June 12, 1944 (4 pages)

: “yONDAY, JUNE 12, 1944. R. ameninaune a a NEVADA CITY NUGGET . th Brushes, Denture Adscales and Cleaners, Mouth Washes E. HARRIS REXALL DRUG STORE “Phone 100 : Sats’ tbe a a BLU ee! Ok Bh, Be . have to.” Se CHAPTER XIll _A man could be wron as well as right and often both right and wrong in anything he did. One was the Same as another like that. When you swapped leaders you’ only Swapped an equal chance of good or bad in a different way. That was what she would know. But Clay could be a convincing cuss when he set himself about it. Over his corn-meal bread and Steaks and coffee he watched toward the cook’s wagon with only a curious interest. Steve was over there, too, eating with them. But it was Joy that Clay was working on, making something light of it, with his hat pushed ‘back on his blond head and all of his big face showing her an easy reassurance, He could wheedle her when he wanted to, with a Sort of concerned gallantry, his blue eyes going momentarily grave. Then he could see their talk was coming to a decision, and his first feeling that Clay could get nowhere with Joy left him. For she stood briefly with a little frowning: doubt. Steve took her. arm and spoke to her. She nodded. They tossed their empty plates at: the wreck pan and came on toward the fire. He was not watching them now. They could have saved that decision, whatever it was. He: had his own ace-in this game. Stretched ‘ out against his bedroll,he looked up and saw the sky’s#*complete darkness. A misty air brushed his face. Without turning his* head he knew they had ‘stopped ‘a Qiiarter circle around the fire from hirn. “Well, Lew,” Clay said. He brought his eyes around. “School’s ‘out, Clay. Class dismissed. Sit down.” He grinned at Joy. « thie “We’vegot to know your plan,’’: she said: ‘ “All right. We’re turning west at dawn.’" He ‘held out one hand, palm up. “Here’s rain-coming. Indians won’t travel in the wet, so we’re safe enough tonight: Isn’t that about it?’”’ He glanced at the half ring of men to see what backing he would get: Some of them nodded. &“*Spoils ‘their féathers,”’ said Rebel John. . They'll ‘stay under cover now.” “Then we can count on that. If the rain holds tomorrow we can make better than twenty miles to the-west. We’ll be close to the Texas panhandle’ by that time. It’s thin safety, T ‘kridw,' but we can call on the army if we have trouble off of Indian lands.” “Army!’*-Clay mocked. ‘You got any idea where that is?” “There’s @ troop,” he said, “at Doan’s Crossing. I’m sending a man back tonight.’ : “That all you got?’’ Clay asked. “That’s all. Keep moving. Ex-. cept we can make a fight of it if we “Sure. Against’ six hundred Indians!”’ “Eleven men,” he pointed out, “held off more than that at Adobe \ Walls. But there won’t' be’ six hundred’ bucks. Half ‘of any tribe are squaws.” -He ‘leaned ‘back*’on his elbows. He needn't’ gd ‘on with an argument, and’ yét he wanted Clay ¥ Clay needed that fire of temper to . all go with the wagons? Let th * It eanie’ forced out with heat, where ‘tone “was called for, as if bolster him. up. «‘‘You’re right about turning wést.” But the herd’ travels too ‘slow. We'll: send. the wagons on ahead.” ‘‘What about splitting the men?’ he asked. ‘“‘You can’t divide this outfit now. You’d have no_protéction anywhere.”’ ~“Fhen send plenty with the wagons. Make sure of that. It’s Joy I’m thinking about!”’ Maybe. Yet Clay’s plan boiled down. simply. to abandoning the herd. He grinned dryly. ‘Why not Cheyennes take the cows.” “Ts “a Steve put in, “Clay’s right!” i Lew gave the boy a long straight look. . “Steve,” he said gently, “ye know better than that. You stand there in your’ dad’s boots and tell mie to desert four thousand .longhorns at the first scare of Indians. You've got more reasoi than you're telling. That's: plain enough. No man with any honest sense woul split his crew here or run off either. I Won’t.”* , ‘] vt ~ “Then I guess,” Steve said fiatly, “‘a showdown’s come. Hate to do it, Lew. Clay’s tak en *All right,” he said. ‘“That’s all of them siewly. ! extras, to be held by him in payment for half interest in his Powder River lands of Wyoming.” Ames Strayhorn, Tom Arnold’s attorney in Ox Bow, had witnessed and notarized the document. . : There was no loophole. Its legality was beyond question, and he couldn’t ‘help but feel the compliment of the old man’s trust in him. Joy was the first to look up. Any sudden surprise is hard to take for most people. You come up behind a man and only yell his name and most likely he gets mad. He thought it was that way with the girl now. She stared at him with a quick, bewildered anger. He saw Steve’s eyes lift from*the paper and strike at Clay, questioning him, all of their old hounded fear suddenly in them again. Of the three this turn seemed to hit Steve the worst. For Clay’s reactions were slow at times. His head came up. He stood like a huge bull swelling with his rage. It burst from him with the madness of one hardly knowing what he Said.’ “This changes nothing!’ “Clay,”’ he said, *‘‘that’s enough.” He' could. feel the scar across his cheek begin to itch and burn. ‘‘You call this a showdown. All. right,; let’s show! Something happened before ‘the start that’s made you want to block this herd from going north. Now you ‘think you’ve got your chance. You’d make Joy an excuse to let it go. Want to hear why? The Open A is corning up behind us. If we’ lose’ our herd to the Cheyemmes they'll pass with no trouble: There’s a stacked deal for you! It’s all you want.” i «© ; He saw Joy’s face down beside his. shoulder “turn. -from.anger. to shocked disbelief. She stared at Clay, drew back from both of them suddenly, holding them both with ‘darkly bitter eyes. Without speaking she walked with rigid steps toward her wagon. ; The group ‘of men had begun to break up. Joe’ Wheat rose drid'‘¢anie over in his casual ‘walk. a thin slat “This changes nothing.” of a man with a gaunt, morose face. But there was a. thing behind Joe Wheat’s morose silences that men understood. aie sf ¢ In his quiet drawl he said, ‘“‘Time for the first guard, ain’t it, Lew?” He turned his’ deeply ‘hollowed ‘eyes on Clay.’ “Our: wateh.”? ~ =.» + It was. Wheat’s plain statement that there had been’ no change in bosses. And tinder those quiet/hard eyes some of the'stifiness went from Clay. Manning’s back. With no more the old man started’ away. Lew’ followed him past the fire. “Not you, Joe,” he said. “I’m riding guard in your place. Youi’re going back to Doan’s.”” He picked up his saddle, carrying it.on to the night-guard horses: “‘We haven't come more than seventy miles. You lieutenant. He’ll come when knows have a girl along.” bh eeaEE Et, rite rf the direction of a wind. rea He .pulled to a stop and let the longhorns flow past, waving the men on as the drag end came abreast. Most of the crew were riding back here now, each with a rifle scabbard thrust under his left stirrup leather, stock forward, close to his hand. They had made a good start, beating the dawn by an hour. Thé cattle had risen of their own accord from the wet bed ground and would not feed in the rain. They were walking fast. He figured they had already made better than ten miles. Still his main hope had been that when the wind came it. would be out of the north—cold and stormy. What he felt against his cheek was a waim, melting breath from the south. It would clear the skies too soon. In a dead silence, as the clacking thud of the longhorns passed on,-he sat facing their back trail where even in this short time a breeze had begun to tear the gray curtain into shreds. As far as he could see the land was as flat as a floor, unbroken by any creek or dangerous hollows of ground. Five’ minutes’ wait brought him nothing. Riding on, to circle the herd and come in at the point, he fell back upon an old confidence. Texans had met Indians beforé ‘in overwhelming numbers and got through all right: Except for Joy, he knew he would not be dreading it now. . «. When he passed her wagon, drawn up close along the point behind OwlHead Jackson’s, he saw that she had her father’s frontier forty-four lying on‘ the seat! © They ‘‘hadn’t® talked this ‘fiorning. He was going to ride on. She called him over. “Forget it, Lew.” She smiled. ‘‘Nothing’s bad enough to make you look like that.’’ “Well,” he said, ‘I got you into this.” E *And you’ll get us out.” She believed it. Her clear eyes showed him that. He grinned at neath his’ wet,’ soaked clothing. “‘Sure,”’ che said. ‘‘We’ll get out!” If only the fool longhorns could grow wings! In another hour . the rain had stopped. The herd -was grazing now, loose-kneed, “heads down, crawling at a slow, tormenting pace. A thick ground mist was left blowing northward. It gave them shelter until sometime past noon, H, The lift came abruptly in a layer of fog that rose and hung suspended overhead. He swung out from the . herd and looked beyond their close formation, hunting off southeast in the way from which Joe Wheat would come. But off there and on behind him the land stretched empty and flat. He brought ‘his eyes around slowly to hold’a fixed gaze on the back trail toward ‘the distant humps of the Wichita range. That emptiness was too good. © So far away that at first he -hardly caught it, looking like a part of the brown earth, 4 darker spot-of brown Was moving. . ae Be He yelled and crooked his arm at the dragmen. They jumped ‘theif mounts into a run toward’ his sidé of the point. Quarternight -ioped around to him. Moonlight’ Bailey and'young Jim Hope began to drive the leading horse herd Back: * “He waved the wagons over, and under that pressure of mules and horses and men: the point began to swing. Gradually four thousand longhorns were turning back upon theniselves, until they made a great letter. U. And then the gap closed as the leaders joineti the drags. There had’ been no ‘confusion to give ‘them a scare. They milled only a little and came to a stop in their compact pool. It had taken perhaps ‘ten minites’ time. “ ~ ‘Watching east; he had seen the _dark spot grow in size, coming on swiftly“in' these minutes. «1) ~' “John,” he said, “you’re an oldtimer at this. What would you say?” ee Sree * “Take it easy,” Quarternight answered. .“‘Set like we! are. They'll have to do their fancy ridin’ ‘first; If they get ‘too close’ we can outtalk ’em somie er: off.” His nées; an edger brightness shoré in his puckered old eyes. They ‘sat with men Spread out at intervals on ei the her? He Was stiddenlywarmed be. r side, the: twé . B. L. Dougiass. Mr. and Mrs. Cuffman and son came up from the bay distri¢t and spent a two day vacation in this city. Miss. Henrietta Jacchs; local’ P.-T: & T. operator is home from a vacation spent with friends in San Francisco. 1 Adrian Torpie is here to visit his parents. He has been employed in the ship yards in® Richmond as a marine electrician. His brother. is ‘. now employed at Bishop. Mrs. Lester Hubbard and son Jimmie, have gone to Long Beach io visit her husband, Lester Hubbard, chief petty officer third class. Miss June Laird left Nevada City June 3d for Alameda and started work last Monday-in a war plant. She will make her home: with Mr. and Mrs. Charles Tyhurst and daughter. by HAROLD CHANNING WIRE WNY On Thursday Mr. and Mrs. Pau! Superior Judge Raymond McIntosh; Jurkovich received a July Fourth of Sierra County will hear a trial in’ greeting from their son Bill Laird, the Nevada County court house to-. U. S. marine in the South Pacffic.day. He was here last Wednesday .o hear a case. The judge conducted a case in Auburn early last week. Mr. and Mrs. George L. Taylor and son passed throtigh Nevada City recently enroute to Beerkeley from Downieville where they visited with Taylor’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Ross Taylor. George Taylor and family have spent the past two years. in Climax, Colo., where he was employed as a dust’ control engineer. He will now be engaged in the state industrial hygiene engineering department. Mr. and Mrs. Bernard Lusk and daughters of Penryn passed through this city enroute to Downieville after a two year residence there. Lusk has accepted work with his brother, M. F. Lusk. : ‘ Mr. and Mrs. Buryl Burkhart of upper Boulder street have purchased a ranch in Mariposa county and plan to move there to’ make it their home. They have resided here three years. Mr. and Mrs. Bud Rogers have returned from Idaho ° where they Spent some time and are now at the home of her paretns, Mr. and Mrs. RELEASE S. S. Phoenix wish you a joyous 4th of July. May victory be ours this coming year’. It was sent May 21. Donner Lake Resort, closed for two years because ofwar conditions, is now stripped of its furniture. have purchased all the furnishings for resale. Everything movable that — belonged to the resourt is now stor-_ ed in b local warehouse. Mrs. Mare Bdmonds and her two _ daughters leave today for their new home in Berkeley. Mare Edmonds was recently transferred from the. Tahoe National Forest to the region-— al forest office in San. Francisco. BLODGETT—In Nevada City, Neand Mrs. Harold Blodgett, a “sam: ; DOUBVILLE—In Nevada City Nevada County, June 8, 1944, tomt: and Mrs. Arthur W. Doiibville of. Grass Valley, a son.) * a ede County, June 9, 1944, Pfe, and Mrs. Loyd E. White, a daughter. Bes JUST WONDERIN’ I wonder at the thinking ° ~ We'll be required to do, When peace comes bringing problems That are difficult and new. j Can we catch the larger vision Of a world where all are free, And write a shining chapter In the book of destiny? : : I_wonder at the wide diversity of thought -which surges >* on ‘ ! es 3 minds. in response tothe oft repeated phrase, “‘winning ine poaaae aie recall the days that follawed the last world war——the wild celebrations honor of the armistice, the long, disappointing struggle to. regain a “ny malcy’’ which had ceased to exist and a ‘pros y” ich: We “just around he corner.” © Pik — gg — Some of us are recall a pleasing one; it suggests somes, we must not be ‘misled, for it will time, laborand. above all, right — tact and courage. d long periods: 0? ill be just ships. Ht. cannet that there can be no doubt. be ee The evolution of human relationships bewan in that unrecorded ie iod of time when the first family chose a cave in primordial rocks .and up a crude system of house keeping. : ee ree aa establivhed, finally nations were born,’ , turbulent histo us to a time when a great American dreamed a dream of liberty a1 these words as a guide for vie Hf half slave and half free.’ Ae ; _ And now to us, Comes the greatest challenge of all time. Th planet which is our home and in which all are fellow tra : C8 half slave and half freé. Thére have been thos all the years to come. “A nation cannot ples and to unite with them. in’ the det shall evil men destroy or ‘pollute he temple that Conner. a ek AMEE cap I saw the powers that.fashion man Behd' over a clase “of brow, oii ate eg Mee And what they did as they labored there,Ww’ revealing to yous “9 { I'm no They poured in a measure of Irish blood And portions of ch and. Dane y. : Then tossed in B be wet bluff’ English heart From over the bounding main. They added a pinch of Spanish To give the coneoetion -verve, A goblet 6f Italy's ‘wine of joy And a wee drop of Scotch reserve. pep, They said, “we will mold his essential form On the old, conyentional Pie: ; ‘Inatiy races’ an tmhany types, give hk a. Roman nose, ‘he@yo favs eins Pillay eae over hecss eth TET shoowe, They stirred in a Norgeman’s sturdy will n added reason, and daring and hope, They poured in a beaker of old world pridewith good amd bad, . And thickened the mixture From sources both high and low. Then they stirred the congl The ture. ed around George Carter and Earl Holbrook vada County, June 8; 1944, to Mr. or WHITE—In Nevada City, Nevads Page Three _ It said. “The marines aboard the UT. {

: “yONDAY, JUNE 12, 1944. R. ameninaune a a NEVADA CITY NUGGET . th Brushes, Denture Adscales and Cleaners, Mouth Washes E. HARRIS REXALL DRUG STORE “Phone 100 : Sats’ tbe a a BLU ee! Ok Bh, Be . have to.” Se CHAPTER XIll _A man could be wron as well as right and often both right and wrong in anything he did. One was the Same as another like that. When you swapped leaders you’ only Swapped an equal chance of good or bad in a different way. That was what she would know. But Clay could be a convincing cuss when he set himself about it. Over his corn-meal bread and Steaks and coffee he watched toward the cook’s wagon with only a curious interest. Steve was over there, too, eating with them. But it was Joy that Clay was working on, making something light of it, with his hat pushed ‘back on his blond head and all of his big face showing her an easy reassurance, He could wheedle her when he wanted to, with a Sort of concerned gallantry, his blue eyes going momentarily grave. Then he could see their talk was coming to a decision, and his first feeling that Clay could get nowhere with Joy left him. For she stood briefly with a little frowning: doubt. Steve took her. arm and spoke to her. She nodded. They tossed their empty plates at: the wreck pan and came on toward the fire. He was not watching them now. They could have saved that decision, whatever it was. He: had his own ace-in this game. Stretched ‘ out against his bedroll,he looked up and saw the sky’s#*complete darkness. A misty air brushed his face. Without turning his* head he knew they had ‘stopped ‘a Qiiarter circle around the fire from hirn. “Well, Lew,” Clay said. He brought his eyes around. “School’s ‘out, Clay. Class dismissed. Sit down.” He grinned at Joy. « thie “We’vegot to know your plan,’’: she said: ‘ “All right. We’re turning west at dawn.’" He ‘held out one hand, palm up. “Here’s rain-coming. Indians won’t travel in the wet, so we’re safe enough tonight: Isn’t that about it?’”’ He glanced at the half ring of men to see what backing he would get: Some of them nodded. &“*Spoils ‘their féathers,”’ said Rebel John. . They'll ‘stay under cover now.” “Then we can count on that. If the rain holds tomorrow we can make better than twenty miles to the-west. We’ll be close to the Texas panhandle’ by that time. It’s thin safety, T ‘kridw,' but we can call on the army if we have trouble off of Indian lands.” “Army!’*-Clay mocked. ‘You got any idea where that is?” “There’s @ troop,” he said, “at Doan’s Crossing. I’m sending a man back tonight.’ : “That all you got?’’ Clay asked. “That’s all. Keep moving. Ex-. cept we can make a fight of it if we “Sure. Against’ six hundred Indians!”’ “Eleven men,” he pointed out, “held off more than that at Adobe \ Walls. But there won’t' be’ six hundred’ bucks. Half ‘of any tribe are squaws.” -He ‘leaned ‘back*’on his elbows. He needn't’ gd ‘on with an argument, and’ yét he wanted Clay ¥ Clay needed that fire of temper to . all go with the wagons? Let th * It eanie’ forced out with heat, where ‘tone “was called for, as if bolster him. up. «‘‘You’re right about turning wést.” But the herd’ travels too ‘slow. We'll: send. the wagons on ahead.” ‘‘What about splitting the men?’ he asked. ‘“‘You can’t divide this outfit now. You’d have no_protéction anywhere.”’ ~“Fhen send plenty with the wagons. Make sure of that. It’s Joy I’m thinking about!”’ Maybe. Yet Clay’s plan boiled down. simply. to abandoning the herd. He grinned dryly. ‘Why not Cheyennes take the cows.” “Ts “a Steve put in, “Clay’s right!” i Lew gave the boy a long straight look. . “Steve,” he said gently, “ye know better than that. You stand there in your’ dad’s boots and tell mie to desert four thousand .longhorns at the first scare of Indians. You've got more reasoi than you're telling. That's: plain enough. No man with any honest sense woul split his crew here or run off either. I Won’t.”* , ‘] vt ~ “Then I guess,” Steve said fiatly, “‘a showdown’s come. Hate to do it, Lew. Clay’s tak en *All right,” he said. ‘“That’s all of them siewly. ! extras, to be held by him in payment for half interest in his Powder River lands of Wyoming.” Ames Strayhorn, Tom Arnold’s attorney in Ox Bow, had witnessed and notarized the document. . : There was no loophole. Its legality was beyond question, and he couldn’t ‘help but feel the compliment of the old man’s trust in him. Joy was the first to look up. Any sudden surprise is hard to take for most people. You come up behind a man and only yell his name and most likely he gets mad. He thought it was that way with the girl now. She stared at him with a quick, bewildered anger. He saw Steve’s eyes lift from*the paper and strike at Clay, questioning him, all of their old hounded fear suddenly in them again. Of the three this turn seemed to hit Steve the worst. For Clay’s reactions were slow at times. His head came up. He stood like a huge bull swelling with his rage. It burst from him with the madness of one hardly knowing what he Said.’ “This changes nothing!’ “Clay,”’ he said, *‘‘that’s enough.” He' could. feel the scar across his cheek begin to itch and burn. ‘‘You call this a showdown. All. right,; let’s show! Something happened before ‘the start that’s made you want to block this herd from going north. Now you ‘think you’ve got your chance. You’d make Joy an excuse to let it go. Want to hear why? The Open A is corning up behind us. If we’ lose’ our herd to the Cheyemmes they'll pass with no trouble: There’s a stacked deal for you! It’s all you want.” i «© ; He saw Joy’s face down beside his. shoulder “turn. -from.anger. to shocked disbelief. She stared at Clay, drew back from both of them suddenly, holding them both with ‘darkly bitter eyes. Without speaking she walked with rigid steps toward her wagon. ; The group ‘of men had begun to break up. Joe’ Wheat rose drid'‘¢anie over in his casual ‘walk. a thin slat “This changes nothing.” of a man with a gaunt, morose face. But there was a. thing behind Joe Wheat’s morose silences that men understood. aie sf ¢ In his quiet drawl he said, ‘“‘Time for the first guard, ain’t it, Lew?” He turned his’ deeply ‘hollowed ‘eyes on Clay.’ “Our: wateh.”? ~ =.» + It was. Wheat’s plain statement that there had been’ no change in bosses. And tinder those quiet/hard eyes some of the'stifiness went from Clay. Manning’s back. With no more the old man started’ away. Lew’ followed him past the fire. “Not you, Joe,” he said. “I’m riding guard in your place. Youi’re going back to Doan’s.”” He picked up his saddle, carrying it.on to the night-guard horses: “‘We haven't come more than seventy miles. You lieutenant. He’ll come when knows have a girl along.” bh eeaEE Et, rite rf the direction of a wind. rea He .pulled to a stop and let the longhorns flow past, waving the men on as the drag end came abreast. Most of the crew were riding back here now, each with a rifle scabbard thrust under his left stirrup leather, stock forward, close to his hand. They had made a good start, beating the dawn by an hour. Thé cattle had risen of their own accord from the wet bed ground and would not feed in the rain. They were walking fast. He figured they had already made better than ten miles. Still his main hope had been that when the wind came it. would be out of the north—cold and stormy. What he felt against his cheek was a waim, melting breath from the south. It would clear the skies too soon. In a dead silence, as the clacking thud of the longhorns passed on,-he sat facing their back trail where even in this short time a breeze had begun to tear the gray curtain into shreds. As far as he could see the land was as flat as a floor, unbroken by any creek or dangerous hollows of ground. Five’ minutes’ wait brought him nothing. Riding on, to circle the

herd and come in at the point, he fell back upon an old confidence. Texans had met Indians beforé ‘in overwhelming numbers and got through all right: Except for Joy, he knew he would not be dreading it now. . «. When he passed her wagon, drawn up close along the point behind OwlHead Jackson’s, he saw that she had her father’s frontier forty-four lying on‘ the seat! © They ‘‘hadn’t® talked this ‘fiorning. He was going to ride on. She called him over. “Forget it, Lew.” She smiled. ‘‘Nothing’s bad enough to make you look like that.’’ “Well,” he said, ‘I got you into this.” E *And you’ll get us out.” She believed it. Her clear eyes showed him that. He grinned at neath his’ wet,’ soaked clothing. “‘Sure,”’ che said. ‘‘We’ll get out!” If only the fool longhorns could grow wings! In another hour . the rain had stopped. The herd -was grazing now, loose-kneed, “heads down, crawling at a slow, tormenting pace. A thick ground mist was left blowing northward. It gave them shelter until sometime past noon, H, The lift came abruptly in a layer of fog that rose and hung suspended overhead. He swung out from the . herd and looked beyond their close formation, hunting off southeast in the way from which Joe Wheat would come. But off there and on behind him the land stretched empty and flat. He brought ‘his eyes around slowly to hold’a fixed gaze on the back trail toward ‘the distant humps of the Wichita range. That emptiness was too good. © So far away that at first he -hardly caught it, looking like a part of the brown earth, 4 darker spot-of brown Was moving. . ae Be He yelled and crooked his arm at the dragmen. They jumped ‘theif mounts into a run toward’ his sidé of the point. Quarternight -ioped around to him. Moonlight’ Bailey and'young Jim Hope began to drive the leading horse herd Back: * “He waved the wagons over, and under that pressure of mules and horses and men: the point began to swing. Gradually four thousand longhorns were turning back upon theniselves, until they made a great letter. U. And then the gap closed as the leaders joineti the drags. There had’ been no ‘confusion to give ‘them a scare. They milled only a little and came to a stop in their compact pool. It had taken perhaps ‘ten minites’ time. “ ~ ‘Watching east; he had seen the _dark spot grow in size, coming on swiftly“in' these minutes. «1) ~' “John,” he said, “you’re an oldtimer at this. What would you say?” ee Sree * “Take it easy,” Quarternight answered. .“‘Set like we! are. They'll have to do their fancy ridin’ ‘first; If they get ‘too close’ we can outtalk ’em somie er: off.” His nées; an edger brightness shoré in his puckered old eyes. They ‘sat with men Spread out at intervals on ei the her? He Was stiddenlywarmed be. r side, the: twé . B. L. Dougiass. Mr. and Mrs. Cuffman and son came up from the bay distri¢t and spent a two day vacation in this city. Miss. Henrietta Jacchs; local’ P.-T: & T. operator is home from a vacation spent with friends in San Francisco. 1 Adrian Torpie is here to visit his parents. He has been employed in the ship yards in® Richmond as a marine electrician. His brother. is ‘. now employed at Bishop. Mrs. Lester Hubbard and son Jimmie, have gone to Long Beach io visit her husband, Lester Hubbard, chief petty officer third class. Miss June Laird left Nevada City June 3d for Alameda and started work last Monday-in a war plant. She will make her home: with Mr. and Mrs. Charles Tyhurst and daughter. by HAROLD CHANNING WIRE WNY On Thursday Mr. and Mrs. Pau! Superior Judge Raymond McIntosh; Jurkovich received a July Fourth of Sierra County will hear a trial in’ greeting from their son Bill Laird, the Nevada County court house to-. U. S. marine in the South Pacffic.day. He was here last Wednesday .o hear a case. The judge conducted a case in Auburn early last week. Mr. and Mrs. George L. Taylor and son passed throtigh Nevada City recently enroute to Beerkeley from Downieville where they visited with Taylor’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Ross Taylor. George Taylor and family have spent the past two years. in Climax, Colo., where he was employed as a dust’ control engineer. He will now be engaged in the state industrial hygiene engineering department. Mr. and Mrs. Bernard Lusk and daughters of Penryn passed through this city enroute to Downieville after a two year residence there. Lusk has accepted work with his brother, M. F. Lusk. : ‘ Mr. and Mrs. Buryl Burkhart of upper Boulder street have purchased a ranch in Mariposa county and plan to move there to’ make it their home. They have resided here three years. Mr. and Mrs. Bud Rogers have returned from Idaho ° where they Spent some time and are now at the home of her paretns, Mr. and Mrs. RELEASE S. S. Phoenix wish you a joyous 4th of July. May victory be ours this coming year’. It was sent May 21. Donner Lake Resort, closed for two years because ofwar conditions, is now stripped of its furniture. have purchased all the furnishings for resale. Everything movable that — belonged to the resourt is now stor-_ ed in b local warehouse. Mrs. Mare Bdmonds and her two _ daughters leave today for their new home in Berkeley. Mare Edmonds was recently transferred from the. Tahoe National Forest to the region-— al forest office in San. Francisco. BLODGETT—In Nevada City, Neand Mrs. Harold Blodgett, a “sam: ; DOUBVILLE—In Nevada City Nevada County, June 8, 1944, tomt: and Mrs. Arthur W. Doiibville of. Grass Valley, a son.) * a ede County, June 9, 1944, Pfe, and Mrs. Loyd E. White, a daughter. Bes JUST WONDERIN’ I wonder at the thinking ° ~ We'll be required to do, When peace comes bringing problems That are difficult and new. j Can we catch the larger vision Of a world where all are free, And write a shining chapter In the book of destiny? : : I_wonder at the wide diversity of thought -which surges >* on ‘ ! es 3 minds. in response tothe oft repeated phrase, “‘winning ine poaaae aie recall the days that follawed the last world war——the wild celebrations honor of the armistice, the long, disappointing struggle to. regain a “ny malcy’’ which had ceased to exist and a ‘pros y” ich: We “just around he corner.” © Pik — gg — Some of us are recall a pleasing one; it suggests somes, we must not be ‘misled, for it will time, laborand. above all, right — tact and courage. d long periods: 0? ill be just ships. Ht. cannet that there can be no doubt. be ee The evolution of human relationships bewan in that unrecorded ie iod of time when the first family chose a cave in primordial rocks .and up a crude system of house keeping. : ee ree aa establivhed, finally nations were born,’ , turbulent histo us to a time when a great American dreamed a dream of liberty a1 these words as a guide for vie Hf half slave and half free.’ Ae ; _ And now to us, Comes the greatest challenge of all time. Th planet which is our home and in which all are fellow tra : C8 half slave and half freé. Thére have been thos all the years to come. “A nation cannot ples and to unite with them. in’ the det shall evil men destroy or ‘pollute he temple that Conner. a ek AMEE cap I saw the powers that.fashion man Behd' over a clase “of brow, oii ate eg Mee And what they did as they labored there,Ww’ revealing to yous “9 { I'm no They poured in a measure of Irish blood And portions of ch and. Dane y. : Then tossed in B be wet bluff’ English heart From over the bounding main. They added a pinch of Spanish To give the coneoetion -verve, A goblet 6f Italy's ‘wine of joy And a wee drop of Scotch reserve. pep, They said, “we will mold his essential form On the old, conyentional Pie: ; ‘Inatiy races’ an tmhany types, give hk a. Roman nose, ‘he@yo favs eins Pillay eae over hecss eth TET shoowe, They stirred in a Norgeman’s sturdy will n added reason, and daring and hope, They poured in a beaker of old world pridewith good amd bad, . And thickened the mixture From sources both high and low. Then they stirred the congl The ture. ed around George Carter and Earl Holbrook vada County, June 8; 1944, to Mr. or WHITE—In Nevada City, Nevads Page Three _ It said. “The marines aboard the UT.. {