nearby he lives with his wife and two young sons
only occasionally visits the little town high slope
This poets writing takes place behind the like
walls of his grey study-tower From the small window
he watches the gus and herons wing surf
and 1T was here that he first conceived his best
epic poems, "Tamar" and Roam Stallion" which
brought him instant recognition
His od-world study is forbiddng, cold and bleak
silent except for the beating surf 1t without elec
trcty gas and telephone and provides the atmosphere
SO necessary for depicting the tragic found
his work
From critics he has had both praise and severe con-
domination, for many literary commentators object to
Robinson Jeffers conception of human life His poems
short and long usually end with of stark despair
when his characters accept the unnd tricks an ad
verse Fate Yet with each book of poetry his
literary fame is enhanced; and whether his critics
approve or find his themes extreme his tragedies
arouse active controyersy-and his stone tower COM
pels the interest of passing motorists
Imperial Valley press., 1937-06-13

THE smoke rings which man blows into the
air and the dreams which he envisions within
them are symbolic of all life
Enormously enough, existence for so few is
IN the realm of the present. Everything worth.
while, everything essential to happiness, every
thing beautiful-man deludes himself into be.
lieying!-is of the past or of the future.
Today is always the most important hour in
the sand glass of time, if man lives 1t to the
fullest. 1t is natural that man should look back
commune with his memories and consider his
mistakes, and il is wise that he should gaze
into the space of later years, contemplating with
full seriousness what he may expect and hope
to achieve. But it is fraility. native to all
humanity, to place little if any evaluaton upon
the time that is noiO!
Imperial Valley press., 1937-06-13

No kllum Crane-no kill Loon Duck any bird
that sWyns That brings bad luck
Once water flowed where all
where blows hot dry the
Red Man kill birds that listened to
warning words NoRed kill goose even
Crane And so Storm God mad and blew lakes
dried
and also and animals and Red Man hungry
Sorry too But too late nowfor brown No
um bough
Then Rain God and said Red Man
Spirit Birds of Lakes
perhaps Red learn il
they do retunMEMBER they brothers of the Wind
the lakes
Rain God spoke Red Man
thing spirit brought good
Imperial Valley press., 1937-06-13

are all that he desires to exist tomorrow He
may see, as never before that the loyalty and
the fidelity he has accepted as a commonplace
possession for so many years. is-now that be
considers it!--the most important possession OF
his life. He may. If he thinks straight and in
telligently, crystaize the ideas he has never de-
veloped before into composite vehicle of op-
portunity that will take him to greater success
4
Life is mad merry go-round of futile effort
pickering, disappointment, Illustration and de,
spar-unless man learns that existence is con-
templatiVe, that all things are relative and that
with philosophic sense, there is a leveling inf1u.
ence in destiny which gives him large measure
of fair weather with the bad
Imperial Valley press., 1937-06-13

THERE is one flock of sheep whose shepherd
doesn't stay awake all night
Hungry wolves and marauding lions and coy
otes leave the priced flock owned by ]. N Gossett
Of Idaho. strictly alone. For several years this
rancher suffered severe losses on stormy nights
when his sleepy shepherd awoke to find a dozen
Imperial Valley press., 1937-06-13
Observation-Disclosures!

BECAUSE of common mousetrap
D several thousand hens lay more
eggs than ever before!
This ingenious gadget to speed up
Imperial Valley press., 1937-06-13


and lights up the
chicken coops and
every hen wakes
up and instead of
producing her or
binary egg quota,
often increases 1t.
The chickens get
a little less sleep.
and we have more
eggs for market. -
The hens wake
up, eat, lay eggs
and go TO sleep
according to a
time schedule con.
trolled by a mouse.
trap
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-11-05
Catholic Council Arranges November General Meeting

ton of the National Council held In Washington and won such at- tention and praise for It's fine pre- sentation that many requests for copies of the several phases of the panel have been received at na- tional headquarters in Washington. Among the subjects which will be discussed and which the council members and friends will hear Monday night are: The Home and Parent Responsibility, Thy Phy- sical, Material and Spiritual As- poets" which deal with the physi- cal welfare of the child, his be- havior, his religious training and his character and the benefits de- rived from a Mothers Council pro- grani..
The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-11-05
Local Aluvnnae At
 Mt. Holyoke Event

Mrs. Carl c. Gulliver, Mrs. Wal ter BarrowS. Mrs. Eugene Staege- man, Mrs. Alan Fairbanks and Miss Ruth Davis are representing the Waterbury Mount Holyoke club at the Founders day celebration being held at Mount Holyoke college in South Hadley, Mass, today. The days program includes an alumnae club presidents meeting in the morning, followed by Founders day exercises in the Chapin auditorium. There was an alumnae luncheon at l o'clock and a general meeting of the association followed Greetings were given by President Ham of Mount Holyoke. A reception at 3;30 concluded events. Last evening there was a concert at Chapln auditorium at 6:30 p. m. Mrs. Gulliver is sec- retary of the local alumnae and Mrs. Barrows Is treasurer.
 Mrs. Max Israel of Plaza ave. nue and her daughter, Mrs Lew is Qreenblatt, were hostesses at A bridge and shower Tuesday even- ing in honor of Miss Mary Selig- man of Meriden, whose mar riage to Allan Israel takes place on Sunday. The bride-to.be re- ceived a number of gifts from the guests who included Mrs. Samuel Miskey, Mrs. Louis Lebermaii, Mrs. Nathan Miskey. Mrs. Frank Sirkin, Mrs. William Levinson, Mrs. Harry Pearson. Mrs. Morris Greenblatt. Mrs. Lewis Greenblat.t, Mrs. Henry Gofberg, Mrs. l. N. Albert. Miss Pauline Miskey, all of this city, Mrs. Max Selignan of Meriden, Miss Ruth Barnett, Mrs. William Cohen, Mrs. Jack Portoff of New Haven Mrs. liar. ry Israel and Mrs. Archie Israel of Bristol.
 Mrs. David Walker of Bucking. ham street was hostess at a sup- per and bridge at her homo We'd nesday evening to compliment Miss Marjorie Blick of Willow street, whose marriage to Morton Walker is to be on event of Thanksgiving day. Guests present were Mrs, Meyer B. Erlanger, Jr.. Miss Ann9 Schryer, Mrs. Herbert Wagner, Mrs. Sidney Jennes. Mrs. George Peller, Mrs. Max Matzkin, Mrs Yale Matzkin. Mrs. Samuel Elmar Mrs. Saul Lichenstein, Jr, and Mrs. Clarence Freedman.
 Miss Mae Maloney was hostess to the members of her bridge club at her home on Central avenue last evening. High scores were made by Mrs. Raymond Snyder and Alice Kutzner and consolation score was made by Miss Elenite Boylan. Fol- lowing the card playing delicious luncheon was served.
 The guests included: Misses Ele- nite Boylan, Viola Slover, Ann Hurley, Alice Kutzner, Mae Ma loney, Mrs. Harry DeVorken. Mrs Thom Corby, Mrs. Raymond Shy der and Mrs. William Wertheimer.
 There are fifty comest constantly