anaheim-gazette 1936-04-02

"Anaheim, Calif., April 2, 1936 "THE TRAIL OF THE LONESOME PINE" "You sent that check to the Tollivers?" grinned Martin. "This morning . . . Say, how do you put a nail up under there?" Thurber pointed to a spot on the unfinished shovel and Martin explained the art of toymaking with the greatest solemnity. Meanwhile the first $5,000 check had arrived at the Tolliver home. The family handled the unfamiliar letter as though it might contain dynamite, for they received mail with great rarity. Finally June opened the envelope, and, although she could not read, identified the check because of a picture of a mine which was on it. "Folks, we're richer'n cream cheese," beamed Judd. "First thing we're goin' to buy is a new dress for Melissa, with pearl buttons on it." "Oh, Judd!" cried his wife, her eyes shining. "An' the next thing we gotta get," cried June, "is hat an' shoes fer Mammy." "Wait a minute," laughed Dave. "I got some choosin' to do too. Part o'that money's mine. Know the first thing I'm gonna buy?" He stopped and looked at June teasingly. "Dave Tolliver, git some pepper in yuh—MHAT?" cried the girl. "For more than a month now—somebody's been keepin' a secret fear, he added: 'Yore shore pretty.'" "Am I?" Here was a chance to change the subject. "How pretty?" "Like a budden' saylin' without room fer a robin to sit." "That's a silly un,' she giggled. "Uh-huh. I been silly ever since the sap come up in the trees. You make me silly, June . . . You make me hungry, too, just lookin' at yuh. When we git married I'll eat you with white salad and vinegar." "It ain't green-up yit," she evaded. "Yore goin' t' have iv'ry combs in yer hair, and yore goin' t' have a big house ..." "With grass all the way down?" she whispered dreamily. "The iv'ry combs—they was my idea," Dave grinned awkwardly. Mr. Reed thought of the house. He's a drawin' me a piece o' paper. It's got a bath tub, June . . . an there's a room where you keep babies. "Go out o' here, David!" whispered June fiercely. She was not thinking of the big house. It was Martin who had given him the idea. It was Martin who . . . "Go away, please, David," she begged. "I wanta cry." "Shore," he grinned happily and ambled outside just in time to see the arrival of Buddie from the Sis, she says he's the smartest man she ever see . . . Now watch me wind 'er up ag'in. I'm goin' a-be a engineer, too, when I get big." "June said what?" Dave was all ears now. "Huh? Oh, she says that all the time—everyday, most when she takes me down to camp. I set with Corsey on the real steam-shovel, I do." "What does June do, Buddie . . while yore with Corsey?" "Oh, she goes walkin' with Uncle Marty. They don't bother me a-tall. Now watch 'er when I put some dirt in 'er." Dave's face was a thundercloud. He started toward the house, his body taut and menacing. Dave thought better of his idea to ask June what Martin Reed meant to her but he became more and more disturbed as he noticed her daily visits to the railroad camp. The girl, however, was having the time of her life be-deviling the big engineer. She hung around his cabin and asked foolish, worshipful questions until he could get no work done at all. "Listen! He exploded one day as she sat herself down on a box beside his desk, her pixie face puckered charmingly as she tried to think up some question with which to annoy him." Outside with "An' the next thing we gotta get," cried June, "is hat an' shoes fer Mammy." "Wait a minute," laughed Dave. "I got some choosin' to do too. Part o'that money's mine. Know the first thing I'm gonna buy?" He stopped and looked at June teasingly. "Dave Tolliver, git some pepper in yuh—MHAT?" cried the girl. "For more than a month now—somebody's been keepin' a secret in the closet." Dave addressed himself to Judd and Melissa although the words were meant for June. "An' I'M a-thinkin' that maybe it's a pitcher of somethin' she wants . . ." He started toward the cupboard, suddenly realizing that he must have noticed her when she hid the silver pencil which she had taken from Martin. "Oh, Dave . . . please." She dashed after him and caught his arm. "You go in there an' . . . I'll never speak to you again." "I'm only funnin'," he said at last, realizing how serious she was. Then, as with arms outstretched, she flung herself in front of the closet door, her eyes shining with It's got a bath tub, June . . . an' there's a room where you keep babies. "Go out o' here, David!" whispered June fiercely. She was not thinking of the big house. It was Martin who had given him the idea. It was Martin who . . . "Go away, please, David," she begged. "I wanta cry." "Shore," he grinned happily and ambled outside just in time to see the arrival of Buddie from the railroad camp. He was accompanied by a wandering mountain minstrel named Tater, and was lugging the completed toy steam shovel. "Well, here he is safe an' delivered," grinned Tater. "S'long." He turned back toward the railroad camp, singing as he went. "You ain't said nothin' bout my steam shovel, you ain't," Buddie cried at last in exasperation. "It works too. Uncle Marty, he showowed me how to . . ." "Uncle Marty?" asked Dave. "Uh-huh. Mr. Reed, y'know. He said . . ." Buddie set the toy down to illustrate. "When that thing gits up there, you gotta push this thing. Mr. Reed shore is smart. GREYHOUND is the answer to the call of Spring Wherever you are going—for pleasure or business—take advantage of Greyhound's frequent economical and delightful travel. See the countryside in all its spring beauty from the broad, full-visioned Greyhound windows. LOW MONEY-SAVING FARES TO ALL POINTS Daily Departures Northbound 11:21 a.m. 5:38 p.m. 9:36 p.m. 11:31 p.m. Southbound 7:18 a.m. 9:58 a.m. 12:03 p.m. 3:28 p.m. 5:58 p.m. DEPOT 217 So. Los Angeles Street Phone Anaheim 3404 NERVES Most everyone complains of their nerves, but seem to ignore them altogether in their search for health. Observe how quickly one is paralyzed when the spinal cord or her daily visits to the railroad camp. The girl, however, was having the time of her life be-deviling the big engineer. She hung around his cabin and asked foolish, worshipful questions until he could get no work done at all. "Listen!" He exploded one day as she sat herself down on a box beside his desk, her pixie face puckered charmingly as she tried to think up some question with which to annoy him. "Outside with you, Miss June Tolliver. Up the hill to your family; you've probably got plenty of work to do." "Huh-uh," she answered solemnly. "Well, I have." He waved at the littered desk. "Good. Then we can talk." She slashed her hands in her lap. "About what?" he almost shouted. "About you." "Woman, you're a nut," he sighed with a shrug. "Good! I like that," she giggied. "Bein' a woman, I mean. Up till now you bee a-sayin' I was a girl." "Get this." Martin rose and faced her severely. "You're not a woman; you're not a girl. You're a child." He held his hand two feet from the floor. "No bigger than that." "This is very interestin'," she teased. "Cut the clowning!" he snapped, suddenly serious. "Listen, June, you're making a sad mistake. Pretty soon you'll be married to Dave... and what have you done about it? Why don't you go to school instead of hanging around here. Can't you realize what the future holds for you and your family. You're impossible!" "I an't impossible!" Her eyes flashed dangerously. "I'm not trying to hurt your feelings," he continued in a milder tone. "I think you're a swell girl but if you were ever in a city once—just once—you'd understand what I mean. I'm talking for your good and Dave's. Yes, and your "NERVES" Most everyone complains of their nerves, but seem to ignore them altogether in their search for health. Observe how quickly one is paralyzed when the spinal cord or a nerve is severed. Imagine how quickly a part of the body will slow down in its action when pressure is exerted upon a nerve and you will learn the great necessity for having that pressure removed. Cross your legs and observe how the pressure exerted upon the great sciatic nerve will put your foot to sleep. Now imagine what would happen if that was the nerve leading to your stomach and you will understand what would happen to that organ. While on that subject let us say that pressure upon the nerves leading to the stomach, intestines and kidneys is of common occurrence, thus thousands of people suffer of distress in those organs without learning the true cause. THE PINTLERS PROVE "IT'S YOUR NERVES" You are aware of the fact that every organ and part of your body is supplied with nerves. Pressure upon a nerve reduces its carrying capacity and is followed by some form of disease. The only point where pressure upon a nerve to a degree sufficient to cause deranged functioning or disease can occur, is at the little openings between the vertebrae through which the nerves pass from the spinal cord. Scientific PALMER Chiropractic Adjustments will remove the pressure, thus allowing Nature to repair your body. IF YOU ARE NOT FEELING JUST RIGHT, CLIP THE FREE X-RAY COUPON AND USE IT. IT'S AN ACTUAL SAVING OF $15.00. THE PINTLERS Palmer X-Ray Chiropractors 108 East Broadway Telephone 3413 ANAHEIM FREE X-RAY REPORT COUPON This coupon entitles bearer to a SPINAL X-RAY Photographic Report, showing the exact cause of your sickness — FREE OF CHARGE. Getting this free X-Ray Photograph Report does not obligate you in any way to take any adjustments. ABSOLUTELY NO "STRINGS" TO THIS OFFER. IT MEANS EXACTLY WHAT IT SAYS. THE PINTLERS, CHIROPRACTORS 108 East Broadway Telephone 3413 ANAHEIM Second Practice of Valencias Is Set For Tomorrow Night at Park The second spring workout of the Anaheim Valencies will be held tomorrow night at the Anaheim city park. Manager "Eenie" Wilcox is expecting more of the veterans to show up than turned out for the initial practice last Tuesday. While the new leader of the Valencia forces has an outstanding nucleus of veterans from which to build his team, Wilcox has intimated he is not completely satisfied and is looking for promising young talent to back up the veterans. Business Manager W. E. "Billy" Feistner is expected to announce his practice game schedule within the next few days. Feistner and Wilcox plan to play as many non-league games at home as possible, giving Anaheim fans a better chance to get acquainted with some of the new players brought here from Long Beach when Feistner and the Anaheim commission joined forces. Wilcox has few worries about his mound staff and none at all concerning his catching department. "String" McDonnell one of the aces of the National league submariners for many years, is still in good form and will probably carry the heavy part of the load this summer. Wilbur Stinchfield, who experienced his best season in several years with Long father and mother too. I'll take what you told me yesterday: None of you could read that check. But from now on Dave and your father will be getting letters repeatedly. Don't you see? Beach last summer, will be the number two hurler. Wilcox himself will probably take care of most of the catching. Francis Lemon, the real veteran of the Anaheim team, has indicated his desire to change this year, but no official action has been taken. The infield, at present, figures to have Mal Higgins at first, Terry Griffith at second, Charley Comstock at short and Cliff Edmunds at third. Leavitt Daley, Fred Wiseman and Jean Arroues hold the edge for the outfield berths. don't let nobody take our women." He turned to the fireplace and pulled down his rifle. "Where you a-goin'?" asked Judd, although he knew well enough. "Huntin'" was the bitter response. Meantime June had waited beside the road to Gaptown until Martin passed by in his wagon, and he had, of course, picked her up, although he was much surprised at the way she had suddenly fallen in with his suggestion. "Now see here," he expostulated. "I meant what I said to you about getting an education... sincerely meant it. But you're up" The American Dem. class tense with excitement, the teacher has just passed out tests, the students and with an eye watches the small clock on desk as it slowly ticks out long minutes. A buzzer once—the teacher bites his—the students count one. bell rings again—the teacher shivers nervously—the student count two—then three, all way up to seven each num- representing one buzz of the located in their room—then class is silent as the grave, teacher leans forward anxiously the students hopefully. The one more bell rings—"senior pictures," shout the pupils das- wildly out onto the girl's ath- field. The tests remain unfinished on the desks, the teacher st- blankly at the unsympathetic — "There is still the river—" That might easily have been set-up yesterday as the ringing a certain number of bells de- ed the time of photographing various groups of students for Annual. But there is a yet- der story lurking behind the sinister bells. Pity the poor- low who rang them. Cliff Iitzke tendered his services for position of Colonist bell ringer and buzzed the buzzers to heart's content — two hum- buzzes in all. He was heart- complain yesterday afternoon a sprained thumb— father and mother too. I'll take what you told me yesterday: None of you could read that check. But from now on Dave and your father will be getting letters repeatedly. Don't you see? "I ain't goin' to no town to school," her tone was sullen. As she spoke the telephone rang. "Hello—hello!" answered Martin. "Reed talking, operator... Lewis? What's on your mind, partner? What? ... You're talking silly! I can't be away from this job for a month... Yeh... Yeh... But... Did you tell Overton... Yes, I suppose so... Okay. I'll leave in an hour." He slammed down the receiver. "Well, June, it looks like..." he began. But the girl, suddenly realizing that her hero was planning to leave the Ridge, had fled. Martin watched her dashing wildly down the path toward home and shook his head in puzzlement. Arriving at her log cabin, June immediately started her campaign to be allowed to go to school in the valley. "The mount'ins is good enough for us," Judd objected angrily. "They're good enough fer you too. You ain't goin' to no town. The idea. Gettin' close to marryin' time an' wantin' to go to school. If you say another word I'll get my razor strop and fix you proper." "You kin use it tell the blood comes, but I won't change my mind," cried the girl. "You an' your mount'ins ain't goin' to make no dried-up cornstalk out o' me. I... I'm goin' to think. I'm goin' a-be smart and help David when all them checks come trapsin' in. I'm not goin' to be jus' a cull, like mammy." "June!" thundered her father, jumping to his feet. "She knows what I'm drivin' at." June turned to her mother and kissed her tenderly. "She jus' stayed here and got old and dried up." "I was born old," sighed Melissa pathetically. "Listen, June child." Judd was considerably chastened. "I ain't no mean father. If Dave says it's still in good form and will probably carry the heavy part of the load this sumer. Wilbur Stinchfield, who experienced his best season in several years with Long" "Huntin'" was the bitter response. Meantime June had waited beside the road to Gaptown until Martin passed by in his wagon, and he had, of course, picked her up, although he was much surprised at the way she had suddenly fallen in with his suggestion. "Now see here," he expostulated. "I meant what I said to you about getting an education... sincerely meant it. But you're up to something phoney—people don't just get an idea and then go." "You ever stand under a fallin' tree or watch a pole-cat back up?" she inquired meekly. "That's not funny. What did your father say about it? And Dave?" "They was most agreeable... specially Dave. He said, when the checks start a-comin' in..." "I said that." "All right—I'll walk." June started to jump from the wagon but Martin pulled her into the seat. A faint smile of triumph crossed her face as she settled back primly and rode on in silence. Dave arrived at the railroad camp and questioned Thurber but the latter swore that June had not left camp with Martin. Convinced that the Engishman was lying, Dave started out of the tent en route for Gaptown. But at the door he met Wade Falin, who had seen his enemy enter the camp and had come "a-gunnin'" for him. (To be Continued) EASTER MERITS Fine Drv Cleaning Phone 2405 ACME CLEANERS 920 N. Los Angeles Street NURSING BOTTLES Full eight-ounce, narrow neck, graduated. GUARANTY ALARM Clock PINT BOTTLE Cleaners' Benzine Will not leave rings or spikes. A very strong cleaner but will not ruin delicate fabrics. ONE POUND MOTH BALLS PURE—TWO OUNCES GLYCERINE PURE—TWO OUNCES CASTOR OIL POUND—POWDERED BORIC ACID JOAN—EIGHT OUNCES HAIR OIL "June!" thundered her father, jumping to his feet. 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Then as more bell rings—"senior picture" shout the pupils dashing out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day out onto the girl's athletic day. graphing of that club. Said the witty George, "Oh, a hold-up, eh?" Clever, isn't he? We don't deny the bees the right to swarm or anything, but why do they have to pick the athletic field on picture day to do their swarming? Although no casualties were reported as a result of their stunt flying at close proximity to the Colonist student body, it is rumored that the G. A. A. was slightly disturbed by their maneuvers. 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