June 23, 1944 (4 pages)

a Sd oe Se Ae "THURSDAY, JUNE 22 , 1944, NEVADA CITY NUGGET Sa cee CSD TITTIES 1 TSR TT STE STI EXCLUSIVE DISTRIBUTOR . ADRIENNE COSMETICS are equal in quality to many higher ba priced lines. Try one or a number of these items under our guarantee. Made by the makers ! 1 of Cara Nome. 'R. E. HARRIS . . 1k REXALL DRUG STORE Phone 100 en t . qeseeeerttesebbesesecan Chamber of Ciisimeieee follow it? Where you going now?” Same. place they are.” Willy trudged on. In a moment he said By different ways.” He peered up at the Wichita Slope and turned his head around. “Here now.” -A dry canyon had opened. He turned up its narrow groove. A deeper grayness filled the narrow Canyon s him, old Willy on unhurried. When he halted it was with a sudden warning gesture, turning and patting his mouth. Lew swung off his horse and went to him afoot. They had come to a low divide at the top of the canyon. A little slope went gently down toward a big meadow that. made a lighter pool of gray in the dark basin of trees. They were not more than fifty yards from the first of many Indian camps. Their fires rimmed the meadow halfway around. But all of those in the further darkness seemed deserted except for women and children. ’s thin figure trudged ee detterte ite . e GET YOURS AT NUQQET . . in front of the lodges’ . an and pulled her back. : ". getting to be a bang-up family fight. Only this one close below them had men. Suddenly he gripped old Willy’s arm. “Like I thought,” Willy whispered. ‘‘This camp is Crazy Bear’s. It’s where he’d bring her then.” A stolid procession of bucks moved into the firelight. They had the girl. Their lodges made a little circle around the bright flames, not the gaudy skin tepees of Cheyennes in the north, -but the canvas imitatiofg that the government handed out. They were dirty and torn and loosely fitted on willow poles. The bottom edges were rolied up a foot from the ground. front of C@azy Bear who led the line. Her arms were down stiffly at her sides; her back was straight; he knew the defiance that blazed in her eyes. Near the fire Crazy Bear reached out .and touched her. She struck his hand away. Then a Swarm of women crowded up to them, filling the air with an angered talk. Quietly old Willy said, ‘Let’s work down.” ‘ The oak trunks sheltered -them. They worked into the black shadow of one of the lodges and came in behind its cone shape. Around Crazy Bear the squats’ high-noted talk was getting wild. Willy craned his neck and listened and whispered in a moment, “Ain’t they laying it into him though? They say he promised meat and brings back nothing but a girl!” Lew nodded. He didn’t blame these women for lighting into Crazy Bear. No meat hung from the poles nothing cooked over the fire pit. Crazy Bear was trying to get away from all that talk. Lew couldn’t understand one word of it himself and Willy was too busy listening. But it~seemed to him that when a woman got on the peck at a man it was the sanie in any language. These squaws were plenty sharp with their tongues. There was one, Crazy Bear’s wife, most likely, standing up close to him and screaming to get her say in above the rest. It was this one who suddenly turned on Joy and slapped her across the face. The girl reeled. The squaw caught her and shoved her hard into the doorway of a lodge. At the same time Crazy Bear made a grab for the big womIt was “Willy!”” Lew touched the old man’s side, Beneath the tepee next to the one in front of them he could see Joy crouched against the rolledup skirt. Willy nodded. He half rose and then bent down. ‘When you hear a cat cry and the horses running you go in. Head back the way we come.” He crept off silentthro the trees. su pay his legs‘drawn up ‘beneath him, his boot toes pressed hard against the ground. He _was a spring ready to unbend. Old Willy must have known where the horses were kept, and they must have been left standing in a bunch. For his wait seemed only a mo= ment. when a wildcat screeched from out toward the meadow. All the women suddenly shut: their mouths. The bucks stood rooted. There was that instant of dead hush; and then the kick and thud of frightened animals broke it, a rattle of nostrils and a drumming run. .The squaws were yelling again, a different kind of a yell, as they swarmed after the bucks who had bolted into the dark to §. stop their herd. He could see only children left. His long legs ys him in a flat dive toward the tepee’s rolled-up skirt. ; He spoke ‘her name quickly. “Joy!” he said, “this way!” She jerked around on her hands and knees. The firelight showed his face. The willow poles were close together. He had to break one with a shove of his arms to get her out. It went off like a pistol shot, and a little boy saw him and raised the cry: But he had pulled her through the opening; he was lifting her up and pushing her on. “Straight back!” he said. “Run!” . The women had seen him now. They screamed. He didn’t see the old buck until it was like a long black shadow leaping at him from the tepee’s side. He dropped his right fist and rammed it forward and struck the Indian in the loins. The figure doubled over on top of ‘him, falling. He rolled free and ran ™“ Wiftly. Still ahead “of . s “No, we’ve had enough, both of He watched Joy. She walked in . and the cavalry troop under young Lieutenant Eaton riding in an allnight search., j It was clear’ enough then why.the ; boyish lieutenant offered to escort {them on north. There were few . women of Joy’s kind in his frontier llife. For six days he rode’ beside . her wagon seat and paid his gallant . attention to her in the night camps. . But on the banks of the Canadian . he gave it up and turned east with his men toward Fort Reno. Now the Indian troublé was more than a week behind the Cross T herd, and except for one thing only a loss of two hundred cattle had resulted from that bad time. The one holdover was ‘in Clay Manning. Watching Clay this week, puzzled, Lew remembered how the big blond stared at them the morning they came back—one long look, turning away afterward without a word even to Joy. He-had thought it was only Clay’s jealous temper. But it was more than that. For a moment’s hot jealousy could not go on-eating aman day after day, turning him, as Clay had turned, neither sullen nor violent, but aloof and quiet almost to being docile. It was a thing hard to understand in his loud and full-blooded nature. In the night camps. during the short rest hour after supper he sat alone with his huge. shape hunched, his blond héad propped on a doubled fist like a man lost in deep thinking, and Clay had never been a thoughtful man. As the herd rolled northward across a well-watered country, growing fat on the headed grama grass and easily handled, the men could laze along in groups, talking away the hours. Yet he saw Clay riding an isolated swing position, holding apart now. even from Steve. He knew he was not the only one watching him, puzzled. But he heard no_talk until, drifting along in front of the point late one afternoon, Quarternight brought it up. “Something,” the old man offered, 00 $2 by HAROLD CHANNING WiRE cu $1 WNU RELEASE in spite of her grip on the saddle horn. His own fatigue had turned him numb at that point where it seemed he could go on forever. That was a bad sign. He knew the danger for them both of trying to Stay too long. There had been no chase behind them. Indians wouldn’t come on afoot in the night. It was safe enough. He pulled off in the dark and let his horse stop against the canyon wall. ‘‘We’ve got. to rest,’ he said. “I can make it, Lew.” of us.” He stepped down and lifted his hands for her and felt her stumble when she tried to walk. “Here,”’ he said and leaned his back against an oak trunk, bent his knees and brought her into his lap. The night was cold with the fog’s dampness. They couldn’t risk a fire. He unbuttoned the loose front of his cowskin coat and was working out of it when she ‘stopped him. “Don’t take it: off. Hold me in_Side.”’ It almost reached around her. He held her close. _ She looked up and shuddered. ‘*They smell so bad!” His arms tightened. He grinned a little. It seemed strange to. him that that one thing was what could sicken a woman’; mind. “A single . “has made a steer out of him. He wracking tremor ran through her ; used to be a bull.” body. That was all, as if all the . ‘More than that, John,” he said. horror of these hours had. been re-j « “a re like something’s cut leased from her then. She turned a boone : eg little and lay with a heavier weight Quarternight nodded. “Well, sure. in ati. vm selves. They’d better stay blind. * : Didn’t you ever notice,’ he asked, apart. He knew it for what it was. “ide : Fear and relief and their being alone how a man that runs the biggest together had made it. Knowing ‘©'uff folds up mighty — when her strict codes, he understood how . ¥™eone calls his sass ; little change there could be. She. ‘‘You think Clay’s had his hand had already given her: promise to . called then? another man. And yet this knowl“He did,” Quarternight — said, edge of how strongly she loved him . “twice. He lost ‘his head there was like a new force in himself. among the Indians. It could have them travel again, was a time set in . He had half. expected, riding from happened to any man. You get a the Wichitas that dawn, to find Willy . split second of time and you do the Nickle ahead of him along the North wrong thing. But we all saw it and Fork or out on the plain. But there Clay knows we did. He could have with a horrible stench in his face. . grabbed Joy from the wagon. InOut in the dark, he had-to call . stead he charges the horses and her name again to. find her. She . then you’re the one who makes the hadn’t known which way to go. rescue. His sort can’t stand that.” Then he had her by one arm and That was something, sure. It was was running with her up the gentle . the kind of a show that Clay fed on, RELATIVELY 19 « county association county, school district, and speciali umbia and was 59 -years of age, litdistrict levies in the county are intle is known about him in Downiecluded in the $481,767 levy for the: Ville. levy per $1000 of assessed value! amounted to $39.70 compared with $41.10 for 1942-43. the association found. Total levy of, property taxes for the cities counties . S school districts, and special districts; 2 ; é He throughout the state was $213,476 -. Valley June 29th, it was announes1 : 145 for 1943-44 and assessed value which these property taxes were levied amounted to $7,886,224,624. 1944-45 which control the amount of property tax levy California communities are already well under way the association pointed out. Tax leySs ies for 1944-45 depend on the size : oe and extent of these budgets. : 3 States has long been recognized as the backbone of the American way of life. Commonsense home rule by local governing boards has kept government service where the people want it and it has usually held taxes within their ability to pay. old fashioned common sense to the. budget problems of local government sized drop in property tax levies for 1944-45, the association declared. tg ae looking up. Softly she You know. there’s some men should Mrs. Ann Colby Fined 00 ine few hours, until dawn let i Sever get a good look at them. For Neglect Of Children : neglecting. her minor children, appeared before Justice of the Peace Charles Morehouse in Grass Valley and following conviction wag fined $50 and sentenced to three months Postponed from Saturday. pleaded not guilty, but taking the stand in her own behalf admitted the. principal charge, her children at home at night without adult care. nia wa sdrafted in Monterey’s Colton Hall in September 1849. Pid ic ! : . _Page Three { CHAPT h o sign of Willy, and he} ? ; oe ER ad been no sign of Willy, and he. iA aks 2 2 pas i knew the old fellow might even have . D2 soap pa re ay “Willy,” Lew said, “I’ve got to stayed in camp with the Cheyennes, . . ry ea Ownleville 2 Ow.” € crowded up close his trickery unknown to them. He . DOWNIEVEILLE, June 22.—Oran — “There’s the trail; why don’t pe had met, instead of Willy, Joe Wheat : Cole, 2 millwright employed by the . Calida Lumber Company at Brandy City, Sierra County, passed away Tuesday night at 6:30 o’clock at his room. here. He was the victim of v Nevaca. heart attack. /Dr. Carl Sutton was) 2 Property tax levies in county. averaged $26 for every $1,called bu the man was beyond help. 9 of assessed valuation in the} The deceased had been in the em-. _ for 1943-44 compared with: Ploy of the lumber company about 7 ‘for 1942-43 California taxpayers ! nine months, and beyond the fact reported today. Citv,) that he had relatives in British Col-, Which applied to the The remains were taken to Nototal assessed value of vada City in charge of Holmes Fu-rrent year 8 ,543,8 515 the county produces the average levy neral Home, where arrangements for per $1,000 of valuation. ‘burial are pending. Throughout the state the average . Mine Workers Protective League To Celebrate The Mirs Workers Protective — League will celebrate its 25th anmeeting in Gra-3 for 1943-44 niversary at its ‘yesterday. The anniversary’ falls on. a ‘June 25th ‘but its observance, will. be on the first meeting date follow= ing. : property in the state against ed . Refreshments will be served, gtat= Local government budgets for ed Ed Jones, secretary and an ap-— propriate program rendered. Due to” war Conditions the usual elabora‘s features of the celebration will b omitted. ‘ STEWIART—In Grass Valley, Ne-; vada County, June 18, 1944, to Mero and Mrs. Frank Stewart, a daughter. RS Local government in the United The trans-Siberian ‘railway wai . completed from Petrograd to Viadivostok in 1900, . as FS OC CE COS AUSTELLE DRESSES _ . A liberal dose of this same good California can result in a good Mrs. Ann Colby, charged with Frosty rayon sheer prints in one .and .two-piece styles, © touched up. with self-ruching. Eyelet-etched dirndl frocks of 1 Porous spun rayon. .Classic’’ rayon .shantung .shirtwasters* jail, suspended. The case had been Mrs. Colby waived jury trial, Bright florals, polka dots and pastels. 7.90 . 115 Mill Street, Grass Valley 3 that she had let The first constitution of Califor. slope. Behind them: the camp’s. and he had missed -his_ biggest noise was like a stirred-up nest of . chance. ' jays. But the horses were more “Then there’s the will Tom left,” important than anything else to an Quarternight was saying. ‘Clay’s Indian, and old Willy must have our foreman, and yet that will done a good stampeding job. showed the old man didn’t trust him Over the low divide he dropped to any. With it brought right out in a; walk and went on that way to . the open like that he hasn’t much keep from giving his buckskin a . face left. I hate to see it. As long fright. Once he heard it snort as a man blows around big and ahead of him in the dark. Yet the . joud you can about tell what he’ll do. reins were down. The little pony . But jet him turn inside himself and ‘had been taught to think he’d pull you never can.” his neck off if he jerked against } “Well, sure,” Lew said. “I guess dropped reins. : Raia sre are: 5 P They hadn't spoken. In the dark . Zoi half*tne antrer Gityit was he could see only the set mask of . ceit could have built itself up again. her face. It was hard to tell what ‘ E these hours had done. But she . , Whatever Joy igang pee gat ons wouldn’t break. Then the buckskin’s . feeling about this he had : vague shape moved and he said . Chance to know. For in these longquietly, “Easy, boy.” The moving . ¢St days of the year he was keeping stopped. He put his hands under . himself and his men in their sadher arms and forked her into the . dles for fifteen hours without a stop. They ate at night with their bed. HOLMES FUNERAL HOME * 24-HOUR AMBULANCE SERVICE _ 150 SOUTH AUBURN STREET PHONE 66 — GRASS VALLEY 246 SACRAMENTO STREET PHONE 308 NEVADA CITY’ _ : saddle.When he lifted the reins‘ ‘ 5 ht i rolls open and dropped asleep too the pony jumped. He brought its uchadinad ea $nike ll_ th around, grabbed : : > at aeune up neh the He thought it couldn’t last. But -cantle. Then he let the little ani. dawn. after dawn broke clear and mal go. mace Rives were sone 5 After the canyon’s first straight . wading water; they were alone far dip for a mile or so there was nothWest of the trail in virgin land. On ing in the absolute dark to let . the Fourth of July they crossed the him find the route himself back . Cimarron and entered the state of through the maze of forks. Yet he . Kansas . . . and that meant Dodge. . ‘had confidence in the pony. Buck. It was a high anticipation to buck them up through the endless hours. . skins must have been crossed with hound dogs somewhere. He’d backIf there had been any sign of what track his own trail if anything . was brewing in Clay Manning’s could. Even now he was winding . head before they reached the Mulalong in a sure way. ~ berry he missed it, seeing him so: Lew pressed his arms together. . little these days and not at all at “All right, Joy?”, night, when the first guard was alHer answer was faint. ‘I’m all nasal we before he came into camp right.” nen. : He did not ask again; but travelAn extra long drive brought them ing on for better than an hour, he . to Mulberry Creek after dark, ancould feel the sag of her body, a gling in from the southwest and conheaviness leaning back against him . verging now upon the main trail. Off eastward during the afternoon he Miss P li Rohrig had seen the dust clouds layered above advancing columns. It had Weds Paul Russell ‘. set him to figuring. The Open A Mrs. Emma Rohrig has announced could be among those duytfits. Perthe wedding of her daughter Pauline pare = is na gigs bs oon Elizabeth to Paul Earl Russel in the beef; or half a dozen herds Baptist parsonage at Reno, Nevada,/ have joined up and forced pe on June 17th. The marriage was per-. way through the Nations. He would formed by Rev. Brewster Adams. know poopie joey was the last The bride wor a blue silk goingeens Om i : bone = LPs awa gown and a corsage of white orsettling the longborns that aiait he chids. She is a graduate of the Necould see the lights of the rales vada City High School and of Mt./ glowing through the darkness across St. Mary’s Academy. She is employ-. fifteen miles of level plain. While ed by the telephone company. _ southeast along the Mulberry there . The bridegroom is an employe of the Southern Pacific Company. The couple will make their home in Neothe i herds. & began to break out the dotted campvada City.

a Sd oe Se Ae "THURSDAY, JUNE 22 , 1944, NEVADA CITY NUGGET Sa cee CSD TITTIES 1 TSR TT STE STI EXCLUSIVE DISTRIBUTOR . ADRIENNE COSMETICS are equal in quality to many higher ba priced lines. Try one or a number of these items under our guarantee. Made by the makers ! 1 of Cara Nome. 'R. E. HARRIS . . 1k REXALL DRUG STORE Phone 100 en t . qeseeeerttesebbesesecan Chamber of Ciisimeieee follow it? Where you going now?” Same. place they are.” Willy trudged on. In a moment he said By different ways.” He peered up at the Wichita Slope and turned his head around. “Here now.” -A dry canyon had opened. He turned up its narrow groove. A deeper grayness filled the narrow Canyon s him, old Willy on unhurried. When he halted it was with a sudden warning gesture, turning and patting his mouth. Lew swung off his horse and went to him afoot. They had come to a low divide at the top of the canyon. A little slope went gently down toward a big meadow that. made a lighter pool of gray in the dark basin of trees. They were not more than fifty yards from the first of many Indian camps. Their fires rimmed the meadow halfway around. But all of those in the further darkness seemed deserted except for women and children. ’s thin figure trudged ee detterte ite . e GET YOURS AT NUQQET . . in front of the lodges’ . an and pulled her back. : ". getting to be a bang-up family fight. Only this one close below them had men. Suddenly he gripped old Willy’s arm. “Like I thought,” Willy whispered. ‘‘This camp is Crazy Bear’s. It’s where he’d bring her then.” A stolid procession of bucks moved into the firelight. They had the girl. Their lodges made a little circle around the bright flames, not the gaudy skin tepees of Cheyennes in the north, -but the canvas imitatiofg that the government handed out. They were dirty and torn and loosely fitted on willow poles. The bottom edges were rolied up a foot from the ground. front of C@azy Bear who led the line. Her arms were down stiffly at her sides; her back was straight; he knew the defiance that blazed in her eyes. Near the fire Crazy Bear reached out .and touched her. She struck his hand away. Then a Swarm of women crowded up to them, filling the air with an angered talk. Quietly old Willy said, ‘Let’s work down.” ‘ The oak trunks sheltered -them. They worked into the black shadow of one of the lodges and came in behind its cone shape. Around Crazy Bear the squats’ high-noted talk was getting wild. Willy craned his neck and listened and whispered in a moment, “Ain’t they laying it into him though? They say he promised meat and brings back nothing but a girl!” Lew nodded. He didn’t blame these women for lighting into Crazy Bear. No meat hung from the poles nothing cooked over the fire pit. Crazy Bear was trying to get away from all that talk. Lew couldn’t understand one word of it himself and Willy was too busy listening. But it~seemed to him that when a woman got on the peck at a man it was the sanie in any language. These squaws were plenty sharp with their tongues. There was one, Crazy Bear’s wife, most likely, standing up close to him and screaming to get her say in above the rest. It was this one who suddenly turned on Joy and slapped her across the face. The girl reeled. The squaw caught her and shoved her hard into the doorway of a lodge. At the same time Crazy Bear made a grab for the big womIt was “Willy!”” Lew touched the old man’s side, Beneath the tepee next to the one in front of them he could see Joy crouched against the rolledup skirt. Willy nodded. He half rose and then bent down. ‘When you hear a cat cry and the horses running you go in. Head back the way we come.” He crept off silentthro the trees. su pay his legs‘drawn up ‘beneath him, his boot toes pressed hard against the ground. He _was a spring ready to unbend. Old Willy must have known where the horses were kept, and they must have been left standing in a bunch. For his wait seemed only a mo= ment. when a wildcat screeched from out toward the meadow. All the women suddenly shut: their mouths. The bucks stood rooted. There was that instant of dead hush; and then the kick and thud of frightened animals broke it, a rattle of nostrils and a drumming run. .The squaws were yelling again, a different kind of a yell, as they swarmed after the bucks who had bolted into the dark to §. stop their herd. He could see only children left. His long legs ys him in a flat dive toward the tepee’s rolled-up skirt.. ; He spoke ‘her name quickly. “Joy!” he said, “this way!” She jerked around on her hands and knees. The firelight showed his face. The willow poles were close together. He had to break one with a shove of his arms to get her out. It went off like a pistol shot, and a little boy saw him and raised the cry: But he had pulled her through the opening; he was lifting her up and pushing her on. “Straight back!” he said. “Run!” . The women had seen him now. They screamed. He didn’t see the old buck until it was like a long black shadow leaping at him from the tepee’s side. He dropped his right fist and rammed it forward and struck the Indian in the loins. The figure doubled over on top of ‘him, falling. He rolled free and ran ™“ Wiftly. Still ahead “of . s “No, we’ve had enough, both of He watched Joy. She walked in . and the cavalry troop under young Lieutenant Eaton riding in an allnight search., j It was clear’ enough then why.the ; boyish lieutenant offered to escort {them on north. There were few . women of Joy’s kind in his frontier llife. For six days he rode’ beside . her wagon seat and paid his gallant . attention to her in the night camps. . But on the banks of the Canadian . he gave it up and turned east with his men toward Fort Reno. Now the Indian troublé was more than a week behind the Cross T herd, and except for one thing only a loss of two hundred cattle had resulted from that bad time. The one holdover was ‘in Clay Manning. Watching Clay this week, puzzled, Lew remembered how the big blond stared at them the morning they came back—one long look, turning away afterward without a word even to Joy. He-had thought it was only Clay’s jealous temper. But it was more than that. For a moment’s hot jealousy could not go on-eating aman day after day, turning him, as Clay had turned, neither sullen nor violent, but aloof and quiet almost to being docile. It was a thing hard to understand in his loud and full-blooded nature. In the night camps. during the short rest hour after supper he sat alone with his huge. shape hunched, his blond héad propped on a doubled fist like a man lost in deep thinking, and Clay had never been a thoughtful man. As the herd rolled northward across a well-watered country, growing fat on the headed grama grass and easily handled, the men could laze along in groups, talking away the hours. Yet he saw Clay riding an isolated swing position, holding apart now. even from Steve. He knew he was not the only one watching him, puzzled. But he heard no_talk until, drifting along in front of the point late one afternoon, Quarternight brought it up. “Something,” the old man offered, 00 $2 by HAROLD CHANNING WiRE cu $1 WNU RELEASE in spite of her grip on the saddle horn. His own fatigue had turned him numb at that point where it seemed he could go on forever. That was a bad sign. He knew the danger for them both of trying to Stay too long. There had been no chase behind them. Indians wouldn’t come on afoot in the night. It was safe enough.

He pulled off in the dark and let his horse stop against the canyon wall. ‘‘We’ve got. to rest,’ he said. “I can make it, Lew.” of us.” He stepped down and lifted his hands for her and felt her stumble when she tried to walk. “Here,”’ he said and leaned his back against an oak trunk, bent his knees and brought her into his lap. The night was cold with the fog’s dampness. They couldn’t risk a fire. He unbuttoned the loose front of his cowskin coat and was working out of it when she ‘stopped him. “Don’t take it: off. Hold me in_Side.”’ It almost reached around her. He held her close. _ She looked up and shuddered. ‘*They smell so bad!” His arms tightened. He grinned a little. It seemed strange to. him that that one thing was what could sicken a woman’; mind. “A single . “has made a steer out of him. He wracking tremor ran through her ; used to be a bull.” body. That was all, as if all the . ‘More than that, John,” he said. horror of these hours had. been re-j « “a re like something’s cut leased from her then. She turned a boone : eg little and lay with a heavier weight Quarternight nodded. “Well, sure. in ati. vm selves. They’d better stay blind. * : Didn’t you ever notice,’ he asked, apart. He knew it for what it was. “ide : Fear and relief and their being alone how a man that runs the biggest together had made it. Knowing ‘©'uff folds up mighty — when her strict codes, he understood how . ¥™eone calls his sass ; little change there could be. She. ‘‘You think Clay’s had his hand had already given her: promise to . called then? another man. And yet this knowl“He did,” Quarternight — said, edge of how strongly she loved him . “twice. He lost ‘his head there was like a new force in himself. among the Indians. It could have them travel again, was a time set in . He had half. expected, riding from happened to any man. You get a the Wichitas that dawn, to find Willy . split second of time and you do the Nickle ahead of him along the North wrong thing. But we all saw it and Fork or out on the plain. But there Clay knows we did. He could have with a horrible stench in his face. . grabbed Joy from the wagon. InOut in the dark, he had-to call . stead he charges the horses and her name again to. find her. She . then you’re the one who makes the hadn’t known which way to go.. rescue. His sort can’t stand that.” Then he had her by one arm and That was something, sure. It was was running with her up the gentle . the kind of a show that Clay fed on, RELATIVELY 19 « county association county, school district, and speciali umbia and was 59 -years of age, litdistrict levies in the county are intle is known about him in Downiecluded in the $481,767 levy for the: Ville. levy per $1000 of assessed value! amounted to $39.70 compared with $41.10 for 1942-43. the association found. Total levy of, property taxes for the cities counties . S school districts, and special districts; 2 ; é He throughout the state was $213,476 -. Valley June 29th, it was announes1 : 145 for 1943-44 and assessed value which these property taxes were levied amounted to $7,886,224,624. 1944-45 which control the amount of property tax levy California communities are already well under way the association pointed out. Tax leySs ies for 1944-45 depend on the size : oe and extent of these budgets. : 3 States has long been recognized as the backbone of the American way of life. Commonsense home rule by local governing boards has kept government service where the people want it and it has usually held taxes within their ability to pay. old fashioned common sense to the. budget problems of local government sized drop in property tax levies for 1944-45, the association declared. tg ae looking up. Softly she You know. there’s some men should Mrs. Ann Colby Fined 00 ine few hours, until dawn let i Sever get a good look at them. For Neglect Of Children : neglecting. her minor children, appeared before Justice of the Peace Charles Morehouse in Grass Valley and following conviction wag fined $50 and sentenced to three months Postponed from Saturday. pleaded not guilty, but taking the stand in her own behalf admitted the. principal charge, her children at home at night without adult care. nia wa sdrafted in Monterey’s Colton Hall in September 1849. Pid ic ! : . _Page Three { CHAPT h o sign of Willy, and he} ? ; oe ER ad been no sign of Willy, and he. iA aks 2 2 pas i knew the old fellow might even have . D2 soap pa re ay “Willy,” Lew said, “I’ve got to stayed in camp with the Cheyennes, . . ry ea Ownleville 2 Ow.” € crowded up close his trickery unknown to them. He . DOWNIEVEILLE, June 22.—Oran — “There’s the trail; why don’t pe had met, instead of Willy, Joe Wheat : Cole, 2 millwright employed by the . Calida Lumber Company at Brandy City, Sierra County, passed away Tuesday night at 6:30 o’clock at his room. here. He was the victim of v Nevaca. heart attack. /Dr. Carl Sutton was) 2 Property tax levies in county. averaged $26 for every $1,called bu the man was beyond help. 9 of assessed valuation in the} The deceased had been in the em-. _ for 1943-44 compared with: Ploy of the lumber company about 7 ‘for 1942-43 California taxpayers ! nine months, and beyond the fact reported today. Citv,) that he had relatives in British Col-, Which applied to the The remains were taken to Nototal assessed value of vada City in charge of Holmes Fu-rrent year 8 ,543,8 515 the county produces the average levy neral Home, where arrangements for per $1,000 of valuation. ‘burial are pending. Throughout the state the average . Mine Workers Protective League To Celebrate The Mirs Workers Protective — League will celebrate its 25th anmeeting in Gra-3 for 1943-44 niversary at its ‘yesterday. The anniversary’ falls on. a ‘June 25th ‘but its observance, will. be on the first meeting date follow= ing. : property in the state against ed . Refreshments will be served, gtat= Local government budgets for ed Ed Jones, secretary and an ap-— propriate program rendered. Due to” war Conditions the usual elabora‘s features of the celebration will b omitted. ‘ STEWIART—In Grass Valley, Ne-; vada County, June 18, 1944, to Mero and Mrs. Frank Stewart, a daughter. RS Local government in the United The trans-Siberian ‘railway wai . completed from Petrograd to Viadivostok in 1900, . as FS OC CE COS AUSTELLE DRESSES _ . A liberal dose of this same good California can result in a good Mrs. Ann Colby, charged with Frosty rayon sheer prints in one .and .two-piece styles, © touched up. with self-ruching. Eyelet-etched dirndl frocks of 1 Porous spun rayon. ..Classic’’ rayon .shantung .shirtwasters* jail, suspended. The case had been Mrs. Colby waived jury trial, Bright florals, polka dots and pastels. 7.90 . 115 Mill Street, Grass Valley 3 that she had let The first constitution of Califor. slope. Behind them: the camp’s. and he had missed -his_ biggest noise was like a stirred-up nest of . chance. ' jays. But the horses were more “Then there’s the will Tom left,” important than anything else to an Quarternight was saying. ‘Clay’s Indian, and old Willy must have our foreman, and yet that will done a good stampeding job. showed the old man didn’t trust him Over the low divide he dropped to any. With it brought right out in a; walk and went on that way to . the open like that he hasn’t much keep from giving his buckskin a . face left. I hate to see it. As long fright. Once he heard it snort as a man blows around big and ahead of him in the dark. Yet the . joud you can about tell what he’ll do. reins were down. The little pony . But jet him turn inside himself and ‘had been taught to think he’d pull you never can.” his neck off if he jerked against } “Well, sure,” Lew said. “I guess dropped reins. : Raia sre are: 5 P They hadn't spoken. In the dark . Zoi half*tne antrer Gityit was he could see only the set mask of . ceit could have built itself up again. her face. It was hard to tell what ‘ E these hours had done. But she . , Whatever Joy igang pee gat ons wouldn’t break. Then the buckskin’s . feeling about this he had : vague shape moved and he said . Chance to know. For in these longquietly, “Easy, boy.” The moving . ¢St days of the year he was keeping stopped. He put his hands under . himself and his men in their sadher arms and forked her into the . dles for fifteen hours without a stop. They ate at night with their bed. HOLMES FUNERAL HOME * 24-HOUR AMBULANCE SERVICE _ 150 SOUTH AUBURN STREET PHONE 66 — GRASS VALLEY 246 SACRAMENTO STREET PHONE 308 NEVADA CITY’ _ : saddle.When he lifted the reins‘ ‘ 5 ht i rolls open and dropped asleep too the pony jumped. He brought its uchadinad ea $nike ll_ th around, grabbed : : > at aeune up neh the He thought it couldn’t last. But -cantle. Then he let the little ani. dawn. after dawn broke clear and mal go. mace Rives were sone 5 After the canyon’s first straight . wading water; they were alone far dip for a mile or so there was nothWest of the trail in virgin land. On ing in the absolute dark to let . the Fourth of July they crossed the him find the route himself back . Cimarron and entered the state of through the maze of forks. Yet he . Kansas . . . and that meant Dodge. . ‘had confidence in the pony. Buck. It was a high anticipation to buck them up through the endless hours. . skins must have been crossed with hound dogs somewhere. He’d backIf there had been any sign of what track his own trail if anything . was brewing in Clay Manning’s could. Even now he was winding . head before they reached the Mulalong in a sure way. ~ berry he missed it, seeing him so: Lew pressed his arms together. . little these days and not at all at “All right, Joy?”, night, when the first guard was alHer answer was faint. ‘I’m all nasal we before he came into camp right.” nen. : He did not ask again; but travelAn extra long drive brought them ing on for better than an hour, he . to Mulberry Creek after dark, ancould feel the sag of her body, a gling in from the southwest and conheaviness leaning back against him . verging now upon the main trail. Off eastward during the afternoon he Miss P li Rohrig had seen the dust clouds layered above advancing columns. It had Weds Paul Russell ‘. set him to figuring. The Open A Mrs. Emma Rohrig has announced could be among those duytfits. Perthe wedding of her daughter Pauline pare = is na gigs bs oon Elizabeth to Paul Earl Russel in the beef; or half a dozen herds Baptist parsonage at Reno, Nevada,/ have joined up and forced pe on June 17th. The marriage was per-. way through the Nations. He would formed by Rev. Brewster Adams. know poopie joey was the last The bride wor a blue silk goingeens Om i : bone = LPs awa gown and a corsage of white orsettling the longborns that aiait he chids. She is a graduate of the Necould see the lights of the rales vada City High School and of Mt./ glowing through the darkness across St. Mary’s Academy. She is employ-. fifteen miles of level plain. While ed by the telephone company. _ southeast along the Mulberry there . The bridegroom is an employe of the Southern Pacific Company. The couple will make their home in Neothe i herds. & began to break out the dotted campvada City.