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Show 7e Sat fuaa WfWPJI fMH ) STAIE AUEBJCAI IRecaid Out East News the Old Settler NATIONAL EDITORIAL Seattle. lEKSPAPtl lEPMSlMUTIIC 1 Mill llol Mrs. L. V. Shutt, Mrs. Jessie McCabe, and Mrs. Helen Red- MW MON WOW MN OOi shaw went to the country store HR. AND MRS. GEORGE E. JONES, Owners and Publishers bazaar at Lewis Saturday BOB McCASLIN, NEWS AND SPORTS EDITOR given by the Methodist Church. MRS. MARIAN McCASLIN, CIRCCLATION MANAGER Mrs. Opal Redshaw went CORRESPONDENTS Montlcello back to work Thursday after Marilyn Ron ley Norman Lnndell Blanding News being off work a week due to Oat East losing her voice six weeks ago Helen Redshaw Bluff caused by an allergy. Mrs. Carlos Hall Margaret Lnndell Blanding Locals Mrs. Delmar Butt is visiting Entered in the Postoffice at Montieello, Utah as Second Class her daughter Sharon and famiMarch under 1879. of the Act 3, matter, ly at Kanab. Published every Thursday at Montieello, Utah The J. B. Deckers have subSUBSCRIPTION RATES: In San Juan County S3 a yearj Outside San Juan County $4 a yearj scribed to the Record so they Box 428, Montieello, Utah Phone JU may keep in touch with old friends and neighbors. Mr. and Mrs. Harold Frizell ; are visiting Harolds relatives in Iowa and their daughter Politicians, fired with the zeal of the election and family in Kansas. next Tuesday, this week began giving the voters the Mrs. Wanita Cosslett and Grand Junction are full political treatment of claims, counter-claim- s and baby from the Frizell home. at staying promises. As a result the voter will have to be not Mrs. Louise Harvey took but a veritable genius to disting- Melvin back to school Sunday only a mind-readuish the character, platform and person for whom he at Provo. Weekend guests at Mr. and will vote come Tuesday. It all appears as a mass of Mrs. E. H. Franklins were Mrs. confusion now but come Wednesday morning the peo- Franklins daughter, Mrs. Bonple will have spoken, the candidates elected and then nie Lill and two daughters and another daughter and comes the moment of truth all politicians must face Mr. and Mrs. Stephen work at the position to which they have been elected. all Hirst, Much can be said about a candidate but in act- from and Timothy Hirst, Orem. uality only that candidates record either in the job MNOk Down to the political wire ... er son-in-la- he is seeking or in the case of a new candidate, in his former record, can adequate information be accumulated on which to make a sound voting decision. Words can be flowery and full of praise but unless they are backed by comparable action they have no meaning. f Time is near for the voter to begin making his decision. There was a time not too many years ago that many voters cast straight ballots for one party or another, regardless of the candidates. On a national scale this may still be true but in a local election, where the voter is more close to and personally knows the candidates, personalities enter into the picture and scratch ballots are commonplace. For this reason, predictions on the outcome of local elections are extremely difficult or even impossible to make. Predictions, however, do not determine the outcome. Only the voter can do this so make your decision wisely and by all means VOTE. White Canyon News R. B. Howell is on vacation. Edie Hall flew in to Fry Canyon from Denver. Mr. and Mrs. Norgaard went to Montieello for the weekend. Mrs. Virgil Allen and daughter Mrs. Verall Wyatt and children are spending weekend in Cortez. the The San Juan Record Utah November 1, 1902 Page Two Montieello, Thursday, News happenings from the Blanding area . By ALBERT R. LYMAN ple worship trees. They do not By Helen Redshaw Mr. and Mrs. Charles Snyder returned Friday from sightseeing at the Worlds Fair in PttliXsSOCIATIOM .. My dear San Juaners: Do trees have spirits, or is at all which reaches with its wondrous little tentacles deep into the soil gathering the colloidal matter, as no man could gather It, and incorporate it into a growing organism? Is it just nothing at all. which finds in the lifeless sand the essential elements for so many things on which man is dependent? I do love trees. I love some of them more than I love others. For certain kinds of trees I have a natural affinity, as I do for certain people. I heartily agree with Joyce Kilmer who I think that I shall wrote, never see, a poem lovely as a tree. Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree. I looked at the majestic sequoias near the Pacific Coast, towering hundreds of feet, and bearing the dignity of many centuries, and considered the mighty power which hoists the tons and tons of sap from deep in the soil to the ponderous branches high above. What is that power? Can it be just nothing? What is that motion and that orderly growth within it, which men are content to call the nature of the thing? It has in it the wondrous quality of life, and who dare affirm that there can be life without spirit? Life is the most intriguing phenomenon in all the great panorama of nature. I do not wonder that certain primitive races of peo It just nothing worship the dead tree, but they bow down to the living, growing organism, which is the indispensable complement to the beauty and completeness of Gods creation. In spite of an the coldblooded and conventional philosophy by which men presume to dispose of this challenge to their understanding, I cherish the belief which affords me the richest and most enduring satisfaction. I can no more account for the life in trees than I can account for the life in man, and I regard the spirit of man as immortal. They do not think who are content to say, "Trees are trees because Trees take they are trees. their useful part in the world by gathering from the lifeless earth, and transforming it for the use of man, a myriad of elements without this earth would be a wilderness of desolation. How can I content myself by assuming to explain in that they do this miraculous because it is their thing, nature to do so. What does that mean? Just nothing. It is dodging the splendid challenge which all trees pose before the eyes of men. Seventy-fivyears ago my father and I made camp by a young black willow. It was not for the shade which the willow afforded, but because that was the place adjacent to a cold clear spring where we wanted to have our headquarters for the duration of the roundup. The trunk of the little tree was no more than four inches in diameter, and its spread of limbs cast but a small shadow. Each morning at the first sign of day, we gathered our horses there, ate our hot bread and beef, saddled up and rode away to the hills, to return at any hour from midafternoon to midnight. We fepread our blankets by the little tree while it preserved a voluntary vigil over us, and gradually came to carry something of the charm of home. I used to look at that willow by the flickering light of our fire, and again when the sun rose over the cliff in the morning, and I evolved an admiration and a love for its Its bright green leaves, and the hopeful, joyous way in which it grew, as if anticipating some happy destiny. When we came in the fall its yellow leaves were fluttering to the sand, and we found it waiting hopefully in its nakedness when we came in the winter. We never failed in the next nine years to camp right there and we, that is, so far as I was concerned cherished a growing love for the willow, as it extended its arms to shelter us. It became a vital and cherished part of my memories, entwined with intense situations of apprehension and disaster. I sat with my back against it in sorrow the night after my mare had had her insides ripped out as she carried me in safety from the murderous horns of a huge steer. I came there in haste to look in the panniers for some kind of a rag when one of our men had a knife kicked into one of his arteries. I sat there homesick apd dejected when I left to guard the fence. and My most sorrowful most unforgettable moments under the black willow was when I returned there after the death of my father. I mourned and the dear willow mourned with me. I didnt go back there the next year, nor the next for a long time. After 50 years I journeyed again Into that remote region, and went straight to the mute friend of old time, hoping it had survived all the rigors of its life In the solitude. Without audible words we held communion, and I wondered that I should have tears and choking emotions as we recalled the years of our acquaintance when we were e home Wednesday after visitBy Margaret Lnndrtl Lawerencfe Palmer and sons, ing with their daughter Mrs. Bruce and Gaylynn were here Joan Hales and family. House guests of Louise over the weekend visiting with relatives and going deer hunt- Hurst have been her mother, ing. They returned home Sun- Mrs. Pearl Sorenson, San Jose, Calif., and her grandmother, day to Orem. Mr. and Mrs. Ray Lund and Mrs. Stella Brown from Los an uncle were here from Salt Angeles. After leaving here Lake City visiting over the they planned to go to Kentucky weekend with Mrs. Lunds to visit. Mr. and Mrs. Stanley Lam sister Pauline Lisonbee. Mr. and Mrs. Clifford Bar-ro- from California were here Salt Lake City returned hunting at the John Palmer ranch. Vernon and Murna Fausett Six years ago two strange little trees sprang up of their were here for three days from own free will and choice right Orem staying with Mr. and in our front dooryard. At first Mrs. John Palmer. Mr. and Mrs. Richard we took them to be pinion from Camarillo, Calif-- , pines, but whatever they were they had a peculiar appeal. We Mr. and Mrs. Leon Richmond nourished and loved them. and Marge Porter from Long They grew very slowly, and Beach, were here visiting with failed to take on the appear- Mr. and Mrs. George Hurst for ance of pinions; they seemed a few days. While here the more like fir or spruce, and California visitors went sightyet they are neither. We have seeing and took pictures of the wondered where they came scenery- - They returned to from, and why and how it is California last week. Mr. and Mrs. Bill Black left they make to us such a pronounced appeal. At one time last Tuesday for Wing, Ala. to we considered the propriety of attend the funeral of Mrs. moving them, or giving them Blacks father, Mr. Charles 0. to some friend, but we have Burge. They returned home got gravely over that. They last Monday afternoon. still lack a little of being four Visiting at the home of Mr. four feet high, and we want and Mrs. Morris Swenson last them to grow right there weekend were Mrs. Swensons where some strange destiny brother, Robert Little, and family from North Hollywood, planted them several feet I look at them with won- Calif. Home for the weekend from der; they are miracles. Do they have spirits? Some- Brigham Young university thing majestic and Godlike is were Johnny Nielson and Ray working there within them Palmer. Mr. and Mrs. Wallace Me with a cherished ideal of a tall and stately tree. I want Laws arrived last Monday them to grow right there as from Holbrook, Ariz. to visit long as I stay, and I hope to with their daughter, Mrs. see them reach their ideal. I Holt, and family. Mr. Me want to remember my humble Laws returned home Tuesday home with these two welcome and Mrs. McLaws stayed to visitors right where they chose visit with the Holts for a week or so. to grow beside it. Tor-ringt- Jo-li- Mr. and Mrs. Bob Morrow, Phoenix, and Robert R. Morrow, Los Angeles, were here for Mike Hursts farewell testimonial held Sunday night. Pete Black, son of Mr. and Mrs. Frost Black has received his call to serve a mission in France. He will leave for the mission home on Dec. 3. Guests at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Ivan Watkins last week were Mrs. Watkins brother from San Francisco, and a friend from Beaumont, Calif. They were here for the deer hunt and took a 'tour of the southern part of Utah. They crossed the river at Hite and by way of scooters traveled to St George where they were met by Mr. and Mrs. Watkins with their car. The Watkins returned Sunday to Blanding. LITTLE THEATRE MONTICELLO, UTAH SHOW TIME IF.M. Matinee Saturday GERONIMO Sun., Mon. and Tuea. Not. 4, 5 and 6 An Affair To Remember Wednesday and Thursday Not. 7 and 8 Teenage Millionaire young. I visited it again more than 70 years after onr first meeting; I went as to say a fond farewell to a friend whom I would never see again, a friend who might even now be gone. In the weary years Its long arms sagged weakly to the ground, and from them other limbs had shot upright, but they too had partaken of the parents infirmities. They were leafless and dry. The old willow was dead. The wondrous something which had gathered from the inanimate sand the essential elements to organize into a living thing to live 75 years or more, had gone. I removed my hat as I contemplated it and thought things which I shall not try to teU. National surveys show that the Medicare is not understood. program Surveys also show that people who really understand the Medicare program are opposed to it and to candidates who sponsor it. so-call- ed HERES WHAT THE MEDICARE PROGRAM WOULD MEAN TO YOU: higher Social Security payroll deductions. Benefits start when you retire at 62 or 65. Only part of medical costs will be paid. (No doctor bills at all.) You get no benefits if you are not on Social Secnrity. (This is where it is needed most.) t Its compulsory to everyone with Social Security. Millions will have to have the program whether they want " it or not It puts an unfair burden on young homemakers. It will jeopardize the whole Social Security financial ' - structure. It will destroy the finest medical system in the world. It will give, instead, a huge bureaucratic system of Government medicine. EVERYONE AGREES that the needy aged must be cared for AND THEY WILL Utah now has a program sponsored jointly by the State and Federal governments, the Bill, which is being adjusted and improved to meet local conditions. Under this program every needy aged will get help, more extensive help than under Medicare, without the need forextra taxes. Why? Because it provides help only for those who actually need it. Kerr-Mil- For additional Information p.m. FRIDAY AND SATURDAY Not. 2 and S con-stanc- e, You will have higher and 3 ls on MEDICARE, write: United Public Health League 42 South 5th East Salt Lake City, Utah |