Thursday, July 18. 1985
Most Beautiful Long Span Bridge of the Year
THE KENNEWICK (WASHJ COURIER-REPORTER
THIS is the Bourne bridge across the Cape Codcanal at Bourne, Mass, which was the winner of
the class A prize of the American Institute of SteelConstruction as the most beautiful long span bridgebuilt during the last year.
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DANNY MEADOW MOUSE ISGLAD HE IS SMALL
[F‘ EVER in all the Great Worldthere was a startled Bear, that
one was Buster Bear when Danny
Meadow Mouse ran straight at him.Beechnuts were in Buster Bear’smind. sweet little beechnuts andnothing else, when he reached out agreat paw to rake over that pile ofleaves. It didn't enter Buster’s headthat there might be anything but
beechnuts under them. So. whenDanny Meadow Mouse with afrightened squeak darted out from
Danny Had Darted Behind a Big
Tree.
under Buster's very paw and straighttoward him, Buster was so surprised
and startled that for a second ortwo he didn‘t know whatto do.
Now it seemed an absolutelycrazy thing for Danny to runstraight at Buster, but the truth isit was the wisest thing he couldhave done. It wasn't wisdom thatmade him do it. No. indeed, itwasn't wisdom at all. It was justpure fright and nothing else. Danny
was so frightened that he didn'thave any idea at all where he wasrunning. He Just ran. that was all;
And because he happened to be tac--ing Buster Bear he ran straight athim.
Now If he had run away fromBuster things might not have turnedout at all as they did. Buster would
BEDTIME STORYBy THORNTON w. BURGESS
have seen just where he went andthe instant he recovered from hissurprise would have been after him.As it was, Danny darted right un-der Buster’s big paw and rightacross the toes of one of Buster’sbig hind feet. Buster is a big fel-low and he looks clumsy. but he isn’tnearly as clumsy as he looks. Infact, Buster isn’t clumsy at all. Heis surprisingly quick in his move-ments for such a big fellow. Theinstant he recovered from his sur-prise at the sudden appearanse ofDanny Meadow Mouse. Busterwhirled about. A fat MeadowMouse would go splendidly withthose sweet beechnuts he had eaten.
But by the time Buster had turnedabout Danny had darted behind abig tree and there he stopped. Hestopped because he didn't knowwhich way to go. It happens thatthat was the wisest thing he couldhave done. You see. it he had con-tinued to run he would have rustledthe dry leaves and Buster wouldhave known Just where he was. Butbecause he stopped as he did therewas nothing to tell Buster whichway he had gone.
For once in his life Danny Mead-ow Mouse was glad he was little.Right then he would have been gladto be smaller than he was. Many,many times he had wished he wasbig, but now he was very. very
thankful that he wasn't. Had hebeen big, as big, let us say. as PeterRabbit. the chances are ,that hewouldn’t have been able to slip outfrom under Buster’s big paw as hehad done. He was glad that he waslittle. Yes, indeed. Danny MeadowMouse was glad that he was little.
Q 'l‘. W. ?lament—WW Service.
” I EYou Know—
That thousands of whitebond-servants sent over fromEngland and bound to servefor seven or ten years. didmost of the work in theAmerican colonies untilabout the close of the Seven-teenth century. During thetime of their bondage theycould be bought and sold likeslaves.
Q loom" Newspaper Brndlclu.WNU Servloc.
SOMEBODY SAID ALOVING WORD
By ANNE CAMPBELL
SoM-ODY said a loving word!The dark skies turned to blue.
Upon Hope’s hamstring: bravetune: stirred,
And every aim was true.
Somebody spoke a thought thatmade
Into a kindly one,And pathways opened to my gaze,
That led me to the sun.
Somebody spoke a thought thatmade .
The gloomy outlook fair,And scattered light where there was
shade,And gladness everywhere!
Copyright—Whit! Service.
IPA,BA,,|KNDW§—
“Pop, what It mam-0?":“Ripe peach." '
a Bell Syndlmo.—WNU eon-via.
QUESTION BOX. by ED WYNN, The Perfect Fool
Dear Mr. Wynn: _
In our llttle town there has start-ed a movement which Is called “TheOwn Your Own Home Movement."Can you tell me what thls is andwhy It In called a Building-LoanScheme? Truly Yours.
ANN APARTMENT.Answer: The idea is a simple
one. The building companies ad-vance the money to build you ahouse and you pay them so muchmoney every month. By the timeyou have become absolutely disgust-
ed and dissatis?ed with the place,it is yours.
Dear Mr. Wynn :
Yesterday ‘I happened to be onthe East Side, and Just as I passedtwo men, I heard one man say, ina” loud voice. “I’m a brick.”_ In anInstant the other chap punched himIn the jaw and layed him ?at in thesidewalk. How do you account forthat? Sincerely,
U. WOOD RUN’I‘OO.Answer: One man said he was a
brick, and the other fellow musthave been a bricklayer.
Dear Mr. Wynn:Two friends of mine left yester-
day on a camping trip. As they leftme I noticed that each one had astone jug in‘ his hand. They told
me they were taking them along touse for their plllows. Don’t youthlnk stone jugs are rather R'hardthings to sleep on?
Truly yours.MARY N. JUNE.
Answer: Your friends probablylntend ?lling the Jugs with strawto make them soft. -
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Dear Mr. Wynn:
I Just received- a letter from afriend of mine in which he says heintends coming clean from Denver.0010.. to New York on a bicycle.
Do you believe he can do it!Truly yours,
HANSEN FEET.Answer: _He can come that far on
a bicycle. but not clean.
Dear Mr. Wynn:I took my ?rst trip to Chinatown
and the Bowery laat Sunday. Thefunniest thing I think I ever sawwas a sign in front of a Chinatownhotel which read. “Rooms 50c and55c." Now what could possibly bethe difference between a 50c roomand a 55c room?- Truly yours,
I. TOOKABUS.Answer: They put mouse traps
in the 55c rooms.wxu Sonia
0 Amolutod Hm
MINUI'E MAKE-UPS=ByV. V.
The latest thing is iridescent eyelashes! First you - mascara thelashes and then you brush themwith a gold or sliver-necked eyeshadow. which, It seems, clings tothem and makes them glitter. Quitenew and completely devastating.
Conn-13h! by Public Lem. no.WNU Service.
Dog Days
_. MOTHEWS o
COOK BOOKSUMMER MEALS
DURING the warm weather isthe time to let down on all an-
necessary work so that mother may‘have a little vacation as well. In-formal serving—letting the young-sters do the work—it will he achange from school work. and itls a good thing to train them to doall kinds of household tasks. Thegirls, of course, are expected tohave this training before they gointo their own homes. or how willthey know how to deal with house-hold matters and spend the moneygiven to them for the upkeep of thehome? Boys. too.~ should beginearly to learn how to cook simplefoods, be able to make a good cupof coffee. prepare a crisp piece oftoast. and serve a well-cooked egg.These accomplishments are not onlyhelpful but often necessary in casesof illness or absence or the house-wlfe.
It is not always easy or agreeablefor a good housekeeper to turnover the work to her .:hildren. butIt is most gratifying in results. Nowis the time to serve the meals onthe porch or ln'the garden; theyoung folks wlll enjoy taking theextra steps and the novelty willserve to dellght the whole family.
Serve the breakfast buffet styleas the English do. Everybody hasa few covered dishes to keep things
hot. and with hot coifee and toast,one may make a ?ne breakfast.
HROUGH aWOMAN'SEYES 0 513513”
WHEN THE DEVIL INVENTEDWORRY
“FROM the loss or a tooth tothat of a mistress. there's no
pang that is not bearable. The upprehension is much more cruel thanthe certainty; and we make up ourminds to the misfortune when 'tisirremediabie, part with the tor-mentor. and mumbie our crust ont’other side of the Jaws.”
In that Jit of philosophy fromThackeray in one of the strongestindictments ever written on thesubject of worry; and its foolish-ness and uselessness.
True, eating on the other side ofthe Jaw is not nearly so bad asthe anticipation of it, as worrying
about having to do it! Out of fearof violence from my readers'i shallnot mention the fact that the necessity to eat in even a little cornerof the Jaw could not possibly be sodestructive of health and nerves asworrying about it. Oh. no. iwouldn’t mention that. My readersknow it. it's Thackeray’s point thatit isn‘t even so unpleasant asthinking about it in advance—thatis new!
Can we improve on Thackeray?No, but we can add this thought,that while it’s silly enough to losesleep worrying about a tooth that’sgot to come out anyway, it's abso-lutely insane to worry about losinga tooth that after all may neverhave to come out!
And that's the heaviest burden ofmost of our worries, isn't it—themisfortunes that never do occur!That’s what worry is for. isn‘t it‘l-that's what the devil invented ittor-to glve us bald heads and acidstomachs and lined faces and Jump:nerves over something that neverdoes happen!
0 Bell Byndlcata—WNU Service.
Scrambled cut. sliced bacon. «nosages—even hot griddle cake- orwattlel mu be made on the porch.
A perfect - plcnlc I: one whereeverybody does his chm of thcwork and mother has the rest-from work.
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Mme-m.“
In Peasant Linen
Lucien Lelon; shows a whitepeasant llnen blouse having Ishit-red Jabot edged with blue andred peasant embroidery wlth histailored suit of heavy white sllhshantung linen. The collar ll hluovelvet and the buttons and hnekloare of n gold colored meal. .
“The world In"! to email a?mall," can Rule mm. “jun try 9:lug com. place who" you don!with to be can."
WBO bales.
“Flange Rights”The. expression “?ownge mu“
refer: to the ?ght of over?owingland when n dun ll [mm for thepurpose of furnishing ln-lgn?on onpower. The pet-ion who-o land llover?owed MI I right to eonpenntlonfornnylouWhenthol-lghlor over?owing a person's land I:wronged. this In referral to u?owm right).
F ollows’ in His Father’s “Puddles”
T?anrmarnletthythoneepotacx-ewmnmculedwnddlu‘and It ll Inch watery tuck- thet are being followed by JedKelly,Jr..uhelnlnstl-nctedhyHeathenleckxellmvhomwo?d‘urowing champion and an Olympic chunplon a well. The young prodlgonlyelghnlonklnxtheurokepod?onnnderhleuthe?wetchmlmonthe Schuylklnrlver.
[BBl' week ln Aprll I was busy
In the dshhouse knlttln' heads.The bl: doors were open lettln'
tn the sprlng sunshine. the smellof the flats and the shrlll chlrp ofthe early rlnz-necks that weredlggln' for and worms ln the mud.As I worked away wlth the twlne lt
comes Into my head all at once. Iwonder who'll get the wldder Bas-com‘l 81d Bascom had been loston on the Klttle a year before la anor'west squall. m- hoat was picked
up Inlles otl’ shore, but the body wasnever found.
Judith Bascom mourned for agood husband. like the good wom-an she was. But she was s fisher-msn‘s daughter sud had knownmany sea tragedies in the 40 yearsshe had lived st Skuipin Oove. Ju-dith Buoom was s handsome wom-an. sun-tanned face, good form inspite of the years. brown eyes thattwinkied. and, like most all theduughters of ?shermen. had n quickwit and a ready answer.
Sid Buscom had left his wife fair-ly well off—a small farm borderin'on the beach, a fair pnyin' business.and some money. There had beenno children and I often wonderedif Judith didn't get lonesome. Shewas at the isndin‘ one day huyin'fish as the hosts came ashore. andI says. jokin’: “Jude, you looktired.”
“Yes.” she comes back. “I amtired. Tame. and lonesome. Can'tyou (ind me a man?”
“Plenty of 'em fussin' 'round.Jude.” I says. “Can't you sort oneout? There's Deacon Goodwin andSkipper Sol Mixer. hoth 'hout yoreace and well axed.”
“Asaint and a sinner,” says Judy.“One thinks he is and the otherknows he is.” and she went onhuyin' cod.
As I sat there workin' on thetwine that day I heard somebodyclumpin‘ up the path 'ronnd thepoint with rubber boots on. hummin'a hymn tune: “On the other sideof Jordan In the sweet iieids ofEden.” but when he sees the fish-honse door open he slacks up hisdngln' and hauls to. “Good after-noon. Truman. Hope you are teeiin'well today.”
“Tolerable. Deacon Goodwin. nopeyou‘ve the same. Come in and restyourself. I see you been lumpin‘."He had a two-tine fort on his shoul-der and a hi; lump of iish on eachtine. Inthesprlncthetideleavesthe lamps in the little ponds amongthe ledges. and the natives get themwith forks.
TheDeaconsetsdownonatrswltnh. ildsets some. and says: “Tru-mwhatdoyonthinkotthewid-des Beacon?”- “No smarter woman 'round theCove.“ 1 an. “and It don't butmuch to look at her. Are youthinkin' some In tint carter. Dea-eon!"
"I heve given eolne thought endprnyer to the nutter end I need ecompanion end helper up to myhonee. hut Judith ie not n church-goin' women.” he em '
“Don't let thnt‘worry M eny.Deecon. You never heard e word,eg'in' Judith Benton.” I eeye. “endyour church door in wide.”
The Denoon ehonidued hie lumpdehendwento?npeoroeetohiehon-e.
Innehontreedytoqnitendceiiitedeywhenlheereenothereong-eter eonin' down the Oove rond:“Bi de di do. Skipper the deeinow I love to eing to thee.I eing with Joy end I eing with
else.For I'm Jnet no young no I need
to he."Shipper Sol Becker ehoote up in
front of the door end comee in.Good mime oticke out all overSkipper Sol. end n mighty good-ioohin'. hig. whoieeome men he ie.Be hed been to town end weefeelin' eonie chipper. “Beiio thene.Trume." heiie Skipper Sol. “Gotnnyihing in the cnphoerdt"
'Aiwnye n drop for yon. Oep‘nBoi.”lnye. “Setdownwhiielget it.”
'Trnzne.” an the Mm. "Igot 'hont tired hein' en oid heehen' I‘ln thinkin‘ 'hont eekin' Indyneoco- to epiiee up with me.We‘ve niweye been good trienanDo you think ehe'ii heve no!” ‘
“Yon oid fooi.” I enye. “do yomthink you an get e wife. ‘thontdoin' none eoortin't do one Indy;and tehe her ‘ronnd none. You‘ve’got n good hoee end buggy. An-other thing. Deeoon Goodwin ineetun‘ hie cnp in thet carter.”
“Deacon Goodwin conrtin' JodyBneoolni" hate the ekipper. “ItI cntchee thnt old Bible-heck skin.?int cruisin' 'ronnd her I‘ll oerryewny hie 11b.”
Soon ether thet the Dove goeeipewere busy. Deacon Goodwin wneceilin‘ on Jndy Beet-on Wedneednynights, end she wee goin' ridingwith Gp'n Sol Becker Snndny ett-ernoone. 0t conree the Deacon iindeit out end he reprovee Judy for con.eortin' with m n nngodiy pereonne Sol Becker.
“urn Beecon.” eeye the Deeeon.“yon well know my lemon foreniiingonyonotinte. Indiyneede wife to are for any honee. endItyonvhonideeedttonniteyonrlot with mine I ehonidn't went it
Enoch Arden ofSkulpin Cove
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By TRUMAN ORDIORNE
asid that you had been too trly with such a person as SolcBecker. a man given to prof:
and to strong drink at times.”The Deacon reaches for Jt
warm hand and holds it. o
said his was cold an ?sh.) “JillI shall call for your answer .
Wednesday evening. and in
meantime I shall pray that youthe light.” He lets go ofhand and goes home. Judith ito bed and thinks it over. DenGoodwin is n good manager. etaway up in the church. and thenlaughs right out to herself.
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Lord, what a lover!"Sunday afternoon is sunny l
warm. Cap’n Sol drives up to
door. his rig all shlned up. l
Judy comes out and gets in. Tltake a long ride and coming hoIn the dusk Skipper Sol does sohunin' and Judy snuggles up s0!
Skipper Sol winds the reins arouthe whlp and lets Bay Jess waSeine different. she thinks. from tway Deacon Goodwin sparkswoman. Skipper Sol tightens t
hitch he's got 'round Judy Basconwaist. “Judy.” he says. “I‘m tir
of living an old hach up theremy house. Mother is a good hourkeeper but she ls gettln' old. 1'got enough to take care or you wilout touchin' your property and lhelp run your place. Let‘s y:and i set spliced. I know you alonesome well as I be. What do y¢
say?” and he reached over at
kissed her.Judy Bascom liked Sol Becker at
the Deacon was out of it from th:minute. She couldn’t bear to thinof him. Then a scheme of half spit
and half mischief comes into hehead. “Sol." she says. “come to mhouse Wednesday evening at eiglo'clock and Ni give you an answer.
Now for Sid Bascom thenor'west squall that blew of! thland the day he was lost lnstethree days and then, as ilsherme:say. turned the corner and biersome more. Sid kept his boat Wowit and bailed long as he could. Weaifrom hunger and thirst he gave 1up. The next he knew he was in adirty bunk with a Portucee sailotstandln' over him with some kind 0:
a hot drink. His head ached bad. mlooks around that to’castie with it:row of bunks and asked the Portusee what ship he was on and whertthey were.
“Dis whale barque de Ellen Briggs.She picks you up oil's da water.beetle boat. big ocean. You mostdead.” the Portuzee tells him.
Sid tries to get out of the bunbut is too weak and tells the sailoto tell the cap’n he wants to shim. Oap‘n Btudly. a short. stou -
red-faced man. comes to the to’ -
tie and asks Bid what he wan“Iwanttohesetashoreatthnearest port.” says Sid. “My witmust think i am lost. now lohave I been aboard your ship?"
“Ilosttwo weeks.” says the Cap‘“and all that time you've been onof your head. You can thank Mauel here that you are alive. I can‘set you ashore. We are bound ontwo years' whalin' cruise to thSouthern Grounds. You'll have -‘
stay ahoard.”Whaling hands were hard to :e
at that time. and whaling captaikept out of ports of call. acconnof men deem-ting. only whoobliged to put in for fresh wa . .and supplies. aid Baseom gradu .ly gained streuth and one domeeting Oap‘n Btudly on deck. hdemanded to he landed at the assen m. his right as a citiseu othe united States. The cs. -
swore at him. turned him over?ue dru mate and cave orderspathemlnoneotthewateh'l‘.3H“! but am from h
hers where there were cable on .
ltwnsmsnthshetoreheuotaln.ashore to a small island w ..
pads: ships called a few timesyear. At the ?rst pe-ibie . ..
hejnmpeduiipataSouth ,
an port. All he had in the .‘ .was the areas! clothes he had - -No need telling how. in time. ~worked “Iraw-so to Boston . ,there was given enough to get ho ._
to Ikulpin Cove.MWM ment that :n i
lthßammsetoameDeacon cutewin 10 minutes early. Sharp aW came Oap'u dol Becker. Wh 1hemltlledthelittlepariorandsa:the Deana settlu' there, his 'll iell-sad to an val: soowi. “What i{HWMl'Myouoiddoaro.
“Idon't adnd your unaodly sin ,
«new. lhavearlghtmu:on my nslahbora. nu. ; . ..-
ashsdmepoeomeWe have prin.‘m to discus.” -
“Vaclayon on: minute to ¢e{’ h.“ ”I3H ;Gel. and he takes out his watch?!‘M III'C do“ I’ll heave you out}
mmmmw ’“0 300! Beacon!who had Aheen out ot the roomturns from the hallway to go um“I'm. Bhewaa'oln'totgxthe Deacon hewas out. Ithap'. _
Becker's turn. Just that minute ttuW In open and in rushed amm unshared man. Jud'“3 Baseom lives one look. Undo: 'that dirt and growth of whisker:Ib- miso- her lost husband“Ilives one screech. and as sun-W In] told me afterwards. in on.W second they were lashed to
”“1...haw“; W“‘ WW Sol wen‘eltetthetrontdoot-seclosemwith! that M dammed. When“It!not clear the Skipper 11.19.. .the Deacon on his w m .
hens-b ?ak.
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