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Show PAGE THREE BEAR RIVER VALLEY LEADER, THURSDAY, JUNE 4, 1931 "Why, b church 1 U Tancey, we alnt got bawled Pete again, ag8 grieved. G marron By EDNA FERBER "That's all right Pete. Once we buy an organ we'll have to build a church to put it in. Stands to reason. Members of the congregation, any body putting in less than two bits will be thrown out of the tent by me. Indians Dot included." The collection was taken op, in two sombreros, the contents of which, as they passed from one hairy sunburned paw to the next were five-gallo- n watched with eagle eyes by Southwest Copyright by Edna Ferker.J WNU Benrlc Probably never In the history of the Christian religion had the Word of God been preached by so romantic and Iasiiius a Cgure. His long black locks ycurlfd on his shoulders; the Cue eyes swayed jftloivedhis; the Frince Albert his graceful movements; Tine on each side, bulged reassuringly in their holsters. His thrilling voice sounded through the tent, stilling its buzz and move- vfith ment. "Friends and fellow citizens, I have been called on to conduct this opening meeting of the Osage First Methodist Episcopal, Lutheran, Presbyterian, Congregational, Baptist, Catholic, Unitarian church. In the course of my career as a lawyer and an editor I have been required to speak on varied occasions and on many subjects. I have spoken ia defense of my country and in criticism of it; I have been called on to defend and to convict horse thieves, harlots, murderers, samples of which professions could doubtless be found in any large gathering in the Indian territory today. I name no names. I point no finger. Whether for good or for evil, the fact remains that any man or woman, for whatever purpose, found In this great Oklahoma country today is here because in his or her veins, actuated by motives lofty or base, there is the spirit of adventure. Though I know the Bible from cover to cover, and while many of its passages and are graven on my heart and in memory, this, fellow citizens of tiy Osage, is the first time that I have been required to speak the Word of He glanced God in his temple." around the gaudy, glaring tent. "For any shelter, however sordid, however humble no offense, Grat becomes, while his word is spoken within It, his temple. Suppose, then, that we unite in spirit by uniting In gong. We pre-;ep- ts have, you will notice, no hymn books. We will therefore open this auspicious occasion in the brief but Inevitably gloriousiistory of the city of Osage by singing uh what do you all know boys, anyway?" There was a moment's slightly embarrassing pause. Yancey raised an "Come on, arm in encouragement boys! Name it! Any suggestions, ladies and gentlemen?" "How about 'Who Wer You at Home?" Just for a starter," called out a voice belonging to a man with a bald head and a chining dome-shape-d flowing silky beard, reddish in color. It was Shanghai Wiley, up from Texas; owner of more than one hundred thousand longhorn rattle and of the Eancho Palacios, on Tres Palaoios creek. He was the most famous cattle singer in the whole Southwest, besides being one of its richest cattle and land Possessed of a remarkably .owners. sweet tenor voice that just esjNjMgn caped being a clear soprano, he had been known to quiet a whole herd of restless cattle on the verge of a mad It was an art he had stampede. learned when a cowboy on the range. Yancey acknowledged this suggestion with a grateful wave of the hand. "That's right, Shanghai. Thanks for speaking up. A good song, though a little secular for the occasion, perhaps. But anyway, you ail know it and that's the main thing. Kindly favor us with the pitch, will you, Shanghai? Will the ladies kindly Join In with their sweet soprano voices? Now, then, all together!" It was a well known song In the territory where, on coming to this new and wild country, so many settlers with a checkered not to say plaid-p- ast had found It convenient to change their names. The congregation took It up feelingly, almost solemnly. Somebody In the rear suddenly produced an accordion, and from the crowd perched on the saloon bar came the sound of Jew's harp, The chorus now swelled with all the fervor of song's testacy. They might hare been singing "Onward, Christian Soldiers." Through it all, 'high and: clear, sounded Shanghai iAVilty's piercing tenor, like brasses In ' Vb band, and sustaining it from the roulette table platform the- 'cello of bariYancey Cravat's powerful,- rich " " i " v .' tone, i ' had Joined In the singing, not Sabra It had a first, but ' later, timidly. seemed, somehow, to relieve her. This, she thought, was better, rerhaps, after all, this new community1 was about to make a proper beginning. She began' to feel' prim and good and ' : ; settled at' last" r. "Now, then,'! said Yancey, all aglow, , "the next thing In order is to take up the collection before the sermon." -What for?" yelled Pete De Vargas. Yancey - fixed him with a pitying ' gray eye. "Because, you Spanish fldel, part of ft church service Is takSouthwest Davis, ing up a collection. I appoint yon to work this side of the house. Ike Bixler, you take that side. The collection, fellow citizens, ladles and gentlemen and you, tod, Pete is for tht new church rgaa." .' - v , , In-- i Davis and Ike Bixler, and, in fact by the entire gathering. The sombreros were then solemnly and with some hesitation brought to the roulette table pulpit for Yancey's Inspection. "Mr. Grat Gotch, being used to lightning calculations in the matter of coins, will kindly count the proceeds of the collection." and perArkansas Grat spiring, elbowed his way to the pulpit and made his swift and accurate count. He muttered the result to Yancey. Yancey announced It citizens, the sum of the first collection for the new church organ for the Osage church, whose denomination shall be nameless, is the gratifying total of one hundred and cents. thirty-nindollars and Hen, wait a minute, Grat! Fifty-five did you say cents?" "That's right, Yancey." eye swept his flock. Yancey's red-face- d fifty-fiv- e e e fifty-fiv- skinflint "Some miserable tight-fisteof a - But maybe it was a Ponca or an Osage, by mistake." "How about a Cherokee, Yancey!" came a taunting voice from somewhere in the rear. "No, not a Cherokee, Sid. Recognized your voice by the squeak. A Cherokee as you'd know if you knew anything at all you and Yountis and the rest of your outfit Is too smart to put anything in the contribution box of a race that has robbed him of his birthright." He did not pause for the titter that went round. He now took from the rear pocket of the flowing Prince Albert the small and worn little Bible. "Friends! We've come to the sermon. What I have to say is going to take fifteen minutes. The first five minutes are going to be devoted to a confession by me to you, and I didn't expect to make it when I accepted the job of conducting this churclj meeting. Wait Whitman has a line that has stuck In my memory. It is: 'I say the real and permanent grandeur of these states must be their religion.' That's what Walt says. And that's the text I Intended to use for the subject of my sermon, though I know that the Bible should furnish it And now, at the eleventh hour, I've changed my mind. It's from the Good Book, after all. I'll announce my text, and then I'll make my confession, and following that, any time left will be devoted to the sermon. Any lady or gent wishing to leave the tent will kindly do so now, before the confession, and with my full consent, or remain in his or her seat until the conclusion of the service, on pain of being publicly held up to scorn by me In the first Issue of my newspaper, the Oklahoma Wigwam, due off the press next Thursday. Anyone wishing to leave the tent kindly rise now and pass as quietly as may be to the rear. Please make way for all departing uh worshipers." An earthquake might have moved a worshiper from his place In that hushed and expectant gathering: certainly no lesser cataclysm of nature. Yancey waited, Bible in hand, a sweet d erties with Holy Writ when already I had proof positive of his guilt-pr- oof In writing, for which I paid, and about which I said nothing. And the reason for this deceit of mine I am ashamed to confess to you, but I shall confess it I Intended to announce to you all today that I had this knowledge, and I meant to announce to you from this pulpit" he glanced down at the roulette table "from this platformthat I would publish this knowledge In the columns of the Oklahoma Wigwam on Thursday, hoping thereby to gain profit and fame because of the circulation which this would gain for my paper, starting it off with a bangl" At the word "bang," uttered with much vehemence, the congregation of Osage's First Methodist, Episcopal, Lutheran, etc, church Jumped "Friends noticeably and nervously. and feilow citizens, I repent of my greed and of my desire for at the expense of this community. I no longer Intend to withhold, for my own profit, the name of the jackal in a lion's skin who, by threats of sudden death, has held this town abjectly terrorised. I stand here to announce to you that the name of that skunk, that skulking fiend and soulless murderer who shot down Jack Pegler when his back was turned that coward and poltroon " he was gesturing with his Bible In his hand, brandishing it aloft "was none other than" He dropped the Bible to the floor as if by accident, in his rage. As he stooped for it, on that Instant, there was the crack of a revolver, a bullet In the rear of the from a tent sang past the spot where his head had been, and there appeared in the white surface of the tent a tiny circlet of blue that was the Oklahoma sky. But before that dot of blue appeared Yancey Cravat had raised himself halfway from the hips, had fired from the waist without, seemingly, pausing to take aim. His thumb flicked the hammer. That was all. The crack of his was, in fact, so close on the heels of that first report that the two seemed almost simultaneous. The congregation was now on Its feet, en masse, its back to the roulette table pulpit Its eyes were on one figure; its breath was suspended. That figure a man was seen to perform some curious antics. He looked, first of all, surprised. With his left hand he had gripped one of the taut tent ropes, and now, with his hand still grasping the hempen line, his fingers slipping gently along It, as though loath to let go, he sank to the floor, sat there a moment as if in meditation, loosed his hand's hold of the rope, turned slightly, rolled over on one side and lay there, quite " still. er "Lon Yountis," finished Yancey, neatly concluding his sentence and now holding an In right and left hand. Screams. Sllouts, A stampede for the door. Then the voice of Yancey Cravat powerful, compelling, above the roar. He sent one shot through the dome of the tent to command attention. "Stop! Stand where you are! The first person who stampedes this crowd gets a bullet. Shut that tent flap, Jesse, like I told you to this morning. Louie Hefner, remove the body and do your duty." ivory-mounte- "Okeh, Yancey. d It's er Mournfully, and In accordance with the custom of the community, Yancey carved a notch In the handsome ivory d and butt of his six shooter. It was then for the first time that ' Sabra, her eye widening with horror,' noticed that there were five earlier notches cut In the butts ,ef Yancey's two guns two on one, three on the other. This latest addition brought the number up to six. "Oh, Yancey, yon haven't killed tlx and brilliant smile en his face. Be r;' ":v, waited quietly, holding the eyes ef the .men!" killed never a man unless I "I've A in kind of tent that stifling throng me he'd if I didn't" kill kpew power seemed to flow from him to There seemed nothing more that thnj,-i"wt- rf them, flxlcg them, encould say on this subject But thralling them. Yet In his eyes, and she in the great head raised now as it so still another question was consuming rarely was, there was that which sent her. "That woman. That woman., I saw a warning, pang of fear through you talking to her, right on the street, Sabra.' She, too, felt his magnetic in broad daylight today, after the draw, but mingled with it was a dreadmeeting. All that horrible shooting ful J terror a stab of premonition. Twice she had seen his eyes look like all those people around you Cim screaming and then to find that womthat an smirking and talking. Bad enough Yancey waited yet another moment Then he drew a long breath. "My text if you'd never seen her before. But is from Proverbs. ' 'There Is a lion in she stole your land from you in the the way f "' Hon Is in the " streets.' Run. You stood there, actually talkto her. Chatting.'' Friends, there is a lion in the streets ing know. She said she had made "I ' soon our 'fair to be of Osage, city, Southwest A Hon up her mind that day of the Run to queen of the Great " is In the streets. And I have been a get a piece of land, and farm It and up liar and a coward and an avaricious raise cattle. She wanted to give deswas She of her way living. not to For I have knave. pretended knowledge which I have; and I went perate." "What is she doing here, then I" about asking for information of this "Before the month was up she saw Hon though I would change the word couldn't make it go. One hunshe or I did skunk if to Jackal lion dirty and sixty acres. Then the other dred not feel it to be sacrilege to take lib womea homesteaders found out about , .- It was oo use. She sold out for five hundred dollars, added to It whatever money she had saved, and went to Denver. Her business was overcrowded there. She got a tip that the railroad was coming through here She's a smart girl. She got together her outfit and down she came." ,"You talk as though you admired her! That that " Felice Venable's word came to her lips "that hussy !" "She's a smart girl. She's he hesitated, as though embarrassed "In a way she's a well, in a way, she's a - ' DEWEYVILLE NEWS ( News for Week of May 28th) (Arriving Too Late for Publication) Mr. and Mrs. Wilford Miller were visiting relatives at Logan and Peters boro, Saturday and Sunday. Some twenty are taking the band lessons from Prof. Burgener. Mrs. Odell Bigler and sons, of Wyoming, and Mrs, J. A. Bigler, of were visiting Mrs. Paul Gardner, Saturday. Mrs. Odell Bigler, of Wyoming, waa calling on relatives here Monday. Mrs. A. A. Loveland visited at the home of Mrs. J. A. Bigler, at Collin-sto- n, Tuesday. Mrs. Clarence Broue-and little daughter, of Osrden. were the week end guests of their parents, Mr. and Mrs. t. A. Marble, of Deweyville. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Burbank are isitinjr their daughter. Mrs. Lila Kern at Malad Saturday. Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd Lish and family motored to Smithfield Sunday. good girl" Sabra's voice rose to the pitch of 0. W. Snow. Sr.. of Salt Lake vis hysteria. ited his son and family here a few Salt Lake City Christensen-Gard-ne- r, "Don't you quote yonr B'ble at me, dtys last we k. Inc., received $198,311 contract Yancey Cravat! You with your Lukes Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Jensen cf Ne for construction of conduit te bring and your Johns end your Magdalenes! braska, are visiting here fcr a few Little Cottonwood water into Big CotI'm sick of them." Col-linst- on, a" days. Miss Elease Kern, (To Be Continued) .1. j ! STRAWBERRY DAINTIES By Betty Barclay Out goes The Oyster in comes The Strawberry! Already strawberries are appearing in the markets in quantity. And already housewives are preserving this delicious fruit against the inroads next fall and winter will make on the jam cupboard. tonwood line- - of Mu!a!, is vis iting her grandparents, Mr. and Mrs. Chas. Burbank. Virginia Waits, of Smithfield, is a guest of her cousin, Miss Luella Lish. Mr. and Mrs. M. A. Lish, of this place, attended the funeral of Joseph Scowcroft, at Ogden, Saturday. Mr, and Mrs. Duett Loveland and son, Darrell, and daughter, Mildred Jean, Mrs. T. R. Ault and Mrs. M. A. Lish were guests of Mr. and Mrs. John Becker, at Ogden Sunday afternoon. Mrs. O. G. Harwood and son,, Billy, of Ogden, are spending a few days at the home, of their parents, Mr. and Mrs. Peter Jensen. , Ruth Jensen had as her guest, her niece, Evelyn Harwood, of Ogden. Mr. and Mrs. A. R. Burbank were shopping in Tremonton Tuesday. Mrs. C, J. Dewey and daughter, Virginia, were calling of friends and relatives here Monday. A splendid program was rendered Sunday night by Bro. Schowl, of the Logan Temple, and other members un der the direction of the genealogical members of this ward, Mr. and Mrs. N. Peter Marble and Mr. and Mrs. 0. With the short-bomethod, using bottled fruit pectin, all the gamble has been taken out of making strawberry and the time saved is as jelly tounding. Imagine a batch of jam or jelly in fifteen minutes! STRAWBERRY JELLY 4 cups (2. lbs.) juice 71. cups (34 lbs.) sugar 1 bottle fruit pectin Use only fully ripened berries. Crush thoroughly and drip through jelly bag, Do not drip over night as uncooked juice ferments quickly. Measure juice and sugar into large saucepan, stir, and bring to a boil. At once add pec W. Snow, Jr. tin, stirring constantly, and bring again to a full rolling boil and boil minute. Remove from fire, let stand Cover 1 minute, skim, pour quickly. hot jelly with film of hot parafin: when jelly is cold, cover with 8 inch of hot pariffin. Roll glass to spread pariffin on sides. Requires about 3 e quarts berries. Makes about 11 glasses. Sliced Strawberry Jam 41. solidly packed cups (2 lbs.) sliced berries 7 cups (3 lbs.) sugar Vi cup fruit pectin Use only fully ripened berries. Cut small or medium berries in halves lengthwise; large berries in quarters. Measure berries and sugar into large kettle, mix, and bring to a full rolling boil over hottest fire. Stir constant ly l5efore and while boiling." Boil hard 3 minutes. Remove from fire and stir in pectin. Then stir and skim by turns for just 5 minutes to cool slight ly, to prevent floating fruit. Pour quicltly. Cover hot jam with film of hot pariffin; when jam is cold, cover with 8 inch of hot pariffin. Koll glass to spread pariffin on sides. Requires about 2 quarts berries. Makes e 9 to 10 glasses. il Don't Neglect your Eyes mean too much They you. live f!ftintr(irfmiiiHrTfBfmnintiHmiiitfi:!H eight-ounc- 1-- eight-ounc- NEW GLASS while you wait or window glass in your car is not only inconvenient, it is positively dangerous. 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We will forego the sermon this morning, but next Sabbath, If requested, I shall be glad to take the pulpit again, unless a suitable and ordained minister of God can be procured. The subject of my sermon for next Sabbath will be from Proverbs XXVI, 27: 'Whoso dlggeth a pit shall fall therein' . . . This church meeting, brethren and sisters, will now be concluded with prayer." There was a little thudding, scuffling sound as a heavy, inert burden was carried out through the tent flap Into the noonHis still day sunshine. in his hands, Yancey Cravat bowed his magnificent buffalo head but not too far and sent the thrilling tones of his beautiful voice out Into the agitated crowd before him. . . bless this community, O Lord. . . ." silver-mounte- Yancey Waited, Bible In Hand, a Sweet and Brilliant Smile on His Face. her. $182.50 Up Convenient Terms Delivered |