anaheim-gazette 1923-03-22

ONE SUMMER NIGHT By Jack Carter, Anaheim. (Copyrighted) Prologue—Giant Cliffs on English coast. A cave with entrance only at low tide, sloping upward to the tableland above, with outlet concealed by brush. A revenue cutter anchored beyond the sands, smuggling believed to be carried on, and the phantom "The White Lady," supposed to appear before the death of any of the crew. A glorious sweep of fertile hills, bathed in the warmth of the June sun. In the distance, the shimmering ocean, with its yellow sands, and murmuring waves, and its white sails gliding by. Nore Conlay lived in the rose-clad cottage in the valley, and Ralph Goring from the big house on top the hill, hoped to wed her, when the autumn leaves fell. "Oh Ralph," she said, as they strolled along the lane, "the villagers are talking about the smugglers again,and a queer-looking boat is anchored off to the north—what can it mean?" "Nothing, darling," he replied. "Just a renewal of the old superstition; how could there be smuggling and I not know it?" "Well, they say there are dozens of barrels of whiskey, and rolls of silk, hidden underneath the cliffs." "Ha, ha," he laughed. "Old women's tales, but see, the fog is rising, we must hasten home," and seeing her to the door, with a quick "goodnight," he hurried away. His mother met him at the door. "Hush," she said. "Did you hear it, that shot from the sands below? Oh, my boy, promise me that when this cargo has gone it shall be the end of the traffic, for you are the last of our race, and it will kill me if harm befalland, he is at the bottom of the cliffson the sands below, and the smuggler crew are crowding round him for orders. Nore Conlay was strangely restless when Ralph had left her, and she determined to see for herself, if the village tales were true, and covering her head with a white shawl, and slipping a revolver in her pocket, in case a timber wolf should become too bold, made her way down the path to the sands, and emerging from the brushwood, one man in advance of the others, looked up, and saw Nore's white face drawing nearer and nearer. He gazed for a moment with horror-stricken eyes, and rushing back, threw his arms round Ralph, shrieking "The White Lady, The White Lady," while the others, seeing only a white face, and unmanned by their superstitious fears, crowded round him for protection. Nore, taking it for an attack upon her lover, raised the revolver, and fired. The shot pierced a cask that stood on the sands, and with a roar that could be heard for miles, the powder keg blew up, and nothing was ever found of the smuggler crew, but a rag or two of clothing, and the hat that Ralph had thrown on the sands in the excitement. Nore was unconscious when the villagers reached the spot, and when she grasped all the details of the tragedy, her mind left her, and she never regained her senses. The White Lady was never seen again. DATES FIXED FOR GRUNION FISHING Sunday. April 1st. is the First Date for Appearance On moonlight nights during March, April. May and June, small smelt, called "grunion" in this section of the United States, will make their annual education to govern of a county, elim district trustees county-wide school tion of five mem education is opti ties. The change m of the residents board of supervie election and mus petition signed by registered voters. It is provided t cation shall have board of teachers the county school be chairman, and bers of whom enced teachers o school grade, and sentative of the Members of th shall hold office board of educati such compensation by the latter b of members of th shall be the same members of th indebtedness oual school distric county obligation a county of th schools by one be SUPERANUATE TO E American Legion at Sa Automobiles th will have another greatest show models of gas pr to be gathered to for a parade and celebrations lasting with a dance gion hall in the "Ha, ha," he laughed. "Old women's tales, but see, the fog is rising, we must hasten home," and seeing her to the door, with a quick "goodnight," he hurried away. His mother met him at the door. "Hush," she said. "Did you hear it, that shot from the sands below? Oh, my boy, promise me that when this cargo has gone it shall be the end of the traffic, for you are the last of our race, and it will kill me if harm befall you." "You are not my own brave mother tonight," he said, soothing her fears. "There is no danger, believe me. Probably some one shooting at waterfowl," and putting on a slouch hat and overalls, he kissed her and disappeared in the shadows. The fog had rolled seaward How calm the night, how languorous the soft southern breeze, and how sweetly the night birds twittered among the trees. But now, Ralph's heart almost ceased to beat, for a hush that could be felt, came over all the hillside, and a misty light appeared a few feet ahead of him, and there, as distinct as though it had been high noon, was a coffin covered with ab lack pall, and following it were the mourners on foot, moving slowly over the turf. From whence had they come, and whither were they going He noticed the bearers with their even-measured tread, and the cross of white lilies on the pall, but there was never a sound nor sob; all was silent as the night, and the grave. Who could it be? He never for a moment doubted but that it was real, that it was indeed a coffin, and a body, and mourners. But why this secrecy Was it some murderer whose friends had begged the body to give it decent burial, was it? There was no death in his own town, and there was something strangely familiar in the appearance of some of the mourners. He followed them. They were coming to the graveyard now, and—yes, there was the clergyman in his white gown, and with his prayer book in his hand. Then it could not be a murderer's body, for he would not dare to use the words, "In the sure and certain hope of a glorious resurrection." How ghastly he looks in the moonlight, and how his voice trembles, and there are tears on his cheeks "I am the Resurrection and the Life, he that believeth on Me, though he wore dead, yet shall he live, and whosoever liveth and believeth in Me, shall" DATES FIXED FOR GRUNION FISHING Sunday, April 1st, is the First Date for Appearance On moonlight nights during March, April, May and June, small smelt, called "grunion" in this section of the United States, will make their annual runs all along the shores of the Pacific in southern California, where there is a sandy beach. Last year there were many good runs and "grunion parties" were popular. The first run occurs Sunday evening, April 1st, at 9:47, and for three nights thereafter these little fish will make their appearance along the shores of Huntington Beach. Those who have never enjoyed the grunion fishing party have missed a great treat. These little "silversides" as they are called in many localities come in on the highest tides so the female fish may lay their eggs in the sand. They venture as high up the beach as is possible and burrow a hole into the sand with their tails, some laying their eggs as deep as four inches. These eggs hatch in two weeks and at the next high tide are washed back into the ocean as small smelt. The high tides at night are about 9 o'clock. Occasionally when the run is at its height thousands of these little fish can be seen by the moonlight as they try to make their way back into the ocean after spawning. A great many contrivances have been seen on the beach for catching grunion, but the best method is said to be with a seine made of copper wire screen fastened to a frame about two by six feet and allowed to bag a little so that they will roll to the center when the waves are passed and the seine is fitted from the sand. Many merely use their hands to catch them and parties have been known to catch as many as half a pail full by this method. The fish average about four inches in length and the male is smaller than the female. The complete table follows: April 1, full moon, high tide, 9:35; April 3, high tide, 10:14; April 3, high tide, 10:53; April 30, full moon, high tide, 9:06; May 1, high tide, 9:46; May 2, high tide, 10:29; May 30, full moon, high tide, 9:25; May 31, high tide, 10:08; June 1, high tide, 10:53; June his white gown, and with his prayer book in his hand. Then it could not be a murderer's body, for he would not dare to use the words, "In the sure and certain hope of a glorious resurrection." How ghastly he looks in the moonlight, and how his voice trembles, and there are tears on his cheeks "I am the Resurrection and the Life, he that believeth on Me, though he wore dead, yet shall he live, and whosoever liveth and believeth in Me, shall never die," said the clergyman, preceding the cortege into the church. Now he will know who it is—what if it were he, himself—and an Icy chill ran through him. Now they are crowding around, and he presses forward and bends over the coffin plate. Merciful God, what does he see? He must be dreaming, and he looks again, then raises his eyes, and sees his mother's face, so pale and wan, and Nore's, among the foremost of the mourners. Nothing more startling can happen now, and he bends again over the lid. He must be mad, or can it be an optical delusion? No, for how the letters stand out from the silver plate, "Ralph Atherton Goring, departed this life June 9th, 1915. Aetat 23 years, 6 months, and 11 days—R. I. P." Why that will be tomorrow, this is the evening of the 8th—tomorrow—then tomorrow he will die. No, it must be a dream, or is it a warning. And as he still gazes spellbound at the awful inscription, the coffin lid rises slowly, siently, and he, powerless to move, sees his own face, cold and still in death, lying on the white fabric in the coffin, with some of the red roses from Nore's garden, lying on his breast. He gives a gasping cry, breaks the spell that binds him, presses his hands to his burning forehead, April 1, full moon, high tide, 9:35; April 3, high tide, 10:14; April 3, high tide, 10:53; April 30, full moon, high tide, 9:06; May 1, high tide, 9:46; May 2, high tide, 10:29; May 30, full moon, high tide, 9:25; May 31, high tide, 10:08; June 1, high tide, 10:53; June 27, high tide, 8:28; June 28, full moon, high tide, 9:53; June 30, high tide, 10:36. EDEN PRESENTS BILL FOR CHANGE IN SCHOOL LAWS Provides That a County Board Shall Control All Schools Declaring his belief that Orange county could save $25,000 annually in operating cost of its schools by changing the methods of handling school affairs to conform to provisions of senate bill No. 30, introduced by State Senator Walter Eden, if the bill is adopted by the state legislature, W. C. Jerome, county auditor, asserted that the bill is one which every tax payer of the county should support. Jerome recently returned from Sacramento, where he was in conference with legislators and committees on legislative matters. He is chairman of the legislative committee of the state association of county auditors. In Sacramento he met the legislative committees of the associations of county assessors and tax collectors, for consideration of various bills before the legislature. The three committees after investigation approved the Eden bill. The bill provides a county board of ANAHEIM GAZETTE 919 North Los Angeles Pacific Salvage & Pacific Gas & Oil Have a Newly Equipped Battery Station and pair all kinds of Electric Motors—by a man made on any of our work that is not entirely used CARS OF ALL KINDS AND MAKE All Parts for Your Old Car You have any trouble with your car—Concern Your Battery or Ignition System is not right You want your old car cashed in—We pay You have any old metal or junk—We will You want the same old Union Oils or Gas You want Richfield Gas—Here is where the attention, farmers tors of all makes. Not by tie on your tractor but by American Legion Staging Unique Race at Santa Ana Automobiles that have had their day will have another "day" May 5, when the greatest showing of antiquated models of gas propelled vehicles are to be gathered together in Santa Ana for a parade and race in a series of celebrations lasting all day and closing with a dance at the American Legion hall in the evening. "Auto Resurrection Day" is the title suggested for the plan, which is absolutely devoid of advertising enterprise and is being fostered by three well-known newspaper men of the county. The three men, who are the originators of the plan, which is being worked out with the co-operation of the American Legion, are Horace Fine, Tom Lewis and Charles Wheatley. It is planned to charge a small entry fee to cars, which will be entered in the races. One important qualification of the race entries is that everyone may claim any car entered, following the race, by the payment of $50 and the entrance fee. Only the most dilapidated, antiquated and almost fossilized specimens of the gas buggy art of early days will be allowed in some of the races, while in others, later models of the chug wagon variety will be welcomed, but must risk sale at the rate of $50 if claimed. An event similar to the one planned for Santa Ana on May 5, was recently held in Tia Juana and drew a crowd of 20,000 persons. While it is expected that a larger parade and more race entries will be shown at Santa Ana, the resurrection alone will have to be sufficient inducement, the promoters declare. Any antiquated model, out of use so long that cobwebs have formed in the carburetor, is apt to take one of the many substantial prizes offered in the parade, or if entered in the races, may win one of the worthwhile cash prizes it is planned to offer. American Legion posts in the county will be given tickets to be sold in the cities in which they are located. These tickets, it is planned, will admit to the afternoon program of racing and stunts and the dance at the legion hall in the evening. The post selling the tickets will receive a generous portion of the money secured by the tickets sold. In this way it is planned to give widespread opportunity to benefit by the undertaking. In the parade, Judge J. B. Cox has consented to act as grand marshal and other celebrities of note will probably participate. Everyone is free to enter the parade in any kind of a motor vehicle the more antiquated and balky the better. SUNDAY ACCIDENTS Eight persons were injured, two of them critically, in week-end automobile accidents in Orange county. The injured were: Asa French, 76, Corona. Mrs. Lizzle Perkins, Corona. John Heligass, Santa Ana. William Whitehead, Irvine. Mrs. M. K. Baessler, Orange. Mrs. W. Martin, Santa Ana. R. E. Thomas, Tustin. An unidentified woman from Corona. Those perhaps fatally injured were French and Mrs. Baessler. They are confined at the community hospital at Santa Ana. Mrs. Baessler was injured in a crash near Bolsa about 7:45 p.m. Sunday. According to a report made by Baessler, he was driving toward Santa Ana, when he heard a crash, of automobiles colliding. The next moment, a large touring car crossed the road in front of him, and wrecked his car, he said. Mrs. Baessler sustained "the most frightful facial lacerations possible," according to the physician who operated on her after she was taken to the hospital. In addition, she suffered greatly from loss of blood, sustained before she received treatment. If she recovers, as was regarded doubtful, she will be disfigured for California Theatre California Theatre Thursday, March 22 Conrad Tearle in "Love's Masquerade" VAUDRVILLE Friday and Saturday, Mar. 23 and 24 JACKIB COOGAN In "Oliver Twist" "Felix Turns the Tide" International News Sun., Mon., Mar. 25 - 26 Kenneth Harlin in "Toll of the Sea" Kinograms Around the World No. 4 Tuesday and Wednesday, Mar. 27-28 Betty Compson in "The White Flower" The Steeple Chase International News Mrs. Baessler sustained "the most frightful facial lacerations possible," according to the physician who operated on her after she was taken to the hospital. In addition, she suffered greatly from loss of blood, sustained before she received treatment. If she recovers, as was regarded doubtful, she will be disfigured for life, the physician stated. Thomas was struck by an automobile driven by William Edwards, of San Diego, about 11:55 a.m. Sunday. He was walking when the car hit him, according to C. R. Lambert, of Tustin, who made the report at police headquarters. Thomas was bruised, but otherwise was not hurt, the report stated. French, Mrs. Perkins, and the woman whose name was not ascertained at the hospital, had been at Newport Beach, and were starting for Laguna Beach when the accident occurred. Although they could give but meager details of the happening, it was believed that they turned off toward Balboa Palisades by mistake. According to French, the automobile in which they were riding was unable to make the hill, and when it started rolling down backward, he lost control of it. The machine plunged down an embankment, pinning the occupants beneath it. French sustained a fractured shoulder, and because of his advanced age, his condition was regarded as serious. Mrs. Perkins sustained severe lacerations about the head and face, while her right ear was virtually severed from her head. The accident occurred about 1 p.m. Sunday. AT North Los Angeles Street THE Vage & Wrecking Co. ALSO Mines & Oil Service Station Every Station and Automotive Electric Works. We Rerers—by a man who knows how. No charge will be it is not entirely satisfactory. AND MAKES; CASH OR REASONABLE TERMS for Your Old Car at the Right Price with your car—Come and see us. System is not right—We know how to fix it. cashed in—We pay the price in cash. or junk—We will turn it into cash. Union Oils or Gas—We have it. Here is where to get it. ,FARMERS---We repair Trac- Not by men who will prac- FARMERS---We repair TracNot by men who will practor, but by men who know how WE KNOW HOW RECIATE OUR SERVICE, AND COURTESY age & Wrecking Co. E SIEGEL, Proprietor 9-921 North Los Angeles Street Phone 778 EASTER IS ALMOST HERE Sunday, April 1, is Easter Day, the day when everybody is expected to appear in New Spring Styles Sunday, April 1, is Easter Day, the day when everybody is expected to appear in New Spring Styles Undoubtedly you will need new Shoes for that day, and we wish to impress it on your mind that we have a complete stock of the latest styles and best makes in the market. We have Shoes for Men, for Ladies and for the Children. In fact, Shoes for Everybody And they are marked at the lowest possible prices. Joe Lautenbach Cor. Lemon and Center