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Show BEAR RIVER VALLEY LEADER, THURSDAY, JUNE 20, 1929 ! left San Francisco blanketed la gray fog and besomed by a roaring wind; when I opened my eyes I was in a land of spacious sky and broad, clean sunshine, It seemed like a land of promise, of song and sunshine, and silent and apart I sat to admire and 0 9 1 By BETTY BARCLAY to enjoy. -Looks pretty swell, don't I will call hi in the Prodigal He was about my own nj;e, thin, but und healthy. Uis eyes twinkled with a huraorsome light, but his face was shrewd, alert and aggressive. "Yes," 1 said soberly, for 1 have always been backward with strangers. Pretty good line. The banana belt Eternal 6uninier. Ever been here before?" WEIGHT INCREASING RECIPES Gone are the days when it was shameful to weigh much over a hundred pounds. Curves are back, and with them come the privilege of eating the tasty dishes we were forced to abolish several years ago when became a fad. Here are three recipes that one may try out now, without fear because their will induce one to ask for a second helping which in the formless days just past, was almost a mortal sin: ORANGE CUSTARD SOUFFLE (I large serving) came, even 2 teaspoons butter son of 1 tablespoon flour M cup milk ttf sun-brown- ed 5H Northland Romance Robert 5s by WServiSSi ILLUSTRATIOMS IrwinYwirs WNU Service Probably never again will the world witness ao event more romantic, more filled wth the epirlt of adventure, than the great Klondike gold rush. In point of numbers and the facing of unknown perils it must have equalled perhaps eclipsed t he famous rush to California in '49. After iiminv ""I that famous excitement and the succeeding one of the Black Hills it was that the fitting Nineteenth century should close with Robert V. Service the strangest and most elitterine eDlc of all the trek to the frozen valley of the Yukon. The argonauts, men and women, represented every class and occupation a cross section of society and naturally there were artists of every painters of pictures and writers of prose and poetry. Among the latter none was more gifted or has rendered a more vivid transcription than Robert W. Service. Perhaps the poetic gift was in him before he encountered the spell of the Northland. At any rate it was not developed; and it is a fact, as he has testified, that it was the magic of the country and the thrill of the things he witnessed that aroused him to poetic expression. After.celebrating the epic of '98 In many wonderful poems, Mr. Service now essays to present Its tremendous drama and beautifully romantic qualities in prose. The poetic thought is still visible even though the meter has In considering the been discarded. motif of the story the opening lines of one of his famous verses come to mind: "This is the law ofthe Yukon, nd ever she makes it plain: Send not your foolish and feeble; send me your strong and vour sane." It is a story which pictures the strong and the d in triumph; the weak and defeat. In particular, jtheIs fearsome in one strong man giving jit hisa story toof iof best protect a weak woman. steel-nerve- J was pale and quiet, but I could see he was vastly moved. "Athol," said he, i'lf ever yon need me just send for me. I'll come, no matter how long or how hard the way." I can see them to this day standing there In the drenching rain, Garry fine and manly, mother small and drooping. "Good-bye- , laddie, good-bye.- " I forced myself away, and stumbled on board. When I looked back again they were gone, but through the gray shadows there seemed to come back to me a cry of heartache and Irremediable loss. It was on a day of early autumn when I stood knee-deeIn the heather of Glengyle, and looked wistfully over the gray sea. Twas but a month later when, homeless and friendless, I stood on the beach by the Cliff house of San Francisco, and gazed over the fretful waters of another ocean. Such Is the romance of destiny. Consigned, so to speak, to my cou sin, the sheepraiser of the Saskatehe- wan, I found myself setting foot on tne strange land with but little heart for my new vocation. My mind, cram-fu- l of book notions, craved for the larger life. I was valiantly mad for adventure; to fare forth haphazardly; to come upon naked danger; to feel the bludgeonings of mischance; to tramp, to starve, to sleep under the a stars. It was the callow perpetuated In the man, and it was to lead me a sorry dance. But I could -- p j i "No." "Neither have if it's to do the toil L Glad I horny-bande- d stunt" "Where are we going, have you any idea?" I asked. "Search me," he said. "One tnlng you can bank on, they'll work the Judas out of us. The gentle grafter nestles in our midst. This here's a cinch game and we are the fall guys. He talked on with a wonderful vivid manner and an outpouring knowledge of life, so that I was hugely Interested. Yet ever und anon an allusion of taste would betray him, and at no time did I fall to see that his roughness was only a veneer. As It turned out he was better educated by far than I, a Yale boy taking a postgraduate course In the University of Hard Luck. My reserve once thawed, I told him much of my simple life, lie listened, intently sympathetic. "Say," said he earnestly when I bad You're green, If you'll exfinished. cuse me saying it, and maybe I can help you some. Likewise you're the only one In all the gang of hoboes that's my kind. Let's be partners." I felt drawn to him and agreed. CHAPTER II On either side of us were swift hills mottled with green and gold, ahead a curdle of snow-cappemountains, blue. The above a sky of robin's-egmorning was lyric and set our hearts piping as we climbed the canyon. About midday we reached the end. Gangs of men were everywhere, ripping and tearing at the mountainside. not overbear it. The notion of the South Seas was Everywhere was the feverish activity ever In my head. I loafed In the sun- of a construction camp. We sat that night by the crackling with shine, sitting on the pier-edglive-oa- k eyes fixed on the lazy shipping. These blaze of mesquite, sagebrush and he told me many a and limbs, were care-freirresponsible days, and not, I am convinced, entirely mis- strange story of his roving life. "You know, the old man's all broke spent I came to know the worthies of the wharf side, and plunged Into up at roe playing the fool like this. an underworld of fascinating repel-lenc- He's got a glue factory back la MassaI rubbed shoulders with eager chusetts. Guess he Btacks up about necessity, scrambled for free lunches a million or eo. Wanted me to go In frowsy barrooms, and amid the Into the glue factory, begin at the scum and debris of the waterside bottom, stay with it But not little found much food for sober thought Willie, Life's too Interesting a propYet at times I blamed myself for thus osition to be turned down like that misusing my days, and memories of I'm not repentant I know the fatted and mother and Garry calf s waiting for me, getting fatter Glengyle loomed up with reproachful vividness. every day. One of these days I'll go back and sample It" 1 was, too, a seeker of curious exIt was he I first heard talk of the was to and this my prove perience, Great White Land, and it stirred me comOne foggy midnight, undoing. of strangely. street with Pacific its glut ing up "Every one's crazy about It. They're saloons, I was clouted shrewdly from behind and dropped most neatly in rushing now In thousands, to get there the gutter. When 1 came to, very before the winter begins. Next spring sick and dizzy in a side alley, I found there will be the biggest stampede I had been robbed of my pocketbook the world has ever seen. Say, Scot-tI've the greatest notion to try it with nearly all my money therein. Fortunately I had left my watch in Let's go, you and L There's the gold, the hotel safe, and by selling it was shining, shining, and it's calling to not entirely destitute; but the situa- us. I don't care one rip for the value tion forced me from my citadel of of it I can make all I want out of pleasant dreams, and confronted me glue. But the adventure, the excitement it's that that makes me fit for with the grimmer realities of life. With some thirty-oddollars stand- the foolish house." He was silent a long time while my ing between me and starvation, it was imagination conjured up terrible, fascinating pictures of the vast, unawak-ene- d land, and a longing came over me to dare its shadows. As we said good night, his last d boy-ide- e, e, CHAPTER I can remember I ihave faithfully followed the banner of Romance. It has given color to jmy life, made me a dreamer of 'dreams, a player of parts. As a boy, roaming alone the wild heather hills. I have heard the glad shouts of the .football players on the green, yet nev er ettled to join them. Aline was the 'richer, rarer joy. The spirit of Romance beaconed to ma I would adventure in the stranger lands, and fface their perils and brave their dangers. The joy of the thought exulted in my veins, and scarce could I bide the day when the roads of chance land change would be open to my As far back as 1 !feet y. skele-eonizati- on delic-iousne- ss egg CULT a gloom that momently intensified. Clamant und Imperative In me was the voice of change. I could not become so I saw the foreman. "Why do you want to go?"' he asked toil-broke- reproachfully. "Well, sir. the work's too MfcUS-MT-. I confided in no one. Garry, who was 'niy brother and my dearest friend, would have laughed at me In that : way of his. You would never have taken us for brothers. lie was the handsomest boy I have ever and winning, seen, frank, while 1 was dark, dour and none too He was clever, prac-- J well favored. tical and ambitious, excelling In all ibis studies; whereas, except in those which appealed to my imagination, I was a dullard and a dreamer. Yet we loved each other as few brothers do. Not excepting mother, Garry knew me better than any one has ever done, and I loved him for It It seems overfond to say this, but he did not have a fault: tenderness, humor, enthusiasm, sympathy and the beauty of a young god all that was manfully endearing was expressed In this brother of mine. Oar home was an Ideal one; Garry, tall, fair and winsome; myself, dark, dreamy, reticent; and between us, linking all three In a perfect bond of love and sympathy, our gentle, delicate mother. Mother must have worried a good deal over my future. Garry was the young laird, and I was but an idler, a burden on the estate. At last I told her I wanted to go abroad, and then It seemed as If a great difficulty was solved. We remembered of a cousin in the Sas who was katchewan valley and had done well. It was arranged that I should join him as a pupil, then, when I had learned enough, buy a place of my A Big Contractor Wanted Fifty Men own. It may be Imagined that while Immediately. I apparently acquiesced In this nr rangement, I had already determined obvious I must become a hewer of that as soon ns I reached the new wood and a drawer of water, and to land I would take my destiny Into my this end 1 haunted the employment j own hands. offices. One morning, on seeking my Then as the hour of my departure favorite labor bureau, I found an undrew near a shadow fell on us If I usual flutter among the bench warmbroke down in unmanly grief, It must ers. A big contractor waiited fifty With a number of be remembered I had never before men Immediately. been from home. Mother gave up try others I pressed forward, was Inter' lng to be brave, and mingled her tears viewed and accepted. The same day we were marched In a body to the with. mine. "Don't cry, sweetheart mother," I railway depot and herded Into car. said; "I'll be back again In three fourth-clas- s Where we were going 1 knew not; years." "Mind you do, my boy, mind you of what we were going to do I bad I only knew we were no inkling. do." She looked at me woefully sad, and southbound, and at long last I might ,1 had a queer, heartrending prevision fairly consider myself to be the shut : lis. I would never see her more. Garry tlecock of fortune. fair-skinne- d j HARVESTERS monoto- nous." "Monotonous! Well, that's the rum-mereason I ever heard a man give for quitting. But every man knows his own business best" st Los Angeles will always be writin golden letters in the archives of my memory. Crawling, sore and sullen, from the clutch of toil, I reveled in a lotus life of ease and Idleness. Living was incredibly cheap cents a week I had For seventy-fiv- e a little sunlit attic, and for ten cents I could dine abundantly. So, dream- ten ing and roaming the streets, I spent my days in a state of beatitude. But my small capital could not last forever, and the time came when once more the grim face of toil confronted me, and again I found myself mixing with the spineless residuum of the The Old Reliable Holt' ORIGINATORS AND LEADERS FOR THE employment bureau. It I got work as an orange-picker- . was a matter of swinging long lad- ders into trees, of sunand leaves, of fluttering shiny days golden branches plundered, arfd boxes filled from sagging sacks. There is fruit-Hauntin- g I reveled no more ideal occupation. in it. Possibly I would have gone on, contentedly enough, perched on a ladder, high up in the sunlit sway of treetops, had not the work come to an end. When I counted my savings and found that I had four hundred and ninety-fiv- e cents, such a feeling of affluence came over me that I resolved to gratify my taste for travel. Accordingly I purchased a ticket for San Diego, and once more found myself southward bound. A few days in San Diego reduced my smull capital to the vanishing point, yet It was with a light heart I turned north again and took the All Tie route for Los Angeles. I was absolutely penniless. The Lord looks after his children, said I, and when I became too Inexorably hungry I asked for bread, emphasizing my willingness to do a stunt on the woodpile. Perhaps It was because I was young and notably a novice in vagrancy, but people, were very good to me. (To Be Continued) PAST FORTY YEARS sheep-ranchin- g ! I , . words were: Scotty, we're both going to join the Big Stampede, yo and L" I slept but fitfully, for the night air was nipping, and the bunkhouse nigh as open as a cage. In the afternoon I was put to work in the gravel "Remember, pit There were four of us. We threw the gravel against a screen where the finer stuff sifted through was used In making concrete. I what a life It was. RestHeigh-hing, eating, sleeping; negative pleasures became positive ones. Life' great principle of compensation worked on our behalf, and to lie at ease, reading an old paper, seemed an exquisite enjoyment I was much troubled about the Prodigal. He complained of muscular rheumatism, and except to crawl to meals was unable to leave his bunk. Yet be bore his suffering with great spirit and, among that nondescript crew, he was a thing of Joy and brightness, a link with that other world which was mine own. They nicknamed blm "Happy," his cheerfulness was so Invincible. One morning I woke about six, and found, pinned to my blanket, a note from my friend, "Dear Scotty: "I grieve to leave you thus, but the cruel foreman Insists on me working off my ten days' board. 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Pour with dates. Serve with French in the milk and orange juice and cook 3 minutes after the boiling point is reached. Separate yolk from white of 3 egg yolks H cup sugar egg and beat each. Pour hot mixture over yolk, add sugar and gently fold M tablespoon lemon juice in egg white. Turn into two reased teaspoon grated lemon rind 3 egg whites cups and bake in a slow oven, 300 to 325 degrees F., until firm about 15 H cup flour minutes. z teaspoon salt Beat egg yolks until thick and ORANGE DATE SALAD lemon colored and add sugar grad1 cup dates ually, beating constantly. Add lemon 2 oranges juice, rind and stifly beaten egg lettuce whites, folding mixture to keep in air. French dressing. Cut and fold in flour and salt. Put in Separate dates, cover with boiling small deep cake pan and bake 40 water and cook 3 minutes. Drain, minutes in a moderate oven, 350 dry in the oven, cool, remove pits and degrees F. 2 tablespoons orange juice This Week's Tidbits P. 0. 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