anaheim-gazette 1933-08-17

WHISPERING ROCK by JOHN LEBAR THIRD INSTALLMENT SYNOPSIS: . . . Ruth Warren, living in the East, comes into possession of three-quarter interest in an Arizona ranch, left to her in the will of her only brother, reported to have died while on business in Mexico. With her alling husband and small child she goes to Arizona to take possession, thinking the climate may prove beneficial to her husband's weakened lungs. Arriving at the nearest town, she learns that the ranch, "Dead Lantern," is 85 miles across the desert. Charley Thane, old rancher and rural mail carrier, agrees to take them to "Dead Lantern" gate. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Neither the girl nor her husband seemed anxious to start up the road. It was when this fact became plain to them both that Ruth cried, "It'll be sundown before long—we simply can't stay here." Warren nodded. "We'd better start, I guess." Ruth looked back toward the gate. Beyond, her eyes sought the occasional stretches of dusty highway as it wound up the valley... eighty-five miles to the first thing which could be called civilization, eighty-five miles to a policeman. She shivered; but turned to her husband with a smile and clung together trembling. The darkness was coming quickly—already the banded walls of the gulch had taken on weird mystery from the light. With terror-widened eyes the man and girl looked from one bank to the gulch to the other, conscious of no thought of plan. Then Ruth caught her breath in an hysterical sob, another followed. Warren gripped her shoulder with the agony of the sudden cough which presently was flecking his white lips with red... A dog barked friendly. Some distance ahead the gulch turned to the right and the road rose out of it by another incline. At the bottom of this cut in the bank sat a small black dog. "Dog!" announced David, squirming about in his mother's arms. As far as he was concerned, all was again well with the world. Something of this feeling came to the parents. With a backward glance, which now held wonder instead of blind fear, they went forward with quickened step. When they were quite near, the dog—one of whose remote ancestors had undoubtedly been part Spaniel—moved out of sight at the side of the incline. A few more strides again brought the man and girl to a rigid halt. In the shadow of the bank stood the most gigantic woman they had ever seen. Nearly six and a half feet in height, her huge arms folded across her breast, she stood as straight as the sheer bank behind her. Her face, hawk-nosed, had the dignity of an Indian chief's and the color of a southern negro. "Where you-all think you're goin'?" she demanded, her voice house stood a huge adobe ranch character, this ruin. Compared one-story ranch house with flat roof, the ruin had been Grim, mutilated, forgotten building frowned upon the ranch. The girl had a queer fancy in her shiver. It seemed to ruin wanted the house to coexist close—for just a moment. The giant woman arrived of the ranch house first. Warren to a rawhide cot upon it. Warren promptly sat up his wife as she and Snail "Great Scott, Ruth, but I been carried! She's thirsty I ever met in my life. The giantess opened the and handed a pillow to the she had arranged her husband ably upon the cot, the girl Snavely and took her so house. Snavely spoke no ren. When the girl returned Warren a glass of milk and tortillas. For the first time since will to the girl, Snavelly spilled you get in?" he asked. "You mean when did town? Only this morning continued the girl, "we wrote a fortnight ago—but we soon as the letter—we about your once-a-week "You seen your lawyer in'?"" "I don't understand—were must have been..." Ruth looked back toward the gate. Beyond, her eyes sought the occasional stretches of dusty highway as it wound up the valley... eighty-five miles to the first thing which could be called civilization, eighty-five miles to a policeman. She shivered; but turned to her husband with a smile In the shadow of the rock stood the most gigantic woman they had ever seen. which was meant to be brave. "All right, dear; let's go. If we get shot we'll just get shot—we can't stay here and we certainly can't go back." For two long, hot, dusty hours they walked on with never a sign of human things. The awesome silence enveloped them, penetrated them, until their very thoughts seemed like small independent voices. They felt watched by a grim, thousand-eyed spirit. The occasional rabbit or coyote which man before them looked back furtively, then went on to give news of their coming. When rarely they spoke, the words passed between them in a low f rightened voice, as though speech were forbidden. They came among the lower footings of the mountains. No longer could their eyes follow the two parallel paths through the dead grass for any distance. Constantly, the road dipped into ravines, skirted low hills, crossed gulches and arroyos covered with coarse gray sand. The man's lips were bluish-white, his breathing rasped, short and quick. The girl plodded doggedly in the dust, red of face, sweat-grimed. remote ancestors had undoubtedly been part Spaniel—moved out of sight at the side of the incline. A few more strides again brought the man and girl to a rigid halt. In the shadow of the bank stood the most gigantic woman they had ever seen. Nearly six and a half feet in height, her huge arms folded across her breast, she stood as straight as the sheer bank behind her. Her face, hawk-nosed, had the dignity of an Indian chief's and the color of a southern negro. "Where you-all think you're goin'?" she demanded, her voice a deep ominous rumble. It was a moment before the girl could make a sound; then the words poured thmeselves out shrilly. "I'm Mrs. Warren, the sister of Harry Grey—I own three-quarters of this ranch—take us to Jep Snavely at once—at once—at once!" The glantess bent her head slightly, unfolded her arms, and turning, started up the incline, the little dog frisked before her. Warren took an uncertain step forward, tottered, and fell in a heap. "Help us!" cried the girl, dropping beside her husband. The huge woman came slowly down to them. She stopped and lifted Warren in her arms. "Come," she rumbled, and strode out of the gulch, carrying the man more easily than the girl carried the child. At the top of the gulch the girl saw the ranch house and buildings. She also saw a man leave the barn and walk swiftly toward them. He had a bucket in his hand—a bucket of milk. "Who are you?" The man stopped close to the girl. His tall, wiry body was tense, sinously alert. His pale blue eyes, almost white against the dark tan of his clean-shaven face, shifted constantly with small quick movements as though focused in turn upon every point of her face. "Answer me!" His voice was imperious, high-pitched—"What are you doin' here?" The girl caught her breath sharply. "I am Ruth Warren and this is my husband—" She indicated Warren who was now standing, supported by the giant woman. "My husband must have rest at once—a bed." "That don't mean nothin' to me—what're you doin' here?" "We—I am the sister of Harry Grey." "What!" he thrust his face within a hand's breadth of the girl's. "You lie! Grey tol' me his own sef he didn't have no folks!" Ruth took a step backward. "But I am Harry Grey's sister. He willed me his interest in this ranch. My husband and I have come here to see about it." "You—come here — to take this ranch—" His words faltered. At length, with an effort, he spoke, his voice in a softer key. "You—got—your documents?" They came among the lower footings of the mountains. No longer could their eyes follow the two parallel paths through the dead grass for any distance. Constantly, the road dipped into ravines, skirted low hills, crossed gulches and arroyos covered with coarse gray sand. The man's lips were bluish-white, his breathing rasped, short and quick. The girl plodded doggedly in the dust, red of face, sweat-grimed. The sun winked from behind a jagged peak and was gone. The man and woman stared at the mountains—dun-colored, utterly desolate. David clutched his mother tightly at the sound of her voice. "Where are we?" she moaned. "Oh, Kenneth where are we?" He shook his head, but could not afford breath for speech. The girl picked up her son and started forward desperately. At the bottom of the next arroyo—well filled with live oak trees—the wheel marks of the Indian's wagon turned to the right and disappeared up the river of sand. It was strange how they missed those fresh wheel tracks. Beyond this arroyo the road rose to descend presently into a deep gulch. The banks on either side fell sheer to the bottom of coarse, bare sand—a channel plowed by cloud-bursts in the mountains. A distance ahead—a large brown bowler thrust its bulk through the sand. The young man and the girl kept their eyes upon this rock—an oasis, a place to sit for a moment, a place to empty their shoes. The road too, bent slightly to pass the rock. They rested a moment until the deepening dusk, the awful silence forced them to their feet. They took but one step then froze to statues, terror leaped into their faces; a voice, low, intimate, whispered into their ears. "Go—back. Go—back." "Ken—!" Ruth screamed the word. The man and woman clutched each other, staring wildly. The gulch was still barren, nothing moved, not a rabbit could have been hidden. Yet the hollow whisper came again, at their very ears. "Go—back. You—must—go—back! Go—" Like wild things, the man and woman ran blindly forward. Immediately the whisper was lost, dying away on a single word. The two stopped again "We—I am the sister of Harry Grey." "What!" he thrust his face within a hand's breadth of the girl's. "You lie! Grey tol' me his own sef' he didn't have no folks!" Ruth took a step backward. "But I am Harry Grey's sister. He willed me his interest in this ranch. My husband and I have come here to see about it." "You—come here — to take this ranch—" His words faltered. At length, with an effort, he spoke, his voice in a softer key. "You—got—your documents?" "Yes, Mr. Warren has the will in his pocket. Please—can't we go up to the house? My husband and little boy must rest. We walked all the way from the mall box." "Let's see—the will." Warren was able to step forward and give Snavely the paper. The man read it slowly and completely. At last he lifted his eyes to the girl. "Why didn't your brother tell me about this?" "I'm sure I don't know." "He tol' me he didn't have no folks." The girl hesitated. "His real mother is dead and Harry and I—Harry became estranged from his father before he came West. Perhaps that was what he meant." "Huh. Maybe. You seen a lawyer about this, I reckon?" There was a perceptible pause before Ruth replied. "Yes," she said firmly, "and my lawyer has the other copy. Now please, take us to the house—can't you understand? My husband is not well." For a long moment Snavely looked at the girl. At last his eyes shifted to the glantess and he nodded slightly toward the house. Without a word the woman picked Warren from his feet and strode on. Ruth held out her hand, and Snavely, with a sharp glance into her eyes, slowly gave her back the will. He walked beside her during the time it took to cover the distance to the house—nearly two hundred yards—in complete silence. Nothing he could have done would have served better to put the girl in a more frantic state of mind. She felt that he was thinking, planning, feverishly and craftily. And as she neared the small house with its whitewashed walls and red roof of corrugated iron, Ruth Warren became more aware of another dissatisfaction. A hundred feet west of the in the ranch that he hated. "You sure have." There was a long pose," said the girl," some legal technicalities won't there? I thought until we could see a you know." Continued New Naturalization Be Aided Mrs. Alice B. Whites classes in naturalization ship at the Anaheim U opening the first week The evening class will from 7 to 9 o'clock as leader. In order to enroll at least 18 years of age certificate of arrival clerk's office in Santa Clara has been received from entry by the naturally applicant will be filed his "declaration" first paper. This may the application for seven years. The app lived in the United States in the county least two years must taking out first paper be citizens of the U.S known the applicant seen him frequently. Mrs. White anno glad to assist any regarding information House stood a huge adobe ruin. It had character, this ruin. Compared to the re-story ranch house with its almost roof, the ruin had been a palace, mutilated, forgotten, the old building frowned upon the ranch house. The girl had a queer fancy which made her shiver. It seemed to her that the rain wanted the house to come closer—very close—for just a moment. The giant woman arrived at the porch of the ranch house first. Carrying Warren to a rawhide cot she laid him soon it. Warren promptly sat up, grinning at his wife as she and Snavely arrived. Great Scott, Ruth, but I’ve certainly been carried! She’s the strongest thing I ever met in my life." The giantess opened the screen door and handed a pillow to the girl. After he had arranged her husband comfortably upon the cot, the girl left him with Snavely and took her son into the house. Snavely spoke no word to Warren. When the girl returned she gave Warren a glass of milk and some crisportillas. For the first time since returning the mill to the girl, Snavely spoke. "When did you get in?" he asked suddenly. "You mean when did we arrive in town? Only this morning. You see," continued the girl, "we wrote you about a fortnight ago—but we got here as soon as the letter—we didn’t know about your once-a-week delivery." "You seen your lawyer this morning?" "I don’t understand—what lawyer?" "There must have been a lawyer to help me with the mill when your brother NOTICE OF SALE BY TRUSTEE NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that on the 5th day of September, 1933, at ten minutes past the hour of ten o'clock A.M. of said day, at the North entrance to the Hall of Records, in the City of Santa Ana, County of Orange, State of California, the BANK OF AMERICA NATIONAL TRUST AND SAVINGS ASSOCIATION, (the successor to all the rights, powers and duties of Bank of Italy National Trust and Savings Association, a banking association, organized and existing at the time of the execution of the deed of trust hereinafter referred to) as Trustee under a certain deed of trust executed by TED SWEDENBORG and MARION SWEDENBORG, husband and wife and recorded January 31, 1930, in Book 355, page 163 of Official Records of Orange County, California, which was given to secure a promissory note for the sum of $2,000.00 with interest at the rate of eight per cent per annum, principal and interest payable in monthly installments of $23.00 each, on the first day of each and every month, beginning February 1, 1930, in accordance with the terms of said deed of trust, and in compliance with a notice of default and demand for sale of the property in the said deed of trust and hereinafter described, recorded on May 5, 1933, in Book 610, page 203, Official Records of Orange County, California, executed by the owner and holder of said note on account of the default in the payment of the installment of principal which became due and payable on February 1, 1932, and subsequent thereto, and default in the payment of the installment of principal and interest which became due and payable on December 1, 1932, and subsequent thereto, there being a total sum of $1,785.63 due and unpaid on the 17th day of April, 1933, and all payments due subsequently thereto,-will sell at public auction, for cash, lawful money of the United States, and to the highest bidder, subject to liens and encumbrances prior to said deed of trust, the following described property, situate in the City of Anaheim, County of Orange, State of California: NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL PROPERTY BY TRUSTEE UNDER DEED OF TRUST TRUST NO. 589 WHEREAS, CLIFFORD H. GRIFFITH and MARGARET E. GRIFFITH, husband and wife, by Deed of Trust, dated March 5th, 1929, recorded March 14th, 1929, in Book 252, page 417, of Official Records of Orange County, California, did grant and convey the property therein and hereinafter described, to the Orange County Title Company, as Trustee, to secure among other obligations, the payment of one promissory note dated March 5th, 1929, payable to Home Mutual Building and Loan Association of Santa Ana, or order, for the principal sum of $2500.00, with interest at the rate of 7.8 per cent per annum, principal and interest due in monthly installments of $31.25 each on the 1st day of each month beginning May 1st, 1929; and WHEREAS, default has occurred in that the installment of principal and interest due on said note on October 1st, 1932, has not been paid except that interest has been paid to September 5th, 1932; and WHEREAS, Pacific States Savings and Loan Company, owner and holder of said note heretofore demanded that said Trustee sell said property and on February 6th, 1933, duly recorded in the office of the County Recorder of said County, in Book 601, page 38 of Official Records thereof,a notice of said default and of its election to cause said property to be sold and more than three months have now elapsed since the recordation of said notice. The sum of $1894.40 principal less credit from installment share of $27.90,and interest thereon from September 5th，1932，is now due，owing and unpaid on said note and there is also secured by said Deed of Trust the Trustee's fee and expenses of sale，estimated at $208.00. NOW THEREFORE，NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that the said Orange County Title Company，by virtue of the authority vested in it as Trustee under said Deed of Trust，will sell at public auction，to the highest bidder for cash，lawful money of the United States，on For the first time since returning the will to the girl, Snavely spoke. "When did you get in?" he asked suddenly. "You mean when did we arrive in town? Only this morning. You see," continued the girl, "we wrote you about a fortnight ago—but we got here as soon as the letter—we didn't know about your once-a-week delivery." "You seen your lawyer this mornin'?" "I don't understand—what lawyer?" "There must have been a lawyer to send you the will when your brother died." "Oh. No, Harry sent us the will himself—it was some time ago; about three months after he went into this branch." "Huh." There was quite a pause. "But you just said your lawyer had a copy of it." "There are plenty of attorneys in the East," replied the girl sweetly. "I reckon." Snavely considered a corner of the whitewash wall. Sounds from within indicated that the giantess was getting supper. Snavely's eyes returned in a little jump to the girl. "Just what are you almin' to do here?" "Well, since I have this interest in the ranch, I suppose I'm in the same position that Harry was. I can't be the partner he was, but I'll try to do my share." A definite plan shown in his pale eyes. "Oh, sure. Well, now, I get you—yes, sir." Snavely seemed on the verge of becoming pleasant. "I've got the idea—you an' me is to go on jest like as if you was your brother. Is that it?" "Why, yes. I have the same interest NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL PROPERTY BY TRUSTEE UNDER DEED OF TRUST TRUST NO. 511 WHEREAS, MORGAN S. NUTTALL and LOLA B. NUTTALL, husband and wife, by Deed of Trust, dated August 31st, 1929, recorded September 11th, 1929, in Book 311, page 185 of Official Records of Orange County, California, did grant and convey the property therein and hereinafter described, to the Orange County Title Company, as Trustee, to secure, among other obligations, the payment of one promissory note dated August 31st, 1929, payable to Home Mutual Building and Loan Association of Santa Ana, or order, for the principal sum of $2500.00, with interest at the rate of 7.8 per cent per annum, principal an dinterest due in monthly installments of $31.25 each on the 1st day of each month beginning December 1st, 1929; and WHEREAS, default has occurred in that the installment of principal and interest due on said note on March 1st, 1932, has not been paid; and WHEREAS, Pacific States Savings and Loan Company, owner and holder of said note heretofore demanded that said Trustee sell said property and on December 29th, 1932, duly recorded in the installment of principal and interest which became due and payable on December 1, 1932, and subsequent thereto, there being a total sum of $1,785.63 due and unpaid on the 17th day of April, 1933, and all payments due subsequently thereto,-will sell at public auction, for cash, lawful money of the United States, and to the highest bidder, subject to liens and encumbrances prior to said deed of trust, the following described property, situate in the City of Anaheim, County of Orange, State of California: Lot Six (6) in Block "C" of "Tract No. 592, Worthmore Annex", as shown on a Map recorded in Book 19, page 3 of Miscellaneous Maps, Records of Orange County, California, -or so much thereof as shall be necessary to pay the principal, interest advances; charges, costs and trustee's fees due and unpaid at the date of said sale. Dated August 8, 1933. BANK OF AMERICA NATIONAL TRUST AND SAVINGS ASSOCIATION, By R. D. FULLER, Trust Officer, And W. DALE BELL, Assistant Trust Officer. (Successor to Bank of Italy National Trust and Savings Association, a banking association). Pub. Aug. 10-17-24-31, 1933 NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL PROPERTY BY TRUSTEE UNDER DEED OF TRUST TRUST NO. 511 WHEREAS, MORGAN S. NUTTALL and LOLA B. NUTTALL, husband and wife, by Deed of Trust, dated August 31st, 1929, recorded September 11th, 1929, in Book 311, page 185 of Official Records of Orange County, California, did grant and convey the property therein and hereinafter described, to the Orange County Title Company, as Trustee, to secure, among other obligations,the payment of one promissory note dated August 31st, 1929, payable to Home Mutual Building and Loan Association of Santa Ana, or order for the principal sum of $2500.00 with interest at the rate of 7.8 per cent per annum principal an dinterest due in monthly installments of $31.25 each on the 1st day of each month beginning December 1st, 1929; and WHEREAS, default has occurred in that the installment of principal and interest due on said note on March 1st, 1932 has not been paid; and WHEREAS,Pacific States Savings and Loan Company owner and holder of said note heretofore demanded that said Trustee sell said property and on December 29th, 1932,duly recorded in the installment of principal and interest which became due and payable on December 1, 1932,and subsequent thereto,bearing a total sum of $1,785.63 due and unpaid on the 17th day of April，1933,and all payments due subsequently thereto,-will sell at public auction for cash lawful money of the United States,and to the highest bidder for cash lawful money of the United States.on the 28th day of August，1933.at the hour of eleven o'clock A.M.,of said day.at the North entrance of the Hall of Records in the City of Santa Ana California.all of the interest conveyed to it by said Deed of Trust in and to all the following described property situated in the County of Orange.State of California.described as follows.to-wit:- Lot Seven (7) in Block "D"of "Tract No.650,"as shown on a Map recorded in Book 21,pages 14and 15 of Miscellaneous Maps records of Orange County,California. -or so much of said property as shall be necessary to be sold to provide a sum sufficient to pay the total amount secured by said Deed of Trust. Dated this 3rd day of August，1933. ORANGE COUNTY TITLE COMPANY By H.A.GARDNER. (Corporate Seal) President. By GEO.A.PARKER. Secretary. Aug.3-10-17，1933. NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL PROPERTY BY TRUSTEE UNDER DEED OF TRUST TRUST NO. 558 WHEREAS,HANS GATJENS and JOHANNA GATJENS,husband and wife.by Deed of Trust,dated November 20th，1928,payable to Home Mutual Building and Loan Association of Santa Ana.or orderfortheprincipalsumof$5000.00withinterestattherateof7.8percentperannumprincipalandinterestdueinmonthlyinstallmentsof$62.50eachonthe1stdayofeachmonthbeginningJanuary1st，1929;and WHEREAS.defaulthasoccurredinthattheinstallmentofprincipalandinterestdueonsaidnoteonMay1st，1932hasnotbeenpaidexceptthatinteresthasbeenpaidtoApril5th，1932;and WHEREAS,Pacific States Savings Snavely's face returned in a little jump to the girl. "Just what are you aiming to do here?" in the ranch that he had." "You sure have." There was a long silence. "I suppose," said the girl, "that there will be some legal technicalities or something, won't there? I thought we'd leave it until we could see about it together, you know." Continued Next Week Naturalization To Be Aided by Class Mrs. Alice B. White will conduct classes in naturalization and citizenship at the Anaheim Union high school, opening the first week in September. The evening class will meet once a week from 7 to 9 o'clock, with Mrs. Hanson as leader. In order to enroll an alien must be at least 18 years of age and apply for certificate of arrival at the county clerk's office in Santa Ana. When this has been received from the port of entry by the naturalization department, the applicant will be notified to appear and file his "declaration of intention" or first paper. This must be followed by the application for citizenship within seven years. The applicant must have lived in the United States at least five years, in the county six months and at least two years must have elapsed since taking out first papers. Witnesses must be citizens of the United States, have known the applicant five years and seen him frequently. Mrs. White announces that she is glad to assist any interested persons regarding information for the classes. NOW THEREFORE, NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that the said Orange County Title Company, by virtue of the authority vested in it as Trustee under said Deed of Trust, will sell at public auction, to the highest bidder for cash, lawful money of the United States, on the 6th day of September, 1933, at the hour of eleven o'clock A.M., of said day, at the North entrance of the Hall of Records in the City of Santa Ana, California, all of the interest conveyed to it by said Deed of Trust in and to all the following described property situated in the County of Orange, State of California, described as follows, to-wit: The South one-half (S½) of Lot Seventy-two (72) of Tract No. 625, Homewood No. 2, as shown on a Map recorded in Book 21, page 46 of Miscellaneous Maps, records of Orange County, California, or so much of said property as shall be necessary to be sold to provide a sum sufficient to pay the total amount secured by said Deed of Trust. Dated this 10th day of August, 1933. ORANGE COUNTY TITLE COMPANY By H. A. GARDNER, (Corporate Seal) President. By GEO..A. PARKER, Secretary. August 10, 17, 24, 1938 January 27th, 1933, duly recorded in the office of the County Recorder of said County, in Book 590, page 483 of Official Records thereof, a notice of said default and of its election to cause said property to be sold and more than three months have now elapsed since the recording of said notice. The sum of $3818.09 principal, less credit of $30.39 from installment share, and interest thereon from April 5th, 1932, is now due, owing and unpaid on said note and there is also secured by said Deed of Trust the Trustee's fee and expenses of sale estimated at $208.00, together with $44.60 paid and advanced by the owner of said note in accordance with the provisions of said Deed of Trust, with interest on said last mentioned sum. NOW THEREFORE, NOTICE IS HEREBY GIVEN that the said Orange County Title Company, by virtue of the authority vested in it as Trustee under said Deed of Trust, will sell at public auction, to the highest bidder for cash, lawful money of the United States, on the 28th day of August, 1933, at the hour of eleven o'clock A.M., of said day, at the North entrance of the Hall of Records in the City of Santa Ana, California, all of the interest conveyed to it by said Deed of Trust in and to all the following described property situated in the City of Anaheim, County of Orange, State of California, described as follows, to-wit: All of Lots One (1) and Two (2) in Block "B" of "Tract No. 143, Wilke Addition," as shown on a Map recorded in Book 11, Page 38 of Miscellaneous Maps, records of Orange County, California. Excepting therefrom that parcel of land described as follows: Beginning at a point on the Eastern line of said Lot Two, 4 feet North of the Southeast corner of said lot; thence Westerly parallel to the Southerly line of said lot, a distance of 27 feet 4 inches; thence Northerly parallel with the Easterly line of said Lot Two (2) and the Easterly line of said Lot One (1) to the Northerly line of said Lot One (1); thence in a Southeasterly direction along the Northerly line of said Lot One (1) to the Northeast corner of said Lot One (1); thence along the Easterly line of said Lots One (1) and Two (2) to the point of beginning. —or so much of said property as shall be necessary to be sold to provide a sum sufficient to pay the total amount secured by said Deed of Trust. Dated this 3rd day of August, 1933. ORANGE COUNTY TITLE COMPANY By H. A. GARDNER. (Corporate Seal) President. By GEO. A. PARKER, Secretary. A.B.C. 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Public Weighing Scales HERE WE ARE IN CHINA WHERE WE FIND THE CHINESE FARMER STILL GRINDING CORN IN THIS ANCIENT FASHION. WHEN THE SPANIARDS FIRST EXPLORED THE NEW WORLD THEY FOUND NO HORSES ON EITHER CONTinent THE GAME OF POLO SEEMS TO DATE BACK AS FAR AS 600 B.C. AND TO BE OF PERSIAN ORIGIN. GUESS WE HAD BETTER START FOR HOME, BOYS. MOTHER WILL PROBABLY WONDER WHERE YOUVE BEEN THIS PAST HOUR.