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THE ENDICOTT TIMES, -WEDNESDAY MAR. 25 1931 THE ENDICOTT TIMES j ESTABLISHED 1851 I Published every Wednesday at 124 Nsroticoke Avenne, Endicott, N. Y., I A GOLFER IS PRAC r by J. M. Lloyd subscription Rate—In New York and Pennsylvania, $2.80 a year in advance. All other territory in U. S..' Canada and Foreign. $3.00 per year in advance. entered as second class matter at the Post Office at Union, under the Act of March 8, 1879. Phone: Endicott 1371 N. Y. THEODORE HiJ\_M6gSE_ — Editor and_Managgr _ . HAROLD J. GILLIN — .Advertising Manager WEEK ENDING WEDNESDAY^.MARCH. 25,,1931 UNCERTAINTY' Rather a peculiar thing the way this sunshine of the past few days affects human nature, the strangest and most inexpliquable phenomena of life. Sunshine, the warm Spring air, after a winter of leaden skies, of snow flumes and slush, of bitter cold North winds, days of dreariness and confinement to artificially heated dwel lings and offices. Perhaps its not the mere fact of sunshine which brings the smile to our faces and optimism to our breasts. Maybe its merely the change for the better which we see approaching. Longer days, days when, the work done, we catch those hours of daylight for out door recreation and rest Sunny week-ends, a trip to the country or the lake, to drink in the beaaty-of Tiatarer| the freshness\ of a clarified atmosphere, mellowed \by old *JOCT WoW TrlAT •SEASONS HAS SH6 VUOM'T aee HER. HUiBAWb. - - AGAIN FOB. ATC USA ST .rtONTTHS. Mo «ja c*» -me -cewrw -TEE - A K AUVJ6 - AMCSk\ - «.OM 6 - HERMAN) JOST so -rue e^a_y PATHefeUESS Amtrkin New* 7ntvm. 1st. THE OiOC TIHE THS ultfG H«SARS FR«» H1M IS (*JHOJ HE fieAM ^S HOME HIS %, . uia.cn. He VUAWTS HIS ..THUftSBAY WH^< WOT HAMS \ A f=e«*J 3TQOO <S RAPHEB S OfOl THG COUBCS\ IK) TOUCH w nn VOOR \»nt e OUR NEW SERIAL :- When the Winter Coat Becomes Irksome Here's a Suggestion r Im The kid was running away, but he wit* taking Iiss tune about it, and he J.yi'.\y\*l -awry foot_cf lus-ilighl^ [e was running away frvm several tl.i.ig& that had-begnn ViJiairy lunv even at twenty his father's enemies Sol's warm rays. The fragrance of budding trees, of exquisite flowers, of newly mown hay, bringing above all the optimism which breeds ideas. But Spring, and the uncertainty of March weather, holds a spell over us all. The tantalizing rays of sun shine which peep forth from behind tufted specks of white in the cold blue of the zenith. The uncertainty, the romance and mystery of the world which makes life worth living. And just so does the uncertainty of pres- i ent conditions tantalize, disappoint, and paradoxically, please us. We know from our past experience that the warmth of the summer sun is only a matter of time. So too, do we know that the business depression which has caused more or less slack.work and reduced incomes to many of us has been but temporary and cannot last. Our common sense and knowledge of history shows us that the peculiarities and vagaries of human nature require the ups and downs of life and its incidents to keep us mentally balanced and alert. Monotony kills and destroys the tendency of mankind to seek better things. Uncertainty but wakens the mind and forces the creation of new ideas which tend to the inevitable progress of the human race. First Installment -such an had uutlival suaibht-.-liou 1 kid caught it with one sweep of his long arm that gathered in the trailing reins. He was sitting there on his horse, staring incredulously down at the dead man. when another horseman came gal- lopirijg down a grassy ridge,_no .more tfian' •a~stoneV \throw away—Th£~lda\ turned and looked at him hardly along The Iwiiel ufnis gun. \Yo'all stop where yo're at,\ he.com- ing old Killer Reeves, but he was not running from the enemies so much as fr..m the impending necessity of shoot ing them. The kid had no ambition for carrying on the feud and getting the name of being a killer, like Pap. He did not want to kill, he had seen too much of that and it carried neither novelty nor the glamour of adventure. Then, too, he was running away from a girl who had called him Tiger Eye to his face. The kid felt a streak of fire shoot up his spine when he thcmirht of the way she had pronounced tli men called him. Always be-j ad accepted it just as he would .cepted any other nickname sug- J gc.ied by something in his character or appearance, but she had made it a taunt. He couldn't change the yellow stare of his right eye, any more than he could remember not to sqtrmt his blue left eye nearly shut when he realjy meant something. His mother always told him he got that tiger eye at a cir cus she had visited before he was born. The kid didn't know about that, but he knew he had it and that it was \ the eye that looked down a gun barrel' when he practised shooting: the eye \that sUrerf-back when-some body-tried to give him some of their lip. They didn't, very often, they seemed to ex pect him to ride with his right glove nff and his eun loose in its hols manded in his soil drawling voice, and the stranger stupped, throwing up both hands la ^ly as he did so. The kid surv nm critically with his peculiar, i , .sh eye, the other squint ed half-shut. It gave him a deadly look in spite of his boyishness, but he cjid not know tliat. must pick their way carefully but where they left no track. Down along the-rim of the benchland, past '.ha head of the coulee marked on the man as Wheeler's. Once, the kid looked down almost upon the roof of tk< cabin. A woman came out and began pnHing ^fhe xlolftes- off-- tfielinc, her back to the bluff. A baby in a pmK dress-toddled-out-on-the-tloorstepr-sai down violently and began to squirm backward off the step, w neeier s rjaby. Only there wasn't any Wheeler, any more. Just a heap of drcssed-up bones and meat, back there in the trail. What devil's luck was it that had made the kid shoot wide, like that? L'«e.l to shoot the pips out of cards vlv held out for hin)—sis would YWHO do you; reckon h**,,tt*. •. - yVvwont'job nvrthe ; w>rUt;?lIIr<;i' «k*_t Jcaow, of.c«MM«^<Mrt:#»ra. body, thinks his own Job.U pretty. r ; .W«•.•.•wen u *;Jpl^t A hM^i^^I«J ^V^-^• But the iuy that hia the Mosttrou- fx?%'- Met, T.thlnir,' tii thtfone that listens X V J .v «j toaII~tne' complaints at the Jale- !,,:'»:.> phone office, or at the V gas com- - panyy or.at the street car, head* . „•<:'• ^! heard that a lot of cojnpUiat*' '-\ _takers Icld a convention oho timt,- and they an\were\ib^cproslc^lyy'\ their troubles-that they said they • '•• didn't expect to find rest, even 'in heaven. Afterwards they all\ died. They got together on the \other side, and everybody seemed to be\ getting; rested np and pleasant i J; v - nH HAVE a friend who occupied a prominent official position U ••Washington for a number of' years. After his retirement be opened an office and let it be known that he would act as an adviser to individuals and companies having busines to transact with the government. Recently he told me that bis first year's income was about ten times as large as he had dared to hope for. \The only way I can explain it is that I am now cashing in on my life-time habit of doing things for people,\ he said. \When I was in office I never could see why it wasn't worth while to go to a little trouble for folks if you could do it properly. So when a man came to mc I didn't try to side-step by saying, 'You will have to take that matter up with such and such a department.' I just tried to help him out. \I wasn't scheming about it. I had no con§cious notion that I was laying up treasure tn Heaven, or anything of that sort. \But apparently people rcniemljered and appreciated, and now they are taking pleasure in paying me back.\ Neither by temperament nor conviction do I belong to the United Brotherhood of Pollyannas. I do not hold that we live in the best of all possible worlds, nor that selfishness is always punished and virtue always rewarded. On the contrary, I see many notable examples of men who have apparently never done a gracious thing in their whole lives who yet have achieved fortunes and are quite serene and con tented in the enjoyment of the good things of the world. But at several different times in my own experience I have been surprised by having bread which I had cast on the waters and forgotten come back to me spread with good butter and even considerable jam. One of the most valuable contacts of my business life grew out of work which I did for a certain charitable organization, •with no thought of personal gain. And a large piece of business once walked into my office, sent by the brother of a man whom I had been able to help many -years before, and in. an entirely different part of the country. Speaking generally, I should say that the chance of being Awarded for good works is sufficient so that any man is justified, from a purely selfish standpoint, in going out of his way roc- , caeionally to be kind. To say nothing of the fact that doing things for other people bringK* personal satisfaction which it, in itself, a reward. off and his gun loose in its bolster, the way Pap always did. But the kid never wanted to shoot any one. That was the main reason why he had left home. That was nearly six weeks ago. The kid had pointed his pony's nose to the north and never once had he spread his blankets twice in the same camp. He'd be in Canada if he didn't stop pretty soon, he thought. He didn't Want anything of Canada; too cold up there. TfeM stay down in Montana. Lots of the boys went up into •Mon tana with the big trail herds and didn't come back; seemed to like the country fine. It was nice country, all right, and the- kid decided that h= had about rtached the end of his Journey. From where the trail approached the edge of a high, wide plateau, he had a splendid view of the country spread out below him. He could look right down into the wide mouth of that coulee and see cor- rals, the squatty stable and the small house backed up against the red sand stone wall. Maybe he could get a job anil atop right there, without looking any farther^ The sad swung his slim body around \That's all right—I'm a friend. Think I'd rode out in sight iff J X wasn't?\ the stranger remarked easily. \I'm riding for the Poole.\ Without moving his gate, the kid tilted his *bead slightly toward the twisted figure on the ground. \Yo'all heahd what he said?\ \Yeah I heard 'im. He had it coming Kid.\ \I aimed to shoot his gun ahm down. _ didn't aim to kill him.\ | \You'd been outa luck. Kid, if you hadn't He'tfa' got you. _ \Plumb crary,\ said the kid. \Com-; in' at me thataway\ \Sure was. You from the South?\ \Rraros the kid answered suc cinctly. bold cards out for him to shoot, an; time. Merer had missed thata ; -way before. The kid could '•oot understand it It Worried him almost as much as the Jailing. , v Babe Gamer had a soar cabin, oot to be approached save from one direc tion, up a bare steep little. ridg« to sj walled-in •-basin, wherev two ! ' J ~—• bubbled out from the'rock 1 oozed away through ferns and.\ grass with little blue Sower* tStitsg the tops, » ,. J- When they had eaten, Babe took paper-bound novel down off a *' shelf where many more He glanced at the Idd is \Lots to read if yon want offered. \MaJoj yourself to home, \Well says one.of tho new* comers, \I'm awful glad to see you guys! And you remember what we used to say about not being happy in heaven? I'm ashamed of myself for saving that, every- thwg 'B so much better here than it was in our old jobs on earth. Heaven is a lot better than I ever expected to geo it\ \Why. you big ftsh,\ says one of the oldest inhabitants of the place, \did you think you were in heaven? This is hell I\ American News Features, Inc. •i -M -ii ii i I-H 1111 n n i -H -i-f KITCHEN \CUPBOARD -By-NELLIE MAX WELL My I be- H ERE we are, quite u few of us, up North— who for reasons best known to. ourselves are not spending the ' winter on sandy benches under southern sKles—ar- -flvc'dat the cru'dni \-hodr when th \e winter coat becomes Irksome and we feel the urge to la; It aside In favor of a costume suited to lin gering flurries of sno'w nnd cold, yet withal suggesting the llghtsome- ness oi spring..;.,, f What to do.aje, that's the ques tion of mapy and-'many a woman n»fa H~WBo~flgflB~trerBe1f pluctfd In UilB ~TUn \ clae *~~ Te l vel - 8el woru wltlrr-Biuart \Yeah. My name's Garner Babe Garner. How come you're ridt.. *> Wheeler's f\ \Reckon III take a ride,\ the ldd said quietly. \Aim v. jret the lay of J the land.\ The kid gave one further look at . \°\j^f\. PM* «» di SA,*? h ^ Garner, deefded that he was all right £°ni beneath his lashes. Want any and hoistered his gun. help? We're pardners from now \This place over heah was the dos- . ye ' est,\ the explained. \This Wheelah?\ Don't need right now, thank*,' 'said the kid. \Yo'all lay still and read • . .u t - J: I TT:. i yoah book. Babe. Ill come back.'\ the paper up into the kids face. -Hisl' _. , _., own steely eyes were questioning, im- pressed. \You sure. a« hell donVwaste. ^ like the cry of some any hme._Mind teUm me ycrar nameT| . ^ ^ \u.-pooi boys hail each \Bob Reeves.\ The kid looked full other that way at night Safer. You Jo Use saddle to sec if his pack horse ma cbrissng right along as be should, aad aa he .did so bis buckskin horse WnaKad mari shied violently away from JMtnctntng white frittering ia the top (A a toapweed alongside the road. He spurred Pecos toward the white fctter, talking to hinT softly, leaned over and plucked the paper off the posh and- nrimtned - the thing as be rode. It seemed to be a erode map of the coaatry lying down below him, be tween the bench and the river. t The ldd spread the paper fiat on his saddle horn and got it lined up. with the country. Yes, here was the, place be was coming to. According, to the p?per, the ranch was owned by a man' named Nate Wheeler and his brand was the Cross O. He was In luck. He could rkle right up and call the mas by name, just as if he 'd heard all about him. It would make a difference, all right Nate Wheeler' wouldn 't think he was just some fly-by-night stranger riding through. He 'd probably give htm work; he would, -if he had any. A man was riding toward him, com ing out of the wide-armed coulee to the left—the one which the map had identified as Nate Wheeler's, place. The kid saw him the minute he came iVound the bold rock ledge that marked that end of the coulee and?he won-, acred if this might not be Nate Whee ler himself: He'd ask him, anyway, lis soon as they met The two solitary horsemen rode up into sight of each other suddenly, fifty yards apart and the slope drop ping away on dthef side. The rancher jerked his horse up as if about to wheel and ride back whence he came. The ldd kept straight on. Then the rsricher did a most amazing thing. He yanked his gun from its holster, drove th% spurs against his horse, and came lunging .straight at the kid.' Draw, you-coyotel, rm 'comin'a- shpptin'r he yelled as'he rode. - Xhe ldd was caught completely off his guard,;but be had been'trained in a hard .'school '.that, accepted., no ,'excuse for fumbling. ''The; povhviol his 1 forty-five.,was not s^spufclsec'ond 'slower than the other. '\He felt a vici ous jerk at. his hat as his finger tightened ground'the trigger of his gUn. -Jhen he \was riding: forward to where-the man had toppled from his horse. The little pinto shied away and would have started'running,''but the * G \™£ ^^\Sf^^ \°Sllhe*r. that call,!youkriw it's a friend.' do it, though. , __jjlj* Babe.\ Jt^^£S°^!fflu!£5 Bsl>e went bs^ to his bed and hi. heap on the ground, nodded and looked ^ lUrc d at the open away; up the road and down. . \Say yw better fog along to; nry camp with me,\ he said uneasily: n &T£tho£^ .W The kid was wondering too, but not ^ ^r ^,f h^^f.^^Sf lbout Babe. He was woeKkru* who w*L?l&£ Zir* would do Nate Wheeler*!.chores, and ^^IMM^\ *^ hew»..wc«s4ersflfwl.o.wouMWm „g^, f %?:f!L,.. ; ™,t,;„. it ,K. the body and who would bury Wheeler. TW He kept woodering who would tell ^^^J^Tihr^Sh \ • that woman down therein the coulee Ey w ^LS^M. wl?Urrii, htuhand was dead,, and- who He wheeled his horse,, and .led the wou]d ^ ^ wbeQ !t to ddled out in its little pink dress, and give it MA page he did ssat read a line for fiva minutes. He was wondering about the ldd. lemma during these temperamental mldseason days which lead to spring. And. Just as,.most of us nave arrived at a' well-nlgb point of despair, in steps Dame Fashion with a perfectly thrilling suggestion— a swanky tweed suit (Interlined If the thermometer stays low) wltb which Is worn a fetching accessory set, beret, scarf, muff and shoe* made, of velvet The trick Is to relate the color or the velvet to. the leading tone In the tweed—brown velvet, per • ex ample. • responding -to -the brown beart leaps up when hoia ,.<,•£'-'' » A rainbow In the sky ) ;•\-; So waa It when my life bream »'.*'. So la It now I am n mnn ..f.W; .So be Jt whcn.I nhntl crow old ^ICi - Or lot me die! #'. The Child tn father ot the Man- ' And 1 could wlnh my «1ay» to be , Bound each lo each bv natural • .!X.' piety —Wllllnin Wordsworth. , Seasonable Foods T HIS Is the time <>f the year to. ''V' . enjoy a gnod cuke. Tire follow-' > 3? Ing will be one worth keeping on •^ hand: ^ Orange Cream Cake. — Cream * twc-tEIrXlft of A .eupTuOOp^rTfE which predominates In the weave of a brown-uud-beige tweed. A black-and-white tweed bespeaks the quintessence of chic. Look about and yon will And Just such alluring velvet ensembled ac cessories In the better shops. Bnt what of tbe woman wltb nothing to speak of tn the way of an allow ance to lavish on vanities which cost \a pretty penny\ and then some7 If her hand hath the cun ning to fashion smart accessories for herself, out of this or that, timn the beret, tbe scarf and the muff ta hers for the making: , (& 1911 vvntern Nswip &liiif OoluaTT WHEN IN THE VEIN To so—Why do yon call that dog a bloodhound? — •- — Joa— He's so savage when he's In the vein. UP AGAINST IT Monk (to J TnrUe J Boxlnj lajstruct- or)— 9ow ^can-I-J*ad .iotj.ttoiesstar- when yon keep pulling in jromr kaad all thettlmeT- one cupful of sugar.- add two'be'aten \.~?V, eggs, a plnoh of .salt, two Joble-* _ , sC'li spoonfuls of Knitedfirangfc.rind'MaA^i^ one-half cupful of 'orange puice 'SV.^.^ with •' two tablespnopfuts \of; (enonu > ' \' Juice; -added^nltfrrintely; v wIth : J -J;wo'' cnpfulB of flour and -two; teaapoaa fuls of-baking powder,?weU>sIf'' Four IntoJtwo-layer'pans£a«4j| Coolnhdaddi'..' Orange Filling.—Blend., one-' of a cupful of sugar, three,' spoonfuls of flour, a pinch 6f^ together.' Add one-balf cupfat orange Juice, two tablespoonfals grated orange rind, a tablespodnful' of grated lemon rind, one err yolk/; and one tablespoonfnl > of'.batter.' Cook together In a .double; boiler, stirring often.. . Cool and spread;on one'of the layers. Cover the other layer and spread over as frosting. Creamed Cheese on Toast—Melt Jour tablespoonfals of butter,.-add ' slx'uibiespoonfols'or'flonr,-one tea* spoonful of salt, one-fourth/ tea- spoonful' of paprika. , When -well blended add three cnpfuls of milk and cook until a creamy sauce Is made. Add two-thirds of a cupful of good cheese, stir until melted, then add a .slice of .finely 'chapped onion—or n little scraped onloals better—two eggs well beaten and two chopped plmlentoa. Cook Just long enough to set the egg. Serve poured over hot. toast Creamed Oysters. — Melt one- third of a cupful of butter and add one-half cupful of 'flour, one teaspoonfol of salt and one-fourth teaspoonfnl. ot paprika. Mis; well and add two and one-naif cupfalt of milk... cook slowly, stirring con stantly until thick and creamy, neat a cupful and u half of oysters lBTtarelf,r.own. Uquor7\Mr.t»*thT sauce and pour over toast or crack', •raror'aerve In potty sbelkt- \.- (S9. IMl.WMlm Kewmser (TaV*i.« way back tip the hill, and the kid fol lowed without a word. The damned, dirty luck of itl Hav ing to shoot the first man he saw m the country, tbe one he was going to strike for a job I Another thing both ered him; how had he happened to miss, like that? He had aimed at Wheeler's gun arm. How had he shot so far wide that the bullet -went through Wheeler's head? It never occurred to him that his father or any one else would disap prove of the shooting. That would be called a cue of \have to.\ And as he meditated gravely on tbe necessity 'of defending himself, he remembered the jerk of his big hat and took it off to see just what had happened.. •' There it was—a smudged hole right in the middle of the crown, \Damn close,\ Babe commented. \Yon want to keep your eye peeled hereafter. These nestersll shoot a man on sight\ 'What foh?\ Cause they're damn' cow thieves and the Poole has called the. turn,\ Babe .said savagely. You heard -what he hollered.\ \Yeah I heahd.\ \That's'the nester's war whoop, • MT\„A T ,„[.__ >. these days. The Poole has had four '.. RFT'T u on * , t men faried.^ t™UeU in Ae W i'? hl ^ wh ° * $$S %2^&!&:?? ' \-No'm, nevah.did see him befool*. ^o^h .Xi£*§£L n~f,£ A\ 1 * JW» ridW a black pintb hawse.'.' l^^'T^™ 6 ^-'?^ '-\Natel TheyVe-'got\NateI They Bab^efi^'ga^h'«fK«d 'a ^ da ^'^^& n ^VP t ; SSL (iu^t^^-SrSchuOd^ '* mg.onthe gate—they've killed html ake, laugbed»ohe hard chuckle. . where Js . ^ u ;t far ? . m ^ murdering deviUT- Hov( a ride on a horse. The kid did not ride back the way Babe had brought him. He circled around another way, and so came into the trail from the north- instead of the south. He hoped the body 6f Wheeler had been discovered before now, but it bad not . He rode at a sharp lope down the lower slope and around the point of rocks, across the wide mouth of the coulee and up to a gate not far from the house. A woman's face at the window peered out at him. The ldd felt that hot streak of shyness shoot up his spine as her steps came toward the door. But the chill of the message he carried steadied him as the door pulled open three inches—no more—and 'her thin, worried face showed there in the crack. - t 'Evenin', Ma'am. Theah's a man layin' back up there a piece in the road. I—is yoah husband—home?\ \No Nate'sgone.\ \She opened the door another three inches and looked at him .unafraid. \He ought to be back -any_ time- now.\'• Is itr-^s the 'nian>^ r ' ^ 1*?«4 ^i*^5^^«M y ™T*e\muderii meamngly. J ^.; -»V----r-\ * -\<'•'. far « it?\ '• \• '.The kid questioned no.; further but l?, r ?* , followed tilently.in'Babe's'lead. .Over • v fnnf innprl MPTI 1 W»P 1 T a:iava bed they went, where the'horses . t;VOntinaea WfiXt ffeeK X;'- T '-^'^W-i'vT^'V-^\ V : \—. ... .v\ 7 ' •— ii\.».--\'.''-5i
