anaheim-gazette 1935-02-14

Anaheim, Calif., Feb. 14, 1935 SLUMBERING GOLD by Aubrey Boyd FIRST INSTALLMENT Fog veiled the timbers of Yesler's Wharf that July morning in a ghostly sparkle, which quivered to the roar of trucks and freshly shod hooves and to the skirling invisible flight of gulls around a phantom ship. The spectre alongside was the ghost of a ship once dead. On the hood of one of her wheels, as it wavered above the stringpiece, the faded letters "George E. Starr, Seattle," trickled through an ancient glaze of rust and soot. They identified all that was mortal of a condemned side-wheel ferry-boat, which had been dragged from the boneyard to make a first, and in a way a posthumous voyage beyond the Sound. But to the men on the wharf, this derelict was an argosy. Her musty reek of creosote, bilge and old ropes was the aroma of romance. The brawl of the trucks that loaded her was a song of gold. And there was, in fact, a weaving lilt of music in the roar. It came from a quieter eddy in the fog where a man was playing an accordion, as he leaned against an upturned bale of hay near the ship's side. Ignored by the crowd and ignoring them, he poured into the din a lazing medley that dissolved there as vaguely as the mist—so skillfully pitched that its source was hardly noticeable. His frayed corduroy clothes, the barked leather of his riding boots, his lean, rangy figure and sun-browned skin, did not distinguish him in that weathered company. Clearer light might have defined a certain wary challenge in his good-humored gray eyes, into a Nevada mining camp at night, trailing a man whom he seemed to have mistaken for some enemy. The mistake had caused a blazing gun battle in the dark street, from which he escaped. Not long afterwards the buckskin appeared on the Deer's Lodge trail in Montana, where its rider had stopped a stage to search the passengers. Strange to say, no money had been taken, but an express messenger, trying to catch him off guard, had been shot. Dodging a posse of marshals and heading west, he had earned the sobriquet of "Solo" in a camp on the Montana border, having halted there long enough to show a gifted group of Solo players some unexpected phases of that game. When the posse rode in, an hour behind him, the gamblers he had entertained were sketchy in their description. As he had changed horses the marshals had little to guide them, but they suspected him of being a wide-ranging gambler and outlaw known of in the Northwest as "Buck Tracy." His trail, lost at Clark's Fork, had been picked up again crossing the Coeur D'Alenes through Idaho, and the interest excited by the long and desperate chase began to close a net around him. The boy bought a paper and read the news bulletin. "They've got him cornered in the Okanagan country," he said to the man with the accordion. "He won't escape now." "Kind of hope he don't," asked the other, without looking up from his playing. "I hope he gets the full penalty of the law," was the boy's uncompromising answer. "He deserves it." "What kind of with mild interest," "We figure they you kin play Sol you want to set it," "A faint reserve Speed, in the p discourse." "What posin' your gifted cold air without vest." "Stim'lated a hear from Utah," "we se and stawrts the p Bill. Gent allows On the point r Maitland in an un ten dollars, Bud." Ten dollars happily boy's cash, and th called Speed had neither outfit nor incredible. But th so candidly that ad tation he shook a limp purse. With a curious ling it, the West figure these short me? "I was only thin" "that gambling is" His companion wasn't a natural-you wouldn't be o us lose." The sweet sing against an upturned bale of hay near the ship's side. Ignored by the crowd and ignoring them, he poured into the din a lazing medley that dissolved there as vaguely as the mist—so skillfully pitched that its source was hardly noticeable. His frayed corduroy clothes, the barked leather of his riding boots, his lean, rangy figure and sun-browned skin, did not distinguish him in that weathered company. Clearer light might have defined a certain wary challenge in his good-humored gray eyes, or have drawn attention to an odd scar that cut the corner of his mouth, accenting his look of high temper and daring. Gun scars were not a special matter for comment in this crowd. Unlike the varied mob that followed them later, the men who blazed the Yukon trails in the early fall of '97, were almost all hard-living men of the open; miners, cattlemen, railroaders and lumberjacks from the Northwest and Southwest; men who knew little of the sea, but every hazard of mountain and desert. Not far from him, however, stood a younger man, solitary like himself, whose serious eyes traced the fog maze curiously, and seemed to find less novelty in the ship than in his fellow voyagers. Some dunnage bags, tied in sailor fashion, lay on the wharf at the feet of the young observer. A faded reefer jacket fitted his broad shoulders with the snug effect that sailors call "sea-going," and the same stamp of the sea showed in his salt-stiffened boots, his firm poise, and that unconscious gallantry of bearing which lends grace to old clothes. As the fog did not hide the two men from each other's view it had the effect of bringing them nearer, while sharpening the contrast between them. They were strongly built in different ways; as oak and steel are different. The younger man looked sturdier; the man with the accordion concealed under his idle posture the quick resilience of tempered metal. Both were sun-tanned—if the ruddy brown of sea-sun can be compared to the dry bronze of the desert and the range. The boy's hair was dark and curly; the other's of a sun-rusted color, and cut close, like a tropper's. Both had steady eyes, but where the boy's blue eyes reflected a sober discipline and the positive clarity of youth, the others' held a shade of half-mocking tolerance, as if he took the world as he found it, and had found it mixed. Some sense of this, perhaps, drew the musician's eyes for a curious instant on his listener. Looking away again into the velled shimmer beyond chase began to close a net around him. The boy bought a paper and read the news bulletin. "They've got him corroded in the Okanagan country," he said to the man with the accordion. "He won't escape now." "Kind of hope he don't," asked the other, without looking up from his playing. "I hope he gets the full penalty of the law," was the boy's uncompromising answer. "He deserves it." The Westerner glanced at him quaintly. "Full penalty of the law, Bud, would leave ye kind of short of lawyers, if you rammed it home. Not that this maverick is worth a cuss. But neither is the outfit that's doggin' him, and neither was the express rider he downed. I ain't so dead set on seein' him hanged. Hope he dies shootin'." The fog had lightened a little, and a gangplank now lumbered down from the steamer's boat deck. As the boy was assembling his dunnage bags, he found himself under the scrutiny of an official-looking person who had appeared abruptly out of the mist, and stood framed in it, a few yards away. The officers eyes grew less sharp on meeting his, and turned in a more casual way on his companion, who had closed the accordion case and was leaning over to fasten it. "You two together?" The boy nodded. It seemed unnecessary to explain that he and the accordion player were only chance acquaintances. Some official for the shipping company, he thought was making a check-up of passengers. With another glance at the man with the accordion, the officer passed on. The Westerner threw a roll of blankets over his arm, put his accordian under it, and lifting one of the boy's packs with his free hand, wedged through the crowd that was swarming up the gangway. They found the cabin and covered parts of the deck already claimed, but there was a sheltered space under a lifeboat aft of the main cabin, where they boy stowed his burden. Noticing that his companion still kept the blankets on his shoulder, he pushed his stuff aside to make more room. The other considered him soberly. "You listen to me like a good gun. Bud, in spite of them stern ideas about the law," he said. "Ever hit a boggy crossin' I'll stand by ye. My name's Speed Malone." And he held out his hand. "Mine's Ed Maitland," the boy answered, somewhat puzzled at his correctness. With a curious ing it, the Westerner these short me? "I was only thing that gambling is with my daily routine set a quarter point hankerin's for ruin." "Quarter suits most easily, and made a which they pass gravity. On the trick, however, they more exact. Continued Expects W Parker B Be Res Ruling of Sup Basis for B To Get Belief that constru dam unit of the Col will be resumed in pressed Monday l Whitsett of the district. Resumption of P tion is expected t cept of news that Supreme Court iss injunction order re of Arizona from l building of the da tory. The case has be March 4, at which stood, a final det made by the court. Work on the da halted a number o Governor Moeur, o martial law and se guardsmen to Park construction by for Pending settlement courts, Secretary o L. Ickes ordered was dark and curly; the other's of a sun-rusted color, and cut close, like a tropper's. Both had steady eyes, but where the boy's blue eyes reflected a sober discipline and the positive clarity of youth, the others' held a shade of half-mocking tolerance, as if he took the world as he found it, and had found it mixed. Some sense of this, perhaps, drew the musician's eyes for a curious instant on his listener. Looking away again into the veiled shimmer beyond the wharf, he began playing the tune of an old sea ballad: "In eighteen hundred and seventy-six I found myself in a hell of a fix . . ." At a quick light of recognition in the boy's face, he masked a gleam of amused interest. "Is that a Boston song?" he asked. The boy smiled. "My people used to sail ships out of Boston. I've heard the song since I was a nipper." "Figured it was a line shot you come from that coast," said the accordion player. "I'd take you to be from the Northwest," he ventured, uncertainly. "Your eye's good, Bud," replied the musician with a twinkle, as he improvised a series of chords. "But I been up and down a few. Ever here this . . . ?" and he began, after a deep intake of the accordion, the chesty ballad of Jack Donahue the Highwayman. Then it drifted into music unfamiliar to him: half-barbaric and half-devotional melodies of the Western ranges, such as "Bill Roy" and "Montana Kid." In the midst of this repertory the piping cry of a newsboy who came down the wharf shouting: "Extry! ! Buck Solo Makes His Last Stand! ! Posse Surrounds Bandit in Mountain Pass! ! Extra!" The accordion player lifted his head but did not pause in his playing, though the newsys's cry echoed a story which had been as keenly argued in the West that month as the Corbett-Fitzimmons fight. An unidentified gunman on a buckskin horse had ridden Noticing that his companion still kept the blankets on his shoulder, he pushed his stuff aside to make more room. The other considered him soberly. "You listen to me like a good gun. Bud, in spite of them stern ideas about the law," he said. "Ever hit a boggy crossin' I'll stand by ye. My name's Speed Malone." And he held out his hand. "Mine's Ed Maitland," the boy answered, somewhat puzzled at his earnestness. Dropping his light pick in the cleared space, the man rolled a cigarette, and while crimping the edge of the paper, took a roving look along the deck. Then he made a back-rest of the blankets, and stretched himself comfortably, relaxing as from a long physical strain while he smoked and watched the crowd through half-closed eyes—still somehow as observant as ever of each approach. A deep shudder ran through the ship, as the gates rattled shut. Hawsers, thrown from the bitts, splashed into the gloomy chasm between ship and whart, and the side-wheeler cast off in a ponderous churning of white water, dropping a veil between herself and the pier with a swiftness that owed less to her pick-up than to the opaqueness of the fog. As if the uncertainties of the venture were not high enough, she was no sooner in the channel than the click of dice, chips and coins began to rattle a careless measure above the voices of the mist. Embarked for the realms of gold, the miners were "shooting" their money with an easy mind. The Westerner shifted his attention from the rotted stay lines of the life-boat, and sat up to roll a fresh cigarette. Maitland noticed that two men, a little to their right, had turned a tarpaulined hale into a card table. One of them looked his way, with an invitation to join the game. When he declined, the man called over to Speed, "Play a hand of cawds, neighbor?" Those oddly broadened vowels were as clear as a state boundary, Utah. ANAHEIM GAZETTE Learn These Rules and Protect Self In Case of Mishap Brief Summary of State Law Requirements Given For Persons in Accidents As a protection to motorists in case they become involved in accidents and subsequent lawsuits, the legal department of the Automobile Club of Southern California has listed various important rules to observe at the scene of a mishap. This brief summary of state laws follows: 1. Always stop at the scene of the accident. In case of property damage only, failure to stop is a misdemeanor and punishable by a maximum of one year in the county jail or fine of $500, or both; but in case of serious injury failure to stop is a felony, punishable by a maximum term of five years in state prison or fine of $500, or both. 2. Exchange information with other driver involved such as name, address and car registration number and show operator's license. 3. In case of personal injury to someone, render reasonable assistance, or upon request of injured person transport him to a hospital or a physician. It is generally better to call for a doctor or ambulance in case of serious injury. 4. The driver of any vehicle which collides with a parked or unattended car must try to locate the owner in order to give him his name and address. If the owner is not located, the driver should leave his name and address together with a report on how the accident occurred in some conspicuous place in or on the car. A similar report must be forwarded within 24 hours. NOTICE OF SALE OF REAL PROPERTY BY TRUSTEE UNDER DEED OF TRUST TRUST NO. 866 WHEREAS, JESSIE EMA FILES, a single woman, CARRIE B. FILES, a single woman, by Deed of Trust, dated September 2nd, 1930, recorded September 8th, 1930 in Book 411, page 446 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 September 2nd, 1930 payable to HOME MUTUAL BUILDING AND LOAN ASSOCIATION, or order, for the principal sum of $3000.00, with interest at the rate of 7.8% per annum, principal and interest due in monthly installments of $45.00 each on the 1st day of each month beginning October 1st, 1930 and modified by written agreement; and WHEREAS, default has occurred in that installment of principal and interest due on said note on December 5th, 1933 has not been paid; and WHEREAS, PACIFIC STATES SAVINGS AND LOAN COMPANY, then owner and holder of said note heretofore demanded that said Trustee sell said property and on July 9th, 1934 duly recorded in the office of the County Recorder of said County, in Book 689, page 134 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 $2142.33 principal less $8.00 credit from installment share, and interest thereon from November 5th, 1933, 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. Expects Work On Parker Dam Will Be Resumed Soon Ruling of Supreme Court is Basis for Believing Dam To Get Impetus Belief that construction of the Parker dam unit of the Colorado river aqueduct will be resumed immediately was expressed Monday by Chairman W. P. Whitsett of the metropolitan water district. Resumption of Parker dam construction is expected to follow official receipt of news that the United States Supreme Court issued an interlocutory injunction order restraining the State of Arizona from interfering with the building of the dam on Arizona territory. The case has been set for hearing March 4, at which time, it is understood, a final determination will be made by the court. Work on the dam was temporarily halted a number of weeks ago when Governor Moeur, of Arizona, declared martial law and sent Arizona National guardsmen to Parker dam site to stop construction by force of arms. Pending settlement of the issue in the courts, Secretary of the Interior Harold L. Ickes ordered construction work halted and troops withdrawn by clan. It is generally better to call for a doctor or ambulance in case of serious injury. 4. The driver of any vehicle which collides with a parked or unattended car must try to locate the owner in order to give him his name and address. If the owner is not located, the driver should leave his name and address together with a report on how the accident occurred in some conspicuous place in or on the car. A similar report must be forwarded within 24 hours to the police department if the accident happened in a city, or to the sheriff if within unincorporated territory. The only other time a report must be made is in accidents involving death or personal injury. An account of the accident must then be forwarded within 24 hours to either the department of motor vehicles or local headquarters of the California highway patrol. If the accident occurs in a city the report must be made to the police department, which will forward it to the department of motor vehicles. If the driver is physically unable to make a report, any other occupant of the car must do so. This report is for the confidential use of the department of motor vehicles and cannot be used as evidence or for any other purpose in any trial, civil or criminal, arising out of the accident. Motorists involved in accidents are urged by the auto club to get the names of witnesses, note the approximate length of skid marks made by either car, or any other physical evidence tending to establish the cause for their own protection. Announce Subject For Lesson-Sermon "Set your heart and your soul to seek the Lord your God." This command from I Chronicles is the Golden Text in the Lesson-Sermon on "Soul" on Sunday in all Churches of Christ, Scientist, branches of The Mother Church, The First Church of Christ, Scientist, in Boston, Mass. The Lesson-Sermon includes this verse from Proverbs, "He that handleth a matter wisely shall find good; and whose trusteth in the Lord, happy is he." These verses from the Psalms are included also: "Preserve me, O God; for in tree do I put my trust.... Thou wilt shew me the path of life; in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. . . . Happy is he that hath the Gold of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God." "I HAVEN'T HAD A COLD IN FIVE YEARS" In the old days I used to dread the coming of Winter. I was always fighting cold—feeling about half alive—trying to work with my body aching and every nerve on edge. Then a friend told me about McCoy's Cod Liver Oil Tablets with their marvelous vitamins A and D. I started to take them five years ago and I haven't had a cold since that time. McCoy's tablets put new life in folks; build up resistance so anyone can laugh at cold germs. They make weak, skinny people strong, steady-nerved and vigorous. They're wonderful!" The case has been set for hearing March 4, at which time, it is understood, a final determination will be made by the court. Work on the dam was temporarily halted a number of weeks ago when Governor Moeur, of Arizona, declared martial law and sent Arizona National guardsmen to Parker dam site to stop construction by force of arms. Pending settlement of the issue in the courts, Secretary of the Interior Harold L. Ickes ordered construction work halted, and troops were withdrawn by Governor Moeur. Secretary Ickes had jurisdiction over the dam since it is a federal structure, being built by the U.S. reclamation bureau with funds furnished by the metropolitan water district. "Action of the Supreme Court opens the way for construction work on Parker dam to go forward without delay," Chairman Witsett said in commenting upon the news from Washington. "Taken as a whole, work along the 250-mile front of the Colorado river aqueduct is progressing with amazing speed. It is gratifying to know that the court has cleared the way for this additional construction activity, so vital to the needs of our people." Reports Car Stolen And Then Finds It Melvin Smith was disagreeably astonished to find somebody had stolen his car parked on South Los Angeles street last Saturday. He hurried to the police station and reported the loss. Then he went back to the site where the car was, walked around a bit, and found it less than a block away, parked in an alley near Lemon street south of Center. REPORTS WIND WINGS STOLEN Wind wings and a mirror were stolen from his automobile Friday night when it was parked near the high school, Wesley Weaver, Anaheim, Rt. No. 1, reported to police... The Lesson-Sermon includes this verse from Proverbs, "He that handleth a matter wisely shall find good; and whoso trusteth in the Lord, happy is he." These verses from the Psalms are included also: "Preserve me, O God; for in thee do I put my trust. . . Thou wilt shew me the path of life; in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. . . Happy is he that hath the Gold of Jacob for his help, whose hope is in the Lord his God." Among the correlative passages from the Christian Science textbook, "Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures," by Mary Baker Eddy, are the statements: "Soul has infinite resources with which to bless mankind, and happiness would be more secure in our keeping, if sought in Soul. Higher enjoyments alone can satisfy the cravings of immortal man." WAKE UP YOUR LIVER BILE—WITHOUT CALOMEL And You'll Jump Out of Bed in the Morning Rarin' to Go If you feel sour and sunk and the world looks punk, don't swallow a lot of salts, mineral water, dilative candy or chewing gum and expect them to make you suddenly sweet and buoyant and full of sunshine. For they can't do it. They only move the bowels and a men movement doesn't get at the cause. The reason for your down-and-out feeling is your liver. It should pour out two pounds of liquid bile into your bowels daily. If this bile is not flowing freely, your food doesn't digest. It just decays in the bowels. Gas bloats up your stomach. You have a thick, bad taste and your breath is foul, skin often breaks out in blemishes. Your headaches and you feel down and out. Your whole system is poisoned. It takes those good, old CARTER'S LITTLE LIVER PILLS to get these two pounds of bile flowing freely and make you feel "up and up." They contain wonderful, harmless, gentle vegetable extracts, amazing when it comes to making the bile flow freely. But don't ask for liver pills. Ask for Carter's Little Liver Pills. Look for the name Carter's Little Liver Pills on the red label. Resent a substitute. 25cat drug stores. ©1931 C.M.Co. Avocado Growers Hold Institute at La Habra March 8 All Interested Persons Are Invited to Attend Series of Meetings Avocado growers of Orange and Los Angeles counties are planning their sixth annual institute, which will be held at La Habra on March 8. Attendance is open to all who are interested in growing or marketing the avocado crop. Ray F. Frantz of La Habra, chairman of the Orange county avocado department, will preside at the morning session of the institute, and A. W. Christie, holding a similar position in Los Angeles county will have charge of the afternoon session. The sessions will be held at the Washington grammar school on Central avenue. The subjects for discussion that day include pruning and training trees, climatic influence, production costs, pest control, discas management, observations in Florida, and other topics of timely interest. E. R. Berry, Superintendent of the La Habra schools, has offered every facility of the school to make the institute a success. The local committee on arrangements is expecting an attendance of some 500 growers. Policemen Frighten Burglars From Store Policemen making their routine rounds Saturday night evidently frightened burglars who attempted to gain entrance into Pete Wisser's Sport Shop 169 West Center street. Policemen found the rear door knob pried off and two iron implements nearby. The door had been battered, but nothing within the store had been molested. Instant Blade Change The Schick INJECTOR Razor gives you a new convenience in shaving. The Injector (shown above) which contains 20 blades is always ready to insert a new blade when needed. 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